Willow got up from her seat beside Jayne in the small cockpit. She took her both her guns out from their hiding place, one strapped on the inside of her left black boot. “I can’t listen to this gorram crap any more. Lets get our daughter back Jayne.” Jayne tried to reason with Willow, to stay until they got the word to move. Willow pushed what little weight she could across the chest of the muscular man. Jayne stumbled aside watching the red head (with the worst temper than he has) run out of the cockpit. Zoë ran after her, her long legs barely making a sound as she ran down the catwalk. “Willow. If we go now, we risk everything including your daughter’s life.” The dark woman’s brown eyes were intense as she reached for the guns. Willow wished she could stop the tears from forming in her eyes. Willow cursed and handed the guns over. “I don’t have ten thousand credits to buy back my own daughter.” Her green eyes searched for an answer in Zoe’s face. “What would you do?” Willow asked after a moment of silence. “I would go in and take back my daughter.” Willow ran down the stairs to the controls to open the cargo bay’s door. “But I don’t think that would be the best thing to do right now.” Zoë grabbed Willow’s arm. She looked intently again in to Zoe’s brown eyes. “Let us do our job, Mal and I have been in these situations before. We will get Judith back. I promise.” Willow let out a sigh, knowing that she was right. “Suit up everyone, we got the signal to move out.” Jayne and Wash ran out of the cockpit to warn the girls. Zoë handed the guns back to Willow and pushed the button to close the doors back up. Willow knew she was going to get her way after all.

Simon walked back to the hovercraft mule, and dragged Mal off with such force he fell face dirt into the dirt. “Would you take it easy. I have a beautiful face, and I don’t want any disgusting scars all over it.” Mal joked as Simon pulled his captain up by the shackles they put on him. “Well I have to make this look convincing. Your not making this easy, you’re not very good at acting.” Mal laughed at Simon. “I’m a bad actor? Need I remind you about that job back on Canton?” Mal lowered his head as they walked up the old man in red, and the sexy Inara. “Mr. Skylor, this is our slave. I would like to inquire about trading this one for a much younger, female slave. This one is a good cook and a hell of a worker, but he is old and also gained the habit of hitting on my wife.” Mal glared at Simon as he yanked on the shackles. “Old? Who are you calling old? I have you know young man….” Fraiser backhanded Mal across the face. Inara jumped back and hid her face. “You will learn to show respect for your masters.” Mal wiped the blood from his nose and saw he was bleeding. He whipped out his gun as he stood up from the ground. “How’s this for respect? You hand over the girl and no one gets hurt.” The old man put his hands up and took a step back. Mal motioned the little girl to come to his side. “Wash, get Serenity into the air. We’ll meet up on the other side of town.” As Judith ran to the suave captain’s side Mr. Skylor grabbed her by the hair, pulled her towards him and aimed an expensive laser gun at her head. Inara screamed and ran back to the mule. “Man I really want one of those guns.” Mal’s eyes widened. Simon walked up to the dumfounded captain just as the old man called for security. “What do we do now Genus?” The two men looked questionably at each other. “AH, Wash. Change of plans, come help us here. We’ve got a problem.”

“You sure you can fight in that dress Willow?” Jayne smiled at his woman and thought she looked sexy holding his favorite gun. Willow smiled back as she prepared Vera. “Just like old times babe.” Jayne cocked his shotgun and signaled Kaylee. “Okay, Wash, Zoë. Y’all ready up there.” Kaylee’s voice carried up to the cockpit. Wash pushed a few buttons. Zoë kissed her husband’s cheek. “Go get them my beautiful warrior.” Wash encouraged his wife as she ran to the cargo bay.

