Hugo and Mina are reunited! :D

The Good Life

I don't really know who I am
It's time for me to take a stand
I need a change and I need it fast
I know that any day could be the last

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I flinched when I heard the gunshots, but I held my place in the hallway, my hands clutching my locket tightly. My body began to shake; it was finally happening. Hugo was saved from execution. I closed my eyes when realized that he was going to be beyond pissed. I could feel Aldo's eyes on me, but I didn't look at him. He would not see me being weak. I felt him pat my shoulder before he went out to meet Hugo. I was to wait until Aldo called me. I leaned against the wall and sighed, bracing my foot against the stone.

"Sergeant Hugo Stiglitz?" Aldo asked, even though he knew who he was. Hugo didn't verbally respond, but I assumed that he nodded for the Southern man continued. "I'm Lieutenant Aldo Raine and these 'er the Basterds. Ever hearda' us?"

Hugo assumedly nodded again and Aldo continued. "We just wanna say we're a big fana' yer work. When it comes to killin' Nat-zis-" Aldo was cut off by a groan from one of the wounded Nazi guards. There was a shot and Aldo continued. "-I think you show great talent. An' I pride myself in havin' an eye fer that sorta talent. But yer status as a Nat-zi killer is still amateur. We all come here tuh see if you wanna go pro?" Aldo finished. It was silent again for a moment before Aldo slapped a hand on his knee.

"Well, ain't we just glad tuh hear that? Ain't we glad tuh hear it, boys?" Aldo asked the men surrounding him. They all responded a loud "Yes, sir" to their lieutenant. "Kagan. Dig 'round these here Krauts and find the keys to Stiglitz's cell."

There was some shuffling and I heard the sound of keys jingling, I straightened up and held my breath. I was nervous now. More nervous than our wedding night. I then heard the sound of iron groaning as the door was pulled open. Then, Aldo spoke. "Oh, before I forget. You owe all of this to a certain someone."

Hugo growled, "Thank you, sir."

I smirked. He was still sarcastic as hell. Aldo guffawed. "No, not me, Stiglitz."

Aldo whistled shrilly. I stepped out from behind the wall and raised my chin. My eyes went straight to Hugo, who went pale with rage. He muttered a curse before stalking over to me; the Basterds shifted as if they were preparing themselves to step forward if they needed to. I barely flinched. I was used to Hugo's temper and he would cut his own hand off before he struck me. Hugo gripped my shoulders and dragged me away from the others. "What did you do, Mina?!"

I shoved his hands off. "I got you out, just like I said I would. You are my husband, I love and I wasn't going to sit back and let them kill you, Hugo Stiglitz!"

He cupped my chin roughly, yet not enough to hurt me. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, Mina! You think they won't notice that the day after my wife visits me, I escape. They will find you and use you to get to me. I won't let that happen!"

I clutched his wrist. "Then, take me with you, Hugo. That way you'll be able to know that I'm alright."

He looked ready to refuse. "I've sat back for too long without you, Hugo. Please, don't ask me to do it again. Remember when you told me that you couldn't live in a world without me, it's the same for me. If you died, it would…break me. "

Hugo leaned his forehead against mine. I could feel his resolve breaking. "I'm not happy about this, Mina."

I laughed and quickly pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. "Oh, I know. You wouldn't be the man I married if you were."

I pulled away and looked over at the Basterds, who were looking anywhere but at us. I smiled at their discomfort. "We're ready."

Aldo looked ready to protest, but one of his men, I think his name was Wicki, spoke before Aldo could voice his concern. "She has to come, it would look suspicious if the day after she visits her husband, and he escapes."

Hugo gripped the back of my pants and pulled me behind him, I made a sound of annoyance. "You were listening to us?"

I shoved my way in front of Hugo. "Stop, Hugo. He's trying to help."

Wicki nodded. "I didn't mean to pry, but the Lieutenant wanted to know what you were saying."

I smiled softly. "It's fine; he's just a stubborn ass."

Hugo was about to say something, but Aldo cut him off. "Let's move out before someone shows up!"

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I was huddled around the fire with Utivich, Donny, Wicki, Hirschberg, and Kagen while Aldo was speaking with Hugo. I wrapped my thin arms around my body, trying to hold back the shivers, but it was hard when the wind was blowing frigid air. The small fire wasn't much help, it offered minimum heat. Donny was across from me, his dark eyes drilling holes into me. I avoided looking him in the eyes, I glanced at Wicki. "What's his problem?"

Wicki glanced at me before looking at Donny. "He's just very untrusting, especially since you were able to track us down. How did you do that?"

I shrugged. "I got very lucky. I found an article about you all and traced where the ambushes were and I was able to pinpoint your next location, but I wasn't sure if it'd actually work."

