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Facilities Air Squadron Twenty-Fourth

Lackland Air Force Base Headquarters.

San Antonio, Texas. Thursday, 1120 hrs.

When Jared saw the newly arrived group of pilots Space Center, wearing the uniform anda safety that gave them being part of an elite team, felt a strong dizziness. However, to find among them the figure of Jensen, in uniform and Ray-Ban glasses places, clean and bright with Colonel Morgan and two other senior officers, his stomach was about to make a deadly double the brain is almost melted. More had to hold, noting that it was he who left the relationship for a while, so to avoid trouble for his decision to continue training in the F-117, and to make room the pilot who had the opportunity to advance your career.

With that pensam ent very present, stayed away from Jensen, who in turn sought him discreetly, without leaving your group.

For most of the day Jared avoided it, feeling bad about it. However, in a time when Nixon went to Ely high base, they met face to face with Chris Kane Ely.

was the latter who tracked him down, telling Jensen who was a few steps from them.

"Hey, baby. Did you see that your "Doolie" is there, with one of your friends?

Auto & aac ute; automatically, Jensen turned to where Kane will tell you, mentally kicking for being so obvious.

's not my "Doolie" answered with a grunt to his friend, and put your best smile at the other two turned to where they were. Jay, Derek. Hello, I did not expect to see you here.

And to kick back mentally. It had been a stupid phrase, of course.

Captain Ackles, was Nixon who said, saving the situation by that time. It is an honor to accompany us, In. The display of the new fighters will be in a couple of hours should be exciting to see them in action.

"I think," Jensen said a little angry. Jared did not say a word. Well ... uh ... I think we should hurry. Superiors in the area ahead of the prototypes ...

- Will in the area of prototyping? Jared said with some disappointment. We do not let it go at that.

Kane smirked, passing an arm around her shoulders Jensen, seeingJared.

"It must be by the influences we have. Do you know that Colonel Jeff Morgan has given us the green light to be in any part of the base?

- Colonel Jeffrey Dean Morgan? Jared asked, raising an eyebrow at Jensen. Does it come with it?

"The same," continued Kane, giving an air of importance. In addition to Colonel Beaver, project manager of the planes of evidence from NASA, and General Misha Collins, one of the instructors, and scientists. In other words, arente a representative of the cream of the military aviation community.

-Chris, enough -Jensen struggled to get loose from his friend, much more angry. We are not the cream. We're just test pilots. Go, go for our rations, and see if we get a table. Not because I think an elite pilot, they'll be putting red carpet everywhere.

-Ya, right. -Kane released him, and giving a mild spanking that made him wince, he left the group. I'll get the trays, baby. Reach out andNo bar.

After losing all three, Jensen thought that he should take this time to clarify some things. They had been together through many difficult situations, to let a misunderstanding come between them. The slight smile on his lips forced failed to hide the nervousness he felt in those moments.

-Jay-started, his voice a bit more serious than normal. Jared felt his hair stand on end some of your body to listen. I'll talk to Colonel Morgan, to be able to be with us in the demonstration of prototypeyears. It would be sad you missed this show.

"If ... it would be a shame ..." Derek watched a little angry. I was excluding him. I'll get a table, Padaleki.

-Derek, wait.

-Jay, could you give me a few minutes? Jensen insisted. Need to talk.

The other then pressured him.

Talk to him. When finished, I want.

However, inteinterruptions were the order of the day. In those moments, Pellegrino hit them.

-Nixon, Padaleki;'s been looking for. -Setting for a second his eyes on Jensen, his smile broadened into a challenging gesture. I knew that would keep the two young pilot and stay there with what he planned. The need in fifteen minutes in the prototyping area. We will be the ground support team of pilots of the F-35.

Of course, at this news, Jensen was completely ignored. Jared and Derek smiled broadly, approaching the officer to follow him with marked enthusiasm.

"We can leave the food for later, sir," said Nixon, putting aside all his anger, and all his hunger.

"No, I prefer to eat and prepare. The need to integrate and focus. Okay? I will give instructions to allow them to occupy the scorer's table.

Jensen saw his opportunity vanished when the two young men responded cheerfully to his proposal.

"Yes, sir. Thank you very much, sir.

"We will be with the group on the hangarsas soon as possible, even within fifteen minutes, sir.

