A/N: I just couldn't stay away. So here it is, four days before I said. I feel like such a fibber. Lol Just to let you guys know, you are totally awesome! I am so spoiled from the response this story is getting, from reviews to favorites. I never expected it to have taken off like it has. Thank you!

Lena

Chapter 6: Long Time, No See.

I woke to a slight swaying and a pounding headache. I blinked a couple times to clear my vision. I tried to flex the numbness in my wrist but they were bound. I really hated that. Always with the binding of the wrists.

"Welcoming back to the land of the living, Lena," said a smooth voice beside me. It was Dieter. I glanced over at him and his smiled widened. It was the same smile that once sent my heart beating a mile a minute. As I saw it now, my heart beat no faster than normal. I could no longer see the brilliant and handsome boy I knew in school, all I saw now was a Nazi. I squeaked in surprise when his fingers graced my jaw.

"Still the little mouse as you were in school," he chuckled. I glared at him. His boyish charm no longer had any appeal on me. "So Lena, are you going to tell me why you were out in those woods?" he asked leaning back in the seat.

"Nein," I said curtly.

"Ahh, kitten has claws," he said laughing. "Though I must warn you, Lena. Those claws of yours will do little else then annoy people. Careful who you choose to annoy, kitten."

"Why do you hate them?" I asked suddenly, thinking of my family.

"I assume you are meaning the Jews. Who else would you be referring to when asking a Nazi whom they hate? I personally do not care either way. I am just following the Führer's orders. I do my job and I am good at it, end of story," he said calmly but his eyes showed that he was irritated.

"Do believe in God, Dieter?"

"No."

"But I assume you have studied the Bible? You could never resist a book."

"I have. Is this going somewhere, Lena? Are you going to me that I going to burn for my sins? You shouldn't hold to strongly to your faith. It will fail you. No God has ever stopped a bullet."

"My faith is not to protect my body, but my mind. Faith allows me to believe that even though might not face punishment in this life you will not be able to hide from the Father. He will see you burn for your sins. That is why I must believe. Therefore, I don't go mad from the thought you might get away with the evil you committed. However, I don't think you will be able to escape Man's judgment. You will lose this war. And when you are judge for murder, do you think they will accept that you were only following orders?" Dieter just glared at the woman and fought the urge to hit her. However, Hans Landa said he wanted her in perfect condition. The car stopped before Dieter could reconsider. Hermon, the driver, opened the door and I stepped out with Dieter in tow.

"Hermon, take her to Herr Landa. I need to take a walk." The young private nodded and guided me towards the door. I turned back and called out to Dieter.

"Ezekiel 18:20, The one who sins is the one who will die. The child will not share the guilt of the parent, nor will the parent share the guilt of the child. The righteousness of the righteous will be credited to them, and the wickedness of the wicked will be charged against them." Dieter did not look back and he kept walking till he was out of sight. "I wished better for you, mein leiben," I whispered even though I knew he could no longer hear me.

-o-

Wicki repeatedly kicked the tree in anger. Lena was gone and there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't have the slightest clue where she could be. He roared in frustration and kicked the tree hard.

"Someone calm him the fuck down please," Aldo ordered.

Hugo came over and rested his hand on Wicki's shoulder. Wicki calmed down enough where he was no longer abusing the defenseless tree, but he was still very much pissed off. He nodded to Hugo who nodded back and removed his hand.

"We have to get her back," Wicki declared.

"You know where they took her?" Aldo asked calmly, snorting some spice.

"No," Wicki answered reluctantly.

"I understand that you are sweet on Lena," he said pocketing his spice box. "But, you can't go rush into town with guns a blazin' looking for your girl. It just doesn't work that way. We can't risk the entire operation for one girl and you know that. I sorry, Wicki, but there is not much we can do for her. We will keep an ear out but other than that, we have to keep moving forward. Understand?" Wicki did not say anything, he did not even look at his Lieutenant.

"I asked, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," Wicki muttered grudgingly.

"Good. Now we have to make contact with the General in two weeks. Give the layout of what has happened so far and if there is anything special, he needs us to do. You know, all the bullshit work. That means a trip near town. Now I am going to let you go into town. You'll take Donny and Hugo. They should keep you from runnin' off and playin' hero for your damsel in distress. Get your supplies and you can listen for any information. Sound fair?" Wicki nodded.

-o-

"Do you know each other?" asked Hermon. He asked the question in a kind voice. He only seemed to be only curious.

"We went to school together. Though this is the first time talked since school."

"Were you two sweethearts?" he asked bashfully. I knew he was asking because I called Dieter, 'Mein lieben'. Hermon could not be any older than nineteen. He was too young to be tangled up in this horrible war. He was too sweet to be escorting prisoners and killing innocent people. He should be flirting with girls and living life, not fighting for such a horrific man.

"I once wished it. I could even say that I once loved him, but that was long ago. Maybe we could have worked but we could never work now," I said sadly.

"I wish I could help you." I rested my hand on his shoulder. He knew that I was most likely going to die.

"I know, Hermon. However, you can't and even if you could I would not ask it of you. It would only kill us both. I have known that this moment was coming for years now. I am just surprised that I had managed to last this long." We stopped in front of the door and I know who sat on the other side. I wasn't lying when I said I had known this moment was coming, but I was still not prepared for it. My heart raced and my palms were slick with sweat. Hermon opened the door for me. I took a deep breath and tried in vain to calm my nerves. I wiped my sweaty palms on my pretty blue dress. I stepped into the room and looked back, over my shoulder, at Hermon. We shared a small sad smile. His eyes showed an internal battle, I nodded telling him it was to make my face show that I did not blame him. He seemed to understand what I was trying to say. He gave me look of sorrow before closing the door.

"Good afternoon, Fräulein Lena. Long time, no see," said the cheerful, sickly sweet voice that haunted my nightmares.

"Good afternoon, Sicherheitsdienst des Reichsführers Hans Landa."

A/N: I know I left another cliff hanger, but I really should get back to my essay. Lol On another note I am looking for a Beta reader. I have no idea on how it works so you have to get me up to speed. :D Hope you liked it! Till next time -Macbeth