What Stay in Vegas

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based on the world of Firefly by Joss Whedon

On a hill overlooking Serenity Valley during the War...

“The stars here are so perfect.” Cat stated as she nestled closer to Mal his chest as warm as the night wasn't. They lay in the sweet grass, Mal's brown coat as a pillow. “Looks like an ocean filled with diamonds. And the moon is one big pearl.”

“Think you been in that liquor Dash's been offering around.” He smiled and moved his arm as she hit him.

“You know I don't get near anything she's pedaling. Okay, may be a drink or two. We womenfolk need to stick together.” She grinned like a cat up to know good before settling back into the crook of his arm as he continued.

“If I ever make it through this war, I'm gonna buy a boat and sail her through those stars, through that ocean of yours. Get a crew, make her a home, do some odd jobs, maybe even take some passengers where they need to go. Maybe even pull some diamonds out of that sky for you.” He sounded like he was somewhere else instead of laying in a field with mines all around ready to go off if someone so much as sneezed.

“Never knew you wanted a ship.” He laughed and kissed her head, letting his finger run over her silky red hair.

“Always thought I'd go back and work the ranch, but the more I think on it, the less I want it. Sky's where any man can be somebody and nobody all at the same time. No law if they can't catch you. Brings a man closer to his god. “ He lifted the cross from the chain on his neck and looked up at it.

“I could see you as a captain. You got the leadership skills and the back bone, plus you'd look hot at the helm of some fast ship.” She rolled and propped herself up on her arms, as he looked in her eyes.

“Transport ship. Not some fast speedster.” His blue eyes sparkled when he talk about it, something that only happened when he was killing Alliance troops or fucking her. “Not that a little speed won't hurt when it comes to outrunning so