Chapter Two : Out of The Past

Theresa Kane let her eyes glance over the Green Team. When Adam first asked her to teach them hand-to-hand combat, she refused. They were fully trained Naval Officers and were more than capable of fighting. Then the man pointed out that SEAL's need extra and even more training than normal Navy Officer's. She refused. Then he pointed out that when she faced each of her team members one on one, she beat them all. She refused. He tried the angle of her being young enough for them to relate to her. She refused again.

Teaching and ordering isn't her forte.

Then again, neither is following orders. There is only two people in the whole of the Navy whose orders she took without hesitance. Admiral's and higher ranking offical's wanted to pull their hair out when they had to talk with her or reprimand her. She quickly gained a reputation amongst them while still in Green Team - them being the high ranking and suited shot callers that didn't know what it was like on the ground - as a strong willed pain in the ass with a shorter temper than Bravo team member Sonny Quinn.

For a brief moment, they considered discharging her from service. That idea flew out as quickly as it came along when they saw her in a hand-to-hand fight with one Jason Hayes. They all knew that she and Hayes had known each other long before she enlisted in the Navy. They also thought since he is the only person that her killer glare faded around, that she would go easy on him.

They thought wrong. With in twenty seconds, she had Hayes down and pinned to the ground with her elbow on his adam's apple, ready and able to kill him on the spot. What they didn't know, was that she would never do it. They did know, however, that someone as lethal and dangerous as Theresa Kane, wouldn't be discharged because she told a few higher-ups to suck it.

So, it was decided. The second she graduated Green team, she would be placed on Bravo team. The moment that Jason was informed of the news, he grinned as if he was told he won the lotto. It turned out to be a pretty good move on their part too, seeing as she fit in with Bravo like the last missing puzzle piece.

She was still a pain in the ass to anyone other than Jason Hayes when it came to taking orders, but at least Theresa followed someone's orders. They were all grateful for that. Then, about half a year into her joining Bravo, she was comfortable with the rest of her team mates and trusted them as much as she trusted Jason.

But she only followed orders given by Jason.

Then, one day, the unthinkable happened. They were in an abandoned building, filled with crates and barrels and bones while the floor was a suspicious red colour as they waited for their transportation to arrive. Several gunmen arrived at their location and every exit was covered. Theresa swore, this was supposed to be an extraction mission for two American civillian's in Sudan that was later revealed to be CIA.

Jason saw the grenade coming through the window while Theresa was shooting at four hostiles that was coming their way. The Master Chief laid unconsious on the ground after he covered Theresa from the force of grenade. Kane was completely and totally lost. Her leader and the only person who's orders she followed was down. She didn't know what to do.

Then Lieutenant Commander Eric Blackburn talked her down from running towards the enemy with her guns blazing. He told her to check for a pulse and Theresa's knees would have gave way in relief if she wasn't already kneeling next to Jason when she felt the faint, but steady thumping of Jason's pulse beneath her index and middle fingers.

It was only after the mission, when they were on the plane back home with the two CIA Agents safely with them, that she realised something. They were all hovering around Jason's hamock, who had woken up on the way back to the Base where they were operating from in Sudan with a terrible headache. Between Sonny's teasing and laughter filling the plane while Hayes was awake, Theresa slowly began to relax.

"I thought for sure Tessa was gonna have at them when you went down." Sonny commented with a smirk.

Theresa answered before thinking, "Well, there's still Eric to keep me line, but thanks for the concern, Quinn."

She went back to sipping her beer, not noticing the wide eyed looks she was getting from everyone on her team. Especially Blackburn. Jason looked at her with a proud smile, it might have taken her three years of being trained and another six months on Bravo, but she's finally learned how to take orders from someone other than himself.

Two years later, she still hasn't learned how to take orders from people other than Blackburn and Hayes, much to the disappointment of, well, everyone that wanted her on their team. Theresa Kane is one hell of a warrior and addition to your team - if you could get her to follow your orders, which everyone failed.

