Going back home pt. 2

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Y/N POV

Maverick and Rooster catch up with the Hunter and Omega. Hunter asks Omega and Rooster, "Okay, Omega and Rooster, get us in touch with the boat."

Omega answers, "I'm working on it."

Rooster starts to freak out, "Radio's out. No radar. Everything's dead back here. What do I do? Talk me through it."

Omega already has done all of that, "Okay, first the radio. Throw the uhf-2 circuit breaker. Try that."

Rooster looks around asking, "How do you know where that is there's 300 breakers back here. Anything more specific?"

Mav answers, "I don't know. That was your dad's department."

Omega proudly retorts, "I already figured it out."

Rooster all of the sudden exclaims, "Mom, Mav, tally two, 5:00 low."

Omega asks us, "What do we do?"

I start to calculate what we could do without, preferably, dying, "Okay, listen. Just be cool. If they knew who we were, we'd be dead already."

Rooster tells me, "Well, here they come. What's your plan?"

Mav reads my mind and says, "Just put your mask on. Remember, we're on the same team. Just wave and smile. Just wave and smile."

The enemy aircraft start doing signs which I can only assume are 'fighting' signals. Mav asks me, "What's that signal? What's he saying?"

I reply, "No idea. I have no idea what he's saying."

Enemy does another, Rooster asks, "What about that one? Any idea?"

I reply, "No, never seen that one either."

Omega looks down and exclaims, "Oh, shit. His wing man is moving into weapons envelope."

I look at Maverick and nod. I tell the others, "All right, listen up. When I tell you, you grab those rings above your head. That's the ejection handle."

Rooster confused says, " Mom, can we outrun these guys?"

Mav looks down and shakes his head saying, "Not their missiles and guns."

Omega juds in, "Then it's a dogfight." I retorted, "An f-14 against fifth-gen fighters?"

Rooster and Omega tells us, "It's not the plane, it's the pilot. You'd go after 'em if we weren't here."

I tell them, "But you are here."

Rooster says something, something I never thought he would say, "Come on, dad. Don't think. Just do."

I smile and then bank down and shoot down one of the fifth gen fighters, grunting. I demand Omega, "Tell me when you see smoke in the air."

The target lock beeps Omega yells, "Smoke in the air! Smoke in the air! Hang on."

Rooster, "Yeah, Mav! Splash one! Splash one!"

Target lock beeps again, I send out flares, "Here comes another one."

Maverick, "Rooster, flares! Now, now, now! Splitting the throttles. Coming around. Give me tone, give me tone."

I ask Mav, "You got him, Mav! You got him!"

Mav acknowledges, "Taking the shot."

Omega, "What the... Holy shit! What the fuck was that?"

I yell, "Hang on. We gotta get low. The terrain will confuse his targeting system."

Omega shrieks, "Here he comes!"

Mav urges, "Talk to me, rooster. Where is he?"

Rooster acknowledges, "He's still on us!"

I look over and watches the enemy fighter shoot at Mav and Rooster, they take a hit, "We took a hit! We took a hit! Damn it! Come on, Mav. Do some of that pilot shit."

Rooster yells "Brace yourself. Holy shit."

The target lock beeps again, "I got tone. Taking the shot. Damn it!"

I tell Omega, "Out of missiles. Switching to guns. Come on, Mav, come on. You got him, Mav! It's not over yet. One last chance. We can do this."

Omega and Rooster both get in touch with the carrier, "Mom, dad, I got the radio on."

I cheer, "Outstanding. Get us in touch with the boat." they reply, "Copy that."

Then an alarm starts to blare. I gasp, "Oh, my god."

I start to search for the other two jets. Omega asks the question we are all thinking, "Where the hell is that other guy?"

Mav stops and says in a shaky voice, "They're on our nose."

I try to shoot one with the guns, "Damn it, we're out of ammo."

Rooster tells Mav, "Smoke in the air!"

Mav tells him, "Rooster, flares!"

They send out flares. Mav, "That was close."

I continue to maneuver in and out of the jet's target lock. Missiles are sent after both of us, Omega and Rooster hit the flares but there are non Rooster cries out, "We're out of flares, Mav."

Omega does the same. I bank up right as Mav banks up left, the target lock beep on us "Shit, he's already on us. This is not good. We took another hit!"

Omega cries out as I go higher and higher. I mutter, "No, no, no, no, no!"

Rooster, "We can't take much more of this. We can't outrun this guy."

I tell my kids, "You got to eject."

Omega confused, "What?"

Maverick continues, "We need more altitude. Pull the ejection handles the second we tell you."

Rooster pleads, "Mom, dad, wait!"

I tell him, "Rooster honey, there's no other way."

We climb higher, at one point Mav yells, "Eject, eject, eject! Rooster, Omega, pull the handle! Eject!"

They tell us, "It's not working!"

I whisper, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Sunny."

I can hear Mav do the same to Goose. We get ready for impact, but it never came. Both jets explode,

I hear on the other side of the Comms, "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. These are your saviors' speaking. Please fasten your seat belts, return your tray tables to their locked and upright positions..." I start to laugh at Hangman, Rudy and Trouble's antics, "And prepare for landing."

Rooster smiles and says, "Hey, Hangman, you look good."

Rudy pops next to me and says, "We are good, Rooster. We are very good."

Trouble tells us, "I'll see you back on deck."

I land first and tell the control tower, "Maverick is downwind. No front landing gear. No tail hook."

I can see them raising the barricade. All of the adrenaline leaves my system and I clutch my leg and head in pain. Omega asks me, "You good?"

I reply with pain, "Nope. I'm not good."

Omega gets down and calls for the Medics. Pete makes his way over and lifts me out of the cockpit, as he lays me on the stretcher everyone walks over and congratulates me.

Phoenix tells me, "You chalked yourself five new kills. That makes it ten. Mav has five."

Rooster smiles and says, "That makes him an ace."

Cyclone walks over and asks, "Captain Mitchell! Admiral Mitchell! Sir. I would like to say, I am so sorry. I have been so arrogant and stupid for being jealous. Will you ever forgive me?" I smile and nod.

I turn to Omega and Rooster, "Thank you for saving our lives."

They hug me and say, "It's what our parents would've done."

The whole team and my family crowd me and they pile on top of me giving me a huge hug.

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