That All Encompassing Sense Of Apathy

Spoilers- up to Objects in Space

Disclaimer- None of the characters are mine, nor is the ship (although I’d really like one, it looks so shiny). Simon also quotes two parts of the Hippocratic oath, taken from my encyclopedia.

Note- This is my first attempt at Firefly fanfic so please go easy on me. This has to be dedicated to Pocket Jericho, who so kindly introduced me to the world of Firefly. Hope you are feeling better.

This was written in memory of a dear family friend who recently passed away.

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Simon had always thought that the expression ‘heart in your throat’ was overly dramatic, after all a person’s heart was situated firmly in their chest and could only be moved by a surgical procedure and who would want to put their heart in their throat? It had all seemed very illogical to him, even from a young age. Right now, however, it was becoming abundantly clear what the expression meant.

Simon stared at the grimy man near the doors of the cargo bay. He was obviously a miner, it was the main occupation on this planet. A fine layer of black dust covered his face and hands while his clothes were a sickly gray. A large, satisfied grin spread across the man’s face, revealing crooked and broken, yellowed teeth. Simon’s gaze traveled down the man’s arm to focus on his hand. The miner’s fingernails were black, a complete contrast to the pale skin they flexed against. Simon swallowed hard as the man’s hand clenched about River’s delicate neck.

Simon held his arm out towards the miner. “You don’t have to do this. She’s just a girl. She’s never hurt anyone.”

The miner reached into his pocket and pulled out a small gun. “Oh, I ain’t got anything against the girl personally. But there’s a real purdy price on her head, yours too come to think of it. The Alliance want you two real bad.” The man held the gun to River’s skull. “I’m guessing you love your little sis, so if you don’t want her pretty little head blowed off I suggest you follow me out of this boat while