Author’s Note 1: These characters are not mine, but I’m borrowing them for a minute, thanks Joss! Oh, and Firefly isn’t mine either, but I’m still stealing it for a few minutes. Hope Joss forgives me.

Author’s Note 2: This takes place three months post-Serenity, the BDM. Hope ya’ll enjoy this. Please give feedback. I appreciate it very much. Enjoy!

Author’s Note 3: This is a PG-13 rated fic. Mostly for the Violence,Language, and some sexual content. Pairings involve…well, you’ll see.

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New Beginnings: Part 1

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Mal was carrying a plate with two sandwiches in one hand and two water bottles in the other. He left the kitchen and started walking down the hall towards the cockpit of Serenity.

“Captain!” Mal turned around to see Zoë standing in the hall.

“Yes,” he replied.

“Everything is loaded and Kaylee’s back on board with some new engine parts and tools to fix the mule.”

“That settles that problem.”

“We have to leave within the hour if we want to make the appointment with our new client.”

“We’re leavin' as soon as I have my lunch Zoë. A hungry Captain ain’t a happy Captain.”

“And no one likes it when you’re grumpy sir,” she replied as she headed toward the cargo bay. Mal started walking down the hall again.

“Mal, we got a problem, a big one,” said Jayne as he walked over to Mal.

“What is it now Jayne,” he replied to the mercenary.

“I can’t find Vera anywhere. I looked everywhere and I even asked that crazy moonbrained sister of the Doc’s. Someone stole my gorram gun Mal!”

“You didn’t leave it in your bed this time did ya,” replied Mal.

“I…” Jayne paused for a minute and thought about what Mal said. “I gotta go check my bed.” Mal just shook his head in disbelief. Finally I’ll get to eat my gorram sandwich now in peace and quiet, Mal thought to himself.

He continued walking down the hall and entered the cockpit.