Tara and Willow had been seeing each other a lot lately and Tara felt as though it was ready to get back together. This was her big move. Literally big as well. Tara was getting pretty big around the waist area. Anya made the baby yellow booties. Tara could tell that she wishes she was having the baby instead.

Tara walked into the house and stood at the foot of the stairs for a moment.

"Big walk, huh?" Dawn said, scaring Tara half to death.

"Yeah." Tara replied.

"Do I get to be an auntie?" Dawn's face brightened.

"Yes, Auntie Dawn." Tara gleamed.

"What about Godmother, or um, Goddess-mother, whatever the witch term is?" Dawn pleaded.

"Don't push it Dawn." Tara laughed.

"You going to see Willow?"

"Yeah, I need some things of mine." Tara lied.

"Oh."

Tara headed up the stairs, slowly. She got to Willow's bedroom door and it was slightly open. She leaned inward and watched for a moment. Willow was laying on the bed, doing her schoolwork.

"Things fall apart. They fall apart so hard." Tara said, tearing up.

"Tara…" Willow said.

"You can't ever put them back the way they were…" Tara rambled.

"Are you okay?" Willow asked, worried.

"I'm sorry, it's just... you know it takes time. you can't just have coffee and expect --"

"I know." Willow said shamefully.

"There's so much to work through. Trust has to build again, on both sides...you have to learn if you're even the same people you were, if you can fit in each other's lives, it's a long and important process and can we just skip it? Can you just be kissing me now?" Tara finally finished.

At that moment, Willow's heart left her body. She got up and walked over to Tara and kissed her. It seemed like the kiss lasted a lifetime.

"Willow, I've missed you so much." Tara whispered between gasps.

"And I've thought about you endlessly." Willow whimpered.

"Willow…" Tara began to cry.

"What's wrong baby?" Willow asked, cupping her hands around Tara's face.

"We're having a baby." Tara squealed.

"A beautiful baby girl, Tara." Willow said, kissing Tara again.

"Our beautiful baby girl. She is you know, ours. We have something no lesbian couple with ever have. A baby of both of us."

"I'm so excited. I could burst!" Willow laughed in happiness.

"Well, you do have to wait thirty-six more weeks." Tara whined.

"In English?" Willow smiled.

"Ummm…about five months." Tara guessed.

"Come here baby." Willow said, taking Tara's hand, pulling her towards the bed.

Willow pulled her into a long and passionate kiss that knocked Tara off her feet and onto their bed.

"Oooh!" Tara gasped, going with her sexual desire.

"Good oooh or bad oooh?" Willow asked before proceeding.

"Mmmm, definitely good, Willow. I'm with you." Tara spoke lovingly.

With that response, Willow moved in to kiss her again. This time Tara moaned and that forced Willow to go farther. Tara knew what they were getting into and she knew she wanted it so bad. She started taking Willow's shirt off.

"Tara, can we?" Willow asked, confused.

"Uh-huh." Tara said, continuing to undress Willow.

Willow's closes were off and so was Tara's shirt. Willow kisses Tara's stomach and then moved down to take her pants off.

"Oh Willow…" Tara groaned from under the sheets.