I Need to Apologize (Explicit)

[Col. R. Hogan]

“I promise everything will be on the up and up, Wil. No worries about that.”

*smiles innocently*

“2 to 3 weeks? That’s doable.”

*watches Klink write his list*

*realizes he’ll have to translate it into English for General Butler*

*Thank God his handler is also his adopted uncle and is used to his weird requests*

*will have to fib a little until he can explain things in person*

*Butler knows from their face-to-face conversations that Klink and his guards are neutral at worst, but most are sympathetic to the Allies*

*a few even have pro-Allied leanings – Schultz and Langenscheidt are two of those*

*it’s amazing what secrets a man will spill if he’s drunk enough*

*realizes he has yet to tell Butler that Klink is one of the pro-Allied ones too*

*is not looking forward to the loooong conversation his brass will be having with him after the war*

*waits for Klink to finish writing the list*

*takes his hand*

“I don’t know how far Schweinfurt is from here by car – I’ve only ever flown over it – but if it’s far, maybe you could leave earlier?”

*lightly squeezes it*

“You’d be back right as the workday ended if you did. It’s bad enough we only have 8 guaranteed weeks together; I don’t wanna waste a second of it.”

*looks concerned*

“Or lose you to one of the nighttime air raids I’ve been hearing more of lately, for that matter. I can do a lot of things, but redirecting air raids isn’t one of them.”

*smiles softly as he gets up*

*hops over to where Klink is sitting*
*bends down*

*gives him a kiss on the lips*

“That was for luck.”

*procceds to give Klink a long, sweet kiss with plenty of tongue*

*pulls back*

“And that was so you know how much your favorite troublemaker will be awaiting your return. Very impatiently, I might add.”

*mischievous grin*
“I’d hate for you to get so wound up yelling at the lieutenant that you forget all about me.”

[Oberst W. Klink]

I'll be back for dinner, don't worry
*Smiles at how sweet Hogan is*
But there's other things i need to get out of the way before lunch...
*Eagerly returns the kiss*
I surely won't
*Voice is already a bit breathy*
But
*Pulls Hogan into his lap*
Give me another one just to be sure


--after Lunch--

*Gets up from the dinner table where they just ate*
I think that's Langenscheidt outside...
*Bends down to kiss Hogan on the cheek*
That's your furlough then...
*Takes his cap and scarf*
Don't burn down the camp while I'm away
And no escapes!
*Winks at Hogan before he takes his coat and crop*
*Leaves the private quarters, gets into the back of the staff car and drives off*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*caresses Klink’s face*

*softly* “I can’t help it. You’re always looking out for everyone here – even if you don’t advertise it – but that doesn’t mean you don’t need someone to look out for you.”

*presses a gentle kiss to Klink’s cheek*

“Glad to hear that. God only knows I could never forget about you, Wil.”

*has a bright smile on his face as he’s pulled onto Klink’s lap*

*murmurs* “Your wish is my command.”

-after lunch-

*has enjoyed a nice, relaxing meal with his kommandant*

*sighs*

 “I know. The one time I don’t want a furlough and I’m forced to take one anyway…What is this war coming to?”

*shakes his head and smiles*

“I’d like to go on record as saying I protest such treatment.”

*chuckles*

*his many protests might be a reoccurring joke between them but it never gets old*

*strokes Klink’s ring of hair*

“You do realize I’ll have to spend an extra day in your office now, right? We wouldn’t want anyone to think you’ve gone soft and let me off easy just because you had to be gone during the day.”

*actually wouldn’t mind that*

*staying in the Kommandantur might be boring but it’s still time spent with Klink*

*it also gives him plenty of chances to look at his kommandant all he wants without it being weird and gives him time to plan*

*still likes to make Klink purr with happiness despite his ‘broken wing’*

*grins at Klink*

“You don’t have to worry about that. The only fires I like starting involve the two of us being naked, a bed and our libidos.”

*winks back*

“It’s the duty of every officer to escape. Fortunately, I’ve already escaped to my chosen destination…and I’m sitting in it. Anyway, give ‘em hell, my love. I’ll see you tonight.”