"Well then, go for their rations. I go to the scorer's table. "When the other two complied, and he was left with Jensen, again set his sights on the rider, and with that slight sarcastic smile, said goodbye to him. Captain Ackles. Bon appetit. I'll see you on the slopes.

And that was it.

Jensen came out of there in a rage, forgetting completely that it should eat because food had not taken all the way from Houstonto San Antonio. He went to the places assigned to them in the gallery, and trying to calm down, sat on a chair near one end of it, staring at the runways and movement several mechanics and technicians engaged in them.

Several minutes passed without change, until the serious and loving voice of Colonel Morgan startled him, right next to him. I had not heard about.

"I thought that all your problems had been in Iraq, Captain," he said with a slight sarcastic tone, d & amp; aacute; Ndola to understand that he had seen what happened in the dining room. Do you think staying here, leaving the way open asshole with your passenger?

Jensen blushed at the dial tone that Colonel poníaa those last two words.

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only managed to lower his head slightly, letting out a slight sigh.

I do not know how to avoid it, sir. Jared is determined to follow him everywhere. Even from before I decided termine the relationship.

"Captain, I do not Padalecki decided to do it otherwise. Not after everything they have spent together.

'I'm doubting that, sir ...

-Ackles, if you still say such a hoax, arrest you all weekend.

Jensen dropped his head in a clear sign of anger. At that, Morgan went down to the row of chairs where he was the pilot, sitting next to him. This only turned to him, still blushing, waiting for dieign something. He did not wait long.

-Until recently, in several training bases, we learned that this type, the general Pellegrino, has a special charm to the young cadets and officers, Jensen. That makes it an excellent predator, because he knows how to coax and force them to do what you want. You must be very careful with him.

"I know. Since I had been warned.

- Have you thought about something? "Morgan turned to him, meeting the gaze of the officer. Incipient tone of anger was seen between deep color of her eyes. You know that you have my support, except in the case of murder.

-Sparks, no. Jared hate me for life. "The young officer tried not to smile in vain. However, it was only for a moment. I do not know what to do. I spoke with him, I tried to warn him, but not listen.

Morgan nodded, remembering the conversation they had in the car this morning while heading to Lackland. Definitely Jared had decided to cut the relationshiprolled on by another, but his rebellious nature against the impositions. Jensen had made a common mistake, ignoring their independence, freedom of choice. He knew he only needed to talk again and agree on what each decides for his life, his personal interests. And for that, should be in a neutral space, without interruption or influence of any kind.

"Okay, let's see. I learned there that after the screening, the officers will have a small celebration at a nearby bar. I also knew that Padalecki will go, and I think itwould a good opportunity to look for it there, as civilians, and talk about your situation.

Jensen raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

"Sir, how do you know Jared go?

"I know many good tactics to gather information, plus I'm a great strategist," he replied in a tone of complicity. Not for nothing am a decorated officer, Jensen. That

tore a little laugh, out of its bad mood. Morgan smiled a little satisfied thatachievement.

"Thank you, colonel.

"Just Jeff. At times he is too tired to be official. Okay?

"I'll remember" Jensen grinned, drawing and a plan to reach out to Jared and talk with him that night.

Wing's Army Bar

main Avenue Lackland Air Force Base.

San Antonio, Texas. Thursday, 2110 hrs.

Under the light of outdoor lighting, a group of officers vEstid and civil way to the bar where they had been invited at the end of the demonstration of prototypes. It felt strong camaraderie among them, insomuch that they would not know who to see, they were of different ranks in the military hierarchy.

Even among skeptics wonder and somewhat by the actions and very high authority that the builders of the prototypes had mentioned the brand new ships, the two senior officers are still talking with some anger that for them was very clear views, all in contempt of the high command of the base. Pellegrino had managed to pass to the ski auNo group of junior officers, despite orders that only high ranking officers could be there. That was, without doubt, the full demonstration of the huge monster of pride and self-sufficiency was really general.

In fact, Colonel Beaver still raging as he said.

- still do not know how they can let him do what comes to win! This outcast abuser ...!

"Relax, Jim, for the umpteenth time, the calm voice of Morgan calmed him. It's about youempowerment that can be expelled from the army. No crime is perfect, so be patient. At some point, make a mistake you discover completely. I just hope it's not too late, "not avoiding his gaze directed towards Jensen, who joked with the other drivers, followed closely by Collins.

were together for a quarter of an hour, drinking some beers while chatted with some of the senior members of the Lackland base, until Kane convinced Jensen, who had stopped looking at the crowd Jared of young people inside the bar, that could give a goodbeating the other two pilots in a game of pool, so the four went to where the tables were in the midst of a boisterous group of cadets and officers scattered throughout the area.

