Summary - Newkirk's experiences of war. Song-fic "Where have all the flowers gone?" If you don't know the song, YouTube it. It's really nice.
DISCLAIMER - I own NOTHING! Not the song, not the show or characters, nothing. So please don't sue me…
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young Girls picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Chapter One- Where have all the Flowers gone?
September 1918 - England
7 year old Peter Newkirk stood quietly by his mother's side. His older brother Simon was standing to the right of her. He was standing tall, facing forward with a stiff upper lip. Newkirk tried his best to emulate his brother. They were supposed to be strong, for their mother, and their sister. But Peter didn't feel very strong inside, as he watched friends and family members step forward one by one to place a flower on his father's casket.
When it was his family's turn, 11 year old Simon went first, and Peter went next. He laid his flower down on the rain soaked union jack that was draped over the wooden coffin. Even as a child, he understood that his father was not coming back. He understood that the war had taken him from them. A war that history had never seen the likes of; a war concerning the entire world. And Peter prayed that such a terrible war would never happen again.
He stepped back and watched as his mother stood over the grave, crying. He then looked back up at his brother and couldn't help but admire his strength. Simon was not cowering to the cold wind and rain, but standing at attention as the casket was lowered into the ground. This war is such a dreadful thing, Peter thought. Why do people have to fight? Moreover, why do they have to die?
When the coffin reached the bottom of the grave, Simon took a step forward and took his mother's hand. The two of them turned and lead the congregation back up to the church at the top of the hill. Peter said a final, silent goodbye to his father, then took Mavis' hand and followed the rest of his family up the hill, in the rain.
A/N - A short first chapter, for sure. My first Hogan's Heroes fanfic, so please excuse any inconsistencies or errors. Comments would be greatly appreciated! Thank you.