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strangevisitor7Title: Since I Found Serenity (5/8)
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Rated: PG
Prompt: #26 Teammates for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crossovers100 my table is here
Fandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Methos, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester.
Spoilers: The story begins in the middle of the Firefly Movie "Serenity". You will be spoiled if you haven't seen it.
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The crew of Serenity is in the middle of helping River, exposing the Alliance and evading the Reavers when they encounter a survivor on Miranda.
Chapter Summary: Richie makes contact with the crew of Serenity as the rest of the team waits in the wings. The last time Richie talked about his Immortality with mortals he was imprisoned and tortured by the Alliance. The memories of this past threaten to overwhelm him and imperil his mission.
A/N: This story takes place ~ 6 years after chapter 5 of 5 Times Immortal!Dean met Meta!Chloe.
A/N2: Richie's capture and torture by the Alliance is told in The Rescue of Richie Ryan.
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5; Chapter 6; Chapter 7; Chapter 8
Chapter 5: Since I Found Serenity
Richie approached the run-down firefly vessel cautiously. The plan was for the others to wait until he had ingratiated himself with the crew and scoped out the situation before appearing, but the idea of going in alone left him feeling exposed.
He didn't even have backup, since Duncan had contacted Inara and made his apologies once they were sure that Serenity had indeed docked on Persephone.
He understood intuitively that his connection to Mal and Zoe made him the right one for this assignment but he wasn’t comfortable playing ambassador to the world of Immortality. The last time he’d confessed his true nature to a mortal, he’d spent months in an Alliance lab as a guinea pig.
Although he knew that Mal hated the Alliance and the events of 150 years ago were unlikely to repeat themselves, it didn’t make it any easier to be the one to talk to the newbie and confession in this case was hardly good for his soul.
But he’d accepted that he would be on his own for this first part. Dean had understood his reluctance and assured him that they were only minutes away. If he didn’t check in with them at the appointed time, they would be riding in to his rescue. Still that was more than enough time to be shanghaied into the black and then shoved out an airlock.
As he drew closer, he could see a familiar Amazon-like woman helping a man in a long brown duster, and a large man with a knitted cap carry boxes up a ramp and into the hold of the ship. Richie breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized the woman and the smaller man as Zoe and Mal. As long as it had been since he'd served with the independents, it was still good to see their faces.
Warily, he turned his scrutiny to the burly third man; he recognized his large frame from some of the blurry photos. His grim countenance and scruffy dress screamed mercenary to Richie. He could see at least two guns and suspected the man was packing more. Chloe had uncovered solid evidence that Mal and his crew were smugglers despite their attempts to pass as simple traders. It made sense then that the big guy was probably one of Mal’s hired guns.
Richie stilled, searching for the feel of the Immortal. Nothing. He smiled. It seemed that things were going exactly as he’d hoped. He could make the necessary connections with Mal and Zoe without having to go through the other crew members or explain himself to the newbie.
Patiently, Richie waited until the big man had gone inside with his cargo leaving Mal and Zoe alone. Taking a deep breath and putting on his best ‘fancy meeting you here’ expression. Richie called out to his former sergeant. “Mal Reynolds, is that you and Zoe? Pai an jiao jue.”
Mal looked up at his name. “Rich?” he asked uncertainly and then his eyes widened in true recognition. “Richie!” he repeated with more enthusiasm. “Wo bu shin wo dah yan jin!” He practically ran to embrace his old war buddy. “It’s amazing to see you.” Mal said as he released him
Richie was grinning from ear to ear at the exuberance of Mal’s greeting “Good to see you too Sarge.”
“It’s Captain now.” He chided. “Zoe, look who’s here, it’s Richie.”
“I can see that, Captain.” She deadpanned and stepped closer to hug him.
“Hey Zoe.” Richie said as he returned her hug. “I see Mal still has a fondness for stating the obvious.”
Her mouth quirked in that sultry half smile he remembered so fondly, “It’s one of his special talents.”
“So I recall.”
