Title: We all have our battles
Part Nineteen: Full Dose
Author: Kayson
Disclaimer: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No I do not own Firefly. No I do not own DarkAngel. No I do not own Andromeda. No I do not own the Labyrinth. And finally, No Alec Baldwin is not my boyfriend.
Spoilers: Of Course
Summary: We meet the mystery man and the crew of Serenity finally sees what Book saw.
A/N: Okay, I know. A little late on the update but I just haven't had a lot of time, what with trying to keep my grades up and all. Anyway. I think I spelled Mal's last name wrong so if someone could correct that. Thanks. So, please review. Enjoy.
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Everyone in the room silently echoed her prayer, waiting for the captain to tell them what it was.
~~~~~
" Well?" Mal leaned over the chair Wash was sitting in, trying to get an angle where he could read what it was.
" Not Reavers. It's a newer ship, top of the line."
" Alliance?" Mal didn't realize he was holding his breath until Wash answered.
" No. A completely unmarked ship. Get this. They're following us." Wash snorted at what he obviously thought was a very stupid move.
" What else can you tell me?"
" Not much. They aren't much bigger than us, but they aren't a cargo ship."
" Which means they're probably gonna have bigger guns."
" Yep. And being newer, they'll probably gonna be able to out-maneuver us. What now, oh mighty Captain?" Wash didn't want to admit it, but he was a little bit scared. Mal never would admit it, but he was scared too.
Mal never got a chance to tell Wash what to do because a message popped up on the screen.
" Captain Reynolds. It's good to finally meet you. I was wondering if we could talk."
" Looks to me like we are."
" I was thinking in a more... private, face-to-face setting."
" What about?" Mal was leaning against another console with his arms crossed over his chest, trying to figure out why he didn't like this guy.
" Business. Or maybe my informant was misinformed. He said you did all kinds of... odd jobs." Mal didn't like his tone of voice, or the way he paused searching for words.
" I don't see any problem with that. My ship or yours?"
" Yours, of course. I'll be ready to dock in fifteen minutes?"
" I'll be waiting." The image went blank.
" What the hell does he want?"
~~~~~
" So that's what's goin' on. Simon, you take River and just put her somewhere. I want Jayne and Zoë with me on this. The rest of you just, vanish." They did. It was just too bad that Book and Tara hadn't heard his orders.
" What do you think they want sir?" Zoë asked, as the three waited for the other ship to dock.
" I don't know, but I'm itchin' ta find out." Putting on his best fake smile, Mal watched as the doors opened on their guests. " Ask me it's somethin' real important."
~~~~~
" So what do you want us to do?" Mal asked, wanting this 'gentleman' off his ship. The man however had other ideas. He had brought food and insisted on eating it with Jayne, Zoë and Mal.
Clicking his tongue against his teeth, the man answered, " Patience, my dear fellow. All will be revealed in time." He took another bite out of his sandwich.
" Well, at least tell me why you needed so much security?" The man, a Captain Geoffrey Motarin, had brought at least twenty-armed security men.
" One can never be too careful."
Jayne snorted, " Right." Mal shot him a glare.
~~~~~
The food was long gone, yet Geoffrey continued to stretch out the meeting, almost as if he was waiting for something.
" Listen, if you have a job for us, we'd appreciate being told about it, or you can just leave."
" Touchy." At that moment, Tara walked through the door, not really noticing the situation.
" Mal, is it okay if Book and I do some experiments-" She stopped in her tracks when she saw Geoffrey's smiling face.
" Hello."
" No. No, I'm dreaming. This isn't real. You aren't here!" Tara's was very scared and it showed.
" It's very real, milady."
Motioning to two of the guards, he turned back to Mal. The guards latched on to Tara's thrashing arms.
" I believe we're done here. Thank you." Standing to leave, he was confronted by a very angry Jayne.
" I don't think so. Tara is a member of this crew and you can't just take her."
Before the three could move, all but three bodyguards were ready to kill them.
" She is not a member and I can 'just take her'." Jayne spoke up, fighting the urge to jump over the table.
" She's my sister." His eyes flashed, bright and hot as this monster of a man stood before him.
" She's your sister, is she? Well, I'll show you what your sister really looks like."
Snapping his fingers, another guard came forward with a needle.
" Full dose." He commanded, watching as Tara started tugging harder.
" NOOO!" She screamed, every ounce of fear coming through loud and clear.
The tip of the needle bit into the flesh near her collarbone just as the rest of the crew came to find out why Tara was screaming. In front of their eyes, Tara's hair lengthened and darkened, her fingers, arms and legs lengthened.
When the crew caught sight of her eyes, there was a collective gasp. Her eyes were a misty blue color, and they were shining like they had been when she had caused the other captain from so long ago to go flying.
As her struggles increased, the guards gripped her arms harder. Snarling, the crew caught sight of what really scared them.
