Mal sat on the bridge of his ship and watched the stars float out in the black, like shining diamonds set against a black ocean. He stretched out his arms and rested his hands behind his head as he propped his feet up on the console. This was it. This was the life he always wanted. Freedom away from the Alliance, freedom to do what he wanted when he wanted. That's all he ever wanted since the war ended, so he figured he should be happy that he finally achieved it.
He remembered the day River came into his life like a whirlwind, one that hadn't stopped whirling since. The girl definitely knew how to make a lasting impression. He knew he was humped the moment she jumped out of that crate and he felt a fiercesome protective streak rear its ugly head. He was ready to shoot that Core-bred doctor for engaging in what he thought was human trafficking before he realized it was a rescue operation.
Ai ya! But she was beautiful! From the very beginning, he knew he shouldn't be thinking those thoughts, but he couldn't help himself. Especially since the incident on Miranda. She had started sorting out all the voices floating around her brain, all the secrets that were too much to carry. Now, she was some semblance of a very fine woman and Mal had a hard time keeping his thoughts away from her.
Life was so much easier when she was just the doc's crazy little sister. But life was so much better when she became more than the doc's crazy little sister.
Mal gave a wry grin. If only Shepherd Book could see him now. He was sure the Shepherd would have a few choice words for him of the 'Special Hell' variety before he clapped him on the back and said well done. He missed the Shepherd at a time like this.
He looked up as Kaylee bounded onto the bridge and interrupted his thoughts. With a smile she told him it was time.
He followed her down to the infirmary and stood in the doorway for a moment. River was lying on the stretcher looking peaceful and serene. Mal walked over and smiled down at her as he brushed a stray hair off of her face. River reached up and took his hand then looked over his shoulder at the doc. Simon walked over and handed him a small bundle. Mal peered down into the tiny face of his daughter and felt a swell of pride burst through his chest. This was what life was all about.