TITLE: "NIGHTMARES OUT OF DREAMS"
AUTHOR: Alison M. DOBELL
FANDOM: "FIREFLY"
PAIRING: No specific pairing.
RATING: PG-13.
STATUS: New. SEQUEL to "AN INTERESTING DAY"
ARCHIVE: Yes. Just let me know where.
FEEDBACK: Welcomed.
EMAIL: AlisonMDobell@aol.com
WEBSITE: http://carlajane.50megs.com/Ali00.html
SUMMARY: "Simon is thrown into the kind of nightmare from
which there is no waking. Meanwhile Mal has troubles of
his own as the net begins to tighten."
The usual disclaimers apply. The characters and 'Firefly'
are the property and gift of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
No infringement of copyright is intended.
"NIGHTMARES OUT OF DREAMS"
A "Firefly" story
Written by Alison M. DOBELL
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Simon was incensed but powerless to do anything. The twine cut deep into his wrists as Diamond Harry secured his hands behind his back. Once he was done he half dragged and half pushed the doctor away from his fallen charge. "*Qing*, she's just a child!"
The man smirked further distorting his squat features. "She'll survive an' if you're good I'll give ya a ringside seat."
"*Weishenme*? Why are you doing this?"
Harry gave a little grunt then fiddled with something out of sight. Simon heard a tearing sound then a wide swathe of sticky tape was pressed unceremoniously across his mouth. He tried to struggle then froze, the laughing gleeful face of Diamond Harry peering down at him as if this was his best day ever. "Oh you are goin' to see it all, *dong ma*? Every one I take will see your face as they lay dyin'."
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Inara Serra was pleased. Her confidence a professional aspect of her consumate range of skills. The tracker was efficient. Her own vessel had followed the Dragonfly with ease. Great hulking flying monolith that it was it made her job so much easier but the destination had surprised her. A gift that was unexpected. So little surprised her jaded senses any more. Even less touched h
Totally engrossed and eager for the next part!
Where's River? WHo got shot? Was it Kaylee? Or did River or Book shoot Harry?
Please hurry with the next installment :)
To my amazement I find myself feeling a bit sorry for your Inara too. How empty she is.
Liked this sentence about Clem very much " The man straightened, eyes bright and sharp as tacks as if he could home in on a lie at a thousand paces and nail it dead." Very direct, lots of impact.
Marvellous stuff. Keep it coming!
Accckkk. This chapter was one of the best but now I have all these things floating around in my head. Hurrrrrrrrryyyy, I need more.
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