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Chapter I

-Ron-

Three months into my deployment and for the most part everything was quite. The ground troops handled most of the action, and my squadron was left with recon and air cover duty. Not exactly the best thing for a fighter pilot. However, the F-35 was more then able to handle the task she was assigned.

It was early morning just before sun rise and I had started getting up early to go for a predawn run. I had begin to love doing my run right as the sun was coming up over the desert. The way the sun bounced off the mountains near by was aw inspiring. It was also at this time that I would think back to how I left things back home.

Like everything that had to do with I knew Bonnie would come after me and try and make me reconsider what I had left her in that note the morning I left. It was the coward's way out I know. Just Middleton I always ran away. I didn't like that part of me. I hated it so much, that during the flight over across the pond for my deployment I hardly said a word to my wing man Lug nut. (Don't even ask me how he got that name. It's not something that you talk about amongst polite company.)

It was only after getting a back into the saddle of mission again did I start being who I was now. A hard flying hard hitting, no nonsense fighter pilot. Now that is not saying that I didn't know how to cut up and have fun. That was the only part of the old me left and that was how to act goofy and have fun, and trust me that's the way I wanted it.

I was rounding the corner headed back towards the main gate and back to the barracks when I had to stop due to three Hum-V's driving in. On the hood of one of then was a set of flags that I recognized right away. It seemed that every where I went there was no getting away from her and the blasted organization. I let out a deep sigh and went on with my run to the barracks. I knew that I needed to get over to the squadron building soon.

Thirty minutes later I was standing inside the office of my CO. He was giving me the briefing about what she was doing here.

Captain a top secret project had been stolen buy a terrorist group. They had tried to get the inventor of the project but their plan was thwarted by you three month ago.

'The dog fight I had when I was on the way home. That must have been the other person on the C-21 with Bonnie.' I thought to myself.

I know what you're thinking Captain, and your right. This was the same group that attack you flight when you where heading home on leave. Well they tried to get him again but where stop. How ever they where able to get the plans and are now in the process of building the invention.

'Damn GJ never could hold onto anything. It amazing that they are still aloud to operate with all theses fuck ups.' I thought. Sir why doesn't Global Justice just take care of this one themselves."

I didn't realize it at the time but she was standing in the corner of the room. I was surprise with all my training I didn't notice her there. It was her that spoke not the Colonel.

"Because Captain they would never expect an attack from this base let alone from the US Air Force."

I spun around and gave her a look that basically told her I was not asking her. The look she gave me back was the one of contempt. I heard from Wade that Dr. Director was none to happy about me leaving and joining the service.

"So you see Captain" drawing out my rank with a little bit of venom in her voice. "It's a perfect plan."

I couldn't hold my tongue again. "It's more like Global Justice fucked up again and need the Air Force to clean up their mess. Just like Kim and I had to do so many times in the past."

"Captain that's enough." It was the Colonel that spoke up.

I turned to look back to him. "I'm sorry sir but the only reason she is here at the base is because of me."

"Oh Please. Global Justice choice of base of operation for this mission had nothing to with you Captain."

Now I was getting pissed. I knew she was lying. "Then if that's the case then why didn't you send that lap dog idiot of yours Will Du to head the operation." I looked back to the Colonel. "I'm sorry sir but I can't be in the same room with this woman. If you'll excuse me I need to go get ready for the clean up mission."

The Colonel just nodded at me. He understood the reason why I couldn't stand Global Justice. It had to do with too many years of cleaning up their messes with getting little or no credit for it. Now after ten years away from them Betty Director comes back and draws me into another clean up mission.


Two hours later I was in the ready room with the rest of my group getting our briefing on the up coming strike mission. I didn't like having to do this again but I was a solider and had a job to do.

The Colonel walked up to a large video screen in front of the room. With a laser pointer he laid out what this mission was going to entail.

People our orders are to take out the terrorist base. Now I normally a spec-ops team would go in and take out the target. However, this time it has been determined too much of a risk to send in a team. "

"Sir then if that's the case how are we going to take out the target?" asked one of the pilots from another group in the front.

"B-52's from Germany are going to carpet bomb the entire area. Scorpion flight will head in first and take out any surface to air threats. Followed right behind them will be Hammer flight. They will be loaded with 1000 pound JDAM's to soften the main bunker. Once that has been done we pull back to let Falcon flight and the 52's come in and do their thing.

"Sir what kind of air to air resistance can we expect." It was the lead pilot for Falcon flight.

"Little to none that is if Scorpion and Hammer flights don't run into any trouble."

There where a few whispers from some of the pilot. For me being a part of Scorpion flight I knew that once again I had a lot of weight on my shoulders. My group was tasked to get in there and take out any SAM sites as well as take out as many if not all their fighters.

"Quite down people." The Colonel waited for everyone to settle down. "Now I know in most mission like this the stealth fighters and bomber would go in first on hit the target. However, this has to be a surprise attack on them and everything will be done with little to no time between strikes. So make your final checks on your planes and good hunting."


The briefing over with, I grabbed my gear and headed for the door. When I got into the hall I ran into someone that I had not seen in years.

"Ron, is that you."

I turned around and could not believe my eye. Standing before me was my old friend Wade. Standing tall at six foot four, He had grown to a tall strapping young man. This is saying a lot being there seemed not t be an ounce of fat on him.

"Wade, what are you doing here?"

"Well they brought me in for some tech support. I was part of the research team on the project."

I gave him a stern look. I knew that GJ had funded some of this project that was stolen. "Wade please tell me you're not working for GJ."

Wade started laughing. I didn't see how my question was so funny. "Heavens no. Even though Dr. Director did try to get me on her staff." He dried the tears from his eyes due to laughing so hard. "No I started my own research firm and was brought in by the inventor to help with the computer programming."

