Heath, yes that was his name. His last name took the famous name of Winchester as well but of course he had no ties with the actual 'Winchester' name of course. Heath patiently awaited in his place as he overlooked that outpost, he didn't know why but he felt as though this had all been too damn easy, the enemy didn't even shoot straight but then again what did he care... more sheep to the slaughter and one less Communist walking on the street.<br/><br/>Elvra... he knew that she was worrying about him and this is the exact reason he wanted to get home as soon as possible. The rebellion and everything else didn't matter, for all he cared the rest of the world could rot just as long as him, Elvra and his people could be safe and sound. He hated being far from her but it was to be unavoidable... little did he know the small twist of fate that awaited him as he heard a distant scream "Probably someone that has been frightened... the night can be a little tricky at times.<br/><br/>He sighed as he heard squawks from multiple radios "Somethings happened..." he growled as he waited where he was, better that the enemy find him than someone else. Of course there was no enemy only a prisoner, he saw the jeep speeding his way and then stopped suddenly and saw that the woman was pushed out "Commander!" a soldier said "We caught this one... she doesn't appear to be with the enemy but she killed Peterson... and maybe two others... we are not sure we are making a roll call in order to check on everybody."<br/><br/>Heath was surprised as he looked at the woman that had managed to kill Peterson... the man was part of his Elite forces and yet... "You cuffed her and checked her for weaponry?" Heath asked. "Yes, sir!" the soldier said "Good..." he looked down at her "Um... Private Garland... is it?" Heath asked and the soldier responded with a nod "How many bullets are in that old revolver you have?" he asked "It's full Sir." The Commander nodded again "Good Soldier... now empty it out and leave one bullet in the chamber," he ordered and the lower class rebel did so.<br/><br/>Heath watched carefully as he unloaded and left the single bullet in the chamber and then handed it to him. He looked down at the woman again "Miss... what is your name?" he asked as he looked down at her, the revolver in hand. "Why did you kill my men?" he asked again as he took the gas mask off and dropped it to the floor, there was anger burning his bright green eyes as he looked down at her "Speak... now!" he said as he moved away some of his black hair out of his eyes. The man was young which was highly unexpected and not only that the young man was quite attractive.