Ap Biology Lab 5 Answers Fic: The Heaven's Race [Supernatural RPS] Sixth part

Here is the sixth

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson
Houston, Texas . Tuesday, 0735 hrs.

concentrate on not losing synchronization with Misha Collins, Jensen did not pay attention to the car stopped at the end of the runway near the hangars. He continued running until they gave another turn and returned in a light jog, ready to stop and end the exerciseprice of the day.

was the general who saw the two young men when they got off the car, not away from it. He had a presentiment that awaited them, or rather, to Jensen, so I told him so.

"Hey, Captain ... hope to visit?

Jensen looked up from the floor, turning his gaze to the newcomers. With great surprise, saw that it was Jared, and that Nixon was with him. He could not help a slight smile, before running off to get them.

Collins continued the pace that I had, and came to the hangar minutes later, imagining that the highest was Jared. Managed to hear the excited voice of the pilot when he questioned them.

"It really is a surprise. What are you doing here? Should not they be in training?

"Well ... see ...

Jared coughed a little, without smiling. That was a bad sign. Collins stopped a moment, mysmo Jensen took the opportunity to present them.

"Oh, boys. He is the general Misha Collins, instructor of the technical area of the base. It is also part of the training team of the space project. Lord, they are Padaleki Lt. Jared, my ... "flushed a little when considering what to say, and withdrew. My co-pilot. And Captain Derek Nixon.

"Gentlemen," saluted the officer, shaking hands with both. Jared sawwith some suspicion when he held his grip longer than necessary. At last I know in person, Lieutenant Padaleki. I've heard a lot about you.

"Uh ... well, I hope good things ...

Collins then released him, smiling enigmatic Jensen.

"Of course, only good things. Captain Ackles is so proud of you.

Jensen grinned. I did not expect such help fromyour instructor. Jared forced another smile, embarrassed and feeling guilty. Had much to smile and did not see her boyfriend.

"They must be exaggeration, but you, sir.

"Oh, nothing like that. Well, gentlemen, I must go. A pleasure to meet. "Before retiring, he went to Jensen and reminded her training. Captain, I hope in the simulators. We will make the fourth routine last week. Remember that today is the day of delivery of the prototypes.

-St, sir. I'm there.

However, the feeling that something was wrong when he was struck again a few steps away from them, when it would hear the voice of Padaleki.

-Jensen, we need to talk.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson
Area simulators. Tuesday, 0822 hrs.

Whitfield was more than angry when he left & OverhaulI, the control panel, looking for the missing pilot.

- Where the hell is Ackles? Roared when facing the other three, also waiting impatiently.

Sir, I do not know, "said Rosenbaum, with the helmet in his hands and anger evident in her face painted. He was recharged in the simulator Wellings, who tore his hair, a little nervous.

"He was supposed to be here more than twenty minutes, third ó Kane, making a paper airplane with a blade that had gotten out there. I only knew that he would run to Sergeant Collins to the tracks, over an hour.

Collins then entered the area, carrying several orders signed in their hands, which reviewed. The tense atmosphere made him raise his head, forcing him to walk the look of the place. Whitfield interrupted him before he realized that the training was stopped.

- Collins! Your RSA pilot has not been submitted! Where's theJast?

- What?

Ackles That the captain is not in the simulator, sir, while translated Kane threw the little plane to the other two pilots. And we do not know where I can be.

Down roles while making a gesture annoyed, he retraced his steps.

- knew that those two would not bring anything good! Whitfield, start the test! I'll get to that chump. CH

TMLXC

Jensen came out cursing and his co-pilot, trying to imagine where they would be. Or the worst of it, what they were doing. Perhaps he had made romantic, and in seeking a suitable location, time would have happened to the pilot. Still, that was unforgivable, not only for Whitfield.

this in mind, he directed his steps to the bathrooms, no luck. He returned to the bedroom, and not finding them there, decided to run towards the hangars. May not have gone there, and if apresure, maybe find somewhere exciting unseemly position.

However, to get to where he had last seen the three children, had to forget about his thoughts when he saw Jensen insane sitting alone in a lonely corner of hangar, looking lost outside, holding in one hand a teddy bear dressed in the uniform characteristic of the Hornet.

Recovering his breath, he approached first, discovering in his face a little wet trail visible. He knew he had been crying. CH TMLXC

- Jensen? "This got a little head and stared at the bear he held in his hand trying to hide from the officer. Jensen, what happened?

After a deep breath and a cough, a hoarse voice, the pilot replied.

"I left, sir. -Before the stunned silence of Collins, with effort gulped and continued. Came to finish what we had, because he feels that hindered us. He told me that & amp; hellip; first wanted to complete their goals, and perhaps later, we begin again ...

Upon hearing, Collins forgot all the anger I was carrying. However, I could not let the fact that Jensen had failed to compromise the project.

"Sorry to hear, Jensen. But you must rise above.

"Yes, sir.

"Now get up. We have a project to end up, and you know this is not taken as justification. You give & amp; aacute; a penalty after flight tests.

obeyed, fixing his eyes on his superior while incorporating.

-assume the consequences of my fault, sir. I'll be in the area of simulation in minutes.

said, went to the bedroom area to going to change.

Collins sighed, looking down in a strange impulse, stopping time step that would give to find a teddy bear at her feet, forgotten by the pilot. Curious, I rEcogia and revised floor, reading the name of the doll in the miniature town.

"Mr. Smeckles. "Feeling compassion for the forgotten toy, shook him and spoke gently, as if he could hear. Looks like you're out of your parents. Perhaps consider adopting you.

And with the teddy bear in hand, headed to the area of simulators, willing to spend a crazy day.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson. Administrative area. Tuesday, 1242 hrs.

For more activity than there were in all the cubicles and private building, a strange silence seemed to surround him. There, sitting on one of the chairs that were in the corredorcillo leading to the office of Colonel Beaver, Jensen felt like I was inside of an empty bubble. The degree of hear a faint hum behind the door, not the angry claims that Colonel hacíaa the two instructors of the project.

Inside, while the official furious pawed his frustration at seeing that the charter flight test was not yet complete, a day to deliver the prototypes, Collins and Whitfield ruminating his anger with his eyes straight ahead and compressed lips, thinking of going and kicking ass who was really to blame for the delay. Synchronized, if it could be possible.

- we are supposed to last the pressure of appreciation in flight simulators and primary test, gentlemen! What the hell is happening now? Explain to me how one of the MEJpray test drivers, instead of advancing the passage of time and testing goes and kills in the simulator WHOLE DAMN TIME! A day to deliver the aircraft to the science team!

...

Colonel Collins ventured to speak, waiting for a cry over his superior. When that did not happen, he continued. Captain Ackles is emerging from a difficult situation. Perhaps that explains his behavior ...

Beaver came to him with all his intimidating humannity to listen.

-A difficult situation, eh? Surely not the death of his parents, because it is still here.

-N-no, sir ...

- So what happened? Do you let the bride? -Misha could not be more obvious to blush furiously when he heard that. The colonel retired to his desk to guess who was right. Well, then we have the perfect justification.

Both instructors turned to be surprised, before almost jump through the roof when Beaver gave a resounding slap on the polished surface of the furniture, followed by a loud complaint.

- But how the hell happens to them that this is a good justification?! It's the worst excuse I could really think a preparatoriano! How much more, an army officer, honored and recommended! If the height takes me!

-S-sir ... "Said Whitfield.

- What?!

Fearing for his rank and his personal security, continued with what was going to say ..

