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Summary: Assorted Buffy/Mal ficlets. Some connected, some stand-alone . . . Always complete as it's not exactly a WIP.

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Firefly > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: MalEmmyFR153116,94955256,54322 Oct 053 Jan 08Yes

Out in the Black

Written for tth100 on live journal. There will *eventually* be 100 of these little ficlets.

Title: Crew

Disclaimer: I own nothing and seek no profit from this story.

Prompt 79: Stumble

Word Count: 461

"And remember, Patience tends to favor shooting me, so best we all be prepared for that."

Buffy stifled a giggle as she listened to Mal talk last minute business as they made their way to their current job. He was so matter-of-fact about it. Oh, by the way, I could get shot. It would have cracked her up if they weren't trying to be all sneaky.

They were walking toward the rendezvous spot, cargo half in tow. They'd hidden most of it, of course, but they had brought a sample along to help sweeten the sale. The dry, rough soil that was native to Whitefall crumbled beneath her feet, and Buffy frowned at the dust on her shoes. It was her first time on this particular moon, and so far she hadn't seen a single thing of interest.

She was about to ask the others what people did for fun on the tiny scrap of land, when a snake came out of no where, slithering out from under some brush and in between her feet. Buffy froze in mid-stride. Kinda. Realizing too late that she hadn't exactly come to a full stop, she over corrected as her feet shuffled for purchase on the loose ground below her. Mal was there in an instant, catching her arm as she started to fall, and easily supported her weight until she was steady on her feet once more.

"Just a sandwinder," he told her. "Nothing to worry over."

She nodded absently, staring off in the direction the snake had gone. He gazed at her in question. "You all right?"

"I don't like snakes."

He grinned. "I'll keep that in mind."

Buffy didn't like the sound of that, especially given the amount of teasing she already endured from Jayne for being such a 'girly warrior woman'. She couldn't help but grin back though, as they started walking again. Jayne and Zoe weren't waiting on them, Buffy noticed all of a sudden. She and Mal quickened their pace automatically. "Thanks."

"For what?"

"Not letting me fall."

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "You're on my crew, Buffy. I ain't gonna let you get hurt if I can stop it."

She managed to hide her smile, but just barely. She was part of the crew. His crew. She nodded. "Okay."

They didn't say anything else as they caught up with the others, but Buffy made up her mind as they were walking. She wasn't going to let the Captain get hurt, either. Not if she could help it. Glancing at the horizon, she narrowed her eyes. That Patience chick was going to have to get through her if she wanted to shoot Mal this trip.

And not much ever got through her.
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