*blows Klink a kiss right before he exits his quarters*

*feels like he could fly*

*it feels so good to be in love*

*decides to head over to Barracks 2 and get ahold of General Butler*

*nothing can spoil his mood right now*

-in Barracks 2-

*hops inside*

*has the biggest smile on his face*

*heads toward Kinch*

“Kinch, I need you to get on the horn to London for me. Get ahold of General Butler and tell him I need everything on this list to the letter, including the quantities. Top priority, to be delivered tonight or tomorrow at the latest. It’s about time we get a little something back after how ragged they’ve run us. Besides, we can’t do missions if we’ve got no energy.”

*hands Kinch the list he translated into English*

*has added a few luxuries for his team, Klink, Schultz and Langenscheidt and Hilda*

*they’re not big things but even everyday items can be a luxury in wartime*

*did not include anything for himself, since the brass will probably squawk enough as it is*

*well, not unless replacing the small tin of cookies Klink shared with him counts*

*doesn’t think it does because they’re not for him*

“Butler can put the luxuries on my tab. For the rest of it, tell him I’m calling in some of the favors I’m owed. I want the drops to be continued every 3 weeks on the dot until I say otherwise. Also let Butler know that Klink and his guards have been all been confirmed to be neutral or have pro-Allied leanings. Oh, and you should probably tell him my leg is broken too. You don’t need to say anything other than the fact I slipped while repairing the roof of the motor pool, though. Far as he’s concerned, I was up there because it needed to be fixed and I was bored, so I volunteered.”

*looks thoughtful*

“Come to think of it, I never did finish the job. Any of you fellas feel like stepping up on my behalf?”

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Me and Andrew can do it later, sir. Not a problem.”

*takes in Hogan’s overall demeanor*

*has never seen his CO look and sound so happy, so relaxed, so…content*

*come to think of it, he’s a lot more smiley and bubbly than usual*

*would swear Hogan was in love if he didn’t know better*
*there’s nobody at the camp for him to be in love with except Hilda*
*and from what he’s seen of that relationship, it would be one that was purely sexual*
*Yeah, Hogan and Hilda flirt a lot, but neither one seems interested in doing anything beyond that*

“You’re mighty chipper today, Guv.”

*smirks*

“Got you a hot date tonight or somethin’? And if so, does she ‘ave any single female friends?”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*He does...but his date isn’t a woman*

*obviously he can’t tell anyone else that*

*can’t wait to finish the massage he promised to give Klink*

*thinking about his kommandant causes a dreamy look to appear in his eyes*

*takes him a second or two to realize Newkirk asked him a question*

“Huh? Oh, no, no. Just in a great mood today, that’s all. It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep and a little physical relief will do for a man.”

*laugh is filled with pure joy*

*expression turns sober as he fills his team in on the potato situation and where Klink went*

“If Klink can’t get this straightened out, he’ll have to take the matter to Burkhalter. I don’t know how much the general is gonna cooperate if that happens – he’s not exactly Klink’s biggest fan. But all of us are gonna starve if we don’t do this. Last thing we need is anyone here getting sick, or the guards dying and being replaced with fanatics. Some of ‘em barely have any meat on their bones as it is. If all of us get down to those kind of rations here, anyone who’s already extra thin probably won’t survive for long. Plus, the Red Cross will come down on Klink for starving his prisoners, even though the reason for the shortage is something he has no control over.”
*crosses his arms over his chest*
“That’s not right. If he was deliberately withholding food from us, I wouldn’t care. But he’s not. I’m not gonna sit back and watch Klink be falsely accused of something he didn’t do, especially not when he’s doing the best he can. Berlin gives him a pretty small allotment to feed everyone. Worse yet, he’s supposed to divide everything he gets between the POWs and his guards. I’ve seen the paperwork stating it. Hell, I filled it out once!”
*shudders at the memory*

*turns back to Kinch*

“If Butler wants a more in-depth explanation, he’s gonna have to wait until the next time I’m in town. It’s too risky to say anything more over the radio.”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*nods his agreement to help Newkirk finish the repairs*

*listens to the story*

*whistles*

“Gee, you know things are getting bad when potatoes are a black market item!”

*stuffs his hands in his pockets*

“Do you want us to tell Klink what you’re doing, boy…I mean, sir?”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*shakes his head*

“Not unless Klink asks. Which, to be fair, he probably will at some point. You can’t exactly miss it when your cupboards are suddenly full. You guys can take the credit if you want to, but try to leave my name out of it. I’m doing this to help, not for any kind of recognition.”

