"Right. Kaylee's doing what she needs 'ta, it's our turn now. River, where'd you say that trapdoor is?" Mal and Jayne joined Zoe, Simon, and River at the only blueberry bush in sight.
"Don't"
"What?"
"It's a trap. Explosives rigged to the door." She buried her head in Simon's shoulder, her eyes shut tight.
"What?" Mal wasn't quite sure what to do. They needed to get that gold, they'd made a deal. And Serenity was a few parts short of being safe to fly much longer. But he wasn't about to risk one of his own's life, even if he wasn't sure that girl even knew what she was saying.
"Capt'n? I got some rope here, we could tie it to the door, open it up far away." Zoe un-coiled a length of rope.
"Sounds good, Zoe. Get on that, Jayne, you radio Wash and tell him to be expectin' some noise. Alright, ev'ryone back!" The crew stepped back a good distance, and Zoe pulled the rope.
"I work on a transport ship. We go all across the 'verse" Kaylee smirked a bit, thinking of RJ's promise way back when.
"Wow. I tried doing that, but it just wasn't for me, ya' know." Almost 12 years, and RJ was still as pretentious as ever. "So I stopped here on this little rock, and I've been here since."
"Don't it get boring? I mean, I sure'd be bored outta my mind working in the same shop everyday."
"Well, it ain't so bad. Sure, nothing ever happens her. Ever. But I'm the only shop around, so I get lots of customers. Speaking of, howdy, Ms. Holland!" RJ walked over to help the old lady that walked in. Kaylee closed her eyes and tried to see if she could hear anything from the basement. She wasn't oblivious to the three armed guards trolling the store. One of them was eyeing her, but probably because he'd never seen her before. She gathered that this was a close community.
A close community that would defiantly try to figure out what that loud bang was. Kaylee knew instantly that the crew had run into some difficulties.
The guards all flinched and rushed towards the front door, going to check what the sound was.
"Wait!" Everyone looked at Kaylee, and she blushed, trying to come up with an excuse. "That's- that's my ship. We're havin' some troubles, see, that's why we landed. My crew's workin' real hard to fix it, but they're bound to run into problems." She finished off with her sweetest smile. The guards looked at RJ, looking to see if they could trust the odd stranger.
"Uh… Kaylee? Yeah. Ok, Is there anything I can do to help y'all out? I got some spare parts in the back, if ya want." The guards all shrugged, and went back to their posts.
"Jeez, Mal. What were ya thinking? If I hadn't covered for you, you'd be caught for sure!"
"But, see, you were there, which was the important part. Besides, we got the gold, and now we're far too far away for anyone to follow. We'll be touching down Santo soon, so if 'ya want anything, give Zoe or me some money. We all know Jayne can't be trusted with that stuff." With all the bustle to leave the moon in a hurry, Kaylee hadn't gotten a chance to talk to Mal yet. Now Zoe and Jayne were arming themselves, not wanting to take any chances.
"You-You guys stole from us?"
Kaylee let out a shriek as Mal, Zoe and Jayne pulled their guns on the stow-away. RJ's hair was pulled back from his face and covered by a cap. He had a heavy jacket on, and a bulging canvas bag in his hand. He was shaking, a little scared animal at the end of a hunter's gun.
"RJ!" Kaylee ran to her old ally, motioning for the crew to lower their guns, which none of them did. "What're you doing here? How'd-what were you thinking? Are you crazy?"
"Kaylee, would you kindly tell me what this tah mah duh hwoon dahn is doin' on my ship?"
"And who he is."
"Good point, Zoe. Who is he?" Kaylee sighed and gave RJ a death stare.
