Even Roses Have Thorns
Chapter Thirty-Five: Cras amet qui nunquam amavit; Quique amavit, cras amet (May he love tomorrow who has never loved before.)
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, , , , , , *** *** *** At the end of breakfast, Mal stood; everyone’s attention turned toward him, and the chatter at the table came to a frowning halt. “Alright, we’ve got some good news. Simon and Aren have managed to get a doctor willing to do Simon’s final surgery. Everything looks above board, but we’re going to have to play things kinda cautious. As we’ve been expecting, it’s gonna mean a trip to the Core. In this case, Osiris.” Mal took a moment to have a look around the table. Zoë, already in the loop, just looked impassive. Aren and Simon, whose plan it was, shared a tense glance. River and Ceres looked politely interested. Kaylee looked frightened, and Jayne looked angry. “The surgeon who’s doing the operation is based outta the Medacad there. Believe he taught Simon for a while.” Simon nodded his assent. “And Aren’s met him at conferences and the like.” Aren also nodded agreement. “That’s the most reassurance we’ve got and it ain’t much. As you’ll likely recall, Osiris is Simon and River’s birth world, and where their parents still reside. Simon went to school and worked there. Keeping a low profile is absolutely critical. Now, money’s changed hands – our contact got half upfront, the rest on delivery. Everything’s been agreed, so I’m splitting what’s left a the Lassit
I apologise to anyone who felt that the new pairing (River/Ceres) should have been announced at the top, but I was hoping to capitalise on the element of surprise, hence my compromise to merely create a sort of spoiler here. Future chapters will be labelled clearly.
For those of you who allowed yourselves to be surprised, I hope that even if the pairing isn't to your taste, that the rest of the party was suffiently entertaining to make reading through worth your while.
"Simon and Wash – honorary women-folk."
Snerk. Ok, I loved Jayne for that one.
Simon isn't fully recovered, either - still quite weak, but you'll see more of that in the next chapter.
>"Inara and I had a talk some weeks back.” Mal stopped and rested his hand on Inara’s shoulder, and she instinctively brought her own up cover it – only to feel something cold pressed into her skin. As Mal moved away, she caught it secretly, and placed her hands in her lap. It was beautiful. A single, perfect ball of heliotrope set into a simple ring of gold. “And I think it’s the right time to announce that we’ve decided to marry.”
Apologies for the confusion.
And I love that Simon is being the mature one about this new relationship, and Mal and Jayne are the worried ones.
Still...great work here, girlfan! Definitely loved how you had Simon be the mature one when it came to River's relationship. Guess getting the crap tortured outta ya really makes you take a look at things from a new perspective;)
BEB
Umm, freaking out? There's going to be freaking out? Why? What kind?
Also, love way Jayne is now, all sensitive (mostly) to others. It's...well, it being Jayne and all, I suppose it's kinda disturbing, but in a good way.
>"“What? The lady doc likes women-folk, ‘Nara sexes women-folk, Simon and Wash – honorary women-folk. Not a straight girl on this boat.” Zoë, pleased that Jayne had taken the initiative to change the direction of the conversation, didn’t bother to even pretend to take offence. Kaylee, on the other hand, seemed to have taken it upon herself to break Jayne’s shin through repeated kicking." That's just pure Jayne wit right there. It couldn't have been written better.
As for the Ceres/River thing. I sure as hell did not see that coming. And I sure as hell like it. It's unforseen, yes, but I can totally see it happening, and can believe it too, which one would assume is the desired effect.
And three cheers for Mal and Inara! About time they started dancing with, instead of around, each other.
Lovely.
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