"She just takes after my side of the family is all," Jayne pouted.
"Jayne's family has wings? Why am I not surprised?" Wash stages whispered to Zoe.
"Not all of 'em, just my great-granny. On account of her parents being cousins and all. And them living in that old missile silo." Jayne paused, an odd (for him) thoughtful looks on his face. "She always said that they must've helped her win all those hog wrassling ribbons. We Cobb's are still the most famous family in town."
"Isn't that … special," Book finally said, after an overly long lull in the conversation.
"Zoe?" Wash asked quietly.
Zoe raised an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't we be looking for the doc? Especially as God willing he's as far away from this room as possible?"
"A Shepard never takes God's name in vain, son," Book stated a bit threateningly from his new position directly behind Wash.
Wash let out what he later claimed was a manly yelp, and pulling his wife after him, ran from the room.
***
Meanwhile back at the ran…shuttle, Inara and Kaylee were doing their best to locate Jayne, despite the rather challenging hindrance of being half-naked and kissing against a bulkhead. "This was a great idea Nara. Jayne never could stop himself from watchin' two girls kiss."
"Mmhmm," Inara mumbled, distracted.
Just then a Hawaiian printed blur wearing a helmet passed by.
Kaylee and Inara shrugged their shoulders at one another and continued their 'search' for Jayne.
They didn't even notice when Zoe passed sedately by, shaking her head, a few minutes alter.
***
Zoe finally found her husband, distressed, in the doorway to the infirmary.
"I can't find the doc," he managed to get out, as he continued his nervous pacing.
"I have an idea where he may be," Zoe stated.
"Really?" Wash replied, surprised.
"Yes, husband. I do know the captain fairly well, after all."
"How do you know that Simon'll be with Mal?"
Zoe just gave Wash a look.
Wash had no clue what Zoe meant to say by that, but there was no place safer on Serenity then with his Zoe, so he played along.
"Oh…right," he said, in what he hoped was a convincing 'agreeing' tone.
Zoe merely gave a weary sigh in response. "We should get started looking through all the hidden storage compartments. The doc seems mighty flexible, and I'd like to find him before he and the captain are too…busy to be any use to us."
With that Zoe strode off the very short distance to the cargo bay, and Wash quickly began to follow, still unconvinced Jayne wasn't about to birth an army of creepy Jayne-spawn.
Surely there was stuff written in the Bible about what to do in such situations. Wash told himself to remember to ask Book when he saw him next. 'This shepherd business sure is complicated," he mused. But until then he knew he'd be safe with his Zoe. 'My Zoe!' Wash thought suddenly. 'I can't lose her again, even if tomorrow is another day!' he declared to himself, a hand raised up in the air, in a show of some kind of emotion. Still frightened of mini-flying Jaynes, but determined to stick with his wife, Wash set off for the cargo bay.
***
"Shepherd?" "Crazy girl?" "Momma?" Jayne called out plaintively, and increasingly pathetically into the room. It was just like his shipmates to disappear in his time of need, Jayne thought. 'See how nice I am when they all give birth.'
"It's okay, Steve," Jayne tried to convince his squalling daughter. "I bet that extremely flexible doc'll know what's botherin' you."
Steve, for her part merely continued to sob, blinking her bright purple eyes at her moth...father. Maybe she was adopted. She hoped she was anyway.