The Butterfly and The Wolf

by snowfall30

A beautiful young lady comes to Stalag 13. Hogan knows her, Klink sees her as a daughter, and Newkirk is in love with her. F/M and M/M if you don't like then don't read. If leaving a review; please be nice about it. But I hope you like the story of Newkirk falling in love, and as well as Hogan and Klink. As well as other's.

12. The Courage To Be Kind

A/N Plastic Wrap was first invented in 1911. *fun fact*

A/N Sloppy Joe's were first made in 1930s but was called loose meat sandwiches. In the 1940s they were renamed to Sloppy Joe's *fun fact*

Hallo = Is Hello in German

Vater = Is the German word for father

Wunderbar = Is the German word for wonderful

Gariad = Is the Welsh word for Girlfriend

Cariad = Is the Welsh word for Boyfriend

Ja = Is yes in German

Großvater = Is the German word for grandfather

Meine liebe Enkelin = Is German for my dear granddaughter

Danke = Is the German word for Thank you

Hammelburg = Is the closes town to our love birds

Kommandantur = Is the small building that Klink's office is in

Herr = Is the German word for Mister

Fräulein = Is the German word for a woman that is unmarried

Oberst = Is the German word for Colonel

Gute nacht = Is Goodnight in German

Mein tapferer Phönix = Is German for my brave phoenix

Mein witziger Fuchs = Is German for my witty fox

The Courage To Be Kind

She opened her eyes to see a room that she had hoped to never see again. Mary looked around quickly at the attic that was once her room. 'No… I was in the camp when I went to sleep.' She told herself. Mary got up off of her so called bed to run to the window. Looking out she narrowed her eyes. 'That is the front gate to the camp.' She thought to herself then looked back to her old room. Her eyes took in the dirt and dust that was on everything in the room. Walking into the middle of the room; Mary looked over and saw a dark figure on the floor. She felt her hands become warm and wet. She lifted her hands up to see a golden liquid running down her hands to her arms. As the golden liquid dripped from her hands; Mary felt her heart race. The golden liquid smelt like blood. 'Why is this blood golden?' She asked herself. Her eyes widen in horror as she realized that this blood belonged to her love.

"Peter?" She said his name in a low voice. Looking over to where the dark figure was; she now saw her love laying there on the floor. His blue lifeless eyes were locked on her. Her eyes widen at the sight of his golden blood slowly starting to ooze out of his mouth in a heavy flow. Moving over to him; she fell to her knees. Reaching down with the golden blood dripping from her hands she touched his face. She felt his cold skin under her fingertips.

Hearing a noise to the side of her; she quickly turned her head. There near the window was her father laying on his back on the attic floor. Tears flowed down her face as she saw a silver pool of blood under him. Her eyes traveled to the gun wound shot to his chest. Closing her eyes; she knew that it was a shot to the heart. Mary's heart broke even more when she looked at her father's lifeless eyes. She could still see the tears falling from them. Before her eyes her Vater appeared beside her fallen father. He laid on his stomach with his head to the side facing her father. Her eyes spotted the knife sticking out of his back. His copper blood ran out of the wound down onto the floor. The two colors of her father's blood began to swirl together before her eyes. Glancing up to her Vater's eyes; she saw the pain within them.

Mary closed her eyes tightly. She couldn't stand to see the sight before her. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt someone's hot breath on her neck and ear. Her eyes widen at the sound of his voice.

"This is your fault. They are dead because of you." George's voice was calm, but was dripping of joy of seeing her in heartbreak.

"No this is your father's fault. You should kill him for starting all of this." Her eyes drifted upwards to the window when she heard her mother's voice. She saw her mother standing beside her father's head.

"Go on Demon. Make him pay for letting us do everything to you. He is at fault here." Her mother's pale blue eyes shined in the darkness of the room when she had spoke again. Glancing back down at her two fathers to only find that her Vater was gone. Mary looked over to her side to see that her love was now gone as well.

"Well Demon, he is waiting for you to punish him." Mary looked back over at her mother, and now saw her father was now on his knees with his hands tied behind him. Her body seemed to move on it's own as she got up. She tried to stop herself from walking over to stand in front of her father who had his head down.

"Use the knife." George said behind her. She looked down and saw the knife that was in her Vater's back before; now within her hand. Hogan lifted his head to look into his daughters eyes as she looked over the knife.

"Look at him, he wants you to do it." Her mother purred out. Mary looked at her father. The tears fell from his eyes like they had done before. She let the knife drop from her hand to the ground.

"I won't do this… I… I am not like neither one of you." She said as she looked up at her mother.

"Oh but you are like them." From behind her mother walked out the woman that she had killed. Betty stood there with her red eyes glowing like melted metal.

"You killed me; so what makes you better than them?" She asked her. Mary narrowed her eyes and told her.

"They used me for their own sick game. Just like how you used my gold heart for yours. I will not use anyone for my own sick twisted game, and I never will." Mary walked closer to Betty and told her. "You used Peter for your own sick pleasure. You never loved him nor cared about him. You couldn't let him be happy with anyone. What I did to you was what you deserved. If I hadn't killed you than someone would have down the road. You played with men's hearts, and then you would wonder why they didn't want to look at you again. Peter didn't need to go threw what you put him threw. Peter is a sweet and loving man, and HE'S NOT DEAD!" She screamed out toward George and her mother. Mary turned her head toward Betty to watch her fade away.

"You are a Demon just like this Devil." George spoke up once again. Mary turned her head towards him.

"No I am not. You are the Devil! You ran your hands over and into a child. You raped me and put it in my head that rape was making love. You made me almost mindless to where I would have done anything you said. I am glad that my Huntsman killed you. You did this to yourself! All of this started because you were too much of a coward to tell someone that you were in love with them. So when you didn't have the guts to tell them; you listened to this She-devil, and did what she wanted you to do. She played you George and you were too stupid to know it. You tried to turn me into my father, because in your twisted mind I was him. She told you that so that she didn't have you on top of her. She made you believe that everything that you were doing was the right way to go. But while you were with me; she was out draining another poor man of his money. You got what you deserved, and I am glad that you are dead and burning in hell where you belong." George's eyes were wide at this news. He looked over toward Lizzie who was smiling an evil smile at him. Before Mary's eyes; George faded away still staring at her mother.

"Well, at least he is gone now. So are you going to kill your father or…"

"No mother! This all started because of you! You didn't even want me, but kept me so that you could use me against my father. You had all of this done to me; so that you could punish him for not giving you all of his money. And the really sad part of all of this is; is that you never loved him. You just used him like you did all the other's. I am glad that George killed you."

"I AM YOUR MOTHER!" Lizzie yelled at her daughter.

"NO! A mother doesn't do those things to their own child! A mother is suppose to protect their children, not give them to a madman. The only nice thing you ever did for me was to get me out of that house. And that is the one thing I don't know why you did that. You never cared about me, but yet you save me." Mary paused for a second. "Now I know why. You were not trying to save me… You were trying to save yourself. You pushed me out of that house so that George would go after me. And you told me to go to the air base, because you knew that I wanted to be with my father. You were banking on George running after me; so that I could led him to Papa. He would have killed me and Papa, and you would have ran to whoever you were seeing at the time. Then that poor man would have taken you in, and you wouldn't have to worry about myself, Papa, or George. Because George would have been killed after killing Papa and myself." Lizzie's smile turned into a large grin.

"That's right I did. I knew that George would find both of you and he would kill you both…"

"Yes but your little idea backfired didn't it. You thought that George would run after me and leave you alone, but he didn't." Mary smiled wide at her so called mother. "I saw the look on your face when he pointed that gun at you. You were shocked that he would kill you. But here is the thing Lizzie… I am alive and with my father who loves me. He has someone that loves him and would do anything for him. So I have two father's now, and I have a man that loves me. Peter is a wonderful man that would die for me, but I never want him too. He loves my mind and my body. Every meal I cook is his favorite; until I cook the next one. Peter is sweet and loving, and I know that he will make me many dresses. And he will do that; just to bring a smile to my face. I have three new brother's, and a sweet Uncle. I found a new Grandfather in Burkhalter, and maybe a new Uncle in Hochstetter… maybe I don't know yet, but I am around those that love me, and they want to be around me. I am glad that you are out of my life mother. And I am glad that you got what you deserved. You are burning in hell for everything you did to me, and to everyone you have hurt, and used. I haven't shed a tear for you nor will I… now fade away and never come into my dreams again." Mary smiled wide as her mother purred out.

"I am not dead little Demon. You are."

"No mother." Mary stepped closer to her. "You are." She added. Lizzie's eyes narrowed at her daughter. She then moved her hand back to touch the back of her head. When she lowered her hand back down; she saw her own blood on her hand. With widen eyes she faded out of sight.

A hand touched Mary's shoulder causing her to look over. She saw her father standing beside her with a smile on his lips. Hogan pulled her into a hug and hugged her tightly. Mary hugged her father back while closing her eyes. When she opened them again; they were back in the living room of their little house. Pulling out of the hug, her father spoke to her.

"Snow, I am proud of you. You stood up to them even if this is a dream. You are a strong young woman, and I love you so much. We all do." He moved out of the way. Mary's eyes saw her love and her Vater standing behind her father. Newkirk walked over to her then leaned down to kiss her.

"I love you my diamond heart." He told her.

"I love you too gold heart." She said back to him. Klink walked over to her and stood next to his love. Mary looked over and told both of them.

"And I love my fathers too." She said with a loving smile.

-MN-

Mary opened her eyes to see her love sleeping next to her. Moving out of bed, she got up and checked on her love. She knew that he was going to be in the sick bay for awhile, and she would have to get use to not sleeping in the same bed. Mary couldn't wait until she would be able to sleep beside her love, and for them to hold each other once again. Smiling to herself; she then leaned down to kiss her love on the forehead. Mary leaned back up, and looked over toward her fathers. Klink had his arm over her father's stomach again while her father had his head turned toward her Vater. Mary knew that she and her love were not the only ones who would be happy sleeping in their own bed again. Feeling her mouth dry; she walked over to the sink to get herself a glass of water. After she drank the nice cold water; she put the glass back were she had found it. In the corner of her eye; she saw something move in the back room. Turning her head to the right; she heard someone walking around in the room that she had went into with Kreizler the night before. Mary smiled to herself as she saw the older doctor walk to a bookcase that was in the room. She could see the older man looking at the books. He pulled one out; then placed it back in the bookcase. Mary walked over to the room as Kreizler turned to stop in the middle of the room. When she got to the doorway; she saw Kreizler was now walking around a desk that was in the room. He picked up a folder, and stood at the desk. He looked up when he heard someone at the doorway.

"Oh hallo Mary… are you okay?" He asked her. Mary smiled and walked into the room.

"Yes. I just got up to get a drink of water." Kreizler smiled when he heard the happiness in her voice.

"Well I say that you will be able to sleep all night tonight. You are not showing any signs of bleeding in the brain." He told her with a smile. Mary shook her head; then looked to the side.

"Mary what is it?" He asked her.

"Hilda said that you were going to help me with my flashbacks." She stated. She turned her head to look at him when he spoke.

"Yes I am. I may be a doctor, but I did study the human mind, and I do know how to help someone with flashbacks. I also try to find out why people do the things that they do." Mary watched the older man's mouth go to one side. Then he added. "That didn't clear up what I can do, did it?" He asked her with a smile. Mary smiled and walked over to the front of the desk, and stood beside one of the chairs.

"Yes it did actually. You studied to be a medical practitioner, and also some as a alienist, or the new word for it a psychiatrist." Kreizler looked at her with wide eyes.

"How… how do you know that word, Alienist?" He asked her in amazement. He didn't think that with her age that Mary would even know what an Alienist was, or what was the new name for it now. Mary sat down in a chair, and told him.

"Well on one of the times that Mam… Lizzie and George was out of town, and Papa was not in town. I went to the library and read a lot of books." She said with a smile. Kreizler walked over and sat down in the chair that was beside of the young lady.

"I see, and on this trip to the library. What kind of books did you read?" He asked her. Mary tilted her head and thought for a second.

"Well… the first book was on mathematics, then the next one was a book on engineering. The next few were on Psychology, and I read those within a few hours." Kreizler sat in his chair shocked at what she had just told him.

"Within a few hours?" He asked her. The young woman smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes. They were so interesting that it only took me a few hours to read them. It also only took me a few hours to read books all about the criminal mind." Kreizler looked away then looked back at her with narrowed brows.

