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All That Glitters: Prologue

All That Glitters: Prologue

Pairing: Javy "Coyote” Machado x Reader

Summary: Growing up in the untamed wilds of the west afforded you many opportunities that most women weren't allowed, namely that of choice and self sufficiency. One day, your father announces his intention to marry you off, and you take your chance to escape, moving south to try your luck at striking gold. You arrive in the town of Maverick, setting up shop, but soon learn that life on your own is tougher than you previously thought. You catch the eye of a handsome man, but you're determined to rely on your own skills. Only, you may end up needing his help after all...

Trigger Warnings: References to living in the wild, Mentions of Indigenous tribes, Use of Y/N, Allusions to daddy issues, Poverty living, Sexism, Forced engagement, running away, Talks of gold. I think that's everything, but please let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 1.36k

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The mountains of the west are where you called home, and you knew every tree and stone like they were old friends. Or at least, that’s what it felt like to you.

The Rocky Mountains had sheltered you in their bosom from as early as you could remember, the old trees hiding you away from the rest of the world as your father worked, trapping and skinning the different animals that roamed this part of the world. He was an older man, getting well on in years, and you had no doubt he would pass on his trade to you any year now. You practically helped him run the business as it stood, a fact that you were very proud and mindful of.

It had just been you and your father for almost two decades now, your mother having taken ill when you were still young. The shadows of a kind smile and comforting song still teased the edges of your memories, but it had been so long, that you couldn’t be sure if they were real or the manifestations of hope teasing you with ideas of what it was to have a mother. You had been told by all who knew her that you were her spitting image, and to those comments you were never sure how to respond, so you didn’t.

You and your father lived in a remote cabin in what felt like the densest part of the forest. While he went out checking his many traps for new boon, you were stuck at home tending to the chores around your little fortress. Not many people came by your way, but those who did already knew where to look. Your father had friendships among the local Ute tribes, often trading with them for needed supplies. You had made tentative friendships over the course of the years, knowing that it would come in handy one day.

Now that you were older, you were trusted with more, and you prided yourself on keeping a neat home despite the surrounding wilderness. You were hanging the laundry up to dry when the sound of a horse trotting through the thicket caught your attention. Your body stiffened, ready for a potential threat, but you relaxed as you recognized the rider.

“Duncan,” you greeted easily, continuing your task. Duncan was a tall, strong man of about thirty years with strawberry blond hair, earth brown eyes, and sun-kissed skin. The scruff on his face indicated that it had been a few days since he had last shaved, and you weren’t sure if you like it.

“Y/n!” He called with a grin, his horse, Boone, barely coming to a stop at the foot of the small hill before he was dismounting. You supposed he was a handsome man, but you had known him since you were young, your fathers working together in the trade before Duncan’s father took ill some six years back. Duncan had already been well into adulthood by that time, promptly picking up the mantle his father had left behind.

Deep down, you knew your father had wished you were his son rather than his daughter, but you worked tirelessly to prove to him that you were just as capable as any son. You supposed it also helped that Duncan was a near constant figure in both your lives.

“Is your father around?” He asked, looking past you towards the cabin. You pinned the last sheet to the line before picking up the basket and holding it at your hip.

“He should be back soon,” you told him. “Why don’t you come wait inside?”

The rest of the day passed quickly, your father making his appearance just before the sun set below the horizon. You served dinner, listening quietly as your father and Duncan discussed business around the fire. You cleaned quietly, excusing yourself to your bed. The cabin was a one room building, the little privacy you were afforded was hidden behind a makeshift curtain in the far corner. You changed into your night shift, moving to slide into bed when you heard your father utter your name. You paused, glancing at the curtain that separated you from the two men. Padding to the edge quietly, you peeked through the crack between the fabric and the wall. The two chairs were silhouetted against he warm, orange glow of the fire, but you could still see the smoke rise from your father’s pipe.

“I’m getting older. You know that, Duncan,” your father sighed, relaxing further back into his chair. His accent was thick with the weariness of the day, and there were days where even you struggled to understand him.

“Yes René,” Duncan chuckled. “I’m aware.”

“My girl is smart, strong, capable,” your father continued, and your heart swelled with pride at his words, your chest puffing up a little. “But she can’t be on her own when I’m gone.”

You frowned at that, brow furrowed in confusion. What did he mean by that? Had you not proven to him time and time again that you were able to take care of not only yourself but him? You were so caught off guard that you nearly missed his next words.

“She’s too dependent on me,” he murmured, frown evident in his voice. “She needs a man to keep her safe and grounded.”

“What are you getting at André?” Duncan asked carefully, leaning forward onto his knees as he stared at your father.

“Take her for your wife, Duncan.”

Your heart stopped.

“She’s agreeable and a hard worker,” your father continued, a cough wracking through him. “And I’m sure it has not escaped your attention that she’s quite the beauty as well.”

