Hello Again Everyone, Knight Rider Alpha here.

I would like to thank Swordwriter for this prompt from their Story 'Wings of Fury'. If you haven't read then please head on over and do so, It's a fantastic story so I hope they like this.

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Fight on and fly on to the last drop of blood and the last drop of fuel, to the last beat of the heart - Baron Manfred von Richthofen (The Red Baron)

Somewhere over the Middle East

04:30 Zulu

The Arabian Gulf, Thousands of twinkling stars dotted the inky blackness of the sky. It gave away very little that the ground below was now being consumed by the fog of war, That it now rested with a handful of brave men to stem the tide.

The thundering sound of jet engines pierced the silence, A flight of four F/A-18 Super Hornets of the United State Marine Corp VFMA-315 The Death Angels. Flying in formation on a combat patrol.

Flying Squadron lead Lieutenant Colonel Richard 'Jolly Rodger' Rodgers.

To friends, family and fans alike he was known as best selling mystery Author Richard Castle of Derek Storm and Nikki Heat fame, To the the Marines of his Squadron he was legend of skies.

But to just one special girl he was a soul mate.

The stifling heat of the cockpit was intense, Beads of sweat gathered across his exposed skin. His flight helmet secured tight his flight oxygen mask unclasped hanging to the left, His blue eyes scanned his cockpit instruments and caught site of a Polaroid a photo taken at Gary's Grotto in San Diego.

The image of a smiling Kate Beckett, The woman he left behind. He wondered what she was doing at this very moment. Was she upset, Was she crying, Was she angry.

Endless thought whirled through his mind. But he needed to concentrate, He needed to use all of his skills to ensure one simply thing.

That he made it back to her, To fall into her waiting arms.

Soon he was broken from his revere as a transmission swarked over the radio.

"Angel Flight, Angel Flight. This is AWACS Red Crown. We have contacts bearing North West at 085 Degrees, Take Angels 20 and await further instructions"

Rick pushed his radio mike closer to his mouth "Angel 0-1 acknowledged, Taking Angels 20, Angel Flight combat spread and follow me up" he said

The flight of four fighter jets nosed up into the sky, The thrust of their General Electric F414 Turbofans easily providing enough power. Reaching the required altitude the radio swarked into life once more.

"Angel Flight, Red Crown. We have inbound contacts on a intercept course with military transport. You are to link and up and escort transport to friendly base. How copy?"

"Angel 0-1 Acknowledges. Red Crown send co-ordinates"

"Transport on course 054 Degrees your 9 O'clock"

"Angel Flight, En-Route"

Rick then clipped his oxygen mask in place, He pushed the throttle forward up to combat speed. He moved the control stick to the left as the Super Hornet banked over followed closely by his squadron mates, They raced towards the designated spot.

"Angel 0-2, You stay on my wing" Rick said over the radio "0-3 and 0-4, Your our back up"

"Rodger"

"Rodger"

The second Hornet pilot Captain Mark 'Tuna' Fischer looked over at his lead.

"Hey Jolly, So much for a quiet night hmm"

Rick looked out his cockpit window "Don't worry Tuna, We will be back before the Navy Boys eat your Tater-Tots" quipped Rick in reply.

The laughter of the others could be over the radio much to Tuna's displeasure

"Oh very funny Colonel, Very Funny"

"That's why they call be me Jolly Rodger"

Soon enough the jokes stopped as a grey body of a C-130J Super Hercules Transports came into view up ahead.

"C-130, C-130, This is Angel Flight of Four Super Hornets USMC. You should see us on radar we have been tasked with escorting you to friendly skies. How Copy?"

"Angel Flight, C-130 Call sign: Vulcan 2-3. We see you on radar good to have some company, However pleased be advised we are to land at Titan Airbase with VIP on board"

Rick's eyes widened "Rodger Vulcan 2-3, We've got you covered"

Almost as soon as Rick had finished this sentence the thunder of Jet engines once again pierced the skies, But these were not friendly aircraft they were MIG-29's agile dog fighter built in Russia during the cold war.

"Red Crown, Angel Flight. We have three enemy contacts requesting permission to engage" asked Rick over the radio

"Angel Flight. Red Crown permission to engage"

"Angel Flight, Engaging Tally-ho"

Rick pushed the throttles forward and banked over Tuna following as his wing man, The inky blackness of the sky was soon alive with the sound of thundering jets.

Rick manoeuvred behind the nearest MIG. Allow suitable time for his weapons systems to lock on, The powerful and accurate AIM-9 Sidewinder missile growling in his head.

"Angel 1. Fox Two"

The missile then streaked from it's rail under the left wing of Rick's Super Hornet, Soon reaching a speed of Mach 2.5 in seconds. The explosive warhead detonated blasting the Russian built aircraft to pieces.

