The Anything But Routine Day
Author - Coll
Rating - PG-13 to R, haven't decided how far I'm going to take this.
Disclaimer - None of the characters are mine, except the ones that I make up, all rights to Joss Whedon, a.k.a. - God, and I think you all know the drill.
Spoilers - Takes place after "Objects in Space." I'm also including the pilot, "Serenity."
Author's Note - Fox blows, Firefly forever! Also, FYI, I'm going to put the translations and what not at the end of the story.
Chapter 3 - 4:51
"Troubled mind," River said to Simon as he led her back downstairs, to her room. "Or troubled heart. Same difference in your case."
Normally, River's sayings made sense on a level that he never understood after first hearing it; but, this case was different. Kaylee was mad, which was really bad because in all his time on Serenity he never knew Kaylee to ever be mad at someone.
That was all his cover though. The dream he had had the night before...it was haunting him. Everything was so vivid and real that he wasn't even sure it was a dream until it all came to a screeching halt.
"Sha ya tou," Simon whispered to his sister as they reached her room. "I'm not troubled, know why?"
River shook her head in response as Simon guided her into her room. "Because you have been doing so well, and I have so much hope that I can get you back, really back, one day," he told her in a comforting, brotherly way. "Now, just sit tight. I have things to do before we get to Avalon, so if you need me-"
"I know, I know," River said like a child being annoyed by their guardian. "Anyone ever tell you that you're fei chang jin zang?"
Simon smiled. Sometimes, he could just forget about all that's happened in their life and remember that River was his little sister. "I believe you have said it once or twice." Simon commented as he kissed her on her forehead and left her room.
After stepping outside, Simon gently slid her door shut. When he turned though, he jumped and banged into her door.
"I'm gonna tell you something, once, and I'm gonna highly suggest, now, that you take it." Mal said in an intimidating yet polite manner. It was a specialty of the Captain's.
"Um, O-OK," Simon stuttered, still a little started by Mal's sudden and surprising presence. "Go ahead then."
"Personally speaking," Mal stared off. "I'm not too fond of the situations that arise when members of my crew begin to couple, so-"
"Sir, I haven't been...couple...ing with Kaylee-" Simon interrupted strictly on impulse. Simon has learned that the last thing one would want is to be on Mal's bad side
After looking back at the Captain, Simon recoiled slightly from fear as Mal looked down at him as if he had committed a cardinal sin. "You know, Doc, I don't ever make it a habit of mine to interrupt you and correct you when you're stichin me up and what not, I expect the same consideration."
"And, you shall receive it, Sir," Simon apologized immediately. "I apologize."
Mal nodded and clapped Simon on the shoulder as he guided him along for a walk. "Now, as I was saying," he continued. "I'm not a fan of my crew getting together...I wasn't even thrilled about Zoe and Wash so...
"I ain't sayin that you and Kaylee have done anything along the lines of what I don't like, but any plain idiot can see that the girl's over the moon for you; and, that pesky little devil of a voice inside is telling me that feelings maybe mutual, would I be completely wrong?"
Simon, he couldn't find his tongue let alone think of the words to say, merely shook his head. "That was my line of thinking," Mal said as they reached the infirmary and stopped outside the door.
Then, he continued, "Kaylee...I don't have to tell you that she's special, and that she means a lot to the whole crew, so if you decide to go against my wishes, like Zoe and Wash chose to do, you make sure that her heart don't get broken. We on the same level of thinking?"
"You don't want me and Kaylee to...couple?" Simon responded in a rather defiant and sarcastic tone. It was a gutsy move on his part but truth be told, he was a little upset about what Mal had said to him.
Mal smiled, chuckled even, a bit at Simon's daring response. "No, it's not my business to get involved in my crew's personal lives. I can't tell them who to and not to be with," Mal corrected as Simon, visibly, rolled his eyes at the laughable comment. "I'm just telling you that things don't tend to run smoothly on a ship that has a person who has had their heart broken by another person on the ship.
