The Calm Before The Chaos
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, but I do own Sophie :)
AN: This arc will probably be the last, but don't worry, I already have another sequel planned. Some of the chapters in this arc are my favourite that I've written, so I hope you enjoy them.
Three months went by. Connor returned from L.A, greeted by a ecstatic Dawn. Willow and Tara began making more plans for the baby's arrival, and Sophie celebrated her fourth birthday, her first with her family. Neither one of her parents knew Sophie's real birthday, and neither did Sophie herself, so after some consideration they had settled on the day that a nameless, homeless, frightened little girl with flaming red hair and wide blue eyes had crashed into Willow's leg while fleeing from demons a year ago. Willow and Tara had pulled out all the stops for their daughter's birthday party, wanting the day to be memorable enough to make up for missing her first three birthdays, a sentiment which had been shared by all Scoobies and Scooby allies. Illyria even sent a card which had read: Sophie, I hope you find the celebration of the day of your birth enjoyable. Signed, your friend Illyria, God-King of the primordium. A week later, the Scoobies celebrated Willow's birthday, a double celebration, as it also happened to be the anniversary of Tara's resurrection. From Buffy and Faith's perspective however, the day was a triple celebration, as it also marked the first anniversary of their relationship. The anniversary held special significance for Faith as it was the longest relationship she'd ever had. And for the first time in her life, it didn't scare her at all.
One perfect Cleveland morning, Tara lay propped up on one elbow, watching Willow sleep. She had been watching her wife for an hour. She loved watching her sleep, and was reluctant to wake her up, but it had to be done. They had something very important to do today, after all. She would have let her wife sleep in a little longer while she got ready herself, but Willow's arms locked tightly around her waist made moving near impossible.
"Willow" she said quietly. There was no response. "Wil-low" she repeated in a sing-song voice, smiling. Willow shifted, frowning slightly, but still did not wake. Tara leaned down, placing a kiss on her wife's forehead, nose, and finally, lips. Willow stirred now, and Tara smiled. Willow pouted.
"No fair! You know I can't resist smoochies!"
"You have to get up, Will. We've got an ultrasound appointment today, remember? Don't you want to see the baby?"
"Of course I do!" cried Willow, her eyes lighting up. She leapt out of bed and searched around for some clothes, while Tara moved over to the dresser and began brushing her hair. When Willow had dressed, she walked up behind her wife, wrapping her arms around her waist. "You're starting to show a little now" she smiled, laying a hand on the tiny baby bump that was so far noticeable to only her.
"Yep, it begins" Tara sighed dramatically, though she was grinning on the inside. "Soon I'll blow up like a balloon."
"Maybe, but you'll be the world's most beautiful balloon" said Willow, kissing Tara's cheek.
A little while later, Willow and Tara sat in their local OB/GYN's waiting room, waiting for their appointment. One or two people gave them strange, sometimes dirty looks, but they ignored them. They had nothing to be ashamed of, they were no different than any other expectant parents. Eventually, they were called into the doctor's office.
"This'll feel a little bit cold" the doctor smiled, squirting some gel onto Tara's stomach. He then turned on the monitor and began searching around a bit. "There we go" he said eventually, pointing at the monitor. "There's your baby, see?"
"Wow" said Willow, gazing in awe at the image of the tiny humanoid figure on the screen. "We did that"she whispered to her soulmate, quiet enough that the doctor couldn't hear. Tara smiled, giving her wife's hand a squeeze.
Later, as the pair left the doctor's office, Willow stared at the small print-out she clutched tightly in her hand, unable to tear her eyes away from it.
"That's our baby, Tara" she smiled, wrapping her free arm around her lover's waist. "Isn't she beautiful?"
"Yeah, she is" Tara smiled back.
"And now we're sure she's a she! I mean, I know we were pretty sure before because Sophie told us and Cordelia told her but now we're really really sure. And we heard her heartbeat, and she waved her little arm, and she's perfect and oh I love her so much even though she hasn't even been born yet.." Willow's babble was cut off when Tara pulled her into into a kiss as they reached their car.
"I love her too, Will" Tara grinned. "Now let's go home and let her big sister see her." Little did they know of the chaos they would find when they got there...