"Willow…" Tara whined tiredly, tapping Willow on the shoulder.

"I'm going. I'm going." Willow replied as she lifted the covers off herself and walked over to the pink bassinette holding their three day old baby daughter.

"Alphania Rose, you are such a banshee." Willow laughed, picking up the baby. She walked back over to the bed and laid Allie in the middle between the two women. Tara turned over and smiled, still half awake.

"Hey Allie." Tara whispered. "Will, what time is it?"

"Umm…quarter past three."

"I should probably feed her now. She's hungry." Tara said, sitting up and taking the infant into her arms. Willow sat up too, resting her head on Tara's shoulder, watching the baby hush in Tara's warm arms.

"There you go." Tara said, feeding Allie, then turning to look into Willow's beautiful green eyes. "Everything okay?"

"Sure. Why wouldn't it be?" Willow asked.

"You just seem distant. That's all, baby." Tara whispered to her lover.

"It's your imagination, Tara. I couldn't be happier. Allie's perfect. Your perfect. Everything's just perfect." Willow said smiling widely.

"Just checking." Tara whispered, kissing Willow's cheek.

"No need. I'm not going anywhere." Willow whispered in Tara's ear.

"Do you think she'll have red hair, Will?" Tara asked.

"No. I think she'll have your hair. It's too beautiful of a trait to be recessive." Willow said seductively.

"Hmmmm….but she'll have your green eyes." Tara said, pulling her shirt over herself. She sat up more, placing Alphania in Willow's arms. Willow started to pat Allie's back.

"She's, like, tripled in size since she was born." Willow said in amazement.

"Thank Goddess she tripled in size after she was born." Tara said.

"Definitely." Willow said, both laughing. Allie started to cry. Tara reached over to the end table and grabbed Allie's pacifier. She handed it to Willow.

"There you go." Willow said, putting the pacifier gently into Allie's mouth.

"You're getting pretty good at this." Tara said in astonishment.

"Yeah, well, its kinda of a hormone thing for women I guess." Willow explained.

Seconds later, there was a knock on the door. Buffy slowly opened the door and poked her head inside the room.

"Hey. Everything going okay?" Buffy asked, being motherly.

"Yeah. Everything's fine. Oh, I'm sorry! We woke you up." Tara sympathized.

"Oh no. No. I just got in from patrolling. Rough night out there. I heard the baby crying and I thought I'd see if you needed any help." Buffy said, smiling genuinely.

"That's so sweet of you, but I think we've got in under control. Besides, you need your rest." Tara said, tired, but in a good mood. When isn't she?

Finally, the baby fell asleep and so did Willow. Tara watched the two sleep softly. Tara reached over and picked Allie up as quietly and gently as she could, without waking her or Willow. She kissed Allie's soft head and walked over to the bassenette to lay her down. After tucking her daughter in, Tara walked back over to her and Willow's bed. She crawled in and snuggled up to Willow. She pulled the thick, soft quilt over Willow and herself. Before she knew it, she was asleep.