Title: Real
Series: Heart of Gold: Rayne Style
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R for smut
FYI: Any doctoring stuff, I made up. Other half of the last part. And gasp, my stupid computer didn't lose it, which is probably a good thing cause if it did, I might have just given up on the whole writing thing. Okay, not really since I'm kinda addicted to it. But I probably would have tossed my laptop outside gleefully.
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Simon awakens slowly, his leg throbbing painfully. He sits up and moves his legs over the side of the bed. Placing his feet on the floor, he stands up and then promptly collapses. From his painful heap on the ground, he notices a pair of crutches leaning against the nightstand. Using the bed to hoist him up, he once again moves onto his feet, this time using the crutches to support himself. With the aid of the crutches, he makes his way out of his room and towards the infirmary.
"Doc, why didn't ya yell?" Jayne questions upon seeing his brother-in-law move into the room. "We woulda came and got ya."
"I didn't think about that." Simon replies. He moves into the infirmary to see Jayne's parents and a boy surrounding Matty. "How long was I asleep?"
"Bout 9 hours." Jayne answers. "Matty woke up bout 20 minutes ago."
River flows into the infirmary and moves over to the counter to grab and fill a needle. She moves next to her brother, swabs his arm, and injects him before he can protest.
"Mei-mei, what was that?" Simon questions.
"Pain reliever." River answers.
"Thank you." Simon replies. He can feel the strong medicine working almost instantly. The throbbing in his leg lessens to the point where he can think. He moves over to the sick bed and leans unstably against it.
River grabs a stool, adjusts it to be level with the bed, and then wheels it over to her brother.
"Thanks." Simon says again.
"You're welcome." River replies before moving to lean against Jayne's chest.
Simon wheels over to the counter and grabs his medical bag before moving back over to Matty. "How are you feeling, Matty?" Simon questions as he takes out a stethoscope.
"Okay." Matty whispers, clenching a stuff animal tightly in her hands. "I threw up."
"That's perfectly normal." Simon assures her as he checks her heart rate and pulse. "It's just your body's reaction to the sedative."
"Can I have some ice cream?" Matty questions. "Mama made my favorite; chocolate."
"I have to finish examining you, but I don't see a problem with it." Simon replies. "As long as your mother says it's okay."
Simon examines her vitals before taking the scope off and handing it to the little girl. "Why don't you check your father's heart while I examine your incision."
"Don't know how." Matty whispers.
Simon helps her put them on and then lets her listen to his heartbeat and her own before directing her to Robert. He waits until she presses the scope against her father's chest before unbuttoning her shirt.
"Is she okay?" Rita questions worriedly.
"She's healing very well." Simon answers. The little girl is healing at a rate that surprises him. From what her mother said, she was a sickly child, getting the damp lung more than normal. He starts to wonder if her lungs may just be weak, not her entire immune system. Unknowingly humming under his breath, he rolls over to examine the charts he made on Matty. Sliding the portable ultra-sound machine over to Matty, he turns it on before applying the jelly to her chest.
"What the hell is he doin?" Jayne questions River.
"Seeing inside." River answers.
"Huh?" Sam questions, moving in behind his brother and his brother's wife.
"Ain't that an ultra-sound machine?" Andrea questions from the doorway.
"Yes." River answers.
"Why's he usin it on her?" Andrea asks. "She ain't pregnant."
"What?" Bill growls. "What's pregnant got to do with anything?"
"That's the machine they use to look at babies." Andrea replies.
"She's not with child." River assures them. "Her innocence is still intact."
"It best be." Jayne growls. "Why's he usin it for then?"
"Looking at her lungs." River answers.
"That's cold." Matty winces at the sensation of the cold jelly hitting her chest.
"Doc, whadda doin?" Robert questions. "Somethin wrong?"
"Hmm." Simon mutters, completely oblivious to everything but the screen in front of him.
Matty looks at the screen, scrunching up her face in confusion. Growing bored with it after a moment, she goes back to listening to her daddy's heart. Frowning at the sound, she moves the scope back to the doctor's chest and listens a few moments before moving back to her daddy's.
"Doctor man." Matty says, not remembering his name. He doesn't even glance at her. Bringing her hand up, she pokes him in the nose.
