Disclaimer: I don't own Firefly. Aw, man...
Tag to War Stories
Drabble
A/N: I was rewatching my Firefly DVD's and the look on Inara's face when she was talking to Mal after they rescued him from being tortured stuck in my head and spawned this drabble. It's not my best work, but I don't usually write Firefly fics. Anyway, please R&R. Thanks.
When she looks at Mal's face, which currently resembles ground up meat, she feels a hot burning anger course through her, like nothing she's ever felt before. Inara sees the blood and the wounds that mare his body and she wants to get her hands around the necks of the men who did this to him. It makes her go cold inside to think of everything he went through, to think that if it hadn't been for Zoë and Wash's quick thinking and bravery he might not have come back at all. And for some reason that makes her ache inside and she wonders if she could stand not seeing him again. She has a sneaking suspicion that the answer is no.