Title: Babysittin’

Author: mik109

Rating: G

Pairings: River/Jayne

Disclaimer: Please, I won’t even dignify that with an answer.

Warnings/Spoilers: Not really. This is a missing scene from the BDM.

A/N: This is my version of what Jayne was thinking during the bank job at the beginning of the BDM.

Babysittin’

Why can't Zoe stay up here? Why does she get to be in the safe with all that shiny money while I have to be stuck up here with the crazy girl?

Mal always says it's cuz I look more intimidatin’.

Right, cuz Zoe ain't intimidatin’? Hell, she intimidates me and ain't many who can say that.

Well, not many I let live.

But no she's got all Mal's trust so she gets to be in on the good stuff. I get babysittin’.

I ruttin’ hate babysittin’.

Least it's not on the boat.

Sometimes, when the Doc has to go on planet, Mal will stick me with the moonbrain. So I don't get any free time to scratch any of my itches. I have to sit in the cargo bay and watch the girl dance about or babble about nothing in that long ass vocabulary of hers. Or worse, stare at me.

That girl knows how to stare. Makes a man more than a mite uncomfortable. Ain't left many alive who've tried to stare me down, neither.

What the hell is she screamin’ about?

She's down.

Gorram it, I knew it was a bad idea to take her on a job. Ruttin’ Mal and all his ruttin’ plans. Nothin’ ever goes right.

She is still down.

She looks wild. Eyes as wide as shotgun barrels. Hair puddled around her head like chocolate fire.

She ain't listenin’ to me. Don't even know if she can hear me.

Somethin’ must be up and it can't be good.

Least she didn't attack when I touched --

What!

Oh, go se.

Mal!