based on the world of Firefly by Whedon

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"She's shot you, twice." Jayne commented as Mal shook his head looking at the map of Whitefall in his hand. A job had come up and one that needed doing if they were going to stay in the air. It was good paying and seemed easy enough. There was always a catch though.

"She'll think again after what we did to her the last time our paths crossed. Shot her men up pretty good." He grumbled taking a bite of bread from his plate, it growing a bit hard as he took his time eating it. A shadow blocked the light and as he cast his blue eyes up, there was a pair of green ones staring back. "Plus we have something that will slid things to our advantage."

"I hope you're not talking about me because last time I dealt with that craggy old woman she was happy to see me gone." Her hand grabbed for the shiny apple laying in the wooden bowl and without cutting into it, took a healthy bite. "Besides, I don't like getting shot. Yes, I heal, but it hurts like hell and I like to avoid it whenever possible."

"And you're with him..." Jayne pointed a thumb at Mal and shook his head. "Cuz avoiding gunfire with Mal's...well...impossible." He laughed as the captain gave him a dirty look.

"We need the money and the job's solid. Just need to step softly around certain people's all."

"And we can do that?" Cat smiled as Zoe walked in taking the other apple.

"We still talking about that job on Whitefall, the one both Cat and I said was a bad idea?" The dark woman sat in the chair opposite Mal and looked down at the map. "Take it as a yes."

"Patience won't be a problem. We pick up the supplies from Badger on Persephone and then deliver them to Whitefall. That's it. Cash will be traded once we drop the supplies." He sat the map down leaning back and looking at the women in front of him. "Ain't, but a small trip back and forth."

"Wait, hold on. You never said nothing about Badger being in on this. Starting to think like the womenfol