Facilities Twenty Fourth Air Squadron Headquarters
Lackland AFB,
San Antonio, Texas.
Jared sat near where he was Nixon, who received him with a brief nod and a quick greeting.
"Hey, Padaleki. I thought I would continue in the F-18.
"Good morning. No, the general Pellegrino had already signed allocations and formulariyou to change it should be as soon as possible. And as there are vacancies, it went well.
Nixon raised an eyebrow to hear.
- Are there any vacancies? But if we said that this was one of the groups in greatest demand.
Jared could not say a word, for at that moment entered the place conditioning and classroom theory, two instructors dressed in the uniform training. Pellegrino was one of them, and who was responsible for verifying attendance, while the other wrote some instructions on the board who were in front.
On hearing that the newly integratedOfficial do respond when his name was mentioned, a slight smirk settled on his face. That day was the beginning of its work closer to the novice, and of course, had a whole strategy to do so.
training began in its theoretical part, it was easy to understand for Jared, but did not know some terms and maneuvers. But that was the instructor at his side, attentive and very willing to explain his doubts only himself.
When that phase ended and those who formed the group got ready to go to the area of simultaneousworship, Pellegrino approached him, calling him aside. Nixon only saw him with some curiosity, because the general had noticed that he was putting too much attention to his friend.
Padaleki"Lieutenant, I need a word with you. Jared
waited until the place was empty of officers, sitting in one of the desks. Could not prevent several memories, both from the Academy in Colorado Springs, and its training time before Iraq, without giving stormed truce. I could almost see Jensen as an instructor, talking to him in the middle of an empty classroom, explaining I do not understand & iacute, as when you were alone, to avoid that could fall behind in their studies and their performance. Or when he chided, drawing laughs and jokes malicious light. 'm Not prevent a sigh, before returning to their reality. Pellegrino
gathered his papers, manuals and guidelines used as teaching materials, keeping them in the briefcase he was carrying. With certain parsimony sat on the desk and rested his arms on his legs, as if he were considering the best way to give bad news. Jared is worried.
-First, I can call you by your name? The boy nodded
& oacutee;, somewhat puzzled. Pellegrino continued.
"I'm glad to see the efforts you are doing to acoplarte the group, Jared said, watching his students now. However, reviewing the ordinances of training, I fear you must first be licensed to fly to be part of the team of pilots trained in Stealth.
Padaleki blinked several times, in a gesture of disbelief.
"But ... Sir, I believed that through this training ...
" Yes, I know, "interrupted the general, in the midst of a short snort. Me tootook me by surprise to find that paragraph in the rules. But all is not lost. I considered the options out there, and I found something that could be helpful. Before
keep listening, squirmed in his place, much more restless, but hopeful. Now I was curious to know how you could solve that problem.
"I hear, sir.
"Well, I was also checking my schedule, and I have free time between training groups. It could be your instructor in those times, and help you get the license in record time, while continuing with el formal training with us. Jared
raised an eyebrow, his eyes wide open and a surprised expression much more pronounced in his face.
"But these are his free time, and must be very busy with other matters. I feel good knowing that by train, leaving aside important things, sir.
Jared, I am a training officer. My job is to support officers and cadets in training, and the better prepared they are, as my workload increases, "said Pellegrino with a serious expression, showing professionalism and trying to be convincing in his arguments. Adem & amp; aacute; s consider it important that you're in this group. You have a great potential and would be a waste that on a technicality, you refuse this opportunity. So it's no problem for me, but quite the opposite. What?
Over the seconds while completely assimilated what he had just proposed to the officer, his expression changed, showing still cautious, but happy.
- Really, do that for me? He asked, recalling also that Colonel Morgan had ever said anything about their potentialand how he was willing to be helpful in his career. Same thing could be happening now.
"Of course. Like I said, it would be a great pleasure for me to be able to finish the workout with us and be part of the team there among the clouds.
This time, the boy's smile seemed to light up the small space where they were.
"Well, yes. So kill two birds with one stone. Yes, sir. I accept the training. I just check my schedule.
"Perfect. We could start from todayif you have free time too.
"I have every afternoon off, sir. You just tell me where and what time I come.
At that, the general smiled. Had anticipated that response, but had not believed it would be so simple.
Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson
Houston, Texas.
Wednesday, 1625 hours.
