It was the morning of the mission briefing.
All returning personnel were required to be on base early to get a quick physical done before training actually began. First come, first serve for the aviators who all reported to the same nurse.
Nova Mitchell was contracted by the Navy and Top Gun specifically whenever she was needed. And fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who you ask, that is now.
Rooster was the first in, mainly because he wanted to catch up a little more with Nova.
"This is the earliest you've ever been awake and alert," is the first thing out of Nova's mouth. Bradley shoots her a look, ready to disagree before he shuts his mouth realizing she was right.
He simply shrugs before saying, "Hey, at least you're done with me sooner. Besides, I saw Phoenix get here as I was directed back here."
Nova simply smiles before going to her computer. "Ok let's get this started."
"Do you smoke?" "No."
"How often do you drink alcohol?" "Moderately"
"Are you sexually active?" Bradley sent her a look. "I have to ask. I don't want to be thinking about that." Nova shudders. "Just answer the question."
"No, not at the moment."
Nova just nods her head before asking a few more questions. After recording his answers, she has Bradley stand on the scale.
"Sit back down," she tells him after getting his height and weight. She attaches a heart monitor to his finger before grabbing her stethoscope.
"Take a few deep breaths for me," Nova instructs. She jots down the last of the information before entering it into the system.
Bradley rolls his sleeve back down. "Tell me. Am I dying?" He asks so deadpan, Nova can't help but laugh. "Oh yes, I give you 4 days to live."
The two laugh for a moment longer before Nova gets serious again. "No, seriously, you've got a full bill of health. All good to go."
Bradley nods his head and gets up to leave. "I'll see you later then. Dinner soon?"
Nova nods her head. "Of course. We've got plenty to catch up on." She gives Bradley a quick hug.
"Send Phoenix in on your way out."
He does just that, and a few moments later, Natasha opens to the door to the exam room.
"Morning Noves," she greets the nurse.
Nova returns her smiles. "Good morning Tasha. Let's get you out of here as quickly as possible. I know you'd rather be anywhere else."
"Well at least I'm with you," Natasha responds with a flirty smile. That was their friendship in a nutshell. Natasha has always flirted with Nova and while Nova isn't into her like that, she always plays along. Hell, one or two of Natasha's relationships have been set up by Nova.
Nova repeats the same questions as she did with Bradley and soon enough, Natasha is given the all good and the next aviator comes in.
On and on, all the aviators make their way in until there is only one person left. And unfortunately, the person happens to be Jake Seresin.
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Jake opens the door to the exam room but hesitates when he sees it is Nova who is doing the physical exams.
"Good morning Lieutenant. Please have a seat." Nova starts off with professional pleasantries. She knew well and good he would be the last one in this morning. So she told herself she would contact this exam with as much professionalism as possible. Try her best to keep all other emotions out of it.
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Nightingale 》Jake Seresin
Fanfictionnight·in·gale ˈnī-tᵊn-ˌgāl In which a Navy Nurse and a Naval Aviator have a history of love and heartbreak that might just be too broken to repair. Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OC Top Gun: Maverick Copyright ©️ 2023 | _stxdia_