Recurrent Verse : Part nine : Rescue
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bookaddict43Series title: Recurrent Verse
Title: Rescue
Author: Bookaddict
Characters: Jayne/Kaylee, Crew, OCs
Rating: PG13
Word count: 1085
Comments: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ceslas who provided the prompt - Hanging by a moment by Lifehouse. Previous chapters here.
Wash glanced sideways at the man in the corner. Everyone else had left, but Jayne was still sitting there, weapons all laid out, ready to use. He hadn’t said a word for hours, no insults, no angry outbursts and no annoying questions. He just sat there and watched; it made Wash all kinds of uncomfortable.
He would’ve long since asked Jayne to go if Zoë hadn’t given him the signal that meant plain as plain, ‘let the man alone.’
But the brooding presence was getting to him. At least if he knew why Jayne was sitting there he’d feel better, less uncomfortable. He’d probably get his head bitten off but he was going to ask….
“See anythin’?” Jayne couldn’t take not askin’ any longer.
Wash just sat there flyin’, eyes glued to the readouts and didn’t say nothin’. Jayne admired the pilot’s concentration, meant he was tryin’ real hard. But he needed to know if they was any closer to findin’ Kaylee.
“No.” Wash shook his head in frustration. “I’ve buzzed one moon and there wasn’t anything. Now I’m doing the second, so far nothing.”
“Ya sure the Falcon didn’t get towed away?”
Jayne had come closer and was studying the console intently.
“No. I was just hoping they’d be here.” Wash sighed. “At least then we’d have only injuries to contend with.” His voice trailed off as Jayne’s hand clenched tightly on the back of his chair.
“You know that wherever we find them – they’re going to be hurt?” Wash watched for the mercenary’s reaction, surprised to realise that the man was actually worried about someone.
“Yeah I know.” Jayne said heavily as he went back to sit in the corner.
He didn’t want to think ‘bout Kaylee bein’ frightened or hurt, bein’ somewhere where he couldn’t look after her. If she were with Vic and Monty things might be better, his eyes fell on his guns. At least they’d have weapons.
“Ah…” Wash leant forward to ask Jayne who he was worrying about and saw something out of the corner of his eye. Swivelling round in his chair he fixed his gaze on the readout in front of him.
“I’ve got contact!” he whooped and grabbed for the handset. “We’ve found the beacon!!”
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“I’d say you’ve done this before,” Vic watched as Kaylee efficiently assembled the gun and laid it on the rug with its brothers. “But I thought ya didn’t like guns?”
“Don’t like what they do and ain’t no good at usin’ them.” The girl kept her eyes down, cleanin’ the next weapon, “but they’re just another sorta machine and I’m good with machines.”
“Somebody teach ya that?”
“Yeah,” Kaylee smiled gently to herself. She remembered a deep voice tellin’ her just that, as big hands moved confidently over gun parts and blue eyes stared at her piercingly.
“Ya might not like them, but ya should know how they work.” Jayne had picked up a gun and showed her the firin’ mechanism and her attention had been caught. “Ya might need to know, to save ya life one day.
Kaylee had taken his words to heart and often watched him clean his guns, even helped a time or two.
‘Cause she still weren’t no good with usin’ them, but Jayne had started makin’ noises ‘bout that too. She knew he hadn’t liked that she couldn’t defend herself at Niska’s and had been slowly workin’ up to teachin’ her how to use the gorram things.
Kaylee loved to watch Jayne’s not so subtle approach to the subject, to listen to the heavy hints he dropped. She’d giggled ‘bout it with River more than once and teased him gently by failin’ to notice even one of the hints.
‘Course that was before she got so silly and her and Jayne’s ease together changed. Even though they’d made up and on the surface their friendship was the same, it weren’t; now he never touched her.
Not even those little touches that made bein’ friends special. No rufflin’ her hair, no hand restin’ on her shoulder, no shoulders brushin’ against each other when they worked. Jayne had stopped all that. He stopped her touchin’ him too. Anytime she moved toward him, he’d step back, move away. It hurt.
If When they got outta here that was gonna change. No more no touchin’ go se.
No more pretendin’ she didn’t want Jayne, no more thinkin’ what was between them was only friendship. No more worryin’ ‘bout losin’ him before she even had him. She were goin’ to kiss that man senseless, then crawl in his bed and never leave.
“Kaylee,” Vic’s voice jolted her back to the present. “I think I can hear somethin’ outside.”
Kaylee glanced at Monty asleep beside them again, but Vic shook her head. “Don’t wake him. He don’t take to doin’ nothin’ too well.”
