Sleep Tight....(2)

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Jayne took a sip of his beer as he and Mal waited for the contact to come to inform them of a job. Zoe usually accompanies them, but Zoe had asked permission to go somewhere with Inara and Kaylee.

So, Simon was ordered to stay on the ship, and while he was at it, to find where his moon-brain sister was hidin'. That girl sure needed to be dealt with, thought Jayne. Talkin' nonsense an' reading peoples mind just up and freaked him out.

As he sat there waiting and drinking, he looked around to see if there was a willing woman around, so that he could have a bit of fun before he had to go back to the ship. Only problem was, was that there was no one that caught his eye. For some reason, his usual type just didn't interest him no more, and that plumbed out scared him. The problem was that he was looking for someone like her. Someone like the girl they had found in an incubator; the one who always acted out but could also be lucid and have fun; the one who never looked hotter than when she stood as a weapon amidst the dead carcasses of those ruttin’ reavers.

"Jayne," said Mal, snapping Jayne back to what he needed to be doing. Mal took a sip from his drink as he said, "you follow my lead. Don't go do anything stupid that could get us killed, dong-ma?"

"Ah, hell, Mal," said Jayne, “when have I ever screwed up a job?"

"Do you want me to go down the gorram list?" said Mal, fully ready to answer the question, but before he could utter a word, the lights in the bar went dim.

Looking at each other, confused, they placed their hands on their guns, getting ready for any trouble that might start. Then three spotlights shone on the stage, which made them relax a bit. Hell, once Jayne saw the shadows of the three women, he got all happy. What came next, though, was something that neither of them expected.

"Hwoon-dahn," said Mal in disbelief.

Jayne spit out the beer in his mouth at the sight. Kaylee was wearing a red A-line cut dress that went a little past