Part Nineteen: Full Dose
Author: Kayson
Disclaimer: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No I do not own Firefly. No I do not own DarkAngel. No I do not own Andromeda. No I do not own the Labyrinth. And finally, No Alec Baldwin is not my boyfriend.
Spoilers: Of Course
Summary: We meet the mystery man and the crew of Serenity finally sees what Book saw.
A/N: Okay, I know. A little late on the update but I just haven't had a lot of time, what with trying to keep my grades up and all. Anyway. I think I spelled Mal's last name wrong so if someone could correct that. Thanks. So, please review. Enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Everyone in the room silently echoed her prayer, waiting for the captain to tell them what it was.
~~~~~
" Well?" Mal leaned over the chair Wash was sitting in, trying to get an angle where he could read what it was.
" Not Reavers. It's a newer ship, top of the line."
" Alliance?" Mal didn't realize he was holding his breath until Wash answered.
" No. A completely unmarked ship. Get this. They're following us." Wash snorted at what he obviously thought was a very stupid move.
" What else can you tell me?"
" Not much. They aren't much bigger than us, but they aren't a cargo ship."
" Which means they're probably gonna have bigger guns."
" Yep. And being newer, they'll probably gonna be able to out-maneuver us. What now, oh mighty Captain?" Wash didn't want to admit it, but he was a little bit scared. Mal never would admit it, but he was scared too.
Mal never got a chance to tell Wash what to do because a message popped up on the screen.
" Captain Reynolds. It's good to finally meet you. I was wondering if we could talk."
" Looks to me like we are."
" I was thinking in a more... private, face-to-face setting."
" What about?" Mal was leaning against another console with his arms crossed over his chest, trying to figure out why he didn't like this guy.
" Business. Or maybe my informant was misinformed. He said you did all kinds of... odd jobs." Mal didn't like his tone of voice, or the way he paused searching for words.
" I don't see any problem with that. My ship or yours?"
" Yours, of course. I'll be ready to dock in fifteen minutes?"
" I'll be waiting." The image went blank.
" What the hell does he want?"
~~~~~
" So that's what's goin' on. Simon, you take River and just put her somewhere. I want Jayne and Zoë with me on this. The rest of you just, vanish." They did. It was just too bad that Book and Tara hadn't heard his orders.
" What do you think they want sir?" Zoë asked, as the three waited for the other ship to dock.
" I don't know, but I'm itchin' ta find out." Putting on his best fake smile, Mal watched as the doors opened on their guests. " Ask me it's somethin' real important."
~~~~~
" So what do you want us to do?" Mal asked, wanting this 'gentleman' off his ship. The man however had other ideas. He had brought food and insisted on eating it with Jayne, Zoë and Mal.
Clicking his tongue against his teeth, the man answered, " Patience, my dear fellow. All will be revealed in time." He took another bite out of his sandwich.
" Well, at least tell me why you needed so much security?" The man, a Captain Geoffrey Motarin, had brought at least twenty-armed security men.
" One can never be too careful."
Jayne snorted, " Right." Mal shot him a glare.
~~~~~
The food was long gone, yet Geoffrey continued to stretch out the meeting, almost as if he was waiting for something.
" Listen, if you have a job for us, we'd appreciate being told about it, or you can just leave."
" Touchy." At that moment, Tara walked through the door, not really noticing the situation.
" Mal, is it okay if Book and I do some experiments-" She stopped in her tracks when she saw Geoffrey's smiling face.
" Hello."
" No. No, I'm dreaming. This isn't real. You aren't here!" Tara's was very scared and it showed.
" It's very real, milady."
Motioning to two of the guards, he turned back to Mal. The guards latched on to Tara's thrashing arms.
" I believe we're done here. Thank you." Standing to leave, he was confronted by a very angry Jayne.
" I don't think so. Tara is a member of this crew and you can't just take her."
Before the three could move, all but three bodyguards were ready to kill them.
" She is not a member and I can 'just take her'." Jayne spoke up, fighting the urge to jump over the table.
" She's my sister." His eyes flashed, bright and hot as this monster of a man stood before him.
" She's your sister, is she? Well, I'll show you what your sister really looks like."
Snapping his fingers, another guard came forward with a needle.
" Full dose." He commanded, watching as Tara started tugging harder.
" NOOO!" She screamed, every ounce of fear coming through loud and clear.
The tip of the needle bit into the flesh near her collarbone just as the rest of the crew came to find out why Tara was screaming. In front of their eyes, Tara's hair lengthened and darkened, her fingers, arms and legs lengthened.
When the crew caught sight of her eyes, there was a collective gasp. Her eyes were a misty blue color, and they were shining like they had been when she had caused the other captain from so long ago to go flying.
As her struggles increased, the guards gripped her arms harder. Snarling, the crew caught sight of what really scared them.