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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - ROMANCE
The bad guys break into the Frye house.
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Past, Present, & Future
All the lights were off in the Frye house. It was time for them to make their move.
They were quiet as mice as they leaned the ladder against the house. The first man, all dressed in black, climbed up. He was hoping he could see into the room well enough to determine if it was indeed the room of Kaylee Frye.
He peered in through the glass. There were two beds in the room. Only one seemed to be occupied with two people. He pushed open the window, and cut through the screen with his pocket knife. He crept ever so silently inside and motioned for one of the other men to come up.
When both men were in the room, the first man locked the bedroom door. The only way anyone was getting in was through the window. His soft footsteps towards the bed did not wake the two sleepers. It wasn’t until the outside sleeper felt the cold mouth of a gun barrel on her neck that she awoke.
She reacted. She swung her arm. It hit the man right in his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The other sleeper awoke at the commotion. “Zoe…”
“Not now dear.” She was in the process of hopping out of bed, reaching for her gun when the other man aimed his gun at her. Wash stood up right behind her.
“Don’t think about it, honey.” His voice was rough and cold. The sound of his words sent chills running down Wash’s spine.
The other man had recaptured his breath and was now aiming his gun at the couple. “You’re not Kaylee Frye.”
“That ain’t really a concern of yours.” Thinking on her feet was something Zoe had grown quite good at, but she could think of anything at the moment to take these two down. She would wait for her moment to come.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” He paced back and forth across the room. It was going to be tricky getting Kaylee without causing an uproar. “Tell me where the girl is and you both can live.”
“Afraid I can’t do that.” Zoe didn’t hesitate with her answer. She didn’t show one sign of weakness.
“Guess we’ll be doing this the hard way then.”
“And what is the hard way?” Zoe raised her eyebrow.
“This.” Zoe didn’t see it coming. Even the guy who had been doing all the didn’t see it coming. The other man who was standing at the window fired.”
A cry of pain escaped from Wash’s lips as he fell backwards onto the bed.
* * * *
The men of the house awoke instantly at the sound of the gunshot. Mal, Jayne, and the Frye men all reached for their guns and headed towards the source.
Kaylee, Simon, River, and Danielle were sleeping in Kaylee’s old room.
“The living is here.” River’s voice was soft and serious. “Coming to collect on debts.”
“Simon…” Kaylee was already in tears. She heard the shot. She had no idea who fired it or if it hit anyone. She was scared for her family, for her friends, for her. “What do we do?”
“Not sure, baobei.” He couldn’t leave Kaylee and River by themselves. He needed to find out what was going on. He couldn’t leave the girls alone. It wasn’t safe.
“I’ll find out” Danielle hopped out of bed and headed towards the door.
“Dani, I can’t let you go out there. You don’t know what’s going on.” Simon stood in front of her path.
“Simon, we’ve done this charade once before. We both know I’m not going to listen, so let’s save time and move out of my way.” Danielle Blake was definitely a hard battle to win. As much as Simon thought she should stay, he knew he couldn’t keep her in the room. He hesitantly moved out of her way. “Don’t worry, I promise not to get shot this time.” She smiled at him and walked out the door.
“Roberts, what the gorram hell did you think you were doing? You just woke up the whole gorram house!” He was pissed. The veins in his forehead looked like they were going to burst.
“Needed ta show the lady we mean business.” Roberts said assertively.
Zoe’s attention was completely on Wash. He’d gotten shot in the chest. Luckily not near his heart. He was bleeding pretty heavily. She ripped the pillow case in such a way she could use it to bandage him. She applied pressure, hoping the bleeding would lessen. One hand brushed against his forehead, offering whatever comfort it could while her other hand pressed firmly on his chest. He wasn’t awake, but it least he was breathing.
“And a fine gorram job you did at that. No how you suppose we get the girl when there’s bound to be an ambush outside this very door?” The whole house could her Mr. Black’s voice.
“Take ‘em through the window.”
“Let me make something clear to your Roberts. You just fucked up.” It took everything he could not to shoot his partner. “Ain’t no chance in hell climbing through a window is going to help us.”
“We got collateral. We got the boy.”
Mr. Black ran his fingers through his hair. Hell, maybe it was something. “Lady, we got one of this family. If you don’t want to see him end up like he did, you tell everyone to back off and let us go. Otherwise the boy is a dead man.”
Zoe turned her head away from Wash and stared Mr. Black in the eyes. “First, he gets help.”
“You don’t call the shots.”
“The way I see it, there’s at least six men outside that door with guns. I’ve got the upper hand.”
“Zoe, you alright in there?” Mal yelled from behind the door.
“Depends, Sir.” Her eyes never left Mr. Black. “On how smart these men are.”
Mr. Black reluctantly unlocked the door. Mal and Jayne were the first two through the doorway. The two men dropped their weapons.
“Jayne tie these guys up.” Mal turned his attention to Zoe. He saw Wash lying motionless on the bed. He saw the blood soaked bed sheets. “Mac, Sam, Ryan, get Wash to Simon.” He turned his attention to Cole Frye. “Looks like we got ourselves an interrogation to conduct.”