Sitting at one of the engineering workbench, Jensen took notes of the device that was in front, developingrmed in its entirety. It was recognized each piece of equipment that would operate, understanding their values and calibrations, and in particular the proper functioning of each of the parties hereto.
While doing so, Collins was watching him carefully. Concentration was not what the officer did not take off his eyes from his face, but every line and detail that made it extremely attractive to their eyes. Like the hundreds of spots that adorned his face, giving it a mischievous, or their eyebrows thin and clean cut, same framing his eyes, his look of various shades of green, from a special emerald glow, and darkened to a concentrate brightness, cecause the showing now. However, what most attracted his attention were her lips. Remarkably paths, lush and graceful in color, giving it a sensual and appealing, especially in the intense expression, just parted, like a timid unconscious invitation to be taken, assaulted, and after that, venerable. Feeling
observed with such intensity, Jensen looked up, meeting with your instructor in office never took his eyes off him, but seemed absent. That bothered him.
"Sir ... Is something wrong?
Collins out of his trance of dyes hedonistic, and blushed at being caught in such weakness.
- Huh? ... ... I do not. No, captain. I was going through some procedures that we will see later in atmospheric measurement devices.
Without being a hundred percent convinced, nodded, returning to his notes. And despite his caution, decided to engage in conversation, in part, to break the tense atmosphere and the heavy silence of the place.
"Lord, I can ask you a somewhat personal question?
Collins sat in front of him, sostiven a light hearted smile.
"Of course. Shoot. Feeling
begin to color her cheeks involuntarily sought the best way to ask.
- Is married or has a girlfriend, or partner? Collins
first extended his smile, showing no surprise really pregnant.
"Well, do not think you were curious, Captain. But no. I am happily single and free, and pending any interesting opportunity, "he said, his voice a little lower and serious, in a hint.
Jensen could not prevent his forehead to show his sudden incOMFORT at that. Several wrinkles prying it betrayed him.
"Well good luck, sir.
Collins gave a short laugh, considering it a challenge even more interesting.
"Captain, do not get angry. An outdoor faucet will not hurt anyone. Besides, I think it is sometimes necessary.
The pilot returned to his notes, making a slight gesture of disapproval.
-think differently. I believe in fidelity.
"That is very commendable on your part - said the general, inquisitive expression. And the, Think like you?
Jensen hesitated. That was enough for Collins to get up with a huge smile, as if I'd won something for the setback of the pilot, who tried to make amends.
- Absolutely!
- naaah, I took you to answer, Captain. You do not.
Before I could refute that, the instructor Whitfield knocked on the door. The Engineering training time was over, and had to go to flight simulators.
-Time to go, Captain Ackles.
Al pick up and save your noteshe had made the instruments in turn, fixed his gaze on that of Collins, a little challenging.
"I know, sir. And it could get their hands on the fire to prove it.
said, left the place, followed by the playful look of Collins. Whitfield waited to be alone, and tried to take her curiosity.
- Well?
"It's a little tough boy, but I think that's impossible. I think I might go for it.
- How do you know?
"He has a weakness: I'll get there.
The other instructor laughed, shaking a gesture, as disapproving what Collins intended to do. Before leaving, he turned to him and make a comment.
"I say you should quit. Not all surrender to your charms, Misha.
-Mh. We'll see.
Padaleki Family House.
San Antonio, Texas. Friday, 1815 hrs.
went relatively quiet week for both, although the flirtations and attempts at rapprochement by the instructors were becoming a bit annoying.
Excited by the endweek, and the certainty that within a few hours veríaa Jensen, Jared went to the home of his parents as soon as he could, getting ready in case you had opportunities to leave, and of course, repeat what the previous weekend had.
However, twenty minutes after he arrived, while she changed after being given a bath in decent shape, his mother knocked on the door of his room.
Jared, honey. I called Jensen.
"Thanks, Mom. -Ran downstairs, excited and her hair a mess.
lowered to thisncia, reaching the device as he settled on the couch. In answering, he wore a huge smile.
- Jen! I'm looking forward to get ...
- Hi, Jay- across the line, Jensen coughed a little to speak. His heart made a fist. Hey, I have a very bad news for you. Jared
froze for a second, and tried to recover.
I do not think that is so bad. What?