Collins and Whitfield, meanwhile, decided to meet a couple of girls who had come alone, and were engaged in trying to draw the attention of any soldier who wanted to spend time with them. So also separated from his superiors, and asking a couple of beers, went to them, away to another end of the bar.

While this was happening at the home of the Padaleki, Jared and Nixon ended dand grooming, hurry to Chad, we were also been invited to go with them. They went happily, unaware that in a while, the war unleashed by them, between shots of bottles and fist low amid a pub full of military.

Wing's Army Bar

Thursday, 2150 hrs.

A little over half an hour after arriving, Collins sat in the dark corner where he had been lounging, watching the coming and going from the bar. Whitfield had been a great conqueror that he and the girls to the quand addressing minutes before, now danced with the other instructor in the middle of them, in a very suggestive attitude be about to get out of there, straight to the first motel that they traverse.

Between sips of beer from the bottle enegésima was taking, and some pretzels and seeds that had on the table as an appetizer, Misha did not miss not having sight of the whole bar, billiards area including, at times admiring the picture of Jensen, trimmed in a strange light and shadow box, amid the bohemian and relaxed atmosphere. I knew the pilot was there to meet with the former partner, and that s ó what it expected to come to talk and try to fix things between them. That discouraged him a bit, but tried to comfort himself and forget about it once and for all, as Jensen was not available to them, and even though I tried, but forced him, never I would like see Padaleki.

Thinking about all this, began to drink more beer enegésima one, and close to reaching a phenomenal drunkenness, found the front door of the bar to the above, among a small group of gay and scandalous Lackland officers and cadets.

not move &; Oacute; of place, noting the time, both at the entrance of the bar as in the billiards area, two situations into extraordinary began to happen. With Jensen, was Wellings who told him that Padaleki had arrived. Immediately, the pilot dropped the cue and set about grooming, surrounded by his other comrades, who apparently were advising him what to say, do not try when she was standing before him. Seemed inexperienced teenagers. However, Padaleki, the situation became much more interesting. Pellegrino shortcuts, and almost dragging the bar, made to sit the senior officer in Juneto him in the bar, cornered and almost impossible to slip away. In fact, to be quite cheerful and uninhibited because of the beers I had on, began trying to fondle the boy, despite the reluctance of the latter.

Seeing this, with some urgency, Collins looked for Colonel Morgan, just to let you know that your chance to take a Pellegrino of the Air Force would be there that night. However, something unexpected came before I could even locate it.

Almost as if you were watching one of those romantic comedies domingueras, found across the bar to Jensen, who remained standing on the stairs that separated the two areas, with their mouths open and eyes bulging, and the other pilots who were . At the expression of the blond, then turned to where the other two and almost until it was removed drunk to see that the general kissed Padaleki so sudden and passionate on others, locking up between the bar and your body, preventing any attempt at that time of struggle.

- Oh, a hundred thousand devils! Mumbled, getting up from where I was now seeing BeaverMorgan, like many of the other officers who were there, were silent before such a scene. Almost

guessed what would happen. So be prepared.

When Jared was able to shake off his pursuer with a strong push, the other driver and was at his side, pulling the highest ranking by the shoulder. Then, Armageddon is unleashed. The punches did not wait, being directed to the general Jensen which virtually marked the beginning of the fight.

And less of what could anyone say corridito Jared & Jensen, he beganaron flying bottles full, half full, half empty and following them, chairs, ashtrays ... and types, of course.

several times, amid the chaos, Jensen came into the arms of Collins, repelled by repeatedly punched and amid cries of Jared, who tried to force him to stop. However, the other was completely ignored, while Jared managed to not go beaten, while Chad and Nixon remained close to him, also doing their part. The last time Jensen Misha caught just before he managed to touch the ground, his jaw almost flipped to the backa, and return to the fight, decided to speak loudly with Jared, alias La Manzana de la Discordia.

- Hey, Padaleki!

The aforementioned turned to Collins, dodging an ashtray for two hairs, almost. I had already put his punches, but nothing serious. He had a split lip and bruised cheek.

- Ge-general "Collins?!

