Sam/River- Bizui
Title: Bizui
Author: Liv
Fandom: Firefly/Supernatural
Characters: Mal, Simon, River, Jayne, Inara, Zoe, Kaylee, Sam, Dean, mentions Shepherd Book
30_shinyfics Prompt: 26. Outside
spn_random Prompt: 8. Another Dimension
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters before you. They belong to their respected creators and not me.
Warnings: Chinese- 1. Do you want a bullet right through your throat? 2. Screw you 3. No way 4. Not entirely sane
Author's Note: This is set after What The Hell Is Always The Right Question and Insinuated Anachronism
Mal was sitting in his bunk with his head in his hands. The crashing up on deck had stopped a while ago, but earlier it had been every man for himself. River wasn't happy and nobody blamed her. Kaylee even helped her a little bit. Sam was gone. Disappeared from the gorram ship without so much as a goodbye or a puff of smoke.
"River says that Sam is gone, though,” said Inara, sitting down. “She said he's home.”
“And we're going to find him and bring him back.”
“What if he doesn't want to come back,” said Jayne, looking up at Mal from his spot at the table. “Maybe he got tired of crazy for his girl. Missed his brother, fed up with the secrets and lies. What if he left, and he ain't got no problem stayin' left,” everyone went quiet until River picked up a pan and threw it across the room, hitting Jayne square in the back of the head.
“Nee-YOW wuh-KAI CHANG?!” shouted Jayne, clapping a hand to the back of his head and spinning around to face River, his eyes blazing in rage. Jayne opened his mouth to shout something more at River but was drowned out as she started screaming.
“Don't ever say that!” River screamed over him, picking up a can of food and throwing it at him,hitting him in the gut and doubling him over. Simon hopped the counter River was standing behind and grabbed her by the wrists, holding her back and whispering things in her ear. She shook her head, jerking out of his grip and elbowing him in the throat.
“It's not fine!” she screamed, backing away from her brother. “It's not going to be fine! It can't be fine, everything is incorrect, they messed it up! Took him away, thought we can't find him. Find him!”
“We can't, River,” said Simon, his voice low and hoarse.
“Chur ni-duh!”
How they got River to calm down was beyond anything Mal could come up with. A part of him wondered if Book came back from the dead and 'suaded River to come down from her high. Another part of him wondered if Simon put her to sleep.
Mal ran his hands through his hair, plucking up the care to get out of his bunk and fly his ship. It could take his mind off things, let him think. He stood up, clearing his throat and cracking his back, heading for his door.
Simon and Kaylee were cleaning up the mess when Mal passed them, Simon was shaking his head while Kaylee didn't speak, just cleaned quietly, every now and then humming something to herself. Mal gave them a nod, but they didn't look up and he continued on to the bridge. The door was closed when he walked up to it. With a frown, Mal looked in and saw River at the controls. He pounded on the door, but she didn't look up.
“River!” he shouted. “Open the gorram door!”
She didn't open the door. Instead she reached up and grabbed the comm. radio and held it over her mouth.
“Would everyone please find a seat and buckle up,” she said, her voice ringing through the ship. “We're coming up on a very bumpy ride.”
Mal froze, staring out the window, the alarm going off at that moment.
“Tsia boo shr,”muttered Mal, his mouth threatening to fall open. River hit the accelerator, causing Mal to fly back, hitting the bottom of the stairs with a grunt.
“Mal!” shouted Zoe. “What's going on?”
“River's got control of the ship!” shouted Mal, standing up (with some difficulties) and climbing back up the stairs on all fours. Looking at River steering his vessel, Mal felt his mouth go dry.
“Where are we headed?” shouted Zoe, at his shoulder, trying to see around him and into the bridge.
“A black hole,” said Mal, looking over at Zoe.
“They exist?”
“Haven't you heard of people getting sucked into these things?”
“I thought those were myths, sir,” replied Zoe.
“Does that look like a myth to you?” asked Mal wildly, turning to Zoe with a look of fear and confusion etched onto his face.
“No sir, it's looks like a black hole.”
“Yes it does.”
“And we're headed right for it.”
.
Sam was sitting outside of the Roadhouse with the gun Mal had given him in his hands. At least, it looked like the one Mal had given him. It might not be. He sighed and looked up into the sky, the hot breeze ruffling his hair. Sam closed his eyes, trying to find all the faces he could remember from Serenity. Kaylee's smile, Zoe's hair, Simon's eyes and River. Just River. When Dean finally made him fall asleep last night, he dreamed of her. He woke up in a cold sweat, not because it was a bad dream, but because he was trapped in a bad reality. He wanted to go back, but he was finally back with Dean. Maybe he could convince his brother to go with him if he ever figured out how to get back.
