Catching Fireflies (Doctor who)

The Mole

Sorry for the long wait, every time I would try to update I would either get distracted and it wouldn't save or my computer would overheat and it wouldn't save. :( But this is the day!

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"Mal." Wash said over the com. "You might wanna get up here."

"What is it?" Mal asked running into the polite room.

"Signal. Somebody went on the coretext, hailed the nearest alliance cruiser."

Mal sighed and leaned over to controls. "Tell me you scrambled it."

"Well then hell, I don't know how much got through. They've got a pin on us for sure."

"Ni tamade. Tian xio suo you de ren. Dou gai si." Mal cursed.

"You've got a mole on board." Wash told him.

Mal was irritated at his luck at the moment. He stomped out of the room and down the stairs towards the loading dock. He knew exactly who the mole was and was sure going to give them hell.

Simon was in the loading dock checking up on his effects when Mal came in and confronted him.

"Forget your tooth paste?" Mal asked and threw him a punch sending Simon to the floor.

"Are you outta your mind?" Simon nearly yelled from the floor.

"Yeh, just about." Mal said. "Wha cha tell them?"

"Tell who?" Simon asked stumbling up now. Mal was getting annoyed and pulled out his gun.

"I've got exactly no time for games." Mal pointed his gun at Simon's head making him raise his arms in defence. "What do they know?"

"You're a lunatic." Simon said. Mal cocked the gun.

"And you're a Goram fed." Mal accused.

"Hate to say it Captain." Book said as he walked into the loading dock. "But you've got the wrong man." The Doctor followed Book curious on what was going on. Seeing the situation, he made eye contact with Mal and nodded his head up. Mal followed his gaze to see Mr. Dobson, the man at the end of the table.

"Son of a bitch" Mal said.

"Drop that firearm Captain Reynolds." Mr. Dobson, if he was Mr. Dobson, said. Mal did as he was told.

"This is not my best day ever." Mal said.

"Simon Tam." Dobson said moving closer. "You are bound by low to stand down." Simon raised his arms again.

"What?" Mal asked. "The doctor? Oh, hey." Mall all but sighed in relief. "Is there, a reward?"

"Get on the ground." Dobson said. Simon hesitated. "Get on the ground!"

"You'r making a mistake." Simon said.

"You best get on the ground son, the man seems a mighty twitchy." Mal said.

"Let's all calm down." The Doctor said trying to ease the tension.

"This isn't your business Doc." Dobson said.

"The doy's not goin' anywhere law man." Book said. "As I understand it, it's pretty cold outside."

"Not to worry." Mal said happier that the attention wasn't on him. "We could hold him in one of the passenger cells, he wont make a peep." Mal then started to reach for his gun.

"Get the hell away from that weapon." Dobson said pointing the gun at him. Mal froze and started backing away from the gun. "Do you think I'm a complete backbirth? You're carrying a fugitive across inter-planetary boarders. And do you actually think I believe you're bringing medical supplies to Whitefall? Far as I know, everyone on this ship is guilty." Dobson was looking left and right, his gun following his eye sights.