Chapter 1
"Malcolm Reynolds, I'ma gonna get you!" screeched a young brunette little girl, about 6 years old.
"What's the matter, mei-mei, you don't like your headless dolls." inquired a young little blue-eyed boy, about 8 years old, to his little sister.
"Māmā!" screamed the small child as she ran to her mother's arms. "Mommy, Malcolm killed my dolls, why'd he do that?" she cried.
"Hush, Maddison, hush, no need to scream, Māmā de right here."
"But mommy…" Maddison stopped when she looked into her mother's serious glance.
"Malcolm did you Zhǎnshǒu Maddison's dolls?" she asked.
"Yes," said Malcolm apologetically, "but mom, she broke my Fēnglíng, the one that you gave me for my birthday."
The mother just sighed and looked at her children, their sweet and innocent faces. "Maddison I want you to apologize for breaking your brother's Fēnglíng, and Malcolm I want you to apologize for decapitating Maddison's dolls."
"I'm sorry," was harmoniously stated by the two children.
"Maddison, I'm going to get you new dolls and Malcolm, if you promise not to Shāle tāmen, I'm going to get you a new Fēnglíng."
"I promise," was the eager response the little blue-eyed boy gave, he ran up to her, and almost tripped her, in an attempt to hug her, "Thank you, Wǒ ài nǐ, Wǒ nàme ài nǐ."
"I love you too, I love you both so much." She said as she kneeled down to hug them properly.
"Yuánliàng wǒ, ma'm, but there's an emergency," interrupted one of the hands.
"I'll be right there," the mother stood up, "now I want you both to play quiet-like, while Māmā deals with a problem."
"Hǎo ba, māmā," they both said as they ran laughing and playing.
The mother watched them go in their joyful wonder, she loved them and loved the innocence the radiated, she always treasured these moments. The hand clearing her throat brought her back to the matters at hand.
24 years later
A grown man stood alone in shock and disbelief as the Independence ships left them to die. He started to think about his little sister, she was a Browncoat too, he embroidered hers or rather he paid a pretty platinum for it to be embroidered with her initials in a stunning yellow before he gave it to her. She was applying for Alliance settler, but secretly wanted to be a "covert spy." She was bright and gentle and kind, she hated the Alliance with as much intensity as him, but found it as a game.
After the war, he never heard from her, he worried that they found her browncoat and executed her. He spent many years trying to find her, but one day just gave up and hoped for the best.
After exposing the truth about Miranda and the Reavers, he and the crew suffered Inara and Shepherd's loss. After 8 months of grieving, Malcolm and Kaylee married, quickly followed by Simon and River. And a few months after that Kaylee gave birth to a girl and they named her Inara.
