Title: The Returning Rose
Chap: 6
Author: Bobbleheadcollection
About: Our heroes are having trouble staying busy but when a new prisoner comes in they'll be to busy trying to handle this new situation to be bored.
Before: Hello everyone this story isn't a slash at all, my grammar horrible when it comes to writing slashes, but when it comes to these story that deal with a everyday normal episode, its a lot better. Therefore, I hope you all enjoy the story I know I enjoyed writing it. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR THE NEW ONE.
Major Hochstetter came bursting through the door his hand armed with a simple but deadly handgun, and it pointed directly at Red. Red stood on top of the hatch of the tunnel, her heart raced inside but her body looked calm and relaxes on the outside. Hochstetter sneered at Red as his men, and Klink came filing through the door. Each of the Gestapo soldiers where armed with an automatic machine gun, and all of them aimed at her.
"Grab her and cuff her." Hochstetter ordered, flipping his gun at a few of his men. Red struggled as the men clasped their black-gloved hands around her arms painfully and pulled her hands back behind her. Red was forcefully pushed down to the ground the men were finally able to cuff her, but it acquired another two men to hold her down. The four men sat Rose up on her knees as Hochstetter step towards. He smirks down at her, "we found him." Red looked at Hochstetter and lifted an eyebrow.
"Found who, Major? I have no idea what you're talking about?"
"Oh really? You didn't know that the Gestapo that escorted you into the truck, out of the truck, and into this barracks was one of YOURS?" Hochstetter yelled the last words directly into Reds face. Red did not move or close her eyes. She stood her ground against Hochstetter just by not flinching.
"Major, are you saying that you have spy's in your Gestapo!" Klink said intruding into the conversation, and receiving one of Major Hochstetter grunts in response.
"NO, KLINK! I said we caught him, and then we silence him." Hochstetter turned around and yelled at Klink, and then turned back to Red who blue eye where now a grayish color, angered, enraged, furious, with Hochstetter Red wasn't about to back down from anything Hochstetter was about to throw at her. "Now we heard that he was coming back to this stalag, and to retrieve you, in two days, and we want to know why?" Red softens her glare in to what it seems to be a mischievous glare.
"Really major, I didn't know that, and I didn't know you were so careless for letting a spy in." Hochstetter grinded his teeth and took one of his black leather gloved he had taken off and struck Red across the face with it. The room grew silent as the gloved came in contact with Red soft pale skin. The cracking sound made Klink flinch, he had never really encountered any the harsh treatments the Gestapo where known for. A long streak was left and a cut, which started to bleed a little. "Have her ready and in the truck in two minutes, arrggghhh." Hochstetter slipped on his black glove and stormed out of the barracks, with Klink on his heels.
Colonel Hogan came climbing out of the tunnel, too fine a peanut crowd crowding around the sink that was also a mini periscope. LeBeau was looking through the scope, and Newkirk was breathing down his neck, by asking him, every five second if he could see Red. Kinch looked up as he heard someone climbing out of the tunnel.
"Colonel, its Major Hochstetter and he brought all his men." Kinch said as Hogan walked up to Kinch and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Yea, Carter told me. LeBeau get down in the tunnel, I do not have time now to explain to you why, but I told Carter and he will explain. Now get going." LeBeau handed the foist over to one of the other men who stayed in the barracks, and ran over to the tunnel. Colonel turned his attention to Newkirk now, who was looking at the tunnel very intensely. "Newkirk, everything will fine you'll see." Hogan saw that Newkirk did not believe as Newkirk turned around from him. Hogan took a deep breath and sighed to himself. He himself did not know if everything was going to be all right, this was a tricky situation that he was use to. A snatch and grab from the Gestapo, sure they have done it before, but it was never like this. They had to get her away from five-armed Gestapo out of a moving truck. From Red hint from earlier when he was talking with her it seemed that the young female captain had a way to get away from them if something went from and the only thing that ran through his mind was explosion.
"Hey there starting to move them!" One of the men shouted. Hogan snapped out of his train of thought and realized that he was on the other side of room, which meant he was pacing as he was thinking. Hogan turned and ran to the entrance of the tunnel. Kinch and Newkirk gave each other puzzling looks as Hogan disappeared down the entrance.
LeBeau pulled on his black sweater over his head and looked over at Carter who was standing a few feet from him applying the black shoe polish. "Carter what exactly are we doing again?" LeBeau asked as Carter passed over the can with the shoe polish in it.
