AN: I know, I'm horrible, 6 months, I know. But it's still better than nothing, right? And at least I finally got over the block I had with this chapter. For those of you who followed this series from the beginning, well you just read on and leave shiny comments. Those of you who hasn't even read anything written by me, well just click on my name and search out "Spin The Truth", which is the first story of this series.

AN2: So, we've seen Mal's, Simon's and Zoe's day after the big drinking game, lets go on and see Inara's. Who to look out for next? Well it'll be our very own mercenary, man-ape, the maaaaan we call Jayne.

AN3: Many thanks to Steph, who betas my Gilmore Girls fanfics and was kind enough to do it for this one as well :)

The first thing that came to her mind as she woke up, was that it was too early. She barely glanced over to the side to have her alarm clock confirm it. That was the true annoyance with drinking. She rarely got headaches and she had at least a nice tolerance for alcohol, unless she truly went in for getting shit-faced, a 'term' she wasn't known to use. In fact the only time she had ever uttered it was that one time she and Kaylee had gone all out on the egg-nog they were making for Christmas Eve. A smile always crept to her face as she thought of the two of them stumbling out from the ship, giggling in the wee hours of dawn, neither of them able to sleep, in order to stock back up on 'nog ingredients they had so conveniently consumed whilst making.

A big yawn escaped her lips as she pondered how she could be so tired, yet so awake at the same time. This would be an uneventful day. She had the feeling that no living soul would emerge to the surface for many hours to come. Glancing over to her bedside, she took in the sight of her robe, contemplating whether or not give into the temptation of taking a quick trip to the galley for some tea without having gone through the long morning ritual.

She was no slav