For disclaimers see Chapter 1

The next few months passed by with relatively few huge demon events.

Willow and Tara finished out their junior year of college while dealing with Tara's ever-advancing pregnancy and the fallout from it. Most of the people they knew couldn't be told the reality so in desparation Tara told a few people she had been jumped in an alley. Word soon spread about her horrible experience and people stopped asking questions. By the end of the year she was seven months along and ready for a break. Their curiosity finally beat out their desire to be surprised and they returned from the latest OB/GYN appointment with news.

"It's a girl!" Willow shrieked upon entering the Magic Box. "A girl, a girl everyone!" She remembered to hold the door open for her now-huge girlfriend as she waddled through and collapsed in a seat, looking tired but just as excited as the redhead.

"Ooh, you finally asked? Yay! I was hoping it would be a girl!" Dawn exclaimed. "Have you thought of a name for her yet?"

Willow and Tara exchanged glances. "Not yet." They said in unison, and laughed.

"We'll let you know when we do Dawnie." Tara assured the enthusiastic self-proclaimed 'aunt.'

"Anything new on the demon front, Giles?" Willow asked. The watcher had decided to remain in Sunnydale after realizing that while his ex-charge could deal on her own, his place really was with the Scoobies. There had been little left for him in England in any case, and he was secretly as excited by the thought of Tara's child as Dawn was.

"No, I'm afraid not. I must admit it makes me a bit nervous, you know what that usually means." He said, wiping his glasses.

Buffy groaned. "We know, we know. Some big bad evil brewing. Can't we just enjoy the peace for a while?"

Heads nodded around the table. "I for one am glad for the low demon sightings, especially now." Willow pointed out. "Well, if there's nothing huge going on, I think we're going to head home. Anyone want a ride?"

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About a week later, Tara and Willow were laying in bed on a lazy Saturday morning. Willow stroked Tara's belly.

"Hey baby! Oh, moving around, are you? Be nice to your mommy, okay, she doesn't like your kicking as much as I do." She grinned up at her girlfriend, who was watching Willow's actions with a smirk. Willow loved to talk to the baby.

"Honey? I thought of a name last night." She mentioned.

Willow sat up. "And you didn't tell me?" she pouted.

"Well...it was kinda while I was sleeping, so this is the first chance I've had." She teased the redhead. "Anyway, what do you think about Eva?"

"Eva." Willow rolled the name around in her mouth. "Eva Maclay, don't even think about slamming that door!" she yelled suddenly, causing Tara to start. "I like it." She grinned.

Tara giggled. "You've been reading those baby name websites again, haven't you."

Willow turned red. "Well, it said to pick a name you wouldn't feel stupid yelling!"

"Well yeah, but don't you think it's a little early to be thinking about raising a teenager? Besides, why is her last name Maclay? What about Rosenberg?"

Willow made a puzzled face. "How can her last name be Rosenberg, as far as the state is concerned she's only yours." She stuck her lip out.

"I know...but wouldn't it be nice if we all had the same last name? I-I've been thinking about changing mine. That is, if you're okay with it." She held her breath, worried Willow wouldn't like the idea.

Willow's green eyes went wide. "Can you do that? I mean, even if you wanted to? You want to? Wow.."

"I don't know if I can, I was thinking I'd make up some story about how I was converting to Judaism and wanted a new name, or something...I wanted to get your opinion before I did too much research into it. But in terms of wanting to...why wouldn't I want to? What does my name stand for, other than my father and my family? I'd much rather have the same name as you than him." She drew the redhead close and kissed her gently. "Plus then our baby could have the same name as both of us." She pointed out. "If I could do it soon."

"Eva Rosenberg." Tara clapped her hand over Willow's mouth before she could yell it out at some imaginary teen acting out.

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The court in Sunnydale apparently had no problem with Tara changing her name to Rosenberg – they didn't even ask her for a reason. Willow reasoned that it was similar to other instances in which people in authority turned a blind eye just in case something odd was going on. Either way, a week before her due date, Tara was officially a Maclay no longer.

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Two weeks after the party to celebrate Tara's name change, Eva Rosenberg was still stubbornly remaining in utero. Tara was getting restless and anxious, though the doctor told her there was no reason to worry yet. Willow, of course, was worried sick and feeling useless, since the most she could do for her girlfriend was cook her food. Luckily for both mothers-to-be, just as they were getting ready for bed, Tara squinted her eyes shut and sat down on the bed.

