AN1: Fast upload of chapters (and two at a time!) I know, but I want this up before the BDM. Reviews are still really nice though, so please tell me what you liked/didn't like. Thanks so much for the reviews on chapter one! (Which is by the way.
Part Two
Mal jerked awake. Simon was shaking his arm, none too gently. ‘Captain!’
‘What the...? Doc, I was trying to sleep!’
‘It’s four pm.’
‘Don’t make much difference in the black now, does it?’
Simon made a noise which could have been amusement but seemed more like annoyance. ‘Of course. Regardless of that, I need you to wake up a moment.’
‘You wanna look at my eyes?’ Mal muttered blearily, still not quite awake.
‘Not right now,’ Simon answered awkwardly. ‘We... and by we I mean Jayne, Zoë and I... have found a job. Another hospital. We’ve got buyers for the medicine, plans to get in and out...’
‘Do I need to come with you?’
‘What?’
‘Since our last hospital job ended with a bounty hunter sneaking on board my boat looking for little sis, I gotta figure the reason we’re pulling another is cause you need something for me we ain’t got. Am I getting warm?’
‘I need to liberate a particular type of mender,’ Simon admitted. ‘But you don’t need to come with us, it’s fairly portable.’
‘Like the one you used for my ear?’
‘Like that, yes. More complicated, unfortunately. Hence the need for the hospital. But it should help establish how long your recuperation is likely to be.’
‘So we don’t need it to fix me up?’
‘I...’
‘You don’t know.’
‘No, I don’t. I’m sorry, Captain, but the eye is so delicate and...’
Mal interrupted Simon before he gave himself a panic attack. ‘No one’s accusing you of anything, doc. If you say you need the machine, you need the machine. Now, do I have any say in this plan, or has Zoë launched some kind of coup?’
‘No coup, si
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p.s. this bit is completely mal...
‘It’s been a long day, people were shooting at you, Wash was yelling, people were shooting at you, Jayne probably did something Jayne-like at some point during the heist, people were shooting at you...’
"Jayne probably did something Jayne-like..."
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *wets self with laughter*
‘On the plus point, sir,’ Wash noted from his wife’s bedside. ‘You’ll have lots of time to work on your pirate impression. You seem to have one too many patches but...’ Wash ducked as a pillow was sent, surprisingly accurately, at his head. ‘It’s sad when pain drives a man to bitterness. Attacking his loved ones...’ Wash trailed off mournfully.
perfect
You can't take the sky from me
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