Series: MAKE ME A STONE

Title: Pray there ain't no more surprises.

Author: Kispexi2

Rating: R - not really explicit, but the hints are not very subtle!

Pairing: Mal/Simon

Betaed by: Wedjateye

WARNING SLASHFIC

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NOTE: This story takes place shortly after the events of 'Objects in Space' but before those of the Serenity comic book series 'Those Left Behind'.

I plan to cover the events of the comics and the movie (or, rather, twist them to my own purposes!) and to continue the story from there.

Also - the full, uncensored version is here

http://firefly.populli.org/archive/11/praythere.shtml

PRAY THERE AIN'T NO MORE SURPRISES.

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“And I'll take five – no, better make that ten boxes of weaves.”

“That all?”

Simon does a quick calculation. The prices in this pharmacy are really very reasonable. He might just have enough money for ... A loud cough makes him look around. Mal is standing in the doorway, making urgent time-to-go-NOW gestures.

Simon snatches up his purchases, shoves all the coin he has across the counter and, telling the astonished assistant to keep the change, hurries out into the street after Mal.

“What-?” he begins.

“No time,” Mal interrupts. “We gotta get out of here. Seems there's a thief about.” He pats a pocket and grins before remembering the seriousness of the situation. “Feds're on the way.”

A shot rings out.

“Zao cao!”

Mal grabs Simon by the arm and drags him into a side alley. He presses himself flat against the wall and Simon, feeling faintly ridiculous, does likewise. Full of trepidation, they wait, until at last a trio of riders flashes past the end of the alley. Federal agents, like Mal said. Simon's stomach flips over.

“This way,” Mal orders, doubling back the way they came.

Blinking, they re-emerge into the sunlight of the market square. A quick scan of the scene and Mal finds what he's looking for. Transport.

“Best you get up behind me,” he tells Simon as th