- I can not go with you this weekend. In aminutes we will enter the simulators for training in night flying, tomorrow I introduce the first real test flight, and in the afternoon I prepare the preliminary report the use of equipment. Sunday will be another day of test flights to determine the functioning of the apparatus adapted.
eventually erase That smile on Padaleki.
- But Jensen! What weekend?
- I know, but it was high command's order to hasten the results. Want to start the first trials in two weeks, and that puts us to us to work at top speed.
-Ok. Then I'll see you.
- do not think it appropriate. Practically, I'll be cloistered .
"But Jensen ...
- I know, I know ... -refuted wearily. Jared figured it out then, leaning against a wall, a little rubbing the bridge of his nose with two fingers, eyes closed and a sad expression on his face. Sorry, Jay. This is beyond my control
The boy nodded, acknowledging that her boyfriend would be more than overwhelmed by it. He sighed, looking isr understanding everything he could.
"All right, Jensen. Do not worry. That will surprise us again, and when you come, or I can go there, it will be like our first night together. Remember? He
imagine that Jensen smiled at the memory.
Their first night together, at the base of Baghdad, bandaged and bruised all over, but desbordándoseles passion from every pore of the skin. There was a great night, but preferred not to remember the result of that, the next day that had dawned almost unable to move due in part to the hArid. The rest, of course, was obvious.
- Oh, of course I remember. It was quite an ordeal board the helicopter the next day with sore leg and hip region and the insane name to dust. And let's not complain until we got here. Of course I will not ever forget that.
both laughed, but it was a nostalgic and sad. Jared sighed, fiddling with the phone cord.
"I miss dearly.
- I love you, Jay. But sleep dreaming of you.
Several minutes passedtalking to cuddle and remembering how much they wanted to be together. Until Jensen had to hang up.
- week I'll call you, "he said pilot resist. heaven, I look forward to next Friday.
-equal. I'll be waiting for your call. Take care.
When the dotted line replaced the voice of Jensen, Jared dropped the headset toward your chest, trying to lessen the feeling of emptiness that had been installed on it. His sister Megan came to him then, bringing in aa glass bowl with milk and a tower of cookies in one hand, and Mr. Smeckles in the other.
"I heard your conversation, Jay-confessed rueful expression, extending both the plate and the doll. His brother left and then grabbed the phone, just with a nod nod. Sorry. Hope this makes you feel better.
Jared left the dish on the table that was next to the chair, and stood up, hugging the girl.
"Thank you, Meg. I'll be fine, do not worry. And thanks also
é n having this family so special. They never left him in a bad situation, and that was very comforting.
Space Center Lyndon B. Johnson
Houston, Texas. Friday, 1827 hrs.
When cutting the phone call and put in place, Jensen turned, suddenly found with General Collins at his side.
"It was a very emotional goodbye, said in a tone somewhat indifferent. Jensen became a bitter feeling that came over him discomfort.
It was a conversationN private, sir.
"Oh, yeah. You're right. But there is not much privacy in these halls we say. I also got a call, right here in the apparatus of the other side, "he defended himself, pointing to other public telephone was in place.
Jensen sighed, surrendering. Collins began to suspect that harass him without giving him respite.
"I must go.
"Yes, the simulators. We kicked balls plans and all with this order, right?
nodded and walked,followed by the officer. He noticed her discomfort.
"Hey, Ackles. Do not hate me for an order that did not give us. Instructors will stay all weekend.
"To you is different, sir.
"No, it is not. Collins gave him a serious look. Practically we are busier than you. We must find a way to cram a three-week training in a couple of days, starting from today, so imagine the scrubs that we have. Gen. Beaver is like boiling cauldron, so I recommend that you do not speak untilall away, unless you want to paste a beating with the beret. He is an expert on that.
Jensen could not prevent a smile crossed his face when he heard, considering his words. He was not only lose a weekend, and therefore their plans. All the test team was in the same situation, so I had to face their anger, and show the best attitude. Maybe that way, the week would fly. He stopped before reaching the corridor area of simulators, and with another expression.
"Sorry. I did not think were to happen something like this. It took me by surprise.
& amp; mdash; No problem. We should be waiting to begin the process. By the way, and we can not leave in a few days, we go today we finish partying.
"But do not think it appropriate to leave before the barracks, sir.
