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.
Just another note: All the authors out there know what it's like to have a story, have it all planned out in your head, and sometimes you have those parts where you're so into it and you can't stop writing; but, there's filling parts that are hard to write and it's just like a bridge. This chapter is like that. I don't think that this is my best work and I'm OK with it, but not as happy as I have been. I'd love your FB for this chapter, please review and I will...well, I'll love you forever. Thanks,
Coll
Chapter 4 - 6:09 pm
"Gorram it."
Jayne let his head fall to his pillow after checking the rutting clock. He got finished his part of patchin up the leak over a half and hour ago and he was hungry as all hell.
Dinner, however, wasn't for about another hour. Jayne knew he couldn't wait that long. Mal had ordered all of the crew to hang out in their bunks and get recuperated from the lack of oxygen they all suffered.
There was just a small problem with Jayne needing food to get his breathin regular again. He decided to screw it all and leave his bunk to sneak some food back. Jayne figured if the Captain ordered everyone to their bunks, he could get to the kitchen and back unseen.
Jayne hit the button that opened the hatch up above. He winced and paused at the surprisingly loud sound the door made as it opened. After climbing the ladder out of his room, Jayne swiveled his head, looking for any sign of Mal, who would most like be the only one walkin around.
No one was at the helm. "Autopilot" flashed in and out. Jayne planted his feet on to the floor and shut his bunk door before softly walking toward the kitchen. He made sure to be extra quiet while passing Mal's bunk.
After what happened on Ariel a while back, Mal kept extra tabs on Jayne; although, Jayne knew where the Cap was comin from. What he did was pretty ruttin stupid, and he didn't mean turnin in the pretty boy and his moon brained sister (who, despite what Jayne let everyone believe, was startin to grow on him).
The door to the kitchen slid open silently and Jayne's eyes lit up at the bowl of fruit set out on the table. His head, however, turned to the cabinets. If there was anything better than fruit on this gorram ship, it'd be in them cupboards.
The mercenary pounced on the cupboard and began to load his pockets up with as much food that would not be missed until dinnertime. Jayne wasn't paying attention to anything as he stocked up.
He never even saw what was coming before he hit the floor with heavy thud and blacked out.
***
Someone once said that one's eyes could be a window to one's soul. If this was true, which Inara did believe it was, Simon's soul was in horrible shape. When Mal had ordered everyone to their quarters, Simon was at her door asking if he could speak with her.
Inara figured that Mal would not have any qualms with the doctor being in her shuttle until dinner discussing whatever was troubling him. In any case, he never specified which quarters the crew was supposed to be in.
After she brewed some tea and handed Simon a cup, which he took immediately and gulped down, she asked him what was on his mind, what he wanted to discuss.
"This isn't easy for me," he told her. "I'm not even sure I should be talking about this. What if...if you're the wrong person to tell? I wasn't sure who else I could talk to-"
"Simon," Inara interrupted softly as she placed her hand on top of his, which were resting in his lap. "Take deep breathes and tell me what's troubling you. It's the best way to put it behind you. Talking will help you fix whatever the problem is, I guarantee it."
The young doctor nodded along with her. "OK, um...last night I had this...dream." He told her slowly.
Inara smiled a little. "Well, I maybe able to help you," she told him. "I'm very fascinated in dream reading. At my school, they offered a class which I was at the top of, it's a hidden talent of mine."
"Well, can I just ask...when something happens in a dream, something vivid and so lifelike, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's going to happen or that you want it to happen?
"Right?" he asked her hopefully.
His concern, the look that he might shatter at the answer if it was what he didn't want to hear, it surprised Inara a bit. "I think that you should tell me about your dream, Simon, for me to give you an educated answer."
"I dreamt that I woke up and went to the engine room," he told her in one big breath, trying to get it over with as quickly as possible. "Kaylee was there...one of the main reasons why I went there."
Inara mentally took a second to be happy for Kaylee. He was dreaming about her, it was a good sign. Simon continued, "She was so scared...because of E-Early. Then I just grabbed her and we started..."
Simon gulped and looked down as he said, "Kissed."
