TITLE: "NOT SMOOTH"

AUTHOR: Alison M. DOBELL

FANDOM: "FIREFLY"

PAIRING: No specific pairing.

RATING: PG-13.

STATUS: New. SEQUEL to "THE SMALL PRINT"

ARCHIVE: Yes. Just let me know where.

FEEDBACK: Welcomed.

EMAIL: AlisonMDobell@aol.com

WEBSITE: http://carlajane.50megs.com/Ali00.html

SUMMARY: "The crew of Serenity set their plan in motion."

The usual disclaimers apply. The characters and 'Firefly'

are the property and gift of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.

No infringement of copyright is intended.

"NOT SMOOTH"

A "Firefly" story

Written by Alison M. DOBELL

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Jayne staggered a bit. Not just under the weight of his burden but the girls that came to hang on his arms and lean over and kiss him. *Wu de ma* if only his hands were free he would rutting well show them how to kiss properly and no mistake. But carrying the unconscious Captain in his arms limited his options some. He was ushered into the restaurant and the door closed and bolted behind him before he could say *tianna*.

One of the girls looked older than the rest and was the only one to show a trace of concern. She led him to the back of the room but not through the curtain. Jayne laid the Captain on a red plush couch, concerned to see no sign of movement from him. Mal's face was so pale and sweaty. Without thinking he placed a couple of fingers along the side of his neck, not settling against the over hot skin until he found the carotid pulse. It thrummed thready but regular. He did not like this. The Captain was fading fast. He looked up anxiously. Where the gorram was Anderson? If that *gos se tamade* did not show up soon he was gonna rip this place apart. Just then the back curtain swayed. Jayne's head shot up, hand on his gun. A geisha swayed into the room, the painted face angled at him in what was supposed to be a seductive pose. Jayne did not care.

"Somethin's wrong with the Captain. He collapsed on our way here. Can you help hi