The Doc Is In.

Onboard a warship, the duo of Aisha and Malachi had just finished with the last revival soldier on board the bridge.

The dynamic duo didn't have a single scratch on them even after taking on an entire ship together.

The only sign that they had by even been in battle was the blood staining their boots and the occasional splotches on their face.

The pair suddenly looked at each other as they wiped their weapons off.

"Damn… barely got any blood on you."

Aisha shrugged. "Aubrey's not a real big fan of the smell. I try to keep myself as clean as possible so that there'll be less of it in our shower at home."

No one would ever believe that this was the same girl who played in the mud religiously when she and Mal were kids.

Malachi shook his head at the absurdity of their development before something drew their combined attention.

Out of the window, the two of them saw a wave of blue flame strike one of the airships.