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More Than Friends

By: Tigerrr
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Second chances, but no changes

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Jayne swung Kaylee up into his arms and carried her back to style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>Serenity, hopin
she’d had her share of hurlin’ and wouldn’t start
again until both he and his shirt were outta
range.  Poor girl; she’d never learned to
handle her drink proper-like and she was so tiny, she really hadn’t had much of
a chance ‘gainst all that sake she’d downed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  She moved suddenly and he stopped, class=SpellE>starin’ down at her to see if she was ready to spew again –
he was more’n ready to toss her down on the grass
were that the case, but no…she was sleepin’.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He studied her face by the lights of the
landing field – she was so gorram pretty, like some sort of expensive carving.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He was already regretting what he’d said to
her, and hoped she’d be too out of it to remember once she woke up.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  It just plain burned him up that Kaylee was
always followin’ Doc around, and hardly even class=SpellE>gettin’ the time of day from him.

 

He’d carried (as Kaylee put it) a torch for the tiny
mechanic ever since he joined the crew, but somethin
had always held him back from telling her how he felt – at first he’d passed it
off as a natural reaction to bein’ near a class=SpellE>fanciable woman. 
Then he tried pretendin’ it were just plain
friendliness; a brother ‘n’ sister type’a deal.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  But no matter how he tried class=SpellE>ignorin’ it and goin’ for paid
trim, he always ended up wishin’ it was Kaylee in his
arms and cryin’ out his name – not that whores ever
did that…he didn’t give out his name
no more after that one had started laughin’ at him on
account of what his momma had named him.

 

Jayne had realized that he loved her, and had thought of class=SpellE>speakin’ up for himself, right ‘bout the time Fancy Boy and
Moonbrain had come aboard.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Then all it took for his chance to disappear
was for Kaylee to lay her eyes on Simon…settin’ him
back to where he’d been before. 
Disappointment and hurt’d made him lash out at
the two of them, but it always made his innards feel all twisted up whenever he
saw his beo-bei’s
face fall in response to one of his comments. 
Tryin’ to get rid of Simon hadn’t worked
either – man was irritatin’ as all get out, a
complete chunstyle='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'> zi, and took
Kaylee further from Jayne every day they was together…but he weren’t style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>all bad. 
Looked after his crazy sister and that was all right, in Jayne’s
opinion.  A man oughtta
look to his kin.  Every time he’d tried class=SpellE>turnin’ the pair of them in, he thought of how Kaylee would
be sad – and angry with him - when she found out.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  And then he just couldn’t do it.

 

From the looks of things, maybe he wouldn’t even have to do class=SpellE>nothin’…well, ‘cept getting
Kaylee to open her eyes and see that he was the one she should choose, the one
who would stick by her…he knew that if he only had a chance, he could make her
happy and he’d treat her proper, just as he’d told her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He started walkin
again and met Zöe at the bottom of the ramp.

 

 “What style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>happened to her?”

 

Jayne snorted.  “Sake
happened.”

 

Wash
appeared next.  “Sweetie, you forgot your
coat…Jayne? Is that Kaylee? I thought she and Simon…”

 

“Lover’s spat,” he grunted shortly.

 

Zöe shook her head and waved him
past.  “Get her to the infirmary to get
sobered up before the Captain sees her like this.”

 

“Well, she already hurled…” 
Wash
leaped back and raised his hands protectively. 
“Relax; she ain’t gonna
do it again.”  Jayne snorted and took her
up to face down Simon as he laid the ship’s mechanic on one of the tables.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Hey, Doc! Got yourself a patient,” he roared, knowing full well
that the man was fast asleep in the next room.

 

He grinned as a clanging noise met his ears when Simon
flailed, sending his metal plate crashing to the ground.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Whu…? Who…?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Jayne? 
Kaylee…!” In his rush to get
to them, the doctor’s foot caught on one of the woven mats on the floor and
tripped, much to Jayne’s amusement. Scrambling up, he tripped again and went
flying –heading directly for the sharp tray of instruments that had been left
out.  Jayne quickly reached out and
caught him by the collar, holding him up so that he wouldn’t fall.

 

“You all right?” he asked critically.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Maybe Kaylee wasn’t the only one been class=SpellE>hittin’ the bottle tonight. 

 

Simon gasped and rubbed his neck.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “No, just…testing out gravity.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Thank you,” he added, an accusing tone
creeping into his voice.  “What happened
to Kaylee?”

 

As if it were his fault she was drunk?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “I ain’t
done nothin’,”
Jayne said defensively.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Ain’t my fault the
girl’s so teeny she can’t hold her drink.”

 

“Yes, well, I’ve got her now – thank you for bringing her
back in one piece,” the doctor said politely.

 

“Hell, nearly had twins of her…there was some class=SpellE>Reavers over at that bar,” Jayne couldn’t resist teasing,
and laughed when Simon’s eyes grew as big as dinner plates.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Said she was too small for
a proper meal, though.”

 

“That’s…..amusing,” Simon said faintly.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Jayne turned to leave, suddenly remembering
that he wasn’t supposed to like the dandy enough to poke fun.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Simon surprised him by placing a hand on his
shoulder.  “Look, I know we’ve had our
differences, but…well.  You, um, love
her…don’t you?”

