"Carter, I'm fine, really. You know Wilson; he wouldn't've released me unless I was more than functioning."
Hogan stood in front of Barracks 2 once again, looking almost normal. His men, however, were still feeling protective.
"I know, boyーI mean sirーbut it's just that…"
"It's okay, Carter. I appreciate your concern."
Smiling, Hogan walked over to where Sherlock and John stood. His right leg dragged almost unnoticeably.
"Watson, Holmes, I've got some good news. London sent us a message. The Doctor is going to come in as a Gestapo officer to take you guys back across the channel."
"Thank you for all your help," John said, then not-so-subtly elbowed Sherlock.
He sighed. "Thank you for saving me in the woods."
"No problem," Hogan assured them. "Besides, I had to save you from your own stupidity. Escaping the night Hochstetter came with a patrol."
Sherlock frowned, clearly miffed at being called stupid, but then his brow-furrow morphed into one of curiosity.
"Can I ask you a question? Why do you do all this? Why do you stay?"
Hogan answered too quickly. "Well, this is my command 'til the end of the war, so I'd get court-martialed if I left."
"Somehow I think you would manage to avoid it. So why? Really."
"I guess," he bit the inside of his cheek, "I stay for my men. The Gestapo would likely kill them all if I escaped, but I'd stay anyway. They're important to me."
He coughed, then turned quickly towards the gate, when a Gestapo car was pulling in. "Looks like the Doctor's here."
The car rolled to a stop and out came a tall, gangly man, with a Gestapo hat perched on a large amount of light brown hair. He seemed to be trying very hard to scowl. After a quick conversation with Klink, then motioned to his driver, who went for Sherlock and John, then hustled them into the back seat.
The Doctor joined them and the door was barely shut before he started babbling. "Sherlock, John, I'm so sorry! The TARDIS was acting weird and then I got caught by the Gestapo! Major Hochstetter is a most unpleasant man! How Hogan deals with him is beyond me! Anyway, we have to go back a couple of weeks, visit old Winnie, and establish your identities as my fellow agents."
John smirked. "You aren't actually an agent, you know."
"Excuse me! I"m Churchill's top man, I'll have you know!