“Like someone else I know.” Kaylee picked up a gun and followin’ Vic’s actions, pointed it toward the cargo bay door. For the first time she understood the Captain, Zoë and Jayne jokin’ through a fight.
Vic glanced at her sideways, grinned in acknowledgement and turned back to the doors. “We don’t shoot till the grenades go off and we see who’s left. Don’t wanna be runnin’ out of bullets before we have to.”
Kaylee nodded. “And don’t shoot at all ifen it’s The Captain.”
“If it isn’t and things go bad, save a bullet for ya and Dan. I’ll take care of me and Monty.” Vic’s voice was steady. “Promise me?”
“I promise.” Kaylee kept her eyes trained on the door as it slowly clanked open and a very big gun appeared in the openin’. “But that’s Vera, so I won’t have to. I won’t have to.” She whispered lettin’ the gun fall from her hand.
Vic didn’t lower her gun till she saw the merc’s big body follow the gun through the door. “Up here.”
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Jayne’s eyes shot upwards at the voice, Vera trained in that direction. He didn’t need Mal’s, “lower the gun Jayne.” Cause he saw Vic sittin’ up there, gun in hand, Kaylee beside her.
He never took his eyes off Kaylee the whole time they climbed the unsteady stairs to where she was sittin’, watchin’ as she pulled herself slowly to her feet.
“Jayne,” he stopped; hangin’ by the moment while he waited for Kaylee to look at him or somethin’, only to have her gaze drift to someone behind him. “Simon. Ya gotta come and look at Dan.”
Title: Rescue
Author: Bookaddict
Characters: Jayne/Kaylee, Crew, OCs
Rating: PG13
Word count: 1085
Comments: Thanks to
ceslas who provided the prompt - Hanging by a moment by Lifehouse. Previous chapters here. Wash glanced sideways at the man in the corner. Everyone else had left, but Jayne was still sitting there, weapons all laid out, ready to use. He hadn’t said a word for hours, no insults, no angry outbursts and no annoying questions. He just sat there and watched; it made Wash all kinds of uncomfortable.
He would’ve long since asked Jayne to go if Zoë hadn’t given him the signal that meant plain as plain, ‘let the man alone.’
But the brooding presence was getting to him. At least if he knew why Jayne was sitting there he’d feel better, less uncomfortable. He’d probably get his head bitten off but he was going to ask….
“See anythin’?” Jayne couldn’t take not askin’ any longer.
Wash just sat there flyin’, eyes glued to the readouts and didn’t say nothin’. Jayne admired the pilot’s concentration, meant he was tryin’ real hard. But he needed to know if they was any closer to findin’ Kaylee.
“No.” Wash shook his head in frustration. “I’ve buzzed one moon and there wasn’t anything. Now I’m doing the second, so far nothing.”
“Ya sure the Falcon didn’t get towed away?”
Jayne had come closer and was studying the console intently.
“No. I was just hoping they’d be here.” Wash sighed. “At least then we’d have only injuries to contend with.” His voice trailed off as Jayne’s hand clenched tightly on the back of his chair.
“You know that wherever we find them – they’re going to be hurt?” Wash watched for the mercenary’s reaction, surprised to realise that the man was actually worried about someone.
“Yeah I know.” Jayne said heavily as he went back to sit in the corner.
He didn’t want to think ‘bout Kaylee bein’ frightened or hurt, bein’ somewhere where he couldn’t look after her. If she were with Vic and Monty things might be better, his eyes fell on his guns. At least they’d have weapons.
“Ah…” Wash leant forward to ask Jayne who he was worrying about and saw something out of the corner of his eye. Swivelling round in his chair he fixed his gaze on the readout in front of him.
“I’ve got contact!” he whooped and grabbed for the handset. “We’ve found the beacon!!”
*********************
“I’d say you’ve done this before,” Vic watched as Kaylee efficiently assembled the gun and laid it on the rug with its brothers. “But I thought ya didn’t like guns?”
“Don’t like what they do and ain’t no good at usin’ them.” The girl kept her eyes down, cleanin’ the next weapon, “but they’re just another sorta machine and I’m good with machines.”
“Somebody teach ya that?”
“Yeah,” Kaylee smiled gently to herself. She remembered a deep voice tellin’ her just that, as big hands moved confidently over gun parts and blue eyes stared at her piercingly.
“Ya might not like them, but ya should know how they work.” Jayne had picked up a gun and showed her the firin’ mechanism and her attention had been caught. “Ya might need to know, to save ya life one day.
Kaylee had taken his words to heart and often watched him clean his guns, even helped a time or two.