“Hey kid, you show some respect. I’m a Captain now.” Mal said.
Zoe laughed. “Best not be upsettin’ the Captain, he likes his shiny title.”
“I’ll remember that. And I’m not really a kid anymore.” Richie reminded them.
“That may be true but you sure as Di yu don’t look any older.” Mal remarked as he studied Richie’s face.
“Traveling keeps me young.” He laughed and turned to address Zoe again. “I can’t believe you still following this Sha gua around the ‘verse. Run away with me. I can introduce you to a better class of people.” Richie flirted. He’d always had an appreciation for Zoe but she’d always shot him down.
“No can do, Rich. I don’t think my husband would approve.”
“What you’re married? Lucky Wang ba dan. Wait, not you and Mal.”
“I’m not that brave, kid.” Mal snickered and dodged the glare Zoe sent in his direction. “Her husband, Wash, is my pilot.”
Richie took Zoe’s hand and held it to his chest. “My heart is broken. I’d always hoped that someday you’d be mine, Zoe.” Richie said with a flourish.
Zoe tried to keep a stoic countenance but Richie could see she was blushing just a bit. “Cut it out kid. I know you like them short and blonde.”
Richie laughed. “You wound me with your casual disregard for my feelings.”
Zoe joined him in his mirth. “Always so dramatic. I’ve missed you Richie.” She added seriously.
“Me too” He replied.
“So, what brings you to this corner of the ‘verse?” Mal asked.
“Doin’ some tradin’. Roaming with some friends. Got no particular place to be.” He said. “What about you?”
Mal smiled and clapped him on the back. “Same here.” As Mal turned he caught sight of Jayne coming back down the ramp for another crate. “Jayne, this here’s Richie. He served with us in the valley.”
“Nice to meet you” Richie said with a small wave of his hand. Jayne just nodded and Richie knew that that connection was not enough to win the big man’s trust. Jayne hadn’t said anything during the reunion but had continued to carry boxes onto the ship. Richie got the impression he wasn’t much for small talk.
“So, Mal, Zoe, you have to let me buy you both a drink. Catch up.” Richie said. Then paused and tried not to flinch as the Buzz of their mystery Immortal hit him.
A man’s voice called out. “Jayne said we had a visitor.”
“Wash come meet an old friend of mine.” Zoe said as she waved the newcomer over. “Richie, that is my husband Wash.”
Richie turned to watch the red headed man from the photos bound down the ramp and skid to a halt. He stared at Rich and rubbed his forehead.
Zoe noticed that something had Wash’s attention. “Wash, something wrong baby?” she asked.
The Immortal looked behind him. “Sam around?” He asked as his searching gaze finally settled on Richie.
“Nope, thought he was still inside with River.”
He pointed to Richie. “Well, if Sam ain’t around then it’s coming from him.”
Richie started at that revelation. Two Immortals on the same ship? He did not like what that coincidence implied.
“What are you saying Wash?” Mal asked. “Richie’s an old friend. He served with Zoe an’ me at Serenity.”
“That’s great Mal but he’s also like me and Sam. I’m getting that feeling.” Wash waved his hand near his head trying to make them understand. “That prickly feeling I get whenever I’m near Sam. Only this time it’s coming from him.”
They turned to stare at Richie. He hadn’t expected them to have any knowledge of what Wash was. For a brief moment Richie debated playing ignorant; pretending he didn’t know what had happened to Wash. Richie decided to let them explain what they thought was going on without actually denying anything. “What are you saying Wash?”
Wash stared at him. “I can sense you. You must feel it.” He insisted pointed to his head. “Have you been on Miranda?”
Richie shook his head. “Never been to Miranda.” He wanted to tell them the truth; had to tell them the truth. Mac had been very insistent about not starting the relationship with Mal’s crew off on the wrong foot but something inside just wouldn’t let him admit what he was. He could feel his panic building as his hands began to shake. Richie shoved them into the pockets of his duster and clenched his fists trying to ‘man-up’ as Dean always said. “That Buzz, it’s…” Richie swallowed and started again. “I know …” His mouth had gone dry and the words wouldn’t come.
