Title: Move
Series: Finding
Sub-Series: Firefly 100 series that picks up after Jayne and River are together, married even.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Post-BDM
Characters: Jayne, River, OC child
Disclaimer: Firefly owns me, I own words
Notes: Move was being all stubborn-like until River reminded me of a certain child who had been languishing in the quiet corridors of my Muse's mind. As always
razycrandomgirl supports and nourishes the muse and
bookaddict43 nudges me to try harder. May their love and support be rewarded! All Jayne/River stories are in the same storyline...
Concrit is like air....amazing how you miss it when it is not there.
Previously:
Firefly100 Org post Move
“There ain’t no one here.’
“Shhh… listening.”
“Tellin’ ya there ain’t a soul that survived the attack.”
“Shhh!… still whispering.”
“Gorramnit Crazy, Reavers don’t leave no survivors!”
“Hidden… still here.”
“…”
“Listen!”
“I don’t… wait, that don’t belong here…”
“See.”
“No, smell… smell is wrong. Somethin’ left that ain’t all tore up.”
“Hid, found secret hidey hole where no one looked.”
“Lookin’ now… come out little hiding person… we ain’t gonna hurt ya…”
“Frightened.”
“Not news that. Reavers ain’t somethin’ that leaves a body sanguine.”
“Sanguine… bloody.”
“That ain’t the meaning I meant and ya know it!”
“Little boy lost.”
~*~
“I ain’t a little boy no more.”
“Not you silly. Him.”
“Whoa, hey… where’d he come from?”
“Second child of third sibling.”
“No, not that… where’d ya find him?”
“Followed whispers behind closed doors.”
“Hey there little man… we ain’t gonna hurt ya.”
“Words are caught inside. Can’t move them around.”
“Got no need ta worry no more… we ain’t gonna let them get ya.”
“Knows, sees clear, feels family near.”
“Others survived!? Why didn’t ya say sooner?”
“No, not them… you.”
“Wha…huh?”
“Second child of third sibling.”
“I heard ya the first time.”
“Asked, apparent answer was not understood.”
~*~
“This kid is Mattie’s son?”
“Yes.”
“That ain’t possible.”
“Not comprehending on meaning of ‘possible’.”
“I know what ‘possible’ means! Just know he can’t no how be Mattie’s son.”
“Borrowed means.”
“What?”
“Borrowed the means, waited until maternal acceptance was gained.”
“Huh?”
“Needed to find willing carrier.”
“Ya mean a girl ta have a kid with?”
“Yes, without involvement.”
“Whyfor?”
“Wanted to have for his own.”
“But he couldn’t be no Pa, sickness saw ta that.”
“Be still, listen! Borrowed means, found maternal carrier. Raised son as own.”
“Then who’s the Pa?”
“You.”
“He can’t be mine! Don’t want him.”
~*~
“Want does not calculate into responsibility.”
“No ruttin’ way I’m gonna take care of a kid I ain’t ever known I had.”
“Knows you are his…”
“No way, he can’t be mine. I got no kids. Always been real sure a’ that.”
“Evidence contradicts.”
“I can’t…”
“We.”
“Won’t do that ta ya, even if he is mine.”
“Is, must… needs to know family is still real.”
“But…”
“Decision includes more than one. Partnership meant in all.”
“When I asked ya ta marry…”
“Included all.”
“This weren’t part a that.”
“Cannot deny what DNA determines.”
“Ya don’t know…”
“I know.”
“…”