Jayne took another shot as he let his eyes roam the room again. They stopped for a moment on two of the barmaids that were looking at him. He straightened up for a second then continued his search. He was now seeing the many looks that kept getting tossed towards their table. Jayne assumed the men in the room were either leering at Kaylee or wondering why someone as dressed up as Simon was in their establishment. As he followed one man's eyes however, Jayne found that they were staring intently at Mal. Jayne straightened himself quickly and walked over to Mal, looking calm as he bent down to his ear.

"I'm thinkin' it might be time for us to be movin' on cap'n." Jayne whispered with intensity.

Mal looked up at Jayne and caught the look in his eye just before the lights in the place died. Shouting and cursing echoed in the pitchblack room. Mal felt dizzy all of a sudden and heard a scream come from deep somewhere inside him.

'Not here', Mal thought, 'Not now.'

"You! Big guy! Get the girl and the prim out of here. I got your captain," Shouted someone from the dark.

Mal felt himself heaved over someones shoulder and felt someone carry him out. Someone shouted really close to his ear, something about his name and a bounty. He heard a thud and that voice was gone. He could hear Jayne shouting at Kaylee and Simon to stay close. The sunlight nearly blinded him when they burst out of the bar. Mal saw the yellow blur of the mule as they ran past it to a good-sized steel transporter. He got hefted into the passenger seat and could hear Kaylee complaining about the mule. The man next to him said something and they were off. Mal was forced back in his seat by the force that the transporter let out. His vision swirled as the dream took a hold of him again. There was no screaming this time. No sound at all. It all just played through. Then it was dark.

"It's okay Sarge, I've got you." Bo said to him from the darkness.

Mal felt peaceful. He slept for he didn't know how long. He might have dreamed again, but it did