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The Girl and Jayne Cobb Part 4

Sunday, August 17, 2008

The conclusion. Now that they're in a pickle, how will River and Jayne survive?

CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2918    RATING: 9.0 (G)    SERIES: FIREFLY

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Title: The Girl and Jayne Cobb

Author: Instant Karma Girl

Date: Started July 2008 – Ended August 2008

Words: 45,734 (Entire Story – all parts)

Disclaimer: Joss is Boss and I would do nothing to detract from him. He and others own the ‘Verse…I just wish they played in it again.

Author’s Note: I haven’t provided translations for the Chinese because they didn’t on the show and if you use your imagination (and a translator), you can get the gist. This is my first Firefly fic. I hope you like it!

Thank you Michelle!!

It took another two hours to get her to sit down and when she did, she seemed to be shivering. I pulled her to me, so that she was sitting with her back to me, in between my legs, my arms wrapped around her. Neither of us slept and she jumped at every noise we heard. At first light, we rode Swift Breeze into the desert, against my better judgment.

The noon sun was glarin’ down on us when I made us stop, sheltering us under an overhang for its shade. Except for River’s crazy jabberin’, I thought everything was fine. We’d just stay here until the sun set a little, then keep going, which made more sense than to bake in the super intense sun. But things weren’t fine because everything went black and for a while, the only thing that registered in my mind was the intense pain rolling like waves from my head.

I had no idea how long I was out, but when I was able to open my eyes again, I found the area of the overhang to be in a frightful state and the dark of night had fallen. The filly was still in the same spot but that was because we hitched her to a large rock. But the horse’s whole demeanor was off, she was drooling, her hooves beating against the sand and rock. There was blood all over the place and fear clenched my heart.

Finally my eyes fell on River. I breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t dead. She was sitting on her knees, her arms outstretched, her hands palm to palm and on the cheek of a very athletic lookin’ blonde. Both of ‘em looked to be bleeding. I guessed tha

Comments
Monday, 18 August 2008 08:44
I think you've hit on an intruiging storyline here, with River able to show Jayne parts of her - and his - memory. And the idea of Foxtrot to November ... will you take this further? I hope so.

As for this last part, I'm glad that everyone understands, finally. And I love the last line.
IRISHBRNEYES
Monday, 25 June 2012 05:12
Wow! This is the second time that I have read this story of yours, and, just like the first time, I was blown away! There aren't that many out there that give you a glimps through Jayne's eyes. Excellent work my fellow firefly lovin' friend, and if you would ever want to continue this storyline in the foreseeable future, I would not be opposed to reading it. Thank you for this wonderful gift from your incredible imagination.

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