All Love

Wow...you guys. I seriously almost deleted this story, and the response I got for chapter three was amazing! It made me feel so loved and I just want to thank all of you who wrote such nice and encouraging things! This is for all of you, and I hope I got the mothers/daughter chemistry you wanted!

"Welcome home, Molly Dolly!" Chloe cheered, as the now quartet entered the house, Beca's arms full of groceries and last minute baby supplies, while Chloe's arms were full of their new daughter. It would still take a few weeks for the adoption to be official, but today was the day they got to bring her home.

"Mama, we have to show her around. Or she will get lost." Leo explained seriously, as he raised his eyebrows high to express the importance of the action.

"You are right little man. Why don't you and Beca show her around? I will get all the groceries put away." Chloe said, as she glanced over at her girlfriend who raised a suspicious eyebrow. Over the course of the week of visiting Molly before she could be brought home, Chloe did most of the interacting. Not that Beca didn't want to but work got in the way and she was nervous. She wasn't sure what to do with a baby, even if she wasn't a newborn. Molly was just known to sit in one spot and stare. Her upbringing hadn't encouraged much else the adoption agency assumed, since she was so nervous with people and underdeveloped in pretty much everything. She hadn't even been introduced to solid foods at the orphanage, and she would be a year old within a week or so. Chloe insisted that everything would come naturally once she interacted with Molly more. Beca only hoped.

"Um, sure I guess. Come 'ere little tyke." Beca motioned for Molly to reach for her, and the baby did. She didn't seem to care who held her, but she did seem to like the contact of being held within a matter of minutes of holding her. Beca adjusted the small girl to her hip, while she placed her hand to support her back.

With the help from Leo, they toured the little girl around the big house. Not that Molly really retained anything from the tour due to her age and blank stare, but Leo seemed to enjoy talking about every room, particularly his, where he explained what toys she could and couldn't touch. Once they made it back to the living room, Chloe sat on the floor, baby toys scattered around the floor. Beca set her in front of Chloe, while Beca took comfort on her favorite armchair. It didn't take long for the little one to start shaking however, as her eyes darted right and left in a panicked fashion. Of course, Molly never cried. Ever. She didn't even speak or babble for that matter. Even April said the little girl whimpered, but when someone entered the room, she would refuse eye contact and be quiet. Like she was trained with the fear of harsh punishments if she made a sound.

"Bec, why is she doing that?" Chloe asked in sudden panic, as she extended her arms out to the baby.

"I don't think she likes open spaces. Poor thing is probably not used to it." Beca frowned.

"Come here sweetheart, Mama fix it." Chloe cooed, as she she slowly reached out towards Molly's arms to grab her. When Molly flinched however, Chloe stopped and let out a small gasp. Molly thought she would hurt her. And that made Chloe's stomach flip, and made Beca clench her hands in anger. How anybody could hurt such an innocent baby, it was beyond the mothers.

Chloe sighed, and tried to put her smile back on to ease Molly's timidness.

"Mama or Mommy don't use hands for hitting. We use them for hugs." Chloe explained as she exampled her words with actions, using her hands to mimic a hug as she scooted closer to Molly. Molly looked up at her, and once Chloe was close enough, she crawled in her lap. Chloe's eyes beamed, and couldn't help but look at Beca in this moment. Molly wasn't one to indicate affection first. Beca smiled back and continued to as she watched Chloe went back to doting and brushing the girl's curls with her fingers.

It was getting late, and Chloe knew she wanted to get Molly to sleep around 8:30 at the latest, since Leo laid down around 9. Dinner went smoothly, Molly not complaining what was on her plate, seeming to enjoy the solid food she was given. Her foster home had been giving her baby food, trying to get her body used to the feel of it, opposed to the formula the orphanage only gave her. It was now 7, as Chloe carried the little one up the stairs for her bath.

Beca was in the kid's bathroom, taking over bath duty for Leo, while Chloe took Molly into the master bathroom for hers. The redhead tried to ease and warn the girl what was going to happen beforehand, but was only met with a blank stare. As Chloe filled up the tub, Molly stayed close to her leg as the water filled up. The little brown eyes continued to stare at the tub as Chloe undressed her and put her in. Only then, did Molly react. Immediately, her balance was unstable, and she began to fall backwards, only to be caught by the startled mother. Chloe kept her hand to the girl's back, responding with an "easy" as she helped the baby regain her balance. Maybe she should have invested into a baby bath chair. But she thought Molly lost balance because she was scared, due to her sudden quickened breath and her arms wrapped around Chloe's arm that supported her.

"I am not going to let you fall, baby." Chloe said, but was answered with whimpers. Actual whimpers. She sounded like Chloe had kicked her or something, and it instantly broke Chloe's heart. The last thing she wanted was to scare her daughter and remind her of the horrible place she came from. Without thinking too much about it, Chloe lifted the naked child out of the water, Molly breathing out a sigh of relief. Chloe wrapped her up in a towel, before setting her on the master bed and walk into her closet, only to arrive a few moments later in her bathing suit. It was the only way she could think of to make Molly feel less timid about the water and open tub. If you can't beat em, join em, Chloe thought.

