The walk to Hoban was fairly silent, until Zoe had spoken up as they entered the Docks.

“Boat’s name is Hoban” She said, pausing in her tracks. “I’m Hoban’s widow”

Ben stood there, thinking. Trying to assimilate this new information. “What are you saying, Cap’n?”

“He died, just before the Miranda Broadcast. Killed by Reavers.” She said, as calm as possible. Then, she started up, walking towards her beloved new boat. “I’ll understand if you don’t want the job no-more Ben.”

“Wait up, you just told me my Brother is dead, in the middle of the docks. You crazy 该死的母狗! Don’t walk away from me now!” Ben said; he had more balls than his Brother ever did.

“You wanna join my crew, you are welcome. You wanna talk about my Husband, you can wait. Dong Ma?” Tears were threatening to fall from the Warrior Woman now, so she sped up, and boarded her Boat. She softened up, contemplating her next words,“We are all just leaves on the wind, we all fall at some-point.”

Ben looked at her, he paused, and nodded. He walked up the gang-way, and shook her hand. “I’d be glad to fly with you, Zoe.” He said, all his anger and grief locked away knowing he did not want to lose the chance to find out more. He knew he would need to be patient.

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The hunt for a Mechanic came to an end when a wave came thro from a young lad named Mikie Zheng. He’d had some experience, having been on-board a Firefly all his life, his Pa was the ships Mechanic, and he never knew his Ma, died when he was a baby.

The Merc was harder to recruit, and neither Ben nor Mikie had any experience with a gun, so for the first few weeks they relied on ferrying passengers around the outer rim. The money was ok, and Zoe built up a few contacts. She did a few small smuggling runs, but only with people she could trust.

Mal waved her, and she was glad to see his face.

“Captain Alleyne, How do You do?” he said, in a cheeky manner.

“Sir, it’s good