Jayne lay asleep in his bunk. He was suddenly awakened and tried to see in
the pitch dark. He was unsuccessful. What had woken him? He stretched
slightly and realized there was a slight pressure on his chest and stomach.
He reached above his head and clicked on the light.
He looked up and came eye to eye with River sitting cross-legged right on top of him. Her elbows rested on her knees and her chin rested on her folded hands.
"Aaaaaaargh!" Jayne leapt put of bed dumping poor River into a pile on the floor. "What in shee-niou hell'r you doin' here?!!!"
"Came to watch your dream." River replied looking up at the towering man.
"How'd you get in here, you ruttin' freak?"
"Door."
"S'locked!!!"
River rolled her eyes and shook her head; "Locks are made by men."
Jayne thrust a pointed finger towards his bunk exit, "OUT!!!" he bellowed.
"You were dreaming of her." River pulled her knees up to her chest and smiled coyly.
Jane dropped his arm and looked at the diminutive girl in shock.
"You want her to spend time with Simon. You think he'll choose me over her."
"Where do you get this tzao gao, you . . . .you, mutant?" Jayne balled his fists at his sides.
River stood up and smoothed her skirt with her tiny hands. "You're a strange man wanting someone you care about to be hurt by another." She spun on her bare heel and pit-patted towards the exit ladder.
Jayne stood dumfounded and watched River climb up to the door.
Just as she reached the door, River called down to him, "He will not be forced to choose, . . . but if he were," She paused and slowly blinked her eyes, "He would not choose me," she whispered almost painfully.
River locked eyes with the stunned mercenary, "Jayne, don't wait for him to force her to you." With that bit of cryptic advice River slipped out of Jayne's bunk.
Jaynes body relaxed and he unclenched his fists, "Yeah, you'd better get your pee goo outta my bunk, lil' girl."
He looked up and came eye to eye with River sitting cross-legged right on top of him. Her elbows rested on her knees and her chin rested on her folded hands.
"Aaaaaaargh!" Jayne leapt put of bed dumping poor River into a pile on the floor. "What in shee-niou hell'r you doin' here?!!!"
"Came to watch your dream." River replied looking up at the towering man.
"How'd you get in here, you ruttin' freak?"
"Door."
"S'locked!!!"
River rolled her eyes and shook her head; "Locks are made by men."
Jayne thrust a pointed finger towards his bunk exit, "OUT!!!" he bellowed.
"You were dreaming of her." River pulled her knees up to her chest and smiled coyly.
Jane dropped his arm and looked at the diminutive girl in shock.
"You want her to spend time with Simon. You think he'll choose me over her."
"Where do you get this tzao gao, you . . . .you, mutant?" Jayne balled his fists at his sides.
River stood up and smoothed her skirt with her tiny hands. "You're a strange man wanting someone you care about to be hurt by another." She spun on her bare heel and pit-patted towards the exit ladder.
Jayne stood dumfounded and watched River climb up to the door.
Just as she reached the door, River called down to him, "He will not be forced to choose, . . . but if he were," She paused and slowly blinked her eyes, "He would not choose me," she whispered almost painfully.
River locked eyes with the stunned mercenary, "Jayne, don't wait for him to force her to you." With that bit of cryptic advice River slipped out of Jayne's bunk.
Jaynes body relaxed and he unclenched his fists, "Yeah, you'd better get your pee goo outta my bunk, lil' girl."
