The sounds of loading ammunition could be heard all over the main-bay of Serenity. Leather straps being tightened, knuckles and necks being cracked; smell of fuel emitting from the mule's open gas port. All these sounds had become a regular on-board Malcom Reynold's boat. Jobs had been boasting well for the Capn' and his crew. So much so that they even managed to buy their way out of a bit o' trouble on the last heist that involved an Assasin prostitute. Mal ascended up the stairs to the cockpit where River was just gettin' ready to set Serenity down.

"Ok. Now, let's go over this again, lil'bit. You set us down, you pick us up. We ain't lookin' for much of a fire fight from *diyu*. But reckon trouble's bound to follow us, I'll be needin' you to swoop down and get us out."

River nodded, her face wiped clean of emotion. In fact, the whole crew was silent. Not a word was said. It was another train hiest and they had come to hate train robbing, each time they had done it something always got spun about.

"It's ready Sir."

Said Zoe as she handed Mal the remote to the Mule. The Mule had been rigged up with a Black blast shield that covered the top of the hover-craft, and two remotes. One remote was to fly and control the craft without a living pilot. The second was a detonation remote. The mule had been jacked up with fifty-five pounds of C-4c explosives.

"We're comin' up on it now Capn'."

Kaylee's voice came over the intercom. Mal looked over to the other's. Zoe, Jayne, and Simon looked set.

"We will probally not be comin' back."

Zoe looked up as Mal Spoke. "Please Sir. No goodbyes. We need to stay focused."

" Right" He replied.

"I told Kaylee. I know I did." Simon didn't realize he was thinking out loud. He looked up to see everyone looking at him as if to ask, *Told her wha?*

"Oh. hehe. Sorry."

Not a sound was to be heard. All was silent. All the sounds of loading weapons and strapping gear were cut quiet. Th