Lovely Readers. I realize it has been a while. Please forgive the delay. New chapter is here for your enjoyment. =) Again thank you for all of the people have commented and reviewed as well as given me more insight on both families. Please keep it all coming because it makes my day.

Chapter 4

Naya's POV

You're at the nurses station, filling out the last minute paperwork you need to sign Heather and the baby out. Every time you finish it seems like they have one more thing for you to sign. It makes you agitated because it seems like there is more paperwork involved getting out than there was getting in. You breath a sigh of relief when you're finally scribbling your last signature.

You turn around just in time to see your wife being pushed out in the wheelchair and your daughter in her arms. She smiles at you and you're beaming from ear-to-ear at her and the baby. Mama Morris dropped off Kaylin's car seat this morning before she left to return to your home to help your mom with the welcome home dinner. Heather has no idea about it yet but you know she has been looking forward to seeing her sisters and it was confirmed a few minutes ago that your sister and brother just picked them up from the airport and are on the way back to your house.

"Ready to blow this popsicle?" You say.

"Oh my god yes!" She says with such enthusiasm as she can muster while laughing at the question you just asked.

You lean down to kiss her with a smile as you take over for the nurse and begin to push the wheelchair out towards the parking lot.

"I'll be right back, I'm just gonna go bring the car around." You say to your wife and plant a soft kiss to her temple.

She nods as you make your way over to the far end of the parking lot to get the SUV.

Heather's POV

You watch your wife walk off to get the car for a moment before you return your attention back down to your daughter who is fast asleep in your arms. You smile brightly, reaching up to run your fingers through her thick head of hair. Of course you were the one who gave birth to her but she looks so much like Naya to you with all that hair and the fact that skin tone is a slight shade darker than your own.

You were so happy that Naya agreed to take part in the experimental trials for the stem cell reproductive process and also just to make sure you used Naya's eggs as well. You couldn't be more happy with the fact that she is biologically both of yours and you didn't have to use a donor. You know that Naya would always be her mother as well and that your wife would never look at Kaylin any different if you had to use a donor but you're so happy it didn't come to that.

"She's beautiful." A voice brings you out of your thoughts and you look to the right to an elderly woman, probably in her late 60's or so, sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at you and your daughter.

You smile back. "Thank you."

"What's her name dear?"

"Kaylin." You say happily as you glance back down at your daughter.

"What a pretty name, she has your facial features but not your hair color or skin tone. Bet that came from her dad." She says and you freeze for a moment.

"From her other mom actually." You say kindly, pulling your daughter a little closer instinctively because you aren't sure how the woman will react.

"Oh, so you adopted her then?" She asks kindly.

"Umm, no ma'am. I gave birth to her. I used my wife's stem cells to replicate the reproductive process."

"Your wife? But won't your daughter need a father?" She asks you, it's not rude but her demeanor changed slightly as she took in the new information.

You think for a moment, not exactly prepared for this question and not entirely sure how to answer.

"Well, we have very close male family and friends in our lives so she won't not have older men in her life, but she has two parents who love her very much. It's not really a requirement to have a father." You answer. You aren't 100% positive if that made sense and you didn't want to make it seem like you were against her having a father but it's just your situation.

"I see. I'm sorry dear I don't mean to be rude or seem like I'm butting into your life, I'm just curious."

You give her a kind smile, not exactly sure where she is in her thought process with all of this.

Your wife pulls up in front of you and you're grateful. She hops out of the SUV and walks around to you with a wide smile. She opens the door to the back seat where Kaylin's car seat is situated and then makes her way over to you. "You ready to go baby?"

You nod happily as you hand your daughter to Naya. She cradles her carefully and takes her over to the open door to place her gently in the car seat and buckling her snuggly in place. You see your wife plant a soft kiss on Kaylin's head before she shuts the door and opens yours. Naya makes her way over to you and helps you out of the wheelchair. You're still extremely sore from the cesarean and you aren't on the pain killers anymore so the pain is starting to settle, making it a little uncomfortable to move.

