Call Back {Top Gun Maverick - Completed}

1: Darkstar

Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell.

Maverick was stationed in the Mojave Desert for having pissed off yet another admiral. He walked into his hangar, eating breakfast. The hangar had a 1986 Kawasaki Ninja and a workbench with a board above it. The corkboard had photos and memories of his life through flights. He finished breakfast at the small table near the door, before heading to his workbench.

One of the photographs on the board was at Tom's wedding with Tom, Sarah, Carole, the twins, and Maverick himself. Right under, another photograph of a slightly older Bradley and Maverick together. A few pictures away from that was a picture of Maverick and Penny Benjamin before they broke up in 1986. Next to the corkboard was a calendar with the day circled. In red marker, Mav had written Mach Nine today.

Maverick grabbed his sunglasses and keys to the Kawasaki Ninja, leaving his helmet behind. He rode away from the hangar, driving down a desert road. Dust rose behind the machine, following it as he rode to the limit of the motorcycle.

After getting through the security guard point, Maverick continued towards the hangar where the Darkstar was. A plane took off on the runway near the road. Maverick looked at it and smiled, driving a little bit faster.

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"Lieutenant Benjamin," Admiral Johnson called out from behind his office door, "Come in."

Lieutenant Hennessey "Maneater" Benjamin walked in and stood at attention, looking just above her Admiral's head. Her hands grew clammy, as they stayed against her side.

"At ease," He began, letting Hennessey relax slightly, "I have special orders from Admiral Kazansky."

"Admiral Kazansky, sir?" She responded, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She knew the surname, hell Hennessey was friends with the Admiral's daughter. Even the newest recruits knew the surname. It was an almost infamous name, with the Admiral being the commander of the Pacific Fleet. While both the commander and his daughter were at the top of their classes when they graduated from Top Gun.

"Yes, Maneater, Admiral Kazansky. He has sent special orders to send you, specifically, back to Top Gun," Admiral Johnson explained.

"Back to Top Gun, sir? May I ask why?" Hennessey asked, slightly giddy at the thought of going back and being able to see her mother and little sister.

"The orders just say that it is a secret mission. Now I want you to come back alive after this mission, Maneater. You are my best pilot. Pack your bags, you are to be flown back in a few hours," Johnson ordered.

Hennessey nodded once, acknowledging that she heard the order. She had been wanting off of this carrier for the past few weeks due to other pilots and naval officers aboard being rude and misogynistic to her and the other few female crewmates.

"Dismissed," Johnson said.

Hennessey fought back a smile from gracing her face. She turned and walked towards the door.

"Oh and Maneater, if you see Admiral Kazansky, wish him the best from me," Johnson said as Hennessey's fingertips were barely able to graze the handle.

"Yes, sir, thank you," Hennessey replied, looking back at the Admiral before closing the door behind her.

Hennessey smiled, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. She was going back home to Top Gun. She was going home to her mom, her sister. To everything she never realized she truly missed from being posted away. The woman rushed back to her dorm, wanting to get started on packing, wanting to get home faster. The idea of getting off of the carrier that she had been deployed on for the past month and a half was thrilling, getting to take off and land on solid ground.