(A/N) this has been my favourite chapter to write. When you see the (A/N) again please play this tune on youtube. The Last Battle (Original Composition) by Lucas King

It was Wilhelm.

Wilhelm stood facing the two would be escapees, Wilhelm himself was surprised at who was betraying the Reich, Mike stood protectively in front of the prisoner who he was helping to escape, Mike simply starred down at his former comrade, Wilhelm cursed under his breath and lowered his weapon that little bit more.

"Why are you doing this Mike?" Wilhelm asked.

"Because it's the right thing to do" Mike said firmly

"The right thing to do? Mike we're soldiers, its not our place to decide what is right and what is wrong, its our place to follow orders and obey" Wilhelm replied just as firmly.

"I can't let her die, Wilhelm, I simply can't" Mike whispered bowing his head.

"Why? Why is she so goddamn important, she's the enemy Mike, she's probably killed so many of our brothers in arms, why should she have mercy? What makes her any different" Wilhelm said looking at El who just glowered at him.

"Because I love her" Mike uttered, the words were barely audible but both El and Wilhelm heard the words as clear as day where silence filled the air, the words hung heavy. Mike felt heat fill his cheeks and he couldn't bare to look at El, not now. Wilhelm looked utterly gob smacked and his gun was lowered by this point as it was just pointed aimlessly at the floor.

But El looked to Mike with unshed tears in her eyes, his declaration of love resonated through her very being. She felt her heart skip a beat than another, than another until it remembered how to work, he was risking his own life for hers

"So shoot me, kill me, turn me in, I don't care but let her go Wilhelm" Mike said looking up to Wilhelm, trying his hardest to not glance back at El who unknown to him was looking at him like she had looked at no other. To say she was now completely smitten was an understatement.

"but please, let her go, let her be free" Mike pleaded, in a last ditch effort to reason with Wilhelm.

Wilhelm looked between the two, noticing the silent tears that were now slowly sliding down El's face, her eyes glistened as her attention was still focused on Mike and only on Mike. Wilhelm sighed and resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"Go…" He said finally.

Mike swore he had misheard correctly "Pardon?" he said in shock, Wilhelm looked him in the eye, sighed and walked up to Mike.

"I can see what she means to you, although I have no idea why, but if this is what you want Mike, I won't stop you" Wilhelm said with a small smile. El watched the exchange silently. "I doubt we will ever see each other again, so good luck my friend" Wilhelm said sticking out his hand which Mike took thankfully, a firm shake of two brothers in arms.

Mike turned away before feeling Wilhelm grasp his shoulder, shouts could be heard in the distance as their ploy was being discovered "One more thing Mike" Wilhelm said. Mike turned to face him once more.

"Stab me" he said, Mike took a step back in genuine surprise at Wilhelm's suggestion.

"But…" Mike began.

"There's no time for buts, stab me" Wilhelm snapped, the yells and shouts were gaining ever closer. Wilhelm silently held out his MP40 which El took and Wilhelm snapped a salute, not the Nazi salute but the proper salute which Mike hastily returned.

"Thank you" Mike said, a small tear of his own rolling down his cheek. Mike took the Hitler Youth knife out of the hilt, he held it delicately between his fingers before thrusting it into a non-vital area of Wilhelm's stomach, he knew why he had to stab him, it was to make the escape more convincing and keep Wilhelm out of suspicion, he quickly drew the knife back out and rushed towards the bike taking El's hand as he did so. He turned the bike engine on just as El got settled in the sidecar.

Wilhelm smiled at them as they drove out of the depot and into the night. He smiled to himself before passing out due to a combination of pain and blood loss. Mike paid no heed though as he sped out of the depot to the surprise of several Waffen-SS that were closing in the depot.

They automatically opened fire on the two as Mike put the throttle down, there surprise managed to put more distance between them, getting further and further out of the effective range of the MP40's although several rounds did pierce the back of the sidecar thankfully the range was too great for the bullets to effectively penetrate the steel.

El returned fire with the MP40 that she took from Wilhelm, firing in quick successive bursts to keep accuracy, dirt was thrown up as Mike turned the bike round the corner at breakneck speeds nearly over turning the bike as he did so.

The darkness of the night was only pierced by the light from the bike's front light, the fog was still coming thick and fast, Mike was barely able to keep sight on the dirt road underneath them.

"Mike" El called warningly, Mike glanced at the side view mirror to see three lights behind them, closing in fast. Mike cursed under his breath. He took his own MP40 and passed it to her in the side car for extra ammo. This was going to be difficult. The Waffen-SS was slowly gaining on them.

El waited with baited breath as they drew ever closer. The side-car occupants began to open fire with their MP40'S, tracer rounds lit up the road as they drove further on into blackness. Mike decided to make a risky decision. He swerved left and into an open field.

Over the roar of the bike's engines Mike shouted "El, take the grenades!" he said gesturing to his belt where three stick grenades stuck out. El strained to reach them as the bike tumbled and shook on the uneven ground of the field. El heard the whiz of a bullet as it flew by her right ear. She simply couldn't reach, her limbs not being long enough.

