I don't own em

Ok so I got a review asking why River didn't have anyone. So I'll try to add it in even though I didnt mention the guy in the first part. So deal. But here ya go. The family starts the fightin.

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"A baby?" she nodded at his question. "Ai ya."

"Shumma?" Jax asked a little surpirsed at his choice of words.

"Sorry bao bei, all I mean is that your father's going to kill me." she laughed as she reached out and cupped his cheek.

"He's gotten old I don't think he's capable of throwin' no one out the airlock." Danny lifted his face to hers and began kissing along her jawline as she spoke. "Danny we have to go tell my parents."

"Mmm." was his only response.

"Oh no you don't." she pushed against his chest. "Don't think sexin' me up is gonna put off having to tell 'em."

"Can't we at least have sex once more before I die?" Jax could see the smile in his eyes even though his lips wore a pout.

"I s'pose if I must take pity on your poor soul." Jax smiled.

He laughed. "Dead man sexin'." he sing songed before continuing his previous endeavor.

*Later that day*

"Mama. Papa." Jax called as she entered the galler.

"Yes, sweetie." Inara answered. She was witting next to Mal with his hand on top of heres on the flat surface of the kitchen table.

"Can we talk to you?" she asked as she sat next to her father, who sat at the end of the long table.

"Is something wrong?" Mal accednt the last word as he sent daggers at Danny.

"No. Everything's fine." the young girl assured.

"Then what is it sweetheart?" Inara asked warmly.

"Well.. You see I'm..." Jax took a deep breath and squeezed Danny's hand for support. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh sweetie!" Inara exclaimed as she raced around the table to pull her oldest child into an embrace. "Congratulations."

Mal stared at the young man two seats away as Danny continued to look at his hands. Mal's face was dark and cryptic. As the two women contuinued to embrace and talk they noticed the tension between the two men.

"Mal!" Inara slapped his arm.

After flashing his wife a disapproving glare, Mal reached a hand out to the young man. "Congrats boy."

"Thank y-you sir." was Danny's stuttering response.

"What about your daughter?" Inara said, giving a smile to the beautiful young woman beside her.

Mal simply stood and faced the two women. His light blue eyes connected with his daughters and his face stayed expressionless. "I didn't think you'd be so careless." Was his harsh but calm response.

The tears began to well in Jax eyes as she fled the room in a hurry. Danny followed shortly after but not before flashing Mal a seething look of disgust.

"Mal!" Inara yelled. "How could you be so inconsiderate and foolish? She's our daughter."

"Inara she's too young to be havin' babies. She just got married." Mal explained as he abandoned his cup at the table and walked down the hall towards the bridge.

"You hypocrit!" Inara scolded as she followed closely behind him. "We got pregnant right after we got married."

"Yea but we were in love an-" He started as he sat down in the pilots seat.

"Malcolm Reynolds you stop right there or so help me buddha. You need to open your eyes and realize that Jacqueline has grown up. She's not a little girl anymore. She has a husband and now they're going to start a family." she paused and waited for him to argue. He didn't. "Make sure you kiss your children goodnight before you come sleep in my bed. And that means all of your children."

Mal watched as his beautifully stubborn wife walked off the bridge and towards their bunk. After she was out of sight he fiddled with a few controls before getting up. In his crew hallway he passed by his and Inara's room, Kaylee's room which was now occupied by River and Ashley, despite the sign on the latch that still read "Kaylee's Room". Ashley, Jayne's little brother had come on board about ten years back. Apparently Mrs. Cobb had a thing about namin' her boys after girls name cuz this one had it too. Within a year River had married the young mercenary. The next room held Zoe and Jayne. Mal still found it hard to believe that the one place his first mate had found peace after her husbands death was in the arms of their tough mercenary.

He continued his jounrney through Serenity. The galley: which now contained a new wooden table. The old had become far too small for the ever growing family.

Mal continued on and found himself on the walkway between shuttles. Inara's old hime: shuttle one. The shuttle now belonged to Jax and Danny. Mal decided it would be best to stop and see his oldest child later.

