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BUCKY AND BOB - Judge & Jury....................

Year 2512

Fall

New Cannan

(Written by Blake and Jena)

~~cont. from http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=5714 ~~

As the fire continued over his head, Wash popped open one eye and looked around his surroundings. "Rung Tse Song Di Ching Dai Wuo Tzo..."

He flipped over the top of the table so the legs were sprawled out on their sides towards the men firing behind him. Wash was on the leg side, as if he was protecting himself from Zoe's fire. Not wasting a perfect opportunity, one of the big guys came out and dove down thanks to the table cover to grab Wash.

Zoe shook her head, leveling the shot gun and firing again as she moved towards Wash. The man going after Wash continued to fall, but what had been a dive for the pilot became a falling death, blood seeping through several holes in his hide. "That's three." She looked towards the final combatant, who had found a pile of rubbish to duck behind. "Gonna make it four?"

The room had become quiet, almost too quiet, as fire flood ceased.

All but jumping into Zoe, as sudden movement exploded from behind the boxes, Wash sighed in relief, hearing running fading away into the back part. Having been running on nothing short of much adrenaline and a little wit, he looked over his shoulder at her. "You just saved my life."

The statement was sort of a thank you, a creeped out statement at what occurred and most, it was with impressed astonishment that she just took out those men whom smelled, drank and were playing cards with him moments ago.

The Amazon woman ejected the spent cartridge from the shotgun, looking over the room with a faint sense of disgust. It really was a waste,