*knows his team rarely gets credit for the things they do*

*He wouldn’t even have an operation if it wasn’t for them and yet he’s usually the only one who has their efforts recognized*

*He hates that*

*School taught him not to take credit for somebody else’s work – OTS taught him the exact opposite*

“Any questions, fellas? If not, I’m gonna go play a few games of solitaire. Klink said he should be back in a few hours.”

*sounds entirely too happy about that*

*the big smile he had when he entered the barracks returns to his face*

*eyes sparkle with happiness*

*Klink’s return can’t come soon enough for him!*

[Oberst W. Klink]

Kinch:

*Is surprised st the big smile Hogan wears when he comes in*
*Then again an afternoon without Klink would do that to most men...*
*Takes the list and looks it over*
Will do, sir

[Oberst W. Klink]

LeBeau

*Notices the dreamy look Hogan gets when newkirk asks him whether he might have a date*
*There's something he's not telling them!*
*Then again a night in a featherbed might do that to a man*
*Gets a dreamy look on his face at that thought*
*Is shaken out of it by another speech about the merits of Klink by their CO*
*It's becoming a habit... A very weird habit even if Klink truly were not half as bad as they thought*
*Raises his eyebrows and looks around his mates*
*Kinch looks back at him with the same questioning expression*
*Good that he's not the only one who notices that sth is off*
*Follows Kinch down to the radio after Hogan went to his room*
Kinch mon ami, what was that all about again?

[Oberst W. Klink]

Kinch

I don't know, Louis, but I can't remember the Colonel ever being so invested in something that mundane...
*Grins*
Maybe Klink's German efficiency is contagious
We should think about quarantining the Colonel
*Laughs while he starts up the radio*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*shakes his head*

*watches Hogan hop away*

*speaks once he and Newkirk are alone*

“Boy, he’s sure been giving a lot of speeches on the merits of Klink lately. Seems kinda strange to me. Why, the colonel’s been downright happy ever since we talked to him in the infirmary. Maybe it’s just a coincidence that happiness came on the heels of him and Klink spending so much time together. Unless…”

*looks thoughtful*

“Peter, do you think…I mean, could Colonel Hogan be in love with him? Like romantic love?”

*has seen the same look in both of his parents’ eyes every time they glanced at each other*

*still waits for Newkirk to tell him he’s being stupid*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*doesn’t do it*

*is wondering the same thing now*

“I don’t know, Andrew. Guess ‘e could be – it’d explain a whole lot – but it don’t make no bloomin’ sense. Unlike the rest of us, the Guv’nor has birds galore after ‘im. He doesn’t have to make do with what he’s got.”

*looks pointedly at Carter, then gives him a chaste kiss to take the sting out of his words*

*the sergeant might get on his nerves sometimes, but he still cherishes his friend-turned-lover*

*it’s rare that he, Carter and LeBeau actually do anything together*

*life in constant close quarters with other men doesn’t leave much time or privacy for a proper threesome*

*A “ménage a trois”, as LeBeau calls it*

“Either way, there’s definitely something goin’ on ‘e ain’t tellin’ us about.”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*is too busy thinking about his kommandant to pay any attention to his solitaire game*

*gives up after losing to himself for the second time in a row*

*didn’t even know that was possible*

*gets up*

*hops over to his bed and sits on it*

*leans his head against his palm*

*allows himself to daydream about the day he and Klink are no longer forced to be jailer and warden*

*Germany is gonna be reduced to rubble at the rate the war is going*

*even after Germany is eventually rebuilt – something he fully intends to help with since he was one of the people who helped damage it – the stain of war will still be there*

*was told by Schultz it happened after the Great War the one time he asked Schultz about life in Germany prior to the fruitcake*

*figures it’ll probably be a lot worse by the time that bastard is finally stopped*
*realizes he’s gonna have to accept if the brass offers to make him a general*
*never wanted to be one after he learned they’re not allowed to fly a plane*
*He loves to fly*
*However, generals can get things done pretty easily*
*knows he only has so many favors racked up and the standing request he’s having Kinch make of London is going to wipe out most of them*
*would rather remain a colonel so he’s not permanently grounded*
*but if comes down to the wire, he’ll bite the bullet*
*wants to make sure he can always protect Klink*
*rank is power in the military, just like bribes are currency in a POW camp*

*wonders if Klink would ever consider moving to the US with him*
*maybe to Minnesota; it’s still in the Midwest and the state is known for its friendliness*

