Standard disclaimers apply. Firefly, Serenity, and the original characters are not mine. This was written for fun, not profit. Two new characters are mine, but Joss can have them if he wants because they really want to come out and play.

Archiving: Just let me know where.

Rating: PG for mild language

Pairings: All bets are off. Okay, not all bets….

SHUTTLE TWO

INTERIOR

Wash and Simon turn and look at one another, mouths open, confused looks on their faces. Kaylee stands behind them, equally confused and a little stunned.

Jenny is sitting on the floor, slumped against the bulkhead behind the cockpit. She looks like hell. Her clothes are torn and bloody, she's cut and bruised. Her left leg is propped up on her large backpack, obvious swelling in her knee and ankle. She looks up at Wash and Simon, who are starting toward her, a hint of confusion passes across her face, and then she smiles.

JENNY: (Taken back just a bit, tinged with pain, but sort of enjoying the moment and the looks on their faces.) Hello ge-ge, … hello Simon. (then back at Mal, who is standing over her, looking as confused as everyone). When you said you had a doc on board I wasn't expecting a "real" one. I should have known you'd only pick the best for your crew.

Simon grabs his bag from Kaylee without even looking at her. He and Wash rush toward Jenny and everyone is talking over each other.

MAL: (Confused) It's a long story, but I'm sure not half as interesting as how you know our medic.

SIMON: (Personal, not professional) Jenny, oh my God, I never thought I'd ever see you again. What happened to you? (Examining her wounds) Did they beat you with something?

WASH: (Very concerned) Sweetie, nî shòu shäng le. What happened? Who did this too you. Where’s Tom?

JENNY: (Loud, but kind) BEE-jway! Please.

Everyone stops and looks at her.

JENNY: (Voice breaking, tearing up a bit. Her speech reflects her pain) Someone took Tom. I have no idea who or where. I'll tell you what I know, just le