My German lover : Part 5

(Part 1 from 3. Fiction.)

MY GERMAN LOVER < PART 5 >

I suggest you read the privious chapters of this story if you want to understand the present one.

Furthermore, may I remind the reader that all the events of the following story are true and did occur in France, during the Second World War. Names have been changed as well as a few other details, in order to preserve the privacy of those who are still alive, and the memory of those who are now deceased.

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< A PLAN >

"Good morning, my love", Paul said to Will, as he saw Will had awaken... "Did you sleep well?"

"Hi, handsome..." Will replied to his young blond lover... "Yeah... I did sleep very well, thanks to you... I've dreamed about you all night, and I didn't want to awake, for fear you wouldn't be there anymore..."

"Nah... I've told you... you will not get rid of me that easily" Paul replied with a grin on his face.

"And you... did you sleep well?" Will asked.

"Of course, and I've dreamed about you too..."

"Oh! And did you enjoy your dreams?"

"A lot! But I prefer to see you here, alive, beside me... than in my dreams..." Paul said, as he leaned over Will to give him a sweet kiss.

"That's nice, thanks... It's Monday today, isn't it?"

Yes, June 17th..." Paul answered

"Time flew so fast, yesterday... I just can't believe it's already Monday... Do you have plans for today?" Will ventured to ask, tenderly smiling to Paul...

"Oh... Yes... big plans... and you fit right into them, you gorgeous, good-looking and so handsome dude...", Paul answered, with a very big smile.

"Ah, and what are your plans, may I ask?"

"First, we'll have breakfast... and after that, I'll need your help"

"What for?"

"I need you to go into Paris... meet with some of your German friends... I need you to collect each and every bit of information you can get your hands on... We must know about the most recent news... We must know where we stand... What's going to happen, you know... so we can get organized", Paul answered.

"Sure... no problem."

"You'll take my father's car... you'll find the registrations inside... And don't forget your ID... Driving a French car like that one, you could be stopped and get check, you know..."

"That would be fun... getting check by my own brothers in arms...", Will said, with a big smile on his face.

"Well, if that happens, don't fall in love with the guy checking you..." Paul answered, frowning...

"Oh, that could never happen since you occupy all the place in my heart... so don't worry", Will said, flashing a big smile to Paul.

"Hey, you, sexy... cut it out..." Paul replied, grinning. "And while you're collecting news, I'll be in my father's study... I must go over some documents and papers he left for me... just in case, as he then said..."

"In case of what?", Will asked.

"Well, before he left, I had a long talk with my dad... I must say I was not too interested at the time... Anyway, my dad wanted me to know how he runs his business... What I should do, should something happens to him... Who I should contact... He explained everything to me... showed me documents... He even had a document, written by Maître Langlois, our attorney, so I would be authorized to take every decisions in his place, should need be..."

"Oh yeah... It's called a "Power of attorney", I think", Will said.

"That's it... and my dad also told me about all the different bank accounts we have, not only here in Paris, but in Geneva and in New-York as well... I'm authorize to draw whatever I want from those accounts..."

"Shit Paul... that's unbelievable..."

"Yeah! My dad is a very wise man, you know... I guess he saw how things were going... and I think he saw it comming... you know... so he made his plans, and now, it's my turn to make mine..."

"What do you intend to do?", Will asked.

"I'm not too sure, yet... depends on what I'll find in my dad's study... It also depends on the news you will bring back... and most of all, it depends on what my father will decide to do, from now on... But as I know him, he will never come back to Paris as long as you, guys, are in here... That's for sure..."

"Well.. I find my life is very simple, compare to yours, Paul. With all those decisions you'll have to take... For my part, all the decisions are taken by the Army, you know... They tell me what to do, and I do it, that's all..."

"Yeah... but as you told me last night Will, you're with me in that boat... You're very much concerned by all the decisions I'll be taking... My decisions will have an impact on your own life, you know... If you still want to be with me, that is... But don't worry, I will never take a decision that could have an influence on your life without consulting you first..."

"I'm with you all the way, Paul. You can count on that... As I have already told you, I trust you... and I know deep in my heart you wouldn't do anything that could hurt me... at least, not knowingly..."

"No, I would never do anything that could hurt you Will. I swear... All I want is for us to be happy... That's all. But I'll do everything I can to make sure that happens..."

"I know Paul. And I love you for that!"

"I love you too, Will", Paul replied... "Now, what about breakfast? Huh?"

"Yeah. Let's have a quick shower first, then let's go to eat...", Will said, with a big smile.

It was a quick shower all right, for both young guys were starving. They ate breakfast so fast... but Paul didn't forget to give their new cat, Boussole... something to eat. Then, he said to Will:

"Now, take the car's key and go fetch the news... And don't worry Will, I'm not asking you to tell me secrets you wouldn't tell to your enemy..."

"You're not the enemy to me, Paul..."

"I know... but nevertheless, I want you to feel at ease with that..."

