Mal and Zoë were starting to help the girls off Serenity's shuttle as Jayne released the door on their ship. He yelled loudly out of the bay door for medical help and them dashed back onto the ship and into the cabin to help Alana. He found her slumped forward over the control console and realised he was going to have to carry her out to the doctors. He scooped her up in his arms again and felt her blood start to ooze down his arms again. Jayne ran down from the cockpit and out onto the landing area with the unconscious woman in his arms and headed straight towards Serenity, his home and the home of the best trauma surgeon this side of the 'verse. He rushed straight past his captain and first mate without a word and ran straight into the infirmary where for the first time since the doctor had joined the crew Jayne was glad to see Simon, who stood peering into his microscope.

"Doc, you gotta help her, she's not movin'. You gotta do somethin', her back is all cut up, she's bleedin' all over!"

"Jayne? Oh my goodness! Put her on the examination couch, you had better place her on her front so I can examine her injuries."

Jayne eased her from his arms onto her side on the couch and then gently rolled her over onto her front. The doctor watched with slight surprise at the care with which the usually rough mercenary handled the unconscious girl. He bent to examine his new patient and realised she was going to need a transfusion so he took a swab of her blood to check her type. He scanned the sample into the computer and ran the checks.

"O negative, that's the same as you Jayne. She needs a transfusion as soon as possible. Will you do the honours or do I need to go and find someone else?"

"I'll do it, just do what you gotta."

The doctor nodded and swiftly rigged up the transfusion between Jayne and the still unconscious girl on the examination table.

"You just have to stay still and wait. Tell me if you start to feel light headed or anything, ok?"

Jayne nodded and sat down on one of the stools and