Slim as Dimes, Part 3

By belasera

NC-17…ish

Oh, the things you hear in a cracked spaceship…I’m going back to my first love, Jayne/Kaylee, with a smattering of Simon for good luck.

Spoilers for the BDM!

A vague disclaimer is nobody’s friend. All recognizable characters belong not to me, but to Joss Whedon and the darlings over at Universal. No money made, no harm meant.

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He meant it, no two ways about it. And she meant to be free, if’n she decided to leave her lock off she meant to do with as little hurt as she could to them that didn’t earn it.

It wasn’t easy, to be endin’ it, to look on Simon as he nodded and sighed. Sparked a bit of anger, way he took it so calm like nothin’ he could do about it. But he was right not to fight her even if she wished he would. Nothin’ would change them, make them somethin’ to be fightin’ for.

She thought to tell him, not everything, but just enough that if he found out he could understand. Wasn’t that she was leavin’ him for Jayne, not a thing like it, was just that she was leavin’ and Jayne was…there, Jayne was comin’ no matter what. But there wasn’t words enough in English or Mandarin to explain the whys of that.

Walkin’ away from Simon was like comin’ down with fever real fast, left her unsteady and fitful, and she knew she’d have to lock her door, though Jayne might not understand. She could whisper him a reason and curl up tight, take a goramn minute to grieve before….before him.

She didn’t have to, Cap’n took him and River on the shuttle headin’ to a job, left Zoe in charge, said they’d be back in three days. Kaylee heard them from her hideout in the engine room, Jayne and River bickering in their odd manner as Mal hollered for them to get their butts on board if they was wantin’ to eat this week.

They were an odd group left behind, Zoe, Inara, Simon and Kaylee. Quiet, but peacefully so. Bein’ around Simon without Jayne near was a kindness, let her ease into the start of a new friendship with him. Slow, to be sure