“It hasn’t,” Duncan hummed. “It’s true, she would make a most agreeable wife, but I don’t know.”

“Duncan,” your father chided. “You are the son I never had. Why not make it official? It would do this old man’s heart good to know that my daughter is in the care of someone who will take care of her.”

There was a long pause between the two.

“Alright, André,” Duncan relented. “I accept.”

You watched as the two men shook hands, bile rising up in your throat. You slunk back into your bed, waiting for their conversation to die down and silently making plans of your own.

It had taken you all of one day to find your opening to escape, a singular, small pack holding a change of clothes and your mother’s journal. Duncan had left your home with the promise to return the following week, your father having gone out not too long after. You had left him a note, telling him that you had left and that you wouldn’t be back. There was no point in beating around the bush. The two of you weren’t flowery people. It took you all of two days to make it to Denver, trading a couple of furs for a few nights at the local tavern. You hoped you’d be able to come up with a plan before your stay was up.

“You heard the news?”

You glanced over to the table to your right where two men sat, drinking beer and playing a game of cards.

“What news?” The man with the beard asked in a grunt, throwing down a couple of chips. His friend threw down the same amount, drawing a card to add to his hand.

“Heard they found gold northwest of Santa Fe,” the first man said, scratching at his whiskerless chin. “A little town called Maverick. Sounds like they’re opening a mine and everything.”

“Maverick,” the bearded man drawled, “ain’t that the town with the upstarts?”

“The Dagger Posse, yeah,” the man said. “Anyway, the mayor apparently announced that they’re handing out permits or whatever for mining and panning. Could be worthwhile.”

His companion grunted, revealing his cards as the man groaned. Pulling the pile of chips closer to him, he sniffed.

“Might not be a bad idea to get a move on now before more people showed up.”

You didn’t hear the rest of their conversation, already heading back to your room to make plans for tomorrow.

A/N: And here it is! The start of Javy's spinoff! The plan is to work on my entry for the Galentine's day challenge and then I'll let you guys decide who we hear from next! As always, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! Be sure to follow my side account: @sailoraviator-library and turn on post notifications if you'd like to be notified of when I post! You can also follow me on AO3 under the username sailor_aviator. Thanks for reading!

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ladyelissarose · 1 year

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‘Top Guns Baby’

Top Gun x female aviator reader

No Y/n is used, but their callsign is ‘Euphoria’

Warnings: Long ass one-shot!! But cute!! mentions of pregnancy and unexpected labor (yes it’s real.. google it) lots of emotions everywhere from angst to fluff, the dagger squad being ‘pros’ at everything.

Summary; In the last 9 months, you have had such an exciting life, after your worthless boyfriend dumped you for your best friend that wasn’t Navy and had ‘more time for him’. So that’s why you made your life stay stationed on base in San Diego. But what happens, when a certain surprise comes, and you think you have no one to help?

Flashback..

“I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but I was about time-“

“ABOUT TIME!? About time that I find out you’re cheating on me with Mia?! Why??”

You watched as your best friend Mia covered her self with your blankets on your bed as your now ex-boyfriend tried to get off the bed to come at you. He tried to reach out for you but you pushed him away and questioned angrily,

“Why!!? After everything I’ve done you pull this crap!!”

He shoved you to the wall behind you harshly and hovered over you as he seethed,

“After what that you’ve done? Be gone for months at a time? Be absolutely absent?”

You cowered in his presence and tried not to be scared, though deep down you were waiting for a hit, it wasn’t new to you anyways. But you still defended yourself with words as you said,

“Don’t blame me for your mistakes!! It’s not my fault that you’re a liar and cheater!!”

He growled hatefully and slammed his hand above you against the wall as he shouted in your face,

“Then don’t blame me for wanting someone else that actually gives me their time!! She’s always there for me and is present!! While you are 99% of the time gone and out there flying your stupid planes!!-“

You scoffed in disbelief at his childish behavior and hurtful words,

“You’re such a sick person!! My job is life risking and I have tried everything in my power to make this work! I call you, FaceTime you, send you endless messages through letters!! I even paid for you car as a gift and let you spend my money so that you wouldn’t feel like I was abandoning you!!-“

“And that’s not enough ok?! I don’t need your things! Or your stupid money! Cards and gifts or shitty calls don’t cut it for me-“But you have always promised that it was ok and that you’d work with me!! You made love to me last night and insisted that we were going to be ok and that you loved me!!-“

He laughed at your words and pointed in your face,

“-yeah… maybe I did. But not anymore. It’s over. All of it. I want nothing to do with you, or with anything in your life. I could care less if you die or not, all of this, is over. And I don’t love you anymore.”

He then pulled away and scoffed at your falling tears,

“You’re so pathetic… you know that? I mean how could you think this would work?”