Simon jumps slightly and glances down at his patient.
"Doctor man." Matty says again.
"Simon." He replies. "You can call me Simon."
"Okay." Matty says. "How come your heart sounds so different than daddy's?"
"Different?" Simon questions. "May I listen?"
She nods and removes the scope. Simon takes them back and puts them on before rolling over to listen to Robert's heart.
"What's goin on?" Tim questions upon seeing the doc examining his father.
"We don't ruttin know." Sam replies. "It's like the doc's in his own little world; Matty had to poke him to get his attention."
"Simon's always been like that." River says. "When I was little, I used to throw books at him to get his attention. He's very focused."
Simon listens to Robert's heart for a few minutes, a frown forming on his face. He rolls over to grab a clean chart and flips it open. "How old are you?" Simon questions Robert.
"58." Rita answers for her husband.
Simon's eyebrows rise. He didn't realize Jayne's father was that old; he doesn't look it.
He takes the man's weight and height down before questioning Rita about his diet.
"She's always tryin to feed me gorram vegetables." Robert growls.
"If you had your choice, ya'd eat nothin but potatoes and steak." Rita growls back. "That ain't healthy."
"No, it's not." Simon agrees. "Have you been experiencing any chest pain?"
"A little." Rita answers for him. "He complains bout it every once in while."
"How active are you?" Simon questions.
"Whadda mean, active?" Robert asks back.
"Active: exercise, work, recreation, sex." Simon answers. "How often do you do those activities and for how long?"
"Am I losin it or did your brother just ask our pa how often he has sex?" Sam questions River.
"He did." River answers. "It's very important for Simon to know."
"I don't wanna ruttin know." Tim mutters.
"That ain't none of your business, boy." Robert growls.
"The information is relevant to your health." Simon responds. He hands the chart to Rita. "Will you please write that information down?"
She takes the chart and then pen and fills out the questions Simon left open before handing it back.
Simon studies the information before listening to Robert's heart again.
"Doctor Simon." Roy questions from behind his father. "Is something wrong with our pa?"
Simon just hums.
Roy glares at him before walking over to his brother's wife. "River, what's wrong with pa?"
"Small blockage." River answers. "But don't worry, he'll be fine."
"Why ain't your brother answerin then?" Roy questions. "All he's doin is hummin."
"Gorram doc's always hummin." Jayne replies. "Ya got no idea how ruttin annoyin it is to have a hummin doc removin bullets from ya."
"He doesn't realize he's doing it." River says. "Just hum with him and he'll stop."
Simon stops listening to Robert's heart and rolls over to the counter. Standing up on one leg, he preps two needles and grabs a large bottle filled with various pills. He grabs some wipes before sitting down and rolling back over to the bed. Setting everything on the table, he reaches behind him to grab two small, empty containers. He dumps out the bottle of pills onto a sterilized tray and sorts through them. He gathers 10 small, blue pills and puts them into one containers. In the other container he puts 30 pink pills. He closes both containers before putting the rest of the pills away. He rolls back over to Robert, a needle and swab in one hand and the containers in the other.
"The blue one's are for Mr. Cobb." Simon says, handing both bottles to Rita. "He needs to take one a day for the next 10 days. The pink ones are for Matty; she needs to take 3 a day for the next 10 days. I would suggest giving them to her at each meal."
"What are they for?" Rita questions.
"Your husband has a small blockage, most likely in one of his heart valves, thats keeping his heart for beating regularly. The pills will help dissolve it after I loosen it."
"How ya gonna ruttin loosen it?" Robert growls. "Cause that ain't soundin like much fun."
Simon holds the needle up.
"No ruttin way." Robert bellows, trying to move away.
"Boys, git over here and make him stay." Rita orders.
The four large Cobb sons surround their father, preventing his escape.
"Here ya go, doc." Sam says, rolling his father's sleeve up.
Simon quickly swabs Robert's arm and injects the shot.
"Mei-mie…" Simon stops his request when River takes the empty needle out of his hand and disposes of it. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." River whispers, her gaze flying erratically around the infirmary.
Simon rolls back over to Matty and swabs the inside of her arm. "Matty, this might sting a little." Simon warns. "Why don't you hold your father's hand since he was so brave for his shot."
