Estee's turn! Ok so hope ya enjoy this next chapter. We kinda skipped a couple chapters we had written together cause they just seemed a little fluffy so we went straight to this chapter... Which is actually a mixture of like three in one lol. Hope you enjoy and remember to review!

Nixon sat across from Winters and looked around the mess hall. He seemed to be the only one that noticed the girls hadn't made an appearance. But then again he only knew that because they hadn't gotten their usual morning coffee.

"Have you seen the girls?" Nixon asked.

Winters shook his head. "Diana said they are back to training again."

Nixon thought about it for a moment then shook his head. "They didn't come for coffee. There was still half a pot left."

Winters raised an eyebrow. He knew the girls couldn't function in the morning with out coffee. He looked over at Liebgott and could tell he hadn't seen Estee. He kept watching the door. This wasn't like the girls. Usually they talked to at least one of the guys.

Winters stood and headed towards the house the girls were staying in. When he entered he was surprised to find the beds all neatly made and the girls uniforms were neatly folded and placed on the bed. Even their guns were laying on the bed. There was a letter sitting on Estee's trunk addressed to Nixon.

Winters couldn't believe it. The girls were gone. He picked up the letter and walked out of the house to see Sink waiting on him.

"Where did they go?" Winters asked concerned.

"Holland." Sink replied. "They are getting entail for us. Behind enemy lines."

"But they didn't have their guns or uniforms." Winters said worriedly.

"They are posing as five local sisters." Sink replied. "That's what they have been training for. And for guns, each girl has a hand gun. They'll be just fine."

"I hope so sir." Winters replied. He walked back into the mess hall and placed the letters down in front of Nixon then took a seat.

"What's this?" Nixon asked, flipping the letter over in his hands.

"A letter from Estee." Winters replied. He hoped he was hiding his emotions. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to tell the other men that the girls had left in the middle of the night.

"Yeah I figured that by the bad handwriting." Nixon said with a smirk. "Why'd she write me a letter? Is she sick?"

"Open it and find out." Winters replied.

"She didn't tell you?" Nixon asked as he began to open the letter. He didn't even seem bothered that Winters didn't answer. He looked at the letter surprised. Just by the beginning he knew the girls were gone.

Our Dearest Nix,

I'm sure by now Winters has gone to find us after you realized

we didn't come to your room for our morning coffee and has

found this letter on Estee's footlocker. We figured we should

contact you first so you know we have gone and your mission

will soon began.

Estee would like to inform you of the four bottles of Vat 69

hidden in her footlocker. She says to thank Sink for that and his

idea of making her wear a dress that had no room to hide four

bottles. No visuals please.

Tell Winters, Liebgott, and Spiers that they also have letters

waiting for them in the pocket of their extra jacket in their

footlockers. We wished we could have said goodbye to them in

person, but we were not allowed to tell them we were leaving

so they wouldn't attempt to follow us. After they have found

their letters, let the other men that they also have a letter

waiting for them.

See you in Holland,

De Fantastische vijf:

Problemen

Meestergeest

Hartendief

Meisje

Suiker

"What the hell is de fantastische vijf, probleman, meestergeest, hartendief, meisje, suiker?" Nixon asked, handing the letter over to Winters.

"I believe it means the fabulous five, trouble, mastermind, sweetheart, little girl, and sugar." Winters replied.

Nixon shook his head. "They are taking learning Dutch to the extreme."

Winters chuckled. "Extreme enough that Diana even tried to teach me a little. But all she accomplished was the nicknames."

Nixon smirked. "That's because they are supposed to be their code names. I just wanted to see if they told any body else. Sink only gave them clearance to tell him, me, you and Welsh."

Winters took a deep breath. "How deep undercover are they?"

Nixon gave his friend a concerned look. "Deep."

Xoxoxoxoxoxox

The girls walked down the road and hoped their plan would work. They had been dropped of fifteen miles away from the town the night before and the walk was brutal. Especially in heals. Estee and Liz had been the only ones brave enough to take theirs off, but the other three girls weren't fond of getting their feet dirty and scrapped up.

"Do you think this will work?" Maci asked a little concerned.

"spreken van Nederlandse, Marita." Speak Dutch Maci. Diana said smirking when she called the girl by her under cover name. Maci's under cover name was Marita. Diana's new name was Diantha. Estee's was Esther. Sami's was Sanne and Liz's was Liesbeth. They were posing as sisters by the last name of Bakker. They weren't sure how this was going to work. Especially with Estee's blonde hair. But they knew one thing. They were liking being out of their uniforms and in dresses once again.

"Ik kon een drankje gebruiken." I could use a drink. Estee said with a groan. Her friends smirked and took a deep breath as they entered the town of Son. Diana smiled at her friend.

"Ik kon gebruiken wat chocolade." I could use some chocolate. Diana said with a smirk.

"u moet altijd chocolade en Esther moet altijd een drankje." You always need Chocolate and Estee always needs a drink. Liz said with a smirk. Estee laughed and playfully pushed the girl away from her. Estee had to admit Liz's Dutch was just as good as hers. Liz explained to them after they dropped that she was the only one in her family not born in Holland. And that her grandmother actually lived in Son. Her parents didn't know much English but you wouldn't have been able to tell. She had no accent. Not even to her Dutch. It was just like second nature to her. She didn't have to even think about what she was saying.

