The only one to Fear

By Tom Kristal


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Plot Summary: (Post Serenity). Back on Serenity, Simon & Kaylee's new and apparently secret relationship meets an unexpected dilemma. (K/S, S/R, M/I)


The Only One to Fear

ACT I: SCENE IV

Simon hurried after her. Something was obviously wrong and he couldn't deal with River being mad with him about something. One woman being mad at him is enough. But when he made it to her bunk she had somehow managed to lock her room. Somehow being that Mal removed her lock the first week they arrived. Safety protocol he said.

Simon knocked on the door 'River are you OK?'

'Peachy'.

The door was still closed but at least she was talking to him.

'River was it something I said because you know your brother is an idiot...'

'No. No. It's just like you said. I am tired'.

Seemingly like as good as opportunity as any. 'Then how about we have a little checkup tomorrow, spend some time together'.

'If your not to busy of coarse' she mumbled out loud.

'That's great… Then how about I see you after lunchtime then'.

There was no repose.

'Well... I guess I'm gonna get some sleep myself then'.

'No your not. You're going to the infirmary to work. Poor Simon. Always hard a work on his Rolex cube of a sister'.

Taking this as his queue to leave, Simon made his way towards the infirmary to check up on a few things. Just for a little while...

Then maybe he'll go back and see how Kaylee's feeling. On a lighter thought, I'm sure she wont mind a full checkup of sorts.

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In the midst of the darkness,

While the world sleeps.

She lays awake,

Sobering up her thoughts,

In order to forget them tomorrow.

Pondering of things to do,

Fates to cross,

Things she is not obliged to do around others.

Silence is the key to her solitude.

Like a mouse feeding on cheese instead of rattling its cage.

While the world of the living is up

It remains havoc, confusing and difficult to control.

But in the tranquil world of darkness,

She is the master of her own domain,

For the only one to fear is no-one.

Struggling to remain awake,

Her powers of clarity diminish,

As eventually,

A new day will dawn,

To reek havoc among the meek.

Without light there is only sleep,

And although sleep is the cousin of death,

Many are content to die and reincarnate in eight-hour intervals.

If it is our true fate to continually die and give birth to other living things,

Then perhaps sleep is just a gentle reminder.

End of Act 1

To be continued…