"Honey? Are you okay?" she asked with concern.

Tara nodded shortly. "Yeah...it's just... I think...it's time."

"Time? Oh, TIME! Oh goddess, okay, okay, here's your bag, I'll just throw my clothes back on..." she was changed again in a matter of seconds. She found Tara's flipflops and placed them in front of her feet to slip on. "Ready? Okay I have the bag, let's go!" she rushed the very pregnant woman out of the bedroom. "Buffy! Dawn! It's time, the baby!" she shouted, walking down the hallway. Buffy and Dawn emerged out of their rooms.

"Oh my god, really? Eva's going to be born now? Oh wow this is so exciting!" Dawn squealed.

Along with her three enthusiastic helpers, Tara was at the hospital in less than ten minutes, so quickly that she didn't even have another contraction until she was getting out of the car.

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Despite their rush to get her there, three long hours later, Buffy, Dawn, Giles, Anya, and Xander were still restlessly waiting in the waiting room.

"Why's it taking so long?" Anya asked for the tenth time.

"An, honey, we told you it might take a while." Xander explained again.

"But I want to see the baby. It needs to hurry up." She said in a huff.

The Summers girls, curled up together on another couch, just rolled their eyes and tried to ignore her.

Giles hung up the phone for what seemed like the millionth time that night.

"Another one?" Buffy asked tersely.

Giles just nodded as he cleaned his glasses.

"Eighteen dead potential slayers can't be a coincidence!"

Giles sighed. "I agree with you Buffy, I just don't know what can be done from here. The girls are spread all over the world. It's not as if we can hide them in the basement."

Buffy raised her eyebrow, an action which caused Giles to sigh and remove his glasses.

"There are still dozens of potentials Buffy, you can't be suggesting we bring them here."

"Well they'd be safer wouldn't they?"

"Either that or you'd be playing right into the hands of the evil thing doing this, bringing everyone together to make one easy target." Anya said casually.

Buffy and Giles turned to stare at her unwanted comment that nontheless made a good point.

Luckily for all involved, Willow chose that moment to enter the waiting room. She was still dressed in the hospital scrubs she had been given, and though she looked tired she was grinning from ear to ear. The group leapt up and rushed over to her expectantly.

"Oh my god, she's so perfet guys, so tiny, so beautiful, and we made her, and Tara, well Tara is a goddess, that was amazing, and you have to see her, they're cleaning her up and checking her out and everything, and they said we can go see Tara and they'll bring Eva in there."

As Willow finished her speech there were hugs all around, and she walked them to where Tara was in a recovery room.

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Willow peeked in the door of Tara's room.

She stopped and stared in silence, unusually at a loss for words. Willow temporarily forgot all about their friends waiting outside the door in her happiness at the scene she saw in front of her.

Tara was lying in the bed, looking tired but radiant, cradling a tiny bundle in her arms. She was looking down at the baby girl, and Willow could just see the baby's head sticking out of the blanket. Sensing her girlfriend's presence, Tara looked up and smiled.

"Hi."

Willow just grinned and rushed over to the bed, easily fitting her small frame on the side of the bed next to Tara. She touched the baby's head almost reverantly, amazed at the tiny bundle of life.

"Wow." She repeated the words that she had already said many times upon seeing her daughter. Somehow it was the best she could do.

"Here, you hold her." Tara offered, gently placing the infant into the redhead's arms. Willow's eyes got even bigger as she cradled her daughter.

"Did you see the gang?" Tara asked, resting her head on Willow's shoulder.

"Oh!" Willow started. "I forgot, they're outside, I said I'd check to see if you were up for visitors. Yes?"

"Of course, you can..."

Her suggestion was interrupted by a blonde slayer bursting through the door.

"Uh...hi!" Buffy said sheepishly as she was followed closely by Dawn, Xander, Anya, and Giles.

"Were you listening to us?" Willow asked with a smile, not really upset with her friend.

"Um, no, not... well yes okay but hey it's not my fault, special slayer ears! Anyway Tara said yes!"

