Pained Hearts

Disclaimer: I can only wish to own this series… If I did, there would be a lot more Simon and Kaylee sex. And River and Jayne would be going at it like rabbits.

Author’s Note: Okay everyone, this story takes place after the movie… AND WASH DIDN’T DIE! I like him too much. SOOO we are going to say he turned some and the spike hit him in the shoulder. The Alliance got to him before the Reavers. He just had his shoulder replaced, so he can’t fly, and Zoe won’t let him do anything and is babying him.

*So this is a River/Jayne or Rayne Fan fiction… Umm… It is my first posted… So Enjoy

She giggled as he pressed her against the hall of the ship. Her hair hung slightly in her face hiding her lustful eyes and sly smile. His lips were quickly on hers making her grind into him, bringing them both immense pleasure from the simple movement. They were both panting hard when he broke the kiss. Even their pants were husky sounds. There was a faint banging sound as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Making them both groan in pleasure. His hands went to her small hips, only to find under her over-sized dress, she was bare as the day she was born. That only made him harder for her. The pounding started to get louder, as she unbuttoned his pants with a wicked little smirk playing on her lips. Slowly she slid her hand down his pants and took hold of his rather large shaft. He let out a moan and bucked against her.

“JAYNE! GORRAMIT GET UP!” Mal yelled, startling Jayne awake.

Jayne growled at the loss of the girl against him. “Hwoon dahn. Not again!” He said to himself.

“Jayne you up?” Mal called down into his bunk again.

“Yeah, Mal… What the Hell you get me up for?” Jayne asked climbing out of his bunk into the front hall. Mal was standing next to him with an annoyed look. “I have been trying to get you up for the last twenty minutes. Jayne, you got a call on the cortex. It’s your Ma…” Mal said trying to look uninterested in the whole thing.

As soon as Jayne heard it was from his Ma, his stomach dropped. He darted around Mal and up into the Bridge. He moved around the pilot’s seat and stared at the monitor or the cortex.

“Ma?” Jayne asked worried. He knew she wouldn’t use the cortex to contact him unless something very bad had happened.

“Hey, there. Look at my lil’ Jayne! You’s such a fine man, no matter how old you’d get.” She said trying to mask her pain. This only made Jayne’s frown deepen.

“Ma, what’s goin’ on? What happened?” Jayne asked desperate for answers.

With sad looking eyes Jayne’s Ma replied, “Mattie’s lungs are giving out. The doctor’s here can’t do anythin’ bout it…”

“Liu kou shui de biao-zi he hou-zi de ben er-zi!” Jayne swore. “Jayne! Language!” His mother scolded.

Jayne squeezed his eyes shut trying to hide the pain and horror his mother’s words brought him. He opened them when her voice came again. “In the last letter you sent here, you’d said some’em ‘bout your doc there bein’ ‘mazing. Do ya think he might fix Mattie up?” There was hope written all over her face.

“Hold on, Ma.” Jayne said turning to Mal. “We are only a day’s cycle away, I don’t have a problem with it, just let me get the Doc up here.” He grabbed the com, “Doc. We need you on the bridge… Now!” Mal said turning back to Jayne. Jayne turned back to the screen. “Ma, we are gett’n the Doc up here. Capt’n says we’s only a day out. Just tell Mattie to hang in there…” Jayne scowled as he moved away from the screen.

Simon walked into the bridge pulling his shirt on, making it obvious that he was coming from Kaylee’s bunk, not his own in the Passenger bunk. “What is it?” He asked groggily.

Mal gestured to Jayne with his head. Simon stared at Jayne in question; he wasn’t wounded in anyway that he could tell. Simon moved next to Jayne. When their eyes met, Simon felt sorrow in them.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. Jayne replied by pointing to the screen where his Ma was waiting. “Hello…” Simon greeted unsure of the situation.

“Hello, I’m Vera Cobb, Jayne’s Ma. You the Doc?” She asked. Simon nodded.

“I don’t mean to be much trouble, but my boy Mattie, ain’t doin’ so well. His lungs are givin’ out. The doctors ‘ere says, that he won’t live… I was wonderin’ if there was anythin’ you can do for him?” She asked with tears in her eyes.

Simon bit his thumb in thought. It was a long moment before he said something. “He was born with bad lungs, is what I have heard from Jayne… I think if I can just boost the lungs muscles, the immune system will heal them up better. Of course I’ll need to operate to treat the lungs. River will have to help…” Simon paused and turned to Mal. “How long before we get there?”

“One day’s cycle.” Simon nodded. “Call River up here.” He told the Captain. Mal was going to complain about people giving him orders on his ship, but stopped when he saw the sad looking Jayne staring back at him.

“Little albatross, we need you in the bridge your bro-.” He stopped when River walked into the room wearing just her small little nightgown. She has been up since they found out; she felt the sorrow hit her as when she had entered the room. Jayne looked up at her, beautiful, he thought to himself before falling back into the sorrow for his brother. River smiled at his thought only for a brief second, so then she moved to the cortex and smiled at Mrs. Cobb.

“You’ll need to take a small bowl, small enough to fit around his mouth and nose. Stab a hole into the bottom of it and then use a billow, clean it first and put it slightly through the hole. A half of a pump will fill his lungs.” River said in monotone, her eyes drifted back to Jayne, his sorrow was like a knife in the side.

Ellie just stared at the screen. “This will help Mattie breath when he can’t do it himself. It will keep him stable ‘till we get there. Use it when ever he gets short of breath. I will bring something better for after the surgery.” Simon explained.

Mrs. Cobb nodded in understanding. “Thank you. Jayne?”

Both Simon and River moved out of the way to let Jayne be with his mother. “Hey Ma. Listen to them, they know what they’re talkin’ ‘bout.” “Jayne you behave and don’t fret much after your lil’ brother. And watch that mouth mister!” Jayne couldn’t help but smile at his mother. “’kay, Ma.” The transmission ended and the room was silent.

Jayne felt a tug on his hand. When he looked down he saw it was River. “Sleep…” She whispered. Jayne frowned down at her; his hand was tingling where her hand was touching his. “Not tired.” He stated simply. River frowned at his lie.

Mal put his hand on Simon’s shoulder and whispered in his ear. Simon nodded then headed out of the Bridge and down into Kaylee’s bunk. “Jayne, why don’t you take River down to her bunk? Then go get some sleep yourself. None of this is good news. Best if you sleep while you still can.” Mal said running his hand through his hair.

Jayne was about to protest, but River tugged hard on his arm, making him take a step forward. Some how she made some of the pain and anger ebb away. So he just let River drag him out of the Bridge. River tried not to focus on anything, but Jayne. He needed comfort, but would never admit it. On their way down, River made a stop in the Mess and grabbed a bottle of Kaylee’s engine wine. Quickly she handed it to Jayne and tugged to get him moving again. Should could have laughed at his confusion, but just kept to her self with a small hidden smile.

More to come! And I hope you liked it so far… It does get happier.