Mal descended the stairs and walked to the back of the ship to the passanger dorms. As he stepped into the hallway he realized only one room of four was dark for the night and that of course was not one of his children's rooms. It was Zoe and Jayne's boy. A dark skinned, dark haired boy with extremely large muscles. Scott Hoban Alleyne-Cobb was a well disciplined boy for being Jayne's kid. He was raised by two parents who loved him and each other despite the fact that they never married. Mal supposed that Jayne had proposed but Zoe had turned him down. He walked up to the first lit room and knocked.

:Come in." said a young male voice.

"Hi son." Mal said as he walked into the room. His oldest son was now fifteen years old. His walls were decorated with battle replicas and fighter ships. He had studied every war. Hell, kid knew Serenity Valley's story better than he or Zoe. Tristan was an amazingly bright young man with equally bright blue eyes and charming smile. "Dont you think you should put away the map and soldiers till mornin'?"

Tristan stood and placed a few action figures on a self. "Yes sir." was his automatic response.

"Get to bed cadet." Mal ordered. It wasn't that Mal thought of himself more as a Captain than a father but ever since Tristan was ten he had wanted to be spoken to that way by his father. So it became "Yes sir" and "No sir" from then on. Mal watched as his son, alredy in his pajamas, climbed into bed. Once the boy was tucked in tight, Mal reached over to the bedside lamp and turned it off. "Sleep tight son."

"You too sir." were the last words Mal heard before closing the door. He walked a few paces before reaching another door. He knocked lightly.

"Come in." said a cheerful voice. Mal slid open the door to see a small boy of nine throw a dinosaur to the ground and run towards him. "Daddy!"

"Hey Cole." came Mals response as he scooped the little boy into his arms. He carried the tiny boy to his bed and laid him down.

"Daddy will you tell me a story?" Cole's blue eyes sparkled brightly.

Mal mussed his son's short brown hair before responding. "Which one tonight?"

"The duel!" Cole shouted.

"Malcolm I told you that one last night." Mal rolled his eyes.

"So I likes it an don't call me Malcolm." the little boy pouted.

Mal attempted to change the subject in hopes of making Cole forget about the story. "But thats your name. Cole's jus' a nickname."

"I like Cole better." stated Cole defiantly.

"You know Malcolm is Daddy's name." Mal smiled.

The boys eyes grew wide. "It is?"

"Yup. And I didnt like it either when I was little." Mal said.

After thinking for a few moments the little boy spoke. "Well I guess Malcolm isn't so bad. You can call me that if you want to."

Mal chuckled lightly. "Ok, little one. Goodnight."

"No. Story first!" shouted the child.

Mal rolled his eyes once again before sitting on the edge of his sons bed. "Alright." AS Mal told the story of how he saved his wife's honor in a duel, the child's eyes slowly closed. Mal turned off the lamp before placing a small kiss on his son's forehead. "Goodnight Malcolm."

Mal left the room and closed the door soundlessly. He walked across the hall to the last lit room to find the door open and a little girl sitting on her bed waiting.

"Papa!" cheered the little girl as she stood upon her bed to greet him.

"Hello there." Mal scooped up the tiny girl and cradled her in his arms as he sat down on the bed. "Whats your name?" he teased.

"Papa!" she chided. "I'm Serra!"

"Oh thats right." Mal feigned ignorance. "And how old are you Miss Serra?"

"Four." she said holding up four tiny fingers.

"Ah I see. My little Serra, do you plan on wearing this tutu to bed?" he asked looking at the pink ruffles on her skirt as he tickled her.

"Yes!" she giggled. As Mal tickled his tiny daughter her looked at the long dark curls she wore and refused to cut. Her deep brown eyes that were darker than even her mothers. She's was the prettiest thing Mal had ever seen and she was his daughter.

"Papa sing me the song." she asked bring Mal uot of his reverie.

"I'm sorry bao bei but you'll have to have Jayne sing you that one." he said hoping she wouldnt push. But afterall she's was Inara's daughter.

"Please papa?" she begged. Her brown eyes shining.

