Seventh of this series, this overly verbously titled episode is a setup for a major plot turn that will be happening in the next episodes. What's more, it introduces the last member of Legacy's crew to join in the first season, and brings back a number of familiar faces.

Now, I might be a bit of a while bringing up episode 8, what with real life getting in the way. It'll be up, sooner or later.

I don't own any of this. Joss does.

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Despite everything that seemed to be going right, Jacob still didn't feel altogether good. He lounged in the copilot's seat, staring up at the night sky. Clouds skudded along obscuring the stars from time to time, as well as the tiny moon that was long ago deemed unfit for even the most rudimentary terraforming. Weren't often that a legitimate job took place in the wee hours of the morning. Weren't often that a politician kept his word, neither, 'specially when his word involved him stepping down when he coulda become the first democratically elected President of Hera.

Which made Zekeal Fredesa a bigger man, in Jacob's estimation, for actually following through. Not much of a smart one, but a bigger one. He said, if the people had the strength to bring down the Alliance, they had the wisdom to find a better leader than he. Then, on the day after the last garrison of Alliance forces on Hera was emptied, Fredesa vanished without a trace.

Course, he knew exactly where the man was. Anne was curled up asleep in her chair, bandages still wrapped 'round her head, but she'd healed up in the last few weeks. She'd be good as new, and that weren't no small miracle. He forced himself up, walking through the darkened ship. He heard Friday's snore, Zane's endless tinkering and such. That kid never slept, given half a chance. He was just happy that Friday kicked off her last boytoy-of-the-week, didn't have anything holding him to the rock when the job came in.

He went down the stairs, giving a nod to Noreen, who was currently en