Bolts
Disclaimer:- Joss is boss! He owns everything!
Rating:- T for some Chinese cursing and violence in future.
Set after BDM ,Total Rayne Flick!
Constance, known by most as the main ring leader and bad ass of a lil rock called Venarda, or more importantly, to the crew of Serenity well known as the prodigal daughter of a certain gal by the name of Patience.
That's right the same Patience that seemed to get the edge over Mal almost every time they met, and yes, Constance seemed to be following in her mothers footsteps. Like mother like daughter you could say.
The last trade consisted of Mal getting shot in the shoulder, Jayne sniperin' three men in the head and River snapping four men's necks. Zoë flew on in to distribute the cargo after all the ruckus was over and discovered she missed out on another one of Mal's plans going side ways, which didn't surprise her all that much. So every since they had avoided Constance like the gorram plague, but once you start to run low on pink protein mash Kaylee's smile gets a little less bright, Jayne's snarky remarks get all the more frequent and that consequently forces the whole ship into a constant state of edginess.
So in the end they were therefore forced to take whatever came their way and Constance just so happened to be the only one blocking their path.
River glided Serenity to a perfect halt, quickly engaging landing procedures and all the while not forgetting to re-check the colt strapped to her thigh.
Mal hollered from the cargo bay as he let down Serenity's ramp. "Hurry up lil one, we need your minds eyes for this!"
She scammed down the stairs of the bridge and once she reached the rail to the cargo bay she leapt over it, falling gracefully to the ground, breaking her fall with a simple roll.
"You could have just used the stairs." Said Jayne with a raised brow. It was a given that he was impressed, well, actually well beyond impressed but there was no point to her showing off like she did, not when he was still angry at her.
"Not enough time. Have to leave now." she said jumping onto the back of the mule where her three awaiting crew member awaited her.
Simon, Kaylee and Inara were to stay behind; Inara had enough experience with her shuttle to fly Serenity in the utmost emergency, Kaylee stayed behind for her beloved engine of course and Simon as the girl's protection. It would have been a funny notion six months ago, but River had taught him the in and outs of her 'trade' and he had quickly caught on.
"Be safe Mei Mei." Though something's never changed, he was still the ever caring and worrying brother.
"Be back soon Simon, and remember to duck." She said cryptically as the mule pulled out of the cargo bay, leaving Simon fairly confused.
Jayne stuffed his Glock Feldmesser knifeinto his boot, and pulled up his green karki jacket's hoodas he settled down onto the rocky gound. He was on sniper duty…again.Mal, Zoe and River had just pulled up to the designated meeting spot, each wating causually by the Mule for any sign of the infamous Constance.
Jayne spotted her first though, the sniper scope picking up the first signs of trouble. Dust forming just over the small mountain side was the first indication, followed by the distant vibration of horse hooves. Sounded like she had a whole ruttin' cavalry with her.
He was damn close. He counted roughly twenty men, against their small three and hidden forth. Odds didn't look good, but he found himself strangly trusting the girlie's instincts, no major injuries, that meant no casualties…right?
Constance rode in the middle, an ugly lookin dame who looked older than her roumored age of twenty five. She had brown straggly hair , a big nose and by what the scope told him , a few missin teeth too. He cringed, no gal should ever look that horrible.
"Jayne, you hear me?" Mal's voice crackled into the comms.
"Your coming through loud and clear, over."
"Ya see her yet?"
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"Jayne??"
"You didn't say over Mal, how the ruttin hell am I to know when ya finished your piece. Over?"
"What?" he asked irritated.
"You didn't say OVER, over."
"What the gorram hell are you playin at Cobb?"
There was a bit of cufflufle on the other side words such as ' don't, what, not now, RIVER!' could be heard on the other end.
"Do you see her? over."Said River's serene voice.
"Ya, She's coming up on horse back with bout twenty something guys all armed to the nines. Over."
"Excellent, on my signal I want you to take out the man with the round rimmed hat and dark red jakect, over."
"Affirmative, over."
"See that wasn't so…" the comm switched off on the other end and he found himself smiling at the scolding River was bout to give Mal, only she could get away with it, Buddha only knew why he let her do it, and damn was she gorram sexy when she was angry.
Jayne frowned, where the hell had that come from?
He focused into the scope again attempting to shake of his betraying thoughts and glanced at his three crew mates on the lower ground. River with her hands on her hips, a finger pointing at the captain angrily. Mal with wide eyes and mouth open, obviously objecting to something and Zoë trying to hide the smile behind her blank solider expression.
All and all this looked like it was gonna be one hell of a day.
His scope landed back on the approaching cavalry, his eyes searching for the man the girlie described. Sure enough he was the one holding the biggest gun and had one of the nastiest face's Jayne had ever seen, and he'd seen his fair share of nasty faces.
The cavalry and Constance stopped just bout five meters from where the now very much composed crew was standing.
Meanwhile…
"Kaylee, I don't think now is the best time for us too..."
"Nonsense, you're just scared that you'll get caught."
"No I'm not scared; I'm concerned that I'm not at my station and in here about to…"
"Simon, now isn't that time, ain't nothing gonna happen, everythin' will be just shiny! Now come here!" She grabbed his hand and dragged him deeper into the engine room. "Now, let's begin.
Simon frowned nervously; he really didn't like it in here.
"Now that right there is the main heart of Serenity." She said pointing to the core of the engine. "If she dies, we die." She said, beginning her lesson on the ship's engine.
Simon frowned, watching the engine whirl around. That's when he heard it and he looked up just in time to see a man about three inches taller than him throw a ranch at his head. River's words came floating back to him and he did the only thing he could do.
He ducked.
TBC…
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