DaughterOfTheTARDIS

After Miranda, Zoe Washburne changed. She became harder, colder.  Like a mere shell of the woman that she had been before.  She still fulfilled her duties as first mate - Zoe was never one to let her captain down - but other than that, she did nothing more, never going beyond what was expected of her.   None of the crew had ever seen her like this before, and it scared them.  Other than Mal - he remembered the last time the curly-haired woman was like this.  It was right after the War, and Wash had fixed that. ./\./\./\./\. She was like a Reaver - no, not a Reaver.  That would require her to have enough emoti

A/N~ this is an alternate version of the minisode First Night. After The Wedding Of River Song. Nearly 24 hours have passed. Nearly twenty-four hours since she first woke up on a prison ship, was handed her verdict of twelve thousand consecutive life sentences, and left in a cell in the Stormcage Containment Facility. Nearly twenty-four hours since she had killed the man she loved. Or did she marry him? Or was it both? She couldn't remember. Everything about that time at the lakeside was fuzzy. She would remember one thing happening, then all of a sudden remember something completely different. There were a few things she most certainly