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Thanks to Gabrielle for betaing this for me. :)
Ain't seen him in a while.
That is her first thought as she watches him pull his gun, just before he shoots the last Alliance man remaining alive. The look in his eyes . . . she knows instantly who she is really looking at. And it has
been a while since she's seen him. A long while. Years, even. Zoe hasn't seen Sergeant Malcolm Reynolds since the day they were pulled out of Serenity Valley.
Not until now, standing on Haven's bloody ground. But here he is, back and standing right in front of her. This is not the Captain they've all come to know in recent years. No, this man is not him at all. This is the man she fought beside in the war. This is the man who got her out of Serenity Valley alive. This
is her commanding officer, and damn if she doesn't want to snap to attention and salute when he turns and starts barking orders, telling them what they are going to do next.
Something big's about to happen, she can feel it. Book's death, the deaths of all these people, have changed him. Reminded him of why they started fighting the war in the first place. He's about to take on the Alliance again. He's going to find out why they want River, and he is not
going to let them have her. Zoe knows that as absolute fact. They will have to kill him to take River, and if they are gonna try to do that – try to kill him -- they'll have to get through her first.
"Get to work," he tells them.
And she has every intention of doing just that. Her place will be where it has always been in times of war. Right there with him, at his side or doing his bidding.
It is time to fight.