Sam felt tears well up in his eyes as the sun hit against his face. He imagined that he could hear the engine of the firefly. He heard the door behind him open and he let his eyes flutter open. Staring at the ground, ignoring Dean, who'd been coming out to check on him every twenty minutes, thinking that he'd gone insane.
“Hey, Sam,” said Dean, sitting down next to Sam. Dean let his forearms rest on his knees and looked up at the sky with Sam. Sam didn't acknowledge him.
“Look, Sam-”
“Bizui, Dean,” said Sam, causing Dean to give him a funny look.
“What did you just call me?”
“I told you to shut up,” said Sam, shaking his head. “I don't want to hear you speak.”
“You sound like a sixteen year old girl,” said Dean. “I don't care if you don't want me to talk to you or not, you're going to hear what I have to say.”
“And you sound like dad,” said Sam, looking over at Dean. “What I saw, Dean, everything that happened to me. It was real. I have scars that I didn't have before, know things I never thought were possible, Dean, I know Chinese. I didn't dream it up.”
“You can't explain it though,” said Dean, letting his hand fall on Sam's neck.
“Yes I can-”
“Then tell me, tell me again and this time, listen to yourself, Sam.”
Sam sighed and closed his eyes tightly, knowing that Dean was right, it sounded ridiculous, even in his head. “The men working for the Alliance, have an Academy for doing experiments on people. I was...I was brought into the future so they could pick at my DNA.”
Dean nodded. “Really, Sam? You traveled through time? Can you hear the words coming out of your mouth? It's like the Jin we fought, twisted your reality so it looked real, but it's not, Sam. It was a dream. Ya gotta face that, Sam.”
“You're saying that I'm boo-tai jung-tzahng-duh?”
“If I knew what that meant, then I'd say yes,” said Dean, patting Sam on the back and standing up, heading back inside the Roadhouse.
.
“Breaking atmo now,” said River. Both Mal and Zoe were standing behind her, staring open mouthed at the planet in front of them.
“My god,” whispered Zoe. “How did she-?”
“Brace yourselves,” interrupted River, pulling back on a throttle. Mal grabbed onto the back of River's seat and took the communicator from her hands.
“This is your captain speaking. It seems we've just traveled through time and are approaching the Earth That Was as we speak. Please don't panic, it seems that River knows exactly what she's doing.”
“Don't forget me,” River whispered, her knuckles turning white.
Author: Liv
Fandom: Firefly/Supernatural
Characters: Mal, Simon, River, Jayne, Inara, Zoe, Kaylee, Sam, Dean, mentions Shepherd Book
30_shinyfics Prompt: 26. Outside
spn_random Prompt: 8. Another Dimension
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters before you. They belong to their respected creators and not me.
Warnings: Chinese- 1. Do you want a bullet right through your throat? 2. Screw you 3. No way 4. Not entirely sane
Author's Note: This is set after What The Hell Is Always The Right Question and Insinuated Anachronism
Mal was sitting in his bunk with his head in his hands. The crashing up on deck had stopped a while ago, but earlier it had been every man for himself. River wasn't happy and nobody blamed her. Kaylee even helped her a little bit. Sam was gone. Disappeared from the gorram ship without so much as a goodbye or a puff of smoke.
"River says that Sam is gone, though,” said Inara, sitting down. “She said he's home.”
“And we're going to find him and bring him back.”
“What if he doesn't want to come back,” said Jayne, looking up at Mal from his spot at the table. “Maybe he got tired of crazy for his girl. Missed his brother, fed up with the secrets and lies. What if he left, and he ain't got no problem stayin' left,” everyone went quiet until River picked up a pan and threw it across the room, hitting Jayne square in the back of the head.
“Nee-YOW wuh-KAI CHANG?!” shouted Jayne, clapping a hand to the back of his head and spinning around to face River, his eyes blazing in rage. Jayne opened his mouth to shout something more at River but was drowned out as she started screaming.
“Don't ever say that!” River screamed over him, picking up a can of food and throwing it at him,hitting him in the gut and doubling him over. Simon hopped the counter River was standing behind and grabbed her by the wrists, holding her back and whispering things in her ear. She shook her head, jerking out of his grip and elbowing him in the throat.
“It's not fine!” she screamed, backing away from her brother. “It's not going to be fine! It can't be fine, everything is incorrect, they messed it up! Took him away, thought we can't find him. Find him!”
“We can't, River,” said Simon, his voice low and hoarse.
“Chur ni-duh!”
How they got River to calm down was beyond anything Mal could come up with. A part of him wondered if Book came back from the dead and 'suaded River to come down from her high. Another part of him wondered if Simon put her to sleep.