You moved away from the wall, and approached him slowly as you it forth,

“I believed in you… in your lies… all of them. But if you want to do this… grab your new girlfriend, and your things and get the hell out of my house, and fuck somewhere else.”

And that’s when the tables turned, and his face dropped. That little fucker forgot that everything… was yours. The house, furniture, 2 cars, clothes, even the jacuzzi in the back was yours… meaning he lost everything including you. You had paid for everything and tried to give him a home, thinking he’d appreciate it and stay here for you for when you came back, but now you see he took advantage of it. And Mia didn’t even know about this, as she stood up and yelled at him,

“You said that this was all yours! But you’re freaking homeless!? You live off your girlfriend??!”

Now it was your turn to smile as you lastly said to him and Mia,

“Yup, now you both have to get out, or I’ll call the cops.”

End of flashback…

8 months later…

Things had been a lot better for you ever sense you broke up with your ex, you got to change bases so he wouldn’t follow you, and an amazing Admiral made this new base a special home for you. Admiral Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky was the Admiral that personally took you under his wing, after you explained to him your reason behind begging your superiors for a quick transfer to another base. His kind heart understood where you came from, and he made it his personal mission to get you to safety. Because not even your parents sided you for the whole situation, they of course were pissed off that you broke up with your ex and didn’t give them the family they wanted too! So for now you weren’t in their good graces. And would’ve taken maybe a month or two to transfer fully, only took a week for you to find home in San Diego, at the Naval base. You had your house there on base, and your other home was in the aircraft carriers or ships, or at the Naval Air Station, which was where you trained to fly or did your practice drills in your jet. You had met an amazing Dagger Squad, and they immediately became great friends and colleagues with you, and their Captain, Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell, was the one that Kazansky introduced to you first, saying that he would be your new Captain and Protector. You first friends were Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd, and Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, two aviators who flew together and shared opposite energies but the same passion for flying and being utterly sweet and welcoming to you. Phoenix got you comfortable on base and made sure you were always by her side in the ladies room or anywhere so you wouldn’t be alone. Bob taught you a lot about the smallest details in the WSO’s workbook and also told you when they served the freshest breakfast, so you two and Phoenix could get the warmest eggs and the best cups of fruit.

Next was Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw, whom you soon got to know right away because of the connection he had with Phoenix, he was a sweetheart, and always made sure to tell you to be ‘safe’ and ‘cautious’ while flying. He made it a habit to save an extra bag of ice in the freezer for when you two got caught up in push-up drills and came out super sore and with aching muscles. He made flying more enjoyable too, with little jokes here and there and you two calmed one another’s nerves when things got tough. Reuben ‘Payback’ Fitch and Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia grew a liking to you right away when you gave them a helpful tip during a flight training that ended up saving their asses from doing push-ups all afternoon. Now they tried to sit with you during lunch or breaks to get anymore tips from you, or to share some of their own as well. Payback introduced you to the time when the showers were the warmest, and how to sneak in hot wings on the weekend. Fanboy made it a point to get you addicted to comic books of any kind, he even got you into a small comic book club so he wouldn’t go on his own (though he asked you if it was ok first, to which you gladly said that you’d enjoy going, ‘you ended up liking very much’)

Now with Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado, he was a little arrogant at first, trying to show off some moves during flight training, to which in the end you turned it around on him and got him back at his trick. To say the least, he warmed up to you in the funniest and simplest way possible, when he found you liked playing cards, especially ’Hearts’, a trick-taking card game. What first started off as small to no talk during the game, was now you two bullying or name calling one another to no end, or for you two to show off your best magic card tricks. Lastly, the one person all your other flight buddies told you to be careful with only because he was an arrogant and cocky person, and had a way with words that wasn’t nice, or he criticized how they flew because he thought he was the best, ended up becoming your best friend and body guard, Hangman.

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, had truly accidentally overheard your story with your ex-boyfriend, and to say the least, he was very sorry for what you went through, and ready to find this guy to beat the disgusting, disrespectful shit out of him. His momma had taught him better, which was to respect a woman and never hurt them, so yes, he was pissed about what this guy did to you. No one knew that he accidentally knew about your past, because he refused to mention it and bring back back bad memories. (He had learned from the last time when he blurted out Rooster’s and Maverick’s past and almost got punched for it.) So, he made it a point to be nicer to you, maybe he still was cocky and arrogant, but it was never directed towards you, he’d just make it clear that he was the best ‘Hangman’ ever and no one could be him. Hangman was the first one to invite you to Hard Deck with him and everyone else, and every time you went, he watched over your drink and made sure no guy with dirty hands and thoughts got anywhere near you. (You were so unknowingly protected by him that every time you went to Hard Deck, you had a really great time and came out untouched and unbothered.) Anyways, to say the least…. Your new family was your Dagger Squad, the best people you ever knew held a great piece of your heart, but each and everyone of them kept it safe and loved for you.

