Recurrent Verse : part eight : Concern
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bookaddict43Series Title: Recurrent Verse
Title: Concern
Author: Bookaddict
Characters: Jayne/Kaylee, crew, OCs
Rating: PG13
Timeline: post OIS, the BDM isn’t going to happen
Word count: 1113
Comment: prompt provided by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
squish_67 “When I was young I had me a cowboy; he weren’t much to look at just a free rambling man”. Previous chapters here
Jayne lay back on the bed and opened his arms to her. Kaylee sank willingly onto his chest, as warm hands moulded her breasts and soft lips caressed her face. Her own hands roamed freely over his big body, his groans and sighs spurrin’ her to greater efforts. Kaylee slid one hand down his chest; fingers grazin’ his nipples and dippin’ into his belly button movin’ teasingly to finally grasp his hot heavy length.
“Kaylee,” her name was torn from him and she kissed him deep and long, her lips moving to nip at his throat and chest….and he was gone.
There was a pool of blood and a smashed engine – it wasn’t Serenity, it wasn’t. Kaylee shook her head frantically.
It was the Falcon and there was a body on the floor and blood poolin’ – it was no-one she knew - it wasn’t Jayne, it wasn’t. There was another body, head smashed in - and a third - more blood! There was blood everywhere and it wasn’t Jayne, it wasn’t, it wasn’t…..
Kaylee jerked upright eyes wide with fright and a hand caught her elbow. “Jayne?” she swung round voice high.
“No honey. It’s Vic.” The mercenary kept a firm grasp on Kaylee’s elbow and drawin’ her closer, tried to soothe her. “We’re on the Falcon.”
“The Falcon?”
“Yeah, remember?” Vic was pleased to see the girl’s eyes slowly regaining a bit of sanity. “Yer man’s safe, ‘s far as I know.”
“My man?” Kaylee shook her head to clear it.
“Ya were callin’ for Jayne, more than once too.”
Not more than an hour ago Kaylee had finally succumbed to sleep and curled up beside her on the mattress. It hadn’t been a settled sleep though and the girl had pretty soon started twitchin’ from nightmares.
The twitchin’ made Vic wonder about what the girl might have seen, the others bein’ dead and all, and her not likin’ blood. Too, every time Kaylee came down from tendin’ Dan she was paler and more worried, frettin’ ‘bout whether she was lookin’ after him right.
“I called for Jayne?”
“Yeah.” Vic kept talkin’. They needed Kaylee to hold it together, without her none of them had a chance. “I’m guessin’ he’s the one yer maybe crushin’ on? ‘Course I can understand that – there was a time I wouldn’tve minded bumpin’ pelvises with him.”
There was a real spark this time when Kaylee looked at her and Vic grinned to herself. “He reminds me of a cowboy I used to have dealings with; he were a bit of a wanderer and not a patch on Jayne for looks.”
“Ya and Jayne…never?” said Kaylee mind fastenin’ on to the fact that most interested her.
“Nope.” Vic was blunt.
“Why not?” Kaylee blushed, “I mean I thought the two of ya were pretty well suited.”
“A couple of reasons really,” Vic’s eyes wandered over to Monty fast asleep beside them. “I kinda got interested otherwhere and o’ course Jayne never takes his eyes off ya long enough to notice anyone.”
Kaylee followed Vic’s wistful eyes and tried not to think ‘bout Jayne watchin’ her, ‘bout the warm feelin’ it gave her. “Vic. When we get outta here, ya should say something to him.”
“Ya that certain we’re gettin’ away from here?”
“I told ya. The Captain’s real keen on leavin’ no-one behind.” Vic was relieved to see Kaylee’s optimism comin’ back. “And with Monty bein’ an old army buddy and me bein’ here, he’ll be searchin’.”
“I’m thinkin’ he mightn’t be the only one.” Vic broached the other subject worryin’ her. “It’s been two days since we fought off the pirates. What if they’re out there lookin’ for us too? We’d be easy pickins right now.”
“Do ya think they are?”
“Maybe, and maybe I’m paranoid.”
“Or just bein’ a mercenary,” Kaylee nodded becomin’ her practical self. “Want me to go get yer guns?”
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The crew stared grimly at the debris field ahead of them.
“Any bodies?” the Captain voiced all their fears.
Not Kaylee, please not Kaylee. Jayne’s hands clenched on the gun he was readyin’. If she were still alive they could find her, help her.
“Scans show some Firefly components in the mix out there, but no bodies.” Wash’s voice was glum.
“Enough for the whole ship?” the Captain queried.