"Mary, have you ever had your IQ tested before?" He asked her. Mary shook her head then told him.

"No I haven't, but General Butler did say that he was wanting me to get it tested though." She smiled while remembering the General telling her this.

"Mary, how would you like for me to give you the test to be able to do that?" He asked her. Mary smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes please. That way the next time Grandfather Butler askes me what my IQ is, I can tell him." She giggled with a large smile. This in return made Kreizler smile wide at her.

"Very well I will get the test out of my bag, and you can take it whenever you want too." He told her. Mary narrowed her eyes then asked.

"You have the test with you now? Do you just carry it with you all the time or…" She trailed off on her little joke.

"No, I had put it in my bag the day before so that I wouldn't forget it. When Wilhelm asked me to come and help you with your flashbacks. I had went ahead and put the test in my bag. I was going to give you the test anyway, because of all the wunderbar things that he and your father had told me about you. For a woman of your age to be able to learn multiple languages as well as be able to do the many different skills that your able to do, is amazing." Mary smiled a sheepish smile.

"Well I have always loved to learn about everything that seemed to be fun to do. I would love to try to learn just about everything, then try to do them at least once in my lifetime." Kreizler smiled at her then asked.

"What other books have you read in the past?"

"Well I have read many cook books, zoology books, and even law books from all different countries. I have done double translations with many languages. And I have to say that is my favorite thing to do. I was wanting to learn a few more languages next…"

"Oh really? What other languages were you wanting to learn next?" The older man's eyes watched as the light shined within the young lady's eyes as she started to speak.

"I was wanting to learn Hindi next; then Arabic, Mandarin Chinese, Greek, Italian, and last would be Thai. I would love to learn all of them; so one day I could go to all these places. I would also like to learn ancient Egyptian too. So when I would go there; I could go into the temples, and I would be able to read what is on the walls." As Mary talked about her dreams of going to all these places, and be able to learn as much as she could; Kreizler was smiling wide. He had never seen anyone get that excited to learn, or do something new. Then out of no where Mary held up her hands and said in a happy tone.

"Oh and I have read a lot of history books too. I have even been so bored that I have read manuals on radios, truck engines, and even a jet manual." Kreizler raised a brow at her as she told him this. Mary giggled then added. "Papa was in a meeting at that time, or his plane had not landed yet. And I was very bored." Kreizler chuckled as Mary giggled.

"I have to say that is very impressive. What else would you do when your mother and step father were out of town?" He asked her.

"I would go to the library many times. I read many books, then once I had read all the books there; I would find another library, and go to it. I would go to a bakery, and learn how to make cake's, pie's, chocolate's, and pastries. I loved learning how to make them, and mostly on how to decorate them. It was so much fun. I would go and watch a dress maker, and there was even times I had helped her. She would pay me of course, and so did the woman at the bakery. Both of the ladies would be so happy to see me."

"I bet they were. Is that everywhere you when to?" He asked her. Mary shook her head no.

"No, I would go to the air base only if Papa was there. If he wasn't there; I would be at home. I would cook and bake, then I would go to church. But for the last three years Lizzie and George didn't go anywhere. So I had to stay there all the time." When Mary had finished talking; Kreizler noticed something that he had to speak up about.

"You called your mother by her first name. Why?" He asked her. Mary lowered her head, and told him her reasoning behind this.

"She was no mother to me. People seem to think that if a woman gives birth than she is a mother. That the man that she is with is now a father. But those are titles that they earn. A couple earn those titles by being, and acting like parents are suppose to. They are suppose to protect their children and love them. They shouldn't hurt them, or rape them, or let someone else do those things to them. They should be proud of them, and encourage them to do, or be whatever they want to be. Just because they have a child doesn't make, or mean that they are parents." Kreizler was amazed at hearing this. He had never thought of that in that way before.

"I have to say that you make a point. Just because a woman and a man have a child doesn't mean that they will care or want the child. But I have to ask Mary."

"What?" She asked in a low voice.

"Do you think that your father has earned that title?" He asked her. This caught Mary off guard causing her to quickly look up at him. She lowered her head and eyes again.

"I do. Papa has always been there for me, well as much as he could have been. He has never hurt me in anyway…"

"But he didn't come and take you away from your mother and your step father though. And he was only around when you went to see him, he never came to see you. He did know that you were his child this whole time. So why do you hold him to the title of father and your mother doesn't get the title of mother?" He asked her. Tears started to fall from Mary's eyes as he spoke to her.

"Because Papa was afraid of becoming his father. His father was very abusive to him when he was very young. He did kill his father to save the woman who took him in. His real mother left him there with that man. Papa told me that he was told by his father a few seconds before he died; that he would become like him. Papa was afraid to become that. So I don't hold that against him. I have to admit that I myself am a little afraid to become a mother. I don't want to put my child threw what my so called mother put me threw. There was a few times that I was angary at Papa for not coming and getting me, but I just thought that either he didn't know that I was his, or that they told him to stay away from me. When I would go and see him at the base… I… I would be so happy to see him. He was always smiling at me, and he would hug me. I hid all that was done to me, because I didn't want him to get hurt or killed. I have done so much to protect him from them. Just because I was in a prison, and was living in hell; doesn't mean that I wanted him to get hurt or killed… I… I wanted him to be happy and safe. I wanted him to be healthy. To find someone that would love, and to be there for him. I knew that one day I would be out of that house, and I would be with him… but I was scared that he wouldn't want me… I feared it… and I still do. I'm afraid that if I do something, or say the wrong thing that he would not want me anymore… I love him very much… I… I just want him to love me even if I do make a mistake. He was the first one to tell me that he loved me… Mama never said that to me. She never cared, nor wanted me. And she even told me that to my face. I… I.. I just want to know that I will not be left behind, or forgotten by all of them just because I make a mistake." Mary let her tears flow like a river. She had told Kreizler what she had been afraid to speak about; up until now. Kreizler lowered his head and closed his eyes. 'She is so afraid that everyone will leave her.' He thought to himself.

"Mary, I know that will never happen. Your father loves you very much. If he didn't love you; than he wouldn't have been trying like mad to break the door down to get to you. He sat there in the floor holding your head to try to stop the bleeding. I talked to Wilhelm and he told me everything that had happened, and how your father acted before, during, and after. He told me that he has held your father all night long, because he was heartbroken at what was done to you. Your father has cried for you, and feels guilty for not taking you from them. Mary… your father will not leave you, nor will he ever think of it. In fact, I think that he is scared that you don't need him, and that you will leave him." Mary's breath caught in her throat as her head snapped upwards to look at the older man.

"What? Why would Papa fear that? I would never leave him! I do need him in my life! I feel wanted and loved." She told him in a rush. Kreizler sighed then spoke again.

"Mary you fear that everyone will leave you behind, but my dear… all of them probably fear the same. Wilhelm did ask me to speak to your father as well as to your sweetheart. Newkirk has asked, and wondered if he is the best man for you. Wilhelm has told him every time that he was. Your father fears that you don't need him around, and Newkirk fears that he will not be able to make you happy later on. I think that you need to show both of them that you are happy and that you do need them both in your life. Do little things for them, and tell them that you need them both. That will reinsure both of them that you need them around, and are very happy. I do have to tell you Mary that no one will leave you just because you make a mistake. No one is perfect, everyone makes mistakes. I don't think that you will ever have to worry about being left behind, or forgotten. They all love you, and will always be there for you. Wilhelm told me that you said that you had to be strong like your father, but yet your father had said that you are stronger than him. And you are actually stronger than him, or anyone I know." Mary raised a brow at this.

"What do you mean?" She asked him.

"Well, you can still smile and laugh after everything that has been done to you. And I will not lie, I have seen some go threw the same as you more or less, and they… they act four different ways. One they blame everything they do on what was done to them, and or they blame others. If they hurt someone; they say that it was because they were raped or beaten. They don't want to blame themselves, but others for their actions. The second one is that they replay what has happened over and over in their minds to were it drives them mad. They are always living in the past, and will not take the steps to be able to leave that part of their past behind them. They usually end up taking their own lives. The third one is that they block all of it from their minds. They never want to deal with what was done to them, and will go to great lengths to make sure they don't talk about it. Those people that go that way just like the other two ways; don't take the steps to deal with what had been done to them. And the last one is that they say that they needed it to be done to themselves. They will blame themselves for what the other person has done to them. Even when they never deserved any of it. They will always say that what was done to them is for something they had said or did to the other person. That they needed to be beaten or raped. They will defend the person that has done all of this to them. They will even say that it was not the other person's fault; that it was theirs. But with you Mary… I have never seen someone basically except everything, and to be able to talk about it afterwards. Yes you do break down and cry, but then in a few moments later you are able to smile, and say that it was in the past. You have excepted what has been done to you, and don't blame yourself, or take it out on others. You know what was done to you was wrong, and it all falls on the other person. You know that none of this was not your fault. It was your mother's and your step father's fault, and that it was a sin to do all of that to you." Mary lowered her head, and asked him.

"Is that wrong to think like that?" She asked him. Kreizler smiled and told her.

"No Mary. It's actually a good thing that you know that it was wrong for your mother and step father to do that to you. You know that they are being punished for it, and they are. But the fact that you can smile a sweet smile, and to be able to laugh now; while knowing that you are safe, and that you are loved. It amazes me that you are able to do this without any help from someone like myself. There are people that I have worked with for years that still can't do what you have done by yourself. It just amazes me. But now… now you can be the person that you have always wanted to be, and not what they tried to turn you into. You get to be yourself. You can laugh, joke, smile, and love who you want too. You are the strongest person that I have ever met. I know that you will need help with your flashbacks, and that I will help you with. And if there is anything else you feel like you need to talk to me about; then please do so. I am here, and I will listen to whatever you need to talk about." Mary looked up and smiled as the older man spoke. Kreizler smiled at her, and had meant every word that he had said.

"Danke Laszlo. That means a lot to me. I didn't think that I could talk to anyone about what had happened to me, nor be able to talk about anything else. I always had thought that I had to keep everything bottled up. That no one would want to hear what was on my mind. I know that I can talk to Peter, and my fathers about so many things, but… there are somethings that I don't think they can handle. So thank you for being here for me." Mary smiled a loving smile at the older man. Kreizler smiled back, but had to fight the tears that came to his eyes not to fall just yet.

-MN-

Hogan opened his eyes to find his love laying beside him. He smile to himself as he watched his love sleep. Hearing someone walk over toward him, and his love; he turned his head up. He saw his daughter walking toward them. Hogan moved to set up in bed. He swung his legs over to the edge of the bed and looked up at her. He saw that it looked like she had been crying.

"Snow honey? What is it?" He asked her as she walked to the side of her bed. Mary looked over then sat down on her bed facing her father. Mary smiled, and took his hands into hers.

"Papa I will always need you in my life. I will never leave you." Hogan smiled a large smile, but tears came to his eyes.

"I know honey, but your not a little girl anymore. I just worry that you will not come to me, and talk to me about things." Hogan lowered his eyes and had to add. "You tell everyone else on what was done to you, but you don't tell me…" Mary cut in by saying.

"Papa, I didn't tell you all that was done to me, because I know that you feel guilty. And telling you all of it would not make you feel better. I don't want you to break. If I was to tell you everything… well I don't think you, nor anyone would be able to handle all of it at once. But Papa… I don't want you to beat yourself up over something that you, nor I had control over. It is in the past now, and we can put it behind us and move on. We are here with each other now, and I will never leave you… I… I just fear that you will not want me later on… I mean Mama gave birth to me, and she… didn't want me." Hogan looked up at his daughter when she said this. Hogan moved closer to her now taking her hands into his.

"Snow, I will never stop loving you. Lizzie only cared about herself and money. She never wanted to be a mother, but deep down I had always wanted to be a father. And yes I do feel guilty for not helping you. I will for along time, but knowing that you don't blame me or hate me for it… I hate to say, but it does help me. I guess that is one of the things I was afraid of… was that you would hate me for it. That later down the road you would turn on me, and hate me. Then you would never want to see me, or hear from me ever again. But hearing that you want me in your life… does put my worries at ease. And I will never leave you, nor stop loving you." His tear dropped from his eyes onto his and his daughter's hands. He looked up to see tears falling from Mary's eyes; joining his on their hands as well. Hogan felt his heart drop; then watched a smile come to her face.

"I love you Papa." Hogan smiled wide when he heard this.

