Season Two begins! For a long while, I struggled with what to call this episode, but one line in particular resonated with me, and that, combined with the fact that the end of this episode just happens to take place on Christmas Eve in the Black, gave the first episode its name.

Since several members of Serenity's crew are still aboard the badly mauled Legacy, they're being hauled along for the ride, giving me one last chance to see Serenity's side of the situation for a while. Remember, just because something happened that didn't get explained here, don't mean I ain't never getting to it.

All your Serenity are belong to Joss, all your Legacy are belong to me.

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Mistletoe

Malcolm Reynolds eyes flew open at that sound, the sound of something docking with his ship. It had been so long, now. He'd gone to the rendezvous point, where Kell had bade them wait. He waited, as the ships showed up one after another. He waited as Kell transferred dishomed crew back to their original ships. He waited as the ships flew off, into the Black, one after another. He waited, and even Kell gave up and left.

And still he waited.

"Captain, we've got new arrivals," Kaylee's cheerful voice announced, and he was out of the pilot's seat like a shot. He hadn't even realized he'd fallen asleep. He practically jogged down the the cargo bay, almost running down the sweet girl in the process. He paced on the catwalks anxiously as the door was pulled open by the good doctor.

His heart fell more'n a bit when he saw Zoe and Fredesa step out. Not who he was waiting for. Not at all. She was out there somewhere, he knew it. River would have told him if she wasn't. He almost marched right back to his seat and continued brooding.

"Sir?" Zoe said, above the howling that Hoban was putting up. He was currently flailing about in Fredesa's arms, a definite change for the proud, protective woman. She hadn't even let Mal touch the kid for months.

"It's good to have you back, Zoe," Mal said, glancing past her toward the d