Switzerland April 1968

Hochstetter opened the door for Angie as they went into his weekend house. It was a nice size house set far back from civilization. The interior was decorated with dark wood paneling, and the house was furnished with rich cherry wood furniture. The place definitely needed a woman's touch, but it did fit Hochstetter's personality. He walked over to the fireplace in the main room and started a fire; for early April it was still cold out and the house didn't have any other method of heating. Angie started some water on the stove to make coffee as Hochstetter hung up their coats, once the hot drink was prepared the two sat down on a couch in front of the fire facing each other.

"I think we should start with the fact that you're alive. And then the young lady I met today, whom I assume is your daughter, Lisal." Hochstetter held his face unreadable, but his tone had a bit of a bite to it.

Angie lowered her head and took a deep breath not even sure where to begin, when she looked up she started. "I had to leave Germany; it was no longer safe for you or me. If I'd stayed, then one or both of us would have been killed, so Hogan helped to get me out."

"Hogan? Why would he help, and what do you mean one of us would be killed? Did you ever love me or was it all an act?" Hochstetter growled.

"When I told you that I loved you, I meant it with all my being. You're the only man I've ever loved," Angie answered looking directly into his eyes. "Hogan ran the sabotage unit you were looking for back then, and he had the ability to get me back to London."

"You were a spy for the Allies! Why should I believe anything you say to me now?" He screamed at her causing Angie to flinch at his outburst.

"Wolfgang, I've committed treason to protect you, and I was able to convince Papa Bear and Nimrod to also commit treason for you," Angie answered. "All the things I've done, since the last time we saw each other was to keep you safe and alive."

Stalag 13 December 1944

Hogan sat there with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach; he was afraid that he was watching his operation of nearly three years unravel in front of his eyes. This General wouldn't confirm the story, and he knew he'd be turned over to the Gestapo. His mind was raising a thousand questions and suggestions on how to get out alive, but no scenario that he played in his head, brought the results of him living. The best he could do was to hope to stall long enough for his men to get away, they'd be his legacy. If they lived… then that was the most he could hope for at this point.

Burkhalter put the phone down smiling and then looked up at the Major, "General Kittsmeyer has confirmed everything Klink and Hogan have been saying. I think the next time you should get your facts straight within your own branch, before you start accusing the Luftwaffe of being in league with the Allies. I suggest you leave now," Burkhalter's tone said it wasn't a suggestion but an order.

Hogan tried to keep his face at an impasse, but the relief and confusion that flooded through him was enormous. Was Kinch really able to fool Burkhalter? Who was this General Kittsmeyer? Letting out a deep breath, Hogan watched Hochstetter gravel his way out the door, but not before he warned Hogan he'd be back.

"Colonels, as far as I'm concerned this matter is closed. Hogan, you're free to go. Klink and I have some matters to discuss," Burkhalter said indicating with his hand for him to leave. Hogan didn't have to be told twice; he was out of there like a shot and on his way back to barracks two. He had a camp evacuation to stop, and to thank Kinch for his fast thinking and work.

Hogan walked into the barracks asking where Kinch was, LeBeau told him at the radio. Both men went down the ladder meeting up with Kinch and Newkirk in the radio room. When his radioman put down the headset from informing London no evacuation was necessary, Hogan asked him. "Kinch, how did you do it? I'm damn impressed, tell me all about it."

"Colonel, I was upstairs when General Burkhalter made that call. It wasn't me who was talking to him. Who is this Kittsmeyer?"

Hogan shook his head in utter amazement; he'd thought they'd pulled another fast one over on the Germans. Who did he need to thank for saving his team? He asked Kinch to find out everything he could on the General.

In Berlin, General Kittsmeyer sat back in his chair. My friend Nimrod, I hope that helps with whatever you're up too. I owe you everything, since you got my family safely out of Germany, and somehow together, we'll take the maniac down.

Hochstetter drove back to Hammelburg Gestapo headquarters madder than he'd ever been in his life. He knew Hogan was his man, but how was he going to prove it? Why would General Kittsmeyer have taken Hogan and his men? What did he learn?

When he got to his office, his friend Major Braun was waiting for him. "Is Papa Bear downstairs?" he asked with great anticipated excitement. Braun had been planning the interrogation during his trip to Hammelburg. After Hochstetter explained what happened while pacing around his office, Braun suggested. "Kittsmeyer was supposed to have been at the meeting but at the last minute something came up. Do you think they could be working together?"

"A Gestapo General? No, I doubt it, but it would be worth looking into just in case. I know Hogan is Papa Bear, but I have no proof to get him out of Stalag 13," Hochstetter pounded his fist against the desk.

"You are the best investigator I've ever met. I believe you even without physical proof. It would seem that the only obstacle would be to get Papa Bear outside of the stalag. If we can't bring him out, then we have to give him the proper incentive to come to us," Braun replied with an evil smirk. "I might even have a way. I have a lead on a French underground agent seen in this area several times. The only logical reason for her recurrent travel here would be meetings with Papa Bear to coordinate their activities. Do you think she'd be suitable motivation?"

"Ja, I think you may have the solution. How shall we plan this?" Hochstetter was elated as the two started working out the details.