- Yes, the same! We gotta get out of here and get Jensen!

-What?! Why?! Collins

froze a couple of seconds, absorbing it. Until someone came almost flying between them, torn from the surreal moment of surprise.

- What do you mean why?! Are you stupid or something?! Come on, pull your friends and Jensen, and finish this once and for all!

Rijos juggling, punched and fully identified flying objects, and other unknown, managed to reach the exit of the bar. IfNo, however, resisted when Jared Jensen grabbed him by the arm. Even nearly crashing his fist in the face, when he acknowledged, stopping just in time.

- JENSEN!

- JAY! You almost hit!

- Come on, we gotta get out of here! "He managed to convince him, and both scurried away into the parking lot, while the increased chaos in the bar.

Once outside, beaten and clothing and the cordthe messy, observed by others, Jared gave a surprising punch Jensen, almost lying on the floor. He stumbled and was arrested again for Misha, who looked stunned.

- How do you think, Jensen Ackles? Hit my instructor!

Kane was about to jump him to see that, furious. Other drivers stopped him barely.

- What the hell are you saying, impudent child? ... Jensen!

- Jensen was not entitled to do that! "Countered angrily, confronting the other driver. Nixon and Chad were at his side, watching. Padaleki did then attempt to leave, leaving them without further explanation. Also, I can take care of myself.

"No, wait, Ackles was released from his instructor, trying to stop. We need to talk. So I decided to wait in this place.

Jared turned to him, fixing his gaze hardened.

-Jensen, there is nothing more to say. Leave mepeace.

-Jay, this can not end like that. In addition, knock the guy because I was stalking.

- What makes you think I was stalking you? - Jared then took a self-sufficient pose, and a marked cynicism in his words, said what is not expected. For your information, Jensen Ackles, it was I who kissed him. I was not bullied.

See them all with his mouth open and eyes wide, including Nixon and Chad, it was pretty funny. But he restrained himself to smile evenl see the look on her former boyfriend, so defeated and hurt as he had never seen.

Jensen looked down at the floor and before she could say something more, withdrew from there, followed by Misha and Kane, who tried to stop and talk to him, in vain . He ran without wanting to listen, to the premises of the tracks from the Lackland base, leaving them behind. Kane went after him, but Misha returned to where the other. And look at later.

- Go! "Tom broke the tense silence that had been installeddo between those who remained, coming up a mere reflection of your partner. I never thought someone would break his heart so easily.

-Jay-Chad gathered himself somewhat embarrassed by what he witnessed. It is assumed that the unfortunate and cynical bully of this place I am. I exceeded.

- Now you are putting on their side? Padalecki replied angrily, not wanting to admit I felt a strange tightness in the chest. If you're so interested, go and comfort him. I'm going.

And so, even without tasting a beer, and with mixed feelings because of guilt and pride of the size of the tallest building in San Antonio, walked to the car, closing up in Ely the door of a strong pull. Chad and Nixon went after him, both turning to the others they left behind, among puzzled and surprised.

Just as they left the parking lot, the two colonels who had accompanied the group, Morgan and Beaver, came at the time, also puzzled. They had to be taken by trying to put some order in, and look for the drivers in the ca í two and beaten, no luck. So they decided to look outside.

-Collins-called Morgan to see the car leaving the place. What happened? Where are Ackles and Padaleki?

Misha and the other two drivers turned to look for a moment, and after a cough, said the two above.

"They went in different directions, sir. Again discussed, and we could not stop them.

- discussed? They were supposed to try to reconcile. C HTMLXC

Rosenbaum answered that, still quite upset by the attitude of Padaleki.

"It happens, sir, that denied Padaleki Pellegrino that haunts him. Jensen assured that what happened out there was caused entirely by him, although we all saw the opposite.

- Ray! "Was the only expression of Beaver.

Colonel Morgan had a little more control in their anger.

"There is an opportunity to stop this guy. Cursed bashopefully slow.

"Sir, if you do not mind" said Misha, preparing to look for Jensen, "I would like to return to base. I do not think we have anything more to do here.

Beaver and Morgan nodded, so they went by car and prepared to leave the place. Misha was with some regret that Jensen's car was left in place, since no one had keys.

had to talk to him, make him understand that the relationship could not possibly offer anything m & aacute; s. Besides, it made him hold a small hope that he might take a chance with Jensen. ------------------------------

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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

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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