2005
England
Hereford
Stirling Lines
22nd SAS Regiment HQ
Staff Sergeant Henno Garvie left the Killing House, MP5 clipped safely to his webbing and unloaded. "Nice work on the door, Louis. Becca, good shooting in there, but you could be a bit faster with those flashbangs—"
"Sergeant!" Henno looked over to see Colonel Dempsey, the current Officer Commanding of the Twenty-Second Special Air Service Regiment, looking his way. Henno frowned at the sight of two civilians with him. Assuring his fellow troopers he'd be along in a minute, he broke off from the pack and jogged toward Dempsey.
"Boss," he said simply by way of greeting. His eyes flickered quickly over the civilians; a well-built bald and bearded black guy who was now restraining his companion, a clearly furious and distraught brunette girl.
"Henry, this is Robin Wood of the Watchers' Council, and Faith." Dempsey paused, looking uncomfortable with the situation. "She's a Vampire Slayer."
Henno shrugged. "What do you need me for?" he asked Dempsey.
Faith was weeping with anger by now. "You bastard…!" she screamed. Going by the accent, he'd say she was American, probably from Boston. "You fucking bastard…let me at him, Robin! Just let me at him…!" Robin, holding her around the waist and pinning her arms by her sides, kept gently shushing her, trying to soothe her.
"Sergeant…" Dempsey set his jaw, looking the bald soldier square in the eye. "…she's your daughter."
Henno frowned. America, when had he been there…? She looked to be in her early twenties. And he'd been in Boston just before the Falklands War broke out…
"Bloody hell!"
Crossover with ITV's Ultimate Force.