Ongoing Path - Firefly Verse
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
AN:
Harry's Mates-
Kaywinnit Lee "Kaylee" Frye is played by Jewel Staite
Inara Serra is played by Morena Baccarin
Saffron is played by Christina Hendricks
River Tam is played by Summer Glau
Zoe Alleyne Washburne is played by Gina Torres
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Harry made an extra effort to calm River's mind during the several day journey to the backwater world of Jiangyin where the cattle Harrow had delivered was to be sold to the shady Grange brothers.
"Need some help getting these animals into the pen?" The sorcerer questioned as he appeared on the catwalk overlooking the cargo hold in the appropriate attire for the job.
"I didn't think you'd own a getup like that let alone know anything about wrangling cattle," Jayne commented.
"I'm a man of many talents Jayne," the wizard pointed out as he got to work.
"Jayne, there is no need to use that rope to get the cattle to go. They are eager enough to be off this ship. We don't want to damage the merchandise," Mal warned.
And the cattle did exit the ship quickly enough. The enchanter used calming charms quite a bit to keep the animals tranquil as they filed into the pen after Book opened the gate.
"I just hope this corral will hold these bovines. It doesn't look up to the task," Book pointed out.
"It'll do," assured the genius engineer after hitting the pen with some strengthening charms.
Harry listened as Zoe and Wash bantered back and forth about smuggling smaller livestock. River was observing the transfer process and probing the cows with her mind under the sorcerer's observation. It didn't take the Grange brothers long to show up.
"Good morning gentlemen…I'll assume you're the Grange brothers. If you've got the money agreed upon I've got some beef steak for you," Mal greeted.
"These cattle don't look well fed. They look rather scrawny to me," one of the brothers observed.
"These animals got milk and hay supplied to them three times a day fed to them by beautiful women," Reynolds assured while thinking of Inara and Kaylee who had assisted in the feeding process.
Inara had made an effort to help out more around the ship after her unofficial retirement as a Companion.
"They is branded," the illiterate second brother added.
"Of course," Harry spoke up. "A fresh band would let any law man who checked know that something wasn't right."
"Twenty a head," the lead brother proposed.
"That's an amusing figure," Mal declared while calling on his new best male friend to aid in the negotiations through the soul connection the two men shared. "It'll be thirty like you agreed on with Badger," asserted the Captain as the resident magician used compulsion charms to reinforce Reynolds' price.
"Fine," the lead brother grumpily agreed so as to not appear too eager at the price.
As the Grange leader counted out the money Kaylee and Inara returned from a visit to the local supply store. Harry had already secreted the money pouch Mal had slipped the sorcerer away in an enchanted pocket when the law men burst out of the nearby woods.
"Elias and Nathaniel Grange, you are both wanted for the illegal killing of Ranch Durban. You are bound by law to stand down," the gun wielding sheriff shouted.
The Grange brothers were taken into custody and relieved of their weapons.
"Who are you?" The Sheriff questioned Mal.
"Just a bystander," assured the Brown Coat.
"Is this your beef?" The Sheriff added in reference to the cattle in the adjacent pen.
"No, it belongs to those men you just arrested. We were thinking of purchasing it from them if they could have provided us with the proper documentation. So far they hadn't yet managed to do so before you showed up," the warlock spoke up to say.
"So boys…do you have the paper on this cattle?" The Sheriff demanded of the captured criminals.
In reply the younger Grange brother elbowed the law man holding him and relieved the falling man of a gun. While the younger Grange male drew on the Sheriff the wizard was already moving to tackle the official out of the way while hurling a dagger through the wrist of the attacker. The older Grange male made to reach for a gun secreted in his boot but was stopped by the appearance of another dagger in his hand.
"There's a third up on the hill," declared Harry as he reached for one of the relieved weapons and quickly took aim.
The third criminal was on the ground clutching his leg before any of the law men could think to react.
"Yeah, he has that effect on people," a smirking Malcolm Reynolds told the officials.
"It's a lie…we were buying the cattle from them," the very much in pain older Grange brother shouted.
