DISCLAIMER: Don't own it, never did, never will--just having fun playing.
A/N: You should really read the first part of this story, if you haven't already. All chapters are interlinked. , or an alternate beginning at , , , As always, thanks to kispexi2 for betaing this for me! Thanks to rhian_morwenna for making sure I got the medical stuff right! And thanks to woodsong_1978 for the final polishing! *g* Feedback is my drug of choice. Feed my habit? Chapter 5 Simon gives Mal the news Simon woke to the feel of Mal's hand combing through his hair. He sat up slowly, stretching muscles that had lain too long in unfamiliar positions, and smiled at Mal. "Hey. How are you feeling?" "Hey, yourself," Mal tried to smile back, but it was more of a grimace than anything else. "Considerin' I've been shot, doped, and operated on, guess I'm not feelin' too bad--not shiny, but not bad. Think I could get a drink? Feels like a desert took up residence in m'throat." Simon jumped up to get Mal a glass of water, helping him to take a drink. "Sorry, love. I shouldn't have fallen asleep like that. You should have had something to drink earlier." Mal took Simon's hand and brushed a kiss across the knuckles. "Hush, now. It's fine. I'm sorry you were so worried on my account that you couldn't even sleep on the couch out there. You wanna tell me why you're not yellin' at me 'bout gettin' injured, like you usually do?" Simon gave a choked laugh as he said, "Would it do me any good?" "No more'n it has in the past." "That's what I figured, so I thought
You can't take the sky from me
Glad you're sticking with me, Ali!
"I love my captain."
AWESOME!
I love this so much, I definitely can't wait to read more!
Breathe! Please! *g* So glad you're enjoying this! More soon, I promise.
"I love my captain."
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