Liz lead the way to her grandmother's house and knocked on the door. An elderly lady answered the door and smiled when she saw the girls.

"Welkom, welkom. Ik heb gewacht op je meisjes." welcome, welcome. I have been waiting for you girls. She said giving each girl a warm grandmotherly embrace. "Draai om. Ik wil graag een goede blik op mijn kleindochters." turn around. I want to get a good look at my granddaughters.

The girls happily obliged and spun around for the woman. She walked up to Estee and lightly tugged on her hair. "Ik zie we een blonde. Pardon." I see we have a blonde. I'm sorry."

Estee stood there stund as she lead the girls into the house. Estee wasn't sure how to respond to the woman. She slowly followed her friends into the house and the woman winked at Estee.

"Ik was eens blonde. terug in de dag. Oh wat plezier ik had destijds." I once was blonde. Back in the day. Oh what fun I had back then. She said with a sweet smile. "Never marry a dark haired man. You'll never have blonde kids. And very few girls. I only got one. My Hanna only got one. And no blondes."

The girls smiled when she spoke English. They were glad they wouldn't have to speak Dutch the whole time they were there. The woman then turned to Liz and kissed her cheeks. "My lovely Elizabeth, you are a split image of my Hanna!"

Liz smiled at her grandmother. "Thank you oma."

"Now tell me, what are we to call your friends? I do hope you have thought this through. Better than joining this war." Oma gave each girl a stern look. When she had gotten a letter from her granddaughter saying they needed a place to stay to spy on the Germans, she was heart broken. She would have never believed her only granddaughter would go fight in the war.

"Oma this is Diantha, Sanne, Marita, Esther and I go by Liesbeth." Liz said pointing to each girl as she said their name. "I didn't think it was fair that they had to change their names and I didn't."

Oma nodded. "I will show you to your rooms. Esther, I have given you the back room, just through there. It has a back door I believe you will like."

Estee nodded and headed in the direction Oma had pointed. She walked into a very small room but smiled when she saw what the back door lead too. A small clover field. That alone made up for the small size of the room.

"Vind je het leuk?" Do you like it? Oma asked from the door way. Estee turned towards her with a huge smile on her face and a single tear running down her cheek.

"Oma, zijn perfect voorbij woorden." Grandma, it's perfect beyond words. Estee said giving her a hug. "Bedankt." Thank you.

The other girls were happy with ther much larger room up stairs even though they had to share it. But they would have had trouble in the much smaller room. It was barely big enough to fit a small bed and dresser. But for Estee it was a dream.

"They don't call it Duch clover for nothin." Estee said when the other girls spent five minutes looking for her and found her laying out in the clover patch.

"We should have looked here first." Liz said sitting down next to Estee. "So what do you girls think? Do you think we can pull this off?"

Estee sighed and sat up. "Als we stoppen met spreken Engels kunnen we." If we stop speaking English we might.

Maci smirked and laid down in the clover. "We're in the back of the house. Who's goin to hear us?"

Estee rolled her eyes. "Vergeet niet de stad die we kwamen uit. Als we niet kan er een geheim houden, waarom denkt u dat deze stad anders zal zijn?" Remember the town we came from. if we can't keep a secret there, why do you think this town will be different?

Maci sighed heavily. "Ik denk dat je een punt." I guess you have a point.

Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

Durring the night Estee was woken by the door opening to her room. She sat straight up in bed to see two men entering her room. She attempted to scream, but one of the men quickly covered her mouth. He said something that sounded like German then drug her out of bed and into the main room of the house. Estee wasn't surprised to see the other girls there as well each with a man, or two in Maci's case, holding them down. The man drug Estee up to Diana and held her down as the other man went up stairs and brought down Oma.

"Laat haar met rust!" Leave her alone! Estee demanded. The man that brought Oma down hit her hard across the face.

He yelled at her in German over and over again the same words.

"Woher kommen Sie?" Where are you from? he demanded and each time Estee said she didn't understand in Dutch the man hit her again.

"Ze zijn mijn kleindochters" They are my granddaughters. Oma demanded. The man then turned on her. He lifted his hand to hit her, but before he could Estee yelled out.

"No please! I'll talk." The man froze and turned towards her.

"Amarican!" The German demanded. "What are you doing here?"

Estee took a deep breath and spit out blood. "I'm a spy for the Amaricans. These girls were my cover. They had a younger sister named Esther Bakker who was killed during a bomb rade. I took her place and have been sending information back to England to my company."

The German snickered. "Send a woman to do a mans job."

Estee bowed her head and tears rolled down her cheeks. This made the rest of the men laugh.

"Bringen Sie Ihr. überlassen Sie den Rest. Wir kommen wieder, wenn wir diesein mehr herauszuholen." Bring her. Leave the rest. We'll come back if we can get more out of this one. He demanded as he headed out the door. The other girls stood thier stund. Estee had just risked her life for them and the mission. Know they had to figure out how to get her back. Not even there a day and they had already been figured out. Maybe Estee had been right. No matter where they were, they should have been speaking Dutch. Know Sink was going to have their necks when he found this out.