"We're escorting the captain back here." Carter said placing his black hat on his head.
"WHAT? How are we supposed to get her away from the Gestapo, while the truck is moving? What does Colonel Hogan except us to do, hold up a sign that says 'Halt' and when they do go up to Major Hochstetter and say." LeBeau grabbed Carter hand and he said in a sarcastic voice. "Excuse me Mr. Hochstetter would you be so kind and release the Captain. Is that was the colonel except?" LeBeau said letting Carter hand go and picking up his black hat.
"No, he told me to wait for a boom?" Carter looked down at the ground, as he said boom, not really sure, what Hogan intended Carter to think.
"A boom?" LeBeau looked at Carter with his blacken face in confusion, and close to choleric. LeBeau was about to say something else but Hogan came flying around the corner. He passed both of them and went straight to the periscope that lay on the ground. "Colonel, Hogan we're ready and waiting ordered." LeBeau said as he watches Hogan moving the periscope to one side to the other.
"Good and the right now the entrance is clear not a kraut in sight." Hogan snapped the handled back against the base of the periscope and carefully lowered the periscope back down to the ground. He walked over to Carter and LeBeau and cleared his throat. "Now listen to me and listen to me good stay out of sight. I am predicting something drastic from this officer. She has a way to escape from them, how I don't know, but if there come an explosion, be careful and be alert alright?" Hogan received a nodded from both men, but then Carter spoke up.
"Sir, are you excepting the Captain to blow up the truck? But how can she do that? They'll have her cuffed and the Gestapo isn't going to let anyone go before being frisk." LeBeau and Hogan looked at Carter when he said frisk, "sorry I mean search."
"Carter I don't know, but just be on guard, for everything, now gets going." Carter and LeBeau turned around and headed up the ladder. As Hogan watch the last bit of LeBeau leg disappears from sight, then hearing someone clearing their throat, Hogan turned his attention to the corner. "Newkirk?" Newkirk stood leaning against the corner of the dirt tunnel. "Newkirk is something wrong?" Hogan march up to Newkirk and peered at the young British man.
"Colonel, I'm scarred. I finally found her and now she being arrested by the Gestapo. She being taken away from me." Hogan looked hurt, he knew how Newkirk felt, finally finding the girl you loved so much and now something horrible is happing, it really tare you. Hogan places a hand on his shoulder.
"Newkirk we're getting her back don't worry. Newkirk don't worry, from the moment I met her she I knew she had a very strong will." Newkirk looked up at Hogan.
"Sir, I know her better then any one and let me 'ell you something about that bird. She can take a hit, and she not just strong will, but strong minded." Hogan smiled as he saw Newkirk relaxes.
"Newkirk, I'm curious, were you two a couple?" Newkirk eyes widen as Hogan asked this question. Newkirk cleared his throat and shuffled a little bit. Hogan recognized this as nervous habit. "Are you not comfortable answering this Corporal?" Hogan asked crossing his hand in front of his chest smirking at the young man.
"Well gov'ner, it's just we used to be a couple, but now I don't think we are. Love her but I do not think she love me. Even after I went and did this." Hogan crooked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.
"Did what?"
"Join the military." Newkirk answered quickly and wander away, the look upset, discompose, untune from everything that was said.
LeBeau and Carter made their way swiftly and quietly through the woods, diving into bushes and behind trees every five feet. They were getting closer to the edge of the forest line to the main road. They ducked into a very large and bushy bush. They huddled close together. As they sat there they saw two patrols of SS, and Luftwaffe passing in front of the bush. LeBeau was starting to get squeamish, and Carter saw that so he leaned in to LeBeau ear, trying to keep his voice lower then a whisper.
"LeBeau are you alright?" Carter asks he was beyond scared but he knew better to show it. LeBeau smiled at his friend, leaned in, and whisper into Carter's ear.
"No, I'm not, I want to get this done and over with so where not sitting ducks out here." LeBeau leaned back into his stop, and they both sat there in silence.
Back at the camp, the Gestapo men were finally escorting Red out. Her hands cuffed behind her back and bag again over her head. They lifted her into the truck and climb in as well. Hochstetter though was yelling at Klink, and Klink though was not backing down this time.
