Just follow the sobbing. That was a philosiphy that he had learned, early on, meant that someone (usually, him), was in some deep go-se. But, luckily, he could see a slim ray of hope to end her pain. He found Kaylee in the corridor, not far from where he had left that Aryan hussy.

Her body was racked by sobs, and it hurt to see her sad. In pain, all because of him. No, not him. Cassandra. He thought images of her in some rather painful, and compromising, posistions (in front of Jayne), hoping his psychic sister would catch them. And hurt that bitch for hurting his beloved.

He reached out a hand for her, and touched her shoulder. "Kaylee, xin gan, I-"

She moved forward slowly. "Why don't you and your 'true love' go back to kissing?" She said bitterly.

***

She watched as Simon left. Ah, well, there were other fish in the sea. So what if this particular rich doctor had gotten away? There were other men with taste for her...attributes.

"Simon's not rich." From out of the shadows, out stepped River. She stepped toward Cassandra. "Hes not rich," she repeated. "He lost it all when he saved me. But, he's still my brother. And he loves Kaylee, with all his heart. So, I'll thank you, not to hurt them anymore!"

Rivers hand snaked out, and brushed Cassandra's neck. Her entire left side went numb. Pressure points . Cassandra shuddered when the hand lifted.

River smiled. "Oooh...Simon doesn't like what you did. This is from him. And for Kaylee." The psychic advanced on the life-wrecker. Cassandra was too afraid even to scream. Pressure points.

***

NO!!! He would not let this end like this. Not let them end like this!!! He thrust out his hand, grabbed her shoulder. He pulled her back, pulled her into his strong arms. Closer still. He kissed her, before she could do a damn thing. Kissed like...like that first time, on the floor of the engine room, with River overhead, giving her silent consent. But this time, the