Days of Future Past

[Delila Castillon]

[ Past ]


"You look like you're going to break out the vacuum."


Eyes glanced him over before getting in the shower, worried he would follow through her suggestion. Mud flowed off her in rivers, warm water rushing the soil towards the drain. Luck for her the curtain was shut. Brad might have thrown in a scrub brush and cleaner and asked her to clean in between scrubbing off.


"X-Wings, huh?" Delila had only spent a short time in the unit before moving onto Special Forces, it had been her way to get into the unit she wanted. Of course, that's where she had met one [member="Brad Solo"] . She wasn't so sure she could fly anymore - not that she was good at it to begin with. "So you won't be mad when I accidentally crash it?"


[ Present ]


Personally, if it was Delila, she would have taken some personal days and used them differently. Escaped to some hideaway to be alone for days and not be bothered. Perhaps that was a bit of her personality, run away and not deal with it? Seemed to happen when it came to her former marriage. Well...one had to eventually deal with everything.


Plates down, food ready she sat down. Might as well eat.


"You should take a mental health day after this."

 

[Brad Solo]

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“Crash it”, Brad asked getting distracted away from the mess and onto his wife. It was not the words she was saying that distracted him. “I’m sure it will be fine”, he came over grabbed the sponge thing…whatever it was called. He tossed some soap on it and started to help wash her

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Brad still had Zeltros and Hawk to deal with soon to. His life felt like a complete mess. Maybe he was going to have to take a longer time off work. “I think should take metal health days from just being related to Hawk”, Brad said to [member="Delila Castillon"].

 

[Delila Castillon]

// Past //


Delila turned around to get a good look at [member="Brad Solo"] .Dells was pretty sure he had forgotten her time during the squadron. A regular vessel she could fly. Relatively easy. Fighters were a bit different, their own beast. Hopefully he didn't plan on doing any fancy tricks in the near future.


"You think? Remember these famous last words." Hand rested against his shoulder, fingers curling around the nape of his neck. "Maybe we can sneak in a vacation in too. Just us."



// Present //


Delila nudged him. Just because she was the ex-wife didn't mean she had to be a total queen. If things had turned out differently....well....she imagined they would be married still, probably with a kid by now. It was bittersweet in a way now that she had aged and had time to reflect on her past.


"Hey, if I had the money I'd take you out for a break. Beach getaway, dinner and drinks until you blacked out and I would have to drag you to bed."