"We still have several hours to attempt a successful pre-Misha I turned to him with questions, not knowing what was proposed. I know we're a few hours of making the delivery, but we could use this time to correct the above results.

There was silence, even when the colonel paseo without seeing them. But when his gaze fell on them furious, they knew they had to leave immediately.

- then return to the simulator and do you have a flawless record! No justifications useless! -Walked to the desk, sitting in the chair sparingly, to turn to where the two officers and watch a little hesitant, given a sufficiently direct order. What do you expect? This is for yesterday, gentlemen! Off to work!

definitely did not repeat the command. They leftstampede into the corridor, being to Jensen, who saw them leave, blackness, and with every intention of obeying the last order was lifted, ready to be punished.

Whitfield himself together, fixing his gaze hardened him.

Ackles

"Captain, we're in the area of simulators in one hour. Show up ready to start with the sequence of flights today, this time WITHOUT ERRORS. I'll be waiting.

"Yes, sir.

Jensen watched him go with hasty steps towards the exit of the administrative area, with Misha at his side. He watched him for a couple of seconds before ordering him to follow.

"We must get off that level of despair that bring apatíay" he said, or otherwise, volverása kill at least three times in the simulator, and I do not think that is very good for anyone. Come with me.

- What shall we do?

"Maybe you want someone to break his face. We will go to the gym to be able to get evente. "They left without another word, until they entered the empty room that served as a gym. Once there, Collins gave another order somewhat eccentric. Well, take off your clothes.

At that time, Jensen felt he abruptly drew a bubble in which he was. He opened his eyes wide and tried to refuse, but the other sensed what he was thinking.

- T-ode?

- Ackles, do not be ridiculous! Only the uniforme! "He obeyed at once, although awkwardly, very embarrassed. Collins became desperate. Hurry, we have less than forty-five minutes!

By staying in shorts and T-shirt, general imposed a heavy workout.

However, thirty minutes of effort and deployment of rapid muscle movements were not sufficient for Jensen cleared the slip on which was depressing.

-Y-ya ... I can not ... "gasped the pilot, holding the weights on the bench inI was lying, as red as ripe tomatoes, sweating profusely. S-sir ...

"Okay, lower the weights," said frustrated watching him agonize over the last year, threatening to pull the kidneys and liver, along with collapsed lungs to stop holding weights. This is not working.

Sir ... I think ...

-You. You shut up. Let me think ... "I stayed & oacute, a moment in silence, looking at Jensen, while it is relaxing on the bench, covering his eyes with their forearms. Then, believed to be risking more than they had done so far. Maybe I would hate, but that could save the project. Without a word between, she leaned toward him, holding his left hand on his chest, while the other sought to enter under the cloth of the boxers, lowering it a bit to avoid soiling.

- Eh ... no! Wait ...!

Jensen forcejeó, discovered what he was trying to feel, plus the general stopped him.

- Hush, soldier! Be still, is an order!

With the total body tension, the officer obeyed, feeling simultaneously force the other man on his chest, and the delicacy with which beginning to treat it. She bit her lip, feeling that enveloped his fingers, stroking it right and safe, leading to almost total apathy to a strong excitation in a few seconds. Had to hold the structure met & aacute; lica, the sides of the bed, yielding to the feelings that the instructor was awakening in him.

Misha did not remove his gaze from the face of the pilot, seeing the different expressions that went through the same, making a great effort not to go beyond the manual work he was doing. Minutes later, when the drowned moaning and heavy breathing in the pilot indicated that he was close to orgasm, he looked at the ceiling of the place and increased presióny movements, trying to ignore the sticky humidity that soaked his hand and the light traveling through the c spasmsuerpo holding the exercise bench.

I dropped upon hearing the change in breathing, looking for how clean the evidence of what he had done. Having nothing at hand, dropped to Jensen and he unbuttoned and removed his own shirt, cleaning it carefully first, then do the same with your hand.

Jensen saw from mild wheezing, trembling and bewildered. Misha fixed his gaze impassively in the still murky and obscured the boy.

- & iquest, do you feel?

For a moment I thought, realizing he had forgotten his earlier mood. Not entirely, but enough to be able to focus on the routine of the simulator.

-C-I ... well ... that

- Can you get on the device without killing yourself?

"I think so," sighed deeply, sat on the bench as he settled the boxer. Misha is removed & OverhaulI, of him two steps. He had made his shirt a little ball, and tried to keep hidden in her hands.

"Well, then I recommend you go to shower and get ready for the preliminary. See you in fifteen minutes in the area of simulators.

Without saying more, left the gym, heading to his bedroom as fast as he could. Upon arrival, he locked himself in BATHING slumped against the door, trying to control. More was impossible. Finished masturbating, recalling Jensen's face, flushed and transfiguredpared by the duality of feelings which had forced him. He also recalled the cries that had been tear, plus the extraordinary reaction that had not really expected. He remembered with such intensity that had to grit my teeth to not release the name of the driver when he could not contain himself any longer. Its climax, however, was bitter and desolate.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, arrived in the area of simulators, finding in the Jensen unit for RSA. It had a somewhat erratic start, m & aacute, s to cross your eyes with Collins when he entered the place, the situation changed.

The preliminary test was a success, and when the team met for the last test flight under the strict supervision of Whitfield and the indecipherable expression Collins, Jensen had a performed flawlessly.

Facilities Twenty Fourth Air Squadron headquarters at Lackland AFB.

San Antonio, Texas. Wednesday, 1400 hrs.

Pellegrino watched very carefully, and Jared began to feel harassed. I had discovered on several occasions staring at him, as he wrote, and that sometimes made him nervous. Especially during those last hours, and had done quite a marked emphasis.

Jared suppressed a yawn as inappropriate kept his things, trying to keep your personal instructor to see, but not managed to avoid it.

C HTMLXC Before he could leave the room almost completely emptied, Pellegrino stopped him.

-Padaleki wait. "The boy stood next to one of the benches, waiting, while his partner approached him, invading his personal space. I've noticed that you're bored my explanations. So bad I'm an instructor?

Jared had to fight the urge to retire to have it so close to him. Just moved back slightly, watching the instructor with a little pain.

"No, sir. That's not smiled nervously and tried not to feel bad to explain the general cause of his boredom. What happens is that I know all these procedures in its theoretical basis.

Pellegrino arms folded, listening.

- Did you think tell me someday?

"Yes, of course. I decided to just wait and see first if the training I received here, before being sent toIraq was different from what you run, for both Stealth and for the F-18.

"Well, I regret to say that all practices have a common theoretical base, so it is no different. But we had saved some time if I'd said from the beginning.

"Sorry, sir. Did not believe it necessary, "said Jared much more grief.

However, the other smiled condescendingly.

"Oh, no big deal. Whatcan do, now that I have more background, left to resume the program to continue from there.

- Can I do that? The boy asked with some incredulity.

"When you're high-ranking official, everything is possible," he said this, the general gave him a look too strange. Jared thought it was his imagination to see something other than just a nice feature. Let me review the record you were wearing, and will notify you at the beginning of next week. Isright?

- Yes, of course! Again replied excitedly. That meant a huge leap toward obtaining a pilot's license, and then, to be part of Team Stealth aircraft pilots.

"Well, I need to know who was your instructor.

-Jensen ... Ehr ... Captain Jensen Ackles. Jared could not avoid the sad and wistful tone, saying his name. That did not go unnoticed by the general.

- & iquest, Captain Ackles was your instructor? What he did not come with you the day we met?

"Yes, indeed. But it did not come here. Had to report to the space center in Houston.

"So, was your instructor, and then you were the driver of the radio-operator. But they knew this, right?

