"Consider it a hunch Miss Reiker... or at least for now. It would make things much simpler. I have heard that u had a conversation with the field commander. I assumed since this...delicate...position is within the confines of your property that he would've told u the condition of things," said Ivan in his calm way while carefully surveying the adornments of the room. Swiftly shifting his attention back to Jessica, Ivan continued in a stricter tone of voice as if he is attempting to elicit a subconscious response, "What did the field commander tell you!?"

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(I don't watch M*A*S*H*, actually. And hopefully what I just wrote is okay, because I'm continuing)

All the soldiers made the customary answer of "Sir!" and went about packing up their belongings. Bev ran up to the Captain. "Sir! Requesting permission to accompany troops to the frontline, sir!" she barked. The Captain rolled his eyes and sighed. "Bev, why are you putting formalities on now?" he rubbed his tired eyes. "Officially, I would say no. But if you were to accompany that Yank and is squadron without my knowing, then technically it is not against regulation. Or even if you went without telling me, then technically you would not be breaking orders, only going out of your boundaries." "Thankyou, thankyou! Err, sir." Bev ran away to pack up her small pack of paraphanelia.

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Jessica looked unsure of what to say "vell...he told me zat this attack was not accidental zat it vuase planned vital buildings hit specific targets like the main base and bunker... zey knev vhere the airbase vas..."jessica stopped short thinking "he told me zat the Nazi's must have had help" she said with a very careful tone.

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Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Ah indeed," said Ivan slowly as he began to ponder the situation, "The snich has to be in high command to get the information. Several secret storehouses were bombed. Some of which held important medical supplies." Ivan as he began to pour himself a cup of tea, "Yes, the traitor has to be withing command or someone who has honorary access to the information. Someone who knows every inch of this land." Ivan carefully sipped the tea, put it down, and began to pour a cup for Jessica. "Please," said Ivan as he handed the cup to Jessica, "You know much for a civilian around here. Do u happen to know the identity of our traitor?"

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jessica accepted the cup of tea (what are we british now? )
"no i do not know who this traitor could be " her face was calm but she gripped the side of the chair her knuckels turning white. " im not just a civillan " she snapped she relised her statement was too rash and defensive " i am the current owner of zis land i am to be informed of every inch that is attacked ..." Jessica was not watching her wards around him she gripped the chair harder but kept her face calm.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Is that fear I see in your eyes, Miss Reiker?" asked Ivan skillfully controlling his voice, "Perhaps you would like to share your fear with me." Then Ivan, raising the pitch and the severity, "What do you fear, Miss Reiker?!!"

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" i do not fear anything..." she said letting go of the chair she placed her hands in her lap. " my only fear is that i will lose everything to either the germans or the allies" she said motioning to the room around them. " tell me why you ask me if i have any fear?"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Madame was in the house cleaning up the mess that one of her sons had made while he was cleaning the kitchen. Bev stood leaning against a doorpost and explained, "Madame, j'ai été appelé pour aller avec les troupes au devant. Je me demandais si je pourrais obtenir quelque nourriture de vous, et si je pourrais partir mes affaires supplémentaires avec vous? (Madam, I have been called to go with the troops to the front. I was wondering if I could get some food from you, and if I could leave my extra belongings with you?) Madame gave her a kindly look and responded, "Bien sûr vous pouvez, mon cher ! Juste me promettre que vous serez arrière pour prendre le soutient encore, Bhevairley. (Of course you can, my dear. Just promise me that you will be back to take it all back again, Beverly.)" Bev smiled. It was the first time that Madame had ever tried to speak her name in English.

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

"Just a hunch, Miss Reiker. Just a hunch," responded Ivan watching Jessica as she calmed and as the blood retourned to her hands(sorry if this is god playing but i didnt really add anything new), "But tell me how did u come to have possesion of this magnificent mansion?"

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jessica relaxed settleing in her chair. " it was my grandfathers then he passed it down to my father and when he died it was passed to my brother who left to join the Nazi's and so im in possision of the lands."

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Ivan slouched slightly as he reverted back to his calmer tone of voice and spoke after taking another sip of tea, "Ah, I see. Your brother is a Nazi did u say? What is his position then?"

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Jessica shoke her head "and vhy vould that matter?" she asked "i have not talked to him in three years, Capt.Ronald Reiker...." she trailed off and pointed to a picture on a small round table " zat is him" it showed a young man with brown hair pale complexion and a kind smile. next to him as a picture of her mother and father and further back was a picture that showed no family resemblance. Jessica stood up and went to the table she picked up her brothers picture and set it back down. she sighed as if a great wieght compressed her. she touched each picture and she held on to the last picture the longest but she did not say who the other man was.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Bev went with her pack on her back and her field cap perked at a cocky angle to find Tony and entreat him to let her go with his squadron.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Ivan noticed the longing look in Jessica's eyes as she stared at the last picture. Picking up his tea cup and draining it Ivan got up to leave, "Thank you Miss Reiker for your time. It is getting late and I believe I have all the information I need. Whatever happened that u may or may not have done I am now sure would have held no perfidy but rather a longing for what has gone exploited by a devious mind." Nearing the door and almost letting himself out Ivan paused and asked, "That man in the last picture, I know that what lies in your heart is not for me to inquire but is he still alive?"

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Jessica looked at him "yes" is all she said before turning fully around
"before the war i was engaged to him.."

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Ivan walked towards his humble abode, a hovel in comparison to the grandiose Reiker mansion when an eery thought went through his mind, "I know him!"

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