“I’m sorry bao bei,” he whispered, his breathing deepening as his body went lax with sleep. Kaylee couldn’t stifle the sob as she backed herself up against the cave wall. The wind howled outside and for the first time in near an hour she spared a glance at the snow storm raging a few yards away from them outside the cave. The captain would be back for them, she knew he would. Reaching into her pocket, Kaylee pulled out her comm. She turned it to Serenity’s channel and attempted to contact the ship for what must have been the 20th time that night.
-- Trapped: Prologue by Mordsith