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: A little self pity, some remorse and some fluff... just another day on Quest.

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Quest-Chapter Fourteen

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Allan slipped quietly out of the bed he and Zoë shared in their cabin on Quest. Still a bit wound up after the events of the previous forty eight hours, the elderly engineer needed a drink to shut off the noise in his head.

Slipping on some sweats and grabbing his robe, Allan made his way to the ship's galley. He shouldn't have been surprised to find the Captain, his daughter, there as well.

Sara sat at in her usual seat at the head of the table. Much like her Father-In-Law, Mal Reynolds had done on Serenity. Allan could tell by the set in her shoulders that she was upset about something.

“You okay?”

Sara nearly jumped out of her skin, “Yesu, Daddy! Nearly gave me a gorram heart attack!”

Allan grinned and took a seat next to his daughter, “Sorry Kiddo.”

Sara sighed, “It's okay. I'm just... thinking about stuff.”

Allan noted the bottle of whiskey sitting on the table. He had a pretty good idea what was bothering his daughter.

“Doesn't get any easier, does it?”

“What doesn't?”

“Killing people...”

Sara nodded, “I killed over a thousand people today.”

“Yep. And it's bugging you, isn't it?”

“Damn right it is!”

“Good,” Allan replied firmly.

Sara glared at her Father. Allan's features softened.

“What I mean, Sara. Is that taking a life isn't to be taken lightly. And taking many weighs heavy on the soul.”

Sara looked down at the table top, “Blowing that Hwoon-dahn, Tanaka out the airlock didn't even make me blink.”

“There's an old saying from around Texas here on Earth. Some men just 'need killin'.”

“So does Chan,” Sara replied with a snort, “And he's still cluttering up my Infirmary.”

“Technically, it was Janice who killed Tanaka. We'll leave Chan to League justice.”

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