Disclaimer: Joss, Fox, Universal Own em’. I’m just playing. No money being made. The situations come from my own twisted mind as do my original characters.

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AN: Kinda short... but it was a good stopping point

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Quest-Chapter Six

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What's our ETA, 'Tross?” Mal asked as he stepped onto the bridge.

“One hour five minutes,” she replied.

“Good,” Mal replied as he glanced over at the co-pilot's seat. Unsurprised to find his daughter sitting there, “Another flying lesson?”

Emma smiled the same smile that her mother used on Mal when she wanted something, “Serenity's gonna be mine someday, Dad.”

Mal grimaced, “Don't be countin 'yer chickens just yet, daughter o' mine,” Mal admonished. Secretly he did smile inwardly. The thought that Emma wanted his old Firefly and work the black with her pleased Mal.

“It's not like Jeff needs Serenity. He's got Sara Jane...” Emma trailed off.

“Best you finish your schoolin first, Em.”

“Of course. I'm not going to run my business like you did,” Emma teased.

“What do you mean... like I did?”

“Haphazard and flung about. I intend to approach things with a sound business plan.”

River giggled slightly and Mal shot her a venomous glare, “You may be a momma yourself but you ain't so old I can't take you across my knee there, Albatross.”

Emma snickered from behind the controls as she flew the ship. River just grinned, “I can take you with both my hands behind my back and you know it... sir.”

“Probably right,” Mal grinned back.

A slight beep from the console captured the attention of both pilots and the Captain.

“What is it?” Mal asked.

“Ship following,” River replied, “Changed course a few seconds ago. It is following us.”

“Any ID?” Mal asked.

“None as yet.”

“Keep an eye...” Mal was cut off by the scream of the missile warning system.

“Inbound missiles!” River cried, “Emma I have the ship!”

River wrenched Serenity into a sharp turn as Emma's hands flew across the console, activating Serenity's defense systems whi