 

Why’s he have to be so
gorram nice about
it?
  Jayne favored him with a long
look, enough to set Doc to shiftin’ nervously.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Me and Kaylee go back some, been in some
dust-ups if that’s what you mean,” he
decided to answer, makin’ his tone imply that it was
what Doc had better be class=SpellE>askin’.   He sniffed.
“I just ain’t havin’ no city
boy breakin’ her heart.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  How’ll the engines get fixed with her class=SpellE>cryin’ all over ‘em?class=GramE>” 

 

Jayne made his way back to the common area where he busied
himself polishing his knives and tried to make himself forget how good it had
felt to have her in his arms. 

 

 

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

 

 

 

Kaylee woke up suddenly, lurching
upright and nearly falling from the exam table. 
“Jayne? Where…oh, Simon.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  It’s you.” 
He hovered in the doorway, twisting his fingers together nervously.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Wasn’t I mad at you or somethin’?”

 

Simon ducked his head. 
“I suppose you were.”  He shuffled
closer and offered her a glass of water. 
“Here, drink this – it’ll make you feel better.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“Just some water – it’ll help you balance out all that poison
in your system.”

 

She took the glass carefully and sipped. “Jayne made me
drink water, too.”

 

Taking the glass back and placing on a side panel, Simon
turned back to her and thrust his hands in his pockets.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “That was smart of him then, remembering that
not everyone is as huge as he is and can’t take as much alcohol.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Listen, Kaylee…I’m
sorry about earlier.”

 

“Which part of
earlier?” she asked dryly.  “The class=SpellE>ignorin’ part, or the high and
mighty part?”

 

He looked down at his shoes, blushin
to the tips of his ears in a manner she’d always found adorable.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Both. 
I guess I was just a bit jealous that you were leaving with Jayne
instead of me…it came out wrong,” he apologized.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “I didn’t mean it.”

 

Maybe things weren’t so far gone like she’d thought.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kaylee held out her
arms for him gladly.  “You class=SpellE>gonna take me out tomorrow, then?”

 

Simon came to her quickly. 
“Absolutely. 
I’ll escort you wherever you choose to go,” he smiled, kissing her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  She wound her arms around his neck and kissed
him back, not realizing why he tried to draw back.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “No..Kaylee,
stop for a second,” he urged.

 

Hmmmm?” she muttered against his
lips.  Kiss me, Simon!”

 

A loud laugh from the doorway startled them, and they turned
to see River giggling at them as she went past. 
“Did you clean your teeth first?” 
She called over her shoulder.

 

“Oh,” Kaylee gasped, pulling away
and holdin’ her hand over her mouth.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Sorry.” 
She had looked forward to makin’ up with him,
but now he looked like he was goin’ to be sick as
well…so no luck there at all.  style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>Ta ma de!style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Well, at least they could get some class=SpellE>cuddlin’ time in.

 

His next words shattered that
idea, however.  “Why don’t you go on to
bed while I finish up here?”

 

“But I thought…couldn’t I just stay here and help?” she
asked, tryin’ to salvage the mood.

 

Simon shook his head. 
“You know I’d like your help, but it’s just too complicated.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  You know how I am if I can’t concentrate on
something, and you’re sort of a distraction.”

 

“So now I’m a distraction?”

 

“I didn’t mean it like that…”

 

“Then how did you
mean it?” she demanded.

 

He sighed and sat on the side of the exam table just as she
jumped off onto the floor.  class=SpellE>Kaylee, I just meant that my mind would be on you when it
needs to be on a very complicated job. That’s all.”

 

Well, she supposed that she knew that.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  But to be truthsome,
it sounded just like the sort of things he used to say when she was class=SpellE>chasin’ after him when he first came aboard style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>Serenity.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kaylee knew she
shouldn’t take it so personal, but she was wired how she was wired; she couldn’t
help it and more’n she could help breathin’.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “I guess I’ll do some work in the engine room
then,” she announced.

 

He certainly looked relieved to be escapin
another fight.  “I’ll come say goodnight
before I get ready for bed,” he promised her with a kiss on the cheek.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “I’m glad you’re back safely.”

 

Kaylee smiled brightly at him to
mask the irritation she felt brewin’ inside and made
tracks from the room.  Maybe Jayne was
still around – she remember him saying class=SpellE>somethin’ that she should remember for some reason…what had
it been? 

 

She made sure to run and clean her teeth before seeking him
out; he was in the common area shinin’ his knives and
pretendin’ to ignore River as she danced around the
room singing.  As she came in, Jayne
looked up at her questioningly.  “Thought
you’d be sexin’ by now…what’re ya
doin’ here?” 
For some reason, River stopped singing abruptly and turned slowly to
look at Jayne, who glared back.  “You
stay outta my head, girl – y’hear?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

 

River looked back at him calmly.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “I’ve heard it all before,” she said
mysteriously.  “So why should I care now?”

 

“Well, just…don’t.” Jayne
grunted.

 

“Someone else
should care, but I don’t.”

 

“Shut it,” he warned.

 

Kaylee sighed and pulled a chair
up to the table Jayne was sittin’ at.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “You got yer cards?”

 

“Make sure it is your
cards and not anything else,” River sang when Jayne obediently dug in his
pocket for the pack of cards he always carried ‘round.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “We don’t want to see any ‘man parts’.”

 

Jayne snorted. “You just wish you could see ‘class=SpellE>em…you playin’ or not, class=SpellE>Moonbrain?”

 

“Ante up, you big lummox, let’s play.”

 

This was much more
fun than just waitin’ for Simon to show up, class=SpellE>Kaylee decided as she gathered her cards. She was so
involved in the game that she didn’t even notice when Simon walked past the
common area, heading straight to his quarters.

 

 

tbc

 

 

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