"I love you too my little Snow." Mary smiled then heard a noise from behind her. Realizing that it was her love she got up quickly to move beside him. Hogan smiled wide as he watched his daughter move so quickly to his best friend and her love. He raised his hands up, and wiped the tears away. 'I have never cried this much in my life; than in the past week and a half.' He thought to himself.

Newkirk opened his eyes to see snowy blue eyes looking at him. He smiled a weak smile at his love. Mary smiled at him then leaned down to kiss him on the lips. Hogan looked behind him when he too heard his love waking up. He moved his hand around, and shook his love. Klink opened his eyes slowly to see the dark chocolate eyes that he loved to look into; now looking down at him. He saw that his love had a large smile on his lips. Then he watched as his young love looked over toward his son and their daughter. He sat up quickly and got out of bed. He moved over to the other side of his son's bed, and knelt down. Mary broke the kiss to only kiss him again. Newkirk chuckled lightly at this. Once the second kiss broke he spoke in a low weak voice.

"Morning diamond heart." This caused all three to smile, but Mary smiled wider.

"Morning gold heart. How do you feel? Do you need pain med.." Mary asked him quickly.

"I'm alright for right now." Newkirk interrupted his love; knowing that she would ask him a million questions. 'She would ask me a million times if I was in pain if I didn't tell her right off hand.' He thought to himself with a smile on his lips. Mary smiled at him with a large smile.

"Do you want me to get you anything?" She asked him quickly. He was going to tell her no, but felt his throat dry, and the taste of blood in his mouth.

"Yeah, can you get me a glass of water please?" He asked her. Mary smiled at him and nodded her head. She got up quickly to get her love a glass of water. Newkirk smiled to himself at how fast she had gotten up. He looked over at the man who called him son, and noticed that Klink was kneeling beside him. His eyes then glanced over to Hogan who had walked behind the older man. His best friend smiled wide at him. He went to asked them something, but Mary was back before he could. His Vater, and his best friend smiled at his love, and at the fact that all of them knew that she was going to take good care of him.

"You know, I think that I will be babied until I am healed." Newkirk joked as Mary lifted the glass up to his lips; while she placed her hand under his head to help her love take a drink of water. Both Colonel's smiled at this, and nodded their heads. They both knew that Mary would baby Newkirk until, and after he was healed.

"Well it is my job to take care of you." She told him as she brought the glass down. Newkirk took two more drinks then told his love.

"Mary, I told you that you don't have too.."

"I know that. What I meant was that it is a job for a Gariad's place to take care of her Cariad." Newkirk smiled wider then ever when he heard his love speak in Welsh. Mary smiled wide when she saw her love smile wider. "Did you forget that I can speak Welsh?" She asked him. Newkirk shook his head.

"No I didn't… I just never thought that you would actually want to speak it." He said amazed that his love would speak a language that he had grown up speaking.

"When you said that your mother was Welsh; I had a feeling that you had grown up hearing it and speaking it. I just thought that it would make you happy if we both spoke it off and on. Like our own little language." This made Newkirk smile even wider. Mary saw this then leaned down, and kissed him on the lips. He raised his right hand up to place it on the back of her head. Once the kiss broke he told her.

"I would like that, but going back to the baby thing. You don't have to run yourself to death to help me, nor stay here when I am asleep… Snow my diamond heart, you can't take care of me by yourself. Please if you have too, let Vater, or Colonel Hogan help you out, or one of the guys." Mary smiled and nodded her head.

"Alright but…"

"No buts." Newkirk narrowed his eyes in a playful way. This cause Mary to lean in toward him with her eyes narrowed also in a playful way. Klink was happy to see that his son was actually feeling good enough to act like himself. Mary raised her finger up, and pointed at her love.

"Alright they can help." Newkirk tilted his head. 'I know there is a but in there somewhere.' He thought to himself. Then Mary added. "They can help when I am asleep." Newkirk closed his eyes. 'There it is.' He added in his mind.

"Hey your awake." They looked over at Carter who was standing at the doorway. Behind him was Kinch, LeBeau and Schultz. Carter walked over quickly and knelt down beside his friend. Klink stood up to stand beside his love.

"Hey your alright?" The youngest Sergeant asked him. Newkirk smiled at him.

"I'm fine Carter. I hurt a little bit…" Once this came out of his mouth; Mary looked down at him with worry in her eyes.

"What?!" Newkirk's eyes looked from Carter to his love when she spoke loudly.

"Mary, I hurt just a little. I don't need the pain medicine right now. I will here in about an hour or so." Still seeing the worry in her eyes he looked past them at Klink for help. Klink smiled and spoke up. Mary looked over at him when her Vater spoke.

"Peter will need the medicine soon, but not right now. It may not be a good idea to give it to him every time; just in case his body gets use to it." Mary sighed then looked back at her love. He could no longer see as much of the worry in her eyes now. They both looked over at Klink when he then spoke to Kinch.

"Did you radio General Butler?" He asked him. Hogan raised a brow at his love. His eyes glanced over toward Kinch when he answered him.

"Yes I did. He was shocked at what happened. He was trying so hard not to break down while I was talking to him. I say afterwards he cried. I told him yours and Carter's idea on sending the file to Hochstetter. Then I came up and told LeBeau and Carter what he and I talked about. He told me that the file was coming here to the camp, but he sent it to Gestapo HQ."

"Good, that way Hochstetter will see for himself that Mary was not lying about anything, and he will not take Robert, nor Mary to the Gestapo HQ." Klink looked over when he heard Hogan ask him.

"File? What file?" Kinch lowered his head, and told his Commanding Officer.

"There is a file on what was found in the house the Mary grew up in. Butler had told Newkirk some of it over the radio before all of this happened… and I listened in on it too." Kinch looked down at Mary who was looking at him. He walked over, and reached out his hand. Mary took his hand not knowing what he was going to do; then smiled when he pulled her up into a hug. Then she felt two other's join the hug.

"We are sorry for what all they did to you." Said Kinch as Mary felt Carter and LeBeau nod their heads. While they were hugging their little sister; Hogan looked over at his love with wide eyes. Klink laced their fingers together to show his love that he was there for him.

"Don't worry Robert. If that file comes here I will read it first. Then I can tell you about it if you want me too." He told him; then raised their hands up, and kissed his loves hand. Once her brother's ended the hug; Mary looked at them with a smile.

"Why do all of you smell like paint?" She asked them. They all smiled at her with wide smiles.

"Lady Mary." Mary looked from her brother's over to the older man that she saw as a uncle walking over to her. Schultz hugged her as well. She smiled wide, and hugged him back.

"It is alright. That will never happen again, and why dwell on the past. We are all here together; so I say we make the best of it." She told them as she ended the hug with her new uncle.

"Ja we should make the best of it." Schultz said with a smile. Newkirk smiled at his love when she talked about leaving the past in the past.

"Mary's right. What was done can't be undone. So they sent a file to Hochstetter? Wait you talked to Hochstetter?" He asked her. Mary walked over, and sat down on his bedside again.

"Yes I did. I told him pretty much everything that had happened to me, and why George came here. I told him what both Lizzie and George did to me. I told him about "my room" in the attic." She made finger quotes when she said this. "I think Vater you were more shocked than the Major or Grandfather Albert." All of the men there looked at Klink with raised brows.

"Yes I was. I never thought that your own mother would electrocute you."

"WHAT!?" Newkirk yelled out, and quickly sat up some. He hissed and grabbed his side out of the pain that he had just caused himself. Mary looked over, and placed a hand on top of his.

"Peter calm down. It is alright…"

"No it's not! That fuckin bitch electrocuted you!" Mary's eyes widen at the sound of his voice. Newkirk's eyes went from rage to worry within a flash. "Mary… I… I didn't mean to.." Mary smiled at him then started to giggle; that turned into a low laugh.

"Peter it's alright. I just didn't think that you would be ready to kick someone's ass so fast." When she had said this; it made Newkirk smile. His love helped him lay back down; then she told him while pointing a finger at him again.

"But I do hate to tell you… she is dead. So you will have to wait until you die an old… very old man, before you can tell her off. And you will be old old like really old, and in bed with me when you leave this world for the next… Hell we might go together. I mean if you are super old then I will not be no spring chicken." Newkirk smiled at his love, and tried to stop himself from laughing hard. As for everyone else; they all laughed hard at this. Hogan looked over at Klink who had stopped laughing long enough to say.

"Just like you." Hogan smiled at his love. After everyone had calmed down Newkirk asked his love.

"Are you sure that didn't almost send you into a flashback?" He asked her with worry in his voice. Mary shook her head no.

"Nope. I don't think I will have flashbacks of them two anymore. Well I hope not, but you never know." It was LeBeau that spoke up next to ask his little sister something that he had to know.

"You called your mother by her first name. Why?" Mary looked over at him and told him.

"The title of mother is something a woman earns. Just like a father earns that title. My father earned that title because he loves me, and will do anything to keep me safe. She only gave birth to me. The only half of a nice thing she ever done for me was getting me out of that house. And then I say half of a nice thing to do, because of her reasoning behind it. She knew that George would go after me hoping I would led him to Papa. She did actually tell me to go to the air base, and ask to be taken to my father. So I say she just thought that while George was hunting down Papa and I; then she would be with one of her other lover's. But it was kind of nice to see the shocked look on her face when George held the gun to her head. She asked him why before he killed her, and he told her that he was sick of her. The look she had was that of betrayal that he would actually say that to her. But she did get what was coming to her though." Nearly all of the men there were a little shocked at the cold tone in Mary's voice as she talked about her mother.

"She is right." They all looked over at Newkirk when he spoke next. "My mother and father were always gone. They didn't raise me… my sister did. I only call them that because there are some many in my family with the same names, so it's just easier to call them that. I raised myself after my sister got married and moved out. I raised my little brother, and there is a lot of times he calls me father. Our father would gets so angary at him for it. There has been many times that he has told both of them that they were not there for him, but I was. I was his father and his mother. I fed him, bathed him, taught him how to read and write. I raised him from a newborn up until I was drafted for the war… Klink… Wilhelm has been more of a father to me than my own. That is why I call him Vater." Kinch, Carter, and LeBeau as well as Schultz looked over at Klink. The older man smiled at them and nodded his head.

"It is true, and I call Newkirk my son. But Mary is right. Just because a couple have a child doesn't mean that they are it's loving parents." All looked over when Hogan spoke up now.

"My mother left me with my father who was a very cruel man. Long story short he tried to kill the woman who adopted me later on. But I… I did kill him though. I had to save her life and my own. My real mother left me, and my father didn't care for me. The two that should have been there for me… weren't. But the woman that I call my mother; a woman who took a ten year old in, and loves him and I know worries about me. She earned that title of mother, and I know when I tell her that she is a grandmother; she will be so damn happy… shocked that her grandchild is sixteen, but happy." Mary smiled wide at her father when he said this. They both smiled at each other until Hogan looked from his daughter to his friends standing there looking at him with shocked looks. Hogan smiled at them. It was Carter that spoke up next.

"Wow. It sounds like all of you have had a hard life in the beginning."

"True we have, but we can't let it get to any of us though." Mary spoke up causing all to look at her.

"No we can't; can we." Mary's snowy blue eyes glanced over to meet flaming blue ones of her love.

-MN-

An hour later all but Mary had left the sick bay. She had stayed behind to watch over her Huntsman. Her father's had went to get something to eat while her brother's had gone outside to do their scheduled morning exercises. Kreizler had came out of the back room, and looked over Newkirk. He told the young woman that her love could go to the house in a few days, but would have to stay in bed until he was healed. Newkirk was glad to hear this, and so was Mary. She had missed not being able to lay as close to her love as she wanted too. Kreizler had given Newkirk a shot for the pain; then left to get something to eat for himself as well. Mary was now sitting beside her love on his bed. She frowned some as she watched his eyes start to close, but was happy knowing that they would open again.

"How are you feeling?" She asked her Huntsman.

"Tired, but other than that pretty good. I am laying here looking at a gorgeous woman." He told her with half closed eyes. Mary smiled at him. She leaned down to kiss him on the lips. After she broke the kiss she told him.

"I will be right here while you sleep."

"No. You go and get something to eat, and find something to do. Kreizler will be here with me when he gets back." Newkirk saw that his love was about to tell him that she would stay here with him, but he added. "Mary you need to go and eat. I will be alright. Kreizler will be here with me, and will get you if something happens. Please go eat, and find something to do. How about you make a beautiful dress that I know only you can pull off." Mary smiled wide at this, and nodded her head. She watched as her loves eyes closed, and heard his heavy breathing start. Mary smiled to herself then looked up as Kreizler walked back into the room. He smiled at her then looked at her love. He knew that the young lady would stay with him until he woke up.