"No, no. We met in

Academy of Colorado Springs. It was a coincidence, but it allowed us to be very good amIGOS. "I see. "The general intuition that that relationship had something more to see more pronounced the shadow of sadness in his eyes and the smile of his pupil. It could possibly be a good chance with him if it was not straight, and I could see it, it was not. Several years of friendship. And to be together. That's good.

-Oh ... we're not together ... I mean, not now. Argue over something stupid a few days ago, and I think we can meet in a long time. He will be busy with their affairscough, I guess.

"It's a shame to hear that. "Hiding his joy in knowing that there would be competition for these courses in terms of getting the boy to his intentions, decided to rush things. But let the sad things. Tomorrow we will have a demonstration of the F-35, so we're celebrating. And when we spend all this mess, will continue at a rapid pace with your workout. Will I see you tomorrow night?

- Ma-am?

Yes, The feast we will have in the military bar. Will you?

"I think so. Plans do not yet, but that's a good choice.

"Perfect. So see you tomorrow. And get ready. Maybe next week we are in simulators, and if this goes as planned, in a fortnight will be the pilot of a brand new F-18, and next pilot of an F-117 ..

-Heaven. That would be great. Thank you, General Pellegrino.

Before leaving, the officer smiled & oacute;, considering that a breakthrough in what was also planning for the boy.

-Mark. Call me Mark. I gotta go. See you tomorrow.

Jared's first impulse was to go find a phone to tell Jensen, more to remember that it was he himself who ended the relationship, stopped . I could not do that, not least because it was he who decided to give time for both, for the two completed their immediate plans, and later, without pressure, to recover what he had an.Jensen knew how much she loved the ride to a avióny cross the sky at full speed, and perhaps one of his greatest dreams was, like most of the pilots, leaving the atmosphere and see the silhouette of the blue planet in contrast with the dark infinity. I had that impression, although he had never mentioned.

in mind, left the room capacitacióny area walked thoughtfully to the outside of the building. They had that day off, so would the house of his parents. There was nothing else to do, unless que friends convince him to go out partying or something. Derek llamaríaa already, and who knows, maybe your great childhood friend, Chad, who had not seen in a while.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson. Main Hangar, next to the tracks.

Wednesday, 1630 hrs.
addition to scientific equipment that were intended for aircraft, all senior officers who acted on the basis plus other officials invited to the delivery of the prototypes ,were gathered just outside the main hangar, on the stand that he prepared for those special occasions. Enthusiastically watched the maneuvers that the four pilots in aircraft modified, notifying them that their instructors from the control panels and communications, located in the huge tower.

Colonel Morgan was among the official guests, sitting with his close friend Colonel Beaver, commenting on Jensen's performance in the last two weeks. Morgan was concerned to learn of what happened days before, recalling the terrible incident in

Base Nellis , did m & amp; aacute; s of a year, and in similar circumstances, that is, where Jensen was distracted because his relationship with his former co-driver. However, it was reassured to find that his performance was excellent, clean and calculated maneuvers, however difficult that might be. After the exhibition of the prototypes, while the ships landed without further problems, the two senior men met with some military scientists and the two trainers inside the hangar.

"Gentlemen, have done a good job. F-Morganelicited instructors, carefully watching the reaction his comments. Misha focused on, while many scientists addressed to Whitfield. Although I knew I had difficulties in recent days, General Collins.

"Thank you, sir. "The aforementioned appreciated the greeting with a slight smile, but the blush at the memory of Jensen workouts, especially the day before, was too obvious. There was some delay in the preliminary tests, but everything was resolved satisfactorily.

& mdash; I learned that you are responsible for the training of the RSA and the Hyper-X.

"Most of the time, sir. Indeed, had mass mi by the RSA and the theory of hypersonic. Practically, Wellings and Rosenbaum were trained alone. "His face took on a slightly guilty expression to the informal report to his superior. I struggled a bit with Ackles captain, but was unexpected circumstances.

Morgan nodded, understanding. He was repeating history. CHT

MLXC -General Collins, not mortified. I know the captain, and I can tell you it is the first time something like this happens. Did a great job with it. "The relief in the expression of instructor tore a slight smile. He had already been there. I guess they will make the proposal to join the space program. I recommended the captain Ackles for it, but it all depends on what you decide.

Collins sighed before answering that.

"All of them made the proposal, about girlse, or. Captain Kane, the greatest captain Wellings Rosenbaum and accepted almost immediately. I'm still insisting Ackles captain to reconsider the offer. He declined as he spoke of the matter.

Morgan turned to the tracks, watching the pilots lose ships, surrounded by mechanics and technicians, and then by officers and scientists. Jensen fell apart as soon as he could from the compliments and the questions put to him, and walked toward the hangar.

His smile was huge, genuine, to see your protectedctor from the group waited in the huge ship's main hangar. Arriving with them, bowed under the protocol, still smiling. Then they shook hands with Morgan offered.

"Congratulations, captain. It was an excellent show.

-Colonel Morgan, was not expecting to see here.

"I know, I had not planned ahead. But as is the way to Lackland, I rearranged my schedule.

- Lackland?Will they go to San Antonio?

"Of course. We will see the test flights of new aircraft, the F-35.

-What a coincidence. "The three began to walk toward the buildings of the base, since there was still a part of the administrative protocol to follow. We also had planned to go.

- guests?

Collins stepped in, leaving Jensen in their midst.

-Extend ieron the invitation to Colonel Beaver, and he allowed us to accompany him. As we delivered the prototypes with no error or mishap, we are free men today. We were given permission by the weekend we retained.

Morgan gave him a look of complicity Jensen, making this blush. Collins wasted no detail of it.

- Do you go by land?

"Yes, sir. We'll go as civilians, first thing, "said Collins. Comedo in San Antonio, we will stand as the tactical team Space Center.

Nodding, the Colonel decided to take a few hours of your time to talk to Jensen. Could possibly convince him of belonging to the space program, and incidentally, found out what had caused the distractions that almost ruined the project.

"Captain, I guess you brought your self to see Jensen nodded, he continued. Well, I can accompany you on the trip to San Antonio? I would like to talk to you about some future projects, if you interesa, of course.

Collins would not be outdone. I had planned to go with Jensen before Colonel Morgan appeared there, but had not yet discussed the pilot. So she ventured to sign up to travel with them.

"Lord, if it is not impertinent on my part, I would accompany them on the way ...

Both Morgan and Jensen turned to be listening to it. When the pilot saw the change in the gaze of the colonel, spoke in favor in favor of his instructor. CHTML XC

Sir, General Collins is aware of my relationship with Lieutenant Padaleki. I see no problem if we came, unless you have something you want to tell me in private.

Upon hearing, Morgan changed his expression. There would then risk for Jensen.

"Okay. I do not see any problem. Gentlemen, I retire then I should make a courtesy visit to the office of Colonel Beaver before retiring to the bedroom.

took leave, being based on findingtrate on the morning in the parking area of the base at 7:30. So come to San Antonio in time for the demonstration of the new aircraft.

That night, Jensen could not sleep well, thinking that volveríaa see Jared.

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San Antonio, Texas. Friday, 2315 hrs.

A noisy meeting at the house of Padaleki Jensen received when this got out. Unsteadily walked into it, carrying his suitcase on his shoulder and being careful not to bump or step on the catited that swirled in the hall.

Apparently, the conclusion in turn was because of Megan Padaleki. And it was precisely she who saw it, warning cries heartily, seconds later, the pilot was there.

