By dulceamargo (aka Erica)
Disclaimer: All characters herein sole property of Joss Whedon and Universal and Fox (not me); no intention of copyright infringement is implied; I'm writing these out of the love of Firefly 'verse, not for coin. Spread the word and don't stop the signal
Rating: G
Spoilers/Timeline: after the BDM
A/Notes: My very first attempt at fan-fiction, I thought a double drabble would be an easy way to go.
Summary: 2 separate drabbles that are contemplative, but related to that leaf on the wind…
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Zoë rolled over, half-asleep, but still remained on her side of the bed. His side was smooth and the pillow aligned with exact precision. She never did understand how he could live with the clutter, sparse as it were.
Life in the black went on as usual; easier for the moment, in fact. They had picked up a decent job soon after Serenity was repaired and River was doing well enough at the dinosaur-laden helm from what she could tell. The captain constantly beamed about his little albatross.
For as full of cargo as they were, Zoë was as empty.
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River kept her distance, now; like he did, but different. She barely stayed in her quarters, sleeping under the stars in the copilot's chair. She could fly the ship without much trouble, but she wasn't the pilot. Not yet, and probably never. Not the way he was.
She didn't need to be, but it was the nature of the thing. She understood her place. The captain and her brother were the only ones who saw her on a regular basis, now, but she was alright with that, too. This was a kind of solitude she could live with, at least.