Warning: Rated M

Shot Me Down

Simon brought his fingers to his lips, peering behind a group of creates. Nothing. Sighing, he placed his hands on his hips. "Huh," he said, narrowing his eyes. Yes, finding his little sister was always a chore. But, he hadn't seen her since breakfast. Odd. Shrugging, he began calling her name again. "River. River, its time for me to give you your medications."

River gripped Jayne's shirt tightly, her eyes swelling with tears. "Please, no more needles. They're all over. Blood on their hands, but they didn't do it. The sun came up early. They tried to catch me. Talked to the ghosts after I ate, couldn't keep it down. Now they're back again. No more needles. Please…please," she sobbed, looking up at Jayne with big blue eyes. Jayne felt a pang of sorrow, but swallowed it down, touching her soft skin. She buried her face in his neck, hiccupping as he gently rubbed her back. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a shaky breath. It was so foreign to him, this feeling she instilled deep within his very soul. He didn't want to hurt her. Take advantage of her. She whispered his name softly, the word parting her soft lips. It sent a shiver down his spine, a cold sweat began on his forehead. He moved a strand of her soggy hair, staring into her eyes. Clenching his teeth, he looked away. He couldn't let this happen. No. She was crazy! He loosened his grip, but she held on ever tightly. Jayne took a step forward, peering through the steps. Simon had gone. He relaxed, looking back to the distraught River. His throat was on fire. He wanted to say something. Something nice, kind…romantic? River brought her head up, touching his nose with hers, "No words need be said Jayne. Everyone is alone in the dark. Its hard to find the light," she said, her eyes sparkling. His stomach swelled, his arms tightened around her. She brushed her lips against his, quietly whispering in his ear. Jayne was forced in two directions ,his head spinning. A part of him wanted to sink himself against her, and make her every thought and dream come true, but another wanted to run away. A natural instinct said is wasn't safe. Too vulnerable. River leaned against his shoulder with a sigh. Jayne leaned against a wall, sighing inwardly himself.

Above deck, Mal and Kaylee argued over the missing piece, when in walked Simon. He stood in the doorway a good several minutes, before Kaylee smiled in his direction. Mal heaved, glancing to the doorway. Simon glanced to each, and finally said something, "Has anyone seen River," he said, bracing himself against the doorway. Kaylee nodded, explaining she was following Jayne like the 'moon chased the sun'. Simon tensed up, replying hastily.

"That comforts me," he said, not meaning to sound rude. Kaylee glared at his softly, before returning her gaze to the Captain. The two started in again, and Simon disappeared.

"I know where your treasure is," River said, peering from behind Jayne's broad torso. Jayne turned, quirking a brow.

"What? Where?" he replied, his gruff voice seeming to comfort her. River giggled, grabbing his large hand. They left the cargo bay, from looking in the extra holds, and were headed to the passengers quarters. River glided through the hallways, guiding her tourist happily. Jayne just imagined her naked the whole time, her swerving, graceful body.

She broke the trance. "Here," she said, pointing a white arm to her bed. Jayne looked to where she gestured. The a box large enough for the piece sat neatly on the shelf above her bed. He didn't even have to ask, she answered before he even thought it. "It's a treasure hunt. I hide it, and Kaylee finds it," she said happily, smiling. Jayne smirked, reaching forward to grab it, but River pushed his hand gently away. "No. No, its not that easy," she said, furrowing her thin brows. Jayne sighed.

"What do ya mean?"

"You don't have the key," she replied, smiling. Jayne's body sagged.

"Well where is it," he said, glancing to the box. The ship flopped lazily, both steadying against the walls. River smile mischievously.

"Somewhere on my person," she said, flicking her eyes. Jayne's eyes widened, his throat moved. River interlaced her hands, tilting her head. "Doesn't the bandit want his gold?" she asked, twitching her lips. Jayne looked her over, her curvy figure calling at him. That familiar burning sensation began again. River leaned on her tippy-toes, twirling, before plopping on the bed. Serenity tilted again, sending Jayne against a wall. He steadied himself, looking up at River as she laughed. "I love thunder," she said, laying back, placing her hands on her stomach. She closed her eyes. Jayne looked at her awkwardly. She opened one, "Well?"

Jayne started off by sauntering over to where she lay. He reached forward, but retreated, sighing. "Look. I'm not gonna go feeling you up, cause ya wanna play one of your crazy games girl," he said firmly. River shrugged.

