Title: The Man For The Job

Author: AlsoKnownAs

Rating: PG13 for violence.

Pairings (if any): Not really. Implied Kaylee/Simon just like on the show.

Summary: Keeping a promise to Kaylee brings trouble to Mal and the crew after a job on the planet of Argonas goes wrong. Multi-chapter fic set during the series.

Disclaimer: The God who is Joss Whedon owns the masterful brilliance that is Firefly. I simply bow before him and borrow these characters to make a fic in tribute.

Feedback: Always. Reviews are like sex, I don't get much but I’ll take what I get even if it’s bad.

Distribution: If it goes anywhere I want to know about it first.

Author’s Notes: This story takes place during Firefly.

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Mal’s eyes narrowed and he raised his head just enough to look out from under a furrowed brow.

“By my reckonin’, we ought be done here.” he began. “But since the payment ain’t even near on half of what we agreed upon, I think you got yourself some coin t’be gettin’.” Mal lifted his head and unclipped the holster that sat on his hip. “Best be doin’ that ‘fore my patience wears itself thin.”

Mal barely had time to jerk his head to the right as the first of three bullets whizzed by him. The second and third buried themselves in the wood of a pillar as the captain dove for the ground, rolling hard. He scrambled for the cover of a table that Zoe and Jayne had turned on it’s side in an effort to find a place to hide.

“Tryin’ your hand at makin’ friends again I see.” Jayne stated as he stood behind Vera’s bark.

Two men fell from the banister they had been using to rain bullets down upon them. Jayne retreated to the relative safety of the upturned table.

“Ain’t my fault!” Mal shouted over the echoing gun blasts.

“Just like the last time.” Jayne muttered.

“It ain’t!” Mal repeated, turning to Zoe in hope of getting some reassurance.

She simply gave him a sideways glance before delivering her own volley of shots into the enclosing melee.

“Never is, Sir.” she said simply.

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