AN: This is in response to the amazing change in law that happened today and is dedicated to the future female soldiers in combat roles. These are the women we should look up to.

Jem couldn't believe they were here, doing this.

At 2pm that afternoon, both he and Caroline had received a phone call from Elizabeth's school teacher, summoning them for a meeting. The reason being that their charming daughter had punched a boy in the face during afternoon play.

Caroline was sat to the side of him, also trying to stop smirking, as they heard the full story as to how the incident had come about. Whilst what Lizzie had done was wrong, she'd been fighting for the right thing.

Since they still lived in Hereford, it was common for the kids to know all about the SAS. Their own children knew that daddy had been a sniper in the elite regiment for a number of years, and that their mummy had worked alongside him, though she was part of a different unit because she was a girl and therefore, was not allowed to be officially a part of the SAS.

Many of the local children would be seen playing in the streets and parks, pretending that they were part of the world famous regiment. They'd be running around with toy guns and even sometimes in camouflage. The entire scenario was adorable to watch.

This had also been the case at in the school playground. Children running around, pretending they were the SAS.

Elizabeth had approached a group of boys, who were playing such games, and had asked to join in.

Most of the boys agreed, with the exception of one boy, who had remarked that girls can't be in the SAS and that they should just stick to being groupies. Jem was certain the boy, who was 4 years of age, had heard such sexism from somewhere and was just repeating what he had heard, without fully understanding what it meant.

However, Elizabeth hadn't taken it well and had remarked that her mummy had worked with the SAS for many years, so it meant that girls could work with the SAS.

The kid had made another remark that enraged their daughter, causing her to punch him in the face.

This lead them to be sat here in a meeting, with the headteacher of the school, and also the boy's parents.

"I agree that what Lizzie did was unacceptable and she will be punished for her actions, but she was standing up for what is right." Caroline argued.

"The kid's deluded if she thinks that girls can be part of the SAS." The boy's father spat. Jem thought the guy looked like he'd never worked a day in his life, let alone understood anything about the work the SAS did and the roles that women contribute in.

"Really?" Caroline spat back, "My daughter is not deluded. My husband was a sniper in the SAS and I worked alongside them as an intelligence officer. We served our Queen and Country, what have you done for it lately? Besides, sitting around, leeching off the state?."

Jem placed a hand on Caroline's arm and motioned for her to calm down. He could see out the corner of his eye, the boy's mother smirking.

The boy's father was stunned at Caroline's outburst.

"Glad we cleared that up, so next time you go spouting sexist rubbish like that, get your facts straight and while you are at it, learn some respect for the MANY women who protect your freedom of speech."

With that Caroline stood up, shook the headteacher's hand and stormed out the office to find her daughter.

"By the way," Jem said, just has he was about to exit the office, "My wife is one of the best soldiers I have ever worked with and I personally cannot wait for women to become fully accepted into combat roles."

As he left the office, he gazed at his wife and daughter, the latter being told off for hitting. He knew that someday, the law would change and he more than likely would watch his little girl, fighting for whats right, probably as an SAS trooper.

He couldn't WAIT.