"Then we'll die," she stated flippantly. Jayne groaned, rolling his eyes. He reached forward, patting her side. River giggled, and surprisingly, Jayne smiled somewhat .He patted down her leg, and down the other side. River having spasms in fits of giggles. Jayne enjoyed this so far. She sat up quickly, her hair brushing his face, he stepped backward. She pressed still closer, pressing her body against his, and it fit perfectly. As if they were made for each other. Jayne muttered something, but was quickly cut off as she pressed her lips against his again. His lips burned, his face swallowed up. He grabbed her hips, pulling her in. She opened her mouth, he tongue dancing over his lips. Jayne quickly reciprocated, getting a handful of her hair. She placed her hands on his shoulders, pressing ever closer. He kissed down her neck, and onto her clavicle, but stopped. There, sitting under her bra strap was the key. He glanced up, and plucked it from its hiding spot. River pouted, sticking her tongue out. Jayne tucked the key into his pocket, and pulled her against him again. Surprised by his wet mouth against her neck, she gasped. This was new. River climbed up his figure, wrapping her legs around him. Jayne took her in his hands, running them over her flawless back. She whispered his name, and this turned him on. Stumbling across the room, they both collapsed on the bed. River squirmed, getting comfortable. She smiled up at him, laughing inwardly. Jayne went back in, this time, unbuttoning her shirt. River ran her hand over his side, bringing it up to hike up his shirt. Jayne undid the second button, but was almost thrown over, by the ships sporadic movements. Jayne stopped, realizing he had to get this part to Mal. He almost did, if River hadn't undone his zipper. He groaned slightly, quickening Rivers marksman fingers. Jayne undid the third, getting sight of her supple cleavage. He dove in, kissing on her soft white skin, River letting out little mews of pleasure. Jayne's callused hand ran up her thigh, softly running his rough fingers over her white skin. River moved under his frame, smiling happily. She didn't think it would get much better, but she paused, blinking, twitching her eyes. Jayen didn't notice, but kept his intimate acts. River stopped him. She breathed, her lip trembling. "Simon," she whispered. Jayne quickly did up his pants, and jumped from the bed, stumbling and falling over a stool.

"River?" Simon said softly, walking into her bedroom. River lay doing up her shirt, Jayne laying on the floor, breathing heavily. He glanced at both, his eyes the size of saucers. "R-River?" he said, his sister looking at Jayne. Simon was in shock. He composed himself, gawking at both for a minute. He finally understood what was going on. "You dirty son-of-whore!" he shouted, clawing at Jayne and aiming a punch. Jayne felt a sear of pain on his jaw, a rumble of anger inside him. River screamed at Simon, glaring at her brother. Jayne stood up, grabbing Simon by the neck and slamming him into a wall. He could already hear half the crew scrambling below deck. River was torn. Jayne or Simon? Simon kicked at Jayne's shin, but the giant didn't budge. Simon felt for an object, and picked up a vase, smashing it over the mans head. Jayne buckled, stumbling backward. Simon took his chance and laid another punch on Jayne. Jayne felt his nose trickle, and quickly retaliated. He aimed a punch, and it soared into Simons face. Simon fell to the floor, his face beating. Jayne reached down, picking his up, and raised his fist, but in came Mal.

Drop his Jayne," he said, glaring at the gunman. Jayne didn't move. "Now!" Jayne growled, throwing Simon down. Everyone tensed. Mal looked at River, then Jayne then Simon. Simon coughed up a little blood, bracing his back against a wall. "Now what in the gorram 'verse is going on on my ship?" Mal said, looking at the three. Simon coughed, cradling his arm. He stood up shakily, bracing the wall.

"J-Jayne was raping River," he said, glaring out of a puffy eye. Mal shot daggers in Jayne's direction, then River. Kaylee gasped, putting her hands over her mouth. Zoe glanced to Wash, who was in disbelief. Jayne was speechless. Mal approached Jayne, getting up in his face.

"That true Jayne?" Jayne's knuckles were on fire. He glanced to River who said not a word, but let out little whines. He shook his head. Mal looked to Simon who had burst out.

"Tah mah duh hwoon dahn!" he shouted, lunging at Jayne. Mal blocked him.

"Simmer down doctor," he said, looking over to River. He narrowed his eyes, and approached her. "Little River, is that true?" River didn't answer, her sotmach in knots, so many emotions swirling, exploding. She didn't even hear him. Mal sighed, looking up at Jayne.

"Damnit Mal. I don't need to rape a little crazy girl," he said. Simon lunged again, but was blocked. Mal glanced between the two. He had to make a decision. Simon complained, River sobbing, Jayne chewing at him. Kaylee walked over to River, trying to comfort her. But River pushed her away, running past them, all. Jayne wanted to follow, but knew he couldn't. Mal sighed, rubbing his temples. Kaylee walked up to Simon, looking him over.

"You alright?"

"No!" Kaylee glared at him, a pang of hurt sounded. She moved her throat, and shoved past him out the door. Inara followed the redhead quickly. Zoe looked to the captain who was still frustrated. The ship topped again.

Mal sighed, steadying himself, "Jayne, give me that part. Doctor, go fix yourself up, we'll talk about this later. Right now, Serenity needs to be fixed," he said, glancing to everyone. Jayne ripped up the box, opening it and handing it roughly to Mal. Simon swore, brushing past everyone.