"Should we tell people?" Willow asked, getting excited.

"Not yet Sweetie." Tara said, and Willow's face fell. "In a couple of months though." She said brightly, trying to cheer her wife up. "When I'm in the second trimester ok? No one will be able to tell yet anyway, so it's not like we'd be lying."

"What's so bad about now?" Willow asked curiously, her excitement making her brain a little foggy.

"Things are more likely to go wrong in the first three months." Tara explained patiently. "I want to be out of the woods."

"Nothing's going to happen." Willow said definitely.

"It might." Tara said. "We've got to accept that it might Will."

"No it won't." Willow said. "Not on my watch. I'll take care of you."

"You always do Baby." Tara smiled. Willow was getting nervous, she could tell.

"Yeah, but now I'll take extra special care of you won't I? And the baby. I'll spoil you both rotten."

Tara kissed Willow softly. "Sweetie, it's ok. We'll take care of each other, just like we always have done, ok?"

Willow nodded, squeezing Tara lightly.


As Tara had said, the couple waited another few months before they shared the happy news with their friends.

Willow tugged on Tara's arm, struggling to contain her growing excitement. "What do you think? Can we tell them now?"

Tara couldn't help but laugh at the extent of her wife's excitement.

"Tell us what?" Buffy and Holly said at the same time.

Willow and Tara looked at each other, both waiting for the other to speak. Finally, they both spoke at once. "We're pregnant."

The others came and hugged the happy couple.


Suddenly, all eyes turned to fall on the front door as it closed with a soft thud. The group's collective eyes then darted to see Faith Lehane leaning against the wall.

"Faith?" Buffy asked disbelievingly, staring wide eyed at the slayer she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Hey there." She said, waving her arm around in a slightly exaggerated fashion. "Now who's pregnant?" With that, the attention returned to Tara and Willow.

"That would be me." Tara smiled and the group, including a reluctant but persuaded Faith came round to embrace them again.


"What are you doing here Faith?" Giles asked curiously as they all sat around on lounges.

"Oh, you know." Faith said casually. "I hadn't seen my favourite Scoobs gang in a while, so I thought I'd come see what was goin' on."

"I see." Giles said seriously. "Where've you been?"

"LA."

"How's Angel?" Spike spoke up.

"Good." Faith nodded. "He says hi. To all of you."

"Are you planning on staying?" Buffy asked, trying to keep the hope from her tone.

"I don' know B. Maybe."

"Well, if you'd like to, you'll always have a room here."

"Thanks B." Faith said, a small smile escaping her lips. "I might just take you up on that."