“If you harm my crew,” Mal said.

“You’ll what, Reynolds? Leave me to die again?”

“I’ll end you where you stand,” Mal said firmly.

They could hear gunfire from inside Serenity.

“Go hwong tong,” Mal said. “Jayne, take care of them.”

“Yes, sir,” Jayne said. Mal knew that the sir wasn’t so much out of respect as it was because Jayne was happy to follow that particular order, but he appreciated it anyway.

Mal ran back inside Serenity, and not seeing Zoë there, ran up the stairs to the mess hall. The gunfire stopped as he came to the top. He came into the room just in time to see Simon fire.

Mal got to Zoë at the same time they did.

“She’s alive,” Simon said as he examined her.

He and Simon had no trouble taking her down to the infirmary. As soon as she was on the bed, Mal left. Kaylee stepped in to bring Simon what he needed.

“Jacobs!” Mal started yelling as he came through the airlock. “Nee yow wuo kai chiung!?”

“He’s a bit indisposed,” Jayne informed him.

Jacobs and all the other men were sitting on the floor, bound and gagged.

“Very nice,” Mal told him.

“Seems River here is pretty good at tyin’ people up,” Jayne said. “It was kinda hot.”

Jacobs had a shocked look on his face. Mal reached down and pulled his gag off.

“Your man shot one of my crew,” Mal said. “Would’ve been more if we’d have given him the chance.”

“Where is he?” Jacobs asked.

“Oh, you want the body?”

Jacobs didn’t answer.

“Jayne,” Mal said, “Get the body and bring it to their ship. River, go muck up their navigation systems. Just enough to stall them for a few hours.”

Jayne and River both left quickly.

“Now,” Mal said, looking back at Jacobs. “What are you going to give me for wastin’ my time, and shootin’ my crew?”

* * *

“That’s the last one,” Jayne said as he closed the airlock. Five crates were sitting in the middle of Serenity’s hold. “I’d call that a pretty good haul.”

“Not bad,” Mal s