Nelson and Healey were back into their Army Air Corps' major uniforms by the time Schultz slammed the door. Nelson couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the Sergeant of the Guard. The American was wondering if they were creating a German version of Doctor Bellows.

Hogan and his staff were still meeting in the senior POW's office when Bellows re-entered the barracks. Nelson decided to take advantage of the time he and Healey had alone with the Air Corps captain. Tony motioned Roger to come over.

"Follow my lead," The Air Force Major quietly said to his Army friend. Nelson then walked over to Bellows, with a puzzled Healey in tow.

Tony asked Bellows, "How's it going?"

The Air Corps Captain replied, "I'm exhausted, I just finished my work detail outside. I'm ready to hit the rack."

Nelson nodded, "Yeah, raking rocks can be rough. So you flew P-51's? Man they are fast! How fast could you get that bad boy up to? 350 Knots?"

Bellows cautiously replied, "Yes they could move..."

Catching on, Roger prodded Bellows with, "And which RAF did you say you left from? Man I would love to be in England. Westminster Abbey, the Tower, Big Ben... "

The Captain was even more guarded when he said, "Anywhere would be preferable to here."

Just then Hogan's meeting broke up. Newkirk, Kinchloe, Carter, and LeBeau all filed out of Hogan's office. Nelson and Healey went back to their racks. Shultz came in to the barracks, relieved that the new majors were once again dressed in their American uniforms, informed all his charges that it was time for 'lights out.'

Hogan heard a soft knock on his door in the middle of the night. He grabbed a nearby pistol and moved from his cot to his desk. He then sat at his desk, keeping the pistol hidden

"Enter" Hogan softly ordered. Captain Bellows then quietly entered the Senior POW's office.

Puzzled, Hogan asked, "What do you want, Bellows?"

The younger officer paused, and carefully said, "Sir, I have concerns about Majors Nelson and Healey."

Hogan's interest was peaked, "Go on," the Colonel continued.

Bellows informed Hogan, "It may be just curiosity, but the two of them were asking a lot of questions about the P-51 and my mission."

Hogan tried to play off his concern, agreeing, "You're right. It could be flyers just curious about other planes. But you didn't tell them anything did you?"

The captain emphatically denied, "No sir."

The Senior POW commended, "Good man. Now go back to sleep." the Colonel then added, "Oh, Captain.. on your way back to your rack, could you tell Sergeant Kinchloe I need to see him without waking up anybody else?"

Bellows acknowledged, "Yes, sir," and exited his superior's office.

Once Kinch was in Hogan's office, Hogan had a new set of orders for his communications officer.

"Kinch, I need you to let Papa Bear know that we need somebody to actually check the flight logs of Bellows, Nelson and Healey. There must be records of these three somewhere."

Staff Sergeant Kinchloe acknowledged, "You got it, sir."

Captain Samuel Flagg found himself on a C-47 bound for some rock in the Med called Pianosa. Supposedly that's where Nelson and Healey took off from in their Mossie. The flight wasn't the most comfortable by any means. Even though a C-47 isn't exactly a luxury liner, the CID man found himself sandwiched between crates for something called 'M&M Enterprises.' Flagg volunteered for the mission for a couple of reasons: 1. It got him away from a stateside desk closer to the action in the European Theater; and 2. Even he was unsure why he signed off so quickly on Nelson in Healey when he was interviewing their families, it was like he was under some sort of spell- now he wanted to delve a little deeper in the two majors' background.

Finally, after the roughest landing he could remember, Flag set foot on solid ground. Instead of a jeep or staff car awaiting him, the Captain was astounded to see a taxi cab coming towards the plane. The door of the sedan read "M&M Taxi."

The driver greeted Flagg, "Welcome to Pianosa, Captain. Where to?"

Stunned, Flagg just uttered, "Squadron Commander."

Within a couple of minutes, the cab stopped at a building marked 'Commanding Officer 256th Bomber Squadron.' The driver stopped and opened Flag's door.

The driver then said, "Four bits."

Puzzled, Flagg asked, "What?"

The driver repeated, "Four bits." He then added, "Uncle Sam will reimburse you."

Flagg just sighed and pulled two quarters out of his pocket.

The driver, with his hand still out, added, "Uncle Sam will also reimburse a tip."