Jared left the kitchen at the time, with two glasses of sangria in hand. Her huge smile surfaced then to see him comforting the heart of her boyfriend.

- Jen! I thought there would come a little later! "I said as que held him in a warm welcome. Jensen stroked her back with a discreet gesture, filled with the aroma given off your hair.

"I missed you, Jay.

Jared let go, moved. Then he did follow. Still wearing the glasses with sangria.

"Come, let's sit down.

The pilot followed him through the crowd of young people to which was the study, where several people were a little more remote, speaksndo away from the noise of music. Nixon was there too.

Seeing Jensen, rose from his seat and greeted him, making room for all three could sit. The only newcomer replied with a nod. She felt a little tired from the day of flight and road trip.

Captain Ackles, welcome.

"I bring you a beer," offered Jared Jen, handing the glasses of sangríaa his friend. It did not take.

Then, they were alone in the middle of several unidentified. However, Nixon had his supply of words, contrary to Jensen.

"I see tired, sir. How are they going to test?

"Well, good enough. If there are no problems, next week will deliver the prototypes.

-Good. And I imagine that without the commitment of the project, will enlist in the space program, as it is right there.

Jensen shook his head, reminding Misha.

"Actually, I have other projects in mind. It is very likely to be called as backup in internal missions, I have not yet confirmed.

"Well, that's fine, but I think it would be more exciting to go into space. The general Pellegrino told us that if we could recommend a good performance in the Stealth.

At the mention of the name, the pilot had an unpleasant sensation. So intensivetó interrogate Nixon.

"Maybe, but do not know how to enforce its recommendation to the discredit that has some basis. Do not you have said something like that?

Of course, Nixon was indignant at such a comment.

- Of course not! Jared told me there are rumors and gossip, but nobody has found. I say that comes from envy.

"Yeah, possibly ..." Jensen looked for her boyfriend on the site, just paying attentionng the boy at his side when he realized that was a fan of sujetillo hundred percent involved.

-Pellegrino is a great instructor, you know? Has been very patient with us and helped us a lot. Especially Jared.

Those words were like a slap to Jensen. Nixon turned to look at so fast, that something snapped in her neck, but did not care. That had to clarify.

"One moment, you say that has helped Jared? "I can know what?

-First, got him square in the training group of the F-117. But knowing that he could not fly if they did not release his license on F-18, offered to train them in two weeks, all in their leisure time.

- do it alone? "The pilot felt the red anger began to subírsele to the cheeks. I could not believe what I was hearing.

- Of course! Jared has been a very special case in the base. Imagine, if the general had not intervened, Jay would be just the second week of theory b & aacute; music. A total waste of time. It's lucky that both sympathetic ...

Jensen did not hear more. Rose in a rage, looking for her boyfriend in the crowd. Not finding him, he stood amid the main room and with a loud voice, called him.

- Jared Tristan Padaleki, I have to talk to you, NOW!

Everyone was silent when listening, viewing it as an annoying phenomenon. Jared stepped out of a small group of young postedin the kitchen door, surprised and a little angry.

-Jen, what happens?

- What we need to talk! NOW! -And without adding anything else, turned to gaze and walked toward the backyard of the house.

Jared followed him in silence, embarrassed in front of the guests. He handed the bottle of beer that Jensen had secured for her sister, who looked dazed and a bit of shock, with an apology in his eyes. CHTMLX C

"Keep the party, Meg. I will fix this.

- Need a gun? I can get her dad, Jay. Although

shook his head quickly, while leaving behind her boyfriend, Jared said.

Jensen paced like a caged animal in the farthest corner of the courtyard, waiting for Jared to achieve. This was approached with some caution, trying to understand their anger.

- Jensen?

Al have it in front, the pilot burst into recriminations and hand wringing in the air.

- With a demon, Jared! The first thing I told you not to do, and you and you put it so the guy! You thought I was not going to notice?! Sure, you Jared Padaleki, and do what gives you your gifted win!

Jared raised his hands in front of him, trying to get some peace.

"Wait, wait ... I do not know what you mean. CHTML

XC - Do not know what I mean? -Jensen he lowered his hands at once, approaching him in an intimidating manner. I'm talking about our last phone conversation, Jared! I told you clearly that you went up to Pellegrino! And of course, you not only get close, but left to take charge of your affairs!

Jared arms crossed, very annoying to know why the anger of her boyfriend.

-Jensen, enough. Stop yelling.

- & iexcl; First explain to me why you're in the group of Pellegrino! Explain why the hell have I ignored, but he scallops with hardly know! Tell me that first, and stopped to shout!

Undeterred, Padaleki stood before him, ready to defend themselves.

- Is not it enough that you've started to get newsprint to scream in the middle of the guests of Megan, Jensen? Do you also want the whole world know you're paranoid?

— It turns out that's me I'm wrong!

- Of course you're wrong! See how you've gotten a bunch of rumors and gossip, Jensen!

- The rumors do not care! It is assumed that you have to first go through the training of the F-18 as the basis for bidding! How can you admit that this type in your group, do not even have a license to become a pilot, for heaven's sake?!

- General Pellegrino has full power and authority to endorse my license, Jensen! Just what I proposed, and it was I who made the decision! Why bother you that you have decided to take another training, if you told me yourself that you would be proud of me?

-Jared, that guy is a fichita. Not only is spoken of in

Houston. Many bases in the know, and are senior officers who have come to know their tricks, quite serious.

- They're just rumors! CHT

MLXC - No! When we met, I could see that something was wrong with him. Her look is scary, and how you saw was disgusting. I swear that I had not felt so uncomfortable with a person, until he was in front of us. I know there are only rumors. Something must be truth in what you say ...

- God, Jensen! Realize how far you're carrying it!

Frustrated and exhausted, Jensen rubbed his face with both hands, trying to calm down so he could tell what he heard. Was discovered & amp; oacute; then, showing their desperation.

-Jared, you're making a big mistake ...

"No, Jensen. Which is making a mistake by far are you-Padaleki sighed, taking a painful decision, but to feel needed. You know? I'm getting sick of your jealousy and your paranoia. I do not want to see you today, so go, please.

Jensen was completely paralyzed by listening. Jared would never have expected to throw it.

"No, no. Jay, look, I'll calm down, and talk ...

"No, I have talked enough, and do not want to continue listening to you. You can stay at any of the hotels in the city, or in a motel, or in your car, but do not want you here.

-Jared, listens ...

- Marchate Now I do not want to see you!

Both remained silent for several seconds, until Ackles gave up, dropping his arms to his sides. Roll overto exit through the side door, he noticed that all the guests and residents of the house had witnessed the discussion, and looked disapprovingly.

sighed tired, and looking down on the floor hastily retreated, leaving Jared in the yard, angry and ashamed .

San Antonio Motor Hotel.

main road. San Antonio, Texas.

Domingo, 2005 hrs.

Jensen had spent the weekend at a hotel in San Antonio, waiting for Jared to take any calls to fix things between them. Of course, no luck, plus the whole family Padaleki had agreed to remind all the time they answered the phone, she had behaved like a true jerk, and it was almost unforgivable. After the reminder, asked him not to call back because Jared was in no mood yet to talk to him.

Megan was the only one who spoke a little more when it came to answer that last call. It had been almost a miracle, since the pilot was about to surrender before it.

At first he listened disappointed and upset, but did not let the word in the mouth. By contrast, asked for an explanation of their attitude. Jensen then hopeful, and told all he knew of General Pellegrino, and the increasingly strong feeling that Jared exponíaa something serious if not away from that man.

When he finished speakingar, a silence fell over the line, Jensen was about to hang up getting no answer, when suddenly, she spoke.