"That doesn't seem like such a scary dream, you know?" she told him.
Little did she know: "Actually there's more," he added weakly. "I began to...my hands were around her neck and I was strangling her. I killed her, and it seemed perfectly natural. Then, when I turned to leave, River was at the doorway. As she started to smile...I woke up."
The surprise and disturbing feeling she was experiencing was mirrored to Inara through Simon's eyes watched her for her reaction. "I apologize for my manner, Simon," she said as soon as she could think. "The shock of it all-"
"It's alright," he told her. "You're disgusted with me."
"No, not at all," Inara corrected immediately. "Simon, you're dream...there has to be something more. Was anything said? Anything specific you can remember?"
Simon's eyebrows knitted together in thought as he shook his head slowly. "I remember saying that I wanted to kiss her," he told Inara, and then his eyes went wide. "All of this is-?"
"Confidential," Inara finished for him. "I understand. What else do you remember saying?"
"Um...well, when I was...str-strangling her, I told her that I didn't want to choose," Simon stuttered. "But...I had to."
"Choose?" Inara echoed, more for her own self as opposed to questioning Simon. He seemed to realize that as he sat back in the red, plush chair in thought.
"From what I'm gathering, strictly from what you've said, it doesn't mean you want to hurt Kaylee." Inara told him after a moment.
Simon tilted his head at her observation, "I killed her in my dream."
With a sigh, Inara got up from where she was seated and took a spot next to him. "You saw River at the end, and you told Kaylee you had to choose," Inara explained. "Deep down...you feel like you have to choose between Kaylee and River. River is your sister, so you feel obligated.
"Killing Kaylee in your dream just suggests that, deep down, you think cutting her out of your life completely is the only choice you have." As Inara spoke the words, she saw understanding come to Simon.
"Wang ba dan!"
Inara and Simon's heads snapped towards her shuttle door that led to the ship, where the scream came from.
"What the hell was that?" Simon asked as he stood.
Inara stood as well. "Only one way to find out." She responded as she ran towards the scream with Simon close behind her.
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.
Just another note: All the authors out there know what it's like to have a story, have it all planned out in your head, and sometimes you have those parts where you're so into it and you can't stop writing; but, there's filling parts that are hard to write and it's just like a bridge. This chapter is like that. I don't think that this is my best work and I'm OK with it, but not as happy as I have been. I'd love your FB for this chapter, please review and I will...well, I'll love you forever. Thanks,
Coll
Chapter 4 - 6:09 pm
"Gorram it."
Jayne let his head fall to his pillow after checking the rutting clock. He got finished his part of patchin up the leak over a half and hour ago and he was hungry as all hell.
Dinner, however, wasn't for about another hour. Jayne knew he couldn't wait that long. Mal had ordered all of the crew to hang out in their bunks and get recuperated from the lack of oxygen they all suffered.
There was just a small problem with Jayne needing food to get his breathin regular again. He decided to screw it all and leave his bunk to sneak some food back. Jayne figured if the Captain ordered everyone to their bunks, he could get to the kitchen and back unseen.
Jayne hit the button that opened the hatch up above. He winced and paused at the surprisingly loud sound the door made as it opened. After climbing the ladder out of his room, Jayne swiveled his head, looking for any sign of Mal, who would most like be the only one walkin around.
No one was at the helm. "Autopilot" flashed in and out. Jayne planted his feet on to the floor and shut his bunk door before softly walking toward the kitchen. He made sure to be extra quiet while passing Mal's bunk.
After what happened on Ariel a while back, Mal kept extra tabs on Jayne; although, Jayne knew where the Cap was comin from. What he did was pretty ruttin stupid, and he didn't mean turnin in the pretty boy and his moon brained sister (who, despite what Jayne let everyone believe, was startin to grow on him).
The door to the kitchen slid open silently and Jayne's eyes lit up at the bowl of fruit set out on the table. His head, however, turned to the cabinets. If there was anything better than fruit on this gorram ship, it'd be in them cupboards.
The mercenary pounced on the cupboard and began to load his pockets up with as much food that would not be missed until dinnertime. Jayne wasn't paying attention to anything as he stocked up.
