meliTitle: Displaced 2/100

Author: Polgara

Rating: G

TtH2 Prompt: #57 Mist

Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Firefly

Wordcount: 288

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.

Distribution: My site – Worlds of Possibilities, and TtH

Spoilers: Anything for Buffy is fair game and the entire season of Firefly. Happens between series and movie so no spoilers for the BDM.

Series: Since I Found Serenity

Summary: Buffy's entrance from the other side.

Displaced

River looked up from her dinner. "Blue… It's blue… Not right. Displaced from home, can't go back… Confusion, doesn't understand."

"Gorram it, Doc. Thought she stopped that crazy talk," Jayne said around a mouthful of food.

"She's been doing better, she just still has a few spells," Simon said defensively before turning to his sister. "Mei mei?"

"Mist forming, flowing through. Have to find the displaced," she said, jumping up from the table and running out of the dining area.

The crew didn't even look at each other as they got up and followed her. They stopped just inside the cargo bay to see River staring above her.

"Liou coe shway duh biao-tze huh hoe-tze fuh utr-tze. What the hell is that?" Mal asked, looking at the blue mist that hovered over them.

"It's down-right creepifying," Jayne muttered, his hand wishing his gun was still strapped to his hip.

"Cap'n, you think we should…" Kaylee began before being interrupted by River, who had run over to them.

"She's here," she whispered, a faint smile on her lips.

At that moment, the blue mist funneled to the floor and slowly formed a blonde woman just ten feet from them. She wretched unattractively onto the floor and then wearily rolled over. She mumbled something before passing out.

"Huh," Mal said.

"Did she say stupid demon?" Wash asked, looking at her in confusion.

"Doc, why don't you take her to the infirmary, check her out an' such," Mal ordered.

"Displaced is fine, just resting. Rough journey," River said sympathetically.

"That might be so, but I'd feel better if your brother looked her over, dong ma?"

"Okay," River said with a patronizing tone.

"And Jayne, clean that mess up."

"Aww, Mal."

Translations:

Liou coe shway duh biao-tze huh hoe-tze fuh utr-tze – Son of a drooling whore and a monkey

Dong ma? – Understand?