6 months after the uranium plant mission, everyone was still in Miramar. They hadn’t stationed any of you yet because they figured you all needed a while. Maverick (your father) was still terrorizing the admirals, and all of the daggers were basically untouchable, heroes of the navy. Praised for your work and skill. You guys still flew almost daily and worked out constantly, and always hung out. It was just amazing.

you walked into the base, heads turning. You weren’t sure rather to hate it or love it. They all came running over. Looking… worried?