Danielle caught up with the Frye boys in the hallway. “Oh my god…” She ran back to Kaylee’s room. She flung open the door. “Simon, med kit.” She tossed the pillows and fluffy blankets off the bed.
Simon’s kit was in hand by the time the boys brought Wash into the room. They laid him on the bed. “I need some room to work, wait in the hall please?” He said to the boys. Kaylee and River went with them.
“You going to be alright to assist on this one Zoe?”
“Yeah, I need to.” Her voice was quiet. It had happened so quickly. How could she not have seen it coming?
The men were tied up. Mal, Cole, and Jayne looked them over.
“Who you workin’ for?” Mal was the first to begin the questioning.
“We got one of yours.” Mr. Black said. “Maybe we can trade. You let us go, we let the boy go.”
“What boy?” Cole intervened.
“Said his name was…Ben…no…Bes…Bester. The boy’s name is Bester.”
“Hell, you can have him.” Mal said.
“Ain’t he one of yours?” Mr. Black was worried their only negotiating item might be worthless. He didn’t let his voice show it though.
“Nope, he’s just an obnoxious idiot.” Mal smiled. He knew they had the advantage.
“My man was given orders to slice his throat if we weren’t back in half an hour.” Droplets of sweat were beginning to form on his forehead.
“I never was a fan of slicing throats myself. Always too much cleanup afterwards.” He turned to Cole and Jayne. “Maybe if they tell us who they are working for we can work something out, what do you think?”
“Sounds like a fine offer.” Cole said.
“Hell, we should just shoot ‘em.” Jayne grunted.
“Now, my mercenary might not be the brightest, but he makes a good point. You don’t talk, we don’t let you live.”
Outside Kaylee’s room was dead silence. Kaylee’s arms were wrapped around River and Sam’s arms were wrapped around Kaylee. Mac’s arm was around Danielle. Ryan was sitting against the wall. His head fell in his hands. The silence was unbearable.
Danielle found it strange. All the Frye children were thinking the same thing, how could I let this happen. “It wasn’t anybody’s fault.” Her voice was low, but they heard her words. “Simon is a good doctor. Wash is alive. He will make sure he stays that way.”
Kaylee’s tears flowed. Sam held her tight. He thought if he squeezed her hard enough he could squeeze all her tears out. “Ouch…” Kaylee said and elbowed him in the stomach.
“Sorry, I…” He was never good at comforting people. He’d rather just beat up those that caused the need for others to be comforted.
“It’s okay Sam.” Her sobs started to slow. “You was just tryin’ to squeeze out the bad.”
“Old enemies and old mechanics. Shouldn’t trust either.” River hadn’t shed a tear. She hadn’t really moved. She just repeated herself. Her eyes starred at her feet. “Shouldn’t trust either.”
“Bester!” Mac yelled. “That gorram....”
“Mac,” Laney had crept out of her room and found them all standing in the hall. “What’s going on?”
Mac gave Danielle a squeeze before he left her and walked over to Laney. “Some guys broke in to the room Wash and Zoe were staying in. Wash has been shot. Dad and the Captain are questioning the two guys now.”
“What’s that have to do with Bester?” She was in love with him. Hopelessly, completely in love with Bester.
Mac pulled his sister into a hug. “The hardest part about being a big brother is keeping my sisters away from guys like Bester.” He brushed the hair out of her face. “They ain’t good for anything other than breaking hearts.” He held her tight as her tears soaked into his shirt.
Simon rested his hand on Zoe’s shoulder. “We’ve done all we can do.” He said gently. “Wash has too much to live for to give up.”
“This must be how he feels.” Zoe took her husband’s hand in hers.
“He always tells me he worries about me getting hurt. He says it doesn’t get any easier. He just gets more used to the feeling. He says it never goes away.”
“It’s natural to worry about the one’s we love.”
“I should have reacted sooner.”
“Zoe, last time I checked, human beings weren’t faster than speeding bullets.”
“Last time I saw him like this was after Niska got to him. I prayed I’d never see Wash like that again.”
“Prayer is a complicated subject. Book seems to think it helps. Maybe there’s something in that. Maybe we can’t pray for what we want, but we can pray for things to turn out okay in the end.” He wasn’t used to seeing Zoe this emotional. He didn’t know how to comfort her. She wasn’t like Kaylee and River. He knew he couldn’t hug her and make everything okay. “Things will turn out okay.” Doctors weren’t supposed to say that, but he wasn’t being a doctor. He was being her friend.
“So you are really dumb enough not to talk?” Mal was getting nowhere with these men. They were loyal to whoever they worked for.
Neither of the men spoke.
“I don’t believe Kaylee actually owes any debts.” Cole said to the men. “Whoever thinks she does needs to speak with me.”
“Kaylee didn’t make the debt.” Mr. Black said. “She just became liable for it.”
“And how’d she do that?” Mal was irritated.
“She’s responsible for killing my boss’s client.” Mr. Black said.
“Killed ‘em before he paid up.” Roberts said.
“My daughter wouldn’t hurt a fly and you’re telling me she killed someone?” At this point Cole was just as livid as Mal.
To be continued... (As always, feedback is appreciated!)
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