Finding Serenity
I think it was fate brought us together, me and him. Now, I ain’t one much believes in that kind of thing, but gorramn it if that’s the only way I can explain.
I thought it was over for me. I’d made my runs and done my jobs; all that was left for me was the end, waitin’ around for the day when some huin-dun of a man finally decided that I was too much of an eyesore to keep around.
I was an eyesore, too; I admit it. I wasn’t that much to look at in my prime either, but I got the job done. And that was enough for some. Least-a-ways I got a chance to go somewhere, see some things, before I got put away here in this stinkin’ pile of go-se, unlike others I’d seen who couldn’t do the job and got taken out early.
Then he came along, wide-eyed and hopeful. I’d seen faces like that come through here, of them that’s lookin’ for freedom and don’t know nothin’ about how impossible a dream it really is, and at first he was nothin’ special. As I watched him walk through the sand and look at the wares, I noticed he didn’t seem too interested in any of the others. He’d look at ‘em, give the salesman a smile, and tell the salesman that it wasn’t really what he was lookin’ for. I’d heard lots of folks say the same about me; it was somethin’ I’d got used to hearin’. I didn’t expect much else from this one.
But as soon as he caught sight of me, he did nothin’ else but stare. Looked like he couldn’t help himself, the idiot. Now I knew I wasn’t much to look at, but there was no need to be rude about it. Funny thing, though, was the way he looked at me. Guess I didn’t take much notice before, but those wide hopeful eyes were lookin’ at me like I was the answer to that dream of his.
Next I knew I was his, bought and paid for. Salesman thought he was out of his head. So did I. But he refused to be talked out of it, and the deal was done.
Can’t recall when it was I finally started believing that maybe I was his answer. Maybe it started when he insisted it was me he wanted, or maybe it was when he talked about his plans to his friend (even though she thought he was out of his head like everyone else), but I do know when I finally knew it:
When he named me Serenity.
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A/N: Yes, this is a fanfic. This was an idea that had been spinning through my head for about a year. I finally got it typed down, though I don't know how good of a job I did. (I hope everyone gets it.) Feedback is much appreciated.
I want to dedicate this little piece to Master Ching, who introduced me to the awesomeness that is Firefly, and who is an awesome person all around, one of the coolest I have had the pleasure to know. Hopefully, it is good enough not to be considered an insult to either Firefly or you, Master Ching.