"How's she flying, lil' albatross?"

River didn't seem surprised he was there, even though he called before he got on the bridge. But not much surprised River, especially these days. "Well."

Mal frowned a little. She was bein' quiet again. Got that way, sometimes, ever since Miranda. She'd be fine for a couple of weeks, and then she'd hide up in the bridge for a few days, not talkin', not smilin', only eatin' cause Kaylee or the doc'd bring her something.

Mal didn't know what made her quiet, but he knew he liked her better when she was happy and laughin' and teasin' and... well... River.

"Coordinates set," she announced, jarring him out of his thoughts.

Mal smiled. "Well, now, who told you where we were goin'?" Not that she needed tellin'.

"Nobody."

"Then where'd you set it for?"

She looked up at him and now she was smilin' -- that playful smile that did somethin' funny to his stomach the last month. "Second star to the right, and straight on 'till morning."

Took Mal a minute to understand, and then he laughed. "All right, then, sweetheart. Bring me that horizon."

He turned and left, then, and although he didn't hear anything, when he looked behind him, she was followin', just as he knew she would.
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