In the present…

“Hey Nix… does this flight suit make me look fat?”

Phoenix abruptly stopped brushing her hair and turned her head towards where you posed for her, trying to show her something she couldn’t see. A frown found place on her gorgeous face as she questioned high pitched,

“What? No. Who told you that? You look great!”

You clicked you tongue and shook your head, while running your hands over yourself and still checking out your body,

“No one did… but I don’t know Nix… I feel like it does… I mean, I gained like a couple of pounds and haven’t dropped it.”

Phoenix pouted a little and came to you, putting her hands on your shoulder gently as she comforted with glistening eyes,

“That’s ok, remember that you’ve been eating better, and taking care of yourself. You got checked by the nurse the other day and she said you’re completely healthy. So two pounds is more than ok, you’re perfect.”

Your heart swelled with awe, for Phoenix always came to your rescue, making you feel better and being honest with you. You gave her a quick but good hug as you whispered,

“Thank you Nix.”

She kept you and squeezed you tighter,

“Anytime Ria.”

Then you two walked out happily with your gear, ready to take on practice drills and beat the other fellas. You met the rest of the Squad in the waiting room, Bob and Fanboy of course were playing a simple pool game while Hangman and Rooster were bantering over their favorite football teams and making unnecessary high bets on who was going to win the next game. Soon Payback and Coyote joined all of you with some news. Coyote ruffled Bob’s hair as he put forth happily,

“Hey guys! Mav says that whoever is at their jet first gets a 5-minute head start!”

“Shit!”

“No way!!”

“Yeah those 5 minutes are mine!!”

“Eat my dust asshats!!”

Like a herd of gazelles you all were out of the building and dashing towards your destined F/18s. Rooster and Hangman gave everyone competition against their crazy stamina and long ass legs, but surprisingly, Fanboy beat you all by making it to his first. Payback cheered loudly and clapped his back,

“Now that’s my wingman!! You just gave us 5 minutes!!!”

Fanboy was doubled over with his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath and reply,

“Yeah! I… PHEW! Damn I know!!

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his tan cheeks that were turned red, poor guy definitely ran for his life on this one. Hangman and Rooster once again were now bantering over the fact at how could a shorty little guy like Fanboy beat the two ‘muscle men’ of Top Gun. Bob then went on to explain like a freakin scientist (with large words from a damn thesaurus) that it was probably because his body was lighter that it helped him carry himself to his destination quicker. Phoenix looked like a proud bigger sister as she smiled at Bob and his smart words, you were about to comment on how he knew so much until a loud sharp whistle was heard, then a call,

“So!! Who made it first?!?”

Maverick, the one and only Maverick walked towards you all in power and dignity, carrying the Navy in his palm as he smiled brightly and gleamed in the afternoon sun. You stepped forward while pointing towards a puffing Fanboy,

“Surprisingly Fanboy made it first Mav.”

He gawked at Fanboy before mockingly asking,

“Well that’s new… what did Hangster have for breakfast?”

Hangman and Rooster were about to open their mouth to counter back but Coyote was faster as he replied for them,

“The had um- eachother- each a bacon-“

What sounded like a sneeze to them was actually heard clearly by you, making you throw your head back and laugh out loud. Rooster and Hangman both flipped you and Coyote the bird, and Phoenix jogged to stand next to you as she quickly muttered,

“Later you have to tell me what he told you-“

You winked at her as your pinky grabbed a hold of hers,

“Oh I definitely will.”

With a clap of his hands Maverick then quiet down the playful racket and commanded you all to take your seats and head up for the skies. As you situated in yours, you began to feel a little pinch of pain hit your stomach, but you brushed it away thinking,

‘Maybe it was for how fast and hard I was running… I mean I did almost catch up to Hangman… and he’s fast.’

You even thought a tiny wave of nausea hit you too, but once again, you brushed it off, thinking it was because of your high adrenaline from running like a cheetah.

A few minutes later…

“Well, I got to say that todays training was a success! Congratulations to you Daggers, no body is seeing the floor today!”

Coyote howled proudly,

“Woooohooo!! No push-ups today guys!! That’s a winner!!”

Hangman laughed it off,

“No shit!! Though I thought that my guy Roos was heading for it!!”

You watched Rooster from your canopy as he flipped Hangman off and bit back,

“I was only following the leader.”

Payback and Fanboy ‘oooo’ liked little girls over tea and gossip. Phoenix chuckled lightly as she joked,

“Means much to me that Rooster is calling you a leader Hangman? What does that mean?”

Little Bob behind her quickly but understandably muttered,

“I think that means he’s the top, Nix.”

“OOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

Everyone else yelled and ‘ooo’ out loud at Bob’s words filled with audacity, Hangman and Rooster could be heard now arguing about it not being true or that neither were the top. You tried to say something if not laugh too, because fuck it was all super funny and hilarious, but every small move you made followed a harsh pain in your lower back and legs. You didn’t want to scare yourself more or scare them, so you kept quiet and maybe laughed here and there as softly as possible. But Maverick, knew everyone’s voice well enough, and even through all the racket, he didn’t hear yours come through. He subtly moved his jet to come and sit next to yours, he saw your head looking down, and immediately he called you over in a slight tone of worry if not mistaken for panic,

“Euphoria? You ok in there?”

Your head snapped towards his that was next to you, and just as you were about to answer ‘yes’, a shockingly wave of pain hit you hard, causing you to cry out,

“OWW!!”

Phoenix and Hangman were quick to ask in sync,

“”Ria are you ok??””

You took a deep breath and felt your body beginning to shake,

“I-I don’t know.. I feel weird and in some pain.”

You could hear their gasps of worry but Maverick calmed them with simple words,

“Ok, stay calm Ria, we’re almost at base anyways, about half a mile. I’m calling for the medical team to be ready. Everyone else stand by and let her land first.”

‘Yes sirs’ were heard from everyone, and they cleared the way for you to get ahead to land first. You did your best to contain the groans of pain you wanted to let out, it was like if every few minutes someone punched you hard or even stabbed you. Soon you were dropping altitude to land, and saw the ground, you sighed happily as you informed Maverick,

“Alright I’m preparing for landing, I- AHH OW OW OW!!”

You clutched your throttle tightly as the pain hit you yet again, but swallowing it all down like a pro, you held your breath as you controlled your jet for landing. Your heartbeat had accelerated rapidly in fear of losing control due to your body in pain, but thankfully, in that short amount of time of no pain, you got the jet’s tires to touch the floor. You let out a sigh of relief and told the rest,

“I’M ON GROUND I REPEAT!! I landed!!”

“Great!! Thank God! Medical team should be getting to you soon.”

That was Maverick who was informing you of course. So you drove your jet to its spot, and turned it off immediately, not wanting to risk anything else. You sat there for a few minutes trying to gain control of yourself, but you soon started to feel excessively hot and claustrophobic, hence making you open up your canopy for fresh air. It was like if your body was shutting down or over working? You felt too much at once but nothing too and now felt like crying? Why was this happening? We’re you having a crazy nightmare again? A sudden urge to get off then hit you, and you stood up quickly after unbuckling, but instead of getting off, you cowered down when the pain hit you again, but stronger this time, you shouted out loud in aggravating pain,

“AHHHH!! OH GOD!! Breathe breathe!! Just breathe-“

“EUPHORIA!!?”

You looked for the source of the voice of the Texan aviator, whom you caught sight of right away. Hangman was running towards you, even faster than he was for the race earlier.

“Hey are you ok?! Don’t move if you’re in pain, wait for me to get there!!”

“Help me get off the jet!! I don’t want to slip off the wing!!”

Hangman nodded climbed on right away, carefully too so he wouldn’t fall. Instantly his hand found solace on your forehead, as his eyes raked all over you worriedly.

“What’s the matter?-“

You sniffed away your crying tone trying to act strong and sound coherent,

“I don’t know, I just started feeling pain.. where’s Phoenix?”

Hangman quickly pointed towards where the other jets were,

“She’s was the last one coming in, she should be landing soon if not already. Come on, hold onto me, let’s get you down.”

He turned around carefully and had you cling onto his back, he then very very carefully climbed off the jet with you on his back. You clutched tightly when a new wave of pain hit you, and Hangman gasped in shock at how hard you were squeezing his arms,

“Jesus- are you ok-“

“OW!! Just put me down please!!”

You slowly slid off his back and landed on your feet, still holding onto one of his arms for stability. You then told Hangman,

“If the medical team doesn’t arrive soon, Phoenix can help me into the restroom to see what’s up- AHH!! Shiiiit!! What’s happening!?!”

Hangman turned around to face you as he replied as best he could,

“I-I don’t know, just hold on ok, you got this, you’re going to be ok! I promise.”

He then dared to press your side to check for something, but though it wasn’t his fault you got a new wave of pain, it seemed like he hurt you the moment he barely touched you. You bent down and shouted with growing tears in your eyes,

“OW OW OW!! JAKE!!”

Hangman quickly panicked at your cry and tried to apologize,

“I’m sorry I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean to hurt you-“

“God damnit Jake what did you do!!-“

“I don’t know I just tried getting her off the jet-“

“Bullshit!!”

Rooster had showed up and looked pissed at the thought of Hangman hurting you, and he immediately marched towards you and tried to ease you with a soft tone,

“hey hey it’s ok-“

You felt bad that the whole situation was heard and understood wrong, so as best you could in between cries you corrected,

“Roo! Hangs didn’t do anything!! Ah! Damnit I need Phoenix!!”