Mal ran his hands through his hair, plucking up the care to get out of his bunk and fly his ship. It could take his mind off things, let him think. He stood up, clearing his throat and cracking his back, heading for his door.
Simon and Kaylee were cleaning up the mess when Mal passed them, Simon was shaking his head while Kaylee didn't speak, just cleaned quietly, every now and then humming something to herself. Mal gave them a nod, but they didn't look up and he continued on to the bridge. The door was closed when he walked up to it. With a frown, Mal looked in and saw River at the controls. He pounded on the door, but she didn't look up.
“River!” he shouted. “Open the gorram door!”
She didn't open the door. Instead she reached up and grabbed the comm. radio and held it over her mouth.
“Would everyone please find a seat and buckle up,” she said, her voice ringing through the ship. “We're coming up on a very bumpy ride.”
Mal froze, staring out the window, the alarm going off at that moment.
“Tsia boo shr,”muttered Mal, his mouth threatening to fall open. River hit the accelerator, causing Mal to fly back, hitting the bottom of the stairs with a grunt.
“Mal!” shouted Zoe. “What's going on?”
“River's got control of the ship!” shouted Mal, standing up (with some difficulties) and climbing back up the stairs on all fours. Looking at River steering his vessel, Mal felt his mouth go dry.
“Where are we headed?” shouted Zoe, at his shoulder, trying to see around him and into the bridge.
“A black hole,” said Mal, looking over at Zoe.
“They exist?”
“Haven't you heard of people getting sucked into these things?”
“I thought those were myths, sir,” replied Zoe.
“Does that look like a myth to you?” asked Mal wildly, turning to Zoe with a look of fear and confusion etched onto his face.
“No sir, it's looks like a black hole.”
“Yes it does.”
“And we're headed right for it.”
.
Sam was sitting outside of the Roadhouse with the gun Mal had given him in his hands. At least, it looked like the one Mal had given him. It might not be. He sighed and looked up into the sky, the hot breeze ruffling his hair. Sam closed his eyes, trying to find all the faces he could remember from Serenity. Kaylee's smile, Zoe's hair, Simon's eyes and River. Just River. When Dean finally made him fall asleep last night, he dreamed of her. He woke up in a cold sweat, not because it was a bad dream, but because he was trapped in a bad reality. He wanted to go back, but he was finally back with Dean. Maybe he could convince his brother to go with him if he ever figured out how to get back.
Sam felt tears well up in his eyes as the sun hit against his face. He imagined that he could hear the engine of the firefly. He heard the door behind him open and he let his eyes flutter open. Staring at the ground, ignoring Dean, who'd been coming out to check on him every twenty minutes, thinking that he'd gone insane.
“Hey, Sam,” said Dean, sitting down next to Sam. Dean let his forearms rest on his knees and looked up at the sky with Sam. Sam didn't acknowledge him.
“Look, Sam-”
“Bizui, Dean,” said Sam, causing Dean to give him a funny look.
“What did you just call me?”
“I told you to shut up,” said Sam, shaking his head. “I don't want to hear you speak.”
“You sound like a sixteen year old girl,” said Dean. “I don't care if you don't want me to talk to you or not, you're going to hear what I have to say.”
“And you sound like dad,” said Sam, looking over at Dean. “What I saw, Dean, everything that happened to me. It was real. I have scars that I didn't have before, know things I never thought were possible, Dean, I know Chinese. I didn't dream it up.”
“You can't explain it though,” said Dean, letting his hand fall on Sam's neck.
“Yes I can-”
“Then tell me, tell me again and this time, listen to yourself, Sam.”
Sam sighed and closed his eyes tightly, knowing that Dean was right, it sounded ridiculous, even in his head. “The men working for the Alliance, have an Academy for doing experiments on people. I was...I was brought into the future so they could pick at my DNA.”
Dean nodded. “Really, Sam? You traveled through time? Can you hear the words coming out of your mouth? It's like the Jin we fought, twisted your reality so it looked real, but it's not, Sam. It was a dream. Ya gotta face that, Sam.”
“You're saying that I'm boo-tai jung-tzahng-duh?”
“If I knew what that meant, then I'd say yes,” said Dean, patting Sam on the back and standing up, heading back inside the Roadhouse.
.
“Breaking atmo now,” said River. Both Mal and Zoe were standing behind her, staring open mouthed at the planet in front of them.
“My god,” whispered Zoe. “How did she-?”
“Brace yourselves,” interrupted River, pulling back on a throttle. Mal grabbed onto the back of River's seat and took the communicator from her hands.
“This is your captain speaking. It seems we've just traveled through time and are approaching the Earth That Was as we speak. Please don't panic, it seems that River knows exactly what she's doing.”
“Don't forget me,” River whispered, her knuckles turning white.