FanFic about Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw. (Bradley Bradshaw x OC Mitchell)
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Bradley and Emma grew up as best friends, since they were the children of Nick "Goose" Bradshaw and Pete "Maverick" Mitchell.
They went through elementary, middle, and...
I'm back where it all started. Miramar, California. Feels good to be back after so long.
I walk into the Hard Deck bar with my best friend and WSO, Riley Wilson, Callsign: Reaper. Rileys just wearing a tank top and jean shorts, I'm wearing the same but I added an old Hawaiian shirt I found over it. We decided to not wear our uniforms.
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Stepping into the bar we're greeted with loud music, talking, and the sound of pool balls hitting together. My first stop was the bar. The barmaid is standing with her back to me.
"Could I get 2 beers, ma'am?" I say in a funny voice. She whips her head around to look at me. "Hey momma!" I say to her with a big smile. She runs around the end of the bar so she can come out to meet me. "Emma Skye Mitchell. Oh my god." She wraps her arms around me.
I haven't seen either of my parents since I graduated Top Gun 3 years ago. "You look so good! It's been so long." she says admiring me. "I know. I wish I could've came back sooner." I tell her.
"And I can't forget about my third daughter! Hey Riley" She says also hugging my best friend who had always been around since the Naval Academy. We talk for a couple more minutes until I spot a familiar face. "I'll talk to you later mom. I love you" I say giving her one more hug. Riley doing the same.
I walk over to the pool table to see my other best friend. Phoenix. I met her and Reaper at the same time and we all three become best friends at the Naval Academy. She was with a couple of guys who looked a little familiar I just couldn't put their names to their faces.
"Natasha Trace" I say as I walk up to her. "Emma! Riley! Oh my god its so good to see you!" She says as she takes turns hugging us. "How have you guys been?" She asks. "Good. Busy. How about you?" I say.
"Good. Do you remember these guys? Fanboy and Payback." she asks. "Yeah I think so." We both respond. Right as I finished my sentence here comes more guys. "Hey Pheonix" The blonde one says. "Boys, this is Hangman."
We looked over at the man sitting in a chair eating peanuts. "You been here this whole time?" I ask. He nods. "Mans a stealth pilot." The blonde man says again. "Weapons systems officer, actually." The man eating peanuts says. "With no sense of humor."
"So what's your name?" Phoenix asks him. "Bob" "And what's your call sign?" She asks. "Bob" he responds again. "Oh you're my new back seater from lemoore?" she says grabbing a pool stick for me and her, Reaper talks to Payback and Fanboy.
"Looks like it." he says with a shy smile. "Well Bob Bob, wrack em. 9 ball." He does so and we begin playing with the tall blonde boy. He finally looks down at me while i'm bent over shooting the ball.