"Like I'm going to believe the man who just tried to kill me over the man who saved my life," growled the Sheriff. "Get them back to town," the official added to his men. Turning to the sorcerer the dark skinned man said, "I think you deserve a reward for helping us apprehend these dangerous criminals. This confiscated herd of criminals should do nicely. Let me draw you up some official papers so that you can sell them someplace safer. I'll have my men bring the papers over shortly but I don't suggest straying too far from your ship. There are some loco locals up in the hills that will snatch anyone they think would be useful; doctors, engineers, teachers."
"Thank you," the immortal mage responded.
"No thank you sir," the Sheriff replied before leaving.
After the official had departed Mal commented, "We get the cattle and the money. Taking you on Harry as a passenger was definitely the best thing we ever did."
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With the papers drawn up and delivered it wasn't hard to sell the cattle in an official market at a somewhat lower price than the Serenity crew had just received for the herd but they weren't complaining. The crew was getting paid twice for the same cattle and the second amount was still higher than their cut from the original deal. Harrow promised to do business with the crew of the Firefly after he received his money on time and without incident.
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While Serenity was on one of the border worlds, a planet called Triumph, looking to trade some of the crew's new food supplies for some goods that could best be gotten outside of the closely watched core world territory Zoe, Mal, and Jayne took care of a little bandit problem the locals were having. The locals threw a party for their helpers that night that involved much drinking and dancing. Harry sat back with River and Kaylee watching while the others got drunk and made fools of themselves.
Later on in the celebrations a young attractive redhead approached Mal and put a circlet of flowers on the Captain's head before giving him a bowl of wine as she knelt at his feet.
As the pair then danced Kaylee queried Inara, "Aren't you worried about her stealing your man?"
"In Companion training you learn how to appreciate both sexes. I certainly appreciate that female dancing with Mal," Inara responded while eying the nubile redhead.
Nothing became of the redhead's efforts that night and in the morning Mal decided to take off early when an Alliance patrol ship entered atmosphere. While Wash was taking off Mal was being startled by a stowaway in the cargo hold.
"What are you doing on this ship?" The enhanced Captain asked the redhead from the night before as she walked out from her hiding place among the cargo.
"Didn't the elder explain that I am your wife?" The young woman questioned.
"I don't remember a wedding. I don't think I was that drunk," pointed out the surprised owner of Serenity.
Just then Zoe, Jayne, and Harry entered the room.
"Zoe do you remember me marrying her last night?" Malcolm questioned his old comrade.
"No Sir," the attractive dark skinned female answered.
"I am sorry that I bring shame to you," the very good actress told her apparent husband.
"She's a very good actress. You did technically marry her by the standards of the people we just departed from," the telepathic sorcerer informed the Captain mentally while sharing the information gleaned from the redhead's mind over the soulstar connection between the two males.
Malcolm Reynolds thought fast. Given his new resources and abilities due to being linked to the immortal magician the Firefly owner could definitely take advantage of this deceitful young woman whose current name was Saffron.
"You most certainly don't shame me. I remember you now Saffron. Come and meet my other mate. You see here in space we are polygamous," the Brown Coat Captain explained while leading the redhead off.
"Since when, are we polygamous?" Zoe demanded.
"Since right about now," replied the wizard with a smirk before following the Captain and Saffron.
Inara's reaction was much as it had been the previous night. The former Companion hugged the attractive redhead warmly.
"I think you and I are going to become good friends Saffron," the sultry Inara informed the redhead in a whisper in the younger female's ear, causing Saffron to shiver at the sensuality of the brunette.
When Saffron was shown the kitchen the redhead immediately declared, "I'll cook you both something."
"You don't need to Saffron," Inara replied.
"But I want to," the shy acting female responded to the former Companion.
"If you're sure," Inara relented uncertainly. As the redhead scurried off to the kitchen the brunette added to her man, "A helpful one isn't she."
"I'll reserve judgment on that fact until later," was the Captain's answer.
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"What is that delicious smell?" Wash inquired as he followed his wife into the galley a short while later.
"That would be Saffron's cooking," Inara replied as she sat beside her lover and the redhead eating.
"There's more on the stove. You had so much food to work with in your stores I just made enough for all," Saffron spoke up, deciding it was a good idea to get on the good side of the entire crew if at all possible.
"Thank you Saffron. This does look and smell delicious," Zoe commented as she and her blonde mate retrieved some dinner from the stove.
