Just a quick update, I will try and post more again soon.

***IMPORTANT*** There is something revealed in this chapter that propbably the majority of viewers do not know (English/German/French/etc). I certainly missed it the first few times I watched it. And nearly fell off my bed (I uh, don't own a sofa) when I caught it this last time. So please don't put me on Fanfic trial! hehe! It IS in Cannon! And will be explained at the end! And when I find the direct quote (which I am searching for, I just don't remember what episode) I will upload it.

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It was immediately after Klink dismissed the men, that Kinch walked straight over to the Kommandant, as the Kommandant started walking back over to this office.

"Colonel Klink, Sir? I would like to make a request to see Colonel Hogan, sir."

"Colonel Hogan. Sorry not possible." Klink turned and continued walking.

"Sir, please. I'm new at filling in his roll. I need to make sure I have all my duties covered, that way the men don't rebel, and start a riot, and-"

"Alright! Five minutes, but that is all. Now dismissed!" Klink stormed up the steps and straight into his office. Smiling for the first time in a couple days, Kinch rushed over to the cooler. Where he found Hogan lying on the bunk starring at the ceiling.

"Colonel?"

"Hey Kinch." Hogan sat up and walked over to the barred door. "How is the outside world? Did I miss anything from Klink's speech this morning?"

"No, sir. He just went on about cricket today. Quite humorous really with Newkirk's comments thrown in. How are you and LeBeau holding up?"

"Nice of you to care, mon Ami!" LeBeau's voice floated sarcastically down the echoy hall.

"Fine, except LeBeau keeps singing."

"It is traditional French love songs!" LeBeau yelled. Kinch snickered.

"Anyways sir, I have an update on Carter." Kinch filled him in up to that point. Hogan started pacing. Kinch waited quietly for his answer.

"He's outta here. I don't want him here. There is too many questions floating around him. As soon as I get out, I will arrange with our local travel agent for him to be sent elsewhere. In the meantime, I'm not sure how long Klink wants to keep both LeBeau and myself locked up here, but we need to figure out the mission tonight. I want you to talk to the men in barrack 11 about possibly helping us out. I know that Thompson wanted a chance to come out with us."

"Of course, Colonel."

"Also, keep questioning Carter. There is something there that doesn't fit with me."

"Alright."

"And assign a team to finish expanding the tunnel to the cooler. I wanna a way to get outta here if need be."

"I'll get right on that."

"Oh and Kinch, one more thing."

"Yes, sir?"

"Bring me something to plug my ears with."

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Kinch re-entered the barrack and motioned for Newkirk and Olsen to walk with him to Hogan's office.

"You really think he's a threat then?" Olsen asked curiously.

"If the Colonel thinks so, than whom I am to argue?" Kinch shook his head.

"It's just…. Carter's not a German."

"He…what?" Kinch raised his eyebrows surprised.

"Wha'? Wha' do ya mean, 'e's not a German?" Newkirk stood up straight from leaning against the bunk bed and looked straight at Olsen."

"I'm serious. Everything about his speak suggests that he is American."

"Are you positive, Olsen?"

"I'm staking my life on it, aren't I?"

"My life as well, mind you." Newkirk crossed his arms. Kinch pondered a moment before speaking.

"Alright this is what we are going to do. Newkirk you go down into the tunnel and work with the diggers. Olsen, you continue to question Carter, I'm going to go talk to barrack 11." The three nodded in agreement and then set upon their tasks. Kinch walked straight over to Barrack 11, to set up the team for that night's mission. He only hopped that Colonel Hogan would be out in time to be apart.

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It wasn't until after dinner that night that the three of them met back up in Colonel Hogan's office. All feeling disgruntled that the mission that night would be a failure. Kinch was the first to speak. While he still wasn't used to be in the position of leader, it was coming easier with time and practice. He looked both men in the face before he spoke.

"I talked with Thompson, Bailey, and Williams. All three will be taking our place tonight on the mission, save for you, Olsen." Kinch looked at Olsen. "You still know this area better than any of us, and you speak it like a native."

"Hmm, not sure whether or not that's an insult…" Olsen smiled.

"As for the explosives. Well….that is indeed a problem. We have some gunpowder from a few bullets, and Wilson says he still has some nitroglycerine in the infirmary."