"Jared is very hurt, Jensen. Cree you were jealous of his instructor.

"I know, Meg. So I want to talk to him, because they are jealous. I fear for him.

She sighed deeply, making the determination to help solve your situacón.

"I'll try to talk to him, Jen. I knowI want very much, and you could not hurt anything, but you have to admit that you were a jerk. It was an unpleasant surprise to see how you behave on Friday with him.

"I'm sorry, Megan," he apologized again, embarrassed. I wish I could turn back time, erasing the unpleasant time, but it is impossible. The only thing I can do is ask your parents and all who were there that I apologize, because I was desperate. I'm sorry, really.

"I believe. Now, I think I should hang up. My mother is looking very mto talk to you.

"I understand.

"Take care, Jensen. I will try to convince you that you have to talk to you. Although not think it is today.

"Okay, thank you. I must return to Houston, but returned on Thursday at noon. Anyway, I leave the hotel number where I am, and the room, if Jared wanted to talk to me.

-Ok

Jensen gave him the phone numberand the room. After pointing out, the girl took leave in a hurry.

-I hang up. Do not lose hope.

"I will not. Thanks, Meg. I'll be waiting for news.

That was the last of the conversation, and as close as he could get Jared. Thereafter, and for the rest of the night he stayed there, the phone was silent, causing the pilot a strong discouragement.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson

Houston, Texas
. Monday, 0530 hrs. Jensen stopped in the parking area allocated to it, staying in the car, watching the stars with melancholy.

had decided to return to the space center when he learned that Jared would not call. It also decided to use the insomnia that attacked him without a contract in order to reachime, and without haste, instead of running around in the cold bed of the hotel where I was. Did not want to think about what happened, and misery in which her life had become so suddenly.

General Misha Collins was the first who found him there, to arrive a little earlier than other trainers. As he passed his car and see who it was, had a premonition that something bad had happened. So after you park, came to Jensen and risking car to be dispatched in the worst way, hit the window, sobresaltándolo because the driver dozed off due to fatigue.

Jensen dropped the glass to see him and greeted him in half-tone formal.

-General Collins, good morning.

"Good morning, sir. You look to have spent a weekend in hell.

smiled bitterly, thinking that I should go for a swim before starting with the day of that day. So, he opened the door and got out, you watched all theempowerment by another officer.

"I had some problems," he confessed as he closed the door locked. But I'm fine. I know that soon will be resolved.

"I hope so. Today and tomorrow will be the decisive evidence, and you need to stay focused. Discreetly looked at his watch and decided to start his routine. Well, Captain, I leave. I'm going to run the tracks for a while.

Jensen nodded, rubbed his eyes. However, Collins did not know whyhad the urge to invite him to accompany him. Possibly he had seen the enormous need for revenge a little carrying on their backs.

- Will you come? He asked cautiously, hoping for a negative. That can not help thinking about your problems for a few hours.

Without quite sure why he did, agreed to participate. Both men then entered the building, heading toward the bedroom.

Ten minutes later they reached the runway, and began to trotr in silence, concentrating on the road that lay before them.

ran for half an hour, without missing a beat each other, synchronized, silent. Until the general Collins felt it was time to stop. Bathed in sweat and a lot more clear, they stopped at the end of a runway near the main hangar, doing a little exercise free not to overload your muscles. As the sun rose over the horizon, taking another look at things by the light given off, Collins was able to observe more closely Jensen. He discovered that he had dark circles had beenan accentuated by exercise. Then, he decided again, asking what happened in those days.

-Captain ... You really are you okay? You may want to talk about that which is overwhelming. I swear I will not say a word of what I tell anyone.

Jensen stared at him for a second and replied.

"I'm fine, general. Stop worrying about me.

"Okay. I will not meddle in your life, butin your work, because that's part of my responsibility. You do not look good, your point is fatal, terrible. And the more you afternoons off steam, the more damage you will only occasionally.

Jensen stopped his walk in circles to hear it, facing it.

-Misha, seriously. When you feel you must speak, I look for who to do it. For now I have no humor. Sorry.

Collins surrendered to see his apparent anger.

"Okay, entiendo. But do not forget that your performance is at stake, and I'm not going to be permissive, not Withfield. "That said, proceeded to retire. For today was enough exercise. See you in the area of simulators. We will do the same routine as the last days.

"Okay, thanks.

Staying back, watched him go down the track, considering his words.

Facilities Air Squadron Twenty-Fourth

CHT MLXC Headquarters Lackland AFB,

San Antonio, Texas. Monday, 0800 hrs.

Jared Pellegrino spoke with Nixon when he found them.

emaciated could see what was his student when he greeted him, feeling a sudden interest in knowing what had happened. That considered, it might help in their efforts to seduce the boy.

-Buenos d & iacutee, as, gentlemen, "returned the greeting, stopping beside her. I see you had a pretty busy weekend.

Jared bowed his head slightly, trying to hide their appearance. Nixon, however, did not remain silent.

"We talked about that, sir. Jared had some problems with someone, and it caused a bit.

"Oh, I see, thinking about how to find out more about what happened, made them enter the room. Gentlemen, I suggest you go and occupypen their places. We are about to start training.

"Yes, sir - said the boys in unison.

However, before they could enter Jared stopped him, gently holding her arm. The boy could not help but shudder at the slightest touch of the general warm, even on the fabric of the shirt.

-Padaleki, if you need help with something, or just want to talk to someone, I am at your disposal. With confidence.

Jared Find & oacute, his eye, and smiled gratefully, thinking it could not be what he had said Jensen. That made a painful decision.

"Thank you, sir. I'll remember.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson

Houston, Texas
. Monday, 1130 hrs. On two occasions, in preliminary tests on the simulator, Jensen hab & iacutee; has committed several errors inconsistent, and it remained concerned about the team of trainers.

barely When the pilot managed to save a ridiculous situation that was about to pop out of control in the simulator, Whitfield broke.

- It takes me too much! What the hell is wrong with this guy? He shouted in exasperation, distracting other drivers, who were to finish their routines. Collins got up from his place behind the control panel, and walked hurriedly to the simulator in which Jensen was.

"Come a time, cutting captain ordered him to arrive. His face was the picture of seriousness.

With a long, deep sigh, the pilot took off his helmet and unbuckled his belt simulator, leaving the same expression overwhelmed. The other three pilots saw him silently from their seats, worried.

Collins did leave the area, down the corridor. Once there, rebuked him harshly,

to the missing boy's silence. CH

TMLXC "I can not believe it, Ackles. Just a few hours we just had a conversation about your performance that you care and come and do just the opposite. What's happening with you?

Jensen hesitated. I had no possible excuse

-L-I'm sorry, sir. I get a little tired.

- A little? Jensen, your appearance screams that you're exhausted, overwhelmed and lost miserably! Even, I am inclined to think he hass head stuck in the back of your concerns, and that is very dangerous!

were silent, almost snorting Collins, arms akimbo and hands on the waist, thinking frantically amid their anger, and Ackles staring at the floor. It was the general who put a solution.

"Let's do this. Go to sleep for a couple of hours and you take a shower to clear your show in the dining room in your schedule. At three you want to see here for one last test. But listen to me, Captain. If you apply the preliminary failure in spite of this, do not fly. Is that clear?

"Yes, sir.

"Well, now go away, right into your bed. If I find you doing something else, you arrest all week.

"Yes, sir.

Without further ado, Jensen was quick to comply. Misha just saw him leave, frustrated and moody. If I was not careful with him, surely he would not live pilot project.