Rooster snapped out of his upset thoughts and grew wide eyes and let out a rushed sentence while now dashing away,

“Ok!! I’ll get her! Hangs stay and help her!!”

Hangman yelled back that he would and then tried to sit you on the ground, he guided you with slow words,

“Ok… just breathe, I’m putting you on the ground under your wing so you have one shade ok-“

“AHHH!! No no! Fuck- just stop touching me!! I don’t know what’s wrong and why I’m in pain!!!”

Hurt and concern flashed in Hangman’s eyes before he let your arms go carefully and apologizing again,

“oh- I’m sorry. Um- what can I do to help, please tell me what hurts.”

You looked up at Hangman and saw his jaded eyes just look down at you with so much emotion, he was breathing heavily and you could tell he was beginning to feel just as scared as you. Your eyes began to tear up and a whine slipped your lips as you grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as a new wave of pain hit you,

“Hangman.. ah- I’m s-so scared.”

For once in your life of knowing the brave Hangman, he confessed,

“… me too.. but you’re going to be ok, ok?”

“o-ok..”

Just then you could hear Coyote’s voice in the distance shouting about him getting some medical help, and you saw Payback run with him too. Fanboy was on his way towards you and that’s when you told Hangman,

“Listen Jake, I need to sit down, b-but I want us to go absolutely s-slow.”

Hangman nodded approvingly and whispered back,

“Ok ok… sit down, come on- Mickey grab one of her arms and help me put her down- GENTLY!!”

He let out the last word as a shout when you squeezed his hand yet again but with much more force, the pain was getting more constant and worse. Tears began to trickle down as whines slipped your lips. Fanboy pouted at your teary face and once you were sitting on the ground, he used the sleeve of his suit to dry your face as he comforted,

“Phoenix and the medical team is on their way ok, what’s going on Ria?”

You then grasped his upper arm and squeezed tightly while you cried,

“I don’t knowww.. I w-woke up feeling weird and then I got some pains while flying, and it got worse once I-I landed. My entire being from my waist down j-just hurts so much!!”

Though Fanboy had just wiped your face, it was covered with sweat in seconds. Hangman then suggested to you while he told Fanboy to fan you as best he could with his hands,

“Do you want us to help you take off at least the top of your- OW HOLY SHIT YOUR GRIP IS A KILLER!!!”

You let out a louder groan and answered for Hangman, knowing what he wanted to do,

“Yes!! Yes, take it off, Mickey, sweetie help me- PHOENIX!!”

You could see Phoenix running at the speed of a cheetah towards you with Bob and Rooster behind her as she yelled,

“I’m coming Ria!! I’m coming!!”

In that moment Payback and Coyote had returned and they told Hangman,

“Help is on the way.”

Phoenix didn’t waste time when she dropped to her knees right in front of your bended legs as she asked frantically,

“What’s the matter what wrong-“

“I don’t know!! Everything from my waist down hurts! I feel like I need to push out my stomach or intestines!! AH I DON’T KNOW JUST HELP ME!!”

Phoenix then grabbed your knees as her face went pale, for Christ’s sake it all clicked faster for her than it did for you and everyone else.

“Euphoria.. are you in labor?”

Everyone’s head snapped towards her including you and in sync you all shouted,

“WHAT???”

Phoenix nodded quickly and took out a pocket knife from Rooster’s pant leg pocket as he stood in her reach. She went on to explain,

“I know it sounds crazy but it could be a crazy truth alright! I’m going to cut your pants off ok?”

You nodded your head right away, trusting her to do what she needed to do, even if it sounded beyond crazy. She then looked at Rooster, Bob, Payback and Coyote who were next to her, and she put forth in a suggestive voice,

“Y’all might want to stand over there by Fanboy and Bagman. Go on.”

The boys immediately ran to stand next to you, each of them looking very worried but gave you positive and reassuring smiles. Phoenix began to cut off your pants, quietly apologizing for ripping them up. Before you knew it, you felt a breeze hit you down there, for she had cut off your underwear too, and gasped before you could scold her,

“OH MY GOD I SEE A HEAD!!”

The breath in your lungs left you as Bob and Fanboy shouted at once,

“CAN I SEE IT!!?”

But they held their position when they started to hear you go into a full crying breakdown, tears and sobs left your lips as you tried to reason with Phoenix and the little head between your legs,

“Oh no!! But I can’t do this, it has to wait I’m not ready yet, what if I’m not- OW!! AH!!!!”

Phoenix knew you were seconds away from the full delivery, and went into boss mode as she started shouting orders,

“Hangman sit behind her and hold her against you! Rooster and Fanboy fan her or blow at her she needs to cool down!!-“

Right away they went into position nod just as she was about to tell the rest something, she caught Bob wiping his tears away, her heart pinched for him as she tried to comfort,

“Bob- oh Bobby don’t cry everything is ok, this is normal ok, no one is dying… if you want to help just carefully move Tia’s hair back ok?”