Wicki looked impressed. "That's very impressive, Mina. You're very intelligent."

I blushed at the compliment. "Thank you, Wicki. You're from America?"

He nodded. "Well, I'm from Austria, but I moved to America before the war got out of control. When I heard about the Jews and others being slaughtered, I enlisted."

"I grew up in America, Maryland actually, but was sent to live with my mother in Germany when I was fifteen." I admitted, looking into the fire.

"You're German-American?" Wicki asked, curiously.

I nodded. "Well, it's another good reason that you're with us. They would have probably made some poor accusation about you being an American spy."

"Hugo was always afraid of that." I said, looking over my shoulder.

"You love him very much, don't you?" Wicki asked, surprised.

I looked at him with wide eyes. "Of course, he is my husband."

"Not every married couple is in love." Wicki stated.

"We are. I've been in love with him since I was fifteen. He is difficult and moody, but that's what I love about him. He does have his sweet moments." I explained, smiling at certain memories.

"How long have you've been married?"

"About five years. If I didn't have my way, we would have probably just got married. He was concerned about me being so young. I was twenty and ready to marry the man I love."

Wicki was about to say something when a heavy hand fell on my shoulder. I glanced up to see Hugo glaring daggers into Wicki, I sighed in resignation. At least he wasn't beating him up. I smiled in apology at Wicki, he waved it off. Hugo helped me up, slipped his jacket off and put it around my shoulders, I smiled my thanks. Aldo was nice enough to supply us with a tent for some privacy. I was slipping my arms into the sleeves, as I followed him to the tent and away from eavesdropping ears and eyes. Hugo held the flap open for me, I crawled in and watched him creep inside, closing the tent behind him. I couldn't see his face, but I could see the outline of his powerful body. "Are you going to tell me off?"

I felt Hugo lay down beside my sitting form. "No. But, that Austrian better keep his eyes off of you."

I rolled my eyes and slapped blindly at him. "We were just talking, Hugo. He knows that I'm yours and yours only."

"Well, come properly greet you husband, wench." Hugo growled in dark and I felt his hand creep up my leg.

I laughed huskily and pounced on him. I heard him grunt from my weight, but I knew it didn't bother him. I was leaning over him, my hair curtaining our faces, as I tried to see his eyes. I loved looking into them before we kiss, but I couldn't see them. Hugo gripped the back of my head and smashed his lips against mine, I gasped into his mouth. There was no restriction of bars now. His need was agonizing as my low whimpers and throaty moans floated in the tent. His other hand gripped the back of my thigh and pulled me onto his lap. Hugo sat up with me straddling his hips, his fingers digging painfully, yet erotically into my hips. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and plastered myself against him, grinding up against his hardening length. Hugo groaned against my mouth, I smirked. His lips moved south, kissing my exposed neck that had been offered up carelessly, suckling and biting as he pleased. His teeth scrapped their way down my neck, leaving a steady streak of red in its path while his fingers moved to my hips, digging into the flesh.

"Hugo," I gasped, arching my back.

His hands, rough and wonderful, pulled my shirt out of the waistband of my trousers. My eyes widened as I looked helplessly up at the top of the tent, as Hugo continued to feast on my neck and his hands – oh, his hands! – were sliding underneath my shirt. I sighed, as his rough hands sent shivers down my spine, as they caressed my silky skin. I decided that it was my turn to take control. I took a firm hold of his hair and jerked his head back, he growled in annoyance. I leaned down and nipped at the dent in his chin before I trail kisses along his jaw line. Hugo groaned and bucked his hips when I began to suck and nibble on his Adam's apple, my tongue often darting out to soother the skin. His fingers dug into my sides. Fervently, I gripped his shoulders and started to rock my hips against his. But, when my hands grasped at his back, I felt his flinch. I pulled back, struggling to see his expression in the dark.

"What's wrong, Hugo?" I asked, worriedly.

"Nothing," he growled, trying to kiss me but I crawled off his lap. "Mina, come here."

"They whipped you, didn't they?" I hissed, clenching my fists.

"It's nothing," Hugo snarled.

"That's a yes and I assume that they didn't treat your wounds." I sniped, untying the tent flaps. "Wait right here!"

I crawled out of the tent, stood up and hastily walked over to the group, Hirschberg and Kagen wolf whistled when they saw me all flustered and with a throbbing hickey on my neck. I narrowed my eyes at them and they fell silent. I turned to Wicki and asked, "Do you have any antiseptic?"

"Yes, I'll go get some for you." With that said, he went over to the supplies.

I was aware of Donny glaring at me. I turned my angry, green eyes on him. "Can I help you?"

He sneered at me.

Okay! I think that's it for today unless I get bored later, but I have AP Art stuff to do, so who knows. Tell me what you think and I'm all up for suggestions.