"Splash One" Said Rick over the radio.

"Jolly, MiG to your right, He's firing" Shouted Tuna

As Rick had shot down the first MIG a second and been bearing down on his weapons at the ready, Rick banked over as the MIG fired it's guns. Tracer rounds bracketed his aircraft as he streaked away the MIG following closely behind.

"Tuna, Get this guy off me i can't shake him"

"Tuna's got you covered, Jolly" Said Tuna over the radio maneuverings his aircraft behind the MIG, "I've got Tone, Fox Two"

The AIM-9 Sidewinder streaked off it's rail from underneath Tuna's right wing, Before reaching it's speed of Mach 2.5 in seconds it covered the distance blasting the second MIG and clearing his leads tail.

"Tail clear Angel 0-1"

"Thanks Tuna, I owe you one" Replied Rick

"No you owe me tater-tots if those squiddies have eaten them all" Replied the Marine Captain

"I'll buy you a years supply after tonight"

"Fair trade, Boss"

"0-1, This is Angel 0-3 remaining MIG bugging out, We are in the clear"

"Roger that 0-3, Converge on Vulcan en-route to Titan Base"

"Roger 0-1"

The four Marine Super Hornets took up positions around the Hercules, Before completing the journey. The four jets streaked over the runway as the transport craft landed safely.

A nights work now complete.

"Red Crown. Angel Flight. Vulcan has landed safely at Titan Base. Requesting permission to return to base"

"Angel Flight, Red Crown. Outstanding Gentlemen, Permission granted"

The four jets backed left in formation, On their way out sea and the Aircraft Carrier USS George H.W. Bush (CVN-77).

As the four pilots entered the Ready Room of the Squadron they were all met with rapturous applause, Congratulating them on a job well done.

The ships CAG the commander of the air wing on board walked over to the men, A Navy Captain dressed in the peanut butter colours of his uniform his white hair hidden under his cap bearing the ships name.

"Gentlemen, I must congratulate on your outstanding work" Said the CAG shaking each of their hands "We've received a message from the VIP you saved, The Secretary of Defence was on board and would like to thank each on every one of you on your efforts and said if you need anything just let him know"

It was almost as if lightning struck Rick as an idea came to him.

"We Sir, Their is something i would like to ask..."

The Loft

New York City

17:30 Zulu

Seated in the plush leather of the living room couch, Sat one dejected and deflated Kate Beckett. In her hands a copy of Heat Wave her eyes looking at the words but not taking them in, She was to distracted.

Why?

Because her love was half way around the worlds fighting in a war, Putting himself in harm's way to protect the freedom of others.

The loft was quiet as Martha and Alexis had gone out for the day, Trying to distract their own vivid imaginations of a son and a father fighting a war. They had asked Kate to come with them, But she had respectfully declined. She was content to surround herself in silence and try and feel as close to Rick as she could by surrounding herself in his home and with his words.

Oh she missed him so.

She had been blessed with a second chance at his heart, Even after she had trampled all over it. She could never repay him for that but simply try every day to show her everlasting love for him, To be his everything and more.

Once again her eyes traced the words on the page. The same page she had been reading for the last hour, It just wasn't the same without him here.

She was was deep in her thoughts, She didn't here the door open or close. It wasn't until her hazel eyes fell on the image of a pair of gold wings pinned to the chest of a Marine Green jacket and a pair of ocean blue eyes looking at her.

Rick had returned.

Kate slammed the book down and jumped up from the couch like a lightning bolt, Before she jumped into his arms her legs wrapped around his waist, Arms cinched around his neck, Her face buried into it as her entire body was wracked with sobs of joy.

"You came home, You came back to me" Whispered Kate

Rick tightened his hold on her, "Of course i did, Of course i did" He whispered back.

"I love you Rick, I love you so much"

Rick smiled a warm feeling spreading through his chest. He reached up pulling Kate's head gently from his shoulder, Blue eyes locking with Hazel ones a connection being shared like only those in love can give.

"I love you Kate, I have and I Always will" He said

Kate's smiled almost split her face before her lips pressed gently to his, All the love they shared for one another poured into this simple loving action.

Just the first step in a return to each other.

Love whistled on a wing and a prayer for two everlasting soul mates.


Well everyone, The end of this little One-Shot.

I hope that 'Swordwriter' likes this. Because I'm a huge fan of their stories. I have read each one back to front more than once. It was an Honor for them to ask me to one shot 'Wings Of Fury'

As mentioned if you would like a prompt published, Then message me on Twitter at Red_Katana1 or by PM through FF. I will quote prompter's in each story.

Happy prompting

Knight Rider Alpha