Title: We all have our battles
Part Eighteen: Beeping
Author: I'm thinking of changing my name. Any suggestions?
Disclaimer: Do I really need this every chapter? I mean do I REALLY? *Guy standing in the room nods head* Okay, okay. I do not own Firefly. I am not making any money off of this writing, despite wanting to, and am doing this for pure enjoyment.
Spoilers: Definitely
Summary: It's a couple of weeks after the last chapter and it's been very quiet on the Serenity.
A/N: Yes I know, I know, this is a short chapter but I thought it was a good place to leave you hanging. So, we got another short look at the two people. You should be finding out who they are (or at least their effect on Tara) in the next segment or so. Since everyone knows the drill, read and review PRETTY, PRETTY, PRETTY PLEASE WITH HOT FUDGE SAUCE ON TOP. Okay, so enjoy and if someone reviews, I'll try to pump out another chapter quicker (hint, hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge).
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" Very soon, my dear. Very soon you will be where you should have been all along."
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" Book?"
The crew was just cleaning up from a small dinner, things being as quiet as they were that week. The shepherd-who-wasn't looked at the girl in the doorway. Her once short hair had grown down past her ears in a very wispy look that framed her determined face.
The girl widened her round gray eyes and gave Book a look that plainly said 'Are you coming?'
" I'll be right there." Satisfied, Tara grabbed at a roll that was still on the table having practically locked herself in her room and left.
" What have you two been doin'?" Jayne asked, trying to mask his concern with aloofness.
" Just reading." Book knew Tara didn't want Jayne to know until she had a better idea of what she had to do, but he also couldn't lie.
" Readin' what?"
" When Tara tells you, then you'll know." Book said, wiping off his hands and leaving the room.
" I hate when he does that." Jayne was staring after the preacher, all set to follow until River effectively stopped him by plopping herself heavily in his lap.
" No."
" But-"
" No."
" But-"
River looked at him one last time, staring him straight in the eyes, " No."
" I do believe she has him whipped." Wash said a little too loud on purpose to his wife. Growling Jayne looked daggers at the pilot.
" Looks don't kill, and you are lucky for that." Dragging Wash's eyes off of Jayne by grabbing his chin, Zoë planted a kiss on her husband's forehead.
A beeping sound filled the room, everyone stopped what they were doing, horrified and scared of what that simple sound could mean.
" Relax, we don't even know what it is." Mal stood up at the same time Wash did and the two left the room, going towards Serenity's cockpit to discover the source of the noise.
" Please don't let it be Reavers." Kaylee wished softly out loud, eyes flashing back to what had happened the last time they had been found by Reavers. She had gotten shot.
Everyone in the room silently echoed her prayer, waiting for the captain to tell them what it was.
Part Eighteen: Beeping
Author: I'm thinking of changing my name. Any suggestions?
Disclaimer: Do I really need this every chapter? I mean do I REALLY? *Guy standing in the room nods head* Okay, okay. I do not own Firefly. I am not making any money off of this writing, despite wanting to, and am doing this for pure enjoyment.
Spoilers: Definitely
Summary: It's a couple of weeks after the last chapter and it's been very quiet on the Serenity.
A/N: Yes I know, I know, this is a short chapter but I thought it was a good place to leave you hanging. So, we got another short look at the two people. You should be finding out who they are (or at least their effect on Tara) in the next segment or so. Since everyone knows the drill, read and review PRETTY, PRETTY, PRETTY PLEASE WITH HOT FUDGE SAUCE ON TOP. Okay, so enjoy and if someone reviews, I'll try to pump out another chapter quicker (hint, hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge).
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Very soon, my dear. Very soon you will be where you should have been all along."
~~~~~
" Book?"
The crew was just cleaning up from a small dinner, things being as quiet as they were that week. The shepherd-who-wasn't looked at the girl in the doorway. Her once short hair had grown down past her ears in a very wispy look that framed her determined face.
The girl widened her round gray eyes and gave Book a look that plainly said 'Are you coming?'
" I'll be right there." Satisfied, Tara grabbed at a roll that was still on the table having practically locked herself in her room and left.
" What have you two been doin'?" Jayne asked, trying to mask his concern with aloofness.
" Just reading." Book knew Tara didn't want Jayne to know until she had a better idea of what she had to do, but he also couldn't lie.
" Readin' what?"
" When Tara tells you, then you'll know." Book said, wiping off his hands and leaving the room.
" I hate when he does that." Jayne was staring after the preacher, all set to follow until River effectively stopped him by plopping herself heavily in his lap.
" No."
" But-"
" No."
" But-"
River looked at him one last time, staring him straight in the eyes, " No."
" I do believe she has him whipped." Wash said a little too loud on purpose to his wife. Growling Jayne looked daggers at the pilot.
" Looks don't kill, and you are lucky for that." Dragging Wash's eyes off of Jayne by grabbing his chin, Zoë planted a kiss on her husband's forehead.
A beeping sound filled the room, everyone stopped what they were doing, horrified and scared of what that simple sound could mean.
" Relax, we don't even know what it is." Mal stood up at the same time Wash did and the two left the room, going towards Serenity's cockpit to discover the source of the noise.
" Please don't let it be Reavers." Kaylee wished softly out loud, eyes flashing back to what had happened the last time they had been found by Reavers. She had gotten shot.
Everyone in the room silently echoed her prayer, waiting for the captain to tell them what it was.