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
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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
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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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