"It was no problem…I do like pleasing my husband," the sultry young cook responded with a secret smile.
After the meal Inara took Saffron to get freshened up from the dusty world the redhead had been picked up on. Jayne took the opportunity to try to trade Mal for Saffron by using the mercenary's favorite gun for trading material. Naturally Mr. Reynolds declined the offer.
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After a day of puttering about the ship Mal returned to his quarters and took a shower, expecting Inara to turn up pretty soon. When the Brown Coat walked out of the shower toweling himself dry he became aware of a presence in his room.
"Hello there Saffron," greeted Mal. "What can I do for you?"
"It's what I can do for you my husband. Inara helped make me ready for you," the redhead declared shyly, carrying the act through.
Mal knew Saffron's game. The redhead would try and kiss her new husband and knock him out with the compound layered on a film covering her lips.
"Well I'll just have to thank her later," purred the handsome Firefly owner as he pounced on the con artist.
Before Saffron knew what was happening she was on her stomach with the naked Malcolm Reynolds straddling her backside.
"I like it rough baby," Mal whispered huskily into Saffron's ear as he prepared to take the treacherous redhead from behind.
"Whatever pleases you husband," replied Saffron as she realized she wouldn't be able to kiss her husband right away but knew she would at some point.
Smut Scene Here (See hpfanficarchive or ficsite for erotic version)
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"So what is Saffron going to be doing around the ship Captain?" Wash asked the former brown coat over breakfast the next morning.
"Actually she won't be around the ship quite so often," Inara responded. "Saffron has volunteered to expand our customer base for our agricultural endeavors."
With the added growing space the Serenity crew was making more food than they could sell with their limited customer base. Harry didn't mind his friends making a profit in his food market. The amount the Firefly crew was making was nothing when compared to his vast food empire. Besides that, the immortal had his hand in a lot more markets than just food supplies.
"Are you sure she'll be able to handle herself with any trouble she might run into Sir?" Zoe questioned, unsure of the survival skills of her Captain's new wife.
"Harry has agreed to supply Saffron with some goodies of his that will help keep her safe," answered Mal.
That reassured the dark skinned beauty. The handsome inventor was brilliant and had proven himself thus time and time again.
"Speaking of Harry…where is he this morning?" Zoe inquired.
"He's probably still working out or tinkering about the ship," Kaylee suggested. "He's already the fittest man I've ever come across but he works out without fail every morning. The number of new systems I've found on Serenity since Harry came aboard keeps on increasing. He's made quite a few improvements to those systems."
"As long as you are sure they won't fail on us Kaylee then I'm sure they're fine," Mal suggested.
The Captain had every confidence in the ageless wizard's engineering abilities. Mal also knew that right then the green eyed sorcerer was finishing up a daily workout with taking out the trash. This trash came in the form of a chop station that Saffron had been luring Serenity towards. The red haired seductress would use any means necessary in order to con a ship and its crew into going towards the energy net equipped chop station. The crew was killed as their vessel passed through the energy net and the station sold the parts. Saffron was like the sirens of mythos, leading many a ship crew member to their death. This was why the Captain had no trouble binding the bitch as his slave. At that moment Harry was disposing of the chop station's crew and dismantling the death trap via the wizard's advanced ship and abilities. The blue eyed Mr. Reynolds was brought out of his internal musings as several of his crew laughed at a something funny Inara had said. There was a lot more merriment to be had in recent times and the intelligent former soldier knew a certain warlock was the root cause. Mal knew his decision to include the Potter male and River among Serenity's crew was never a choice to regret.
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Serenity touched down on a world known for its production of ceramic products to do a pickup job Mal had acquired. Even though the firefly crew didn't need the money as badly with their food production earnings they still wouldn't turn down many of the jobs of the type they had previously carried out. Mal just had the option to pick and choose which jobs he accepted.
Kaylee and her man were walking by the infirmary on their way to the cargo bay when they heard a noise from inside. When the couple investigated they found the infirmary a mess and Jayne without a shirt taping a gun to his stomach with medical tape.
"Jayne…you couldn't have used some other tape around the ship?" The wizard questioned the mercenary.
"This stuff tears the easiest," Jayne responded.
