Chapter Rating: PG Disclaimer: Not the owner! I didn’t make up Firefly! Are you shocked?

“Well this is why I didn’t want to be with you anymore, dong ma?” Simon yelled. “You just go with whatever piece of go se man falls into your lap!” “Yeah, like you!” Kaylee yelled back. She was through taking this, before it even really started. “You left me, not the other way ‘round so don’t you dare complain Simon Tam!” “But it was only last night! How could you…how could you just screw that ape?!” Simon was neither angry nor sad, Kaylee decided. She had just wounded his pride, coming out of Jayne’s bunk looking happy, if a little disheveled and hung over. Simon had assumed she had sexed the man, cause that was the sort of core jerk Simon was. He probably expected her to wait around forever. Well if he thought that he was a few coolant valves short of an engine! At that moment Jayne appeared holding a cup of coffee. He had stopped in the galley to get it for Kaylee to sober up on as Mal was looking for her. He hesitated for only a second, looking at Simon. Then he threw the hot coffee all over him. Simon shrieked, trying to shield his face. Jayne grabbed the man by his collar and hauled him off his feet. “Don’t you ever yell at her again or I’ll rearrange your face so that even your moonbrained sister will puke when she looks at you!” Jayne pushed the man away. “Now get out of here!” “I never liked him.” Jayne said as soon as Simon had slunk back towards the infirmary.

***** Mal wasn’t surprised to see the doc on the bridge. He was still very protective of his young sister despite the fact that she was on the mend. Simon strode purposefully up to Mal. That was when Mal noticed his face. It was red, burned. And the man stank of coffee. “What happened to your face?” Mal asked. “Nothing of note.” Simon replied briskly. “But I believe that Kaylee is sleeping with one of the crew.” Mal laughed. For a core man the doc sure had a strange sense of humor. “Well sure, she’s sleepin with you.” “No, not anymore. I ended it with her. We just didn’t…fit.” Simon replied. “None the less I do not trust Jayne Cobb’s intentions, even if I’m no longer Kaylee’s…significant other.” Mal looked at him incredulously. Jayne? Kaylee, he thought, happened to have more sense that to go and sex that big idiot. Further more, Jayne had never shown interest in Kaylee. The short and short of the doctors statement was that it was impossible. “Look,” he said, “I haven’t got time for jealous suspicions. I am avoiding the Alliance, dealing with Zoe’s troubles and trying to find work under the radar all and once. Who Kaylee sleeps with is not yours or my business. Now go put something. Wouldn’t want to mess up that pretty.” Mal turned away from Simon. Now that he thought about it, wasn’t it strange that Jayne had never taken interest in Kaylee? And hadn’t Kaylee been eyeing the mercenary every now and then that Mal saw? The doctors retreating footsteps left doubt in his mind. He’d watch out for anything strange.