Angie watched from the backdoor as her son and lover come into view. Her mind was working overtime. It appeared they were comfortable with one another. Impossible! When could they have met? What was her son doing here? How could he know where she was? When the men entered the house both looked a little afraid.

"Wolfgang?" She asked looking from Hochstetter to her son, the tone of her voice imparting more than mere words could express, while she tried to figure out what was happening.

"Hi mum," Wolfie walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Don't 'hi mum' me. What's going on here?" She demanded of both of them with a stern voice.

"I sort of forgot to tell you that I met father a while back," Wolfie said hesitantly as they all walked back to the den. Father and son sat on the couch while Angie paced with her hands on her hips.

"Just how long have you known each other?" She deadpanned looking at Hochstetter.

"Almost eight years," he swallowed hard as he answered. He knew this was going to be rough on all of them.

"WHAT?" Angie stood over them, definitely pissed off. She was starting to shake slightly from the emotions running through her. "Explain to me what has been going on."

"When Caleb and I came to Switzerland, we ran into father," he started but was interrupted.

"You RAN into your father?" The look on her face was one of utter disbelief.

"Well, not exactly; I came looking for him," he back peddled.

"YOU WHAT?" Angie started yelling then took several deep breathes as she paced a few steps, then in a calmer voice asked. "How did you know that your father was alive? And why did you look here for him?"

"I know you have a lot of questions and we'll answer them all. Please try to calm down," Wolfie swallowed nervously from the look she gave him. Angie never took well to being told what to do. He proceeded to explain how he'd always known his father was alive and the clues he found to locate him. He didn't mention her diary thinking it was safest to discuss that later, if ever!

"Do you know what I've sacrificed and all I've done to keep this family safe? You've endangered us all by going behind my back! Your job and very freedom are at stake by being in this room. And how could you allow our son to jeopardize his future like this?" she threw out to both of them. Her mind was in overdrive on how to contain the damage and save her son and lover once again. She saw her slim hope of having a life with the man she loved going up in smoke.

"I know what father did in the war. We've spent a lot of time talking about his years in the Gestapo and actions he carried out. Also, I've read the dossier MI-5 has on him, and everything in the files in Berlin," Wolfie answered her.

"And I've had to answer for my wrongs, looking into the face of my son," Wolfgang tried to reach out to her, but Angie pulled away.

"Do you know the charges that can be brought against you for knowing his whereabouts and not turning him in?" She directed at her son; her eyes showed fear for him.

Wolfie stood in front of her stopping her pacing. "I know you're worried for me, but believe me when I tell you it's going to be all right."

"Then you don't understand," she shook her head trying to come up with a way to save both men. Her heart was breaking but she wouldn't allow either man to see it.

"Mum, you have done everything right to love and protect our family for many years. Now it's my turn to take care of you. To give you and father the opportunity to figure out what your minds and most importantly, your hearts want. I've made arrangements so it will be both legal and safe for any of us to be seen with him. Please let me explain what has happened," Wolfie requested trying to calm her. Her eyes looked so scared and vulnerable at that moment that it shook him. She'd always been a pillar of strength in his life. He led her over to a chair, asking her to trust him for a little while longer with his eyes. Then he opened his briefcase taking out a large document and placing it on the kitchen table. "Before we go any further, father I need you to sign this. I've painstakingly gone over every word in it and it's exactly what we've agreed to."

Hochstetter picked up his reading glasses and a pen, and then started thumbing through the paperwork initialing in several places.

"What is that?" Angie asked with curiosity and hesitation in her voice as she stood to walk over to the table. Her son stepped in the way to stop her.

"Please allow him to finish signing and then I'll explain," Wolfie requested and Angie agreed, and then walked over to the fire tending to it. "I need to make a phone call and will be back in a moment." Wolfie went into his father's office and called the cleanup team to take care of Braun and his house. The MI-6 operator on the other end of the phone line promised a quick action response with no backlash on any of the involved parties. He hung up and came back into the kitchen in time to witness Hochstetter's signature on the last page of the agreement. After adding his own signature as witness and lawful agent for England he smiled at both his parents. "Now I can explain everything and there's no need to have secrets between us any longer."

"Good. You can explain it to us too," Hogan said walking in the front door with his men and Lisal following close behind him.

"Hogan," Hochstetter sneered his name as he walked over and protectively put his hand into Angie's hand. He was not going to allow his arch-rival to take away his lady again.

"Hochstetter," bitterness spilled into his voice as Hogan made sure Angie was all right. As far as Hogan was concerned the two would never be anything but enemies. "Angie, are there any problems?"

"Why are you all here? What are you even doing in the country? I told you that I wanted to do this on my own and not to come!" Angie's eyes flashed anger and hurt. How was she going to contain the situation if everyone knew? The day was not turning out as she had hoped.