"Anyway Paul, I'm not in a position to know about great secrets, you know. I haven't talk to Hitler recently..." Will said, grinning...

"Yeah... Well, if you do talk to him, would you tell him something for me?"

"What?"

"Tell him to go to hell..."

Hearing what Paul had said, Will burst out laughing... Then he said:


"Well Paul, I guess he's already burning in hell by now..."

"Huh?"

"Sure... he's already dead, you know... as you told your Grandma the other night... He killed himself, according to what you said..."

"I wish that was true..."

"Don't even dream about that... Hitler would never kill himself..."

"Whatever... Now, get going, gorgeous... get going..."

Will looked at his lover's very green eyes, he smiled, then said:

"I'm on my way, Mein Herr... at your service... after all, I'm your Kriegsgefangener..."

"My what?"

"Your prisoner of war... a new German word for you to learn..." Will replied, laughing...

"Yeah... You're my Kriegsgefangener... and as I can see, you're a very willing one at that...

So Will left, and then Paul went to his father's study. He opened each and every file... Studied each document... took notes... The hours went by without him noticing... In the end, he had taken several very important decisions. The first one concerned the family business: Should his father decide not to come back to Paris, he would take his place, and go on with their business... With the help of their attorney, Maître Langlois, he would manage...

But of course, he had to wait for their company's employees to come back to Paris... That should not take long, he thought... they are not rich people... and they can't last very long without their jobs...

His second decision concerned Will.

As soon as possible, he would have to get in touch with their director in Geneva so a bank account is opened there for Will. Paul would transfer a sizable amount on that new account, so Will would feel financially independent from him... That was important for Paul... He wanted Will to be his own man...

Then, Will made a list of all the other problems he would have to solve over the next few days... When he finished, he looked at the list, and smiled. He wished his father could see him now... He would be proud of his son... Yes, Paul was a "De Brion" all right. He was as shrewd as his father was... It's probably running in my blood, he said to himself, smiling...

Later on, he heard someone comming... It was probably Will, Paul thought. He went to the kitchen, and waited... Minutes later, the door to the underground garage opened, and Will came in...

"I'm glad you're back... I missed you..." Paul said with a big smile.

"I missed you too... Did you have time to go through all you wanted to see and read? Will asked.

"Yup! I'm done..."

"And?"

"I've made a list of all what I'll have to do, as soon as we know what's going to happen around here... How about the news?"

Will looked at the floor and remained silent for a while. Then he walked over to Paul, took him into his arms, and kissed him.

After their lips parted, Paul said:

"That was good... but looking at you, I guess you don't have good news for me, do you?"

"Come and sit, please Paul..."

So they sat at the table, and Will started saying:

"You're right Paul. I don't have good news for you..."

"Go ahead..."

"Well... it seems France is indeed totally defeated... They say that tonight, Marshal Pétain will make a speech on the radio..."

"Marshal Pétain? ...You must be wrong... He is an old guy... you know... He retired from the Army a long time ago... and beside, he's not a member of the Cabinet..."

"Well Paul, I tell you what I've heard..."

"What else?"

"Well, since the evacuation at Dunkerque, the british have left... as well as a good chunk of your own soldiers... furthermore, I've heard we've made a lot of prisoners of war... Well over a million, they say... I've also heard that a few days ago, your President as well as your Prime Minister have asked for President Roosevelt's help..."

"And?"

"According to documents we have seized, President Roosevelt said France could count on America's sincere sympathy... but that no help would come from America..."

"..."

"I've been to Hôtel Meurice this morning... and I've heard one of our General laughing his heart out, saying Hitler knew about that all along... That America would do nothing... He said that was obvious, since there will soon be an election in America, and Roosevelt is running for re-election... and that his slogan is: "Peace at all cost..."

"Shit! ...So, Will... We really stand all alone, now, don't we?"

"Yes..."

"It seems there's nothing left to be save... Hitler will do whatever he wants..."

"Don't think so, Paul. At Hôtel Meurice, I've heard Army officers saying Hitler is scared like hell France will continue fighting, after having transfered the rest of your Army to your vast colonial empire... They said Hitler fears your Navy could join with the Royal Navy... And as you know Paul, France has one of the most powerful Navy in the world... much more powerful than our own Kriegsmarine... So I guess Hitler will have to refrain his ambitions if he wants to avoid that from happening..."

"I hope you're right Will... We do not have may other cards in our hand, do we?"

"(...)"

"Let's go to the drawing-room, Will, and let's turn on the radio..."

"Good idea..."

The went to the drawing-room and turned the radio on... They heard mournful music on each station Paul checked... Then a speaker came on the air... Saying that later, Maréchal Pétain would give a very important speech to the Nation...

Paul looked at Will, and said:

"You were right..."

"I guess so... Now Paul, stay near the radio while I go to the kitchen to make some lunch for the both of us... I'm starving, aren't you?"

"Just do that, Will... but I'm not very hungry... you know... with all what's going on... Will you manage in the kitchen?"

"Just watch me...", Will replied with a smile...

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