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Missing Pieces

Thursday, August 24, 2006

"Sometime during the last few months, Inara had become well acquainted with sacrifice." Mal/Inara. And trying to make it work.

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Title : Missing Pieces

Author : Goldy

Disclaimer : Joss is boss.

Pairing : Inara/Mal

Rating : PG

Word Count : 3, 441

A/N : Written for terimaru on, yes, livejournal, who requested “lavender shower gel” and an established M/I relationship. This is that.

***

It was an empty bottle of lavender shower gel that did it.

Sometime during the last few months, Inara had become well acquainted with sacrifice. She could no longer afford the lush life of a Companion on a hulking and battered vessel like Serenity.

First, she sold the dresses. She gave a couple to River and Kaylee and stuffed some of the more precious ones in the bottom of a trunk. Next went the silk. And the bracelets. The necklaces, the jewels, the gifts. Altogether, it brought her almost two years worth of rent money.

Mal blanched when she tried to hand it over to him.

“It’s not for you, Mal!” she said. “It’s for Serenity! Fuel! Food!”

Mal shoved it back into her hands and closed his eyes—as if that would make it all go away.

“It’s yours.” He paused. “All you got left of that life.”

“Mal—”

“Just… keep it. Might come a day when you’ll be wanting some of those fine things back.”

Inara frowned. She doubted it. She had been well aware of what choosing a life onboard Serenity meant. Besides, she was an intelligent woman—she was capable of supporting herself by many different means, should the need arise.

And yet…

The shower gel was empty.

Her incense supply was low. She’d used her last tea bag a week ago. In the old days, Inara would never have run out. Running from bullets, dodging the Alliance, it left no room for buying the high-quality products she was accustomed to.

Staring at the empty bottle left Inara feeling inexplicably sad. With Mal’s gun resting on the dresser, bullets and holster mingled in with her dwindling pile of incense, Inara made a decision.

***

“Mal, I need a few things from town.”

It was unlikely the town’s products would be up to I

Comments
Thursday, 24 August 2006 11:13
I really enjoyed this. And how typical that with Mal and Inara finally together Mal's next job is stealing from someone Inara is trying to help? At least no one got shot this time, poor Simon must be on the verge of dying of boredom. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Thursday, 24 August 2006 13:55
you write Mal and Inara brillantly Goldy
Thursday, 24 August 2006 18:43
Is it any surprise that I love it?

My two favorite parts are...

1) When Mal finds Inara coming bavk to Serenity, and they talk. Its just a great scene. I especially love that it ends with them being okay. It is nice to see them have a spat that doesn't end in someone fleeing the room. They can get along. It's lovely.

2) The sense of secrifice, uncertainty, pain that Inara harbors throughout the entire piece. And all if it can be so well summerized in one line --- “You’re not,” Inara said, pushing him into the shuttle. I am. --- It's awesome, and such an honest moment for her, and then leading into the next scene... I love that she will tell the truth, that she won't give him sweet nothings, but instead says ---

“It doesn’t matter,” Inara said. “I chose you.”

“You regret it?”

“Not yet,” Inara said. “I hope not ever.”

Mal swallowed and nodded, his hand stilling on her arm. “And what exactly happens if—”

“I don’t know,” Inara said simply. “I imagine we’ll discuss our options, and then make a choice—whatever that is.”

-- its great. Plus this line --- “I suppose,” Inara said. “I was going to waste away by your bedside, but if there’s incense..." --- is just plain inspired.

2X2
Thursday, 24 August 2006 21:38
Of course you know I love this story.. it's one of my favourites *huggles the fic*

The 'not yet, I hope not ever' line is just my favourite, because it's so honest, and open... beautiful.

Friday, 25 August 2006 02:02
AMDOBELL - thank you! And Simon secretly like the boredom. It means he can rearange and polish his infirmary for the thousandth time.

tammyy2j - thank you. *pats pretty feedback-y words*

Arcadia - Thanks! Your words are all shiny and nice! I'm worried this one got a little slow in parts, but I'm so glad you liked the conversation at the end, since it's sort of the crux of the whole thing.

2x2 - Squee! *huggles you*
Friday, 25 August 2006 12:28
Nicely done. I like it, how it works out between Mal and Inara. not wanting to repeat all the (deserved) praises, maybe just one line, I liked as well:

“I’d recognize Mal’s handiwork anywhere.”
It has heart and humour mingled together - very "Firefly"

Makes me wonder, though, how the story would have gone, if Benjamin in fact HAD asked for seomething back. Thinking about doing an alternative version? :o)

Esther
Saturday, 26 August 2006 23:06
Wonderfully written! And I love the later aspects of Mal and Inara's relationship! As was mentioned earlier, you write the two of tehm beautifully! I'm looking forward to anything else you have in the works!
Monday, 28 August 2006 05:29
Wow...now this was some beautiful and thought-provoking stuff here, Goldy. Definitely a realistic scenario of Mal and Inara post-BDM and actively working on having a relationship, with the predicted bumps in the road;)

Gotta say...was waiting for the other shoe to drop with Benjamin Travers and getting Mal & Jayne sprung. The guy totally has Mal, Jayne and Inara in his grip...could ask for anything he could ever want from Inara...but he lets them go. Definitely an unexpected plot twist; mainly cuz I was expecting some angst to arise and force Mal & Inara to really buckle down and work out some lingering issues:)

BEB
Monday, 11 September 2006 23:22
Excellent work, I'm especially fond of your Mal characterization. I decided to read some of your stuff after reading your comments about his speech patterns in one of the fanfic thread, and you really have mastered it. His speech patterns are something I'm still working on.....hard to get right!

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