Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They all belong to their respective creators. I'm just playing with them a bit.

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I've been fighting off this plot bunny for some time now and I finally lost and wrote this. The sow I loved the most before I discovered Firefly was Highlander. So I guess this crossover was inevitable.

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A Crossover between Firefly and Highlander: The Series. Ignores the events of Highlander: The Source. Post BDM in the Firefly 'Verse.

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Undying

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Chapter Three

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Zoë had fallen asleep in the pilot's chair. She had slept there before of course. Many times in fact. Ever since Wash had died.

Usually she awoke stiff and sore. Not this morning. Zoë's neck didn't ache like it normally did, “Another benefit of bein... immortal, I reckon,” she muttered out loud.

Rising from the chair, Zoë wandered into the galley. She found River sitting at the table, polishing the sword she had picked up a few months before on Boros.

“Thinkin o' takin over as First Mate, Mei-mei?”

River grinned, “Loaning it to you... to practice with Duncan.”

Zoë nodded and sat down at the table. She noticed that there were two mugs in front of the young pilot. River slid one across to Zoë, “You might need this.”

Zoë inhaled the aroma wafting from the mug. They usually didn't have real coffee but they had splurged on some real beans a few months back. Kaylee had rigged up a roaster in the engine room.

“Thanks,” Zoë muttered after her first sip, “For the sword too.”

“Needed,” was all that River said.

“Who's turn to make breakfast?” Zoë asked.

“Ge-ge” River grinned.

Zoë's dark complexion actually paled, “Ugh...”

“If you would like...”

“Please,” Zoë replied with a grin.

Smiling, River got to her feet and began gathering ingredients for the morning meal. Like anything else she did. River was an excellent cook. Unlike her brother.

“What is Mr. Macleod up to this morning?” Zoë asked.

River cocked her head slightly and grinned, “Reuniting with fa