“No.” The pilot glanced at the screen again. “Only bits from the outer hull. All the other stuff is older not recent.”
There were still hope then.
“So where’s the Falcon?”
And Kaylee. Where was she? He was feelin’ mighty useless just sittin’ here – waitin’.
“My best guess would be it either crashed on one of the moons here or was towed away.”
If anyone had taken or hurt her there was gonna be hell to pay. Jayne’s lips set tightly as he counted grenades silently.
“If it was towed,” Zoë asked, “wouldn’t the beacon be showing?”
“Probably, Kaylee hid it pretty good. It would flash even if the engine wasn’t turning.”
The little girl sure was clever with her hands.
“So they’ve crashed?” The Shepherd asked.
“I’m thinking yeah.” Wash didn’t like the thought of that happening. The chances of any of the crew surviving were pretty low. “I’ll need to fly a lot closer to those moons to pick up any signal.”
Jayne knew what Wash was thinkin’, he could see it in his eyes. But he didn’t think the girl was dead; the Moonbrain would feel it. She’d said so in the same voice she’d used on Ariel to tell her brother ‘bout the dyin’ fella. He clung to an idea that yesterday he would’ve scoffed at.
Mal ran his fingers through his hair. “Do that; and keep an eye out for pirates too. We don’t need us getting into any trouble this time round.”
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Kaylee placed the last grenade carefully and stepped back, givin’ Vic a wave as she did so. The booby trap was ready if the pirates come callin’. She’d had to rig it so’s not to catch Serenity’s crew when they came.
She hoped they were comin’ soon. There weren’t much left in the infirmary. Another day and they’d be out of smoothers. Dan was gettin’ weaker and weaker, Vic was in constant pain and Monty was makin’ more sense now, but he still couldn’t see and was becomin’ real frustrated.
Kaylee herself weren’t feelin’ too good. She was so tired, close to tears all the time and her hands were shakin’ some whenever she tried to do anythin’ delicate. She wanted Serenity to come, wanted to see the Captain; wanted Jayne.
Title: Concern
Author: Bookaddict
Characters: Jayne/Kaylee, crew, OCs
Rating: PG13
Timeline: post OIS, the BDM isn’t going to happen
Word count: 1113
Comment: prompt provided by
squish_67 “When I was young I had me a cowboy; he weren’t much to look at just a free rambling man”. Previous chapters hereJayne lay back on the bed and opened his arms to her. Kaylee sank willingly onto his chest, as warm hands moulded her breasts and soft lips caressed her face. Her own hands roamed freely over his big body, his groans and sighs spurrin’ her to greater efforts. Kaylee slid one hand down his chest; fingers grazin’ his nipples and dippin’ into his belly button movin’ teasingly to finally grasp his hot heavy length.
“Kaylee,” her name was torn from him and she kissed him deep and long, her lips moving to nip at his throat and chest….and he was gone.
There was a pool of blood and a smashed engine – it wasn’t Serenity, it wasn’t. Kaylee shook her head frantically.
It was the Falcon and there was a body on the floor and blood poolin’ – it was no-one she knew - it wasn’t Jayne, it wasn’t. There was another body, head smashed in - and a third - more blood! There was blood everywhere and it wasn’t Jayne, it wasn’t, it wasn’t…..
Kaylee jerked upright eyes wide with fright and a hand caught her elbow. “Jayne?” she swung round voice high.
“No honey. It’s Vic.” The mercenary kept a firm grasp on Kaylee’s elbow and drawin’ her closer, tried to soothe her. “We’re on the Falcon.”
“The Falcon?”
“Yeah, remember?” Vic was pleased to see the girl’s eyes slowly regaining a bit of sanity. “Yer man’s safe, ‘s far as I know.”
“My man?” Kaylee shook her head to clear it.
“Ya were callin’ for Jayne, more than once too.”
Not more than an hour ago Kaylee had finally succumbed to sleep and curled up beside her on the mattress. It hadn’t been a settled sleep though and the girl had pretty soon started twitchin’ from nightmares.
The twitchin’ made Vic wonder about what the girl might have seen, the others bein’ dead and all, and her not likin’ blood. Too, every time Kaylee came down from tendin’ Dan she was paler and more worried, frettin’ ‘bout whether she was lookin’ after him right.
“I called for Jayne?”
“Yeah.” Vic kept talkin’. They needed Kaylee to hold it together, without her none of them had a chance. “I’m guessin’ he’s the one yer maybe crushin’ on? ‘Course I can understand that – there was a time I wouldn’tve minded bumpin’ pelvises with him.”
