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A Helping Hand- a Firefly oneshot.
Set post-TV series, one year, three months post-BDM
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Watching the primary buffer panel fly past as he entered atmo, Malcolm Reynolds cursed savagely. 'Can't get that gorram thing to stay on more'n a month without it comin' off at the worst possible time…' Mal looked for an area he could divert to that wasn't a screaming blizzard, and all he could see was white. 'I hate this go-se-eating iceball…'
Struggling to remember what River had done the last time this happened, and coming up blank, he was reaching for the intercom when she slid into the co-pilot's seat and skillfully took control, riding the shockwave of re-entry like a master, all the while with an absent-minded look on her face and only half an eye on the controls. The other half was focused on nothing, at least nothing anyone else saw.
Mal was in awe as she turned the ship deftly, and set her down in the exact center of their designated pad, and he thought, 'Wish I knew how she does that…'
"Wash told me…" Mal jumped, despite himself, at River's statement, then smirked. Not thinking of revenge at all, nope, he instead dredged up every sexual encounter he had ever had, and laughed to see her blush. "Maybe that'll teach you to read me, little girl."
Still laughing, Mal got up and left the cockpit on his way to the cargo bay. Turning to the corner, she said, "Thank you, Wash."
"You're welcome, mei mei. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a certain dark-skinned warrior woman to spy on." Leering widely, the spirit of Wash started to sink into the floor, but paused partway through, and smiling widely, he said," And good luck with the captain, the Dear and Fluffy Lord knows you'll need it, not to mention the patience of a saint, the constitution of a…" His voice trailed off as he finished descending, leaving a blushing River to contemplate her plans in silence.
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A/N: Just a short little one-shot to pass the time. Review to let me know what you think.