Chapter 1 can be found here:

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“Has Inara gone?” Zoe asked as Mal came down the stairs into the cargo bay. They had docked onto Grant's ship hangar on Gravine an hour or two ago and Zoe was already getting a little bit antsy. Grant had had sudden business to attend to and had sent them a wave apologizing for the inconvenience.

“Left ‘bout an hour ago. Probably gonna meet up with Grant and – “

“She’s servicing Grant?” Zoe interrupted, surprised.

Mal shrugged. “Didn’t say, but I’m gonna to assume so. She probably went to meet him before she prepares all her ritual Companiony-type things. Tea party, hair-braiding, and the like. Then she’ll do her job while we do ours.”

“Right," Zoe said sardonically. Upon first meeting Inara, Zoe had a certain distaste for the young woman that was hard to get over. It wasn't just her occupation, which admittedly Zoe still wasn't so sure she liked. Inara was an impressive woman, but Zoe just couldn't appreciate what she stood for, or who she worked for, since her Guild was largely funded by Alliance. But Zoe quickly got over that, since Inara was pleasant enough to warm up to as a friend. It was just that she had her Captain so taken. Mal seemed to be developing feelings for a woman whose job it was to not have any herself. Zoe knew it hurt Mal inside whenever she went with a client, and she just thought that no good could ever come of it. She was torn, between having Inara as a friend, and protecting her Captain and brother. Contrary to popular belief, Malcolm Reynolds did have a weakness. A human heart was a hell of a lot more difficult to protect than everything else Mal liked to throw himself in the middle of.

"So when’s Grant supposed to get here, again?” It would be just Zoe and Mal who met up with Grant. Usually Jayne went along on their missions, but due to a unanimous vote that Jayne claimed was rigged, and to the fact that Barracuda Grant was a man of class and manners,