Disclaimers : Everything belongs to Joss, except for one character of my creation.

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Simon saw the infirmary lights on when he got up, and he entered, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He saw Mal’s shirt on the exam table.

“Hmm,” he mused, picking it up and draping it over one arm. River entered in her pajamas, and her eyes immediately went to the shirt.

“Captain’s,” he said. “He must’ve been down here last night. Hope he’s feeling alright.”

“Feeling great,” River said, smiling.

“I’m glad, mei-mei ,” Simon said absently, “but I was talking about Captain Reynolds.”

“Me too.” River stepped up and took the shirt from Simon, carried it into the passenger dorm, and dropped it in front of Alex’s door.

“River, no,” Simon said, going after her. That’s not the captain’s bunk. That’s Alex’s room. You know, Alex? The nurse?”

He picked up the shirt and started for the stairs. River snatched it back from him, still smiling, and dropped it in front of Alex’s door again, then stood with her head cocked toward the room as though she were listening to something.

“River!”

Simon started to pull her away, then froze as he heard sounds coming from within. He couldn’t be sure, but he thought he heard the bed creak, and then a masculine groan. He looked at River, his eyes wide; she was still smiling.

“Even better now,” she said.

Kaylee came down from the cargo bay and beamed at him as only Kaylee could do at such an early hour.

“Mornin’ sunshine,” she greeted him, then frowned as she saw his open-mouthed expression. “Wha—?”

Simon shushed her and gestured toward Alex’s room. Kaylee spied the shirt on the floor.

“Ain’t that the captain’s?” she asked in a whisper, and then her eyes flew open.

Simon nodded and steered her into the common area.

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