But she didn't need to too as the grenades floated from the belt into her surprised outstretched fingers, blood ran down from her nose. She simply gaped in shock, she was snapped out of her stupor as another round imbedded itself into the sidecar. The round flew through the side car, leaving a small hole.

El undid the cap at the bottom of the grenade where a small ball fell out attached to a piece of wiring which she promptly pulled out, igniting the fuse, a 4 second fuse, she threw the first grenade and watched it tumble into darkness behind them, a second later it exploded but it was too far from the enemy to do any real damage. She cursed in Russian before grabbing the second grenade.

She threw it closer to the ground behind them but that one exploded too early as well, she huffed angrily and grabbed the third and final grenade, she wondered silently before pulling the fuse on that one too, she hurled towards the pursuing Waffen-SS, she threw her hand up and imagined the grenade flying towards Soldiers. She focused on that one image. The grenade found itself flying further than it was thrown until it hit the chest of the Waffen-SS rider on the middle bike, his eyes widened in a mixture of fear and shock. A second later a bright fireball engulfed him and his passenger.

The two other bikes veered away from the explosion so quickly and that they overturned their bikes, El smiled in triumph as she watched the fireball erupt before it slowly dissipated leaving the world in blackness once more. Mike held a small smile as they drove at a more safer speed now they had evaded their pursuers.

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A small silence settled between them, the only sound was that of the engine as they drove through the German countryside. Mike was too all too aware of what he said earlier and El was still too shocked to address it. After four hours of driving Mike pulled over near a small wooded area, silently he pushed the bike into the trees to keep it out of site.

Mike soon had gathered enough wood and kindling in order to start a small fire, luckily the Hitler youth integrated things learnt in the boy scouts when they abolished it in favour of the Hitler youth.

"I'll be back, El" Mike said without looking at her, he shouldered his MP40, checked his PO8 sidearm before marching off into the forest, the horizon had the faint glow of daylight just beyond.

El watched him go. A forlorn expression adhered her delicate features that weren't affected by the year of warfare she had been apart of. She wondered if he had regretted the words he had said, as he barely looked at her since that moment. She just dejectedly poked the fire with a stick. She would address it when he got back, if he came back she corrected herself, she didn't think Mike would leave her but it was a possibility.

A single shot rang out making El jump, she watched the tree line wearily, her MP40 on her lap ready to kill if need be. She could hear footsteps by this point just beyond the light of the campfire. She stood and pointed the MP40 towards the source of the noise.

Mike came into a view, a small deer was flung over his shoulder, their eyes locked and both of them felt their heart race, no words were said, only that El reached out with her mind and brushed his delicately, she felt him respond brushing their telepathic bond with a feeling she could not place a word to. Mike was shook out of his daze and set about on cooking the deer for the two of them to eat.

"Mike, why won't you look at me" She asked, the words slipped out without her permission, she cursed at how blunt she put it. Mike just starred into the fire like it would provide the answer that she wanted.

Slowly Mike turned to look at El, the orange glow of the fire reflected in his eyes, he reached up and took off the Wehrmacht helmet he still had on, he let it hit the grass beside him and El could not suppress the gasp that escaped her lips.

Holy God he was gorgeous. Waves of ebony hair lay atop his head with a gentle sprinkling of freckles that adorned his cheeks just under his eyes that were highlighted by the warm glow of the fire. It was the first time she had seen him without a helmet. She felt herself moving towards him slowly, she slowly crouched down to her knee's.

"Mike?" she asked quietly, they were only a foot apart now. Mike looked at her delicate soft features, her huge brown eyes, so deep and pure. Mike broke his gaze with her and unclasped the Hitler Youth knife and held it between his fingers, turning it around in his fingers so that the inscription that the blade carried was now visible.

Blood and Honour.

Mike regarded the knife silently before letting it tumble from his fingers and into the fire. Mike turned to her and locked his eyes with her in a tender gaze, trying to convey the message he desperately was wanted to say to her with his eyes. El finally understood the feeling she had felt across their bond.

Love.

Beautiful, Painstaking, Crushing, gut-wrenching, soul binding love.

El leaped forward, grabbed his face between her petite hands and crashed her lips upon his. Something exploded inside the two of them, something that was forever. Something that was eternal.

Mike's arm snaked around her back and pulled her into his lap, El gasped into his mouth. There was no room between the two of them of now as they frantically kissed the other. Their lips were never apart for more than half a second. Finally all the built up emotions and desire between the two came down to this. This one moment where they were able to touch each other, bask in it, rejoice in it. El's arms wrapped themselves across his shoulders and behind his neck. Locking them together.

They pulled back for air, their lips swollen and red, their foreheads came together, the nose nuzzled the nose of the other softly. Their eyes closed in bliss, their breath was shaky and rampant. They closed the distance between them, kissing softly and quickly because they simply could not get enough of the other. Two People from different sides of a war that were desperately in love.

The Deer that was cooking was promptly forgotten about.

The Fire wasn't the brightest thing to burn that night.

Their Passion Was.

(A/N) I think I nearly cried writing that myself lol that tune I wanted you guys to play was the bit of music I was listening to that helped me write the final part of this chapter. Beautiful bit of music I thought. Probably about 2 chapters left, 3 at a push.

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