The Cobb boys laugh, earning a glare from Robert.
Matty grabs her daddy's hand and looks over to give her twin brother a small smile.
"What is that?" Robert asks, stopping Simon before he injects Matty.
"A steroid." Simon answers. "Her lungs aren't functioning normally but the steroid combined with the antibiotics she's going to be taking, should help resolve the problem. Hopefully, it will keep her from getting the damp lung so much."
Robert nods, indicating for Simon to give the shot. Simon injects Matty, trying to be as gentle as possible. River takes the empty needle from him before he can ask again. Simon then rolls over to Matty's other arm and removes the IV.
"You were very brave, Matty." Simon praises. "Now, as long as you promise to stay in bed and not leave unless somebody carries you, you can go back to your room and eat that ice cream."
"She can really go back home?" Rita questions.
"Yes." Simon replies. "She has to stay in bed and not move around a lot. I've found that most people don't like resting in the hospital, although I don't see why."
"Cold." River whispers. "Harsh. Needles. Pain. Death."
"Baby, what's wrong?" Jayne questions quietly, moving towards his wife.
Simon spins around to look at his sister. "Mei-mie.."
"Don't." River screeches, flinching back. "You can't just stick needles into my eyes and ask me what I see. It doesn't work that way."
Jayne places his hands onto his wife's shoulders and she spins around to bury her face into his chest.
"Take her out of her." River whispers. "It's coming back; like needles in her skin."
Jayne gently picks River up and carries her to the couch outside of the infirmary.
"What's wrong?" Inara questions, moving off the couch for Jayne to sit down.
Jayne doesn't answer; instead he runs his hands up and down River's back, whispering into her ear.
"Jayne, does she need a smoother?" Simon questions, being supported by Sam and Bill, his crutches lying forgotten in the infirmary.
"No." Jayne growls. "She spent too much gorram time in that ruttin infirmary; she's relivin it."
"Reliving what?" Robert questions, watching as his new daughter-in-law shakes in her husband's arms.
"Tests." River answers and then her voice takes on an older, impersonal tone. "River, you know why we're doing this. We need to know what you see and what you don't see. We can't make progress without a sacrifice. Now, be a good girl and sit down. I want her arms and legs tied down; we don't want a repeat of last week."
"Repeat?" Simon questions, the doctor in him wanting to know while the brother doesn't.
"Bad thoughts." River whispers. "Hands trespassing where they don't belong; touching without permission."
"Somebody touched ya?" Jayne growls, his arms tightening around her.
"Yes." River answers, leaning her head back to look at him. "Removed her gown and touched her flesh. She broke his neck with her thighs when he knelt between them, his thoughts not pure."
Jayne's arms tighten further and River whimpers.
"Sorry, baby." Jayne says, loosening his grip. She burrows further into him, her body shaking harshly.
"What's with the she and her thing?" Sam questions, his fists clenched.
"It's a defense mechanism." Simon replies. "She's always done it when she's scared, nervous, or feeling overemotional. Before the academy, I could just tell her she was doing it and she would stop. But now…"
"Only Jayne can get her to stop." Book finishes.
River pulls her head back quickly to look up at Jayne, tears running down her face. "She's sorry."
"Baby, ya ain't got nothin to be sorry for." Jayne replies.
"She's doesn't want to be this way." River whispers. "Doesn't want to be broken; she wants to be a real girl, whole and all. Not broken. But he still loves her, even if she's not real?"
"Ya're the realest thing in my ruttin life." Jayne whispers back. "And like I done told ya before, ya ain't broken, just a little cracked. But that don't matter none to me. I love ya, every ruttin part, even the crazy ones."
River sniffles and then smiles up at him, her eyes shining. "I love you too, even the violent and possessive parts." River whispers. She reaches up to pulls his head down to hers, their lips meeting in a deep kiss.
Jayne adjusts River on his lap and tilts her head to deepen the kiss.
"Make me real." River whispers, pulling her mouth away. "Need to feel you deep inside of me while I clench tightly around you, making me real."
Jayne kisses her with a growl and stands up. Pulling away from her mouth, he sees all of the crew and most of his family watching them, again. "We'll be in our bunk." Jayne growls as he carries River past the crowd.
