Ok guys Han here, if you've seen my other story then don't worry, I will not forget about it, I just had a bit of inspiration for a new one and if you haven't seen my other story check out Aces of Osea. Anyway this is a bit short as of now but don't worry the chapters will get longer.

"I write this letter to you now, knowing that it must have brought him unexpected joy to have an opponent like you at the end of that meaningless war.

At least that's what I want to believe. Only you…the pilot that shot him down can confirm this. And so, I write to you."

I stared at the letter in my hand. Motionless, my mind still trying to comprehend what I'd done…

Prologue: Worsening Developments

I woke up and slowly gained awareness I was lying in bed, there wasn't anything except a thin sheet covering me. I looked over to the side and saw my wife; she was turned facing away from me. I could hear the TV on from last night. The sheet covered her but stopped just below her arms, I moved closer to her and wrapped my around her abdomen. I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at her; her face was a slightly dark tan color. She had a slight smile and a few strands of her long black hair were in her face. "Damn, how did I get lucky enough to end up with you," I said quietly as I brushed the strands of hair around her ear.

"You know damn well how you ended up with me," she said quietly without opening her eyes and her smile widened.

I chuckled slightly, "Yeah, doesn't mean I understand it though," I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

I leaned back and began to watch the TV. She rolled over onto my arm and put her arm on my chest, "Because you were the first one to ask."

I laughed at the memory, "I was a 110 pound twig asking the girl everyone was after out. There's no way that should've ended up the way it did."

"But it did," she turned and glanced at her clock, "Hey, I have to get ready for work, and you… need to go look for a job that way you can keep your lucky catch."

"Ouch, come on you wouldn't leave me would you?" I asked jokingly as she got out of the bed.

"Damn you got me, you know I couldn't leave you if I tried. But I do need to get ready," she gave me a quick kiss and went to the bathroom to get ready.

I stayed there in bed for a bit while she took a shower, eventually I got dressed. Then the news came on and she got out of the shower. The headlines were the same as always, some war somewhere, the winners kept winning and the losers kept losing. But for some reason this one caught my attention. The news lady started talking, "The war in Usea continually gets worse for the ISAF armed forces. Many claim that the lack of pilots is to blame for the continual losses."

Pilots, I could be a pilot, I already had my private pilot's license, I could fly a plane, at least well enough to survive for a bit. "Hey, Jane," I called toward the bathroom.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"What about this? What if I went to help them?" I called once more.

"What are you talking about help who-" she cut her sentence off when she opened the door and saw the war on TV.

"Jane I could help ISAF, come on, I could actually make a difference."

"No, no you couldn't make a difference, you're just one person."

"But Jane, I can make a difference."

"How? Please, tell me how you can make a difference? Because that war's already a lost cause, Erusia's won, it's only a matter of time."

"I could be a pilot, listen, they keep saying that the only reason ISAF's losing is because they don't have enough pilots."

"Yeah, and they keep saying that Ustio won the Belkan War because of a single man," she muttered.

"Don't you?" I said.

"Don't start that shit with me Max, you know damn well that's impossible."

"No it's completely possible, please Jane, you know I can make a difference."

"You fly prop planes, and you don't have the slightest idea how to fly a jet, what are you gonna do? Fly bombers? We both know you'd never stand that."

"Why are you so against me going, if I want to go help people why can't I?"

"Because I can't lose you dammit!" she yelled.

I stayed silent for a while, and she leaned against the wall and slid to the floor and began to sob. I walked over to her and grabbed her, "Shh. It's ok Jane, it's ok. I'm still here. I love you."

She just kept crying, after a few minutes I picked her up and sat on the bed with her sitting across my lap crying into my shoulder. It reminded me of our times back in High School, when we'd first gotten together. We just sat there, I don't even know how long, but it seemed like a lifetime. No one said anything until she finally mumbled, "Don't leave me."

"Jane you won't lose me, I promise."

"You say that but you want to go off and fight in someone else's war. What if… What if you don't come back?"

"I'm gonna come back, ok?"

"You won't stay will you?"

"I know you don't want me to risk my life for a fight that isn't mine, but, they can't win this on their own. I really truly think I can make a difference."

"I'll let you go…but-" she said when she saw my reaction, "if you don't come back, I swear, I will…God don't make me say what I'll do."

"Ok, I promise you, I'll come back."

"Do you know how hard this is for me Max? If I lose you then there's nothing left for me."

"Don't worry about that, I'm going to come back, I told you, I promise."

"I love you Max."

"I love you too Jane."