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“So she’s gonna survive?” Mal asked with a twinge of hope in his voice as Simon adjusted the IV drip. The medication, the Zygramithol, was clear and dripping into the line and into Zoe’s veins.

“She’ll be fine, effects will be immediate.” Simon sighed as he turned and addressed Roxy who was lying down with her chest wrapped. The bullets had barely punctured skin, however the force of the shots had cracked a rib and bruised her sternum. “And how are you feeling?”

“Pain meds ar’ gorram brilliant.” She slurred with a smile “Afraid though I’ll be useless ta my occupation. 'Vieve’ll ‘aveta take over the engines.”

“Well, all you need is rest, and since your crew is taking a few months leave you should be fine.” Simon pulled a blanket over her and left the room with Malcolm following. “As soon as I know the inventory, I’ll dig the vaccines up and inoculate Kaylee and Meilin.”

“You have more than just vaccines my friend.” Pike, with his head bandaged, went over and handed a thing plastic sheet that projected an electronic inventory list to Simon. “It seems this was a collection of medicine heists, because it’s several times the amount of product we gave him, and just about every pharmaceutical known to modern medicine.” He pointed to the list. “There’s also a crate of basic supplies.”

“This is… amazing.” Simon’s mouth spread into a smile. “There’s enough Zygramithol here to help three counties on Shadow. As well as keep our county vaccinated for… probably.. four years or so… maybe five if they’re kept in well made cryo containers.” He turned to Pike, looking like a child on Christmas day. “Do you need anything? You know I’m not completely above sharing.”

Pike chuckled, patting Simon’s shoulder. “No, no, I have a cache that will outlast a Nuclear Holocost. Enjoy your supplies.”

“There’s more.” Jayne grunted as he hauled in another crate. His arm was bandaged, though he was still surly over the ant