‘Cause she still weren’t no good with usin’ them, but Jayne had started makin’ noises ‘bout that too. She knew he hadn’t liked that she couldn’t defend herself at Niska’s and had been slowly workin’ up to teachin’ her how to use the gorram things.
Kaylee loved to watch Jayne’s not so subtle approach to the subject, to listen to the heavy hints he dropped. She’d giggled ‘bout it with River more than once and teased him gently by failin’ to notice even one of the hints.
‘Course that was before she got so silly and her and Jayne’s ease together changed. Even though they’d made up and on the surface their friendship was the same, it weren’t; now he never touched her.
Not even those little touches that made bein’ friends special. No rufflin’ her hair, no hand restin’ on her shoulder, no shoulders brushin’ against each other when they worked. Jayne had stopped all that. He stopped her touchin’ him too. Anytime she moved toward him, he’d step back, move away. It hurt.
If When they got outta here that was gonna change. No more no touchin’ go se.
No more pretendin’ she didn’t want Jayne, no more thinkin’ what was between them was only friendship. No more worryin’ ‘bout losin’ him before she even had him. She were goin’ to kiss that man senseless, then crawl in his bed and never leave.
“Kaylee,” Vic’s voice jolted her back to the present. “I think I can hear somethin’ outside.”
Kaylee glanced at Monty asleep beside them again, but Vic shook her head. “Don’t wake him. He don’t take to doin’ nothin’ too well.”
“Like someone else I know.” Kaylee picked up a gun and followin’ Vic’s actions, pointed it toward the cargo bay door. For the first time she understood the Captain, Zoë and Jayne jokin’ through a fight.
Vic glanced at her sideways, grinned in acknowledgement and turned back to the doors. “We don’t shoot till the grenades go off and we see who’s left. Don’t wanna be runnin’ out of bullets before we have to.”
Kaylee nodded. “And don’t shoot at all ifen it’s The Captain.”
“If it isn’t and things go bad, save a bullet for ya and Dan. I’ll take care of me and Monty.” Vic’s voice was steady. “Promise me?”
“I promise.” Kaylee kept her eyes trained on the door as it slowly clanked open and a very big gun appeared in the openin’. “But that’s Vera, so I won’t have to. I won’t have to.” She whispered lettin’ the gun fall from her hand.
Vic didn’t lower her gun till she saw the merc’s big body follow the gun through the door. “Up here.”
*********************
Jayne’s eyes shot upwards at the voice, Vera trained in that direction. He didn’t need Mal’s, “lower the gun Jayne.” Cause he saw Vic sittin’ up there, gun in hand, Kaylee beside her.
He never took his eyes off Kaylee the whole time they climbed the unsteady stairs to where she was sittin’, watchin’ as she pulled herself slowly to her feet.
“Jayne,” he stopped; hangin’ by the moment while he waited for Kaylee to look at him or somethin’, only to have her gaze drift to someone behind him. “Simon. Ya gotta come and look at Dan.”
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Date: 2006-09-03 01:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-03 01:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-03 03:32 pm (UTC)It was going so well. You didn't have to do that! Argh! I thought you were winding this up, not throwing in some more problems! I thought she was gonna kiss him senseless!
You will write fast and post soon or I won't post the kitten fic! *and yes, I'm not above bribery or torture to get what I want*
*hmm, I sound so mean, I'm not really it's just that I want it resolved NOW* :)
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Date: 2006-09-03 08:37 pm (UTC)So next chapter, soon, dong ma?
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Date: 2006-09-03 09:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-03 11:19 pm (UTC)I am winding it up *grins* just wait till you read the next chapter and the next....Hopefully the next chapter will be up tonight. So kitten fic *beg, beg*
Kaylee is going to kiss him senseless of that you can be sure. They've just got a couple of things to work out that's all.
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Date: 2006-09-04 12:28 am (UTC)You know you threw me a curveball with the kitten fic, it has taken me all day to get it worked out. But it's getting there!
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Date: 2006-09-04 02:49 am (UTC)Waiting, waiting for more.
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:09 am (UTC)Oooh the kitten fic! Curveball, what curveball? Can't wait to see what you come up with!!
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:20 am (UTC)Hopefully with all fingers crossed - I will finish the next chapter tonight!!
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-04 03:31 am (UTC)Thank you for still reading and all the great comments!
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Date: 2006-09-04 04:26 am (UTC)Personally, I would have jumped him the first chance I got. But then, who of us wouldn't? ;P
Hanging out for the next part...
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Date: 2006-09-04 05:39 am (UTC)AMEN! Get to it, Kaylee! Don't leave Jayne with all the wrong ideas again!
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Date: 2006-09-04 09:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-06 03:12 pm (UTC)*off to read more*