umm....I don't own anyone, never have, never will.

this is set AFTER the BIg Damn Movie, so dont read if you don't know who you won't be seein

Jayne and Kaylee are together in this one, so if that bothers ya...too bad ;-P

Hope you enjoy

The Best Laid Plans

Chapter one

The plan had been perfect. Should’ve gone smooth. So of course, he’d ended up hurt. But this wasn’t the usual “plan gone south” injury. This one had a potential for seriousness that was matched only by it’s promise of strange happenings…stranger than what had already occurred.

The doc was doing his job, assessing and calling out what he needed to his moon-eyed assassin of a sister turned temporary nurse, trusting her to know what he was talking about even though she hadn’t had any “formal” medical training.

Zoe was standing stoically by the Infirmary entrance, arms crossed, waiting for the doc to give her the facts, hoping he could at least partially explain the…situation, after he got to seeing what was keeping the captain from jumping up off the infirmary bed and cursing their laziness and penchant for hanging about and worrying over nothing when there are perfectly good somethings to be getting done.

Kaylee, sweet Kaylee, was wide-eyed, teary, but hopeful (as always), standing somewhat close to Zoe, but leaning back on the lug of a mercenary she’d recently become quite attached to. Pulling strength from the steady heartbeat she knew thrummed under the chest she has been sleeping for the past 2 weeks or so.

Jayne, whose face may have well been made out of stone for all the concern he showed for his incapacitated captain, showed his worry by letting his hand seek out the comfort of a certain perky (well, not at the moment) mechanic’s smaller, smoother, but somewhat shakier hand, and gave it a squeeze whenever the machines the doc had switched on, and hooked the captain up to, gave a beep that sounded irregular to the merc’s ears.

Inara was the only crewmember not hovering about the infirmary. She was planet-side, sexing