"You go eat. I will send one of the POW's or guard's to come and get you if something happens. Which I know that nothing will. He is healing quickly, but will still be weak for a few more days though." He told her with a smile. Mary nodded her head and got up. She walked to the doorway to only stop to look back at her sleeping love. With a sigh she walked out of the room. Mary walked outside of the building, and looked around the camp. She was not used to being by herself. 'I am so used to Peter or one of my fathers walking with me.' She thought to herself as her eyes looked around the camp. Mary felt herself get nervous at the thought of walking across the camp alone.

"Lady Mary." Mary looked over to see General Burkhalter walking toward her. Smiling wide as she greeted him.

"Hallo Großvater Albert. How are you today?" She asked him in a happy tone. The General smiled at her then told her.

"I am well. Danke for asking, and I am glad to see that you are in good spirits this morning." Mary smiled at him and nodded her head.

"I am, but… I would be much happier if I was in there with my gold heart. He is asleep again, and he told me to go eat; then find something to do while he was asleep. But I have to say that I don't know what I should do though." Burkhalter frowned then thought of something.

"Well meine liebe Enkelin what did you do before when you had nothing to do?" He asked her. Mary tilted her head some and thought.

"Well when I was left alone and I had nothing to do… I would cook and bake; or I would make some clothes for myself." She told him.

"Well then Enkelin… cook something for your sweetheart and your fathers." He told her. She smiled wide at him then thought of something.

"Can I cook for the POW's and the guard's too?" Burkhalter was taken aback by her question. He then smiled at her.

"I see nothing wrong with that as long as it is nothing too much. Maybe some sandwiches for everyone." Mary smiled wider; then quickly hugged him. Burkhalter smiled and hugged her back.

"Danke. And I can ask my father to help me hand all of the food out to everyone." She smiled wider at him then took off running toward the house. Burkhalter smiled then started to walk toward the house himself. He wanted to be there when the young lady saw what was done for her by her new brother's.

-MN-

In the house Klink and Hogan had saw what was done for their daughter, and was very happy that the guys had thought of her. Hogan was sitting on the bed looking down at the picture's of his daughters scars. He was about to eat when Dr. Kreizler had came to the house and had handed a folder to him. He then told both of them that Newkirk was healing very quickly. The doctor then left the house to find something to eat at the mess hall. Hogan couldn't eat knowing that these picture's were of his little girls scar's. He had gotten up from the table, and told his love that he wanted to be alone when he looked at them. Wiping a tear from his eye; Hogan looked at the last photo. He closed his eyes at the sight of the group of scars on his daughters inner thigh's. 'She did this to keep him from touching her. I let this happen to her… I am no better than Lizzie.' He thought to himself. The bedroom door opened and his love walked in. Klink looked down and saw his love now staring at the last photo. The older man sighed as he walked over to his love and sat down beside him. Klink took the photo from the younger man's hand, and sat it to the side.

"Robert, my little fox…you can't sit here and blame yourself any longer." Hogan sighed and knew that his love was right to a point, but that still didn't help him.

"Will, I feel so guilty about this. I am no better than Lizzie. Mary said that I have earned the title of father, but I haven't. I let this happen, because I was too damn afraid to be a father to her. Why is it when it comes to the military I know what to do and how to do it. But when it comes to my personal life I have no damn clue. I'm a idiot… just a fucking idiot." Klink watched his love lower his head. The tears fell from the younger man's eyes which caused the older man's heart to break. Klink slid closer and wrapped his arm around his loves shoulder.

"Robert, you know what to do in the military because it's easier. People say that being in the military is hard, but really it isn't. We are told what to do, or tell other's what to do. We think of every scenario that could happen, or will happen. But outside of this camp and the war; we don't have a clue. Everyday life is hard. All of us don't know what to do when something happens to us in everyday life. We are so use to someone telling us what to do, or how to handle it. I know that you feel guilty about all of this, but you are far better than this Lizzie. You have earned the title of father because you don't treat Mary the way they did. You love her, and will do whatever it takes to protect her. Hell Robert you almost broke your shoulder trying to get into the house, and with a gun shot wound to your shoulder. You got that bastard off of your daughter, and saved her from having her head busted open. There was just a little cut on her head, and yes all of that blood came from that little cut. But Mary loves you, and wants you in her life. She is strong, but she watched her father be strong for many years. You can't beat yourself up over this. You, nor Mary had no control over what happened in the past. Both of you are here now together; so make the best of it." Hogan looked over to his love when he said the last few lines.

"You were awake when Mary and I were talking weren't you?" He asked him. The older man grinned and nodded his head.

"Yes I was. You moved and that woke me up." Hogan smiled at his love when he said this. Then frowned at what the older man said next.

"Robert if you keep feeling guilty about this. Then you will not knowing it; push your daughter away. She is afraid that you will not love her and will leave her. I know that you wouldn't, but if you let this guilt get to you then you will do just that. Yes in your mind you are telling yourself that you are saving her from the pain of looking at you. That seeing you hurts her so much; that you will save her from that pain. But you are only hurting her by doing that, and by sitting here feeling guilty about something you have no control over. Do you think that Lizzie would have let you see Mary before?" He asked him. Hogan narrowed his brows and thought for a second.

"No she wouldn't have. She probably would have told me that I could see Mary if I paid her. I say that she would only let me be able to spend a few minutes with her." He told him the truth on what he knew wouldn't have happened. Klink laid his head on his loves shoulder.

"See Mary is better off with you… with all of us really." Hogan smiled at this. Klink lifted his head up, and Hogan turned his toward the bedroom door when they heard Burkhalter's voice.

-MN-

Mary ran up onto the porch to the house; then stopped before she opened the door. Her heart started to race on what she might find in the house. The smile that she had on her face was now gone, and was replace with a frown. Closing her eyes; she opened the door. Opening the door slowly; she was expecting to see the blood on the floor where she and her love had been, but she saw none of that. Walking more into the room she looked around with large eyes. There was no blood on the floor, but found clean hardwood floors with a large rug over the area. Her eyes glanced up at the wall where the bullet whole was suppose to be. There was no whole in the wall, and the wall was a different color than before. Looking around the room; she saw the sofa had been moved to the other wall, and there were two chairs near her where the sofa used to be. Then she remembered that her new brother's smelt like paint.

"They asked me last night if they could redo the room. They didn't want you to walk in and have a flashback." Mary smiled then turned around to look at the General.

"I will have to make them something special for this." She smiled wide. They both looked over at the door of the two Colonel's bedroom as it opened. Hogan and Klink walked out into the room. Mary saw that her father had been crying. She walked over to him and hugged him. Hogan smiled and hugged his daughter back.

"I love you Papa." She told him as she leaned back with a large smile on her lips. Hogan smiled then leaned down to kiss her on the forehead.

"I love you too Snow. But what are you doing here?" He asked her. Mary frowned a little then said.

"Peter asked me to eat something; then find something to do while he was asleep." Her frown turned into a smile when she added. "So I am going to make sandwiches for everyone in the camp." She told him. Klink looked over at Burkhalter with a raised brow.

"I told her that it was alright to do so." He said with a smile. Klink smiled then looked back at his daughter.

"I think that is a wunderbar thing to do." He told her with a smile. Mary smiled at her Vater then told him.

"I thought it would be a good thing to do. I have not been able to leave the house, or your office without one of you or Peter with me. So I thought it would be a good idea to introduce myself to everyone now." Hogan smiled wide at his daughter when she said this. He remembered back to the air base when someone new came there. Mary would walk up to them, and introduce herself to them. He had asked her once why she always did this, and she had told him that it was a nice thing to do. He smiled then and now.

"I think that is way over do." He told her. Mary glanced over at her father and smiled at him.

"Papa will you help me hand out the sandwiches to everyone?" She asked him. Hogan smiled at her and nodded his head. Mary smiled wide then turned to walk into the kitchen to start cooking. Hogan smiled at his love then walked to the kitchen to join his little Snow. Klink smiled as his love walked away, then looked over at the older man to speak to him.

"Danke for letting Hogan's men redo this room. I knew that if Mary would have walked in, and saw the blood everywhere; she would have had a flashback." Burkhalter nodded his head with a frown.

"They had asked me last night after I had told them what all Mary had talked about. I knew that they needed to know about it; to be able to help her just in case she did ever have a flashback around them." He told the slightly younger man. Klink nodded his head and knew that the General had a point. He was glad to walk into the house and see that everything was different. The walls were now painted baby blue instead of the sky blue that it was before. The floors were cleaned as if they were new. The large rug that took up most of the space was a beautiful Persian rug with a elegance red traditional golden scrolls vines on the inside, and a cream border that had gold vines with red flowers within it. The sofa had been moved to the other end of the room to where it was facing the front door. Where the sofa had been before there were now two cream colored fireside chairs with dark oak. He was happy to see that Hogan's friends saw Mary as their little sister. He knew that there would be times that she would not be able to talk to him or Hogan about somethings. 'When the war is over it will be hard on all of us to say goodbye.' He thought to himself. Then the thought of himself saying goodbye to his love, his daughter, and his son made his heart sink. 'I am not looking forward to that day.' He added in his mind. He was brought out of his thoughts when Burkhalter spoke to him.

"Why the long face Klink?" He asked him. The slightly younger man looked over at him.

"I was just thinking of the day that I will have to say goodbye to them." He told him in a heartbreaking voice. The General frowned at these words.

"Have you not told them that you will not be able to go with them?" He asked. Klink said nothing just shook his head slowly. Burkhalter was about to speak again when Mary walked out of the kitchen. She walked up to the man she saw as a second father.

"Vater would you like to come and help me and Papa?" She asked him. Klink smiled at her.

"I would love to come and help, but the guard's and POW's shouldn't know that I helped… Then they might not eat it." He told her with a smile. Mary giggled at this then took him by the hand, and led him into the kitchen. Burkhalter turned to leave when Mary ran back into the room, and grabbed him by the hand as well. He smiled as she led him into the kitchen.

Once everyone was in the kitchen; Mary turned and asked her Vater how many POW's and Guard's there were in the camp. Klink smiled and told her that there were eighty guard's, and one hundred POW's. Hogan had to hold in his laugh at the face she made.

"There is no way I could make that much bread, or have everything that I need to make all of that in that short of time." Klink smiled and told her.

"I will go and tell a few guard's to go to the mess hall, and bring everything that you would need here to the house." Mary smiled and nodded her head. Klink walked out of the room. He went and told three guard's what he needed them to do. The three men looked at him with raised brows. He sighed and told them that the young lady that they had seen walking to and from the house, and to his office was making sandwiches for everyone. The men smiled and told him that they would be more than happy to get everything that was needed. When the men walked off; Klink rolled his eyes at them. He walked back and told Mary that the guard's would be back with the food. While all sat at the table, and was waiting for the guard's to return with the food. Hogan looked over at his love, and had to ask him something that had been on his mind since the other day.

"Will? Have you really paid out of pocket to make sure that everyone in the camp has food?" Klink glanced over at his love. He sighed and told him the truth.

"Yes I have. The money that I was getting to by food for everyone here was cut more than half. I have one hundred and eighty people to feed here. There was no way that all of us could go without food for a month and a half… and at that time the camp was low on food. We only had enough for three more days at that time. Then the other three times; we were completely out of food. I had to do something, but now that is not a problem. The money has been restored to what it was when I had first came here; so no one will go hungry." They all looked over at Burkhalter when he spoke up.

"But I can't say the same for everyone around Hammelburg, and for the other places in Germany." Mary narrowed her brows at this news.

"What do you mean Großvater Albert?" She asked him in a sadden voice. Hogan looked over at his daughter with a raised brow.

"Well there is not a lot of food available to everyone in Germany. People are going hungry, and they are dying from no food. I was told that a young woman had stolen food from a store to be able to make her child some baby food. She was taken in by the Gestapo, and was killed for it." Hogan watched his daughter's eyes widen at this news.

"What happened to the child!?" Mary asked loudly with worry in her voice. Burkhalter lowered his head and told her the truth.

"The child died not too long after that. The child was very thin, and the doctor's had tried to help the poor thing, but it was too late for the child to get help." He looked up to see tears falling from Mary's eyes.

"That is horrible… that poor baby. I know what it is like to go without food, and the pain that you get from it." She closed her eyes then opened them when she felt the pain in her stomach. "Would it be alright if I made some food, and had it sent out to help those in need?" She asked. This took all of the men by surprise.

