TITLE: "NO RULES"

AUTHOR: Alison M. DOBELL

FANDOM: "FIREFLY"

PAIRING: No specific pairing.

RATING: R.

STATUS: SEQUEL to "THE NAME OF THE GAME"

ARCHIVE: Yes. Just let me know where.

FEEDBACK: Welcomed.

EMAIL: AlisonMDobell@aol.com

WEBSITE: http://carlajane.50megs.com/Ali00.html

SUMMARY: "The Captain and womenfolk try to work on a

plan of escape without giving the game away. Meanwhile

Zoe has plans of her own."

The usual disclaimers apply. The characters and 'Firefly'

are the property and gift of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.

No infringement of copyright is intended.

"NO RULES"

A "Firefly" story

Written by Alison M. DOBELL

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It should have been relatively easy. After all there were more of them than him and they knew the house and grounds inside out. The problem was that in addition to being vain, spoilt and privileged Atherton Wing was also paranoid. About everything, especially his current prize possession. Might be a bordello but right now it was pretty much an airtight one. Only folks going in or out were Atherton's men. It made the sneaking out at night plan somewhat less than a sure thing. Annie's face fell, the women looking a whole lot less confident than they had when the plan had first been mooted. Oddly enough the only safe place for any of them was in the Captain's room. With all the soft furnishings and such, couldn't exactly call it a cell but in effect that was what it was. Carla sat on the bed next to the fitfully sleeping Captain. She trailed a light hand down his arm in a soothing gesture. Evie sat the other side of him and brushed the hair from Mal's face. She was frowning. "What do you suppose he's dreamin' about?"

Carla snorted. "Way he's tossin' an' turnin'? More like a nightmare."

That hushed them for a few moments, the girls feeling even more depressed. Anna looked from face to face before speaking in her slow and deliberate fashion. "This ai