Wash stepped closer. He studied Richie. Maybe he could see the fear in Richie’s eyes as he laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It’s gonna be ok. You see we have this special ability.” he started to explain. “This is going to sound strange but that feeling means you can’t be killed.”
Richie realized that Wash had misinterpreted that fear and was about explain all he knew right here on the street. That jolted Richie into action. “Wash, stop!” He snapped more harshly then he’d intended. “I know what you’re going to say and I’d prefer we have this discussion inside.” He looked around wildly to make sure no one could have overheard any of this conversation.
Startled, Wash nodded.
Mal cocked an eyebrow at him “You’re not one to panic Rich. What do you know about what’s happened to Sam and Wash?” he demanded.
“Inside please.” Richie begged.
The four exchanged glances. “Alright Richie, let’s go inside.” Mal finally agreed.
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Firefly Slang:
Damn it: Zao gao
Enough of this nonsense: Gou huang tang
I don't believe my eyes!: Wo bu shin wo dah yan jing
Long time no see: Hao joh bu jian
G**d*mn monsters: Tian sha de e mo
(exclamation): Shen sheng de gao wan
Awesome: Gao gan
Wonderful!: Pai an jiao jue
Alliance: Tong meng
Monkey's butt: Hou-zi de pi-gu
Are we clear?: Dong le ma
SOB: Wang ba dan
Filthy fornicators of livestock: He chu-sheng za-jiao de zang-huo!
Baboon's arse: Fei fei pi gu
Fool: Sha gua
Author:
strangevisitor7Beta:
pen37 Rated: PG
Prompt: #26 Teammates for
crossovers100 my table is hereFandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Methos, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester.
Spoilers: The story begins in the middle of the Firefly Movie "Serenity". You will be spoiled if you haven't seen it.
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The crew of Serenity is in the middle of helping River, exposing the Alliance and evading the Reavers when they encounter a survivor on Miranda.
Chapter Summary: Richie makes contact with the crew of Serenity as the rest of the team waits in the wings. The last time Richie talked about his Immortality with mortals he was imprisoned and tortured by the Alliance. The memories of this past threaten to overwhelm him and imperil his mission.
A/N: This story takes place ~ 6 years after chapter 5 of 5 Times Immortal!Dean met Meta!Chloe.
A/N2: Richie's capture and torture by the Alliance is told in The Rescue of Richie Ryan.
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5; Chapter 6; Chapter 7; Chapter 8
Richie approached the run-down firefly vessel cautiously. The plan was for the others to wait until he had ingratiated himself with the crew and scoped out the situation before appearing, but the idea of going in alone left him feeling exposed.
He didn't even have backup, since Duncan had contacted Inara and made his apologies once they were sure that Serenity had indeed docked on Persephone.
He understood intuitively that his connection to Mal and Zoe made him the right one for this assignment but he wasn’t comfortable playing ambassador to the world of Immortality. The last time he’d confessed his true nature to a mortal, he’d spent months in an Alliance lab as a guinea pig.
Although he knew that Mal hated the Alliance and the events of 150 years ago were unlikely to repeat themselves, it didn’t make it any easier to be the one to talk to the newbie and confession in this case was hardly good for his soul.
But he’d accepted that he would be on his own for this first part. Dean had understood his reluctance and assured him that they were only minutes away. If he didn’t check in with them at the appointed time, they would be riding in to his rescue. Still that was more than enough time to be shanghaied into the black and then shoved out an airlock.
As he drew closer, he could see a familiar Amazon-like woman helping a man in a long brown duster, and a large man with a knitted cap carry boxes up a ramp and into the hold of the ship. Richie breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized the woman and the smaller man as Zoe and Mal. As long as it had been since he'd served with the independents, it was still good to see their faces.
