#𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐌𝐄𝐍.

Fandom: SEAL Team

Characters: Lisa Davis, Sonny Quinn, Jason Hayes, Clay Spenser, Eric Blackburn, Trent Sawyer, Brock Reynolds, Ray Perry, Cerberus

Shituation: A situation that is already very bad and then goes to shit.

Blackburn hung up the phone, shaking his head. “They’re not going to allow it unless we send a woman. Her father won’t let her leave without a female chaperone.”

“Well seeing as we don’t have any lady SEALs on the payroll, I’m thinking that might be a little hard to come by,” Sonny said with a grin from where he lounged in his chair, feet up on the table.

The mission on their docket deviated significantly from the norm. A girl, twelve years old, had been sent to visit her father in country. She lived in the states but a shared custody agreement dictated that she spend her summers with him. Things had gotten heated with a neighboring tribe and both mother and father had agreed to let the girl return home early to Indiana. The mother had gone to her senator for help in getting her daughter out (with a significant amount of media coverage) and now Bravo was responsible for pick-up and delivery; with a few difficult stipulations.

“Anybody have something helpful to share?” Eric asked pointedly.

“I’ll do it.” Lisa sat forward in her chair. “I’m serious,” she said when nobody responded. “You need a woman. As it turns out, I happen to be one.”

“Davis you’re too valuable here in TOC.” Eric was already shaking his head but Lisa persisted.

“It’s a quick in and out right? Get the girl, bring her here, ship her back to her remaining family in the states.” Lisa shrugged. “She shouldn’t have to stay here just because her father demanded a visit. It’s not her fault things got heated and now she’s in danger.”

Eric looked at Jason. “She might be the only chance we’ve got. The girl is an American citizen. If something happens to her and the press find out we didn’t do anything…” he let the sentence hang as they both weighed their options.

“Look unless one of you is going to put on a skirt and play Mrs. Doubtfire, I think we’re out of time and options here,” Lisa told them pointedly.

“Well, Clay would make a very pretty girl,” Sonny drawled with a grin.

Clay used his own foot to shove Sonny’s off the table. “All right,” Eric said, hands on his hips. “Davis goes with you. Get ready, you roll out in twenty.”