Thursday's Child

Jayne frowned. He wasn't used ta feelin like this, all turned around- hell usually his biggest worry was the size of his cut- or whether Mal would screw the job royally and they'd have some hou dans on their asses he'd need to shoot. He noticed the feeling for the first time when they had ta leave Mal on Serenity coz the gorram ship had died in the water. The feeling gnawed his gut, he was worried that Mal would die, that Serenity wouldn't run again- he hadn't shown it, showin somethin like that's for lil Kaylee to do- not Jayne Cobb.

The feeling would chase him for a while then he'd shake it either by picking a fight with one o the crew, or exhausting himself on the weights, usually punishing the Sheperd too, old man just couldn't keep up some days. The feeling hit him hard after Miranda, he'd never had to bury anyone he liked before, though that's what gnawed at him- they weren't just crew, were they?

He had a long way ta go before he called 'em family, but they weren't just crew- he realised that when he realised he missed Wash's ugly mug teasing him, or the way that Book would always have answers for questions Jayne didn't know he had. Yeah there was a long way to go before he called them family, but they definitely weren't just crew.