When Flag fished out an additional nickel, the driver smiled saying, "Thank you, Sir. What is good for M&M Enterprises is good for the country!"

Flag then entered the building. The Captain then knocked on the door marked 'Squadron Commander.'

A voice behind the closed door said, "Go Away!"

Flag was getting irritated, "CID, Open Up!" The Captain ordered.

The voice then said, "What do you want."

The CID Captain replied, "Your name soldier!"

The Voice replied, "Major."

Angrily Flag barked, "You may out rank me sir, but I am CID. If you don't give me your name right away, Major, I will make your life very miserable."

The voice then explained. "My name is Major and I happen to be a Major."

Flag started writing this down, "First Name?" The CID man asked.

"Major" the voice replied.

Exasperated, Flagg then instructed, "OK Major, your first name is Major, what is your last name?"

"Major," the voice repeated.

Flagg stopped writing and incredulously asked, "You're rank is Major, your name is Major Major, do you have a middle initial?"

The voice just said, "M"

The CID Captain realized he was quickly going down the rabbit hole. Flagg then decided to get back to the point.

Flagg said, "Major, I need you to identify a couple of pilots who took off from here in a de Havilland DH 98 Mosquito a few weeks ago."

Major Major said from behind the door, "Are they there with you?"

The CID Captain said, "No, I need you to look at their photos."

"Slide them under the door," Major Major instructed.

Flagg asked, "Excuse me?

Major Major then said, "Slide the photos under the door, Captain. You'll get them back."

Not wanting to spend any more time in this madhouse than necessary, Flagg slid the photos he took from Iowa and Texas under the Major's door. Within a couple minutes they were slid back under to the CID Captain, as promised.

Major Major said, from behind the door, "Nope, never saw them."

Flagg then asked, "Are you sure."

Major Major replied, "Positive. We don't get many Mossies here, and I'd remember their crew."

Flagg then filed his report and got the heck off of Pianosa. The CID Officer thought the 256th was the most un-military unit he ever ran across in the Army. And he continued to think that. Until he got to Korea.

Hogan, Newkirk, LeBeau, and Carter went downstairs to the radio shack when Kinchloe reported there was news. The four waited patiently while the staff sergeant deciphered the message.

Kinchloe reported out, "MI 6 totally cleared Bellows. Several squadron mates identified him from his photo, and RAF Leister has him taking off in a P51. His wing man also reported seeing Bellows being shot down."

Newkirk stated, "Well if MI 6 vouches for him, that is good enough for me."

The Staff Sergeant continued, "CID Captain Flagg flew to Pianosa to check out Nelson and Healey."

Carter scoffed, "Flagg, wasn't he the same one that cleared them? CID always means trouble."

Hogan ordered, "Quiet Carter. Go Ahead Kinch."

Kinchloe went on, "Well, Flagg seems to have changed his tune about our two majors. He was saying no one at the 256th remembered them, and that their CO said very few Mossies fly out of there."

Le Beau was the first to say, "I say let's make them talk."

The Colonel then started to calm his men, "In due time. Nelson and Healey aren't going anywhere."

Just then the radio started making all sorts of noise. A flash message had come in while Hogan and his men were discussing the previous communications. Kinchloe furiously started deciphering. The staff sergeant paused and looked at the paper for several seconds. The communications NCO did something he normally did not feel the need to do, he double checked his work.

"Well?" Carter impatiently asked.

Hogan shot Carter a glance, but then asked, "What have you got, Kinch?"

Kinchloe carefully reported, "Colonel, A reconnaissance flight out of Fort Randall, Alaska, took photos of a de Havilland DH 98 Mosquito on the ground in Siberia. The numbering on the plane matches that of I Dream of Jeannie."

Hogan's men all looked at their leader. The senior POW then paused to think. As well trained and disciplined his men were, he knew hard feelings between all of their countries and the Soviets and the NKVD could cause even the most mild mannered soldier to take action against perceived enemy agents. The thing was, technically the Soviets were on the same side as they were. Plus if Nelson and Healey were Soviet agents, he would need them in one piece to be able pick their brains.

Hogan quietly said, "Well it does appear we have a situation We've been in very similar ones where we have to deal with distasteful people. We need to find out what Nelson and Healey know... and we have learned from experience that intelligence elicited from the subject voluntarily is far more reliable than intelligence beat out of them."