A Body in Motion Stays in Motion, A Body at Rest...

She lay, dressed in a borrowed robe on the exam table. A thin gray blanket covered her bruised and battered form. Simon worked silently around her as he injected a pain medication into her IV. He reached into a drawer behind him and retrieved a palm sized cream jar. Simon carefully applied the cream to Delia's eyes to help the bruising absorb faster. Her eyes, covered in the cream, were closed. For this, she was grateful. The Infirmary's blinding whiteness bothered her eyes.

"Want some company?" Wash asked as he peeked his head in the door.

"Please, come sit with me." Delia said softly.

Simon gently worked bandages around her head, covering her eyes. The cream needed to be on for one hour.

"I'll be right back, Delia. Don't touch the bandage." Simon warned, as he left the Infirmary.

"How are you feeling?" Wash asked.

"I feel better. Little food, Little medicine. I still feel weak."

"We've slowed a bit, allow Simon to doctor you before we get where we're goin'"

Delia nodded.

"I understand I have you to thank for some skin." Delia said.

"I live to serve." Wash said.

"Where'd he take it from?

"My side." Wash said. He took Delia's hand and guided her fingers to the incision site.

"I'm so sorry"

"It's no big deal. What's a little skin between friends?" Wash cracked.

Wash kept hold of her hand as he pulled it away from his side.

"You're strong to live through Niska's torture for nearly 2 weeks. I almost didn't make it."

"He tortured you?"

"Yeah, me and Mal both. We were afraid that when we handed over the Lassiter, he would grab Mal again. But he didn't. He only wanted the gun."

"I didn't even know you guys were the ones who nicked the Lassiter. When Niska kept asking me about it, I figured it out."

Zoe walked past the Infirmary and saw Wash was with Delia.

She walked in silently. Wash looked to Zoe and smiled. Delia was better.

"Jiejie, come in." Delia said.

"How did you know it was me?" Zoe asked.

"Keen Spy Senses." Delia rep