Willow and Kennedy sat on the living room floor, Artemis in between them. She was giggling as Kennedy jingled her car keys over Artie's head. Willow smiled at the sight.

"What are you smiling at?" Kennedy asked.

"Nothing. I just- You're beautiful."

Kennedy smiled. "Well, so are you." Willow and Kennedy looked at each other, smiled, and looked away. After a few moments Kennedy asked, "Will, how are you?"

"What?"

"I mean with all of this. It's only been three weeks."

"I don't know. It's hard...and tiring."

"Definitely tiring."

"She definitely keeps us moving," Willow says.

"But you're good right. I mean there's no resentment or hurt feelings?"

"Kennedy, why would you-"

"It's just we barely got through the funeral arrangements without arguing. I'm scared that this is going to be harder on us then we both realize." Kennedy watches as Willow lowers her head. "Oh, I see."

"No, Ken, it's not any of that. Well, it is. I'm just scared about how we're gonna do this. One moment I think we can handle it, then the next I'm not so sure. I love you, you know that, but what if this doesn't last. What if you stop loving me?" Willow lowered her head again and began to cry silently.

"Willow." Kennedy put her hand on her cheek and forced Willow to look at her. "I swear to you, I will never stop loving you. Okay? Never. No matter what, I'm not going anywhere." Willow smiled slightly and Kennedy kissed her forehead. "We can do this, Will. I promise."

Later that night, Willow lay awake in bed. She looked at the clock; it read 12:06. She looked to her left at Kennedy curdled up with the baby. A smile spread across her face. She loved that woman more than anything else. Now, on top of all the happiness Kennedy provided, that little baby in her girlfriend's arms was going to give more.

Still, Willow wasn't up contemplating her happiness. She was up, like most nights in the past weeks, worrying. About everything really. She was scared of something happening to one of them, like it had happened to Abby, Robert, Toby, and Isabelle. She was worried she wouldn't be able to take care of Artie. She was scared that the deeper Kennedy got into searching for the killer the more danger they were all in. She was scared that-

"Willow," Kennedy whispered. "What are you doing?"

Willow realized she was huddled in a ball, her fists clenched. "Nothing, Ken. Go back to sleep," she whispered back.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, sweetie. Go back to sleep." Artemis started to stir and both women looked at each other panicked. It had taken them two hours to get that baby to sleep. They didn't want to spend another two hours doing it again.

When she stopped squirming, Kennedy gently moved her to the middle of the bed and began to get up, instructing Willow to follow. She did and when they got to the living room, Kennedy turned and spoke.

"Willow, what's going on with you?"

"Nothing, Ken, I'm fine."

"C'mere." Kennedy took her hand and walked her through the apartment. They ended up in the kitchen, where they could finally stop whispering. "Talk to me."

"There's nothing to talk about. I swear." She looked at the brunette and saw the fear on her face. She didn't want to worry her, but she knew her doubts would worry her more, so she kept quiet. "Are you hungry?"

Kennedy sighed, realizing she wasn't going to get anything out of her girlfriend. She was beginning to feel the weight of everything that had been happening start to pull at them. She too had her fears and she too, kept them private, knowing that her redhead would most certainly get worried. Going along with changing the subject, she smiled and said, "Starving."

"Good, then I'll make us something to eat." She went to the fridge and opened it. Seconds later, she felt strong arms wrap around her and lips on the back of her neck.

"How about I eat you instead?" Kennedy questioned, seductively.

Willow blushed, but smiled. "Kennedy..."

Kennedy didn't answer. She simply started kissing the back of Willow's neck. She nipped at it, making Willow yelp. She turned around in her lovers arms and kissed her, deeply, passionately. They began to lower one another to the floor. They hadn't had sex since Artemis arrived and for a very passionate couple like the two of them, they were long overdue.

On the floor, Kennedy removed Willow's tank-top and began to massage her breasts.

"Kennedy..." Willow moaned. "I want you." Kennedy ran her tongue up her girlfriend's neck and jaw line, stopping only when Willow removed her shirt too.

"I love you," Kennedy whispered during the very, very brief intermission.

"I love you," Willow replied back.

"Can I have you?" She pushed all ready sweaty hair out of Willow's face.

"Always," Willow replied before the intermission was over and the love-making started back up again. They made love for three hours before Artemis woke up.

AN: This chapter is a little short, but I needed them to have sex. Mostly because I'm a perv. No, actually it's cause of what's going to eventually happen. Hehe. That's a great note to exit on.