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The Measure of a Jayne, Part 5- Conclusion

Kaylee washed and dried the few dishes on the tray she’d just brought back up from Jayne’s lap. Smiled at remembering how the food put out his side of the heated argument with Simon she’d walked in on there in Jayne’s quarters. The good doctor might have come there spoiling for an unfair fight, harboring some misguided hope that since Jayne was still poorly this might be a grand time for Simon to sternly lecture the big mercenary, take him down a notch or two.

Simon was pursuing a potential beating just when his salvation walked up in the form of a shapely ace mechanic in overalls. Kaylee was witness to the fact that Jayne did not lack the strength to stand. Didn’t lack in nothin’ he needed to quell Simon's shouting, apparently. And stand he did, fury and caged strength flexing and toiling, ready to lay Simon out flat on the deck, in sudden dire need of a doctor himself.

But a heartbeat before it came to that, Kaylee the peacemaker had swooped down with her tray of good nourishing food like a boxed picnic on a summer’s day. Lured Jayne’s fists into going from coiled up and ready to rain down hell to simple appendages gripping a spoon and fork in the space of the time it took Kaylee to step forward and sit down on the big man’s bunk, patting the place at her side for him to sit down and eat.

As his raging appetite showed, Jayne clearly didn’t need as much help from her or Simon, not near’s much as before. Simon was lucky Kaylee was there to look out for his welfare, she figured. But hell, Jayne still needed Simon too; there was things Kaylee could not, would not do.

The patient would do well to remember that fact and work harder at taking lip from the well-meaning doctor from time to time if need be. Kaylee was fine as a junior nurse in trai