“Payback watch out for anyone so they don’t oddly enough pass out and hit the floor! Coyote go find me some towels or get naked or something I need something clean to hold this baby!!”

Phoenix then looked at you, and saw pure ecstasy, yes your eyes were red and your pink cheeks were covered in tears, and now you were sporting a messy bun done by Bob. But you held the face of an aviator, that was about to hold a new title, ‘Mom’. A title so precious and better than any other one, even better than the ranks earned as a Naval aviator. She smiled to herself and tried not to cry, while giving you some specific instructions,

“Ok Euphoria, When you feel the net wave of pain I need you to push as hard as possible. It’s all almost over-“

“No! Jesus- Phoenix I can’t do this!! I’m so scared- what if.. what if I can’t raise him properly or- or-“

Phoenix was about to speak up, but Hangman did it for her as he cooed like the grand ass friend he is,

“I know you’re scared, but listen Mom, you’re not alone! You have us! We will help you raise this little kid until you let us stop, and even then we will find a way to reach and hold your hand through it all. So, you’re going to push like a goddamn boss, and delivery this baby. You got this Mom, I promise.”

You sniffed and took deep breaths as Rooster came close and kissed your sweaty temple with some words,

“For once he’s right, totally right about everything. Now push Momma, you can do this, we are here to catch your baby and you.”

You nodded at Rooster’s words, and worded to yourself,

“Ok…. Let’s do this.”

You then grasped onto Hangman’s legs, which were laying next to you on both sides, as Hangman wrapped his arms from under your arms and pulled you against him. Coyote was then heard stomping back at a quick pace screaming like a woman,

“I found some towels at the mens showers!! Here- Hooooly shit that’s a sig-“

And there he went off to the ground, Bob and Payback barely caught his limp body as he passed out at the sight between your legs. You giggled lightly when Rooster muttered,

“What a goddamn pussy.”

But then You didn’t have time to think or see or say anything else, when it all hit you like a train filled with bricks. You let out the most pained scream as everyone cheered around you encouragingly,

“Push!!”

“Come on you got this!!”

“This is it Momma!!”

And as harsh and quick as it came, it was over… all of it. When you stopped shouting and leaned against Hangman to breathe, everyone went quiet, waiting for the next best thing to come. Which was Phoenix shouting,

“It’s a boy!! Everything looks great!! Congratulations!!!”

Everyone awed loudly when they heard your little boy, start to wail his tiny lungs out, crying to be in his mother’s hold. Fanboy and Rooster quickly helped you finish taking off the top of your flight suit, and your black t-shirt, so you could hold your baby against your bare skin. (Hangman, like the gentleman he was, made sure your bra didn’t move to expose yourself as you cradled the baby close to you.) Phoenix had covered your legs with a towel to keep you protected or so that no one else fainted like poor Coyote, who actually stirred awake at the baby’s little noises. He sat up right away like if nothing happened and squealed,

“ohhh mannn… look at this adorable little bean.”

You proudly showed your baby to him as you lifted your head so he could get a clearer view. You swore you saw his eyes water when you told him,

“Javy, this is my son… say hi.”

Coyote smiled big as he cooed in the softest voice ever,

“hiii little man, I’m your Uncle Javy.”

He waved his pinky at your son before walking out of the way, to allow the rest to greet him properly. Bob and Fanboy were next, (for some reason they always did things together, maybe because they both were WSOs?) They we’re like two little kids, anxious and excited to see the new member. Bob was the first to speak as he greeted himself sweetly,

“hey kiddo… I’m your Uncle Bob. The guy who’s going to teach you how to read someday.”

You awed at Bob’s promise, and ruffled his hair, as a thank you.

Fanboy then spoke up next, calmly,

“And I’m your Uncle Mickey- but don’t confuse me for Mickey Mouse when you start watching it, ok?”

A sweet moment was filled with giggles at Fanboy’s words, you’ll be sure to have your son tease him about it once he starts to talk. Mickey then eyed you curiously, and it was like if the motherly instincts had kicked in already, you had read his mind when you said,

“With your pinky, your can touch his head, but be extra soft.”

He was all toothy smiles as he reached his finger to barely caress this small head of hair, he held it there for maybe 3 seconds before gently pulling away. (All he wanted was moment to say he had the simple touch, like a little kid) Payback walked up next once it was cleared, and smiled at you proudly as he noticed your baby’s first little smile,

“Look at him, looking just like you, all smiles and happy… he’s going to be great, Euphoria.”

