Might Buy You Some Time
Summary: A drabble of some sort based on Out Of Gas, when Mal's running out of time. One-shot.
Might buy you some time.
Jayne knew it wouldn't. Mal knew it too. Time was the one thing he didn't have.
It's a nothing part til you ain't got it. Then it seems it's everything.
Kaylee shouldn't be beating herself up over it. She complained about getting a new one most days. He had been too occupied to listen.
You don't have to go down with your ship!
But he did. Where else would he go? Where else would he die? Serenity was his home, his first love. He'd stay.
Cause it's a death trap, sir.
He got her running. He kept her flying. He trusted her with his life. Now, it seemed she was taking it with her, as hers run out too.
Everyone dies alone.
That a fact. He'd been prepared to die for a long time. In the war, out on jobs. He never thought he'd be one to go peacefully.
You want to keep breathing, don't you?
Maybe not so much anymore. It'd be a relief to give up.
Treat her proper—
He couldn't give up on Serenity. It wouldn't be fair.
Sometimes things get broken can't be fixed.
Damn hell they could.
