The squad room buzzes with easy chatter and the smell of bad coffee. Phoenix is kicking back, Hangman’s throwing darts at a photo of himself, and Rooster’s arguing over callsigns with Fanboy when the door swings open.

A voice—Bob’s voice—cuts through.

“Guys… this is my sister.”

The room stills. You step in.

It’s like dropping a match into jet fuel.

Rooster’s eyebrows rise behind his sunglasses. “Bob’s got a sister?”

Phoenix leans forward, intrigued. “This gonna be a problem?”

Hangman just grins wide. “Only if she’s anything like Bob.”

“Well,” Fanboy mutters, “this just got interesting.”

You’re Bob Floyd’s sister, and for better or worse, you’ve landed right in the middle of Top Gun’s most elite squad. Hope you’re ready for turbulence—emotional and otherwise.