"Major you just can't take the prisoner out like this!" Klink said, it sounded like he was back talking Hochstetter.
"Klink, she is my prisoner, I'm allowed to do what I want!" Hochstetter yelled, being very annoyed with Klink. Hochstetter turned and started strutting his way over to the truck to check on the progress. "Is the prisoner ready for travel?" Hochstetter ask the men sitting in the truck. Red was in between two Gestapo, the bag still over her head.
"Jawohl Major." quickly and snappy the man answer Hochstetter. Hochstetter turned and started for the front with Klink on his heal.
"Major wait you can't do this." Klink said. Hochstetter was opening the car door when Klink came up behind this.
"KLINK I CAN AND I AM!" Hochstetter yelled and jumped in the car. "Antrieb* Schnell!*" Major Hochstetter yelled at the driver and the driver started up the engine, started to drive, the driver stops at the gate, and waited until the guards had the gates open for them to drive out, driving out with the truck that with held Red, behind them. Turning right the small convoy headed in the direction of Carter and LeBeau, hiding with in the bushes waiting for their chance to grab Red.
In the truck Red sat as still as possible, the small bumps here in there shook her from side to side, but not enough to encounter the two Gestapo on either side of her. Staring at the brown material the bag was made of, she diligently moved her hands around in the cuff so that her left hand was on the bottom. Pained rain through her body as the cuffs scarped away skin. After she had her left hand below her right hand she reach up into her shirt and she traced the hem to wear it came thick. With one finger she slides out a very thin short rod, it looked like a pencil with two red tips.* She pulled it down into her right hand. Nimbly she took the two ends, shoved them together, and dropped it behind her, where it rolled out into the center of the truck.
***"Was ist das?" Red could not see anything, but she could hear everything that was going and so she pictured it in her mind. The Gestapo next to her bent down and picked up the pencil. Then the other guard across from them spoke up.
"Was ist los?" The guard next to her bent forward to pick it up, hearing motion of the guard picking the pencil he answers back.
"es ist ein Bleistift!" The guard answers but suddenly afterwards a loud sound of a click and then screams. The guard next to her jumped to his feet quickly and she fell to the side the bag coming off her head. As she sat up, she could see that the other two men were trying to put out the flames that were engulfing the man's arm. Red rearranged her hands again and pulled out three more. The pencil's were no more then an inch long.
Pushing the all the ends together, she let them go on the floor. She stood up and made her way to the edge of the truck, it was slowing down because of the great commotion. Nevertheless, when the pencils met the guard's boots the pencils explored. Red turned her back against the explosion, but the powerful burst made fall out of the truck. She landed on the dirt road, but she rolled off into the forest were her back made contact with the base of a tree.
Carter and LeBeau watch as the truck that went by blow up not just five feet from them. LeBeau though pointed to a figure falling out of the truck as the explosion accrued. They both jumped to their feet and raced through the forest. They came upon a hill and saw about twenty feet from them Red trying to stagger to her feet. They raced over to her; she snapped her head up hearing the running of feet. She smiled as Carter and LeBeau kneeled beside her.
"Are you alright?" Carter asks helping her to her feet.
"Yes, Sergeant I'm fine, let's just get back." LeBeau walked ahead of them making sure everything was clear.
It took them awhile to get back, there was patrol everywhere, combing the area. They ducked in to a bush that was parallel to the tunnel entrance. LeBeau looked at Carter, "you think, you can carry her down the tunnel?"
"I think I can, but it's going to be difficult!" Carter said pointing out that her hands where still cuffed behind her back. "I wish they would of cuffed your hands in the front then I could carry you on my back."
"Wait, that not a problem." Red said smiling, Carter was going to ask but he watch as Red folded her knees to her stomach and she bent her back and her arms came out from behind her and where now in front of her. Both Carter and LeBeau stared in amazement. "Alright you guys ready?"
"Where did you learn to do that?" Carter exclaimed. Red laughed quietly at the Carter facial expression.
"I'm double jointed in both shoulder, and I'm also what they call a contortionist." Carter mouth open but Red placed her hand over his mouth as a patrol came by. They sat there in silence, watching as the German soldier paced back and forth in front of the bush and the tunnel entrance. As the man left, they waited awhile and LeBeau made a break for the tunnel.