"Where's River?" Cassie questions, moving into the room a few minutes later.
"She was supposed to show us some dances." Britney adds.
"She's with Jayne." Roy answers before anybody else can. "Having sex."
"Again?" Cassie and Britney gasp.
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Jayne manages to make it into their bunk without dropping River, how though, he don't know. Her hands had snaked between them to dig under his pants, pumping him as he walked down the hall. He drops her onto their bed and strips down. She pulls her own clothes off and then lies down on the bed, her legs spread invitingly. Jayne stares down at her lustfully before dropping down onto the end of the bed and pulling her legs over his shoulders.
Using his hands to open her folds, he runs his tongue between them before thrusting it inside of her. River squeals and digs her feet into his back, pulling him closer. Jayne can feel his nose crack from the force and hopes it ain't broken cause that'll be a fun one to explain to her brother. He holds her hips still and starts eating at her in earnest. His tongue thrusts in and out of her before moving up to lick at her clit. By this time, her heads thrashing back and forth and she's chanting his name. Moving one hand off her hips, he uses it to slip two fingers inside of her. His fingers pump quickly inside of her while his tongue continues to probe at her clit. Moving a third finger inside of her, he pushes them deep while biting down gently on her clit.
"JAYNE!" River screams, her hips breaking his hand's grasp to buck against his fingers.
Jayne rides her orgasm out before removing his fingers. He licks them clean and then stands up to move to the side of the bed.
"Coming inside now?" River pants, looking over at her husband with lust-filled eyes.
"Not yet baby." Jayne answers as he bends over to pick up her vibrator. He rinses it off before sitting back down on the side of the bed. "Gonna make ya cum a few more times first."
"Want you inside." River whispers with a pout.
Jayne leans up to drop a kiss on her lips. "Ain't gonna work this time, baby." Jayne replies. "Gotta prove to ya that ya're real so ya don't forget again."
"Yes." River moans. "Must prove."
Jayne flips the vibrator on a lower setting before moving it towards her body. He runs it softly across her collarbone and then bends over to follow the trail with his lips. Sliding the toy down to her breasts, he circles the right one with it while sucking the nipple of her left breast into his mouth.
River moves her hand up to grasp his hand holding the vibrator. She tries to push it to her nipple but he refuses to budge.
Jayne nips her breast before looking up at her. "See what ya did, baby." Jayne growls. "Now I gots to start all over again."
He moves away from her breasts and back up to her collarbone. The vibrator traces the same trail as before, his mouth right behind it. He sucks harshly at her skin before looking up at her. "Ya gotta keep your hands to yourself or I'm gonna keep startin over again, dong ma?"
River nods shakily, a whimper escaping her lips.
Jayne sucks her left nipple into his mouth while circling her right breast with the vibrator. He pushes his need to be buried deep inside of his wife to the back of his mind and focuses completely on her. He sucks and nibbles at her nipple, sometimes gently and sometimes harshly, while his other hand slowly circles towards her nipple.
River's head thrashes as Jayne worships her breasts. The suction on her nipple feels wonderful while the slow progress towards her other nipple makes her frustrated. "Please, Jayne, please." River begs, arching her body.
Jayne can hear the desperation in her voice and moves the vibrator to touch her right nipple and bites down on her left.
River moans his name as she cums.
Jayne smirks to himself, a bit surprised when she orgasms seein how he ain't touched her nether regions yet. "Ya doin alright, baby?" Jayne growls as he licks his way down her stomach, the vibrator following lazily.
"I'm floating." River moans, a huge smile on her face. "My Jayne is making me float."
"Well, hold onto your britches, baby, cause I'm bout to make ya fly." Jayne growls. He moves between her thighs, his hands spreading them wide, and slips the vibrator inside of her. He moves it with quick but precise thrusts until she spreads her knees as far as she get them, her feet planted firmly on the bed. Jayne ups the speed of the vibrator while bringing his other hand down to play with her clit.
"Oh….Jayyyne…harder…" River moans.
Jayne moves the vibrator to its highest setting before thrusting it in as deep as it will go, her juices flowing down to coat his hand. His thumb presses down on her clit and with a scream, she cums.
