Inara turned a corner, intending on returning to her shuttle after a short use of the Sensoriums, but came to a complete stop seeing Mal running toward her, yelling for Tracey. Her mouth dropped open in surprise because as she too looked around, she wasn't seeing the same thing he was obviously.

And then she watched in horror as a crimson stain began to spread across his shirt and then as he began to fall. "Mal!!" she cried, rushing to his side. She dropped to her knees, and her fingers hovered over him for a moment before she pressed her hands firmly against his wounded shoulder.

"Mal?" she whispered, thinking that this was too much like the dream she'd had where he'd been shot. "Mal?" she repeated, trying to ignore how warm his blood felt against her hands. "You'll be OK, do you hear me, Mal?"