For Zoe

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The one thing that Wash had an overwhelming sensation of was dark. It wasn't as if they were in complete darkness, but it was a lot less than what he was used to, especially as he missed the sunrises you could see nearing planets on Serenity.

When they'd been released from the central customs area (which was like no customs area he'd ever seen before), he and Zoe went exploring, walking through the guest quarters, but Zoe was on edge, like he'd never seen from her for a very long time, if at all. "Zoe, sweetie. That's the fifth room we've checked now," he pointed out. They were both exhausted, but Zoe showed no signs of stopping.

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Wash curled up against her, his head on her shoulder as they lay there. He can only guess at how she's feeling, but he knows her well enough, had to deal with the nightmares the war had left her.

"No, bao bei, you're not the only one. This is me, remember." He knew how insecure he could be, and he knew Zoe knew it as well. "But I can't live for who knows how long, paranoid. I can't do it." Even when he argued with Zoe, he was likely to be the one to apologize first, just so things could be back to normal.

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Quiet for a long time, she finally gives in with a heavy sigh.

"I know. You're right. I just..." One hand moves to his hair, fingers gliding through it. "Bringin' back memories, that's all."

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Wash smiled at Zoe, his hand curled around her waist. "I know, baby." He'd worked with Zoe a long time, helping her get over the nightmares the war had left, and he hated seeing her like this. "We'll figure it out, together."