She Feels
By RingPrincess
She's waking up, not entirely sure where she is, but she feels. She can't not. She can't push it back. It's too early, too soon and she doesn't know the how or the way of it. She can hear with her ears and see with her eyes, but she hears and sees with her mind as well. She feels. Surprise, anger, shock, worry, stunned lust. She's hears and she hears, who, why, how dare, oh dear, mei-mei, cute. And it's too much and she screams and someone's holding her and saying her name.
"River, River, it's okay."
"Simon."
She allows herself to be taken away and into a cold blue room where Simon gives her drugs and makes her sleep more. And she's asleep but she can still hear, she can't not.
"It's a girl, cute too. I don't think she's all there though, but not all of her has to be." And there it is again. Hot and earthy, not so stunned and fully aware of what it is and how things could go, tab a to slot b. She doesn't know who it is, but she feels his rough edges and his potential. She feels. She can't not and she knows things that are under the surface and locked away. She sleeps and she feels.
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He stands on the catwalk and stares down at the cargo bay below. His brow furrows as he stares at the pattern made by the grating. The hairs rise on the back of his neck and he looks over. New Doc's crazy sister is standing there in a too large blouse and tight black shorts. She's staring around the hold as if it holds some secrets. And it does, and he knows it.
She looks at him, unblinkingly. "Don't think she's all there," She says and looks around the ship again. The hairs on his arms rise. She smiles. "But not all of her has to be to make a home."
She walks away without a backward look and Jayne stares after her and he shivers. "Gorram girl."
