Chapter 4: The Rescue

When Hogan stopped the truck in front of Gestapo headquarters, they noticed, despite all his efforts to look calm, that he was nervous about being there and scared of what could happen.

Mac looked over at Hogan and put his hand on his shoulder. "I will take care of them Colonel."

Hogan gave a wearily smile. "I have a feeling it is you they will be taking care of."

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Mac and Hogan's men got out of the truck and went inside the building. Hogan waited in the truck. He figured with Hochstetter running around, outside was the best place for him to be.

The group stopped at the front desk. "Sergeant, we are here to escort White Fox to the secret interrogation location."

"Ja, Captain. I was informed that you would be coming. Do you have your orders?"

"Ja." Mac reached inside his tunic and pulled out their orders and handed them to the guard.

The guard accepted the papers and looked them over. "All seems to be in order Herr Captain. I will have the lieutenant here escort you to the holding cells."

"Danke Sergeant." The group followed the lieutenant to the holding cells. When he opened the door, the room was empty. "Lieutenant, don't tell me you misplaced a prisoner that is as important as this one."

"I am sorry Herr Captain. Maybe they took her back to interrogation."

Mac scowled at the sergeant. "She better be there."

The group went to the interrogation cells. As they walked down the hall, they could hear the sounds of some one being interrogated. The scream they heard told them that it was White Fox.

The guard opened the door and the men walked in. Sure enough Hogan was right. Hochstetter was called in to interrogate her. He was standing in front of her with is hand drawn back, ready to strike another blow.

"Why am I being disturbed!" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Herr Major, we are here to escort White Fox to the secret interrogation location. Did you not receive word that we were coming?"

"Ja, I did. The underground would be foolish to risk a rescue here. I figure you could stay as added security though."

Mac took a step closer to Hochstetter. "I have my order's Herr Major."

Hochstetter looked Mac over. "Well I outrank you and am changing your orders."

Mac smiled. "Ja, you outrank me, but you do not outrank the one who signed the orders." Mac held out the orders for Hochstetter to read the signature.

"General Kinchmeyer? Who is General Kinchmeyer? I have never heard of him."

Mac smiled again. "It might be wise that you haven't. He only gets involved with high profile situations," Mac paused a moment. "Or when someone's head is going to roll."

Man is he good. I have never seen 'Ochstetter get this nervous before. 'ow does it feel being on the other side? Newkirk thought with an inward smile.

"Fine, but I am going with you to finish questioning her. I have a feeling she is just about ready to tell me everything I want to know."

Mac gulped. What would Hogan do? I guess since he is the interrogator, we have no choice. "Very well. Lets get going."

Newkirk and Carter untied White Fox. Since she had passed out, they had to carry her. They were walking down the hall when someone sneezed. Without thinking, Carter said "Bless you."

"BLESS YOU! Guards! Grab them!" Hochstetter yelled.

The gang ran toward the exit. When they passed through one of the security doors, Mac closed it. Unfortunately, there was no way to lock it without a key. "I will hold them as long as I can. You get her out of here."

"We are not leaving you behind." Newkirk ordered

When they heard a gunshot, they all ducked. "Our main mission is to get her to safety. Now get."

The ducked again as there was another gunshot. "Thanks mate." They ran down the hall and out to the awaiting truck.

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Hogan was sitting impatiently in the truck. Every few minutes he would look at his watch. Hurry up guys. What is taking so long? Something happened. It must have for them to be taking so long. I should be in there with them. Hogan was brought out of his rambling thoughts by the alarm going off. Hogan started the engine and prayed that they would come running out the door. His prayers were answered.

"GO!" LeBeau yelled once everyone was in.

As Hogan drove, LeBeau and Newkirk shot at the car tiers to prevent any Germans from following them. While they were taking care of that, Carter tended to White Fox.

When they got a safe distance away, Hogan pulled down an old road that looked like it was hardly used. When they got to where the truck could not be seen from the road, Hogan stopped to check on his men.

When Hogan looked in the back, he saw one man missing. "Where's MacGyver? What happened back there?"

"MacGyver stayed to 'old them back so we could get White Fox out. As for what 'appened, when someone sneezed, Carter 'ere 'ad to say bless you."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to mess things up. It is just a habit. Colonel, permission to go back and help him." Carter pleaded.

"Permission denied." The moan from the truck got their attention. White Fox sat up.

White fox looked at the men in Gestapo uniform and at their surroundings. "What are you planning on doing with me?" She asked in French.

"Relax," LeBeau said in French "We are here to rescue you. London sent us."

"LeBeau, you mind translating that for those who don't speak French."

"Oui. She asked what we were going to do with her and I told her that we are here to rescue her."

"LeBeau, ask her if she can walk?" Hogan ordered

"Oui, I can walk." She answered in English. "If you are German, why you speak English."

"That is because we are not German. The two of us," pointing to Carter and himself, "are Americans. Newkirk here is English. I am sure you guessed that LeBeau here is French. LeBeau I want you to escort White Fox to the sub and then make your way back to Stalag 13. We will see if we can get MacGyver out and meet you at the barn."

"Oui Colonel."

"Are you Papa Bear?" White Fox asked "I have heard so much about your operation. I am honored to be rescued by you."

"Our pleasure White Fox."

"Please, call me Sarah."

Hogan smiled and took her hand. He brought it up to his lips and kissed it. "You may call me Robert."

"Well…Robert, I don't want to hold you or your men up any longer. Thanks so much for getting me away from those men. I don't know how I can ever repay you."

Hogan smiled. "How about dinner in Paris after the war."

Sarah giggled. "Do you mind if my husband comes along?"

"Husband?" They said in unison. Hogan started blushing. "I am sorry, I didn't know."

"It is all right. No harm done."

Hogan gave her a sweet smile. "No offence Sarah, but I don't want to see you until the war is over. Now get going you two. We have a job to do."