"Don't break her heart. You can get together and it won't work out, fine; but, you make it so that girl's heart ain't broken, do we have an understanding between us?"
During his speech, Mal had patted Simon's shoulder. His hand lingered however and tightened a bit, getting his point across that he didn't really want any lip from Simon. "Yes, there is," he responded with a nod. "I'll keep this...chat in mind."
"Thought you might," Mal said as he turned and headed towards the cargo bay, but he stopped at the door and turned. "You know, I am very glad we had this conversation."
Simon sighed. Despite the fact that the Captain was being a complete lok chat, he was also being a good Captain that only had his crew's best interests in mind.
It wasn't, however, exactly like the thought (Or, truthfully, the fear) of breaking Kaylee's heart has never crossed his mind. Like Mal said, he does have feelings for Kaylee. Simon had never been that comfortable with someone in all his life, and it did scare him a bit.
Not to mention the dream he had the past night.
Now, he was more afraid of strangling Kaylee to death rather than breaking her heart. Simon entered the infirmary and looked down at the mess that he and Kaylee were straightening up before the oxygen began to leak out.
If that hadn't happened, Simon knew what would have happened next. He would have kissed her without a second thought. Thoughts of his dream, kissing Kaylee, came to mind as he bent down to pick up some bandages.
Then his hands tightening around her throat took their place. Simon hated this. He hated pulling away from Kaylee on the bridge, he hated how mad she was at him, and he hated that it was his fault.
In a moment of frustration, he threw the bandages across the room. The container split and his materials scattered over his infirmary. He leaned his body on to the counter after pounding it with his fist.
Simon was so afraid of that dream, and he knew what he had to do. Despite what he wanted to do, he needed to give her space. Kaylee needed time to calm down and work through her anger, and he needed to let his fear of the dream pass.
Unfortunately, there was only one way that all this could happen, and he hated when it was the only thing he could do was leave it up to this:
Time.
Author - Coll
Rating - PG-13 to R, haven't decided how far I'm going to take this.
Disclaimer - None of the characters are mine, except the ones that I make up, all rights to Joss Whedon, a.k.a. - God, and I think you all know the drill.
Spoilers - Takes place after "Objects in Space." I'm also including the pilot, "Serenity."
Author's Note - Fox blows, Firefly forever! Also, FYI, I'm going to put the translations and what not at the end of the story.
Chapter 3 - 4:51
"Troubled mind," River said to Simon as he led her back downstairs, to her room. "Or troubled heart. Same difference in your case."
Normally, River's sayings made sense on a level that he never understood after first hearing it; but, this case was different. Kaylee was mad, which was really bad because in all his time on Serenity he never knew Kaylee to ever be mad at someone.
That was all his cover though. The dream he had had the night before...it was haunting him. Everything was so vivid and real that he wasn't even sure it was a dream until it all came to a screeching halt.
"Sha ya tou," Simon whispered to his sister as they reached her room. "I'm not troubled, know why?"
River shook her head in response as Simon guided her into her room. "Because you have been doing so well, and I have so much hope that I can get you back, really back, one day," he told her in a comforting, brotherly way. "Now, just sit tight. I have things to do before we get to Avalon, so if you need me-"
"I know, I know," River said like a child being annoyed by their guardian. "Anyone ever tell you that you're fei chang jin zang?"
Simon smiled. Sometimes, he could just forget about all that's happened in their life and remember that River was his little sister. "I believe you have said it once or twice." Simon commented as he kissed her on her forehead and left her room.
After stepping outside, Simon gently slid her door shut. When he turned though, he jumped and banged into her door.
"I'm gonna tell you something, once, and I'm gonna highly suggest, now, that you take it." Mal said in an intimidating yet polite manner. It was a specialty of the Captain's.
"Um, O-OK," Simon stuttered, still a little started by Mal's sudden and surprising presence. "Go ahead then."
