A/N: Sorry to make you guys wait. I hope it was worth it. I'm trying to really set up for a whole lotta drama.

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Chapter 4

Mal dipped his head once at Jayne who nodded right back before Mal kicked down the door and they both stormed in, guns drawn and pointed at the four inhabitants of the room.

One man slid back from the table in surprise , where the four men were seated, but Thayer just continued to shuffle his hand of cards coolly before saying, “Well Captain Reynolds, I didn’t send you a WAVE and you certainly didn’t send me one, so you can understand as to why I’m a little upset by this, how shall we say, unfriendly disturbance.”

Thayer looked at Mal patronizingly.

“I like my entrances to make a statement.” Mal quipped with a humorous shrug of the shoulders.

One of Thayer’s men stood and shoved his chair back into Jayne which caused quite the upheaval. Jayne bent over from the pain in his gut for all of two and a half seconds before quickly hitting him hard enough to knock him up and onto the table, and then he moved to fight the second man who had run up behind the first, “Ooo, goodie, seconds.”

Thayer nodded his head to his large henchman and looked at Mal. Even though Mal still had his gun trained on Thayer, when the henchman stood to his full height, Mal’s face twisted in the most comical ‘holy crap’ kind of way. About a full second of stunned silence passed before Mal said, “Alright, then.” and nodded his head matter-of-factly before deftly moving to shoot him in the chest.

The henchman stumbled backwards for a second and glared at his now bleeding chest and then back at Mal before approaching Mal again.

Mal’s frame went from rigid to a comic shake of his body as he said high pitched, “God! Don’t you die?”

Two more shots to his chest and he dropped to the floor in a dull thud.

When Thayer realized his men were so easily dispatched he stood quickly and moved to leave the room, but as he