Alie's Arrival

Posted on Friday October 9th, 2020 @ 8:40am by Lieutenant Commander Albino "Viper" Jackson

Mission: The Forgotten Outpost
Location: Flightdeck USS Claymore/ DS 3 flightdeck

ON:

Alie was replaying the vid log of her final flight and was still amazed that she had actually done it. True it was un orthodox but nevertheless she brought Sam home alive.

Claymore Vid Log:

With several Orion fighters skedaddling for their lives, she rounded up her people and took stock of the damage to fighters. Some were only slightly damaged but, there was one that was shot up pretty badly. Ens. Sam "Terror" Jones and his frame of mind fit his call sign to a tee! This was going to be dicey if not damn dangerous. Time to let the Claymore know there would be an emergency landing and that she would be bringing him in alone.

=/\= Captain, Viper here, I got an emergency landing coming in. One of my pilot's fighters is shot up pretty bad and he is terrified to land by himself. Have the squadrons land first, then have the deck crews rig the barriers. I'm gonna bring him in alone myself. Make sure the flight deck is clear. This is not a drill! Alie out!=/\= and closed the comm. Switching channels, "John take them in and clear the deck. I'm gonna bring Sam in myself,"Alie said.

"Understood Alie, just watch yourself. I know how you bring kids in...," John said.
Prim was already prepping for an emergency landing having heard Alie’s call, as soon as the squadron landed safely emergency forcefields and barriers would be in place ready. She’d also notified Sickbay that they needed an emergency medical team.“The flight deck will be ready Captain, we’ll get them landed safely. The emergency medical team is en route as well.”

Alie watched as John had the fighters land. "John make sure the deck is cleared and ready for us," Alie said as she watched Sam wrangle with his fighter. His craft was badly damaged and he was terrified, and Alie knew he couldn't go it alone.

"I know Alie. You just get him and yourself landed in one piece," John retorted, as he was the last to land. Popping his cockpit, "Get these fighters stowed fast, rig barriers, fire suppression teams ready, medical stand by," he shouted as the deck crews scurried to clear the flight deck. =/\= "Bridge, Martinson here, all birds landed and are being stowed. If this was a flattop I would say to bring her into the wind but, bring her around so they can come in straight. Sam's fighter can't make turns and needs a straight fly in. Martinson out"=/\=

=/\= Alie, the deck is clear, barriers up, ready down here hun. Bring Sam home!=/\= John said, saying a small prayer.

=/\= Sam, I know you are scared and terrified but you can do this. I will guide you in and stay with you. I won't leave you to do this by yourself. Now, try and keep her level and start your approach alright?=/\= Watching Sam, he gave her the thumbs-up sign. Reducing her own speed to match his, Alie flew almost wing tip to wing tip with Sam. Suddenly Sam's fighter dipped, taking Alie with him. "Damn it, Sam come on get yer nose up! You're dropping off the glide path, come on man!!!!" Alie yelled. Sam fought to bring his fighter back up to the glide path. Alie knew how much work goes into fighting with an almost dead-stick situation also Sam was losing his strength as well.

John was watching this from the flight deck terminal as both Sam and Alie were approaching the Claymore flying level now with the deck. Motioning to the deck crews to get out of the way, he tapped his combadge, "The minute Sam hits the deck, raise the barrier fast, and watch Alie's fighter," he said as people scrambled…

"Sam you're doing fine, now reduce your speed slowly as we approach the deck" Alie said as both fighters approached the ship's flight deck. Normally they would come in one at a time, but not this time. Alie stayed right with Sam as he approached. "Sam begin cutting power to your engines slowly, keeping her as level as you can", Alie said, watching him carefully.

"Alie…...help….I can't hold her straight……..please!" Sam screamed into his com. His fighter began drifting to the left. Try as much as he could, she just would not fly correctly.

"Hold on Sam, I'm gonna tap your left-wing to nudge you back. When I do use your thrusters to correct the attitude and it should be enough to get you in and landed," Alie said. Moving Cobra 1 right next to Sam, she tapped his wing gently giving him the nudge and his fighter straightened up. Alie moved quickly and flew upside down about 2 feet off Sam's canopy, "Sam, look up, I'm right here with you" she said, as the terrified pilot looked at her with terrified eyes. "We're going to make it Sam, cut your engines, we are home!" Alie said as she flew a little farther into the hanger and righted her own fighter and set her down. Popping the canopy, she jumped down and ran to Sam's fighter. The medical people were there removing him from the cockpit, apparently, he had passed out from the fright. Looking at one of the medics, "Take good care of him ok," she said.

"Yes Sir," the attending Medic said as he and others put the injured pilot onto the hover stretcher and rushed to Medical.
End Vid Log

"Shit, that was some flying Alie," she said softly to herself as the shuttle docked with DS 3, her new billet. Dusting off her bag, she headed to her office first, then her quarters and a nap before she went looking for the bases CO.

Lt. Cmdr. Albing "Viper" Jackson
CAG
DS 3