"Personally speaking," Mal stared off. "I'm not too fond of the situations that arise when members of my crew begin to couple, so-"
"Sir, I haven't been...couple...ing with Kaylee-" Simon interrupted strictly on impulse. Simon has learned that the last thing one would want is to be on Mal's bad side
After looking back at the Captain, Simon recoiled slightly from fear as Mal looked down at him as if he had committed a cardinal sin. "You know, Doc, I don't ever make it a habit of mine to interrupt you and correct you when you're stichin me up and what not, I expect the same consideration."
"And, you shall receive it, Sir," Simon apologized immediately. "I apologize."
Mal nodded and clapped Simon on the shoulder as he guided him along for a walk. "Now, as I was saying," he continued. "I'm not a fan of my crew getting together...I wasn't even thrilled about Zoe and Wash so...
"I ain't sayin that you and Kaylee have done anything along the lines of what I don't like, but any plain idiot can see that the girl's over the moon for you; and, that pesky little devil of a voice inside is telling me that feelings maybe mutual, would I be completely wrong?"
Simon, he couldn't find his tongue let alone think of the words to say, merely shook his head. "That was my line of thinking," Mal said as they reached the infirmary and stopped outside the door.
Then, he continued, "Kaylee...I don't have to tell you that she's special, and that she means a lot to the whole crew, so if you decide to go against my wishes, like Zoe and Wash chose to do, you make sure that her heart don't get broken. We on the same level of thinking?"
"You don't want me and Kaylee to...couple?" Simon responded in a rather defiant and sarcastic tone. It was a gutsy move on his part but truth be told, he was a little upset about what Mal had said to him.
Mal smiled, chuckled even, a bit at Simon's daring response. "No, it's not my business to get involved in my crew's personal lives. I can't tell them who to and not to be with," Mal corrected as Simon, visibly, rolled his eyes at the laughable comment. "I'm just telling you that things don't tend to run smoothly on a ship that has a person who has had their heart broken by another person on the ship.
"Don't break her heart. You can get together and it won't work out, fine; but, you make it so that girl's heart ain't broken, do we have an understanding between us?"
During his speech, Mal had patted Simon's shoulder. His hand lingered however and tightened a bit, getting his point across that he didn't really want any lip from Simon. "Yes, there is," he responded with a nod. "I'll keep this...chat in mind."
"Thought you might," Mal said as he turned and headed towards the cargo bay, but he stopped at the door and turned. "You know, I am very glad we had this conversation."
Simon sighed. Despite the fact that the Captain was being a complete lok chat, he was also being a good Captain that only had his crew's best interests in mind.
It wasn't, however, exactly like the thought (Or, truthfully, the fear) of breaking Kaylee's heart has never crossed his mind. Like Mal said, he does have feelings for Kaylee. Simon had never been that comfortable with someone in all his life, and it did scare him a bit.
Not to mention the dream he had the past night.
Now, he was more afraid of strangling Kaylee to death rather than breaking her heart. Simon entered the infirmary and looked down at the mess that he and Kaylee were straightening up before the oxygen began to leak out.
If that hadn't happened, Simon knew what would have happened next. He would have kissed her without a second thought. Thoughts of his dream, kissing Kaylee, came to mind as he bent down to pick up some bandages.
Then his hands tightening around her throat took their place. Simon hated this. He hated pulling away from Kaylee on the bridge, he hated how mad she was at him, and he hated that it was his fault.
In a moment of frustration, he threw the bandages across the room. The container split and his materials scattered over his infirmary. He leaned his body on to the counter after pounding it with his fist.
Simon was so afraid of that dream, and he knew what he had to do. Despite what he wanted to do, he needed to give her space. Kaylee needed time to calm down and work through her anger, and he needed to let his fear of the dream pass.
Unfortunately, there was only one way that all this could happen, and he hated when it was the only thing he could do was leave it up to this:
Time.