Hi there!

This is my first Firefly fanfic ever and the secnd I write in english since it is not my natural language. In fact, most of the english I know I've learnt it from mr. Whedon series and Pratchett's books, but I try to do my best so please, at least read the fic and tell me what do you think, ok? Even if it is to say that my mandarin is better than my english.

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I'm editin the fic a little because "CastIronJack" made me notice a very big mistake in Simon characterization...

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Here it goes, it's a little vignette at the end of 'Bushwacked'.

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“I’m sorry”

“Cào nî zûxian shí bâ dai!!!” Mal jumped from his chair, bolting around and aiming his gun at Simon who backed away, startled. “Damnit, boy!! Gorram went into you? I could’ve shoot you in the spot!!”

“I’m sorry” The doctor said again, although Mal wasn’t sure if he was repeating his last statement or apologising for scare the hell out of him. Not that he cared.

“What do you want?” he asked finnally, putting the weapon back to it’s place and sitting again.

“I wanted to apologize...” the doctor advanced through the dinner room and stopped near him, next to te table. He looked tired, dark patches under his eyes.

“You did, no need to mention this any further... just don’t startle me again if you want to keep your face with the regular five holes.”

He heard the boy sighing, probably wandering if he was chûn or simply playing it. No need to ease his mind about that.

“I meant that I’m sorry for doubting you before... when the Alliance were going to board us.”

“You’re sorry you thought I was goin’ to betray you, or you’re sorry you thought it and you got all mad for no reason since I was plannin’ to keep you two safe?”

The young doctor’s frown, that he had rarely seen at ease, deepened. He’d said it as a joke, but Simon was actually thinking about the question.

“I’m sorry I doubted you with no reason... but I can’t help doubting you..