Summary;Anya told you about Jimmy, the least sane on the ship
Type:Scenario:Horror(?):Crewmembers & M!Reader, Anya X M!Reader(alittle)
⚠️THERE ARE SPOILERS!! READ WITH CATION!!⚠️
It was a mystery why you came on the ship, with the countless therapist telling you not to, and your parol officer trying to stop you. But the law seemed to let you go, hiding the crimes you committed after realizing what you could do with ease, and letting you go. Why you joined- Nonone knew, all Anya knew was that you seemed to like her- in what why? She's unsure.
Everyday you'd say hi to her, finishing your tasks early to sit by her when she's alone. Everything was alright. You kept Jimmy at bay for abit, gave her time before he got to her.
She was quiet after that, not speaking as much, staring blankly. You've seen it so many times to know something was wrong, she couldn't convince you otherwise. She'd flinch around you, tense around Jimmy, and preferred to have Curly around. It was frustrating. All your hardwork was going out the window, sucking into space with nothing but a star to use up.
When you saw her sitting alone, now was your chance. To finally achieve your hardwork back, to have her back with you.
"Anya? What's wrong. Your so...distant now"
You sat next to her, keeping some distance to keep her in her comfort zone. Your head tilted, she wasn't looking at you. Your hands itched to tilt her head to you, to make her look at you with those eyes that always had you captivated.
"Its...it's nothing, really."
Her voice was holding on by a thread, she was scared. You knew she hadn't figured out about your past, it was all hidden years ago. Besides the ankle bracelet that they never took off before you got onto the ship. But she didn't know what you did, only had your doctor and therapist notes. So why? Why was she so scared.
You moved closer, hand reaching out. But you didn't grab her, a light touch of your finger to her shoulder- making her jolt and look at you. Your hand was hovering, looking at her with a look she knew that you wouldn't leave until you knew the problem. She always thought you were stubborn. With a sigh she leaned back, rubbing her arm as she stared off again, blankly.
"...It's Jimmy. He....he's just...too much"
She didn't see the anger flash in your eyes, wasn't looking at you to see the darkness in your eyes. The same darkness that got you arrested. Anya had glossy eyes, clearly holding back tears that threatened to call her out.
Anya looked at you shocked, gulping as she saw the anger. After a moment she looked down, her shaky hands gripping her pants as tears started to flow.
It took a moment before it clicked in your head, eyes narrowing as you stared at her. You got it, you'll deal with him.
"Anya. I'll deal with him. I'll make sure he won't bother you."
Before Anya could react you walked out, looking for Jimmy. She knew she messed up when your voice boomed through the ship, shouting for Jimmy like you were hunting him.
After your...chat, with Jimmy, it got quieter. He wouldn't even look at Anya now, didn't show his face. But, Curly didn't like the chat you had with him, coming to chat with you but couldn't bring himself to mention it. Anya was confused, looking between you and Curly with a puzzled look. Curly had to get you away from get Anya. It took until you fell asleep to get to talk to her.
"Anya... he.. he didn't talk to Jimmy"
Anya looked puzzled, she knew you talked to him. You told him, she why else would Jimmy be avoiding her, you did seem mad.
"What? I watched him go to talk to Jimmy."
Curly sighed, rubbing his neck as he looked off. He didn't want to break the news like this, but it had to be said.
"Anya.. he, hurt Jimmy. Badly. H-...Jimmy's face its...it's bad Anya"
Anya was stunned, staring at Curly in disbelief. Her mouth opened but no words came out. Her throat was dry.
"I don't think He's sane Anya, Jimmy was so badly hurt i-i don't know what to do. I know I'm captain, but he won't listen to me."
Anya was silent, not wanting to believe it was real. But..maybe it was a good thing. Anyas hand found her stomach, an uncomfortable cramp starting up... but no blood was coming out.
"I'm sorry Curly..i-i have to go"
Anya stood up and walked out before Curly could continue. Leaving Curly there in silence. Curly head dropped into his hands, letting out a shaky breath.
Anya didn't look at you the same, there was so much conflict and confusion in her mind. It scared her to see you around the others- you seemed to like the others at least. Jimmy didn't look at you, but Swansea found it hilarious. Jimmy pissed him off so much, it was about time someone put him in his place. When Anya finally saw Jimmy's face again, it was when she was telling him about her pregnancy. She saw the bansages, the beaten face. And the anger, so much anger on one man's face.
Then the crash happened. And everything changed.
Jimmy became captain, you got angry, and Swansea was frustrated. Diasuke didn't change much.
Anya couldn't do it, her pregnancy was devastating, especially when it's a man she didn't want who's the father. When you came to the client, looking at Curly blankly, but at her with sympathy, she broke. She didn't know why, but you had that effect on her. She cried and cried into your chest- her legs couldn't even hold her, making you both sit on the floor as she sobbed and told you everything. Your arms were around her,letting her sob and let out all out until she fell asleep. Curly watched in horror as you flexed your hands. He couldn't do anything, not even able warn anyone. You'd hurt him again, and again until someone was dead. Either you, or him.
When Anya woke, she was in the client wrapped in a blanket alone with Curly. He was groaning, thrashing around while staring at her. He wanted to warn her, but she just sighed, getting his pain meds and gave it to him.
It was silent in the ship, Swansea and Diasuke were sitting at the table silently. It's been about a month since the crash, and suddenly... there wasn't a Jimmy yelling at them. And no axe. Anya walked around, a bad feeling in her gut as she looked for you. Her voice cracked as she called out for you. When she found you, there was no Jimmy, no axe, and... no uniform. You were in a white shirt and some spare pants.
"There you are! What happened? Everything's so quiet- and i...I have a bad feeling"
Your face was blank, staring at her before smiling, shaking your head with a chuckle.
"Your overthinking it, nothing happened."
You pulled her away from the cockpit, not wanting her to see the mess. The axe wasn't needed anyway.
Later that day while she was lying down, she looked at you, growing nervous as you sat next to her. There was something..wrong, very wrong. Your hand touched her stomach, staring at it before smiling.
She didn't like the look on your face, slowly sitting up. Your hand moved away, now resting on your knee.
Your face faltered, suddenly becoming blank. You stared, sighing as you shifted to sit across from her, putting some distance between you two.
"In the cockpit, where the captain always is."
She didn't like that answer and slowly stood up. You followed her, the blank look. When she got to the cockpit she hesitated, staring at the door with nervousness before you reached around and opened the door. The chair was turned to you two, but Jimmy was there. She could see his arm resting on the armrest and his head from over the chair.
"See? He's being a captain"
Anya sighed, rubbing her face as she turned away. Not noticing the handle of the axe sticking out from the side of the chair
"Maybe you were right...I must've been overthinking"
When the door closed there was a small thud, that Anya did notice. But thinking it was just Jimmy- technically, she's not wrong.
"Come on, let's go to bed"
[A/N: I've been wanting to write something about mouthwashing but never had any ideas. I hope you enjoyed]