There was a real spark this time when Kaylee looked at her and Vic grinned to herself. “He reminds me of a cowboy I used to have dealings with; he were a bit of a wanderer and not a patch on Jayne for looks.”
“Ya and Jayne…never?” said Kaylee mind fastenin’ on to the fact that most interested her.
“Nope.” Vic was blunt.
“Why not?” Kaylee blushed, “I mean I thought the two of ya were pretty well suited.”
“A couple of reasons really,” Vic’s eyes wandered over to Monty fast asleep beside them. “I kinda got interested otherwhere and o’ course Jayne never takes his eyes off ya long enough to notice anyone.”
Kaylee followed Vic’s wistful eyes and tried not to think ‘bout Jayne watchin’ her, ‘bout the warm feelin’ it gave her. “Vic. When we get outta here, ya should say something to him.”
“Ya that certain we’re gettin’ away from here?”
“I told ya. The Captain’s real keen on leavin’ no-one behind.” Vic was relieved to see Kaylee’s optimism comin’ back. “And with Monty bein’ an old army buddy and me bein’ here, he’ll be searchin’.”
“I’m thinkin’ he mightn’t be the only one.” Vic broached the other subject worryin’ her. “It’s been two days since we fought off the pirates. What if they’re out there lookin’ for us too? We’d be easy pickins right now.”
“Do ya think they are?”
“Maybe, and maybe I’m paranoid.”
“Or just bein’ a mercenary,” Kaylee nodded becomin’ her practical self. “Want me to go get yer guns?”
**************************
The crew stared grimly at the debris field ahead of them.
“Any bodies?” the Captain voiced all their fears.
Not Kaylee, please not Kaylee. Jayne’s hands clenched on the gun he was readyin’. If she were still alive they could find her, help her.
“Scans show some Firefly components in the mix out there, but no bodies.” Wash’s voice was glum.
“Enough for the whole ship?” the Captain queried.
“No.” The pilot glanced at the screen again. “Only bits from the outer hull. All the other stuff is older not recent.”
There were still hope then.
“So where’s the Falcon?”
And Kaylee. Where was she? He was feelin’ mighty useless just sittin’ here – waitin’.
“My best guess would be it either crashed on one of the moons here or was towed away.”
If anyone had taken or hurt her there was gonna be hell to pay. Jayne’s lips set tightly as he counted grenades silently.
“If it was towed,” Zoë asked, “wouldn’t the beacon be showing?”
“Probably, Kaylee hid it pretty good. It would flash even if the engine wasn’t turning.”
The little girl sure was clever with her hands.
“So they’ve crashed?” The Shepherd asked.
“I’m thinking yeah.” Wash didn’t like the thought of that happening. The chances of any of the crew surviving were pretty low. “I’ll need to fly a lot closer to those moons to pick up any signal.”
Jayne knew what Wash was thinkin’, he could see it in his eyes. But he didn’t think the girl was dead; the Moonbrain would feel it. She’d said so in the same voice she’d used on Ariel to tell her brother ‘bout the dyin’ fella. He clung to an idea that yesterday he would’ve scoffed at.
Mal ran his fingers through his hair. “Do that; and keep an eye out for pirates too. We don’t need us getting into any trouble this time round.”
**************************
Kaylee placed the last grenade carefully and stepped back, givin’ Vic a wave as she did so. The booby trap was ready if the pirates come callin’. She’d had to rig it so’s not to catch Serenity’s crew when they came.
She hoped they were comin’ soon. There weren’t much left in the infirmary. Another day and they’d be out of smoothers. Dan was gettin’ weaker and weaker, Vic was in constant pain and Monty was makin’ more sense now, but he still couldn’t see and was becomin’ real frustrated.
Kaylee herself weren’t feelin’ too good. She was so tired, close to tears all the time and her hands were shakin’ some whenever she tried to do anythin’ delicate. She wanted Serenity to come, wanted to see the Captain; wanted Jayne.
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Date: 2006-08-29 06:06 am (UTC)wantneed more, dear. I need Jayne to find her now and kiss everything better. I am totally loving the angst here. Can't wait for the next chapter.(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-29 11:28 am (UTC)I've got kitten fic duties and the roundrobin but I promise soon.
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Date: 2006-08-29 06:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-29 11:29 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-29 12:31 pm (UTC)How long are you gonna drag this rescue out? 'Cause I'm not real good at the edge-of-my-seat thing...
'Course, absence does make the heart grow fonder - theoretically - so keeping 'em apart a while longer might not be so bad. ;D
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Date: 2006-08-29 01:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-08-30 02:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-31 09:34 pm (UTC)So angsty, and I just want Jayne to come kiss her and make it all better, too!