A/N: I wrote this pretty quickly, and it isn't beta-ed, so don't expect miracles. Just a little conversation that popped in to my head. Enjoy, and please comment. xx

Seeing Light in the Black

“Kaylee?” Simon asked, “Are you okay.”

The mechanic smiled from where she sat perched near the door of the infirmary. Everyone else had cleared from the room when Simon had given the unconscious Jayne the all clear, but Kaylee had remained, watching as he cleaned the cuts on Jayne’s face.

“Shiny, Doctor,” she said, and he detected a slight shakiness in her voice that wasn’t usually present.

He moved to her, feeling a little puzzled. “He really is going to be fine,” he told her, wondering as he spoke just what kind of relationship Kaylee and the big mercenary shared. It occurred to him that the thought bothered him more than was appropriate.

“Oh, I know,” Kaylee said cheerily, looking to the floor. “Sure there ain’t a wound you can’t fix.”

Simon felt him self blushing slightly, and shifted with embarrassment, cursing himself. “I wouldn’t say that,” he muttered. “But really, as gun shot wounds go, it was pretty minor. You don’t need to worry.”

“I ain’t worried,” she assured him, finally meeting his eye. “I just…”

“What?” he asked, stepping closer thoughtlessly.

She blushed, and Simon was surprised. He had been beginning to think nothing could embarrass the consistently cheerful Kaylee.

“It’s just… you was really amazing, you know that?” She nodded over to Jayne, and Simon thought back to ten minutes ago when he’d had his hands buried in the man’s side.

“I could never do what you do,” Kaylee said sincerely.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” Simon said, feeling embarrassed but oddly pleased. “I mean, I just… have the schooling, and the experience, to do what I do.”

Kaylee shook her head. “It’s more than that … it’s not something anyone could do.” She shuddered a little. “I go all squicky at the sight of blood.”

Simon grinned at this, and then wondered why it felt so odd to