CFacilities HTMLXC Twenty Fourth Air Squadron

Headquarters Lackland AFB,

San Antonio, Texas. Monday, 1259 hrs.

- Are you sure, Jared? Nixon asked, still not believing what his friend had kept his notes trust while out of the training.

-Absolutely.

- What marginall cuyou, nd it say?

I do not know. But I will not do it by phone. I have to go to Houston as soon as possible. Today ...

-Jay, I think a hasty decision, "said the other young man cautiously. You also have committed to go with the general about your license. -Padaleki lowered his head, remembering that commitment. It was true. Hey, but it is assumed that on Wednesday morning and no training. Is not it better that you left for man, Ana?

"Yeah, right. Then it will be tomorrow. The general told me that they called for preparations for the Thursday, so we will not either. I could leave today and spend the night in San Antonio.

"Well, do you want with you?

Raising his head to find his eyes, nodded. Nixon felt a slight uneasiness to see in his eyes, bright and cheerful before, a huge shadow of sadness, but also a gleam of determinationn.

"I would appreciate it very much, Derek. Maybe if I could not do it alone.

"Yes, I understand. "Both young men got ready to leave the place and go to the dining room while they talked. "We'll leave here as?

-Preferably . Thus we arrive at midnight. And would all day tomorrow to go look and talk as long as necessary.

-Ok-to them across a; Area between several hangars, with the group of officers who shared the training.

When they entered the dining room of the base, they realized that all the tables were full, so we stayed at the entrance, waiting somewhere. Pellegrino discovered them after a few minutes, when someone made a comment on them. So the general got up from the table he shared with other senior officers and approached them.

"Gentlemen, I see that missed their usual places.

"No, sir & mdash; Jared toured the campus with his eyes, realizing that he faces unknown. Why are there so many new?

-cadets are recent entry, "said the general. Apparently, there was a small bug in the logistics area, and we are left with no tables. But do not worry. There is room in the officers' table. We could accept your company today.

Derek and Nixon glances quickly, surprised by such a proposition.However, Pellegrino pushed toward the bar food, making them react.

-Boys, go for their food. I hope in the table.

-Lord, but ...

"I know, is the scorer's table. But this is an extreme case. In addition, I invited, as I am the most senior among them, no problem. Go on, go on their trays.

obeyed without comment, until they were in the bar, waiting to hand over their portions offood. Nixon looked suspicious.

-Great guy who is the general, right? "He said to Jared with a smile.

-Too much for my taste.

"But you idolized him.

"I know, but this ... it is very strange that senior officers do something like that for lower rates.

-Derek, I hope that Jensen will not have infected their paranoia. Moreover, as said PelleGrin, will just this once. I do not think there is a problem if he was the one who told us to do this.

"I hope you're right.

Minutes later, both were installed between the officers, aside from the general. The others watched with some curiosity, and came to make a joke at their expense, but no one dared to say something for them there, as Pellegrino announced that they were his guests and I had an treat them well.

Derek continued

Although suspicious, Jared divirtió fairly with them, and felt greatly flattered when General lavished upon him all their attention, all smiles and kindness.

Pellegrino was a great guy, he thought. Definitely, Jensen must be mistaken.

------------------------------------------ At the Sixth Party

To return to the
Fourth Party ...

Cervical Mucus Before Your Period FIC: The Heaven's Race [Supernatural RPS] Part Four

Sorry for the delay. I tell you, that when Murphy shows no mercy, no mercy really. I dropped a bad bug in the computer, and I thought I lost the end of the fic. I am recovering much. And yet in these parts is 25.

Anyway, that is a quarter.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson
Houston, Texas . Friday, 1157 hrs.

His footsteps echoed hasty and furious through the desert corridor leading to the bedrooms. Jensen walked hurriedly, with an expression sombríay the decision to go to Lackland at that moment to pull Jared there.

"You should calm down, baby. You're making a scandal of rumors and gossip.

driver stopped abruptly, causing another to stumble upon hitting him. C

HTMLXC

-Chris, I met the guy, I saw him face to face. I swear I first thought when I face is that something was wrong with him, although I did not know why.

His friend sighed loudly, even despairing at the stubbornness of the other.

"Look, Jenny. I understand you are concerned about the integrity of your kid, but it is absurd that some comments without foundation, spoil your life. Think about it.

- The guy is a walking penis, Chris! Andjust about the integrity of Jared! I can assure you that almost all those under his command are in danger!

-Jensen, this borders on hysteria and paranoia, "said Kane, rolling his eyes, obviously annoyed. Calm down now.

- Are you telling me hysterical? -Jensen raised his voice, and angry.

However, before he could continue to claim, calm and serious voice of Collins a few steps from them, into silence.

"You should listen to your friend. You're doing a scene of something that has no solid foundation.

"But ...

- Hush, master! "Grimly authoritarian, Collins won an order direct dry. Both drivers they stood firm, recognizing the hierarchy. By having the full attention of them, the general came within inches of Jensen, with a stern look. Kane, you can retire. Ackles, follow me. Discuss this outside.

Without further ado, he turned and walked down the corridor, heading outside the building, followed by a pilot overwhelmed.

At the gardens, Collins stopped, followed by Jensen, who stayed on even footing. Without leave to take the rest position, pulled a cigarette from a pack that had been battered in his jacket pocket, lights it with a lighter quirky took the same pocket. Parsimoniously took two puffs on his cigarette, and then confronted the other.

"Before you open your mouth, I wantknow one thing, Captain. I understand the concern you have for what you hear, and understand that your first impulse is that of sending your responsibilities to the devil by going to rescue your child from this monster scenario. Really understand it, but I can not afford to commit such an evil thing. On the other hand, if all you told me your boy, what he did in Iraq and what he did for you is true, then you should not worry. Can take care of itself.

"But sir, you do not ...

- I not allowed to speak, sir! -Was silent, csight on the front, making a huge effort to keep his hands grasped. Jensen, listen carefully. You're on a computer, do not make decisions for yourself, or you deal as you give up control. And if tonight is going to be a reason for your concentracióny your skills are compromised, tell me at once, lest you become a factor of loss BEFORE endanger other members of equipment. You're with us in full, or the same night you go once and for all, because I will not allow back. Is that clear?

For a moment, thepilot turned to see his interlocutor, and calmed his initial outburst, thinking about his words. When he tried again to stare at the front, could not, feeling miserable. Collins awaiting their response.

"Yes, sir," said the muffled voice, accepting his momentary irresponsibility.

Collins threw his cigarette into the gravel that surrounded the garden, feeling with regret the miserable state of mind of the pilot. But could not be inflexible. All I could do for him at that time was to give a little time pairto reflect. Decided to let go.

"Think of everything you've said, sir. Tomorrow I hope your answer, before we go into the hangars.

"Yes, sir. "No more, prepared to retire to his bedroom.

But Collins called him before he could enter the building.

-Jensen "When this volteo to him, made a final recommendation. Try a little trust in others. You are not El Salvador in the world, accept it.

That said, turned to the tracks, watching the starry sky and calm, allowing you to withdraw.

Facilities Air Squadron Twenty-Fourth

Headquarters Lackland AFB,

San Antonio, Texas. Monday, 0800 hrs.

General Pellegrino came to the place where he had sat Jared, revealing the serious expression that was carrying.

- A bad night, Lieutenant? He asked quietly, taking it out of his reverie.

Jared jumped a little and forced smile, trying to stop showing your mood. CHTML

XC-Oh ... no, sir. I lay awake a little with my family, "he said by way of apology, withdrawing all the desk that allowed the invasion of space by the instructor. I ought to sleep all afternoon, when I get home.

