She walked the deck of Serenity, something she did often, not wanting to sleep for fear faces from her past would haunt her. Mal would wake when she left, but after two months of it, even he just let her go. Cat couldn't blame him. Woman should want to sleep with her man, but for some reason, all she saw was his face and the horror that came from the fact she knew he wasn't dead.

The ship was quiet save for Jayne's snores and Batha's purr, both soothing in their own right, though together made a strange symphony with the engines. One sound though was out of place, a sobbing that seemed to be coming from the common room, and Cat decided to detour from her normal walk above to investigate the lower level.

She walked silently down the stairs, normally loud with anyone else's feet made quiet as her genetically enhanced senses took over. A scent of sandalwood and gunpowder filled her nose, but also the smells of many battles before. There on the couch as Cat lowered down the stairs was Zoe, her dark face buried in her hands.

She took a moment to look up at Cat, before wiping her eyes like the warrior woman had been caught doing something she shouldn't, but as she sat down on the seat next to Zo, neither said anything. Finally, Cat smiled. "Bit late to be down here all by yourself."

"Could say the same thing to you and you got someone to go to."

"I know. Wanna talk about it?" Cat looked at her, not really one for touching conversations. Being around her husband for the years she was hadn't taught her much about human contact, but if you wanted to know anything about gambling, cheating at gambling, or gambling on the fact you'd be caught cheating, she was your girl.

"I miss him. Every day...it's really bad at night and now with Kitty rooming with me, well, I don't like waking her and River's on the bridge."

"Zoe, I don't understand what it's like to lose someone that way. Hell, I have a hard enough time not missing Ski and he's a phone call away. Wish there was something I could've done."