"I warn you, I'm no dancin' man."

He took her hand as the sky cleared, took it and spun her as Wash looked on, raised a glass. Zoe smiled with great tolerance, and right then, right there, he couldn't help thinking that maybe things were on the right compass. They were a small family on a small ship, about to fall into that longest and most difficult war there was in these parts: survival. They might just do okay.

Taking on a job commissioned by an orangutan may seem to veer from Mal's (admittedly abysmal) usual standards, but when it comes down to it, gold is gold, right?

The tags shimmered and blurred and she raised her head, tilted it back, let her eyes drink her tears back up before they spilled. It was a trick hard in the learning but one you never forgot.

Simon's the first to notice.

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Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, but three times is... Well. Three times would mean something.

Mal drew himself up indignantly. “I ain’t hidin’! I got me legitimate captainy things happen to need tending to in here.” (Sequel to Fruition - linked in post)