Once she scooped Molly back up and brought her back to the bathroom, the baby clung nervously to the redhead, who responded accordingly by rubbing her back and humming a tune. After Chloe had climbed in the tub, she lifted Molly to sit between her legs, so she wouldn't fall backwards. Molly immediately reached her arms out to grasp Chloe's legs. Chloe let a few minutes pass, letting Molly get the feel of the space and water, before she calmly squirted the new baby shampoo onto the new loofah, and began to wash her baby girl. She tensed at first contact, and Chloe began to sing:

"Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?

Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?

Wouldn't you think I'm the girl

The girl who has everything."

The little one's shoulders slumped slightly, her head cocked to the right, and Chloe continued knowing she had Molly's attention.

"Look at this trove, treasures untold,

How many wonders can one cavern hold?

Looking around here you'd think

Sure, she's got everything."

By now, she finished sponging off Molly, and gently titled Molly's head back a little, before squeezing some water on her head.

"I've got gadgets and gizmos a plenty.

I've got whozits and whatzits galore.

You want thingamabobs? I've got twenty!

But who cares? No big deal,

I want more."

Chloe continued to sing softly, as she combed her fingers through her daughter's thick hair with the shampoo. Molly gave a big sigh, and Chloe followed suit, taking it as if Molly was beginning to relax. She was on the last verse before she managed to get the bubbles out of the brown eyed beauty's hair.

"…Out of the sea

Wish I could be

Part of that world."

"Who is singing in here?" Beca's voice called out through the hallways before she poked her head into the bathroom. "Um Chlo...why are in the bath with our daughter?"

"She was scared, so I thought I would hop in with her. Don't look at me like that, I have my swimsuit on. Besides, I took showers and baths with my mom when I was little. No biggie." Chloe explained to a very confused Beca. "Can you take her and get her dressed while I change?"

Beca nodded once she managed to look away from her hot girlfriend's half naked body, and scooped up Molly with a big towel. The brunette took the smaller brunette into her new room, decorated with polka dot walls and colorful furniture. Once Molly was dressed in her warm footie pajamas, Beca checked the time. It was nearing her bedtime, and she still needed to take her bedtime formula, recommended by Molly's doctor, since she lacked proper nutrition. Seeing how she noticed Chloe enter Leo's room, Beca decided to make up the girl's bottle herself.

Beca sat the baby on the counter as she made the formula and put the bottle in the bottle warmer. While waiting, Beca glanced at Molly, who sat contently on the counter with her thumb in her mouth. It had to be the cutest thing Beca ever saw, and she couldn't resist softly "bopping" her on her stubby nose. Molly shook her head slightly, and offered her small signature crooked smile, followed by wrinkling her nose. The way she titled her mouth to the side, reminded Beca of Chloe of when the redhead was in thought or put in a awkward situation. And her nose wrinkling was absolutely adorable, and Beca couldn't help mimicking it back to the baby.

Once the bottle was done, Beca wrapped Molly up in the soft yellow baby blanket with cartoon bears on them her and Chloe had bought a couple of weeks ago. Leo had managed to spill a shit ton of Chloe's perfume on it. And while they had tried to wash it, it still smelled of the lavender scent. But Molly didn't seem to mind it, she actually seemed to like it, inhaling in a deep breath of the blanket, before cuddling the material to her face.

Beca sat on the rocking chair, and slipped the bottle in Molly's mouth. While she was old enough to hold it herself, Chloe insisted that it would be good bonding if the mother's rocked and fed it to her, at least the evening bottle. It was a little awkward for the DJ, to just sit there and have the baby stare up at you. Normally Chloe would sing, but that wasn't really Beca's thing. But silence wouldn't cut it either.

"Looks Molls, I have to come clean with you. This is all really new to me. Chloe, or um-Mama, she knows what she is doing. She has done this before with your brother. And she is better at it, more natural. But...I am going to try. I really am. Because...I do love you. Just bare with me okay?" Beca rambled, knowing fully well Molly probably didn't understand a word she said. But she was met with her index finger being squeezed, Molly's eyes still locked on her. Beca smiled and laughed silently. Whether it was a natural baby instinct or Molly was reassuring her, it still managed to calm Beca's nerves. She just wanted her fears to be out in the open to the person it would affect most.

"You are already a good mommy you know." Chloe's voice rang, as she entered into the living room, and sat on the armrest of the rocking chair.

"Were you spying Miss Beale?" Beca teased, but was a little embarrassed knowing Chloe heard her confession.

"Maybe...but you are. Molly and Leo are lucky to have you Becs. And so am I." Chloe said as she leaned in to kiss Beca's forehead, and followed one to Molly's.

"They are lucky to have you babe. You are natural with them. Molly really seemed to connect with you earlier, when you were singing. But you know, you could have put in her the sink or something. You didnt have to climb in with her."

Chloe rolled her eyes, and raised a brow seductively.

"Didn't think of that. But you are just jealous it wasn't you in there with me."

Beca blushed, and focused her attention back to Molly, whose eyes drifted sleepily back and forth to the mothers.

"Let's get her teeth brushed before she falls asleep. Don't want her falling asleep with a bottle in her mouth. It's not good for them." Chloe said, as Beca motioned a fake salute to her girlfriend.

"You got it boss."

Chloe smiled, as she lifted the tired baby out of Beca's arms.

"You are so weird."