Title: Capacity

By: Joly

Rated PG

Summary: Xiaofan adjust to her new life and eventually, the fall out from the old one.

Pairings: Nothing specific, just things I've been working with in the last few installments. But Jayne and Xiaofan are going there... Eventually.

Archive: yes, please. Let me know so I can do a little dance.

Disclaimer: No own, no make money, please don't sue.

Jayne stood there for a long moment, taking in the scene. Until his reverie was broken.

"I'm not dead," Xiaofan said, staring at the body of the bounty hunter at her feet.

Jayne looked up. Perched on the roof of a nearby shop was River, weapon in hand.

"Gorram it, girl! What have I told you 'bout gettin' into my guns?!"

"I think you should forgive her just this one time, Jayne," Xiaofan sighed, "Or else I'd be laying in a heap."

Jayne looked from Xiaofan to River and back again.

"Just this once, moonbrain, I'm gonna let it go. You need a gun, yer gonna have to get yer own. Now, come on down here."

River jumped from the roof to a landing slightly lower and then gracefully to the ground.

"What do we do, Jayne?" Xiaofan whispered, going into a bit of shock.

He thought a minute, "Mal normally- Never mind Mal… Gotta come up with a plan."

"Such as?" Xiaofan queried, shaking a bit as the shock began to fully set in. The body on the ground reminding her of what could have been her demise.

River put her arms around the other woman.

"Jayne will come up with something. Smart when he feels like it."

Jayne just gave her a menacing look, which River failed utterly to respond to. She just held Xiaofan for a moment longer, then linked hands with her.

"Xiaofan has to be dead."

"I don't want to be dead, River."

"Not dead dead…"

A light went on over Jayne's head.

"I got a idea."

Xiaofan looked at them and scowled.

"Just gotta get this guy squared away."

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"We're going to a morgue," Xiaofan said, confused.

"Yah, seems like the pla