Willow laughed at the enthusiastic girl. Buffy had had a difficult time this year, but she seemed genuinely excited by the prospect of an addition to their little family.

"Oh my god she's so tiny!" squealed Dawn, pushing around her older sister and rushing over to the bed. "Can I hold her? Can I?"

Willow looked to Tara for agreement before nodding at the teen.

"Here, be careful with her head..." She fussed slightly.

"Oh wow, her hair is red! And her eyes are blue!" she said as the baby blinked sleepily up at her.

Eva's mothers grinned.

"I know! Isn't she just perfect?" Willow beamed.

Anya turned to Xander. "I want one, Xander."

Xander's eyes went wide. "Uh, An, look how tiny she is, don't you think we'd lose her or break her or something?" he said faintly.

"Xander!" Buffy reproached him. Tara's eyes went wide.

"Okay, no babysitting for Xander." Dawn said happily as she rocked Eva, trying to make sure she had that area cornered.

Willow giggled. "Do you remember that time we had to take care of eggs and pretend they were babies?" she turned to Tara. "Xander and I were partners and he totally neglected our egg baby."

"Hey, but they ended up being evil demon eggs, so really how much did it matter?" he countered.

"My turn to hold Eva!" Buffy interrupted, reaching for the baby. Dawn reluctantly gave her up.

"I'm serious Xander. It's the way the world works. You get married, you have a baby. We're married, now it's time for the baby. Look, they did it even before the marriage step."

"Hey, that's not fair and you know it, they can't. But Tara changed her name and all, it's basically the same thing!" Dawn reprimanded the former demon.

The happy group continued to pass the baby around, but after a few rounds she started fussing.

"Uh, Tara, I think she wants you." Buffy said, giving the infant back to her mother.

Tara looked lovingly down at the tiny bundle and smiled. "I think she's probably hungry." Her breasts were already full, having been ready for this.

Giles started moving toward the door. "I, er, I have to go make a call..."

Buffy's eyes got wide. "Uh, okay um I'm going to go see what Giles is up to."

"Me too!" echoed Xander and Dawn, the former pulling his girlfriend out of the room along with him as she seemed to have no qualms about staying put.

Willow giggled. "Guess they don't want to see your breasts, honey."

Tara smiled back. "Well that wouldn't have been a problem, since I was going to suggest that you do it."

Willow's eyes went wide. "But we don't, I mean I know Dr. Yates said it was a possibility, but we don't know if I can!"

The doctor had said that sometimes with lesbian partners the non-pregnant partner also began producing milk, and she thought it was more than likely with the witches since they were magically linked.

Tara giggled. "Um, honey, look down. Can't you feel that?"

Willow looked down in confusion and her eyes went even wider when she saw a damp spot on the front of her left breast. "Oh my goddess, I am, wow, I am!"

Eva started fussing again, waving her little arms around.

"Honey, as much as I want to, are you sure you don't want to feed her first? I mean it's a whole mother-baby thing right? I don't want to take that away from you." Willow worried.

"Willow, you're her mother too. I may have carried her, but now we're equal okay? Besides, I got to have her the past nine months, I want you to have something special now." Willow's green eyes watered with tears of love as she moved over to the bed.

Tara scooted over to make room for her. "Um, you should probably raise your shirt and bra honey, she can't eat through clothes." Tara said with a smile when the redhead seemed to be at a loss.

"Oh! Yeah, of course." Willow tentatively scooted her clothes up over her chest. "You know, we forgot to go get you those nursing bras, now we can get me one at the same time!" she grinned. "Wow that's really strange." she said, touching her nipple in amazement at the fact that it was producing milk. Tara smiled and passed the baby over. After some experimenting the baby located the food source and started sucking away. Willow's face was priceless.

"Wow she's really good at that, she's like a little vacuum cleaner! Did we get the superpower girl or something?"

"It's all instinctual hon, I think all babies are like that." Tara said, hiding her smile.

"Well it's very weird, nice but weird. You have to try it really soon."

"Oh I will, I'm sure she'll be hungry again soon. I love you so much Willow." the emotion of the day was catching up with the new mother. She leaned her head over to capture Willow's lips in a long kiss before resting her head on the nursing woman's shoulder.

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Well, that's it for now! I might write a sequel if people like this story. Thoughts?