LeBeau open the entrance and waved for them to come, Carter grabbed on to Red arm gently and lifted her to her feet. He helped her over to the tunnel; he turned around and bent down so she could get her cuffed hand over his head. As she placed her hands around his neck, she jumped up on his back and wrapped her legs around his waist, since she did not have any hold on his shoulder. Carter placed one foot in and then the other and climbed down the tunnel, after Carter was half way down LeBeau followed his lead.
As Carter, foot made contact with the tunnel base he look around and smiled at Red. "Wow captain you're really light." Red unwrapped her legs from Carter's waist and Carter bent down so she could remove her cuffed hand from around his neck. LeBeau jumped down from the last step, made his way over to Red, and peered at the cuffs.
"I can't do anything about these, the only who knows how to pick, locks is Newkirk. I'll go get the Colonel, and Newkirk." LeBeau smiled and turned to get the Colonel.
Red leaned against the wall and looked down at the ground Carter looked at her, "Captain, are you alright? Maybe you should sit down...here you can sit here." Carter ran into the next room and brought back a wooden stool. Carter went over and guided her to the stool. "Are you hurt Captain? That was pretty nasty fall you took!" Carter smiled at the Captain as she started to chuckle a little. "What's so funny?"
"Sergeant, you know you don't have to be so concern. I' am in military, so I'm not that valuable from a fall like that, but you know I think I did rank my back against that tree I rolled into." Red tried to straighten her back but her eyes squeezed in pain.
"So you're a Con-too-nist? What is that?" Red relaxed her body and looked at the young sergeant who sat down next to her.
"I' am contortionist, its where someone can bend their body in different positions."
"oh wow!" Carter let out his eyes where wide and excited.
"Yes, and she so good at it." Newkirk voice rang through the room. Everyone looked up as Newkirk, Hogan, and LeBeau, came into the room. Newkirk knelt down in front of Red and held up her hands. "See that they put those ruddy old cuffs on you my dear." Newkirk stuck a thin piece of metal into the key hole of the cuffs and unlocked both of them. Newkirk look at her wrist, and saw that they where at the point of bleeding. He held her hands in his, but Red took them away from him slowly.
"Colonel, I would like to thank you for your help." Red looked up at the Colonel, who was adjusting his cap on his head. He walked over in front of her and leaned against the wall of the tunnel.
"Your welcome, are you alright, LeBeau said you took quite a tumble?" Hogan smile at Red she smiled back at Hogan.
"I will be fine Colonel, I just need to rest a little that all. But I need to get in contact with London, to tell that their spy that was found and killed."
"Don't worry; we have Kinch working on that. Do you think you're up for telling us what your mission is or are you to tired?" Hogan was concern about because he's not used to dealing with a RAF soldier who was a women.
"No Colonel, I'm fine. My mission is to destroy a file system that contains, battle movements, battle plans, and information, that the Germans have collected over the past years." Red took a deep breath as met tensed silence.
"And this file system is in Hammelburg? That's funny we didn't know about this, I wonder why they didn't tell us about it?"
"I'll tell you why Colonel, even though you guys are good, this is to advance for you." Red got an angry look from Hogan.
"Advance! Are you telling me that London doesn't think we're capable of blowing that up?" Red breathed in.
"It's not like that Colonel Hogan. It's just this mission requires, someone from the inside to riddance the papers, and not just anyone can go in there."
"What do you mean, is there only selective few who can go in there?" Hogan looked down at Red who nodded. "Who is it that can go in there then?"
"Gestapo the brigadier Generals, along with Himmler, and Hitler. But they also added another precaution. They had them stitch a number on to the collar of their clothes so when they check your identification, you must be wearing that piece of clothing." Hogan took his hat off and ran his hand through his hair.
"That's insane! So how are you going to get in?" Newkirk asked looking up at Red.
"London and I had received two identification numbers by a transmitter, without the Germans knowledge. London was able to schedule an appointment for me in two days. I was supposed to be taken out tomorrow and brought back here, change and leave." Hogan turned around and gave her a puzzled look.
"You said two identification numbers? So your taking one of my men with you right?" Everyone looked at colonel and started to protest. "Everyone settled down, we agreed to help her with her mission." Hogan looked passed his men who were crowding him towards Red who sat there staring at him. "Who do you need?"
"I need someone, who can speak, German, sound German, and look German." Hogan placed a hand on Newkirk shoulder and pointed to him.
"Well, Newkirk hear can sound, and speak it, and he does look German."