Serenity descended upon a crowed where a fight broke out in the middle where Mal took on three security guards. The shackled, bruised but not beaten Captain Reynolds appeared to be winning. “And the angels descended upon the earth with guns and really sexy dresses.” Wash’s voiced boomed loudly as the bottom of the ship opened and the three mercenaries slid down ropes and fired their guns at those who opened fire at them. Jayne hit the ground first and threw a tear gas bomb into the crowd. Jayne unhooked himself and gave willow a hand with her harness. They aimed their gun at her father who was on the ground wiping his tears. “Hi daddy, I’m home.” Willow walked up to her father, no longer afraid of him. She hit him with the butt end of her gun. “How could you, she’s your grand daughter not one of your slaves.” The old man tried to get up but Jayne stepped on his back with one foot. “Take Judith to the ship, I’ll take care of this.” Willow wanted to kill her own father with her own hands, but when she saw Judith for the first time her heart melted. The little girl was on the ground, crying uncontrollable. “Honey? It’s ok I’m here now, no one will hurt you any more.” Willow picked up he daughter and ran for the ship. In one swift move, Fraiser tripped Jayne and reached for his gun and shot his daughter in the shoulder. Both girls fell instantly on the ground. Jayne fumbled for his gun but the sound of automatic gunfire rang out. He saw Fraiser’s body, riddled with holes, hit the dirt. “Did I get him?” A voice yelled over the gun shots. Jayne ran towards Willow who still held her gun tightly as she passed out from the pain.

Jayne sat next to the bed in the imfermary. Willow slept like an angel, her pale face illuminated with the bright lights around her. Her breathing was much better now; not as shallow as it was an hour ago. He looked in to the green eyes that just opened and was searching for answers. “Judith? Where’s Judith? Is she okay?” Willow got up too quick and felt dizzy. Jayne quickly tried to lay her back on the bed. From the look on her man’s face she knew that something wasn’t right. There on the bed beside her was their daughter with tubes and wires hooked up to her. River was in the room humming her favorite lullaby to the unconscious girl and slowly stroking her hair. “She’s stable, for now but its difficult to tell if she’ll pull out of her coma.” Simon came over to Willow and proceeded to shine a bright light in her eyes. “We’re on our way to Arial, where we can get her better medical care.” Willow knew what Dr. Tamm was saying for she’s seen it before. Most of the time coma patients pull through, but without accurate medical supplies it’s harder for them to make a full recovery. “Doc. Can I have a moment alone?” Jayne’s voice was low, barely audible. Simon’s dark hair was full of blood, as were his clothes. He was glad to finally be able to have a shower and relax after his long day. He helped River walk out of the room and closed the door behind him. “I’m sorry.” Jayne began his apology. “I should have never left you on that planet, I should have taken you away when I had a chance.” Willow took Jayne’s blood stained hand. He felt useless as a father. “Hey, its okay. You did what you had to do.” Jayne sobbed, tears ran down his fear stricken face. “You have every right to hate me. Everything about me is a lie.” Willow slowly rose up from the bed and laid Jayne’s head on her lap, running her long, pale fingers through his short brown hair. He wanted to tell her everything, every lie he’s ever told. “I’m not who you think I am.” Willow didn’t think this was the best time for a confession. Jayne looked back at her with his blue eyes bagging for forgiveness. “Whatever it is, I will always love you, nothing can change that.” They kissed for long time, more passionate than before. Jayne took a deep breath. “After I left Shadow, I wanted to make you proud, so I joined the army.” Jayne took a deep shaky breath. “I fought for the Alliance, they promised more money.” Willow’s eyes burned with tears and fear. “After the war, I wasn’t the same, I changed. I left the army and became a drifter.” Willow ran her fingers through her long, red, straggly hair and hung her head down. “You had no intentions of returning for me? Was I just another girl you and your goramm army buddies could brag about.” Willow’s light green eyes pierced through Jayne’s heart, they were cold with so much hatred. “Willow? It wasn’t like that at all. I just couldn’t bare for you to see me, or the man I had become.” Jayne turned around to leave the imfermary. “I saw what the army did to your father. I couldn’t bear to be that kind of man to you or to our future family. I loved you, but I became a hateful, violent man who enjoyed killing.” Jayne hit his fist down on the glass window. He looked back at the distraught woman. “I couldn’t comeback, I was scared of myself. I don’t want to hurt you.” Willow Skylor was left in silence. Her soft sobbing was matched by the soft beeps of the heart monitor hooked up to her daughter that she too barely knew.