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Five Years Later
Buffy slams into the hospital running full tilt and sliding to a stop, banging into the admittance desk. “Tara Maclay-Summers… Where is she?”
“She’s with the doctor in Delivery room 3…” The nurse states pulling it up before starting to say something else before noticing that the small ball of energy had already disappeared and left a swinging door in her wake. “Are you family?” The nurse finally questions the empty space, shaking her head.
***
Buffy flies up the stairs to the birthing rooms. The two women having decided to have their child in more of a normal setting than the usual clinical delivery rooms. Hurrying down the hallway, Buffy pushes open the door cautiously as she feels the pain and anger coming from her lover.
“GET YOUR ASS IN HERE, SLAYER!” Tara screams her face flushed red as she bears down and pushes, their daughter wanting to be born.
Buffy whimpers and hurries in, grabbing Tara’s hand and looking down at the Obstetrician as she winks at her.
“About time you made it. She’s having this baby girl in record time.” Doctor Lane chuckles as she looks at the head already crowning, Tara having only been in labor for a little over two hours.
“She knew she’d better get here, or her ass would be kicked across the country back to that FUCKING CRATER!” Tara screams as another major pain rips through her body.
Buffy whimpers as Tara’s grip on her hand literally makes her knuckles crack. “Tara, honey, breathe, like we practiced.” Buffy whispers softly, her eyes shadowed as she feels the pain coming from her lover, silently wondering if this is normal.
“Fuck your breathing! Next kid, you’re having!” Tara takes a deep breath and bears down as the next contraction hits.
“Uh, uh.” Buffy mumbles, her eyes wide and face pale as she looks from her lover’s face up to the mirror angled to show their baby’s birth. “She’s got my hair.” Buffy whispers in awe as she watches the head come out and the baby cry while the doctor eases the baby the rest of the way out, cleaning and suctioning the baby’s passages.
Tara whimpers and collapses back against the bed. “Bottled or real?” Tara pants heavily, her eyes looking at her lover.
“Funny.” Buffy grumbles, pressing a quick kiss to her lover’s lips before holding her hands eagerly out for her baby.
“Hey, grimy paws, clean up first.” The doctor admonishes, tilting her head to the sink, smiling as Buffy takes off like a shot. Working with the New Watcher’s Council was definitely an interesting experience. Getting to know the two women that are now in the birthing room with their daughter a definite learning experience. The un-believability of them having a daughter between them with no donor still boggles her mind, though she knows it shouldn’t. “Here, mama.”
Tara smiles lovingly at the little pink bundle of joy the doctor hands her. Digging into the blanket, she pulls a little hand out checking all the little fingers before working her way through the other extremities as Buffy stops to cut the umbilical cord.
“Everything all there?” Buffy questions softly, tilting her head down to brush against Tara’s as she looks at her daughter, smiling.
“All her fingers and toes accounted for, and nothing extra, either.” Tara’s eyes twinkle as she looks at her lover. “You did good, love.”
“We did.” Buffy whispers gently grasping a hand, grinning as their daughter wraps her fingers around her and squeezes firmly. “She’s got a grip on her.”
“She takes after her mommy.” Tara accepts the kiss Buffy places on her lips. “What kept you?”
Buffy sighs and rolls her eyes. “Damn cell phone died.”
“Died or got crunched?” Tara questions, laughing at the guilty look crossing her lover’s face. “Who found you?”
“Faith believe it or not.” Buffy grins at Tara. “Seems she made one of the Coven members do a location spell on where I was after finding out that no one knew where I was and she ran me down. I left her in the dust. She was on the phone calling Willow, Xander and everyone else to let them know you’re here.” Buffy’s gaze turns back to their daughter who’s sleeping quietly. “Jessica Anne Maclay-Summers is sleeping already.”
Tara feels the tears coming to her eyes as she always does when she thinks about Buffy having insisted on naming their daughter after her mom. Anne being named after Buffy and her own mother, as both had Anne as a middle name.
“Let us borrow the little bundle of joy to get all the necessities taken care of.” Doctor Lane smiles down at the baby.
“You behave for the Doctor, Jess.” Buffy whispers softly, brushing her lips over her forehead before gently taking her daughter and handing her to the doctor as she and the nurse slide into the weighing room. Turning back to Tara, Buffy slowly relaxes as she looks down into her lover’s tired eyes. “I never would have believed this would have happened five years ago.” Buffy whispers, gently brushing the sweaty hair from her lover’s cheek.
“Five years ago, you wouldn’t have believed that the world literally has thousands of slayers patrolling it and working together to control the demon population, either.” Tara smiles softly at her wife, thankful that times have changed and other than when she ran Buffy off when she was being extra grumpy, ‘like tonight’ she silently thinks, with the pregnancy, she always had other slayers to patrol with so nobody normally gets seriously hurt.
“Nope.” Buffy looks intently at Tara for a few minutes, before leaning in to kiss her softly. “I’m retiring for good, Tara.” Buffy whispers admittedly, watching the surprise and shock crossing Tara’s face. “I would like Jessica to grow up in a normal household, without all the insanity that is our lives. What do you think?” Buffy nibbles on her bottom lip worriedly.
“Oh, love.” Tara wraps her hand around Buffy’s neck and pulls her down to kiss her thoroughly, before releasing her after a few minutes to the quiet cough coming from the nurse bringing Jess back into the room. “Maybe in a couple years Jess can have a baby sister to keep her company then.”
Buffy’s eyes widen in surprise and shock as she accepts their baby, cradling her carefully in her arms. “You were just…” Buffy whimpers quietly.
“Pain of childbirth. After the baby is born, the women usually are fine and forget all about it.” The nurse explains, chuckling at the shocked look on the petite blonde’s face.
Tara watches as a slow, beautiful smile crosses Buffy’s face as she looks down at their daughter, gently brushing noses with her. Sighing quietly in contentment at the feeling of completeness, Tara relaxes and falls asleep after the strenuous activity of having their daughter. Dreaming of a house filled with laughing girls ranging from anywhere with white-blonde hair to dark brown hair with blue and hazel eyes.
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The End
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