“Firefly class Serenity calling Eden Station.”

No answer.

“Firefly class Serenity calling Eden Station, Medea. Do you read?”

Still nothing.

“Should I try again?” Inara asked Mal, somewhat doubtful. They’d been asking for nearly an hour to no avail.

“Tell you what, just tell them we’re on our way to pick up our property,” Mal told her, “Give ‘em an hour.”

Inara just shrugged and turned back to the comm link.

“Firefly class Serenity calling Eden Station. Be advised, we land in one hour to pick up cargo left behind.”

The unit crackled and popped to life. Someone definitely heard that.

“Serenity this is Eden Station, please repeat last. ”

Voice only, no picture. Sounded a bit like Kellerman.

“We’ll be landing within the hour,” Inara said coolly.

“Serenity, we advise you not to land at this time. We’re experiencing an outbreak here. The whole town is in lockdown.”

The voice, whoever it was, sounded worried.

“We’re aware of your situation Eden Station. We’ll be landing within the hour.”

Inara cut the link and looked up at Mal.

“You’re sure about this?” she asked.

“Don’t have much choice.”

****

Wash was really confused.

Less then half an hour ago Chang and one of his foremen showed up and dragged him away from the line. They hadn’t said anything to him about why or even where they were going, so he was a bit surprised when he was shoved back into his cell and told to clean up and pack.

Wash didn’t really have to pack seeing as he never unpacked. He liked to keep everything in his trunk; it was something he’d done since leaving Demeter. Even when he’d been on Serenity he hadn’t unpacked, not completely. Unpacking was too much like declaring yourself home.

Wash had stayed on Serenity for a lot longer then he had planned too. Probably would have stayed longer if...

Until Serenity he hadn’t thought he could settle. Usually, after about six months, he just got itchy to leave. Crew would get on his nerves or the captain would start tellin