Disclaimer: Firefly left me at the altar. Just couldn't make a commitment. So needless to say we have nothing to do with one another.

The Trunk By KaySky Chapter Five

“Holden, Harrison, Harvey, Hunter! ” Danielle squealed. “I’ve missed you!” She hopped off the mule and went running into the arms of the four boys.

“So they ain’t here to steal the trunk?” Mal’s head hurt.

“No, these are my cousins.” She smiled at Mal, reassuring him things were still going according to plan. “Boys, I’d like you to meet Captain Reynolds.”

Introductions were made and the Blake boy’s escorted the crew into their home. It was a mad house. People were running all about trying to get all the last minute things together before the wedding.

* * * *

Holden Blake was sitting in his office smoking a cigar when Mal entered.

“It’s here safe and sound, unopened.” Mal said.

“I spoke to Dani. She told me what you did to get it here that way. I can’t say many of men would have done so.” He put out his cigar and opened up the bottom right drawer to his desk. He pulled out a sack and set it on the table. “There’s extra, for your troubles.”

“Mr. Blake, throwing in extra is mighty nice…”

“Son, it meant a lot to me. Our business is finished now.” He tossed the sack into Mal’s hands. “Care to stay for a wedding?”

“That’s a mighty fine offer, but my crew and I best get going.”

“Well before you go I’d like to speak with the medic who worked on my Dani.”

“Something wrong?”

“I’d like to thank him for what he did.”

* * * *

“You wanted to see me, sir?” Simon stepped into Holden's office. It smelled of money and cigar smoke.

“It’s Simon, right?” He smiled. “Sit down.” He pulled out a small black box from his top right desk drawer. “Dani told me you saved her life. I wanted to thank you.” He placed the box on the desktop in front of Simon.

“Thank you Mr. Blake, but there is no need. It’s what I do.”

“Well Dani is a special girl. She’s not like you and I. If something were to have happened to her…” He paused, regaining his composure. The thought of Danielle almost dying ripped away at his heart. She is too special to die. “She told me this gift might be something you’re in need of. Please open it.”

Simon nodded and opened the little black box. He was now more confused than ever. “Umm…is this?”

“Yes, son it is. My niece seems to think you are in the market for one of those.”

“I…uh…I…” His palms started to sweat.

“Just take it. I have a trunk full of those plus other items of similar type.”

“A trunk full? You mean…” His nervousness turned to curiosity.

“My wife decided she wanted to open Blake’s Jewelers. Your captain was delivering the first shipment of inventory. All of it is of the finest quality. You can search every Core planet. I guarantee you won’t be able to find anything better.”

Simon closed the small black box. As much as he liked what was inside, it was improper to accept such an expensive gift. Especially, considering he was just doing his job. “Thank you, but this is really…I don’t know if I can accept this. It’s too expensive.”

“Son, you’re from the Core. You know about money. You see my estate. Dani’s life is priceless and I wanted to do more than just thank you. I can afford to do more than just thank you. This was Dani’s suggestion. Truth be told, I don’t think its enough.”

“It is enough…more than enough.” He couldn’t argue with that. If Holden could afford a trunk full, sparing one was next to nothing to him. Simon put the small black box into his pocket. “Thank you, again.”

* * * *

The Day After – Serenity is long gone from Noble

“It was a beautiful wedding, huh Uncle?” Danielle and her uncle were sitting around the breakfast table enjoying a fine meal prepared by the cook.

“You do throw quite the party, Dani.” He smiled at his niece before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Did Simon like the gift?” She asked excitedly.

“He seemed awfully nervous about it. Are you sure he’s in the market?”

“He spends too much time thinking about it not to be.”

He lowers his newspaper and smirks. “Danielle Erin Blake, do we need to have another talk about respecting people’s thoughts? They are private for a reason young lady.”

“No Uncle, no lecture.” She blushed.

“Good.”

The End.

Authors Notes: If you liked this series too than you will be glad to know I have one final series (that I can think of anyways) spinning off from Right and Wrong. You will actually find out what exactly happened to Vincent and a few other loose ends between both stories. If you have any suggestions for the final story, please let me know. And of course, love it, hate it, give me feedback about this story! Thanks for reading!