- All afternoon? I thought we would have a training session for your license.

Jared rubbed his face a little, recalling the commitment he had made the previous week.

"Truead, I forgot.

"No, okay," Pellegrino moved a little, trying not to overwhelm. We leave tomorrow, and you've rested.

And insist, was incorporated and began with an introduction to the theory that correspondíaa that day.

Jared did not pay much attention, recalling with regret the last two phone conversations he had with Jensen. To his great surprise, on Saturday night, her boyfriendhad made the recommendation to stay away from Pellegrino, because although what others had told him there was nothing concrete in terms of demand and rumors that surrounded the general, did not want to have any surprises.

Call of Sunday was similar, except that it ended with a tone fríoy distant. Not like the others, and that I had put in a bad mood, to the extent of not allowing him to sleep.

After training, to leave the Base

, Nixon struck him, offeredtelling him to drive you home. While driving, asked about his mood. He, and all other classmates had noticed it too.

"You're too serious, Jay. What happened?

-Nothing really, Derek. I think there has been a huge misunderstanding, and Jensen was upset about that.

-Go. About what?

"There's a rumor about General Pellegrino. I do not thinkbe true, but you see that it is too easy for people to be swayed by gossip.

"Yes, indeed. On what are these rumors?

"I'm not sure. Jensen warned me not only me near him.

Derek shrugged, looking straight ahead.

"Well, it's your decision, Jay. In addition, Jensen is too far away to realize what is happening here. And if it is believed; NDOS a rumor, because I do not see it as mature as I've talked. In addition, the general has been very good about, and I see no solid reasons to believe that is a bad guy. At least it has not been with us.

Jared nodded, thoughtfully. Jensen was probably a bit jealous that, in addition to the distance that existed between the bases, and while they still remained to be seen, it was understandable that jealousy is becoming a kind of paranoia.

"You're right, Derek. I think Jensen exaggerated. I thought the phone to tell him of my change to the group of F-117, but I thinkI'll do better until he calms down a bit, and in person. In the meantime, today I will not call or I'll answer if he calls.

The other nodded and still see the front, without paying much attention, indifferent to the plight of Jared.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson Houston, Texas
. Wednesday, 1827 hrs.

The two instructors impatiently awaited its pilots in the hangar where the prototypes lead after the third real test with all equipment installed in aircraft.

During the previous weekend, had spent hours on the heaviest day, because the flights were to test in real conditions before they turn guaranteed the science team, and for this, the extensive hours in simulators, aircraft exercises even without the computer, and both theoretical and practical exercises were squeezed not only forces the pilots. Allthe bustle had also caused a stress level that surpassed the estimate.

Especially Jensen. And the worst of the situation was not only working hours but also by what he had heard of General Pellegrino. The most serious problem was that the pilot did not accept that the decline was showing that.

providentially, had received that morning an invitation from the Lackland base to meet the new F-35. The event will be on Thursday and Friday of next week, and they could quWWTPs through Sunday, as special guests and prospective buyers of several research prototypes. When Colonel Beaver told them of the invitation Collins and Whitfield, they were delighted to attend, along with his team of pilots, of course. It was the perfect excuse to go for a walk, grab a good drunk in the bars of San Antonio for three consecutive nights, and back relaxed and with new plans and vigor to terminate the work of testing the modified aircraft.

So, a little anxious to share the news with others, looked on the slopes surrounding the landing of each of esas beautiful and magnificent flying machines.

While

were down to the last device, silhouetted against the golden sunset, Whitfield decided to find out what had happened to him that Collins planned to do with Jensen.

- How do you go with your favorite student, Misha?

The aforementioned shrugged without turning to him and took a little time to think about what you say.

"Still do not know if you are interested in participatingin the space program. It is an excellent pilot, you've seen, but it depends on the decision to be part of the next mission is planned.

- And already the plants?

Collins made a funny face, frowning mouth and forehead a little.

"Not yet. I tell you today, but I wanted to do it outside the base. I will invite him to dinner. Want to come?

Whitfield smiled

hand, according to aircraft approaching slowly. Three operators tLOSE expected to complete the parking lot of the ships that took it out quickly.

"No, thanks. I do not like bad third. And tomorrow I'll ask what happened, both in its response to the program as your personal statements.

hear Collins smiled slightly.

"Wow. Have I been so obvious, Charles?

"No, just the essentials. Here they come, good luck.

The four pilots were heading steadily towards them, removing their helmets and talking animatedly. When they came to the instructors, hailed as a protocol, and then, took guard position.

"Gentlemen, congratulations, Whitfield began with a satisfied smile on his face. It was a perfect day. I hope we continue with this record until the project ends.

pilots nodded with a strong "yes, sir", which echoed through the vast nave of the hangar. Then, it was the turnor Collins.

"We're very aware that was a very hard time with schedules and demands huge subhuman, and you agree to move forward, even with all these conditions in contrast, is something worth mentioning . Congratulations, gentlemen.

pilots turned to see each other, smiling by such words. Collins continued.

"But we realized that the stress level could affect them significantly. Tomorrow will cut the journey, so I will have &; Aacute n few hours to rest before the final rehearsals this week.

"I want to do that, which really rested" said Whitfield, watching everyone's eyes, and if there is a problem that is affecting them in their performance or, do not hesitate to get us. For that we are their instructors.

"So opens the heart doctor's office ...

Both instructors laughed along with the pilots, before the Joker comments Chris Kane, but would not let him pass so easy.

Captain Kane, one hundred fifty lizards by unauthorized sarcasm-ordered Collins, still smiling.

From now.

Grumbling breath, Kane dropped the helmet next to him, and without more, was thrown to the floor and launched with the punishment. The others just laughed about it.

mild

Amid uproar, Collins returned to take the floor.

"Well, while Captain Kane is strengthened, I give & eacute; good news. We have been invited to the presentation of the prototype F-35, the Lackland base, for the next week. As we have estimated that we will deliver the planes between Monday and Tuesday, Thursday will be free men, and we can go without pressure of any kind, staying there all weekend, if they believe they will achieve smiled endure ; widely, especially seeing Jensen. So, be warned. Next Wednesday we will indicate at what time we should be prepared to attend the event.

Of course, that the happy news. Would be reality permit unsolicited, but very well deserved.

"Well, gentlemen, we end up this day," Whitfield ended. Kane is left to finish his push-ups, others may withdraw. Rest.

obeyed the order, heading towards the dormitory building to change their uniforms. Misha then reached Jensen, walking at his side.

"Hey, Captain. You did a great job today.

"Thank you, sir.

"Besides, I was wondering if you would like us to be for dinner. I have some unfinished business I deal with you, and let me know your opinion as soon as possible.

Jensen thought for a few seconds, and he accepted.

"Yes, okay. Just .... I'll change. " I'll be ready in fifteen minutes.

"Okay. Then I wait at the entrance of the main building in twenty minutes. I will change too.

CHTBoth MLXC separated, going to their respective dormitories.

Collins rushed, and curiously, as she looked in the mirror and managed a bit more than any other day, a funny feeling to sit acting like an excited teenager with a romantic date invaded. He laughed at himself in his reflection, and dismissed it, leaving shortly thereafter to the agreed meeting point.

I never expected that night, was a tremendous blow to hope that your libido will tip & Overhaulyou, when he saw Jensen in the lobby, waiting. It had a dark color shirt that contrasted sharply with the color of his eyes and the red light of dusk filtering through the windows, painted in his hair and bright golds, while fanning freckles adorning his face, giving it an innocent, almost childlike.

swallow any insane thought that this image would cause him, caught him by the arm, forcing him to walk in their path.