Mal couldnt refuse his niu. It was the hardest thing he could ever do. "Alright." The little girl had always been infatuated by the ships mercenary. Mal yould never understand why. He would simply thank whatever god there was that she wasn't twenty years older. He sang the ballad to the tiny girl as he cradled her in his arms. As her eyes drifted slowly closed he placed her tutu clad body beneath her light pink sheets. "The hero of Canton the man they call Jayne." Mal sang the last few words. "Goodnight bao bei." he kissed her forehead and turned out her lamp. Mal turned her nightlight on before closing the door.

Malcolm Reybolds walked back through his ship. When he reached the cargohold her looked up to see his dark haird daughter staring down at him. He made quick strides across the bay and up the stairs to where she stood. Mal reached for her arm but she shrugged it away.

"Jax." he sighed. "I'm sorry."

"What have ya got to be sorry for." she said sarcastically. "Your entitled to your opinion."

"No I'm not." he said simply.

"Let's jus' drop it okay?" she said attempting to hide her pleading tone.

"No. I need you to hear me bao bei." she nodded and he continued. "Kaylee married Simon and had all their little ones. She moved out and on with her life. If Jayne and Zoe had ever had another kid they'd have left too. River and Ashley might soon. Now you. I don't think I could watch you go too. I'm just not ready to see my lil girl move out of my life."

Her blue eyes had gone moist and her arms were wrapped protectively over her stomach. "I'm not goin' anywhere papa."

"Yes you are bao bei." he pulled her into a hug and she relented. She burried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms around his lower back. "Your growin' up. You all are an it's time I let you."

"Papa?" she questioned.

"Shee. Don't you worry none. Go be happy with your husband as you should be. You've been given a wonderful gift." he gave her a tight squeeze and pressed a kiss to her forehead before releasing her. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight Grandaddy." Jax smiled before turning and heading for the shuttle.

Mal's eyes went slightly wde at her comment. He watched as she disappeared through the shuttle door. Mal took one last sweeping glacnce of Serenity's hold before turning and walking back through the ship. He passed through the small common room and the dimly lit galley. When he reached his bunk he pushed open the latch and climbed down. He stood with his arms through the ladder rungs as he watched his ever beautiful wife. Inara was brushing her hair at the vanity across the room. She set down her brush and made eyes contact with him in the mirror. "What are you looking at?"

Mal sighed. "My beautiful wife."

Inara smiled lightly. "Did you say goodnight to our children?" she was walking around the bed now. She let her robe slid to the floor before pulling back the covers. Mal grabbed her arm before she was able to climb into the bed. He cupped her face with his hands and kissed her sweetly. "Yes, dear.'

"Good." her smile spread into her eyes this time. "Now get into bed."

Mal walked over the opposite side of the bed and climb beneath the covers. Mal slid his spendors of first followed by the rest of his clothing except his boxers. He slid into bed beside his wife and pulled her back flush against him. He propped his head on his elbow, resting his chin in the crook of her neck and his arm rested on her stomach.

"We have four amazing children." He said and kissed her shoulder.

"That we do my zhang fu." Inara smiled. "We have an amazing family all together."

"Your right we do." Mal sighed.

"Whats wrong?" Inara asked as she turned to look her husband in the eyes.

"Remember when I promised we could leave Serenity when our children have their own?" he aksed.

"Yes I do." she said simply, almost regretting the promise. She had grown to love the ship just as much as it's captain.

"I think we may have to start thinking of fulfilling that promise." He pulled his wife tighter against him.

"I think your right. We can talk in the morning. When the whole family is with us." Inara lifted her face to her husbands and gave him a deep passionate kiss before turning away. "Goodnight Mal."

"Night Mrs. Reynolds." The couple drifted off to sleep in each other's arms like they had done for the past twenty years.

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niu-little girl zhang fu-husband

TBC- if you think it should go on let me know. otherwise I'll stop here. Sorry if the ends kinda cheesy. Couldnt think of how else to end it. I had them havin sex but I was like "hmm that taked it out of the whole family oriented story aspect." Hope ya liked it a little atleast. Sorry for typos.