Mal quickly showed up when he felt the resident sorcerer's ire being raised over the link the two men shared. It wasn't wise to have an immortal wizard pissed off on a spaceship.
"Jayne…you know they don't allow guns at the Canton settlement on Higgins Moon. That fact is non-negotiable," the Captain declared in a commanding tone.
"I was here a few years back and likely made some enemies," Jayne protested.
"That is very nice to hear Jayne. But no arguments…no guns," Mal firmly replied.
"Do you want some help cleaning this up?" Kaylee inquired of her man after Jayne and the Captain left.
"No. I'll take care of it later love," the magician answered.
Before following Kaylee out of the room the sorcerer mentally contacted one of his many house elves who lived on Sanctuary. The elf would clean up the infirmary. When the cargo bay door was opened a short while later a horrid smell assaulted the Serenity crew from the nearby bog.
"And that smell is what makes this place such a great spot to do business for people like us. Unless they have to…nobody comes here," Mal announced.
"Yes, well put these on and we won't have to worry about the smell," the enchanter informed his companions as he passed out devices similar in appearance to the illusion generators he had equipped them with before. "They generate an energy field which will repel foreign smells."
"You're a lifesaver Harry," Wash praised as he slipped the smell blocker on.
"We need to find a man named Kessler so we can locate our goods. Zoe you stay here with Book and River. The rest of you are with me," Mal instructed. As the group walked away from their ship the Captain added, "Harry is going to play as a prospective buyer since he looks the part the most."
"This just isn't right," Jayne muttered as he attempted to disguise himself with goggles and a large hood, completely forgetting about his illusion generator.
The rest of the crew found Jayne's disguises too amusing to remind the mercenary of the illusion generator.
"This area is for employees only," the foreman of the bog extraction words called over a loud speaker when he spotted the Serenity crew. "You'll have to return to landing unless you have business here."
"Do you think we'd come here otherwise?" The immortal questioned with one raised eyebrow as the dirty foreman approached. "I'm considering buying a considerable quantity of your clay product," came the smooth declaration from the green eyed mage.
"Come then…I'll show you around," the foreman suggested as he walked past the sorcerer, patting the older male on the shoulder with a muddy hand. The earth vanished from the warlock's shoulder when nobody else was paying attention. "With over two thousand workers who are mostly indentured we can handle just about any size of order put forth," the foreman explained. "With them receiving so little pay the customer saves a lot of money."
"Would it be alright if we wandered around and inspected the production area? I'm very thorough and like to make sure I'm purchasing quality product," Harry replied.
"Of course Sir," agreed the foreman before leaving the group.
"That was smooth," Kaylee praised her man as the group headed in the other direction from the foreman.
"Slave labor…I hate it," growled the wizard as he scanned the hordes of workers toiling in horrendous conditions.
"Well there isn't much you can do about it," Kaylee pointed out sadly.
"You want to bet," the mage thought to himself.
"I don't think you need to wear that disguise Jayne. Nobody here will remember you since you haven't been here in quite a few years," Wash suggested moments before the group came upon a statue of the disguised mercenary.
"There are certain things you don't think you'll ever see…that statue is one of them," commented the immortal enchanter.
"Jayne, do you want to explain what this statue is doing here?" Mal requested.
"I've got no damn clue Captain," the bewildered mercenary responded. "About four years ago I stole a lot of credits from the magistrate up on the hill but the job went really south and I had to ditch the money."
"I think they captured his essence," Wash commented. "He looks so angry."
The whistle blowing at that moment to signal the shift change caused Jayne to jump in fright.
"Relax Jayne, they don't kill people who they build statues of, at least not right away," spoke up Harry.
"Everywhere I move the statue's eyes keep tracking me," Kaylee added.
As the former hero of the wizarding world Harry knew how uncomfortable it was to have a statue made of you so suggested, "Perhaps we should get on with the job."
"Harry is right. Let's move out of here people," Mal ordered.
The Serenity crew located the local eating and drinking establishment and got a table. As soon as Wash took a drink of one of the local beverages he spit it out and began cursing.
"They call that mudders' milk," Jayne explained as he poured himself a glass. "It has all of the protein, vitamin, and carbs of your grandma's best turkey dinner with fifteen percent alcohol added in."
