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"Man, McCain, you are a show-off."

Brandon smiled at his friend. "What do you expect, Aaron? I have a reputation to uphold!" Both men laughed as they walked to the small jump-plane. They had already made two jumps and had time for a third before it got dark.

As they sat waiting for the plane to reach altitude, Brandon thought back to how he had first met Aaron.

*************** June 2060***************

Brandon had been in WASP for two years when he spotted Aaron Bradshaw. The young man had recently been assigned to the Tigershark and Brandon noticed his nervousness. At the first opportunity, Brandon introduced himself, showing Aaron around and helping him get familiarized with his new assignment. It wasn't long before Aaron was comfortable with his assignment and Brandon had made a new friend.

Everything was going smoothly until Brandon got the tragic news that his sister had been killed in a senseless act of violence. Shauna had been walking home from a friend's house when members of two rival gangs drove down the street shooting at each other. One of the shots missed its intended target, lodging in Shauna's neck, severing the main artery. She died instantly.

Brandon asked for and got compassion leave. As he was packing, Aaron came up to him, offering his condolences.

"Thanks, Aaron. I appreciate it." Brandon smiled sadly, none of his usual vibrancy present. "Listen, I'll be back in a couple of weeks. Think you can handle things without me?"

"I can handle things here. Everything will be okay when you get back."

***************End Flashback***************

"Come on, Aaron, let's go."

"Right behind you, pal." Both men leaped from the plane, enjoying the exhilaration of free fall. Brandon did a couple of flips, the wind whipping at his jump suit. He looked down below him, looking for the familiar colors of his friend's parachute.

"Hey Aaron," Brandon said into the radio, "now would be a good time to pop the 'chute."

"Sorry, I got a little carried away. There was a few seconds silence; then Aaron's voice, full of panic, returned. "Brandon, the ripcord's jammed. I can't deploy my main chute!"

"Try the auxiliary!" Brandon looked down in time to see the auxiliary chute open then flutter uselessly in the wind.

Aaron was falling to a certain death unless... Gritting his teeth and streamlining his arms, Brandon shot like a bullet towards his friend. Reaching out, he tried to grab Aaron, but he was tantalizingly out of reach. Getting himself as close as he could, Brandon reached out again, this time grabbing Aaron's outstretched hand.

"Whatever you have in mind, you better do it quick, Brandon," Aaron said without ceremony, "because the ground is coming up really fast."

"We're going to do a tandem and I want you to do exactly what I tell you. Got it?"

"Got it."

Brandon maneuvered himself into position and, when he was sure that Aaron had wrapped his arms and legs around him as tight as he could, he deployed his 'chute. It was a welcome sight to both men as the 'silk' of the parachute blossomed above them.

When they touched down, they could hear the cheers and applause of the ground crew. As they walked towards the hangar, someone from a news crew stuck a mike in Brandon's face, asking him how he felt during his rescue attempt.

Brandon shook his head, replying drolly "You don't want me to tell you how I REALLY felt up there, do you?" The reporter turned her attention to Aaron.

"Young man, what are your feelings on your miraculous rescue?"

"To be honest, I thought I was going to die. If it weren't for his," Aaron indicated Brandon, "quick thinking, I would have wound up dead." The reporter asked a couple more questions then went to interview some of the other people present.

The two men continued their walk to the hangar, talking; Aaron relieved that Brandon's idea had worked and Brandon glad he hadn't lost his friend.

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