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First Job

Sunday, April 15, 2007

A.N. The fifth installment of the Namesake series. Two parts fluff, one part angst. Post-BDM, snapshots of life. Canon pairings. They take on a new crew member and a risky job.

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 3977    RATING: 9.0 (PG)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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A.N. Comments welcome and appreciated. Let me know if I'm posting too fast, but sometimes, the story just falls out of me. Read , , , and first or risk confusion.

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PART 13: HE PAID HER

Mal balanced Little Michael on his lap, coaxing him to stand, while Kaylee sat cross-legged in the lounge, telling Genevieve that she had to share the red crayon with her brother. Jamie’s round, red face was scrunched in desperation as he begged, “Please, Genny, please.”

Little Michael’s knees bent stubbornly trying to sit and Mal sighed. At a year-and-a-half, he should be standing, but the boy seemed to have absolutely no interest. He certainly had the strength when he wanted to. As Mal held his tiny fists up again, the boy lifted his legs and swung monkey-like onto the dining table, knocking over a place setting.

“Come on, Michael,” Mal whined, setting his spilled mug upright as the Michael crawled away. The boy turned and gave a mischievous smile at the sound of his own name. He picked up the mug and held it out to Mal.

“Mug,” Mal told him, taking the cup and setting it down. Michael picked it up again and prompted. Mal repeated the word. With a wide smile, Michael made a drinking motion, dumping the last few drops of liquid onto his shirt, breaking into silent giggles when Mal tickled him. Michael rarely made noise, even to cry. Simon had fitted him with a hearing aid a few months ago – as soon as they could afford one – but the soundscape was still new to him, and he was reluctant to join in just yet.

Having resolved her own children’s conflict, Kaylee glided over with a dish rag to wipe up Mal’s spilled tea. This time, Michael didn’t resist Mal’s attempt to make him stand, and he reached up on ti

Comments
Sunday, 15 April 2007 18:48
Good gorram, who in the nine hells nabbed Inara? I bet Jayne is feeling awful for suggesting the children be put somewhere safe while they pulled the job. Makes me wonder if the people they did the job for are behind this. Ali D
You can't take the sky from me
MERRYWYN
Sunday, 15 April 2007 18:48
I love this series, its great. Thank you
Sunday, 15 April 2007 18:56
These fics are really tugging on my heartstrings.
Monday, 16 April 2007 19:29
This is terrifically angsty and heartfelt and I just love it. The way you write Little Zoe instantly conjures images of her mama, but also seems to indicate she is her own person and has obviously been raised by Mal. I just love it all!
Wednesday, 18 April 2007 04:31
Hmm...can a preteen properly handle a weapon like a Mare's Leg? Guess if she's her mother's daughter she can;D

Still...utterly brilliant work here, valeriebean! Definitely am intrigued by the idea of Mal and Inara having a deaf child, since I can imagine there was uite a lot of heartbreak and solemn promises after Michael was born. That and I really hope that the crew kick some serious ass to get Inara back. Zoe, Cole and Michael need their mommy back:(

BEB

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