He never even saw what was coming before he hit the floor with heavy thud and blacked out.
***
Someone once said that one's eyes could be a window to one's soul. If this was true, which Inara did believe it was, Simon's soul was in horrible shape. When Mal had ordered everyone to their quarters, Simon was at her door asking if he could speak with her.
Inara figured that Mal would not have any qualms with the doctor being in her shuttle until dinner discussing whatever was troubling him. In any case, he never specified which quarters the crew was supposed to be in.
After she brewed some tea and handed Simon a cup, which he took immediately and gulped down, she asked him what was on his mind, what he wanted to discuss.
"This isn't easy for me," he told her. "I'm not even sure I should be talking about this. What if...if you're the wrong person to tell? I wasn't sure who else I could talk to-"
"Simon," Inara interrupted softly as she placed her hand on top of his, which were resting in his lap. "Take deep breathes and tell me what's troubling you. It's the best way to put it behind you. Talking will help you fix whatever the problem is, I guarantee it."
The young doctor nodded along with her. "OK, um...last night I had this...dream." He told her slowly.
Inara smiled a little. "Well, I maybe able to help you," she told him. "I'm very fascinated in dream reading. At my school, they offered a class which I was at the top of, it's a hidden talent of mine."
"Well, can I just ask...when something happens in a dream, something vivid and so lifelike, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's going to happen or that you want it to happen?
"Right?" he asked her hopefully.
His concern, the look that he might shatter at the answer if it was what he didn't want to hear, it surprised Inara a bit. "I think that you should tell me about your dream, Simon, for me to give you an educated answer."
"I dreamt that I woke up and went to the engine room," he told her in one big breath, trying to get it over with as quickly as possible. "Kaylee was there...one of the main reasons why I went there."
Inara mentally took a second to be happy for Kaylee. He was dreaming about her, it was a good sign. Simon continued, "She was so scared...because of E-Early. Then I just grabbed her and we started..."
Simon gulped and looked down as he said, "Kissed."
"That doesn't seem like such a scary dream, you know?" she told him.
Little did she know: "Actually there's more," he added weakly. "I began to...my hands were around her neck and I was strangling her. I killed her, and it seemed perfectly natural. Then, when I turned to leave, River was at the doorway. As she started to smile...I woke up."
The surprise and disturbing feeling she was experiencing was mirrored to Inara through Simon's eyes watched her for her reaction. "I apologize for my manner, Simon," she said as soon as she could think. "The shock of it all-"
"It's alright," he told her. "You're disgusted with me."
"No, not at all," Inara corrected immediately. "Simon, you're dream...there has to be something more. Was anything said? Anything specific you can remember?"
Simon's eyebrows knitted together in thought as he shook his head slowly. "I remember saying that I wanted to kiss her," he told Inara, and then his eyes went wide. "All of this is-?"
"Confidential," Inara finished for him. "I understand. What else do you remember saying?"
"Um...well, when I was...str-strangling her, I told her that I didn't want to choose," Simon stuttered. "But...I had to."
"Choose?" Inara echoed, more for her own self as opposed to questioning Simon. He seemed to realize that as he sat back in the red, plush chair in thought.
"From what I'm gathering, strictly from what you've said, it doesn't mean you want to hurt Kaylee." Inara told him after a moment.
Simon tilted his head at her observation, "I killed her in my dream."
With a sigh, Inara got up from where she was seated and took a spot next to him. "You saw River at the end, and you told Kaylee you had to choose," Inara explained. "Deep down...you feel like you have to choose between Kaylee and River. River is your sister, so you feel obligated.
"Killing Kaylee in your dream just suggests that, deep down, you think cutting her out of your life completely is the only choice you have." As Inara spoke the words, she saw understanding come to Simon.
"Wang ba dan!"
Inara and Simon's heads snapped towards her shuttle door that led to the ship, where the scream came from.
"What the hell was that?" Simon asked as he stood.
Inara stood as well. "Only one way to find out." She responded as she ran towards the scream with Simon close behind her.