"Do we have any magnisium?" Olsen asked.

"We do, but it's in the dirt from all our digging. And the problem is we don't have the equipment to separate it into its pure form."

"Oh yeah…" Olsen suddenly remembered the had a conversation concerning that exact topic almost a year ago when they started digging the tunnels.

"Do we have any sodium?" Olsen asked again.

"'Course we do, mate," Newkirk rolled his eyes, "it's called salt."

"Hey, I'm just thinking outloud here. I don't see you coming up with any ideas, Peter."

"I'm thinkin' alrigh'!" Newkirk answered facing him.

"That's enough!" Kinch throw his hands up in the air. "Newkirk. Go take a walk."

"Look, Kinch…"

"Take a walk, and collect bullets from the guards."

"Oh. Well, when ya put it 'at way…"

"Olsen. You go get the Moreau brothers and start preparing for when Newkirk returns with the bullets."

"Alright Kinch. Do you want me to save the shells, so he can return them?"

"Yes. We can't have Schultz suspecting any "funny business". Now go!" Kinch sighed as he watched them both leave, rubbing his forehead after they left. If there is one thing he didn't like. It was giving orders. He much perfered to treat people like equals.

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The next hour seemed to drag on slower than anything that Kinch had ever expirenced before. He nervously figited down in the tunnels at the raido waiting for the team to finish with their respective projects and reassemble. Most of all, he was still hoping that Colonel Hogan would show up. He was finding it hard to believe that Klink still had him in the cooler. Rechecking his equipment for the zillenth time in five minutes, the last member of the group showed up, and Kinch preceeded to explain the nights events.

"-only Olsen from our barracks will be coming-"

"See Colonel is steel in see coolar?" The older of the two Moreau brothers asked.

"Yes. Klink has never kept him in there this long for something so trivial. It must be part of his good mood he has been in."

"'Einrich." Newkirk answered, carefully reassembling one of the bullet shells from which the powder had been taking out of.

"Heinrich? (1)" Kinch asked.

"Yeah. 'Is son. 'E is coming for a visit." Everyone looked at him with faces ranging from utter surprise to downright skeptasism. "Wha'? Am I the only one 'ere 'ho knew 'bout this?"

"He….has a…son?" Kinch repeated utterly astonished.

"Yeah."

"Our bald eagel….has a son….?"

"Yeah."

"Oh!" Kinch was thrown off for a moment. "Anyways. So you three," he looked at Thompson, Bailey, and Williams, "will leave tonight around midnight and meet the convey here." He pointed to the map. "It is best to lay the explosions here, here, and here. Take special care not to get caught. Follow Olsen's lead."

"Understood, Kinch."

"Right, Kinch."

"I'm in charge?" Olsen asked.

"Correct."

"If only Mrs. Aster could see me now." Olsen grinned at the thought.

"That's it. Olsen, report to me when you return. Otherwise, finish up here, and get back upstairs for evening roll call. Hurry though. We only have about 20 minutes left." Kinch started back towards the ladder, leaving the rest of the men to work.

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Olsen shiften his weight on his bunk, causing it to gently squeek. Glancing at his watch again, he noted that there was only five more minutes until he had to leave to meet up with the rest of the team. Trying to mental prepare himself, he concentrated on trying to get his mind back into a German Language mindset, and calm his breathing in order to clear his mind. Looking down at his watch again, he still had three mintues to go before he could risk leaving. Suddenly, he heard a bunk from across the room squeek and rattle. Someone was getting up. Propping himself on his elbows, Olsen peered into the darkness. It was hard to tell, but it was either Newkirk or Carter, since they were going to, or had switched bunks, Olsen couldn't remember, he didn't know which one. Following the figure with his eyes, he watched the man, finish pulling on his boots, and open the door. It was Carter. He looked right, then left, and then right again, before stepping out. Olsen glanced at his watch again. One minute to go.

(1) Before everyone jumps on me here. Klink in fact DOES have a son. They mention him in Season 6. His name is Heinrich. Although, I will need to double check if he is in the English version…. I tried really hard to find the exact episode where they mention him, sadly he is only mentioned once in a conversation between Hogan and himself. And I don't remember what episode that was in, or what else the conversation was about….so if anyone remembers can you let me know, so I can cite this properly?