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Determined: Chapter Two

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Mal and Serenity return to Newhall to pick up another load of ore from Browncoat sympathizer Chester Benning, only to find things don’t go according to plan. When Mal and Zoë are taken by the Feds, Jayne and Kaylee steal a small flier to return to Serenity for help, only to find themselves in a life-threatening situation.

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Determined: Chapter Two

Author: hisgoodgirl

Disclaimer: All belong to Joss. I got nada.

Paring: Jayne/Kaylee

Rating: PG-15, for profanity

Setting: Post BDM

Word Count: 1560

A/N: Set on the same world as my Faith Trilogy . Hover for translation. Loved it? Hated it? Let me know what you think. Thanks.

X-posted from my LiveJournal

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DETERMINED

Chapter Two

On The Mountain

Jayne’s first awareness was of cold and pain.

Where the dì yù am I and what the fuck happened?

He struggled to open his eyes, head swimming, and found himself on his back, staring up at crumpled metal and insulation and sky. The flyer sat tilted at a slant with a big gash in the hull on the port side. He strained his neck and saw the viewscreen was shattered with dark green fir branches poking through and snow sifting in.

We musta flipped when we stopped skidding and my gorramn seat broke loose… Where’s Kaylee?

The other seat was still bolted in position and the mechanic hung limply in the harness.

“Kaylee, honey – are you ok?” he asked. No response. Jayne reached to unbuckle his safety harness and groaned at the blinding pain that radiated from his left forearm.

Damn thing’s cracked at the very least.

Using his right hand and arm, he hurriedly pushed himself free of the harness and seat and shifted over to check on his girl. She was breathing normally, although her pulse was still racing.

Musta not been out long.

He unbuckled her and gently leaned her back against the head cradle, carefully smoothing her hair back out of her face. The girl had a gash above her left eye where she’d struck the control panel upon impact. She’d probably have one hell of a black eye and he hoped she hadn’t hit hard enough to have any major head trauma.

He took her hand, his callused thumb rubbing over hers. “Kaylee, baby, are you oka

Comments
Thursday, 13 December 2007 08:53
Good descriptions - and you made me feel cold!
Saturday, 15 December 2007 04:58
I'm not really one for Jaylee stories, but you write really well. I'm looking forword to finding out what happens.
Monday, 22 August 2011 16:13
the number of chapters ahead tells me this situation will be hairier than Jayne's butt....

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