"Just like liquid bread the ancient Egyptians used to feed their slaves while pyramid building," observed the immortal wizard. "Liquid bred kept the slaves from starving and revolting more often."
"You sure do know a lot," Kaylee praised her man.
"Heads up…the rather better dressed man that just entered is probably looking for us," warned the warlock as the indicated man seemed to focus on the Firefly crew and head towards their table.
"You wouldn't be looking for Kessler would you now?" The older man inquired. "Because I know where Kessler's goods are stashed," added the well dressed man. "Kessler is no longer among the living."
"What happened to him?" Jayne questioned as the newcomer took a seat beside the mercenary.
"Kessler got hacked up and rolled into the bog for moving contraband through town by the factory foreman and the magistrate's thugs," the red outfitted man explained.
"My man is waiting for his merchandise. Do you have any ideas about bringing me that merchandise?" Mal queried.
"We'll think of something to serve as a distraction. You'll know it when you see it," Harry suggested.
As the red suited man nodded in consent and moved away from the table a song broke out by the local guitarist that was titled The Ballad of Jayne Cobb. The Serenity crew paid attention to the song while hiding their expressions of surprise with varying degrees of success. Jayne was described as the hero of Canton by the crowd singing along. The telepathic sorcerer quickly got to the root of the story by scanning the minds of several of the locals surrounding him. Jayne had been forced to ditch the money during the robbery because of a damaged ship. The loot had landed in the bog and the locals had thought Jayne was a modern day Robin Hood. Jayne explained the situation to the others a moment later after hearing in the song what had become of the money.
"60,000 untraceable credits and I ditched it right in the center of a bunch of mud farmers," Jayne lamented.
"Look at it this way Jayne…you're a hero. I'm sure there's a local lass that might find herself hankering after a hero," pointed out the wizard.
A look of sudden realization came over Jayne and he stood suddenly and ripped off his disguise just as the song finished.
There was dead silence for a moment before a young blonde boy shouted, "That's Jayne Cobb!"
As the crowd of grateful mudders mobbed the mercenary the sorcerer leaned over to his companions and whispered, "It looks like we just found our distraction. I'd suggest we get those goods moving while Jayne draws the attention of the magistrate and these good people."
The Firefly crew quickly located the red suited man and persuaded him to take them to the hidden goods with the help of the suave mage.
"And here they are," the red suited man announced a few minutes later as he revealed the goods half buried in the ground in the woods some distance from the tavern.
"Here's your money," Mal replied while handing the man a bag of credits.
"Don't you want to wait until the goods are safely onboard your ship?" The man questioned in confusion.
"They'll make it there just fine," the former brown coat assured as his crew dug out the goods.
The genius engineer was attaching several small disc shaped devices to the pallet the contraband goods were sitting on. The sorcerer then tapped a button on a device on his wrist and the pallet rose into the air via the antigravity field generators that worked much like a levitation charm.
"I suggest we high tail it back to the ship Captain," the warlock proposed.
"Let's go," responded Mal before the crew of Serenity began hiking back to their ship, leaving behind a bewildered black market supplier.
The pallet followed the agile warrior immortal threw often unused trails. Because the pallet floated off of the rough terrain by several feet the smugglers were able to keep clear of any well used pathways. The group reached Serenity without incident.
"You guys worked fast," Zoe commented. "Where is Jayne?"
"He's in town having a bit of fun. We'll head back in a bit to make sure he doesn't get himself shot. Wash will stay behind and fill you in while he helps you get this stuff stowed away. Have you heard any word from Inara and Saffron?" The Captain queried.
"Yes, they got the shipment out to Saffron's new customer just find. I have to say…I'm surprised to see Inara doing that kind of work. From Companion to farmer…it's unusual," Zoe responded.
"Well she enjoys it and that's all that matters," Mal pointed out.
Inara was working with Saffron to harvest and deliver the food stuffs the Serenity's crew was growing on their captured cruiser. The work was different than what Inara was used to but in her opinion that was a good thing. Harvesting wouldn't take long with some of the devices the immortal engineer had crafted for the two women and then they would return to Serenity for a time while the next crop grew.
"Don't expect us back until tomorrow sometime. I think Jayne deserves to have a little fun for being a good distraction. Who knows…maybe being a hero will even change him a bit," Mal announced.
