AN: Okay, this was originally planned to be just a short story. But as I started writing, the characters just wouldn't stop yapping in my head. LOL, it's TRUE! Originally written just to do something about one specific sceene, it just grew out of porportions.

AN2: Yes, ladies and gentlemen, pigs are flying, misskitten is writing SMUT! Now, this is important, I want comments, especially about the smut part, if I'm ever to dare do another one of these I need to know whether or not I'm on the right track, 'kay? But for goodness sake comment the other stuff as well... lol

AN3: For all of you worrying about when it is the next Hangover installment is coming. I'm working on it, Kaylee's chapter's almost finished, and I've started on both Inara's and Zoe's. The last mentioned is the one you should be on the look-out for. I can't say when, but there's definate progress. Plus I've just finished my exam, so there won't be that demanding schoolwork for the next couple of weeks, so I should have more energy to write.

Edit: Thanks to EA for the Beta-ing!

It had to be late afternoon. Though time measurement didn't completely hold out in the black, they were all used to living on central time, just for the sake of order with both work and meals. Kaylee pondered about tripping into the kitchen and grab a snack or something, but being the social creature she was, eating alone just didn't appeal much to her. Besides it wasn't as though she was insanely hungry or anything. Her next query was whether or not to take the trip to her bunk to get washed up. She looked at her hands. They were only slightly grimy. Her clothes were pretty grimeless also, except for her sandals, which she had managed to step into a spill of oil she had made when treating a minor screetching sound from the engine turning.

She washed off her hands and the oil from her sandals, which now were too wet to use. Her working boots were right down in her bunk, but she wasn't too tempted to