Disclaimer: Joss, Fox, Universal Own em’. (Except for Maxine. She's mine) I’m just playing. No money being made.

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A new story line to recharge my Muse. Set outside my “Allanverse.” Just to see what happens. Set about a year and a half post Serenity. Story line has the standard pairings of Mal/Inara, Simon/Kaylee. Also has River/Jayne. Zoë/Maxine

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A/N:

Warning: This story line from here on out will include 'gasp' fem slash (Like you didn't see it coming). It won't be graphic but I know some are offended by any depiction of homosexuality. If you don't like this kind of thing... stop reading right now.

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New Blood

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Chapter Twelve

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Zoë awoke slowly. A slow smile spread across her dark face as the memories of the previous night filled her mind. Moving slightly Zoë looked over at the woman in her bed and almost laughed.

Maxine was sprawled on her stomach, red hair fanned out across her back... and a trail of drool running down her cheek onto the pillow.

That was what Zoë thought was humorous.

Maxine shifted in her sleep and rolled on to her back. The sheet falling back and exposing her rather impressive chest. Zoë resisted the urge she felt to run her tongue...

“Nope. Gonna stop that thought right there,” She thought to herself, “Ain't gonna get nothin done today iffin we start up again.”

Zoë let out a quiet sigh.

Maxine's eyes fluttered open and she glanced around quickly for a moment. When her eyes met Zoë's, a grin appeared on the redhead's face, “Morning, Bao-bei.”

Zoë's resistance crumbled and she leaned in and kissed Maxine, “Mornin, Baby.”

Max snuggled up closer and intertwined her finger with Zoë's, “Sleep good?”

“Real good. Course you wearin me out might have something to do with it,” Zoë teased.

“I think the wearing out part was mutual,” Maxine grinned.

“Reckon you're right about that,” Zoë purred. A shudder ran through Maxine's body as she recalled all the wicked things they had done to each other the night before.

And they hadn'