Just a really quick (pre-Rayne) oneshot, Jayne POV.
Disclaimer: Don't own Firefly. Never have, unfortunately never will.
Review, pretty please?
Proud. That's how I felt when those doors opened. Blood everywhere, a whole roomful o' dead Reavers, an' Moonbrain standin' there with a weapon in each hand an' hardly a scratch on 'er.
I shoulda felt somethin' else. I dunno, maybe scared or amazed, or maybe even a little disappointed the gorram crazy girl wasn't off our hands yet (not that I'd ever mention it to Mal or Kaylee, they both have some odd likin' fer the girl). But no, ai ya, I just felt proud.
An' now I'm sittin' here watchin' the doc fuss over her an' I'm actually laughin' at somethin' she said. Me, Jayne ruttin' Cobb, laughin' at Crazy. That just don't happen. Well, I might laugh at her, but not at somethin' she says.
I think I'll ask Doc to take a look at my head, I think I mighta bumped it or somethin'. Or maybe it's shock. He mentioned that, right? Said sometimes a body goes inta shock after a…a tremor…a tram? You know, somethin' big. Anyhow, somethin' must be wrong, 'cause when I'm healthy I sure don't go 'round feelin proud o' some Core-bred moonbrain...
But she really was amazin', wasn't she?