"Oh that's a ruddy nice thing to say even for an officer!" Newkirk complained, he turned his head and looked at Red. She and Newkirk stared at each other for the longest time and then she opened her mouth.
"Colonel is there anyone else?" Newkirk jaw drop at Red response. LeBeau pushed past Newkirk and ran over to Red raised her hand to his mouth and kiss the top of her hand.
"Oui Mlle. Ce serait moi." Red started to laugh at LeBeau. Newkirk went over to LeBeau.
"What the bloody heck did you said to he'r?" Newkirk said pointing his finger at Red.
"All I said it was me, I would be glad to go with her." Red took a hold of LeBeau hand and smiled up at the small French man.
"I'm sorry LeBeau, you have such a thick French accent, and these Germans would know right away you weren't German. I'm sorry but I'm wondering, what the Carter over there?" Red pointed to Carter who was standing behind the Colonel.
"Carter, has enough trouble with German words, never the less English." LeBeau said placing his cheek against her hand. Newkirk tapped his shoulder and glared down at him.
"I do not have trouble with speaking German, or English." Carter said making his way over to LeBeau.
"Oh yea, fine speak a little French for me then, or German then I can determine how much you have improved." LeBeau said to Carter. Carter and LeBeau started to argue; back and forth Newkirk stepped out of the way of the two and looked towards Red with sad looking eyes. Hogan though rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"ALRIGHT ALREADY, WILL EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!" As Colonel Hogan raised his voice everything went silence. They all looked at him. "Thank you. Now everyone up to bed!" Everyone started to break out now, in rebellious cries. "That's an ordered now go!" Everyone turned to and started to head out, Hogan started follow his men, but he turned back to Red. "I'll be right back, wait right here for me."
Red nodded and watches as Hogan moved his men over to the ladder that lead up to their barracks she thought. As Hogan watch his men climb up the Ladder he peered over his shoulder and smiled at Red.
She smiled back and looked away, pretending to be curious of her new surrounding only feeling a little uncomfortable, for some reason. As the secret entrance of the tunnel, close Hogan made his way back over to Red. He knelt down beside her.
"How are you feeling?" Red smiled knowing that he was concerned about her.
"I'm just fine Colonel." Red started to stand but the pain in her back made her fall. Red heart skipped a beat as she fell to the side, but the next thing she knew she did not hit the hard floor, Hogan had caught her.
"You're still in pain I can tell. Here let me help you." Hogan gave Red one of his dashing, charming smiles and gently helped Red back on her feet. "Here just lean into me, and I'll help you to your bed." Red looked up at Colonel Hogan. She finally figured it out the reason why she was so nervous it was because of Hogan. Hogan leaned down and kissed the top of her forehead. "Red you know you can trust us."
"Yes, Colonel, I know, but I'm thinking that this isn't a good idea." Hogan tilted his head to the side.
"What do you mean?"
"Colonel, I think I've fallen, yank" Hogan jaw dropped. "I'm sorry."
"Question do you still love Newkirk?" Hogan guided Red out of the room and around the corner. There pushed up against the wall was the cot that Kinch usually laid on when he stayed down all night waiting for a response from anyone. Hogan helped Red down on to the cot and Red looked up to Hogan.
"Yes, but like I said he doesn't have feeling for me. Colonel I'm sorry but I think he gave you the wrong impression. Besides he wasn't worry weather or not I'm alive."
"That's a lie, and you know it." Hogan looked down at the female Captain. "Newkirk was worried to death, he droved me nuts. He paced up and down the barracks, and asking every five second what time it was and he kept saying your name over and over again." Red looked away and back at Hogan.
"Colonel could you leave please, I'm not in such a mood now for talking." Hogan nodded and left with out saying a word.
Whoopy I kind of surprise myself with this. It turned out pretty good, hey if you think you figured out this plot for this story, your dead wrong. Here's the translation for the German words and conversation
German Words
Antrieb* Drive
Schnell*: Quickly, or fast
*: you will recognize that I used the pencil idea from one of the episode from Hogan's Heroes that had Axes Annie in it.
German Conversation:
***"Was ist das?" : What is this
***"Was ist los?" : What is wrong
***"es ist ein Bleistift!": It is a pencil
Pretty simple to tell you Chapter seven will take as long Chapter six did to type alright byebye for now.