Part five: the rest of the fourth day.
Previous chapters to be found: , , and . Disclaimer : Some are mine, some aren't. If you need more help than that, I don't think you're going to get it. Ever. Rating : Let's say PG-13. Things get a little heated (not by much, relax). Comment : I *know* this one was a long time coming, I got distracted by all the other fic. I'm sorry. Feedback: Comment (please! making me beg is not fair) or send an email: wily_one24@yahoo.com.au ***
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Kaylee walked into the shop and let her eyes linger on the familiar surfaces. She'd spent an inordinate amount of time in here, pestering her dad when she was very young to let her help and eventually, when he finally relented and let her work here, pestering him to let her go a little early.
"Thought you were nearly finished in here?"
There was no one visible on the work floor, which meant he was somewhere melded inside one of the machines and she wasn't about to start looking through each and every one.
"So did I." Frank stuck his head out of a nearby Capissen, his eyes smiled a welcome, but his face frowned at her. "We got some new engines in. Thought I told you, you weren't to be workin' while you was here."
"Daddy." A slight chide in her voice, she could feel him melting already. "It's nothin' too big. Just a favor I said I'd do."
"Yeah, well." He pointed off to the left corner. "They delivered it this morning. That one's yours."
"Thanks." A quick peck to his cheek. "Usual tools in the usual place?"
He scoffed at her.
"Where else would they be?" Frank placed a hand on the back of his daughter's head and let