-be only for a while. Nothing you detuning will unveil and reflexes. Is to distract. What? We will go for a game of pool and a couple of beers, I have to prove to Withfield who is the champion of the base.
He thought for a few seconds, and he accepted. Did need a drink, now that he pased that small disappointment.
"Okay. I will accompany.
"Well-Collins gave a nod, smiling, inviting him to enter the huge room where were the others. You will not regret.
The test team consisted of three pilots. Among them, his childhood friend, Chris Kane, who had left to see after they left the academy in Colorado Springs. They had met three days ago, one of the runners in the area of technical training. Kane hadfirst embraced when it bumped, front and neglected. Then, I chided him that he had been a bad friend for not having communicated with him in two years. Embarrassed and acknowledging his fault, Jensen apologized to him, inviting him to dinner to talk and catch up. So, already aware of everything that happened, they returned to be great friends forever.
- Hey, baby! "I greeted Chris from one of the simulators of the T-38, fitting the hull with a bit of difficulty.
The aforementioned smiled, returning the greeting with a wave of hishand as he reached his own helmet. The other two pilots also greeted him.
"Hey, Jen, the more Mike Rosenbaum also helped the captain Tom Wellings to connect to the monitoring system simulators Stealth. They had met days ago, when they met in the area of technical education. And curiously sympathetic almost immediately. At that time, and they had said they were together, and Jensen had talked about Jared. Wellings gave him a big smile, it reminded him Jared. Ready for our idyllic weekenda?
-A you did well, "said Mike Collins on his way to the panel.
"You got that right. That's the advantage of being together everywhere, "Mike said, slapping the helmet of the pilot to help. How was your kid?
- Well, there were no problems, "said, ending to accommodate the hull, connecting on a right hand to the system, done that, sat ready in the simulator. See you next weekend.
- Awww! That sounds like a night of wild sex and passionwild-thirds Kane, as a joke, followed by a hissing from the others. Jensen ignored, politely showing the middle finger of his hand, earning him another standing ovation.
"Gentlemen, get ready," ordered Whithfield from the control panel, closing the area to set the mood. We started the first sequence of twelve in twenty seconds.
- Count inicilizado-Collins seconded. Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen ...
And while ending the sequence, now concentrated pilots started without faTthe exercise.
Although it was a heavy day, twelve training sequences were successful. Not for nothing, had sought out the best drivers in the modified models.
About ten o'clock at night, the group of pilots and instructors were in a small barecillo, installed around a pool table, each with beer cans. Jensen Rosenbaum heard the conversation held with Chris Kane, about his time training in the Air Force Stealth.
- There were only a couple of highly experienced instructors. They flew the first models came outon of the assembly. I think one of them was Col. Jeff Morgan.
"Out there I heard that Morgan has a protected, and recommended him for the space program," said Chris in a mocking tone, turning to see his friend. Remains to be seen whether the recommended agrees to be an astronaut.
"Fuck you, Kane" was the answer to Jensen, who rose to take his turn at the table next to Whithfield.
- way. "They learned that an F-117 instructor was saved from being expelled from the army? "Rosenbaum said again, quietly stroking the hair of Wellings & mdash;. All the luck that has cursed the guy.
- Yes? -Misha bowed to the white, holding the cue to make his shot. I found out. When was that?
- Shortly before take-training equipment to Lackland. In fact, the rate was transferred there, to avoid a lawsuit.
Collins failed, and Jensen took his turn. The shot I had was a simple matter, it could put the number in their respective Buchaca without dwelling on the move.
- A demandda? Should have done something serious enough for that to happen, "said Withfield, without losing sight of the movement of the pilot on duty.
- was quite serious, yes. In fact, were the parents of a cadet who sued him. But they could not do much. There was sufficient evidence.
- Go-Collins scratched his neck, looking into the pocket of his jacket the lighter to light the cigarette held between his lips. And why it demanded?
- Sexual harassment, repeat offender, I'm told.
& amp; mdash; Who is this guy?
Just when Jensen made the shot hard, Rosenbaum revealed the name of the instructor.
- Sergeant Mark Pellegrino.
Everyone turned toward the table when the block hit the surface caused it to rip the felt cover and part of the board. Jensen, still bent, turned toward where it was Mike. His eyes wide open, as if he had seen a dreadful apparition before him, at the mention of the name.
- Oh, for heaven's sake!
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