He wiped a spare tear away from your cheek as you thanked him,

“Thank you Reuben…”

He smiled sweetly and lastly said,

“And I’m your Uncle Reuben, the one who’ll spoil you with the best cookouts, alright? Just show up.”

He winked at you as he patted your cheek softly, then got up to move. Rooster held Phoenix’s hand as they approached you and your son together, Phoenix had already shed some tears that Rooster kissed away for her. You started to cry again but softly when Phoenix promised you,

“I’ll be the best aunt ever, I promise. And you’ll be the best Mommy ever, I can see it already. You’re so strong.”

Rooster nodded as he agreed,

“You son is going to have a great mother, I just know it… you’re incredible Ria.”

You smiled appreciatively when he kissed your head again, and so did Phoenix. They then gave small talk to your son, telling him that they’d get him the best Christmas presents ever, or all the toys he wanted.

“I’m your Uncle Bradley, the super cool uncle. And this gorgeous woman next to me is-“

“You’re super duper cool auntie, Natasha. It’s not a competition, but just have in mind that I’ll spoil you more than Uncle Bradley. Hmm hmm-“

��Ok ok, everyone knows better than that. You guys know that Uncle Jake here is going to be the best Uncle he can be right?”

There’s your cocky pilot, he had been quiet for a while, but that’s because he was crying behind you, unable to contain his absolute happiness for you as a best friend. Rooster clicked his tongue playfully as he joked,

“We’ll see about that Hangs, we’ll see.”

Hangman chuckled and came into your view, with red eyes but a huge, toothy smile. You’d tease him later about crying the most, but you did address him about this,

“Your leg days serve purpose Hangman, pretty good things to hold on to.”

He let out a soft laugh as he eyes seemed to have glowed with pride,

“Thanks for the compliment sweets, and if your wondering why I’m crying, it’s cause I’m in pain from your all powerful grip-“

You eyed him knowingly,

“Yeah right… I’ll let you use that excuse for now-“

He booped your nose playfully,

“-you better.”

His joking self then left for a moment, when he started to talk to your son,

“Hey handsome… I’m your Uncle Jake. I might be your crazy Uncle, but… I’ll teach you everything you need to know, so you can become a great man someday. As much as I protect your Momma, I’ll protect you too. We all will protect you too.”

God damn, under that cocky attitude he wore, Jake Seresin certainly wore his sweet and tender heart on his sleeve. He too made you tear up when he kissed your forehead and complimented back,

“For going through all this so unexpectedly, you look good, and you did so amazingly.”

“Thank you Jake-“

“I’m sorry I missed everything!”

Medical staff and Maverick came into view, finally approaching you all. Rooster hugged Maverick as he asked curiously,

“What got you here late?”

Maverick kissed you head and went on to explain,

“So Rooster texted me that you were going in labor, I know, he’s a spoiler. But Penny, Amelia and I went baby shopping for you, we got a crib and everything that you’ll need. Right now there at your place setting his room up, saying that ‘only girls know how to do it.’ So I left them at that and got a medical team from the hospital to come here for you… but as I can see, you all handled it very well.”

Fresh tears fell as you grew excited at the sight and works of Maverick, him being like the father in your life right now, and even more excited to hear that he took the time to make sure your home was ready to receive you and your son.

“Thank you so much Mav, means everything to me, how- how could I repay you-“

He smiled at your son and caressed your head as he put forth,

“Just let me take out your little munchkin once in a while to go get ice cream once he can eat it, then we have a good deal.”

You felt a big smile be worn on your face,

“Ok… deal.”

He then went on to tell your little boy,

“And I’m… um-“

“Grandpa Pete… you’re his Grandpa Pete.”

Maverick gawked happily and asked,

“Grandpa? No way… gosh… that’s so amazing, thanks kid.”

You winked at him proudly,

“Anytime Grandpa.”

The Medical staff then did a quick check up and saw that everything looked as normal as could be, immediately bringing out some paper for you to go through later. Fanboy walked up to you and bent down to be at your level as he said,

“I wrote down what time he was born. It was at ‘19:16’.”

“Awww Fanboy, thank you for keeping track of that. Very attentive you are.”

He beamed at your words and got up happily. The nurse then looked at you as she asked,

“Ok, we have the time and place here written on this birth certificate, as well as your name Mom. Now all we need to know, is, what’s his name?”

You smiled and looked at each and everyone of your friends, before replying proudly,

“His name is Thomas Grant.”

They all awed for the one millionth time today at the mention of the name, but Bob asked where you got it from,

“Hey Ria? You had a name for him already?”

You snorted,

“Nope, I just thought of a nice name that had the initials T and G.”

Rooster cocked a brow,

“T and G? What does that stand for-“

“Top Gun… am I right?”

Maverick was the one that had said that, and yes he was right. He kneeled down next to you again as you held his hand and replied,

“Yup, because he’s going to be Top Gun’s baby.”

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