Life and Death (2/7)
Title: Playing Favorites (2/7)
Series: Life and Death
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
Title: Playing Favorites (2/7)
Series: Life and Death
Author: Cricket
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
The bullet that had ripped through her stomach had come from Jayne’s very own Callahan fullbore autolock with a customized trigger and double cartridge thourough-gage. Vera. His very favorite gun. The gun she’d seen him break down and clean again and again since she was old enough to sit at the big kitchen table with him. He’d told her stories and jokes while she watched him dismantle his weaponry. She marveled at the sight of her father’s hands, the same hands that could hold her and her mamma so close, now deftly handling the large intimidating gun. She watched raptly, night after night, until she knew every part of it as well as he did. He never let her touch it, though, he was too afraid that she’d get hurt. The ‘verse loves irony.
Vera had been his favorite thing in his life for many years, but the day he realized he was in love with River Tam it was knocked down to number two. And when he held his newborn daughter in his arms for the first time, it plummeted to number three. With a pretty little wife and a baby girl, who he swore was growing like a weed, to keep safe, he’d moved his all his ladies, with the exception of Vera, from his bedside to the storage locker in the cargo bay.
When Niska’s men broke into Serenity with the intent of killing the entire crew, they’d been picked off one by one by Zoë, Jayne and River. Mal had been injured, as he usually was, early on in the firefight. The last remaining intruder had retreated to the crew quarters in an attempt to hide. His gun had been shot out of his hand by the skinny dark haired woman and he was bleeding heavily from his leg. He’d crawled down into a random bunk, gritting his teeth against the pain. And that’s where he’d found her. Both of them. A little girl and a big gun, two of Jayne’s favorite things that he’d loved too much to risk keeping elsewhere.
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Series: Life and Death
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
Title: Playing Favorites (2/7)
Series: Life and Death
Author: Cricket
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
The bullet that had ripped through her stomach had come from Jayne’s very own Callahan fullbore autolock with a customized trigger and double cartridge thourough-gage. Vera. His very favorite gun. The gun she’d seen him break down and clean again and again since she was old enough to sit at the big kitchen table with him. He’d told her stories and jokes while she watched him dismantle his weaponry. She marveled at the sight of her father’s hands, the same hands that could hold her and her mamma so close, now deftly handling the large intimidating gun. She watched raptly, night after night, until she knew every part of it as well as he did. He never let her touch it, though, he was too afraid that she’d get hurt. The ‘verse loves irony.
Vera had been his favorite thing in his life for many years, but the day he realized he was in love with River Tam it was knocked down to number two. And when he held his newborn daughter in his arms for the first time, it plummeted to number three. With a pretty little wife and a baby girl, who he swore was growing like a weed, to keep safe, he’d moved his all his ladies, with the exception of Vera, from his bedside to the storage locker in the cargo bay.
When Niska’s men broke into Serenity with the intent of killing the entire crew, they’d been picked off one by one by Zoë, Jayne and River. Mal had been injured, as he usually was, early on in the firefight. The last remaining intruder had retreated to the crew quarters in an attempt to hide. His gun had been shot out of his hand by the skinny dark haired woman and he was bleeding heavily from his leg. He’d crawled down into a random bunk, gritting his teeth against the pain. And that’s where he’d found her. Both of them. A little girl and a big gun, two of Jayne’s favorite things that he’d loved too much to risk keeping elsewhere.
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