Defining Traitor

Sequel to http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=3995>Relativity.

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Part Four of Four

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http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=4290>Part One

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=4316>Part Two

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=4345>Part Three

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Serenity attached to a large ship when they arrived at the coordinates specified on the letter Jo had received. In the cargo bay, Mal and Jo exchanged a glance before looking back at Zoe and Jayne. Zoe gave a small nod, while Jayne just looked as annoyed as he always did. They walked out of Serenity, going through the transport tunnel until they arrived at a large metal door to the other ship. Jo stared at the door. While Jo shouldn’t have been nervous, seeing as how she had a strong feeling that this was all a sham, she was indeed nervous. If this was all a lie, what was the point? Why had this person gone through so much trouble to get her here? Yes, Jo was nervous, though she put on an indifferent front. The large doors slid open after a few moments.

A huge chrome room could be seen as the doors opened, a few windows spread evenly over the walls. A young man stood in front of a window and looked out into the blackness of space. The young man was, in fact, dressed all in black, his hands grasping each other behind his back. The young man had thick, wavy black hair to go with all his black clothes. His long black coat hung past his knees, down all the way to his black boots. He turned when he heard his four guests walk into the room. The doors to his ship closed after the four entered, and the young man turned around. He looked at them with his dark brown eyes, and he looked to be about Jo’s age, maybe a few years older. He would have been handsome if he wasn’t looking so solemn. “Are you Josephine Laronn?” the young man asked in a smooth voice.

“Depends on wh