Thanks for the feedback, glad you liked the fight scene too. It just ain't a space western without some brawlin' ya know? ^_- Oh yeah, and this looks to run about 12 to 13 chapters. Then it will hopefully continue with another story, then another... I'm trying to work this like each fic is a little episode or something.

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“Whatdaya mean is he ok?!” Mal huffed as he was lying on the ledge in the infirmary, scowling at Kaylee who raced in and flew directly to Simon, worried about him. “I’m the one that got knocked out, my brain could be swellin’ fer all we know.”

“You’re brain’s not swelling.” Simon reassured him before turning back to the mechanic. “And I’m fine, thank you for asking.”

“Is my brain swellin’?” Jayne asked in a slightly high pitched voice as his neck was in a brace while he laid on the other ledge bed.

“You’re fine.” Simon swabbed Jayne’s arm with some alcohol and gave him a shot. “That should help with the pain.”

“This should hold him.” Ru announced as she came into the infirmary and walked over to the man lying on his back on the exam table. Taking his arms she put them together and cuffed them, then shackled his feet together.

“Thank you.” Simon prepared the dosage for Malcolm “I’ll give him something to paralyze his motor functions while I remove the bullets. Unless of course I’m supposed to just let him die?” With that said there was a sudden uneasiness about the room at the thought of killing their new prisoner.

Mal looked over at the pale body and listened to the beeping of the monitors. “Fix him up, I wanna talk to him.”

“That’s him?” The mechanic squeaked, studying the bloody back and cringing. “Just one fella did all this?”

“That fella, ain’t natural.” Malcolm slurred his words as he began to get drowsy. “He’s… he’s…”

“Just rest di-xiong.” Ru told him, patting his hand. “We can run the ship while you recover. Right Zo?”

Zoe nodded her head. “Everything’ll be shiny.” She watched as the captain went to sleep as In