Warily, he turned his scrutiny to the burly third man; he recognized his large frame from some of the blurry photos. His grim countenance and scruffy dress screamed mercenary to Richie. He could see at least two guns and suspected the man was packing more. Chloe had uncovered solid evidence that Mal and his crew were smugglers despite their attempts to pass as simple traders. It made sense then that the big guy was probably one of Mal’s hired guns.
Richie stilled, searching for the feel of the Immortal. Nothing. He smiled. It seemed that things were going exactly as he’d hoped. He could make the necessary connections with Mal and Zoe without having to go through the other crew members or explain himself to the newbie.
Patiently, Richie waited until the big man had gone inside with his cargo leaving Mal and Zoe alone. Taking a deep breath and putting on his best ‘fancy meeting you here’ expression. Richie called out to his former sergeant. “Mal Reynolds, is that you and Zoe? Pai an jiao jue.”
Mal looked up at his name. “Rich?” he asked uncertainly and then his eyes widened in true recognition. “Richie!” he repeated with more enthusiasm. “Wo bu shin wo dah yan jin!” He practically ran to embrace his old war buddy. “It’s amazing to see you.” Mal said as he released him
Richie was grinning from ear to ear at the exuberance of Mal’s greeting “Good to see you too Sarge.”
“It’s Captain now.” He chided. “Zoe, look who’s here, it’s Richie.”
“I can see that, Captain.” She deadpanned and stepped closer to hug him.
“Hey Zoe.” Richie said as he returned her hug. “I see Mal still has a fondness for stating the obvious.”
Her mouth quirked in that sultry half smile he remembered so fondly, “It’s one of his special talents.”
“So I recall.”
“Hey kid, you show some respect. I’m a Captain now.” Mal said.
Zoe laughed. “Best not be upsettin’ the Captain, he likes his shiny title.”
“I’ll remember that. And I’m not really a kid anymore.” Richie reminded them.
“That may be true but you sure as Di yu don’t look any older.” Mal remarked as he studied Richie’s face.
“Traveling keeps me young.” He laughed and turned to address Zoe again. “I can’t believe you still following this Sha gua around the ‘verse. Run away with me. I can introduce you to a better class of people.” Richie flirted. He’d always had an appreciation for Zoe but she’d always shot him down.
“No can do, Rich. I don’t think my husband would approve.”
“What you’re married? Lucky Wang ba dan. Wait, not you and Mal.”
“I’m not that brave, kid.” Mal snickered and dodged the glare Zoe sent in his direction. “Her husband, Wash, is my pilot.”
Richie took Zoe’s hand and held it to his chest. “My heart is broken. I’d always hoped that someday you’d be mine, Zoe.” Richie said with a flourish.
Zoe tried to keep a stoic countenance but Richie could see she was blushing just a bit. “Cut it out kid. I know you like them short and blonde.”
Richie laughed. “You wound me with your casual disregard for my feelings.”
Zoe joined him in his mirth. “Always so dramatic. I’ve missed you Richie.” She added seriously.
“Me too” He replied.
“So, what brings you to this corner of the ‘verse?” Mal asked.
“Doin’ some tradin’. Roaming with some friends. Got no particular place to be.” He said. “What about you?”
Mal smiled and clapped him on the back. “Same here.” As Mal turned he caught sight of Jayne coming back down the ramp for another crate. “Jayne, this here’s Richie. He served with us in the valley.”
“Nice to meet you” Richie said with a small wave of his hand. Jayne just nodded and Richie knew that that connection was not enough to win the big man’s trust. Jayne hadn’t said anything during the reunion but had continued to carry boxes onto the ship. Richie got the impression he wasn’t much for small talk.
“So, Mal, Zoe, you have to let me buy you both a drink. Catch up.” Richie said. Then paused and tried not to flinch as the Buzz of their mystery Immortal hit him.
A man’s voice called out. “Jayne said we had a visitor.”
“Wash come meet an old friend of mine.” Zoe said as she waved the newcomer over. “Richie, that is my husband Wash.”
