Not my ‘verse, I just play here.

Grace. His mother’s name had been Grace. A woman of faith from a long line of faithful women. Dark haired, strong features, hands always busy with something. Mamma had always told him if he kept busy he couldn’t get into trouble. Seemed to him it was one of the few things she’d been wrong about over the years.

He wanted to tell her about his mother. He wanted to tell Mamma about her, and the baby. Too late for the one, maybe try the other tomorrow.

He was so deeply moved, to watch as his woman’s belly swelled. Proud of himself, well his seed anyway. Go get ‘er boys, Ye-ha! It was a silly thought and one not worthy of the solemn results, but it still tickled him to think of them trying to storm in and take that hill.

He was excited about becoming a dad. He’d never really had one that he could remember, had several to select from if you counted the ranch hands. His plan was to pick and choose the best bits from all of them. Marv’s jokes, Bert’s foolery, Fang's whittling, Zack’s good advice about women. Well, that last one would have to wait a bit.

He didn’t want to let them out of his sight. Knew he’d have to sooner or later. It just wasn't safe on Serenity as she went about her business. Jayne had the right of it. A little ship was no place to be raising kids. If they were on an Alliance vessel, one of those floating cities, things would be different. Things would have to be very different indeed to convince himself or Zoe to step foot on one or their own accord.

They were his crew and he was responsible for their safety and well being. He’d hate to lose Zoe to mothering. It would be like losing his arm, almost literally. She’d always been there watching his back. Sides and the surrounding territory to boot when it came right down to it. He didn’t much care to have QBG off his ship either. She listened to him. She just listened. She’d offer an opinion or advice sure enough, sometimes even if he didn’t want or care for it. She jus