"A hero Captain," Zoe responded in a confused tone.
"Come on honey, I'll fill you in," Wash informed his wife.
"I'm sure you will baby," the perceptive mage heard Zoe whisper to her spouse as they went back into the cargo bay while the others left.
Zoe had such a delightfully dirty mind.
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The Serenity crew members arrived back at the tavern to find Jayne having a good old time with one of the local women. Jayne was discovering how good it felt to be a hero. Harry was monitoring the situation with Magistrate Higgins via house elves. The elves were relaying information to their master. Higgins had just discovered Jayne's presence in Canton. Higgins couldn't attack Jayne directly given how enamored the workers were with the mercenary but he could ruin Jayne's reputation. To this end Higgins and his foreman went down to the bog near a row of prison boxes, cramped wooden structures that were hot and tightly confining for prisoners.
The wizard slipped out of the tavern and made himself invisible. The mage silently apparated next to the bog the magistrate was located at. The boxes were connected via a walkway through the bog.
"Hello Stitch," Higgins called while holding up a lantern to the cage when his foreman opened the door.
"What the hell are you going to do to me now?" Stitch Hessian, Jayne's former partner in crime, demanded.
"We aren't going to do anything to you stitch. Your sentence is up and you're free to go," Higgins responded.
Stitch climbed out of his prison for the last four years, still as pissed off as the day he went in. Jayne had pushed Stitch out of the getaway craft to lighten the load right before dumping the money.
"Here are your personal belongings," Higgins announced while handing Stitch a satchel.
Stitch pulled out his shotgun and found it loaded, to his surprise.
"You've kept me in that shithole for four damn years and give me a loaded gun," Stitch growled.
"If you have the urge to use it…you should know Jayne Cobb is back in town, in the tavern right now," pointed out the magistrate before turning and starting to walk away, arrogantly convinced he had persuaded the prisoner to go after Jayne.
After the imperious curse hit Stitch the sorcerer barely had to try to get the criminal to raise the shotgun and blast Higgins' head off from behind. The foreman, a cruel slave driver, suddenly slipped into the bog with the aid of a telekinetic tug on his legs as he attempted to swing a club at the back of Stitch's head.
"Huh…there is justice," Stitch muttered while turning and squeezing off a shot at the foreman.
"There most certainly is," agreed the warlock silently to himself while watching the murderer slip away towards the tavern.
When the long time criminal was out of sight the immortal Potter transported himself back to the tavern.
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It didn't take too much effort on the sorcerer's part for the imperioused Stitch to be influenced to attack first and never ask questions.
"Cobb," Stitch bellowed as he stormed down the stairs into the tavern room and took aim.
The agile warrior wizard was already moving by the time Stitch's bellow brought the attention of everyone in the room onto the criminal. Harry tackled a highly intoxicated Jayne and the female the local hero was making out with out of the way. The blast from the weapon tore into the wooden bar at the same time as a throwing knife imbedded itself into Stitch's throat.
"Hot damn," Jayne grunted as he got his breathe back. "You just saved my life Doc!"
"And don't you forget it," the immortal replied while helping Jayne and the woman back to their feet.
"Who was that?" The local woman, Rose, questioned.
"That was Jayne's partner in the theft from the magistrate. Stitch there didn't want to give up the money to the people but Jayne outfought Stitch and did it anyway," the enchanter lied easily, earning a grin from Jayne.
"What he said," the changing mercenary agreed.
The rest of the night was rather uneventful in comparison. The magistrate's son, Fess Higgins, was convinced to sell the muddy business to the wealthy warlock for a fare price. Working conditions would be getting a lot better in the days and weeks to come for the mudders. Any slaves were also freed. Harry had an army of house elves that were eager to help revamp the town while wearing illusions to make them look like extremely efficient human workers.
Once the slaves were informed of their freedom early the next morning, Rose immediately asked Jayne if she could come with him on Serenity. The Captain saw no problem with this because the fairly attractive hero worshipper would help to smooth out Jayne's rough edges, or at least one could hope. Inara and Saffron could also use some more help with the harvests and Rose certainly didn't mind working hard. The time spent on Canton was definitely considered productive by all and none of the Firefly crew would be averse to returning at a later point.
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