Things don't always go as planned.

I do not own any characters from Hogan's heroes.

Hogan's eyes dashed back and forth. He had that feeling. The one he got when something would go wrong, but what could go wrong? All they have to do is blow up the Adolf Hitler Bridge again; they've done it two times before. What could go wrong? No matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake the feeling.

It was almost time to go. Carter sat in the corner checking the explosives while Newkirk loaded his pistol. The whole gang was coming for this. The Germans seemed a bit excited of late.

"We're ready, Colonel," Kinch steeped up to Hogan. He nodded and climbed the latter out of the tunnel. He came up out of the tree stump and could see the fence of Stalag 13 just through the trees. Carter, Newkirk, and LeBeau came next followed by Kinch. They had to be quick. Hogan turned and led the way through the woods. The bridge wasn't far and usually they would have had London bomb the bridge, but there were too many antiaircraft guns had been set up in the area.

They came to a stop. Just over the hill was the bridge.

"Colonel Hogan." Hogan followed LeBeau's finger and almost gasped when he saw a panzer division and two tiger tanks cross the bridge. Hopefully they wouldn't see them. If only they had arrived earlier, they could have taken out the division and the bridge all out once.

Maybe next time, he thought to himself. He slowly got up and signaled to the men to continue. Carter went with Newkirk to bomb the left side while LeBeau and Kinch followed Hogan to do the same to the other side.

What could go wrong? Hogan couldn't help but think of it again. His gut was never wrong. This is easy, he thought as he watched Kinch connect the last of the charges. Or… Maybe it's too easy…

"All done, mon Colonel," LeBeau whispered. They began to climb out from under the bridge when all of a sudden…

"Halt!" The word rang through the air. LeBeau and Kinch shot off running to the woods followed by Hogan. Everything became a burl around him as shots were fired. They couldn't stop running even for an insistent or else. All they could do was run and hope none of the bullets would hit them. The sounds of soldiers lessened and they dived into a ditch under a fallen log. They held their breath as the Germans walked around them and in circles. Finally they left and maybe a few seconds later the bushes rustled. LeBeau drew his pistol only to see Carter and Newkirk came out and join them in the ditch.

"What took you so long," Hogan asked trying to sound sarcastic.

"Well you see, when we 'eard the shouting and saw you running, we decided to go the other way, but that meant getting in the water," Newkirk said and Carter joined in.

"So we followed the river bank and nearly ran into a German patrol," Carter stated. He sounded out of breath.

"So we jumped into the water and started to swim."

"And did you know that there are big fish that like to bite your legs in there? We got out on the other side though."

"And the only way to get back over 'ere without 'urting ourselves was by crossing the bridge. That wasn't 'ard because the guards were out looking for you."

"So we got to the other side and found you," Carter finished. Hogan rolled his eyes and sighed. And that's why the chickens crossed the bridge.

"In other words, you got lost," LeBeau said and Newkirk glared at him.

"How did you two get in the military," Hogan asked.

"Well I was almost in the German army. Does that count," Newkirk asked with his evil smirk.

"HEY! I was in the German army and you guys didn't even try to get me out like you did Newkirk. No! You…" Carter was nearly shouting, but was intruded by Newkirk.

"Carter, leave off." His voice was very calm and he turned back to Hogan. "Now what, sir?" Hogan scanned the area then turned back.

"Did you finish setting the charges?" Carter nodded. "Well then the bridge should be going up in ten minutes." Hogan turned away. Could the soldiers be what his gut had been warning him about? He smiled but it disappeared when he realized that the feeling was still there and was growing. What ever was going to happen was going to happen soon and it was going to be worse then Hogan had first thought. Carter finally broke the silence.

"Boy, just wait. When that thing goes up, you won't be able to say Newkirk and I mess everything up. I mean, when Newkirk sets a timer, he really sets a timer." Newkirk turned and stared at Carter for a moment.

"Carter, you were supposed to set the ruddy timer!" Newkirk took a deep breath and tried to stay calm as he glared at Carter.

"Don't mess things up, uh," Kinch said sarcastically.

"We still have about seven minutes till it goes up and I want the whole thing blown up. The Germans would use up more resources rebuilding the whole thing then they would fixing half of it." Hogan looked around for more patrols. Seeing none he stood up and led the men back down the hill. He hoped all the soldiers were looking for them and nowhere near the bridge. They climbed under the bridge and over to where Carter's bombs were attached. "We've got five minutes. Make it quick" Carter nodded back and set the timer.

"All done," he said and they raced out.

Just a few more miles, Hogan thought. They could have stayed and watched the explosion, but Hogan didn't want to be there when the Germans found out they had lost a bridge Then a large explosion shook the ground and Carter let out a scream of joy. I think he loves this too much.

Hogan's thoughts were intruded by a twig breaking. He quickly took out his pistol as did Kinch, LeBeau, and Newkirk while Carter jumped back tripping over himself. A small patrol of soldiers came out of the trees, too many for them to try and take on.

"Run," Hogan screamed. Kinch went one way, Carter and LeBeau went another while Newkirk followed close behind Hogan. Hogan nearly jumped when he heard the sound of gun shots. There was no way to tell if any of the soldiers were following him without looking behind him and if he did he could fall then be captured.

Another few shots rang out and suddenly Hogan was being pushed back down the same hill by something. He landed back in the ditch and was squished by a large weight. Hogan pushed himself up and rolled whatever it was off him. There was something now on his hands. He tried to wipe off the sticky and warm substance on his pants but it just felt weirder. He looked down at his hands to see the crimson color of blood. He quickly checked himself for injury not remembering feeling any pain. After he didn't find anything he looked around the ditch confused. Hogan froze when he found what he had been looking for.

Not far from where he had been laying was Newkirk unconscious. Hogan got up and raced to his side and began looking him over. He found one wound in Newkirk's shoulder and was relieved to see the bullet had gone all the way through but stop short when he found another wound. the wound was in his lower torso and unlike the other wound the bullet hadn't gone through.

Hogan sat back, stunned, and unsure of what to do next.