"What do you mean?" Burkhalter asked her in amazement that this young lady would want to help.

"I want to help them. I know what it is like to go without food, and there is no way I can be able to sleep at night knowing that other's are going to sleep hungry. Is there away that I can cook food that can be taken out to the people that need the help?" She asked him again. The German General raised both brows when she asked again.

"You want to make food, and send it out all over Germany, or as far as it will go?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head.

"But you are half British and half American, and you want to help those that you should hate?" He asked the question that Klink and Hogan both knew the answer too. Mary raised both brows and spoke the truth.

"Yes I do. Just because there is a war going on between our countries; doesn't mean I judge other's on what uniform they wear. Papa, nor Vater do that. They look past the uniforms, and see the person that is standing in front of them. Not everyone that wears the uniforms of your so called enemy; is your enemy. They could be a nice person; the only thing you have to do is get to know them. If you just see the uniform, and not the person; than you maybe missing out on getting to know someone that could be a true friend to you. They may be the one person that will save you, or may even kill to keep you safe. I will not lie to you. When I was back home; I had heard a lot of bad things about the German people, but I knew that not everyone in Germany was bad. There is bad and good no matter where you go. It is not right to hate, or to judge other's… Großvater Albert like I said, I know how it feels to be hungry for days on end. I know the pains that run from your stomach to your head. The pain is one thing, but what your body does next is another. Your body wanting for food will actually start to eat itself. Your stomach will swell out then sink back in. You get weak, and you start to see things. You can't move at all; the only thing you can do is lay there. I had the willpower to get up and to finally break out of my room. I crawled down the hallway, and down the stairs to be able to find me something to eat. But those out there may not be able to do that. I can't sleep at night now knowing that men, women, and children are going hungry. Please Großvater Albert, I want to help them. I can make food that will not go bad so fast. Vater can call different churches, and they can take it out to those that need it." Once again Burkhalter was impressed by this young woman. On the other hand when Mary had spoke about the pains of hunger; Hogan felt his heart drop. It was when Klink slid his hand over his; is when he felt somewhat better.

"Food is not the only thing that people need." Mary looked over toward her Vater.

"What do you mean?" She asked him.

"Well clothes, and shoes are getting hard to find too. Mostly for those that don't make enough money . They have to choose between food and clothing, and they always choose the food over clothes. If they work in the factories they don't get paid very much, and a lot of the fabrics to make clothing are being used for uniforms. And those that do sale clothing for nonmilitary charge so much for them; that only those that have a lot of money can buy them." He told her. Mary nodded her head. She then looked over at the older man and told him.

"I can make all kinds of food, and I can make clothes too. I have all the fabric that you were so nice to by me, and there is no way I can make clothes just for myself out of all of the fabric… I mean I will make me some clothes, but I do want to help. It is the right thing to do." Mary smiled at the General. Hogan smiled wide, and was very proud of his daughter at this moment. Burkhalter smiled and nodded his head.

"Alright, but don't work yourself to death to do so." He told her while pointing a finger at her. Mary smiled a sheepish smile at him and nodded her head.

"Okay." She said in a childlike voice that made the older man chuckle lightly. Mary looked over at her father when he spoke to her.

"I am so proud of you right now." He told her. She reached over, and placed her hand onto his. Hogan moved her hand upwards, and kissed her hand. Mary smiled at him; while her Vater smiled wide at the sight before his eyes.

Once the guard's had brought in everything that was to be needed to make the sandwiches; Mary quickly got to work. She would build the sandwiches; then she would hand them to her father who wrapped them up in plastic wrap. He then would hand them over to his love, and Burkhalter. They would placed the sandwiches in the baskets that the guard's had brought to carry all the food in. After the sandwiches were made for the Guard's and the POW's; Mary started to make her brother's their special sandwiches. She cooked the ground beef, and onions in a tomato sauce. Hogan walked over to the stove to see what she was cooking. He smiled wide as he saw what she was making. She grabbed the Worcestershire sauce, and some seasonings and added them into the mix. Once everything was cooked; she took some of the bread. Mary had spooned the mixture onto the bread. Mary giggled when her father placed his head on her shoulder. Without looking she handed her father a sandwich.

"Here you go Papa." He smiled wide as he took the sandwich and took a big bite out of it. Mary glanced over to see him place his sandwich down, and start to make another one. Smiling to herself; she knew that one was for her Vater. After the second was made; Hogan walked over with both sandwiches. He handed one to his love who gave him an odd look.

"What is that?" He asked him. The younger man smiled wide as he told him.

"It is called a sloppy joe." He told him. He couldn't help himself; he had to laugh at the look on the older man's face.

"A what?" He asked him again. Hogan smiled wider.

"It's a loose meat sandwich, and it's named a Sloppy Joe. It's really good." He said while moving the sandwich around in front of the older man's face. Klink rolled his eyes and took the sandwich. He took a small bite; then quickly glanced up at his love.

"Oh damn." He said. Hogan laughed as his love took another bite, but this one was much larger. Burkhalter smiled then looked over when he saw a hand move to the side of him. He smiled as Mary handed him one as well. He took the sandwich, and took a bite. He nodded is head and said.

"This is very good." He told her as Hogan took another bite out of his. He hummed loudly which made everyone look at him.

"Papa are you alright?" She asked him. Hogan looked over and nodded his head.

"Sweet mother that is good. This is the best one I have ever had. I know that the boys will love them." He told her; then took another bite. Mary smiled then looked down. Klink saw his daughter frown slightly.

"Tochter what is it?" He asked her. Mary looked up at him.

"I think I need to go and change… And maybe wash my hair real quick before we hand out the sandwiches." She told him.

"Yeah I think that is a good idea. Do you want me to help you wash your hair?" Her father asked her. Mary looked over at him with narrowed brows.

"How?" She asked.

"Well you can sit in the floor with your head over the tub, and I can wash your hair with a cup. You do have a few stitches in your head remember." He told her. He watched his daughter nod her head.

"Your right. I kind of have forgotten that." She said with a giggle. Hogan raised his brows at this.

"Why are you giggling?" He asked her. Mary looked up at her father with a sweet smile.

"This would be the first time that you will get to wash my hair." Hogan now narrowed his other brow while the other was still raised.

"What?" He asked as he finished his sandwich.

"Well every parent washes their child's hair when they are babies, and you never got to do that… So this will be your first time washing your little girls hair." His daughter said with a loving smile. Hogan smiled wide at this.

"Yeah it will be." He fought the tears back that came to his eyes.

"You can use that little blue tin cup that is in the cabinet to wash your little girls hair." Hogan smiled at his loves words. While he looked over at the older man; Mary got the tin cup out of the cabinet.

Mary walked toward her and her loves room with her father right behind her. They walked into the bathroom. Mary sat down the cup near the tub; while Hogan grabbed a towel. Mary started to take off her shirt, and Hogan noticed this. He was about to tell her no, but saw that she had on a shirt on underneath. She took the first shirt off; then knelt down next to the tub. Hogan moved and turned the water on. He grabbed the cup that Mary had placed on the floor near the tub. When Mary placed her head over the edge of the tub; it was then at this moment that Hogan noticed just how long her hair was. 'Wow her hair is very long.' He told himself. He knew that she had long hair, but seeing it like this he now knew just how long it was. He placed the cup under the water then moved to pour the water on her hair.

"Is that too hot?" He asked her.

"Nope, Papa that is just fine." Mary said in a happy tone. Hogan smiled as he began to wet the rest of his daughter's hair.

Once wet; he grabbed the shampoo and put some in his hand. He then softly began to wash her hair for her. Hogan smiled to himself as he felt the hair run threw his finger's. His daughter's hair felt like silk going threw his hands, and finger's. Hogan washed around the small cut that had a couple stitches in it. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt his little girl. Taking the cup that was filled with water; he poured it over her hair. Her wet hair looked like black silk blowing in the wind. As her father washed her hair; Mary had closed her eyes and was smiling wide. After her father washed the shampoo out; Mary noticed that he was still pouring the water over her head, and hair.

"Papa is there something wrong?" She asked him.

"Your hair feels like silk." He admitted to her. Mary smiled at her father's words. Then listened when he spoke to her again.

"I know that your hair is long, but I didn't know actually how long it was until now." He told her in amazement. Mary giggled as her father slowly poured the last cup of water over her head. He told her that she was done as he got up to get her the towel that he laid out for her. She took the towel from her father, and started to dry her hair softly. Mary stood up as she continued to dry her hair. Hogan walked out of the room, and over to the dresser. He grabbed her hair brush that was laying on the dresser, and walked to the bathroom doorframe.

"You want me to brush your hair out for you?" He asked.

"Yes please. You know where the cut is at, and I don't want to run the brush over it." She told him. Her father told her to go, and sit on the bed; that it would be much easier to brush her hair out if they both were sitting down. Mary walked over to the bed and sat down. She smiled to herself as her father started to brush her hair softly so not to hurt her. As he ran the brush threw his daughter's hair he smiled to himself. 'Wow… her hair is so beautiful. It kind of reminds me of my mom's hair in away.' He thought to himself. Mary sat there with a large smile on her face. She had never thought of this dream coming true. Closing her eyes she remembered her dreams of her father brushing her hair, and telling her that it was so beautiful. It was when her father spoke that brought her out of her thoughts.

"You know Snow if you want to cut some of your hair off; you can." He told her. She opened her eyes as her smiled turned into a frown.

"You mean that you don't like my long hair?" She asked him.

"No I do. It's just that; I thought that it would be easier on your head if you cut some of it off. Having a lot of hair can cause some women to have headaches. You don't have to cut it all off, but if you want too you can. It's your hair after all." He told her with a smile. Turning her head to look at him; she asked.

"You wouldn't be mad at me if I did cut a few inches off?" For a split second Mary could hear her mother and George screaming at her to never ask that ever again. It was when she heard her father's voice is what made the two other voice's fade away.

"No Snow, it's your hair. If you want to cut a few inches off; then you can. Hell you can cut up to your ears if you want too. I don't care." She giggled when her father touched her ear with his finger.

"I would like to cut a few inches off, but I do like my long hair though." She said as her father laid the brush to the side. Hogan hugged his daughter from behind as he told her.

"Well I'm sure that you and Hilda can go into town one day, and get it cut. I would say go to LeBeau or Carter, but there is a good chance that they will cut off an ear." Mary giggled at this.

"Papa that is mean." She told him with a smile. Hogan smiled as he hugged her tighter.

"No that's the truth. They both have cut my hair before, and both have nicked me." He chuckled at this. Mary leaned back into her father's arms and smiled.

"Well if you want me too; I can cut your hair from now on?" She asked him. Hogan smiled at her words and told her.

"I would love that… Just don't cut off my ear." Mary laughed lightly at her father's little joke. After a few minutes Mary told him that she was going to change clothes; then they could handout the sandwiches. With one last hug, and a smile; Hogan left the room.

After her father had left the room; Mary got off of the bed and walked over to the closet. She opened the door and looked for that one dress she had in mind. Once she found it; she pulled out the dress. Smiling to herself she put it on. Afterwards she walked out into the living room. Her father looked over at her and smiled a large smile. Mary was wearing the green dress that his best friend, and her love had made her. The two German men who were now sitting in the two chairs; saw the dress that she was wearing and smiled as well.

"Ready Papa?" She asked him. Hogan smiled and nodded his head. Father and daughter walked toward the door. Mary smiled when she saw the baskets sitting at the door. She looked back, and saw her Vater walking toward them. Mary knew that both of the German men had carried the baskets to the door for her. She smiled at him; then leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. Klink smiled as his daughter leaned back down. He walked over and opened the door for the both of them. Hogan winked at his love as he walked by him. He smiled as his love did the same to him back.

Klink walked out onto the porch. He watched his love and his daughter walked down the steps with the baskets in both hands. Father and daughter walked up to the first group of guard's. The men looked at the young American Colonel and the young woman who they all had seen, but had never met until now. With raised brows; they saw the young woman raise up her hand to shake theirs. Each one shook her hand; as Mary told them her name. Klink smiled when he saw the men smile back at her, and had shook his daughter's hand. Every man in this first group told her their names, and rank. After a little small talk with the guard's; Mary handed them their sandwiches with a large sweet smile on her face. They all smiled and took the sandwiches, and thanked her. Burkhalter had walked out of the house as well. He watched as father and daughter walked up to the next group of guard's. He smiled wide as the men took the sandwiches, and thanked his new granddaughter. 'This young lady is a blessing to all she meets.' He thought to himself.

