Top Gun (1986) oneshots

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell

Requested by cereal1257
Summary: Reader just so happens to be mavericks girlfriend and wingman, going by the call sign "Chain" a malfunction occurs when they try to eject and complications happen.

F/S/A= Angst

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"Just a walk in the park kazansky" laughing into the mouth piece at my boyfriends response to Iceman as we fly after the boggies. I can hear him egging on Ice to take the shot as he and slider were in route to do so. "I need 20 more seconds then I have him" looking down at my radar, I could see nothing, static taking over my screen. As Mav begun to over take him.

The F-14 began to malfunction, Mav being unable to use the handle stick to steer anymore and me not being able to give him co-ordinates on where the boggie was heading. The plane shaking horribly as the alert system sounded around us "Engine one is out!, Engine 2 aswell!" Shouting into the coms at Mav hoping he'd know what to do.

The plane stared rolling the more we tried, Ices voice could be heard throughout as we went down over the sea. The plane still rolling despite Mavs effort of getting it to fly again. "6, We're at 6 Mav!" The meter was lowering by the second as we continued to fall.

I could hear Mav screaming at me to eject as he couldnt reach his own, pulling on them I heard him giving me a warning of the canopy "Watch the canopy" the sound of it opening hissed around us as we were eject. The sound of a thump was from the ejection was the last thing I heard before it all went dark.

-Mavs Perspective-
Looking down her parachute ejected from the pack, my head was filled with worry. I had heard the sound of her hitting the canopy, my only thought being that she was ok and it would be a minor injury she would come back from. As I descended into the water I could see as it turned red from the blood. Pulling her up, I saw the pools of blood streaming down her face. Her mouth guard still attached to her helmet.

Pulling her into my arms and wrapping them around her, keeping her afloat. I knew it would be the last time I saw her. Leaning my head back I couldnt help the tears that ran down my face, although they would most likely be mistaken as water. I had completely forgotten that this was my bestfriend sister nothing else matter in that moment as we were rescued by the coast gaurd helicopter.

Not a single thing made sense not even as the diver told me to let her go. It was clear she had died from the impact of hitting the canopy, nothing was ever clearer in that moment as they attached the belt to pull her up. She stayed limp. Everything I knew came crashing down around me at that moment in time aswell.

I had been staying at the hospital, despite having no injuries the doctors still made sure I was admitted and looked at. Washing off my face the dreaded sound of someone approching me caused me to groan inwardly. Viper entered as I leaned down to splash more water on my face. "How you doing?" I didnt know how I would answer that question after killing my girlfriend, wingman and my bestfriends sister. "'M alright"

"Chain is dead" I could tell from his voice that he knew I knew that, but he had the guts to tell me anyway. "I know" When he begun to go on about the consequences of flying jets I just wanted to get out of there. It wasnt worth hearing this when I had my ass on the line. Goose was gonna hate me for this. He always said we'd end up dead together if we flew. And now he was right. But only one of us had died for real, and I had died on the inside.

The ceremony for Top Gun seemed dull, even as I congradulated Iceman and Slider on there win. I had yet to face Goose but it was inevitable. I was invited to her funeral that was supposed to run the weekend after.

-Goose's perspective-
After getting news of the death of my sister I felt sick. It wasnt as if flying them wasnt dangerous. It was the fact that they couldve both died. Maverick had been avoiding me like the plague, refusing to answer calls, talk to me, or talk to me about it. All I wanted was to know was how she did. None of the information was disclosed, only that complications had occur while they were flying and that she ended up dying on impact.

Carole was devestated at the news, even more so than me. Bradley didnt know yet, he is too young to understand aswell. Our parents had been out of our lifes for the past 6 years since we moved away. I wanted to ring them though, let them know that there daughter was dead but even that wouldnt change everything we went through.

When we went to the hospital to see the body, nothing had changed she still looked to be the happiest person in the world, there were obvious differences though. The large gashes along her head and forehead and the pale skin, even when I grabbed her hand in hopes of some warmth being there she was cold as ice. It just comfirmed every dark thought in my mind and the only thing I wanted to do was leave.

The funeral planing was the hardest thing Ive ever done. And nothing would make it easier. Picking out a coffin for my sister to be laid in and buried was never something I imagined id be doing. Each time the phone rand it was another one of her friends saying sorry never was it Pete, and it made me angry knowing he couldnt have the balls to tell me the truth about what happened to her. Even after all we had been through, he couldnt man up to the truth.

I wasnt heartless though, he still got an invite to the funeral. And doing that hurt sending out invites like it was to a birthday party only for them to recieve the letters that it was a funeral.

Carole hadnt been talking much, everytime she tried she broke dowm crying and I dont blame her, they were like twins and went through thick and thin while Y/N attended flight school, all because she had the dream of being the worlds best pilot.

Slightly chuckling at the memory of her determined voice when she told me what she had done, it hit me. Everything I would have of her would be nothing more than a memory. Every picture, every letter, every postcard, even Maverick would be a memory because he was the last one to see her.

And I knew I would just grow to hate those memories of her.

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Ok im not sure if I done the request any justice but I hope this makes some sense to you and let me know if you like the perspective of both Goose and Mav.

Thank you and Goodbye.