River screams her release, her hips thrashing erratically against the vibrator and Jayne's thumb. Right as her orgasm finishes, Jayne pulls the vibrator out and presses it hard against her clit.
"JAYYYNE!" River screeches as she orgasms again.
Jayne drops the vibrator and moves up her body to thrust deeply inside of her. River moans, pulling his mouth down to hers. She sucks his tongue into her mouth, whimpers escaping her throat at every thrust.
Jayne places his hands besides her shoulders and pulls away from her mouth to look down at River. Her face is flushed and covered in sweat. Part of her hair is matted to the side of her face and her mouth is slightly open as her whimpers of pleasure escape. All in all, it's the sexiest gorram thing he's ever seen. She slowly opens her eyes to look up at him and he realizes he was wrong. This is the sexiest gorram thing he's ever seen, the look in her eyes as he thrusts inside of her.
"Harder Jayne." River orders huskily.
Jayne groans and starts pounding into her, the hull of the ship squeaking with each thrust. He drops his head to suck at her neck, wanting to mark her as his.
River wraps her legs around his hips and her arms around his back as he pounds into her. She feels like her entire body is flying, all her senses and thoughts focused on Jayne's cock moving in and out of her. His thrusts get faster and her nails scratch at his back, trying to find something to hold on to. She can feel his hand moving between them, knows where it's going, what it's going to do. Her mouth moves to the place where his shoulder meets his neck and clamps down.
Jayne hisses when she bites him, his eyes rolling back. He fumbles to find her clit and when he does, he rolls it while pinching down on it. Her walls squeeze tightly around him as she cums, her teeth biting down hard enough that he can feel the blood starting to drip down his back. His thrusts falter at the feeling and with one last, deep thrust, he empties himself into her climaxing body, her name leaving his mouth in shout.
Jayne pulls out and flops onto his back, breathing heavily. River manages to crawl on top of him, her breath coming out in quick pants. She drops her head against his chest and purrs when he rubs her hair.
"Now, baby, ya know ya're real?" Jayne questions a few minutes later.
"Yes." River answers, looking up at him. "You make me real."
"And ya make me real." Jayne replies.
"Love you Jayne." River says.
"Love ya too." Jayne answers. "Now, where's that gorram vibrator. Battery's gonna run out if'n we don't turn it off."
River giggles while sitting up. She crawls down to the end of the bed and finds the vibrator wedged between the hull of the ship and the mattress. She turns it off before standing up and walking over to the sink. After she rinses it off, she leans over him to place it behind the blanket covering his weapons, right on top of Vera. Walking back over to the sink, she rinses off a washcloth and uses it to sponge down her sweaty body, paying close attention to the sticky area between her thighs. She tosses it into the hamper in the corner before walking over to her trunk. Grabbing a clean pair of panties and a clean dress she slips them on before turning back to Jayne, a gasp leaving her mouth.
Jayne watches River clean up and waits until her back is to him before standing up. He can feel the open cuts on his back and the bite mark and tries to dress quickly before she sees them. When he hears her gasp, he sighs deeply and turns to face her.
River's hand is covering her mouth as she stares at his back, sees the open cuts still bleeding.
"Baby, it ain't as bad as it looks." Jayne assures her. He sighs again when tears fill her eyes.
"I hurt you." River whispers, her hands moving to trace the marks on his back.
"Ain't a big deal." Jayne replies, pulling his pants up and buckling them. He sits down to put his boots back on and reaches for his shirt when she grabs it.
"You have to see Simon." River orders. "He can fix you."
"I ain't seein your brother for a few cuts." Jayne growls, fully meaning it. He glances up at her and groans.
"I hurt you." River restates as the tears fall down her face.
"It ain't that bad." Jayne says.
"If it was me, you would make me go." River argues.
"I'd never let ya get cut this much." Jayne replies and then wishes the statement back. A sob catches in her throat and he knows she's bout a second away from bawling. "If'n I go see him, ya ain't gonna cry, right?"
"Won't cry." River agrees, sniffling a few times.
"Alright then, let's go." Jayne says, ushering her towards the ladder. He ain't wantin to see Simon bout this but don't want her to feel all guilty bout scratchin him up. She clenches his shirt tight in her fists as she climbs up the ladder. Jayne shuts the hatch and wraps an arm around his wife before following her to the infirmary.