-MN-

Major Hochstetter and Captain Ritter got into the car that was waiting on them. The young Captain sat the briefcase at his feet. He was shocked that the Major not only had came in late, but wanted to go back to Stalag 13. As the driver drove them toward the camp he thought back on the night that he had. When he had gotten to his home, and had shut the door; he had actually broke down crying. He cried for many hours as the thing's that he had read, and had seen came back to his mind. The things that was done to this Mary was something that he himself couldn't handle. He looked out the window of the car, and tried to push the images from his mind once again. His eyes had dark circle's around them already, and he didn't want to break in front of the Major.

"What is the matter Captain?" Hochstetter asked the young man to his left. Ritter looked over at the man, and told him the truth.

"I know that you will say that I am weak, but when I had gotten home last night; I had broken down into tears. Everything that I read, and had seen… just kept coming back to my mind." Hochstetter nodded his head slightly.

"It is alright to break down once and awhile." He told him as he looked back on the night he himself had. He too had went home and had broke down again. He was fine for awhile until he went to bed. When he had closed his eyes; he could see this young woman being in pain. He had even had nightmares of this girl being beaten in front of him, and he was not able to help her. The car pulled up to the gate to the camp; then went threw.

The driver parked the car in front of the Kommandantur. Ritter grabbed the briefcase, and got out. Hochstetter opened his door as well, and got out of the car. He looked over at Barracks 2, and saw Hogan and the young woman standing there with the three men that were always around Hogan. His eyes looked over the green dress that the young woman was wearing. 'The dress looks beautiful on her.' The Major thought to himself. Ritter smiled wide; when he too saw this Mary in the beautiful dress. The two men watched the young woman give the three men who she called her brother's what looked like to be sandwiches. Ritter smiled to himself again at this sweet woman's kindness. Hochstetter's eyes went from this Mary to Hogan who was looking at him with a worried, but strong look.

"Major what are you doing here?" Hochstetter looked over when he heard the General's voice.

"Herr General I came here to check if everyone had calmed down. I know that everyone had a hard day yesterday, and I wanted to see if everything was alright." He told half of the truth. Burkhalter narrowed his eyes at the man in disbelief.

"Oh really? Are your sure that you are not here to take Hogan and Lady Mary?" He asked him. Hochsetter shook his head, and in a calm but low voice said.

"No I am not." Ritter watched the General raise a brow at this. 'He is as shocked as I am.' He thought to himself.

"Well then if you want to talk to Colonel Klink; he is in the sick bay. He went there not too long ago to check on Corporal Newkirk. Lady Mary and Colonel Hogan are making there way there now." He told them. Hochstetter turned his head, and watched father and daughter walk toward the sick bay. He looked over at the young Captain when he spoke.

"How are they doing?" The older man smiled at the young Captain.

"They are doing well as they can be. Lady Mary is having a hard time though. She only wants to be by her loves side, but he did tell her to go and eat something. Then she made everyone in the camp sandwiches. She wanted to introduce herself to everyone." Burkhalter said with a large smile, then it turned into a frown.

"Now that I think of it… Lady Mary still has not eaten yet. I will have to tell her to eat something." He said mostly to himself; while looking down at the ground. Hochstetter couldn't help himself he had to ask.

"And what makes you think that she will do as you say?" Burkhalter looked up from the ground, and told the Major in a strong voice.

"She calls me her Grandfather; so I don't think that she would tell me no if I ask her nicely." The older man said with a smile. This in return made two smiles appear; one that was seen, and the other was not.

-MN-

Father and Daughter walked into the sick bay. Hogan smiled wide as his daughter quickly made her way to the room that his best friend and her love was in. Opening the door Mary made her way to her loves bed. Klink walked out of the room that Kreizler had been in earlier. His eyes spotted his daughter sitting on his son's bed. He smiled as his eyes now landed on his love walking into the room. Hogan walked up to him, and gave him a quick kiss. Hogan then told his love who was here. Klink turned his head away, and looked at the ground.

"So it didn't work." He said in a low voice. He had hoped that Hochstetter would leave them alone, but there was no luck in that it looked like. Both looked over at the door when it opened. The Major walked over toward them. Walking beside Hochstetter was a young man that looked to be an inch taller than himself and his love. Both Colonel's narrowed their brows, and eyes at the Major who now stood in front of them. The two Gestapo men looked over toward their daughter; then back at them. Hogan's eyes glanced over to his daughter to meet her snowy blue eyes. Within her eyes was that of worry; then her eyes widen as she quickly looked over to her love to see if he was awake. It was when Hochstetter said his name is when Hogan looked over at him.

"Colonel Hogan. I am here to… to check on your daughter, and as well as you." Both Hogan and Klink raised a brow at this. They had a feeling that this was a lie.

"Oh really? And why would you care about myself let alone my daughter?" He asked him. Hochstetter frowned as he looked down at the ground. 'I know that this will take awhile for him to believe; that I am actually here to make sure that both of them are alright.' Hochstetter told himself. With a sigh he then told the younger man who was standing in front of him.

"I am here to make sure that all of you are doing well. Last night a underground agent gave Captain Ritter a folder on what was found in the house. Both he and I read the file. I had to come here today, and make sure that both of you were alright."

"You both read it?" Hochstetter snapped his head to the side of him to find whiteish blue eyes looking into his. Mary had gotten up when she saw that her love was not awake yet. When she had heard that both of these men had read the file on what was found in the house that she had grew up in; her heart had sank. Hochstetter saw in the young woman's eyes was that of worry and sadness.

"Yes we did." Mary's eyes shifted to the young man beside the Major. The young man had medium honey brown hair, and was an inch taller than both of her fathers. His golden amber eyes shined with sadness. Mary frowned and moved toward the Captain. She opened her arms out and hugged him. This caught Ritter off guard. Once Mary ended the hug; she turned toward Hochstetter. He saw the sadness in her eyes that pained him to see it. Mary moved her arms out, and quickly hugged him tightly. It was what she said that made the Major's eyes widen.

"I am so sorry that both of you had to read all of that. I am truly sorry." Hogan saw something that he never thought that he would see in his life. Tears formed within the Major's eyes. Hochstetter slowly moved his arms up, and hugged the young woman. Closing his eyes; a tear of his fell upon her small shoulder. The Major hugged this sweet girl tighter as he spoke to her.

"All that was done to you for many years; the pain… everything, and you are sorry for us for reading about it?" He asked her. Mary moved out of the tight hug, and saw another tear fall onto the Major's cheek. Smiling at him as she reached up to wiped the tear away; she spoke to him in a sweet, but yet in a noble voice.

"Yes I am. Both of you shouldn't have read all of that at once. I am sorry that you both had to read that. But I don't want either one of you to feel sorry for me, nor to pity me. It was in the past, and it will never happen again." Hochstetter watched this noble young lady turn her head to the side as Ritter spoke up. All could see that he was almost in tears.

"How can you just say that? What they did to you is unspeakable, and… and you are acting like none of it ever happened." Mary smiled at him; then took both of the Gestapo men's hands into hers. She smiled at both of them, and told them something that she had always lived by.

"When I was five years old I read a book that was in Chinese. In that book there were three quotes that I wanted to live by. The first is, Everything that happened yesterday is now history; things that will happen tomorrow will be a mystery, but what happens today is a wondrous gift… that is why we all call it the present. The second one is, look for something positive in each situation, even if you have to look a little harder than usual. Then the last one; is one that I mostly try to live by… Forget injuries, but never forget kindness. What happened to me yesterday, or five years ago; is now history. I will not let them two get the best of me. What they did was their sin, not mine. I don't want to be the type of person that lives in the past. I want to be the type of person that lives in the here and now. Like I said before… sweet Major; I wanted nothing more than to be with my father, and now I am… so I am happy now. I have a handsome Huntsman that loves me for all of me. I have a second father that loves me like his own." When Mary said this she looked over at Klink who smiled wide at her. Mary looked back at the two men who's hands she was still holding.

"I have three new brother's, a new sweet uncle, and a kind new grandfather in General Burkhalter. I have the family that I always wanted, but I can always have more in the family." Mary smiled at both of the men in front of her. "I will not let them two get to me anymore; not in life, or in my dreams." Hochstetter watched this young woman smile the biggest smile that he had yet to see her to smile. This caused all the men there to smile a smile as well.

"Well I am glad to see that you can smile now." Hochstetter said smiling himself. They all looked over at Klink when he now spoke up next.

"Shall we all go into this room behind me, that way we don't wake Newkirk up."

"Yes I would hate for my gold heart to be woken up." Mary said in a low voice.

The men and the young lady followed the older Colonel to the room that was behind him. When they walked in Mary saw Kreizler sitting at the desk looking at what she knew to be the photo's of her scars. He looked up when all of them walked in. He stood up, and nodded his head at the two Gestapo men. The two Colonel's, and the sweet young lady walked in with the two men. Klink asked his old friend to help him get some more chairs for everyone. The German doctor stood up to help his friend. Once everyone had a chair; they all sat down. Hogan sat between his love and his daughter; while Kreizler was still behind the desk. Hochstetter was beside Mary, and Ritter was beside him.

"So gentlemen, what did you want to talk about?" Klink asked. Hochstetter went to speak, but saw Hogan narrow his eyes at him.

"Well… like I said; I had to come here to see how everyone was doing, and to make sure that Mary was doing alright." Hogan raised a brow again at this, but still had both of his eyes narrowed. Mary looked over toward her father, and saw the look that he was giving the Major. She slid her hand over onto his. Hogan looked over at her.

"Well danke Herr Major for thinking of us." She said as she looked back over at the two men.

"But I did come here to give you something Fräulein Mary." Mary tilted her head at this; while Hogan stiffen up. Hochstetter moved his hand back into his coat pocket, and pulled something out. The young woman and her father's looked at the red bag that was in the Major's hand.

"What is it?" Mary asked looking at the bag.

"It was given to me with the folder last night." Ritter spoke up.

"Yes, and I wanted to give it back to you." Hochstetter said as he handed the bag to her. Mary took the bag and opened it. She reached inside, and touched what was in the bag. Hogan's eyes widen when he saw his daughter's eyes widen at what she felt in the bag. Mary pulled out her hand, and what was inside of the bag. Tears started to come to her eyes when she opened her hand. What was in her hand now was her silver rosary. Quickly placing her left hand over her mouth so not to let the loud sob out; she looked up at the two men to the side of her.

"Thank you… oh thank you for bringing it back to me. I was afraid that I would never see it again." As she said this she lifted her hand up to her chest, and pressed her hand harder on her mouth. She cried hard as she held the only belonging that she really had that was hers. Hogan smiled as he moved closer to her.

"Snow what is it?" He asked her not seeing what it was before.

"It… it's my rosary. This is the only thing that really belongs to me. I always hid it in the wall; so that they wouldn't find it. How… how did they find it?" She asked. Ritter spoke up again.

"I don't know how they found it. There was nothing in the papers that talked about it." Hogan and Klink looked up at the younger man when he said this.

"Paper's?" Klink asked looking at the young Captain.

"Yes I have the folder right here; if you want to look at it Herr Oberst." Ritter moved the briefcase he had with him over. He opened it, and took out the file. As he was handing the folder to her Vater; Mary spoke up quickly.

"Please Vater don't read it. I can't let anyone else read all of that again." She begged him. Klink smiled at her then told her.

"Little Snow, I have to read this. There may come a time that I will have to know what is inside. Beside knowing what is in this folder may help myself, and Kreizler to be able to help you more." He said and went to open the file. Mary's eyes saw her father lean over to look inside of the folder as well.

"No!" She almost yelled out. Both stopped what they were doing to look at her. Kreizler narrowed his eyes.

"Mary why don't you want them to look at the file?" He asked her. Mary looked behind her and told him in a low voice.

"I don't want Vater, or mostly Papa to see or read all of it. I feel bad enough that Herr Major, and Herr Captain read it." She told him.

"Mary do you not want them to read, or see it because, your afraid that they will look at you differently?" He asked her. Mary lowered her head then nodded it. Hogan reached over, and took his daughter's hands.

"Snow don't worry about that. Klink told me what all you told Hochstetter… I know about it. I was not going to look at the pictures; just read what is wrote down on these paper's is all."

"Colonel Hogan, I think that is one group of photos that you need to look at, and read. They are on top. Those photo's were taken of a book that her mother had wrote in. I think that you do need to read those, and afterwards… I would like to speak to you alone about them." Hochstetter cut in. Hogan narrowed his eyes again at the man.