"Easy sweetheart." Naya says softly as she slowly helps you to your spot in the front seat. She takes your seatbelt and loosens it enough and places a folded blanket to pad underneath the lap belt so it won't rub against your incision sight. You smile at her. She thinks of everything.

"Psst." Getting her attention she looks up from the final adjustment she made to look at you questionably to see what you wanted. You smile and tap your lips with your index finger. She giggles and smiles at you before leaning in slowly to give you a sweet and loving kiss. "Thank you." You say.

"For what? Kissing you? Honey, if I could I would be permanently attached to your lips." She laughs out making you laugh in return.

"Well yes, but not just for that. For being your amazing self. You're so good to me. I don't know how you do it most times. You put up with my crazy and I know it was even worse when I was pregnant."

"I'll always be here to take care of you my love. Both you and Kaylin. You two are the most important people in my life. I love you both so much." She says honestly. You can't help but smile and shake your head slightly at how lucky you feel to have such an amazing wife.

You reach up and gently caress her cheek with the back of your fingers. You tuck one of her stray bangs behind her ear and move your palm back to pull her neck slowly to bring your lips together. The thought of being permanently attached to her lips runs through your mind. That sounds like an awesome idea because Naya's kisses are amazing.

"And we love you. I love you so much." You say and you scrunch you nose against hers, giving her an Eskimo kiss before giving her another real one. You can tell she is blushing again. You always know even if it isn't really showing that bad this time. You think it's adorable. You know she isn't good with compliments. She doesn't usually know how to react to them.

She smiles at you through the window as she closes the door and gives you a wink before making her way around the car and into the drivers seat. As she pulls away, you glance out of the window and see the little old woman smiling at you and gives you a nod. You silently thank her with a smile for not passing judgment so quickly on your family. You guess she could see how truly wonderful Naya is and that, while your family is slightly different from the majority of straight relationships, all of the love and respect is there and that Kaylin will have two amazing parents to love and take care of her.

Naya's POV

"Nay?" You hear your wife ask.

"Hmm?" You glance over at her and she's smirking at you.

You raise a questioning brow before returning your eyes to the road. What did I have something on my face? You think.

"You know it's going to take us 3 hours to get home at this rate, right?" She's laughing at you.

"What are you talking about?"

"Babe, you're holding up traffic. The cars have been honking for the past three miles since we left the hospital." She reaches over to grab your right hand off of the steering wheel and entwines your fingers. "You can drive a little faster sweetheart. She won't brake, I promise."

You sigh. You didn't think you were going that slow. Then you look up in your rearview and you're pretty positive the entire L.A. population is basically behind you honking. You humor your wife and glance to your speedometer to get up to the speed limit.

You pull into the pharmacy parking lot down the street from your house and jump out to grab your wife's pain killers and her antibiotics before making your way back out to the car.

"Here you go babe. The lady said one antibiotic twice a day and one painkiller every 6 hours as needed but to make sure you have some food in your system before you take the painkillers. You can take the first antibiotic tonight before we go to bed."

"Thank you." She says with a smile and leans over to give you a peck on the cheek. You smile before putting the car in gear and driving the half mile to your house.

You hit the button on the upper console panel for the garage door and pull in next to Heather's car before shutting off the engine and making your way around to help your wife out before moving to the back seat to get your daughter.

You smile at her sleeping form as you gently pull her up, letting her head cradle into your neck and holding her firmly with one arm holding her back and your forearm supporting her weight under her butt.

"Let me take the diaper bag baby." Heather says, motioning to your shoulder for the strap.

"You sure?" You ask.

She chuckles at you. "I'm sure Nay. If I can carry her I can carry a diaper bag."

You think for a second. You know Heather can do that but you don't want her to strain herself, even with the slight amount of weight.

"You're really cute when you're all protective, you know that?" Your wife says to you with a knowing smile.

