Survival Guide

Chapter Five

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 props to Werzbowski, winner of Soup Contest ’04!

Survival Guide C5 is a lot like Buffy S7, melodramatic and with lots of speeches. Enjoy!

Jayne lay still, watching Kaylee sleep beside him, her head resting on his arm as the other circled her waist. He didn’t want to sleep, his head felt clear and awake for the first time in a week.

Memories were sorting themselves out, pushing into Jayne questions and doubts he didn’t want to think on just yet. “Bout things the captain had said, and what Jayne had done to those reavers. And ‘bout why Kaylee was lyin' in his arms just now. Later, maybe he could make sense of it, but not just now.

Now he just wanted to look at Kaylee, smell her softness all around him. No, in truth he wanted to wake her up, slip inside her and feel her trembling’ beneath him again. He ran his hand up her belly to caress one breast as he nuzzled her neck. Maybe the right thing to do was to let her sleep, but Jayne couldn’t ignore the need pounding inside him. Made him weak, had to get it out.

Kaylee’s hazel eyes blinked open and Jayne wasted no time in leaning down to kiss her.

“Hey you.” She murmured sleepily against his cheek

Jayne smirked at her. “Oh, were you sleepin’? All worn out by my manly self?”

Kaylee buried her face in his chest and laughed.

“Hey- wasn’t that funny!”

“Naw, it’s just…funny to me is