"Papa please don't look at the photo's." Mary begged him causing him to look over at her. He smiled at her then said.

"Alright I won't. I will just look, and read the photo's that Hochstetter asked me to read. But Will has too look at everything else though." He told her. Hochstetter raised a brow when Hogan called Klink this. His eyes then shifted to the folder being opened. Klink looked at the first group of photo's of this book. His eyes widen as he read each page. Once he was done reading a page he would hand it to the younger Colonel. Hogan read each page with wide eyes, and an opened mouth. Mary sat there with her head down. The Major looked down at her hands, and saw her rubbing the cross. He looked over to Ritter, and leaned over to him. In a low voice he whispered to him.

"Captain could you take Fräulein Mary outside, or to the next room please." Ritter nodded his head and stood up.

"Fräulein Mary. Would you like to take a walk with me outside to get some fresh air?" Ritter felt his heart race when Mary looked up at him with her whiteish blue eyes. She then looked over at her father, and asked him.

"Papa would that be alright?" She asked him. Hogan said nothing just nodded his head as he looked away from the last photo. Mary stood up and walked out of the room while her father sat the last photo to the side. Once his daughter was out of the room; Hogan looked up at Hochstetter. The slightly older man sat there with his head down, and eyes closed. After Hogan had read the last paper that his love had handed him; he sighed heavily. Kreizler's eyes went from one man to the other. He then stood up and walked over to his old friend. Klink looked up when he handed him a new folder.

"What is this?" He asked unsure if he wanted to open it or not.

"This one has the pictures of her scars. I had copies made of them." He said to the older Colonel. Hogan looked up when he heard the German doctor talk about his daughter's scars.

"I can't look at them again." Kreizler nodded his head, and handed them over to Hochstetter.

"Can… Can you see… her face in them, or are they just of her scars?" He asked him. Hochstetter looked over at Hogan when he heard him speak in a sadden voice.

"No… it's just her scars." The Major nodded his head. He didn't think that he could stand to see this sweet girl's face in anymore painful photo's. As Hochstetter looked at the photo's; Klink looked at the photo's of what was found in the house. Hogan couldn't help himself he had to look at them. Hogan looked at every photo with wide eyes. He couldn't believe that the woman that he fell so hard for would have done this to their child. When he saw the pictures of himself that George had taken; he was shocked at them. 'I never even knew that he was there.' He told himself. All three men looked at two different sets of photo's with nearly all the same emotion. It was only Hogan that felt the pain of guilt grew within him. He then heard his daughter's voice in his mind. 'Papa I didn't tell you all that was done to me, because I know that you feel guilty. And telling you all of it would not make you feel better. I don't want you to break. Papa, I don't want you to beat yourself up over something that you, nor I had control over. It is in the past now, and we can put it behind us and move on.' He nodded his head slightly at her words in his mind. 'Yes we can move forward now, and all of us together.' He told himself.

-MN-

Outside Mary held her rosary to her chest. She didn't want her father to see the photo's, or to read the paper's. She didn't want him to feel guilty anymore. Ritter stood beside the young crying woman. He turned his head to look over the camp. He then noticed that all eyes were on the both of them. 'Are they all watching me to see if I am going to hurt her, or do something to her?' He asked himself. He looked over when he heard the young woman beside him let out a low sob. Ritter moved closer to her, and wrapped his arm around her. He pulled her into a half hug as she started to cry a little harder.

"Fräulein please don't cry. I know that you don't want them to read or look at the photo's, but they love you and want to know how to help you from now on." He told her. Mary looked up at him again while a tear ran down her cheek. Ritter's breath caught in his throat. Without thinking he raised his hand up, and wiped the tears away. "Please don't cry." He said to her again this time with sadness in his voice.

"I am sorry… Papa felt so guilty before, and now I don't want him to feel even more guilt. I am afraid that he will push himself away from me. But in his mind he is saving me from looking at him,… or he will try to take his life. I don't want any of that to happen." Mary closed her eyes and lowered her head as fresh tears fell. Ritter without thinking wrapped his arms around her again. He lowered his head and spoke to her in a heartbreaking voice.

"I'm sorry Fräulein, I really am." His heart raced as he felt her arms wrap around him tightening the hug.

-MN-

Inside the sick bay; Hogan had gotten up and left the room. He couldn't look at anymore of the pictures of what was found in the house. He walked out into the waiting room, and sat down. He needed to be alone for awhile. Meanwhile Klink wanted to follow his love, but couldn't because of Hochstetter. The Major got up after a few minutes, and followed Hogan out to the waiting room. He walked into the doorway of the room, and saw Hogan sitting there with hot tears flowing down his cheeks. The young man lifted his head when he heard someone at the doorway. Once he saw that it was the Major, and not his love; he quickly turned his head away, and wiped his cheeks. Hochstetter walked into the room, and sat down beside of the young Colonel.

"I don't blame you for crying. I cried nearly all of last night, and before that an hour in my office." Hogan looked over at the man with wide eyes. He then narrowed his eyes at the man. Something just didn't add up to him.

"You mean to tell me that you cried because of what you read, and saw what was done to my daughter?" He asked him.

"Yes I did." The slightly older man didn't look at the younger.

"Why?... You, and the Gestapo do all of that to whoever is in your cells." Hochstetter narrowed his brows, and looked over at the man.

"What do you mean that the Gestapo does the same thing?" He asked him. Hogan scoffed at the man's question, then told him.

"I had been beaten, and almost had the same done to me when I was first brought there. It was before you got there, but the man before… didn't waste time in beating me. He waterboarded me, beat me, and he was about to strip me of my dignity as he put it." Hochstetter's eyes widen at this news. Hogan shook his head at the man so called shocked look.

"Oh yeah. He was going to rape me until I told him why I was in Germany. I told him the same that I have told you many times; is that I was shot down, and I am just a prisoner here nothing more. He didn't believe me… like you. He was about too, but one of the men ran in and told him that I was to be brought here." Hogan took a long pause to let the Major who hated him so much take that in. After a few moments he spoke again.

"How can you sit here, and tell me that what you read, and the pictures that you saw… scared you in away. When at your headquarters right now is some poor man, or woman being beaten or raped. I know that you and other's in your line of work will do anything to get these people to talk. You, yourself have told me that what you would do to me to get me to talk. That you have ways to get anyone to talk. I have talked to some of the men that were lucky to make it out of Gestapo headquarters; they all told me, and everyone what was done to them. There had been many times that they said that they were electrocuted, beaten, and was starved of food and water… And this was under your command too… So Hochstetter I don't believe you at all. That after you reading, and looking at all of those photo's; that all of a sudden you have seen the light… Until you change how things are done at your headquarters, and how you go about doing things… Don't you dare come to me, and tell me that what you read and saw hurt you." When Hochstetter didn't yell at him for saying what he had said; Hogan knew that he had gotten threw to the man. The Major looked away, and thought about what the young Colonel had told him. It was true; at Gestapo headquarters those things were being done to men and women. They were spy's, or were thought to be. When the younger man spoke again is when Hochstetter slightly moved his head toward him.

"Now what was it that you wanted to talk to me alone about?" He asked him in a hateful voice. In a calm voice Hochstetter told him.

"I wanted to ask you; if you could set up a meeting with an underground agent for just myself to talk to them. It would be just myself, and no one else." Hogan narrowed one brow, and raised the other one.

"And how would I do that? I am not a spy, or part of the underground. And why would I do that?" He lied, and asked him. Hochstetter sighed then said.

"If you are or not; you know who in this camp is. I would want to talk to them about finding out your daughter's inheritance, and to make sure that she gets it. Someone in her mother's family, or her step father's family may try to claim it. She has been threw so much that I thought that she would want to know, and to claim it herself. I will take you with me if you want too… hell you can hold me at gun point if you want." Now Hogan had both brows raised at this. 'He wants to help her?!' He asked himself.

"You want to help my daughter get her inheritance?" He finally asked out loud. The slightly older man nodded his head.

"Yes I do…I do have a heart Hogan; no matter what has happened in the past between us… I do want to help her. You read what her mother did and said to her. She was hoping that your sweet girl would die so that she could get her money. She did all of that to her to get back at you… That is wrong for a mother to do that to her own child." Hogan looked away from the man, and to the wall. He couldn't believe that this man; this man who hates him so much would want to help his daughter. A man that if had been given a chance in the past would have beaten him to an inch to his death; is now wanting to help his child. Hogan tilted his head, and thought to himself. 'He may be actually wanting to help, but I don't know.' A plan came to mind, and he turned his head back to the Major who was looking at him with a raised brow.

"Alright I may be able to do that… but you have to do something to show me that you mean what you say." Hochstetter narrowed one brow at this.

"Alright. What do you have in mind?" He asked him.

"You go back to Gestapo headquarters, and stop how they handle things. No more beating someone, or doing other god knows what to them. You stop all of that… then, and only then I will ask around."

"It will be done." Hochstetter didn't waste time in saying this. The younger Colonel's mouth dropped, and his eyes widen at this. He had not expected for the Major to actually agree on this. Hogan nodded his head then spoke again.

"Okay, but I want proof that you have done this. I want to either see it with my own eyes, or Klink can go and see." The slightly older man nodded his head at the younger man's terms.

-MN-

Mary walked up to the VIP Quarters to get some fabric. She wanted to make her love something that she had in her mind for awhile now. Major Hochstetter and the young Captain had left the camp a few hours ago. Her Vater was in his office, and her father had went to tell his friend's, and her brother's on what he and the Major had talked about. When she had walked into the small house; she found General Burkhalter sitting at the table. She knew that he was about ready to eat dinner when she had walked in. Mary smiled to herself when the sweet older man looked up at her.

"Mein Liebe Enkelin what are you doing here?" He asked her. Mary smiled at him.

"I am here to get some of the fabric that Vater had stored here. It is in the back bedroom and I wanted to make my gold heart, and Papa something special." She told him with a large smile. Burkhalter smiled at her; then frowned.

"Have you ate anything today?" He asked her.

"No I am not that hungry." She said to the man she saw as a Grandfather. Burkhalter stood up from the table, and told her in a sweet but strong voice.

"Young Lady, you will not leave this house until you have ate something." The older man saw that Mary was going to say no, but then he added. "Your sweetheart had asked you to eat something. He will not be too happy if you didn't do as he asked you too. You can't take care of him, or anyone if you are too weak from hunger to do so." Mary sighed, and sat down to eat dinner with her new Grandfather. She knew that he was right, but she still didn't want to stay too long. The only thing in this moment that she wanted; was to be there for her love when he woke up. Burkhalter smiled and sat down. A guard brought out the food. When they were half way threw eating dinner; Burkhalter asked Mary something that he hoped would give him an idea on what to get her for her birthday.

"Tell me, mein liebe Enklin what is one of the things that you have always wanted to do?" Mary sat her glass down.

"What do you mean?" She asked the older man.

"Well have you ever wanted to take dancing lessons?" Burkhalter watched the young woman.

"Oh yes I would love too, but the one thing that I have always wanted to do was to go horseback riding. I would love to get up, and ride a beautiful horse in the meadows. I would love to go horseback riding with Peter, and my two father's." She said with a large smile.

"Does your sweetheart know how to ride a horse?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head as she took a bite of her food.

"Yes he does. He traveled around with the circus when he was younger, and he did pretty much everything there." She told him with a hand over her mouth. Burkhalter smiled and took a bite of his food; then looked up at her when she spoke again.

"But I don't know if Papa knows how to ride or not? Let alone Vater?" Mary glanced over at her Grandfather when he told her.

"Klink does know how to ride. He is a master horseman. That is why he carries the riding crop around with him. It is an old German tradition to carry something around with you that you have mastered. Klink carries a riding crop because he is a master horseman that has won many awards, and even more trophies. Just like how I carry a small sword with me. I was once a master swordsman." The General stopped talking when he saw Mary's eyes widen with shock and happiness.

"Really!? You both are masters at those things? That is amazing!" The older man smiled wide at the young woman's words.

"Yes we are." He told her with a chuckle.

"Well if I do go horseback riding; I would love for Vater to come with me. I'm sure that he has not been riding in along time." Burkhalter smiled at his sweet granddaughter. 'Even when she is trying to be selfish; she can't be.' He thought to himself.

