Interrogation
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The Fed’s purple uniform made him look even heavier and more out of shape than he was. He also had the look of a man recalled from a comfy retirement. Shame how war caused all the worms to have to go back to work.
“I can’t say you’re too bright hooking up with Glenanne, but then again, I can’t fault you for it neither. That’s a fine set of legs to work for,” the Fed stated.
“Ain’t working for her. We’re partners,” Jayne insisted.
The Fed snorted. “Yeah, sure. That should make her laugh when she gets in here.”
Anger starts to boil in Jayne’s veins. “She’s a gorram Fed?” he asks just as the door opens and Fiona’s pushed into the room, cuffed and bruised from the bar fight.
The Fed laughs in earnest at that. Jayne’s have a little trouble being mad at him for it – as much as he tries to be business-like with her, he can’t deny that the image of Fi in cuffs hasn’t kept him company in his bunk on occasion.
“Did your men really have to be so rough, Sam? Or do you get off on having other people do your beatings?”
The Fed, Sam, rolled his eyes. “You resisted arrest, Fi. You know what the protocol is when that happens. Hell, you’ve done it enough that I think you enjoy it.” As he talked, he took a device out of a pocket and pressed a button. “There, we’ve got ten minutes before my betters get suspicious. Now what was so all fire important that we had to go through this rigamarole to meet? Not that I don’t always enjoy being dragged out of my bed at two in the morning.”
“Your latest girl toy told me she wanted a break from your bad breath.”
“Fi –“
“You never did have a sense of humor, Sam. Fine. Where’s Michael? He didn’t show up for the purchase we’d arranged.”
Jayne was getting bored. “A Fed? We was going to sell those rock-“ Fi’s look of fury made him shut up fast.
“Sometimes they give the best rates for what we deal in, Jayne. I haven’t heard you ask questions before.” Jayne grumbled, but agreed that his cut had always been pretty good in their previous dealings with the man.
Sam looked nervous now though. “You mean you didn’t hear?”
“Hear what, Sam?”
“He’s burned, Fi. I’ve got no idea where he is, but there’s a half dozen Operatives gunning for him. As good as Mikey is at what he does, it’s just a matter of time.”
Fi shook her head as she stood. “I always knew you were a coward, Sam.”
“Now wait a minute, missy –“
Fi didn’t wait as she delivered a kick to his stomach and then finished it off with a round house. As soon as he was slumped on the floor, she started digging through his pockets.
“Umm, Fiona, as much as I hate Feds, even I don’t go around assaulting them.”
“It’s just Sam. Ah, there we go.” She produced a set of keys and threw them to him. He made quick business of undoing her cuffs and then his.
“Okay, now what? Our faces are going to be on every wanted ad this side of the front line.”
“I’m sure Sam will help with that. Now, I go and find Michael.”
“Don’t see the percentage in it.”
Fi smiled at him as she opened the door. “Never hurts to have the Alliance’s top spy in your debt, Jayne. Or me, for that matter.”
Jayne shrugged as he followed her down the corridor. There was that. And the fact he’d had more fun in the past six months than he had in the entire time since he’d left Ma and the family.
“I’m in,” he said just as the alarms went off. Jayne smiled. There wasn’t much he enjoyed more than purpling the faces of some purple bellies.
sabaceanbabe started. Unbeta-ed, 660 words.The Fed’s purple uniform made him look even heavier and more out of shape than he was. He also had the look of a man recalled from a comfy retirement. Shame how war caused all the worms to have to go back to work.
“I can’t say you’re too bright hooking up with Glenanne, but then again, I can’t fault you for it neither. That’s a fine set of legs to work for,” the Fed stated.
“Ain’t working for her. We’re partners,” Jayne insisted.
The Fed snorted. “Yeah, sure. That should make her laugh when she gets in here.”
Anger starts to boil in Jayne’s veins. “She’s a gorram Fed?” he asks just as the door opens and Fiona’s pushed into the room, cuffed and bruised from the bar fight.
The Fed laughs in earnest at that. Jayne’s have a little trouble being mad at him for it – as much as he tries to be business-like with her, he can’t deny that the image of Fi in cuffs hasn’t kept him company in his bunk on occasion.
“Did your men really have to be so rough, Sam? Or do you get off on having other people do your beatings?”
The Fed, Sam, rolled his eyes. “You resisted arrest, Fi. You know what the protocol is when that happens. Hell, you’ve done it enough that I think you enjoy it.” As he talked, he took a device out of a pocket and pressed a button. “There, we’ve got ten minutes before my betters get suspicious. Now what was so all fire important that we had to go through this rigamarole to meet? Not that I don’t always enjoy being dragged out of my bed at two in the morning.”
“Your latest girl toy told me she wanted a break from your bad breath.”
“Fi –“
“You never did have a sense of humor, Sam. Fine. Where’s Michael? He didn’t show up for the purchase we’d arranged.”
Jayne was getting bored. “A Fed? We was going to sell those rock-“ Fi’s look of fury made him shut up fast.
“Sometimes they give the best rates for what we deal in, Jayne. I haven’t heard you ask questions before.” Jayne grumbled, but agreed that his cut had always been pretty good in their previous dealings with the man.
Sam looked nervous now though. “You mean you didn’t hear?”
“Hear what, Sam?”
“He’s burned, Fi. I’ve got no idea where he is, but there’s a half dozen Operatives gunning for him. As good as Mikey is at what he does, it’s just a matter of time.”
Fi shook her head as she stood. “I always knew you were a coward, Sam.”
“Now wait a minute, missy –“
Fi didn’t wait as she delivered a kick to his stomach and then finished it off with a round house. As soon as he was slumped on the floor, she started digging through his pockets.
“Umm, Fiona, as much as I hate Feds, even I don’t go around assaulting them.”
“It’s just Sam. Ah, there we go.” She produced a set of keys and threw them to him. He made quick business of undoing her cuffs and then his.
“Okay, now what? Our faces are going to be on every wanted ad this side of the front line.”
“I’m sure Sam will help with that. Now, I go and find Michael.”
“Don’t see the percentage in it.”
Fi smiled at him as she opened the door. “Never hurts to have the Alliance’s top spy in your debt, Jayne. Or me, for that matter.”
Jayne shrugged as he followed her down the corridor. There was that. And the fact he’d had more fun in the past six months than he had in the entire time since he’d left Ma and the family.
“I’m in,” he said just as the alarms went off. Jayne smiled. There wasn’t much he enjoyed more than purpling the faces of some purple bellies.