AN: inlovewithnight posted a prompt in her lj that gave us a poem and asked for what character it made us think of. I over reacted and wrote the whole darn fic!
Spoilers: Serenity
Rating: G
Summary: When I die I don’t want no part of heaven, I would not do heaven’s work well.
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Heaven's Work Well
When I die I don't want no part of heaven
I would not do heaven's work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell
He could feel the thumping against the blast door deep in his bones. It was jarring...unholy...keeping no rhythm beyond the promise of never giving up, of never stopping, until he and all who cowered with him were dead.
He wondered if the girl was still alive, and part of him hope that she wasn't. God knew, she was a fighter, but those were Reavers out there, and Reavers didn't save niceties for little girls. Briefly, he wondered if she'd taken any of them out before they'd (hopefully) killed her. That'd have been a fight he'd a liked to see.
To go out shrieking and hopelessly outnumbered and out gunned was what he'd always figured for his end. Never old and in bed, never sick, no, he'd meet his end in a fight, fair or not. And certainly not locked in a tomb with three desperately wounded non-combatants and a finally broken commander.
He'd never given much thought to Heaven, on account of never figuring he'd end up anywhere close. He'd lived too mean a life for that. But he couldn't help but wonder what dying here, like this, would mean for his eternal soul. Shepherd had told him he could be saved, but that it would take works and faith. He didn't have a whole lot of faith right now, but so help him, this was about the hardest he'd ever worked.
Maybe there was a place for him afterall. A place for those who did bad things to get the good things done. A place for those who walked the line, but fished on the generally decent side of the pier. A place where Zoe and Wash would bicker until the end of time, where Mal and Inara could talk without caste, and where Kaylee would finally get her way with the doctor. A place where he could still find the work he liked, and know that he was helping out.
The girl had better get to Heaven though.
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fin
GravityNotIncluded, February 2, 2006