After they had ate; General Burkhalter helped her carry all that she needed to make her love, and her father their special gifts. Mary had been shocked when her new Grandfather told her to make something for herself as well. At first she told him that she would later, but changed her mind when he narrowed his eyes at her. So now Mary was in the sick bay beside her loves bed. She looked down at the clothing that she was sewing. Smiling to herself as she wondered what her Huntsman would think of his new coat that she was making him. As she sewed; her mind began to wander. The thought of the both of them being together again in bed made her smile. Then before her eyes came the image of her love dressed all in black, and herself all in white. A larger smile came to her lips when she could see the both of them dancing, and everyone that she loves around them. Then the next image was of them in their house together with their children running in the garden playing. Her smile grew when before her eyes she saw her father's playing with them.

"What are you thinking about?" Mary looked up and over to find blue flamed eyes looking at her. She sat the clothing to the side, and moved closer to her love. Mary leaned down and kissed her love on the lips, which caused him to smile in the kiss. After the kiss broke Newkirk smiled at his love.

"What have you been doing while I was asleep?" He asked her. Mary smiled and told him.

"Well, I made everyone in the camp sandwiches, and I got to introduce myself to everyone in the camp. All of the guard's are very nice, and the POW's are too. Oh and I am going to be cooking and baking food to give to the churches to send out to those that need it. And I am going to be making clothes too." As his love talked he couldn't help himself; he had to smile at how excited she was talking about what all she had done, and was going to do.

"Well it sounds like you had a good day." He said with a smile. Mary nodded her head then asked him.

"Would you like to help me make the food and clothes?" Newkirk raised a brow at this. He smiled wider as his love looked at him with a happy smile.

"I would. It would give me something to do, and it is also the right thing to do." He told her. Mary's eyes widen with happiness as did her smile. Newkirk then saw his love's smile fall some. "Mary what is it?" He asked her.

"I didn't ask you how your are feeling, or if you wanted something to drink." She said with a frown. "Would you like me to get you something to drink?" She asked him. Newkirk smiled and nodded his head, but told her before she got up.

"Snow it's okay. Don't feel bad about not asking me. You are excited about what all has happened, and what you are going to be doing. It is alright to be a little selfish at times." He told her with a smile. Mary lowered her head and told him the truth.

"No I should have asked you. You are hurt because of me. I should have asked you when you woke up." Newkirk saw the tears fall from her eyes. He sighed and told her in a loving voice.

"Mary, my diamond heart. I asked you what all you did today, and you told me. Please don't beat yourself up over something this small. I love you no matter if you would have asked me how I was feeling; when I woke up, or an hour from now." His eyes watched the relief leave her watering snowy blue eyes. Mary got up and walked over to get her Huntsman some water. She walked back to the side of his bed, and sat down. She slowly lifted his head up with her hand. Newkirk took a few drinks of the water. Mary sat his head back down softly onto the pillow. She sat the water down onto the floor. She looked back over when he asked her.

"So what all has happened since I have been asleep?" Mary smiled and told her love.

"Well Major Hochstetter and a Captain Ritter came back to the camp. The Major brought me back my rosary, but he and Ritter did read the file on what was found in the house. The file had been sent to the Gestapo to the Major. I hate the fact that he and Captain Ritter had to read, and look at those horrible picture's though. They both looked so sad at what all was done to me, but I did tell them that I was alright now. It all happened in the past, and it will never happen again. They both were a little confused on how I could still smile after all that I had been through." Newkirk smiled then said.

"Well like you said that happened in the past, and will never happen again. They will see that in time that you are not like the other's; that you are stronger than what you look." Mary smiled at her loves words.

"That's right. I am stronger than what I look, and I know that none of that was my fault. That was all Lizzie and George's doing; not mine." She watched her love smile at her words.

"That's true." Mary smiled then asked her love something that she had to know.

"Peter?"

"Yes diamond heart?" Mary smiled at him, but then her smile faded into a small frown. Newkirk saw this and narrowed his brows together.

"Peter, What was it like… when you died?" She asked him. Newkirk's sighed, and looked up at the ceiling.

"Well… I really don't know how to describe it… I… I closed my eyes, and saw you holding me. I heard you begging me to come back to you. I wanted so badly too, but I didn't know how. I looked up, and saw a man standing between Colonel Hogan and Klink. He held out his hand for me to look over to the left of me. I saw you and I at our wedding. You looked so beautiful in that wedding gown. I have to say; that you looked like a queen. I saw us together with our children. Your father and Klink were their with us in our home… Then it all faded away from sight… I looked back over at the man again, and he held up his hand to the other side to show me your life without me in it. And… and I didn't like what I saw." Newkirk closed his eyes at remembering what he had seen. He opened them again when his love spoke.

"What did you see?" She asked him in a worried voice. Newkirk looked back into her snowy blue eyes and told her.

"I saw you married to a German Officer that was not kind to you. You only married him because he was going to kill your father. This man was not kind to you at all. He was like George in so many ways. You were so unhappy. You didn't have children, because he didn't want them. You couldn't follow your dreams; you had to be by his side at all times. Then I saw you three years into the marriage, and you… you killed yourself… I watched you take the knife and… slit your own throat…" Moving her hand up; Mary wiped his tears that fell from his eyes.

"That will not happen. You are here with me now, and I will never leave you." Newkirk watched his loves own tears fall from her eyes.

"I tried to tell you not to do it, but you faded from my sight like before. The man looked at me, and asked me what did I choose. A life with you to where I had to fight to stay with you, or to let go. To let you go, and to let you never be happy with someone that hurt you… I looked down when I heard you ask your father if you could give me a kiss goodbye, and I yelled at the man and told him; that I had to fight to stay with you. I choose you… to fight to be with you. To be there with you no matter what. I couldn't let go knowing that you were going to be put threw hell again… I couldn't… I just couldn't." He told her as more tears fell from his eyes. Mary smiled down at him as her own tears fell from her own eyes.

"Well thank you for wanting to be here with me. I really didn't think that I could live without you." She told him in a loving voice. This made Newkirk smile a loving smile at his love. Mary leaned down and kissed her love who happily kissed her back.

-MN-

Hogan walked into his loves office. It was dark now, and Hogan knew that they both were going to be staying the night in the sick bay again. Hogan looked at his loves desk, and saw that he was not there. He looked over to see the older man standing at the file cabinet. Klink looked up and over at his young love with a smile. He placed a file back into the cabinet, and shut the drawer. He walked back over to his desk, and sat down.

"I will be ready to go in a few minutes. I just have to put these paper's away." He told him. Hogan smiled at the older man who had his heart. Then he remembered why he had came here in the first place.

"I got to talk to you about what Hochstetter wanted to talk to me about." Klink looked up from the paper's with a worried look in his eyes.

"Alright. What did he want?" He asked him in an unsure voice. Hogan walked toward the desk; grabbing a chair with him. He sat the chair beside his loves, and took a seat.

"He wants me to set up a meeting with an underground agent." He told him. Klink raised both brows at this news.

"Why?" He asked.

"Well he said that the meeting would be just be between him and this agent. He said that I could go with him. Hell he told me that I could hold him at gun point if I wanted too. I asked him why he wanted this, and he said that he wanted to help Mary get her inheritance for her." This really took Klink by surprise.

"He wants to help her?" He asked this time in shock that the Major that used to brag about what all the Gestapo could and will do to get there way; would actually care about their daughter.

"Yeah… I have to say that I was shocked too. He did make a good point though."

"He did?" Klink cut in. Hogan smiled at the older man.

"Yes he did. He said that maybe some from George's or Lizzie's family might try to take Mary's inheritance from her. They might try saying that she was dead, and that they were to get it next. Hochstetter actually wants to help with this. I don't know why but he does. He said that what he read, and saw in the photo's about what all happened in that house, and to Mary really disturbed him." Klink rolled his eyes at this.

"Hochstetter was disturbed by what he read, and looked at?" He scoffed at this then added. "Meanwhile the same thing is going on under his own feet. The Gestapo does the same exact thing that those two did to our little Snow." Hogan smiled when Klink called Mary by his nickname for her; then frowned. He leaned back in his chair and told his love.

"I know; I told him that, and he just looked at me with a shocked look." Klink leaned back into his office chair.

"He probably didn't think that everyone would know all that goes on there. The Gestapo thinks that what they do is a big secret. That no one knows what goes on there. What a dummkopf." Hogan chuckled at his love when he spoke what was on his mind.

"Yeah true. They think that no one knows, but we all do. There has been many times I have talked to an agent, and they have told me what had happened there. Hell when we all dressed up to get Newkirk out of there; we did see somethings. Poor Carter he was so shell-shocked at what all he had seen…"

"You what?" Hogan looked up at his love. Klink sat there staring at him with narrowed eyes. The younger man went from no smile; to a quick smile.

"Oh… I thought you knew that." Klink leaned forward in his chair still with narrowed eyes.

"No I did not… Now how did my son end up there in the first place?" Hogan's smile grew wider as did his eyes. He raised his hand up, and started to rub the back of his head and neck.

"Well a woman that called herself North Star wanted to meet Papa Bear, and you were going to have a bed check later in the middle of the night… So I told Newkirk to go out and meet them, because they didn't know who Papa Bear was… and turns out that the woman was an agent for the Gestapo. We did get him out though… that was when we had said that he was so sick, and had to stay in my room." Hogan smiled wider at the end of telling his love what had happened. Klink sat there with wide eyes, and opened mouth.

"You mean to tell me that you sent my son to meet these agents; that by the way you have never heard of, and he was taken. And you are proud of the fact that you got him out…" The younger man closed his eyes, and waited for the older man to yell at him. When the yelling never came; Hogan opened one eye, and saw the look on his loves face. The look was of that his own mother would give him when he had done something so…

"That was the most brainless thing that you have, and I hope that you have ever done. You put someone else's life in danger; yes you got them out, but you had never heard of these people before. And yet you sent your best friend out to meet them. Please tell me Robert that you have not done something that idiotic sense then." Klink added. Hogan lowered his arm, and narrowed his eyes at the older man at first; then listened to what he said after. Hogan sat there and thought about what all he had done in the past. The memories of him sending his men, his friends out, and them almost getting killed didn't sit well with him. Klink leaned back into his chair again. He watched the younger man think about what he had done in the past. A few minutes past before Hogan spoke again.

"Your right I shouldn't have done that, and I will never do that again. But can we continue on what we were talking about earlier?" He asked. Klink nodded his head. Hogan breathed in and told his love what else was said between him and the Major.

"I told him that if he changed the way the Gestapo do things here in Hammlburg, and I knew that it was changed, and not just a front. Then I would set it all up… well I would ask around and see if I could." Klink narrowed his eyes playfully at the younger man.

"And just how would you know if things did change there or not?" His love asked him. "You are not going near that place." He added. Hogan did another quick smile; then that smile turned into a very large grin. Klink sighed and said.

"You want me to go there, and look around don't you?" He watched as his love nodded his head at him. Klink sighed again, and gave in. He knew that fighting the younger Colonel on this wouldn't work at all. He would wear him down, or trick him into going. He took his glasses off, and rubbed his face with his hand as he spoke.

"Fine I will go." What his love said next took him off guard.

"Why not? You know I have done a lot of shhh… wait what?" The older man chuckled at this.

"I said that I would do it. I know not to fight you on something like this… mostly because I will lose every time." Hogan smiled wide at his love.

"Aww I have you trained now." The older man narrowed his eyes at his loves smartass come back.

"And I have you trained too, you know." Hogan's smile fell at this.

"You do? On what?" He asked him. Klink shook his head, and only said.

"Nope not telling you. Then you would know, and I couldn't get you to do it anymore." Hogan looked away from his love, and at the wall. 'What the hell does he have me trained on?' He asked himself. When he heard his love say his name; he looked over at the door.

"Robert you ready to go?" He asked him. Hogan shrugged this off for now, and got up.

They both walked to the sick bay. When they both walked into the room; they saw their daughter, and her love asleep. Mary had pushed her bed next to Newkirk's. Her hand was on his right arm, and in the other was her rosary. Both men smiled at the sight of the two. Hogan walked over to his bed, and laid down. His eyes watched his love get into his own bed. The older man smiled when he heard his love say.

"I can't wait to be in our own bed again." They both laid down in their bed's. Klink smiled when he felt the younger man move his hand over onto his arm.

"Gute nacht mein tapferer Phönix." Klink smiled wide at his love when he heard him speak in his native tongue.

"Gute nacht mein witziger Fuchs." Hogan smiled wide at hearing his love call him by his new nickname, and also hearing him speak his native tongue.