Disclaimer: Joss, Fox, Universal Own em’. (Except for Maxine and the rest of my OC's. they're mine) I’m just playing. No money being made.

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Continuing on the storyline I started with “New Blood ” and “Guardians” Read those first so you will know who is who and what has happened in the 'Verse.

Warning: This storyline includes 'gasp' fem slash. 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.

AN: Takes place both in the future and post Guardians.

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Tales of the Rangers

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Chapter Eight

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“Why did Gramma Max want batteries, Grampa?” Hobie asked.

Scott snorted once and Xue rolled her eyes, “Uhhh...” Wash trailed off.

“Did they have toys that needed them?” Hobie asked. His face as innocent as a five year old could be.

Wash turned red while Xue giggled. “Eat your pizza, son,” Scott said with a grin.

“Were they shiny toys?” Hobie said as he picked up another slice.

Wash snorted once and then lost the battle and began laughing. Seconds later, Xue and Scott joined him.

“What's so funny?” the five year old asked.

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Zoë sat at the table sipping her coffee as she watched her husband and her fiancé work together in the kitchen. Wash had been one of the better cooks on Serenity. Shepherd Book had been the best. Kaylee and Jayne were fairly accomplished in the kitchen and of course, River cooked like she did everything else. Spectacularly if a bit weird.

Wash had told her he spent time as a teenager flipping burgers in a diner (and had been fired) but he still did better than Zoë herself could and everyone, including Mal was better than Simon.

Zoë grinned as Wash and Max became more comfortable with each other. Wash was cracking jokes along with the eggs needed for the biscuits while Max stirred the gravy concoction she was working on.

“What are we making again?” Wash asked.

“Sausage gravy over biscuits,” Max declared.

“Smells good,” Wash sa