That is why Adam Siever had no choice but to go and practically beg Blackburn to ask Theresa to help with the physcial combat class. They don't know where she learned how to fight the way she did, it certainly wasn't in the Navy because she already had her skills when she signed up. When asked, she only gives a sarcastic or snarky comment before telling the person - regardless if they are superior to her - to fuck off. And when they asked Hayes - because he knows everything about her, so he knew where she was taught - he told them to ask Theresa herself.

It took some time, but Eric finally got a yes from Theresa. On the condition that she would choose when she wanted to teach. She didn't want to spend all of the time she was home on the Base. As much as she loves her work, she does want her some time away from all of the testosterone.

And that is the story of how she ended up teaching the damned Greenies in the first place. There was real potential here, but she could also see who would drop out of the program. Some were to cocky, some were mentally to weak to handle the pressure and some where just not good enough. Sad as it was to say, it didn't make it any less true.

For some it was the swimming 500 yards in 12 minutes and 30 seconds and for others it was the last trail, the capture and interogating scenario or just the pressure of SEAL training as a whole. Whatever it was, the female SEAL felt sympathy for each one who couldn't handle it, even if she would never show it outwardly. Theresa didn't judge or pick on whoever she thought wouldn't make it or when someone dropped out. SEAL training is hard. So hard, she almost dropped out in week 20 of 26 during SEAL Qualification training herself.

Shaking her head and coming out of the past and back into the present, she took a deep breath before instructing the Green Team what they were going to do today. Watching them as they fought, she spotted one guy pulling a dirty move on his partner. She hid a smirk and memorised his face. Yes, pulling a dirty move isn't what they were taught to do, but Theresa knew from personal experience that sometimes the only survival option you had, is fighting dirty.

Still, she had to reprimand the Greenie.

Walking to the duo, Kane masked the fact that she was actually impressed with the move she pulled. "Stop." She called and the two immediately stopped fighting. "What are your names?"

"Brian Armstrong, Sir, um, Ma'am." The dark haired one answered, looking slightly confused, both of them standing up straight with their hands behind their backs respectfully.

She hid a smile. "Either is fine." Then she turned to the blonde. The one who pulled the dirty move. She recognised him as the one who asked her why they call her Four. "And you?"

"Clay Spenser, Ma'am." And he looked so nervous, almost as if he was about to faint from nerves.

"Pulling a move like that is fine in the field, but this isn't the field, so if you do it again, you will be doing suicide runs and extra push-ups for the rest of your training. Understood?" She asked, her voice taking on a steel-like tone.

"Understood, Ma'am." He nodded, adverting his eyes in favour of looking down at his boots.

"Good." She nodded and turned around. Then she turned back to the pair, "Spenser?" Theresa called and his eyes locked on hers. She was once again stunned by how intense those clear blue pools were.

"Yes?" He asked politely, looking half-afraid and thinking that she was going to punish him for pulling the move in the first place.

Her ice cold expression softened ever so slightly. "Good job."

Then she turned back around and walked away, leaving Clay smiling like a fool because of the compliment.

Brian leaned closer to him and made kissing noises in his ears, he is well aware of Spenser's feelings for the Lieutenant Commander and isn't above teasing Clay about it. He shoved Brian away from him, laughing lightly with flaming cheeks. "That would never happen."

"Who knows? Maybe you can melt the Ice Queen's heart." The brunette said optimistically, teasing grin on his face, and Spenser snorted. From what they've heard around the base, Four is even colder now than she was when she was in SEAL-training. The blonde decided not to loose any sleep over it, he knew it was impossible. Apart from the fact that she wouldn't be interested, it was also against the rules.

Clay bit down on his bottom lip. There is nothing wrong with looking, right?

AUTHOR'S NOTE

A little bit of back story on our LadySEAL. Hope ypu guys enjoyed!