Title: Coming Home
Series: Finding
Sub-Series: New song arc begun with
In Between and
Jayne's Song. Continues now with an OC.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1873
Spoilers: Post-BDM
Characters: Jayne, Mal,River, OC child.
Disclaimer: Firefly owns me, I own words
Notes: As always
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It's been accomplished - hehehehe, ;)
Seriously, girly, we share a Jayne!
Without warning, Jayne cuffed his hand out and struck the boy across the cheek. “Don’t ever go to askin’ me about what family means. Dong ma?” His voice was hard and cold.
I have some grasp of where our boy is here, suddenly with a kid on hand - I remember when I was six and my mom put my sister in my arms and said, here, this is yours, take care of her, I have to go to work. And it was the same with the other siblings, and to this day, I have family members who'll drop kids on my doorstep and let me take care of them for a few months - it's exhausting, but what are you gonna do, kick the kid out and tell 'em to handle the world themselves? No, of course not - they're family, and, dammit, family means something even if drives you crazy and leaves you banging your head on the wall. And all I did was take care of the siblings - and for a guy like Jayne, already worn down years ago by family, out in the Black, with everything he's gone through since River and Simon came aboard? Yeah, the boy'll crack at some point, and he'll be hard right up until he cracks, you know? He'll soften - you can't just turn off the instincts that you develop over the years, even if you want to, and they'll pop up even if you don't want them to - but it'll be hard for him for a while, the poor man-ape.
*pets their poor man-ape*
I still hope his head won't explode.
Gus, hee, I love it.
His vibration overwhelmed his ability to hear more.
Oh, beautiful - I don't even have words.
“I ain’t never wanted it. Got my fill a’ it when I was a boy. Near to raised most a’ my brothers and sisters. Never looked back when I left. Just kept up with Ma and Mattie while they was alive.”
Oh, yes - I've never had the complete ability to leave the family, they need me too damn much, but, God, my teen years? Oh, Lord, if I had just known that there would be someone there to take care of the kids, God, I would have been out of there so fast, there wouldn't even be words for it, seriously. Jayne was able to leave, and still be able to help out in an odd way - send home credits when he can, which we know he did, it's canon! He thinks he's out of it, safe, and now he's got a kid in his lap needing food and love and support and a bed, and, I mean, he's not going to abandon the kid, he can't, he's got too many of those damn instincts there, just hiding under his cunning hat and growling, you know? Plus, of course, there's River, and she's gotten under his skin in a way no one else ever has, you know? He's probably feeling fraile enough as it is already, you know?
I like saying you know, you know?
Ah, that final line?
Perfection, ♥
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The challenge with Jayne is the expression of growth without loosing the core of him. I am not sure I have managed that, but the man that has become Jayne through this exploration of voice for me has become so much more compelling than I ever thought he would.
Aristotle had an occassional way with words and that last line... yeah, it got me right where it counts.
AIM will only eat what you let it have, no worries >;0)
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