"I'm ready and hungry, and I hope you do too. Let's go.

Jensen just got carried away, his face weary and absent.

Department of General

Misha Collins.

West Side of Houston, Texas.

Wednesday, 1930 hrs.

"When you said you'd go to dinner, I figured it would end in a restaurante cowboy style, "said Jensen from the room, peering between the aircraft lithographs and some awards that hung on the walls.

"Sometimes I feel nostalgia for the home," said Misha Jen from the kitchen, stirring the pasta cooked excitement. Also, remember that not only meat and chips man lives. Occasionally the body craves pasta.

Jensen returned to the kitchen, leaning on the counter near the stove. Misha wore beer offered him, only half.

- That smells good. Really, do not run the risk of dying while intoxicated?

"Of course not, forget it," he said, turning to the board where I had some chopped herbs and tomatoes and onions. Believe it or not, the army also teach you useful things. As an example, learn to cook for an entire regiment.

"Oh, well. Too useful, I admit.

"Stop making fun of my skills, and helpGive me to prepare the sauce, please.

"Yes, sir. So I make sure that no poisons us.

As he did, Collins decided to let him know their plans.

-Jensen, I get an indecent proposal.

"Oh, heavens. I knew that there was something fishy.

both laughed, but not out of the topic. Collins then introduced the idea.

"Now I've seen todo your potential as a driver, and your great skills to do well in situations of risk, I propose you as a member of the space project, permanently. I want you to be an astronaut.

Leaving for a moment the plant, looked up, meeting the expectant gaze of the instructor. A deep sigh came out of his chest, recognizing that their response was going to disappoint.

"I am very grateful that you have noticed my performance, despite my mistakes, but ...

" No, "interrupted before the end ofbe justified. Think about it. It is too early for me to respond.

Jensen shook his head, looking down at his hands. Should let you know that I had thought. Again looking up, looking the other man.

"But no ...

Collins suddenly hit him, forcing him to remain silent to cover his mouth with one hand. Jensen was surprised with that gesture.

"No, wait. Let's do this. Footnsalo over dinner, and when we have a belly full of pasta and brain dull wine and beer, answer me. Okay?

nodded, thinking that only postpones inevitable. Still, he respected the agreement.

Half an hour later with two plates of pasta and stewed a bit quirky, plus a half bottle of red wine over, Jensen decided to let you know your answer to Misha. Leaning on the table while holding the cup almost empty between his fingers, he said.

-Misha, I can not accept your proposal. I agreed to be test driver

NASA because he was going to fly an F-18, but I can not accept anything beyond this. General Morgan and I had made the same proposal, and my answer has not changed. The other officer squinted, trying to find the reason for the refusal.

- Is ... is it? Why your copilot?

Jensen cocked his head, shifting his gaze back toward some indefinite point in the wall. Debed to be frank.

"Yes, but it is for me. I promised I would expect that both would be pilots and fly together, and we will not ever be apart, sharing the same sky in every mission that we send. Until today, I have failed miserably.

Collins nodded thoughtfully. I knew I was losing a good prospect, but could not help it, though I tried. However, the proposal would not leave a thing lost.

"I understand. Es a shame, because not every day we have prospects like you. Anyway. Anyway, if you later change your mind, we might consider it seriously.

Jensen smiled gratefully. He got up then, considering that it was time to retire. Misha followed suit, reaching the dishes to take to sink. And there was allowed a bit of intimacy with him.

"Your boy is lucky. I hope to meet you someday.

-guess that will posible next week, and we are at Lackland.

-Já, as if not knowing that they will use that time. I know we are not going to see even the dust, "Jensen said with a grin, pulling a short laugh at the pilot. "I can know how? Because while I praise and admire him and you mention it, I'm almost thinking it is like a super guy.

"Well ... is high, and huge. I do not know what would give his mother as a supplement for growth, but I think you missed the hand-smiled & oacute, with sadness at the memory, with vacant eyes and quietly. I think that might explain the tremendous heart he has. It is tender and full of enthusiasm. I never tire of seeing her smile or hear him when he laughs. Although it has a terrible temper, and when something bothers him, like a raging bull. A little intimidated.

-Go, is the whole picture. But I noticed something sad. Did you have a problem? Since I have not seen talking on the phone with him.

-discussed on Sunday, and I'm not taking calls.

"Sorry.

"I hope we can sort things out this weekend - Jensen said with a little optimism. I miss too much.

saying this, was silent. Then his companion took to get even mass he. Grabbed him by the arm, and measuring their reactions, pulled her close, trapping her mouth in a desperate kiss. Jensen did not reject, but not accounted for, waiting for the same Collins broke the contact. His eyes were an extraordinary green liquid, bright, blue.

-No ... Misha.

-Jensen, wait, "he said, preventing him loose. I know I can not replace, but I can offer some comfort. I know you might think I'm wrong, but it is not. Having an outlet is not bad, believe me.

again tried to kiss him, but

this time, Jensen was stopped with one hand on his chest. "No, really sorry. You're a great guy, but I can not. — By saying this he let go, spreading a few steps. It was time to retire. I gotta go. Sorry.

Collins leaned against the sink cabinet, seeing it go into the room, opened the door and leave without turning back, closing the door again without knocking. He did not move from there in a while, staring at the closed door, while a strong uneasiness filled her chest, replacing the flavor

Jensen's lips by a bitter aftertaste.

Space Center Lyndon B. Johns

on Houston, Texas
. Friday, 1700 hrs. Whitfield turned to look at Collins for the fiftieth time, trying to understand why he had not made a joke in two days. Of course, Collins noticed that, and only gave her a defiant look, without a word in between.

Both watched the landing of aircraft in one of the last days of scanning the computer. Were to end the project, so in short, the pilots would return to their bases, or maybe if you accept temporary positions to offer.

urgency Collins was talking to Jensen before he left the base, because since the incident in his apartment, the pilot had avoided him for two days , and had no opportunity to amend the error.

When the four pilots arrived at the hangar, after leaving the aircraft in the hands of the technical and mechanical base, approached him before repudiationto avoid it.

-Captain, I can talk to you a moment?

The pilot's icy glare hurt him, but not abandoned. Jensen nodded, resigned. He gestured to Kane, indicating that it reached shortly thereafter.

When left alone, Collins hesitated. Jensen waited impatiently to be decided to speak, looking polished concrete floor of the hangar.

-Jensen, the pilot turned around to hear it callingNdolo by name, and waited to speak. Collins took a deep breath and continued. I wanted to apologize for what happened on Wednesday.

"No problem, sir. We all fail from time to time.

"I know my credibility with you is very poor, but I want you to know that will not happen again. I got carried away and made a huge mistake. Sorry.

"All right, Misha. Forget it, nothing happened, "he said,him a brief smile forced. This was forgotten, and without resentment.

"On the contrary, Jensen. Do not want you to stay with a bad impression ...

In a gesture impatiently at his watch Jensen, making the official silence. He tried to be as natural as possible to make an excuse. "Hey, I have to get to San Antonio today, and I want to make me late. Can we talk about this later? In truth, I must go.

CH TMLXC The officer refused to surrender, despite the attitude of the pilot. He put his hands in his pockets, and spoke before he could turn around and go without listening.

"One last thing, Captain. I hope it does not impinge on something you can consider the proposal of the space program. Sometimes you can change your mind.

Jensen

watched him seriously, not to mention that. Finally, goodbye.

"I must go. Until Monday.

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