Chapter 3

Sam and Dean looked around the ship, taking in everything.

"Follow me." Mal said. The boys followed Malcolm into the kitchen.

"Nice place you've got here." Dean commented.

"Thank you." Mal answered, "This is the kitchen. You can get any food you want here. The next meal is in two hours. You are allowed anywhere on the ship, except the bridge and the hold." Sam and Dean both nodded.

Simon walked into the room. He looked at the two new kids in the room, "New recruits?"
"Passengers, actually." Malcolm corrected.

"Well, hello. I'm Simon." He held out his hand to Dean.

"The name's Dean." Dean responded, shaking his hand, "And this is Sam."

"Nice to meet you." Simon said genuinely.

"Simon, take them to their rooms. You boys get settled in. We're off in ten." Mal told them. He then strolled off towards the bridge of the ship.

"This way." Simon led them to two empty rooms. They were both pretty small and bare, each containing a bed with drab white sheets.

"Thanks, but we'll only need one room." Dean looked over to Simon, who nodded and lead them further down the hallway, passing doors to other rooms as they went. The group stopped in the doorway of a larger room, this one containing two beds and a small tray table that folded up against the wall.

"Well, if there's anything you two need, feel free to ask. I'm just down the hall." Simon walked off towards his room.

When he reached his room, he saw River sitting on the bed. "Who are they?" she asked.

"Just some new passengers." Simon told her, "They're names are Sam and Dean."

As Dean walked into their new room, Sam coughed again, sounding much more violent this time. Dean sat down on his brother's bed. He rubbed his brother's back.

"I'm fine." Sam told him before Dean could ask.

"No, you're not. You're getting sick."

"I'm ok." Sam said with a yawn.

"Get some sleep. I'll come get you when it's time to eat, ok?"

Sam nodded and laid down on the bed. Dean got up and threw their bag onto the other bed. He then slid open the door and left the room, closing the door behind him.

"So what's the job, Captain?" Zoe asked. They were standing on the bridge with Wash at the wheel.

"We are gonna head to Ariel, we've got a heist there." Malcolm answered.

"What are we after?" Wash spoke up.

"Some rich folk are havin' a party. Turns out they've got some gold that our client wants. Rivalin' businesses and all that." Mal explained.

"Isn't it always?" Zoe asked with a smile.

Little did they know, Dean was just outside the bridge, listening to every word.

Thieves, eh? Should have known. Not that it was really that big of a problem. They were thieves too. Had been all their lives, him and Sam. But Dean still wanted to learn more. He had a right, after all, if he's going to be traveling with these people. He would sneak into the hold at night, he decided, see what he could find.

"Well, I'm going to go check on Kaylee." Malcolm said.

Dean quickly ran off, back towards his room before the captain could catch him spying.