right, so i get ticked at the male race, so i write fluff to make myself feel better. i apologize. and i swear i AM working on my other story's conclusion (You Bled for me...check it out) but I can't come up with a decent ending. it's coming, i promise! enjoy.

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"So, what are you getting 'Nara for her birthday?" Kaylee's voice came muffled from under Serenity's heart as she shook her empty hand impatiently at her captain. Mal leaned over with a frown on his face and dropped the spanner into her waiting palm.

"Don't rightly know." Truth was, he hadn't thought about it at all. "What do you get the whore that has everything?" He winced, the thought tumbling out of his mouth before he could catch himself. She was gonna let him have it now.

Kaylee twisted herself around so she could stick her head out from under the engine and fix him with her most formidable glare. "The term's Companion Cap'n. 'Nara ain't no whore."

Mal had the sense to look properly chagrined. "What are you gettin' her lil' Kaylee?"

His mechanic wriggled herself back into position and resumed banging. "Simon and I decided to name the baby after her, and make her and Zoe godmother."

"She'll adore that." He replied thoughtfully. Still hadn't quite gotten used to the idea of a baby being on his boat.

"You're gonna be the godfather."

"What?"

"It was you or Jayne."

"Well I'm glad to know I'm the lesser of two evils," he said, slightly miffed.

"Now Cap'n, you always were our first choice," she replied soothingly. " 'Course we would ask you and 'Nara. Now what are you gonna get her for her birthday?"

"I'll have to think on it." There was a resounding thunk and Kaylee crowed in delight.

"Got her!" She wriggled out from under the engine, and Mal gave her a hand up. Four months along, he was still surprised that she could still get under the engine at all. Or that Simon even let her. Boy thought she was a gorram china doll these days, it was fair riding his fragile nerves. Kaylee turned