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Three Strand Cord - Ch 2

Friday, March 23, 2007

Eight years after Miranda, the crew reunites for an easy job... yeah, right. Mal’s talent for finding trouble is a universal constant! Drama/ adventure about the power of family and friendship… Download the full PDF <a href="http://www.valeriebean.com/writings/fireflyfic/"here</a>
…A.N. Ch 2: On the way to the drop point, the crew runs into trouble. Zoë-centric narration. Character pairings: M/I, S/K, K/OC, R/OC (but not in a smutty way)

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CHAPTER 2

Serenity had changed so much in sight, scent, and sound. Zoë tried not to feel lost in the changes, reminding herself that she was walking into her future, not her past. As soon as they set foot onboard, Jackson made a mad dash for the trampoline set up in the cargo bay. The steel grating on the floors had been replaced with smooth sheeting, the stair railings lined with chicken wire so that nothing larger than a marble could fall through.

“He’ll be alright,” Mal assured, picking up Jackson’s gear and leading the way up stairs toward her old bunk. The dining room had a fresh coat of flowers coloring the wall, as well as a painted record of Emma’s handprints through the years. One of the old dining chairs had a booster seat strapped to it, and a dusty high-chair had recently come out of storage. Cappy reclined in the lounge area strumming a guitar and River gazed at him, transfixed by the movement of his fingers on the strings.

“Sure as you’ve noticed the road to Santo is bound to get rocky,” Mal mentioned.

“Sure as,” Zoë agreed, dropping her gear down the ladder and turning to face her Captain. “You cut us a path right on the border of hell and damnation.”

Since the weakening of the Alliance, the ‘verse had divided. Despite the imminent recovery of the Parliament, independent factions still fought for power. The path to Santo was blocked in all directions by violent independent territories, each trying to expand their borders to the next moon.

“There’s really no neutral path?”

“Not short of a ten year circuit, and I ain’t waitin’ that long for a payoff.”

“You could just not take the job, sir.” It surprised her how easily she called him ‘sir’ after so many years.

“Come on, Zo. What’s the fun in that?”

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River watched as Cappy’s fingers danced over the strings, a soft melody falling from h

Comments
Friday, 23 March 2007 02:30
Before the cries of panic start, I know, I know. Bit of a Jayne bomb-shell... But if you've read any of my other work, you'll know that I HEART Jayne and would never do such a thing to him without very good reason... even if I don't tell you what it is for four more chapters... (*secretive grin*)
Friday, 23 March 2007 05:58
Jayne's dead...Inara's taken up the Zoe role...and all traces of Wash are gone? Damn woman...you love messing with our preconceptions!

;D

Really loving what you're doing here, VB! Especially can't wait to see who's trying to take Serenity's cargo door off;)

BEB
Friday, 23 March 2007 10:29
Way to put Zoe straight back into the action. I didn't like how Serenity seems to be sanitised though, it feels all manner of wrong. And it bothers me that Cappy is so dark that River cannot read him, does that mean something not so shiny is hiding underneath? Hmmm, and why kill off Jayne? - Ali D
You can't take the sky from me
Friday, 23 March 2007 13:33
Damnit WOMAN! I knew you were going to kill off Jayne!

Doesn't mean i will stop reading. Its a good fic! And i <3 it!

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