*also for its decently high German population – he thinks it’s around 38% or so*

*won’t go anywhere that Klink would be harassed because of his accent*

*expecting Klink to constantly suppress it is a no-go as well*

*it’s part of his cultural identity and sounds so nice to boot*

*would be upset if Klink lost his ability to purr*

*He personally can’t make the sound, but he melts every time Klink does it*

*the only real problem with his plan is the women*

*frowns*

*as soon as one heard Klink’s accent, it’s likely they’d be flirting with him like crazy*

*Anyone else from Europe would have the same issue*

*but that’s a problem for later down the line*

*goes back to planning all the delightful things he wants to do to Klink tonight*

*his frown morphs into a blissful smile*

[Oberst W. Klink]

Kinch:

*After he delivered the message to Mama Bear he and LeBeau climb up the ladder again*
*Knocks on Hogan's office and enters without waiting*
*Finds Hogan with a blissfull smile on his face and now really atarts wondering what is happening to his CO*
Colonel, I delivered the message.
London will try to get everything and get back to us with the drop time
...say... You look awfully happy, sir..?
*Looks at Hogan with raised eyebrows*

[Oberst W. Klink]

LeBeau:
*Leaves the barracks to sit in the sun for a while but when he steps outside he nearly reels back in*
*Theres a black car parked on the mainyard and an all too familiar voice barks at Schultz who is stuttering and rambling*
*Runs back inside and to the Colonel's office*
Mon Colonel!!
'ochstetter is 'here again!!

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Good, good. They shouldn’t have any problems – they’ve always come through for us in the past.”
*shrugs at Kinch’s comment about him looking happy**
*starts to reply but is spared the effort by LeBeau’s announcement*
*sighs*
“Well, I was…until I heard that. Can’t say I’m very happy anymore.”
*raises an eyebrow at Kinch*
*lighthearted tone* “That solve your problem?”
*has known Kinch since before they were both shot down, so feels comfortable giving him a hard time*
*shrugs on his jacket and crush cap*
*stands up*
*grabs his crutches just as he hears a commotion in the main area*
*hops out there to see what’s causing it*
*He’s guessing it’s probably a short, bad-tempered man dressed in black*
*is quickly proven correct*
*command voice* “Pipe down, pipe down! What’s all the excitement about, huh?”
*acts like he just now learned Hochstetter was here*
“Well, well, what a nice surprise! It’s my favorite Gestapo officer.” *laughs* “What brings a nice man like you to our country club, Major Hochstetter? You practicing to be a social butterfly again?”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*shoots Schultz a dirty look when he snorts*
*doesn’t like being made fun of*
*Nein, Hogan. I have come because I want you – want to take you vith me, zat is.”
*eyes the cast*
*What happened to your leg, hmm?”

[Col. R. Hogan]

“I tried to fly over the fence and broke it. Now I’m an eagle with one working wing. It’s a tragedy, really.”
*shakes his head*
“I’m flattered, Major. I really am. But uh…I’m gonna have to decline. You’re not my type, and even if you were, I don’t feel comfortable going to your place after just one date.”
*smirks*
“I appreciate you asking, though.”

[Col. R. Hogan]

*face turns red*
*forces himself to not shoot everyone where they stand when everyone starts laughing, even the fat oaf named Schultz*
*God, how he hates Hogan*
“BAH!”
*shoves his way through the prisoners until he reaches the one he wants*
*it galls him that he has to literally look up in order to make eye contact with Hogan*
“It wasn’t a request, Colonel. You are coming with me, effective immediately.”
*draws his pistol*
*gestures to the door with it*
“Move, now! Raus! Resist, and I shall kill you where you stand.”

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Okay, okay! There’s no need to be so pushy.”
*glances at his men while he’s hopping*
*doesn’t need them doing anything stupid*
*Hochstetter is usually more tolerant, but if the man is willing to murder him, none of his team would stand a chance of surviving*
“Fellas, I need one of you to let Klink know I might be back a little late tonight. Don’t need him thinking I escaped. Tell him I’m going out on a date with the nice major –”
*yelps when he’s hit on the back with Hochstetter’s pistol*
“Sorry, asshole major. Anyhow, I’d appreciate it if he didn’t show up and spoil things for me.”
*hopes they know he’s really saying, “I’ve been forcibly taken away by Hochstetter, but tell Klink not to interfere.”*
*addresses Hochstetter in a causal tone* “So, where are we going tonight?”