PART SEVEN

I'm not the same

a warrior soul that burns away for love

I'm in a haze but there's a light, riding from her face

Maybe it could be love,

'cause you're the one who can move my heart,

no more rain on us a new day will shine...

Something inside:

a strange feel I never had in all my life...

Now I know it's love,

'cause you're the one who can move my heart,

no more rain on us a new day will shine...

... I've left my old life behind...

Love – Labyrinth

[The town of Avalon is very similar to Glastonbury, UK. A fair scattering of CGI and Glastonbury would be the ideal location shoot! A thinly veiled Bill Bryson lookalike appears as a lawyer in this part!]

*

Vera and Jayne enjoyed the side benefits of a long lie in and then went to the galley. River was dancing on the table, bare-foot.

“We gotta eat off of that!” Jayne protested, conveniently ignoring the use he and Vera had put the table to just recently.

River stretched her arms up and her feet moved right to the area of table where Jayne and Vera had been intimately joined twice over, “Pleasure.”

Mal came in behind them, “River?”

“All better now. Pleasure and joining and release.”

“I'm gonna skip right past the bit where I'd ask for an explanation and suggest you find a cloth and some stuff to clean the table.”

River grinned, “My feet are clean!”

“That's as maybe, but I want my breakfast to stay down. Please River, clean the table 'fore we eat.”

*

Vera was trying very hard to look innocent and *definitely not at Jayne. She was remembering dragging Jayne in here on the pretext of needing a stiff drink and then pulling him over to the table, dispensing with her undies and demanding that he make her feel alive again. There'd been a big aching need inside her and he'd been pretty eager to assuage it; especially since they'd had several hours on their own without interruption. The first time on the table had been pretty basic and animal for both of them, then he'd helped her out of most of the rest of her clothes apart from her stoc