"Can you blame me?" You smile. She shakes her head at you and leans in to give you a kiss. You willingly accept it and you deepen it slightly as you tilt your head, letting her tongue slip between your lips.

"Mmm. Definitly the best kisses… ever." She says to you as she rests her forehead against yours.

"Right back at ya." You smile.

"Cheese ball."

You shrug the shoulder that isn't occupied by your daughter. "You love me anyways." Stating playfully.

She chuckles. "I do indeed."

You back away and let her shut the back door to the SUV and make your way into the house. Heather has no idea that everyone is here for dinner because they all parked their cars down the street.

Heather's POV

You walk inside, setting the diaper bag on the couch and turn on the living room lights to all of your family and friends. There are pink streamers flowing from the ceiling and a huge banner in the background saying 'Welcome Home Kaylin' and underneath in slightly smaller letters with an offset font 'Congratulations Mommies!'

"Surprise!" Everyone says together but more in a loud whisper as to not scare the baby.

Your hand finds it's way over your mouth as you take in the scene around you. Your mom is standing with Naya's mother along with Nickayla, Mychal, and Naya's Dad. Lea, Dianna, Kevin, Ashley, Vanessa, Mark, Chris, and Amber are spread out around the room. As you let your eyes wander around everyone there, you spot your sisters Crystal and April along with Crystal's husband Derek, there as well and you silently let the tears fall.

"Welcome home baby." Naya whispers to you with a smile. You turn your head and plant a loving kiss to her lips.

"Thank you so much." You know that Naya, along with both of your mothers were able to get everyone together and also had something to do with helping your sisters get out to Los Angeles.

It's been almost a year since you've seen Crystal and even longer since you've seen April. April didn't quite take the news about you and Naya very well. She kept quite about it and was still civil to you both but it sort of caused a rift to form between you two that was never really repaired. She didn't come to your wedding. She respectfully declined the invitation and you only talk on the phone every so often or see each other when you are all able to have everyone together for holidays. You aren't certain how Naya got her to come but you are grateful. You hope that someday she will be able to accept your marriage and want to be closer with you again.

You move into the living room towards your friends and family. You start the round of hugs and greetings as Naya walks further into the room to show off the new addition to the Rivera/Morris clan.

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Mark, Kevin, Derek, and Mr. Rivera are all out on the back porch grilling up the steaks while your mom, April, Mrs. Rivera, Lea, and Dianna are in the kitchen working on the side dishes and desserts. Naya, Vanessa, Amber, Ashley, and Chris are all looking at the skin-to-skin photos of Kaylin and the two of you right after Kaylin was born along with the family photos taken while everyone was visiting the hospital. You are talking to Crystal happily as she holds her niece.

You smile as Kaylin is studying your sister intently and Crystal is making funny faces at her.

"I'm so glad that you're here Cris." You say happily.

"Me too Sis. I'm so proud of you. You have and you still are making your dreams come true and I couldn't be more happy for you and Naya." She says sincerely.

You smile brightly at her as she returns her attention to your daughter, giving her a light kiss and looking at you seriously.

"Have you talked to April lately?"

You sigh, look over to the kitchen to where your older sister is sitting and downcast your gaze as you shake your head sadly.

Crystal stands slowly and moves towards you. She gently lays a now sleeping Kaylin in your arms and looks you in the eye.

"You should… soon." Is all she says before placing a kiss to your head and moving to walk back to the kitchen.

You gaze down at your daughter, sighing once more. You hope that whatever is between you and April that you can find a way to move past it. This fracture in your relationship has grown so much over the years that it's hard to think of all the things that you have both missed in each others lives. All the things you wish you could have shared with her and all of the things you wish you knew about her life.

You go to move to join your family and friends in the kitchen when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look at it for a moment before looking up into almost equally blue eye's as your own, a small smile gracing her lips but you know it doesn't reach all the way to her eyes. It's like something is missing and you can't place it exactly. You take a deep breath.

"April…?"

"Hey."

Thoughts?