La Escorpiona/The Scorpion

Author: Tinadoll (aka Tina- That’s me!)

Setting: After BDM.

Rating: R to NC-17.

Spoilers: Yes.

Author’s note : Thank you all for reading my fic-This is folks! Previous warnings are still in effect. No beta. Just me trying to write as best i can. Please comment- it helps me get motivated.

Epilogue

Dear Hwoon Dahn (Jerk),

You know- I was hoarse for a week from all the screaming I did. My eyes are still red- but that’s from the lack of sleep. It was of no consequence. They still probed me and subjected me to hours of questions. Stupid questions. Unanswerable questions. The officials came in and examined his body as I sat there in my mock crying. Mock men full of mock faith. See how they stir.

How could this happen? They say.

Is it the bride? They assume.

Well it was me- but I wasn’t about to confess.

They wheeled his body out and I fainted.

The autopsy revealed a bad heart. So I was cleared. But I wasn’t out of the woods, yet. It seems that now I am marked by the Blue Sun. The Chairman seems to want to reap his revenge. So I had to go into hiding. Hiding isn’t the thing I would call it. I would call it-“Avoiding capture”. Well now- I just a fit of the giggles thinki’ ‘bout that one.

I didn’t even bother staying for the will reading. I don’t care about the money. All I did was pretend to be so distraught that I needed off world.

I got McGovern to help me.

He’s a wonderful friend. I’m going to let him live.

Remind me never to get ruttin’ married again.

All I have to my name now is my trusted knife (Mary Sue rules), my bible (which had the data chip and a couple of memories), some money and my wits. I layered my clothes- but soon I’ll add a different out fit or two once I get to my destination. I should probably choose one first.

I still have questions:

Who am I? What am I? Where did I come from?

What was on the list that made Malcolm Reynolds so jumpy? A name that was on the list sounded familiar-Corpor