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Determined: Chapter Four

Friday, December 14, 2007

When their stolen flier crashes in the high mountains of Newhall, Jayne and Kaylee struggle to survive as Serenity’s remaining crew members organize a search for them.

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Determined: Chapter Four

Author: hisgoodgirl

Disclaimer: All belong to Joss. I got nada.

Paring: Jayne/Kaylee

Rating: PG-15, for profanity

Setting: Post BDM

Word Count: 1850

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 Four

Second Day, On The Mountain

The faint gray of dawn filtered in through breaches in the flyer. Jayne groaned and sat up from under the mound of insulation and evergreen boughs. His breath exited him as a soft fog in the frigid air. “Jesus, what a fuckin’ awful night.” He massaged his shoulder.

Kaylee rolled onto her back and opened her good eye. The other was bruised and swollen from the cut on her brow. “I ain't never been so cold in my life.”

“I know, baby.” Jayne rubbed his face. “Look, I gotta piss and then we better get a move on. Got lots to do and a bunch a ground to cover.”

“Me, too, then I’ll start seein’ what I can salvage from the control panel.”

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“I couldn’t get the radio to workin’, but I did rig this.” Kaylee held up an improvised transmitter wired to a pair of extra batteries. “I’m bettin’ River’s checkin’ the wave transmissions. Can’t send a voice transmission, but I can use the wire to tap on the battery, send a series of short pulses. If I do it right, River’ll know it’s us, maybe be able to pinpoint where we are.”

The big mercenary looked at her with open admiration. “I always knew you was clever. That’s good, Kaylee, real good. Guess we better see to how we can best keep ourselves warm.” He began to root around in the chaos inside the cabin.

“How’s your arm this mornin’?” She touched him hesitantly, hungry for the sense of reassurance his sheltering presence always gave her.

“Hurt’s like a bitch, but I’ll manage. How’s about your head?” He tilted her face into the light t

Comments
Saturday, 15 December 2007 05:04
Hopefully river will track them down without too much going wrong. We can always be hopeful.
Monday, 22 August 2011 16:35
might not remember too well and might have to go back re-reading, but wasn't it 11-26 in the previous chapter?

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