The traditional obligatory offering to Boss Joss. Love the work, got bored, and decided to to run with it!

This is a story co-written with a very good friend of mine. Action, adventure, drama, sweet Kaylee/Simon stuff, and BIG DAMN hints of Mal/Inara.

The story gets a little more intense now, so here it goes. R&R your little hearts out, I really appreciate the feedback!

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Mal glanced up once more at the sun making his brow break a sweat. He cursed under his breath and gripped the door a might bit tighter. For the tenth time, he felt Jayne's fingers tap his shoulder.

"When they gonna let us go?" He asked, leaning forward. Mal shook his head, looking pleadingly at Zoe. She caught the look and gave an inward groan.

"Soon Jayne,” Mal insisted. “Now sit back and play with your gun or something." Jayne sat back like a grumpy child. Zoe glanced off to her own side, trying to see what was going on. The local authorities had stopped them in the mule, and then had the nerve to make them wait in here while they went to talk to the superior officer. What was that about? She could sense Mal's edginess right now. For one thing, he was humming and his eyebrow were twitching a bit too much to be happiness dancing around in his head.

"Sir." She said her voice a bit stern. To be honest the humming was damn annoying.

Mal's head jerked in Zoe's direction and he shut his mouth, glanced back at Jayne. Man was as always fiddling with his damn weapon. Mal was beginning to wonder if Jayne could care for another human being at all. Maybe it was just weapons he fancied.

He suddenly felt another tap at his shoulder. Mal whirled around glaring at Jayne. "Tap me once more about when were going in, and Jayne, I will toss you off the mule and leave you here high and dry." Jayne made a sad expression and lay back in his seat.

"I was just gonna ask if I could take a leak." He muttered glancing off into the distance. He pulled his weapon out once more and did some spins with i