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Laid Bare by sarahetc (R)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Wash/Zoe, crew
Length: 5135
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sarahetc
Author Website: Fic &c
Why this must be read:
This is a story from waaaaaaay back when, and it still stands up well as an interesting bridge between Ariel and War Stories. Wash-centric for the most part, as the writer charts the rise of the tension which will trigger Wash's explosion in War Stories. Also: what did happen to that ambulance?
“See, this is where it’s all gunked up. The feeds are crossed from that mag poundin’ em every time we take a hard turn.”
He looked at her sharply but she smiled at him.
“What if I just take the course changes real mellow?” He tried smiling back at her but didn’t quite make it.
She smirked back him. “Less work for me. But come first time we need to run and you can’t pull hard starboard, I’m not going to back you up.”
“Well, I don’t always pull starboard.”
“Yes, you do.”
“No I don’t.” He was grinning at her now, putting himself in her place for a minute.
“Do so.”
“Do not!”
“Wash, I got a track a mile wide in the starboard pin lock from where you hit it so hard.”
“Yeah, well, not all of us are as talented as you, Kaylee.”
She laughed and elbowed him.
“Next time we make landfall, you can buy me a replacement shaft.”
His eyebrows jumped and they both laughed easily at the innuendo of it. And thinking on that easiness, Wash’s smile drifted away again.
“Somebody kick your puppy?” Kaylee asked it as he eased his arm into the regulator, bypassing the mag and the wires to make sure the critical parts were okay.
“No.”
Laid Bare
Pairing: Wash/Zoe, crew
Length: 5135
Author on LJ:
sarahetcAuthor Website: Fic &c
Why this must be read:
This is a story from waaaaaaay back when, and it still stands up well as an interesting bridge between Ariel and War Stories. Wash-centric for the most part, as the writer charts the rise of the tension which will trigger Wash's explosion in War Stories. Also: what did happen to that ambulance?
“See, this is where it’s all gunked up. The feeds are crossed from that mag poundin’ em every time we take a hard turn.”
He looked at her sharply but she smiled at him.
“What if I just take the course changes real mellow?” He tried smiling back at her but didn’t quite make it.
She smirked back him. “Less work for me. But come first time we need to run and you can’t pull hard starboard, I’m not going to back you up.”
“Well, I don’t always pull starboard.”
“Yes, you do.”
“No I don’t.” He was grinning at her now, putting himself in her place for a minute.
“Do so.”
“Do not!”
“Wash, I got a track a mile wide in the starboard pin lock from where you hit it so hard.”
“Yeah, well, not all of us are as talented as you, Kaylee.”
She laughed and elbowed him.
“Next time we make landfall, you can buy me a replacement shaft.”
His eyebrows jumped and they both laughed easily at the innuendo of it. And thinking on that easiness, Wash’s smile drifted away again.
“Somebody kick your puppy?” Kaylee asked it as he eased his arm into the regulator, bypassing the mag and the wires to make sure the critical parts were okay.
“No.”
Laid Bare