Blue Sun Room FICTION - ROMANCE

River's Serenity - Chapter 4

Thursday, January 15, 2009

After overhearing Kaylee and River in the heat of passion, Simon has a very important decision to make. Post BDM. River/Kaylee. FINAL CHAPTER!

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Don't mind me, I'm just doing this for fun and am not making any money off of this. I wish like hell that I was the creative genius behind all this but sadly, all the credit goes to Joss Whedon and Fox.

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Simon stumbled throughout the corridors of Serenity, feeling dizzy and light-headed. He kept questioning himself in his mind, wondering if he had really heard what he thought he did. But every time he questioned it, he thought about what he had heard and decided there was no other explanation. Simon had heard his sister being brought to orgasm by his ex-girlfriend. The thought nearly made him faint but he managed to stay on his feet, desperate to get to the mess hall where he could get a drink of water.

Simon staggered into the mess hall where Mal, Zoë and Jayne were gathered. They all turned their heads to him when he entered and could tell that something was up. Simon had turned as white as a sheet and looked like he was about to be sick as he gasped for air. They all exchanged confused glances among themselves, wondering what had caused Simon to take a turn like this.

“You okay there, doc?” Mal questioned.

Simon didn’t respond as he stumbled over to the table and leaned against it, trying to keep his balance. Suddenly, Simon turned and heaved, vomiting all over Jayne’s boots, much to the disgust of Jayne.

“Gorram it doc!” Jayne yelled, scooting out of the line of fire. “These were my best boots! My mama got em for me and you had to go and puke on them!”

Simon once again failed to respond to the crew questioning him and merely collapsed into a chair. Zoë quickly grabbed a clean glass and rushed to the sink, filling it with water. She brought the glass over to Simon who took it and deeply drank from it, draining the glass in one gulp. Simon took several deep breaths as he wiped off his mouth and chin with the back of his sleeve, clearing away the remaining traces of vomit on them.

“What’s gotten into you Simon? What happened?” Mal asked, sitting down in the chair in front

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Friday, 20 February 2009 03:04
loved the story hope the rest of the people that read it love it too.

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