We started walking again down the hall. "Well that good to hear Wade. I always knew all that stuff you came up with for us on the mission would pay off for you one day."

Wade walked with me all the way over to my hanger. We spent the time catching up. I told him what I had been up to since I left. I should have known he had already heard about. Same old Wade always got his finger on the pulse of everything. After getting on my flight gear and knowing Wade had the right clearance we walked out into the hanger.

Wade whistled as he got his first up close glimpse of the F-35. "Man it hard to believe you fly this beauty."

"Yeah, it hard for me to believe at times myself."

"Yeah no kidding, especially after all the trouble that you had with the mission gear." Wade said chuckling "Now look at you flying a multi-million dollar high tech fighter."

I just shook my head at Wade and went on with my pre-flight. I was coming around the rear of the plane and heading to the front when I noticed Wade was in the cockpit. For me it was no big deal. I know Wade would not do anything to risk me getting hurt during the mission but I still wondered what e was up to. S I climbed the ladder up to the cockpit like I normally did.

"There all done."

"Wade" I said drawing out his name. "What are you up to in here?"

Wade turned to me and smiled. "Just adding a few thing to you cockpit display."

Wade climbed out of the cockpit and I quickly jumped in behind him bring up the on board computers. The cockpit came to life and as I checked over everything I notice anew feature on the multi-function display.

"Wade what the heck is this?"

"Well all the planes are being loaded with a new sensor that will be able to pick up the energy signal from the machine that the terrorist are building."

"Ok that's good to know. I take this thing is pretty bad news then."

"Yes it is. I can't get too much into the details. All I can tell you is if they get this thing online the world as we know it will be gone."

I just smile at my old friend and start to get my self strapped into my jet. "Well then I guess we better get this done the first time." I give a nod to my crew chief to hook up the air start. "Will catch up more when I get back Wade."

Wade help the ground crew pull back the stairs and the get out of the way as I was about ready to fire up my engine. After going over my check list and making sure everything was in the green. I gave the signal to pull my chocks and began to roll out. A short taxi to the end of the runway and I was ready for take off.

"Control this Naco with Scorpion Flight, at runway 45 ready to roll out." I requested.

"Roger Naco, you are go for take off and good hunting"
I pushed the throttle forward and was soon rolling down the runway. "Roger Control and thanks." I was soon airborne and joined up with the rest of my group. It was a two and half hour flight to the target area so I settled in for the ride.


Two hours later we where reaching the target area. Scorpion flight the group I was in was ordered to 500 feet above the deck. Our job was to take out and surface to air threats. The funny thing was even in the desert environment it was hard to make out the targets. However, unlike the Viet-Con during the war. These guys had not learned to shut off the targeting radar.

"They must be getting close to finishing the device." I thought to myself. "The way they are painting the sky with their radar"
My own threat warning system was going off like crazy as all the active anti-aircraft battery where pinging me aircraft. I know that the rest of the group had to being seeing as well as Major Lochheart. I was just glad that my bird my stealth. That meant that all their radar signals where either being absorbed by my bird or reflected off in another direction.

"Alright ladies five minutes to target range." It was the Major call sign Black Dog. "You know what you primary targets are so make sure you hit your marks"

It was kind of a mute point to say that with the advance computers on our fighters it was going to be hard not to hit our targets. I loaded up my target list and stores list. The plan was simple enough. At the break point everyone did just that. We broke up as individuals and proceeded to our target. For me everything was going fine. I had hit my first two with no trouble what so ever. I was lining up my last cluster bomb on it target that's when everything went to hell.

"Okay Ron just like the last two just line it up and let her go"

I got a positive lock on my targeting computer and pulled the trigger. I felt a slight shudder and the cluster released of it rack. Once it was lose, I pulled hard left and up to get away from the explosion. That when I got a master caution goes off. I check the systems and it seemed that the bay door where the cluster just left from was stuck open.

I hit the manual over ride. I knew that with door open I was not stealthy anymore. This meant that any ground radar was able to pick me up. I work as fast as I could to get it closed. I was lucky enough that the back up electric motor was work. However my luck was not that good.

'Caution Surface to air Missile. Caution Surface to air Missile. Caution Surface to air Missile'

"Naco you got a SAM coming up at you from you eight o'clock position"

I strained my head around to see if I could spot the on coming telephone pole aiming to take me out of the sky. It didn't take me long to spot the smoke trail coming towards me. I did the first thing I was taught in training when it came to dealing with SAMs, and that was to turn into them and hope to throw the thing off. The thing was this one must have been heat seeking. Because as soon as I passed it in my way down to meet. It turned around on me.

"Crap"

I popped chaff and flare and roll to the right heading towards the deck. The decoy worked as I watched the missile follow the flares and then hit he chaff. I breathed a sigh of relief as the missile exploded.

"Naco roll hard right"

Unfortunately by the tie I reacted it was too late. It just so happened that another SAM was fired at me. The thing was that this time for some odd reason my threat system did not pick up on it. As I rolled right I spotted the missile. However, it was too late to do anything. You ever have one of those moments when it seamed like everything around you just slowed down to slow motion. Well for me this was one of those times.

I sat there in my cockpit and watched as the missile cross over my canopy as I made my roll only to slam into my left wing. As soon as hit and I felt the plane shake violently from the impact the world around me went back to it normal pace. Now being I was in a right hand roll my plane continued in that direction and now and rolling faster towards the ground, and almost my certain death.

A/N: Well there it is Chapter one of Going Home Book II. I hope you liked it. Please Read and Reveiw, and No Flames.