"Jayne, I do believe I go rule bout walkin round this boat without clothes on." Mal comments when the merc walks towards the infirmary without a shirt, his arm around his wife.
"Have to see Simon." River tells the captain. "He can fix Jayne."
"Don't know if anybody can fix Jayne." Mal says back with a smirk.
River growls at him.
"Okay, anybody else freaked out that Jayne's growling has passed on to his wife?" Wash questions. Hands go up in the air in response.
"What am I fixing?" Simon questions from the infirmary.
"Somethin wrong with my boy?" Rita questions, moving behind Simon. "Jayne, where's your shirt?"
River holds his shirt up and then pushes him into the infirmary.
"What the hell happened to ya?" Mal questions, wincing at the scratches on Jayne's back.
"Jayne made his River fly and she needed something to hold on to." River answers.
"Oh, little witch, I didn't wanna know that." Mal groans.
"Sit down, Jayne." Simon orders.
With a growl, Jayne plops down onto the bed his little sister is still lying on. "Thought ya'll was goin back to the house." Jayne comments as he watches Simon put on a pair of clear gloves.
"Matty insisted that we wait on ya two." Sam replies.
"Probably a good thing seein how's ya needed some doctorin." Tim adds with a smirk.
"Watch it, boy." Jayne growls. "I still ain't forgotten ya was looking at my wife; don't give me nother reason to kick your ass."
"Jayne, admitting that you're hurt doesn't make ya weak." Bill says, smirking at his older brother.
"Ain't hurt." Jayne growls. "Wouldn't have came in here but my girl got all teary and feelin guilty."
"They are rather deep." Simon comments as he cleans Jayne's back.
"Ain't that bad." Jayne replies. "Ain't like it's the first time she's done it neither. Normally I'd just take what I needed from ya and do it myself. That's what I was hopin to do but ya'll didn't leave."
"Is that a bite mark?" Tim questions, looking over Simon's shoulder at his brother's back.
"Yep." Jayne answers. "She's a biter."
"You like it when I bite you." River replies.
"Yeah." Jayne agrees, his arm snaking out to pull his wife towards him. He drops a kiss to her forehead before moving down to kiss her lips.
"Not again." Mal mutters. "Nara, Kaylee, take River on down to the house fore they start goin at it again. Think mama Cobb might box both their ears if they run back to their bunk."
"Come on, River." Kaylee says, taking her friend's hand. She pulls River away from Jayne, their lips separating with a slurp.
"Fix my Jayne." River tells her brother before following Kaylee out of the infirmary.
Jayne watches his wife leave, his head tilting to the side to watch her hips sway as she moves. She gives them a little wiggle and looks over her shoulder with a smirk.
"Jayne, would ya get your mind off sexin up your wife for one ruttin second." Bill says.
"Huh?" Jayne grunts, looking over to his brother. "Ya say somethin?"
"Was just sayin how I gotta couple bottles of whiskey waitin for us." Bill says. "Gorram good stuff too. Nicked it off some hundan that tried to steal some cattle from us. Figure we can all camp out tonight and have some drinks, Mal, Wash, and Simon ya can join us. Shepard's welcome if'n he wants to. The women and kids are gonna stay with ma."
"Sounds like a nice time." Mal replies. "Think we got some of Kaylee's wine let over."
"Sounds like a plan then." Sam says. "Pa's gonna join us, uh, can he drink doc?"
"Yes." Simon says. "I wouldn't advise him drinking as much as Jayne does but alcohol won't interfere with his medicine. Jayne, do you want me to put weaves in these?"
"Ya do and I'm libel to kick your ass." Jayne growls. "Just wrap em enough so's that she don't get all upset again. Man, I hate to think how she's gonna react next time I get shot; libel to either cry hysterically or kill every gorram person near me."
"Yeah." Mal agrees. "So try your hardest to avoid it, dong ma?"
"Like I enjoy getting shot?" Jayne mutters. "Anyways, shouldn't ya be telling yourself that? You're the one who's always bein shot."
"I ain't gotta a slightly crazy, mind-readin genius for a wife." Mal replies.
"Ya don't do ya." Jayne agrees with a smirk. "That pleasure is all mine."
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