Richie turned to watch the red headed man from the photos bound down the ramp and skid to a halt. He stared at Rich and rubbed his forehead.
Zoe noticed that something had Wash’s attention. “Wash, something wrong baby?” she asked.
The Immortal looked behind him. “Sam around?” He asked as his searching gaze finally settled on Richie.
“Nope, thought he was still inside with River.”
He pointed to Richie. “Well, if Sam ain’t around then it’s coming from him.”
Richie started at that revelation. Two Immortals on the same ship? He did not like what that coincidence implied.
“What are you saying Wash?” Mal asked. “Richie’s an old friend. He served with Zoe an’ me at Serenity.”
“That’s great Mal but he’s also like me and Sam. I’m getting that feeling.” Wash waved his hand near his head trying to make them understand. “That prickly feeling I get whenever I’m near Sam. Only this time it’s coming from him.”
They turned to stare at Richie. He hadn’t expected them to have any knowledge of what Wash was. For a brief moment Richie debated playing ignorant; pretending he didn’t know what had happened to Wash. Richie decided to let them explain what they thought was going on without actually denying anything. “What are you saying Wash?”
Wash stared at him. “I can sense you. You must feel it.” He insisted pointed to his head. “Have you been on Miranda?”
Richie shook his head. “Never been to Miranda.” He wanted to tell them the truth; had to tell them the truth. Mac had been very insistent about not starting the relationship with Mal’s crew off on the wrong foot but something inside just wouldn’t let him admit what he was. He could feel his panic building as his hands began to shake. Richie shoved them into the pockets of his duster and clenched his fists trying to ‘man-up’ as Dean always said. “That Buzz, it’s…” Richie swallowed and started again. “I know …” His mouth had gone dry and the words wouldn’t come.
Wash stepped closer. He studied Richie. Maybe he could see the fear in Richie’s eyes as he laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It’s gonna be ok. You see we have this special ability.” he started to explain. “This is going to sound strange but that feeling means you can’t be killed.”
Richie realized that Wash had misinterpreted that fear and was about explain all he knew right here on the street. That jolted Richie into action. “Wash, stop!” He snapped more harshly then he’d intended. “I know what you’re going to say and I’d prefer we have this discussion inside.” He looked around wildly to make sure no one could have overheard any of this conversation.
Startled, Wash nodded.
Mal cocked an eyebrow at him “You’re not one to panic Rich. What do you know about what’s happened to Sam and Wash?” he demanded.
“Inside please.” Richie begged.
The four exchanged glances. “Alright Richie, let’s go inside.” Mal finally agreed.
*************************
Firefly Slang:
Damn it: Zao gao
Enough of this nonsense: Gou huang tang
I don't believe my eyes!: Wo bu shin wo dah yan jing
Long time no see: Hao joh bu jian
G**d*mn monsters: Tian sha de e mo
(exclamation): Shen sheng de gao wan
Awesome: Gao gan
Wonderful!: Pai an jiao jue
Alliance: Tong meng
Monkey's butt: Hou-zi de pi-gu
Are we clear?: Dong le ma
SOB: Wang ba dan
Filthy fornicators of livestock: He chu-sheng za-jiao de zang-huo!
Baboon's arse: Fei fei pi gu
Fool: Sha gua
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Date: 2008-03-31 09:52 pm (UTC)Awesome dear, you got them all down pat ;) Can't wait for the next installment.
Perhaps if I go to bed now there will be something for me in the morning? *hopeful puppy-eyes*
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Date: 2008-03-31 10:56 pm (UTC)I really can't wait for the next part. :)
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Date: 2008-03-31 11:00 pm (UTC)So happy you enjoyed the banter. It was a blast to write!
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Date: 2008-04-01 03:24 am (UTC)and you're just stretching this out to torture me, aren't you?
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:20 am (UTC)*off to read*
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Date: 2008-04-01 03:47 am (UTC)The characterization is awesome :0
*HUGS*
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Date: 2008-04-05 04:01 pm (UTC)Love the icon, too! LOL!
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