Survival Guide Chapter 2

A Jayne Kaylee Story

By Belasera

NC-17, kiddies

A vague disclaimer is nobody’s friend: All recognizable characters, etc. belong not to me, but to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Fox, and no money is being made here. The story, however, is mine.

Archiving: Sure, just tell me where it is so I can send my baby care packages with funny hats.

This is my very first attempt at fan-fiction, and will be a multi chapter story. It is already outlined, but I would appreciate any and all feedback, positive and negative, to help me flesh out the story as well as my meager capabilities allow. This is brought to you without beta, folks.

Big thanks to Werzbowski, AlienZookeeper, Ciara and Squee for their shiny words.

Kaylee’s lungs were on fire, her sides were splitting open. She couldn’t get enough air to keep her legs pumping. She was going to die. Maybe she said it out loud, because over the blood pounding in her ears she heard Jayne respond.

“I ain’t gonna let that happen.”

His hand was a vise on her wrist as she struggled to maintain the pace his long legs were setting.

Behind them, in the woods one reaver lay dead, half his head blown off in a quick shot by Jayne a moment after Kaylee had spotted them. But the gun was gone now, in the hands of a reaver who had sliced through Jayne’s forearm to get it.

Now they ran, and Serenity loomed huge in front of them, close enough that they could feel her humming readiness for liftoff, and far enough that they could die before touching her hull.

“Come on, bao bai, a few more steps.”

Jayne pulled her arm hard and for a moment she believed him, he was going to get them out of this. Then a cold dirty hand yanked her out of Jayne’s grasp and she cried out in fear even as he bellowed in pain.

A forearm across her throat and she was pulled against the reeking body of a monster, its hot fetid breath on her throat. Her fear for herself was replaced with horror as she saw Jayne’s’ face slashed viciously with his own knife. She thought he would co