"We know luv, but we heard there might have been some trouble and needed to make sure all was well," Newkirk stepped in trying to deflect her anger. He walked over close to the couple, glaring at Hochstetter.

Hogan noticed Hochstetter's left hand, the torn skin, the bruises, and dried blood; his rage hit the boiling point. In two strides he stood in front of his nemesis with blood pounding in his ears yelling, "If you've hurt her, I swear I'll kill you where you stand!"

"Me hurt her? How dare you accuse me of any such nonsense! You're the one who stole her away and left me thinking she was dead. You're to blame for our separation, and if you ever think of doing something like that again I'll take you down," Hochstetter's voice was dangerous as he stood in front of Angie as a protective barrier from Hogan. Sparks flew as the men stared each other down with tension rising in the room, fists clinched in anticipation, both calculating and waiting for the other to make the next move.

Lisal made her way forward and with a hand on Hogan's and Hochstetter's chests, she forcibly pushed them apart. Facing Hogan in a low voice stated, "You will bring no harm to my father. He's done nothing wrong. See that hole in the wall? It matches his hand. Back off and calm down!" Hochstetter smirked that the daughter he only met today was standing up for him. He didn't need her to fight his battles but was honored she felt the desire. Then she turned towards her father and in the same perilously low voice said, "You will never speak to Uncle Rob in that tone again. I don't know your past history, but somehow you will find a way to bury it and get along. He's been there for us since we were born, protecting and caring for us. You owe him a huge debt of gratitude for all he's done!" The incensed look on her face told them she meant every word. Both men took a step backwards grudgingly lowering their hostilities towards the other.

"Obviously there was no problem, but with all of you here it puts us in a quandary." Angie threw her hands up in exasperation as she began pacing again. A habit she picked up long ago as she tried to think.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that everyone came," Lisal walked over and gave her mum a hug. "I overreacted. I didn't know it was going to cause such a sticky wicket."

"I didn't mean to worry you by taking off so suddenly. There's a lot I need to explain, and we'll figure a way out," Angie responded gently to her daughter. Lisal was responsible and not the type to panic easily. She was proud of the confident woman her daughter had become with the inner strength to stand in between two fighting men.

"Seeing you and our father together is enough for now. There will be time for explanations later," Lisal answered. Her first sight as she came in the house was to see her father take her mum's hand. It warmed her heart and she knew with her brother involved everything would be sorted out as it should be. However, she did strategically place herself between her favorite uncle and her father after their fiery argument. Angie wondered how Lisal found out about Hochstetter and who else might know.

Hogan's men tried to calm down now that they could see their old friend was in no danger. With tempers waning, Wolfie requested that everyone take a seat so he could explain what was happening. He'd hoped to tell his mum before all his uncles showed up, but he knew that sometimes the best of plans were shot down. Some were going to have a hard time with his explanation, and wondered how badly they would react. Kinch might understand, but Newkirk, LeBeau, and Carter most likely wouldn't take the news in a good way, and Hogan, well, he knew it would only infuriate him more.

Facing his mum, he started. "Over the last two years, I've worked with a joint task-force to design a special agreement for people on watch lists with significantly valuable information offering immunity for any previous acts of aggression against our government. Along with the immunity comes protection from other Allied countries that might have them on a similar watch list. In exchange, they're required to supply us with information on others we've been trying to locate. There's a lot more to it and I'll tell you what I can later," Wolfie informed her watching her eyes widen as she understood what he was explaining.

A single tear escaped from Angie's eye as she realized that her son had accomplished the impossible, and the one thing she never had the ability to do. The secret she and her closest friends had kept over the years could no longer endanger her family. She couldn't have been more proud and relieved then at that moment.

"Mon Dieu! Dire ce n'est pas si," LeBeau jumped up excitedly speaking in his native tongue, horrified at what he was hearing.*

"You can't be serious," Carter said in sheer disbelief standing near LeBeau afraid he'd attack Hochstetter. Newkirk sat shocked; he was torn by the news. It would free Angie to be with the man she loved, but it also meant he'd never answer for his crimes.

"I'd like to introduce Wolfgang Hochstetter, MI-5 agent in good standing, and under the full protective order of the Queen."** Wolfie proudly announced, cautiously studying the faces of everyone in the room.

*My G-d, say it isn't so.

**www dot timesonline dot co dot uk/tol/life_and_style /article551009 dot ece

Shortly after WW2 ended, a Nazi responsible for finding and killing British spies in Germany, Horst Kopkow, was hired by MI-6 for the information he knew about communist, thus saving him from standing trial for war crimes. For decades, Britain concealed the fact that they like the United States, had hidden such men from the public giving them false identities and a fresh start in life.