Brown Eyes Blue

Here’s the last chapter. It’s a really long but necessary.

Chapter 29

Full Circle

Tara stretches and opens her eyes slowly only to find her bed empty. She sits up with just a little difficulty, and looks around the room. She listens and then smiles as she hears the steady thumping of Kennedy working out downstairs on the heavy bag, and then her nose picks up the scent of pancakes. She starts to get out of bed but stops as she feels the first contraction hit her. Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly she waits for it to pass. When it does she places her hand on her stomach and smiles, “Is today the day little one?” She whispers softly as she gets out of bed and slips on her robe before leaving the room.

She walks to the nursery and again a smile covers her face as she touches the Winnie-the-Pooh mobile that hangs above the baby bed. Her hand then moves to her stomach and gently strokes it as she crosses the room to the rocker and sits down. She begins to hum just above a whisper.

Thirty minutes later that is where Willow finds her, napping peacefully with her hand on her stomach. The redhead smiles and then leans down to kiss her lips. As she pulls back the blonde’s soft blue eyes meet hers and they smile. “Hey-” whispers the redhead.

“Hey,” replies the sleepy woman.

“How am I suppose to fix you breakfast in bed if you’re not in bed?”

Tara leans in and kisses her again, her hands resting on her redhead’s face. “That’s sweet-” Willow helps her to her feet and they move back towards their bedroom. As they do they find Kennedy headed that way as well after her workout. “Morning,” smiles the young Slayer.

“Morning, ready for breakfast?” Asks Willow.

As their lips meet, Kennedy smiles a devilish smile. “Other things on my mind right now,” she answers.

Tara smiles, “Different kind of hungry?” She raises an eyebrow.

“You could say that,” says the brunette as she leans in to kiss her. The kiss becomes quickly passionate as lips open and close together, then tongues begin to play. Tara moans softly before she pulls away.

“You okay?" Kennedy questions, a little breathless as she licks her lips. Tara simply nods and leans to kiss Willow in much the same way. Kennedy moves behind the blonde and her hands begin to caress her back as the young Slayer presses kisses to her neck.

“Bedroom-now,” states Willow as their kiss ends. The trio continues down the hallway to their room.

A little later they lie in bed tangled together. Hands touching, lips nipping playfully as they incite need within each other. Tara’s hands work Kennedy’s tank top up and off her body with Willow’s help. The Slayer moans as her witches begin to tease her breasts bringing them to hard peaks-first with fingers and then with lips. “Like that sweetie?” Tara smiles.


“M-mmmm-” is all the Slayer manages to get out before she feels Willow slide down her body. Seconds later her shorts are gone as well as her panties. The redhead’s fingers tease wet folds as she gasps for air. “God-goddess.” Willow smiles.

Tara joins the fun as she moves down beside Willow-her fingers play now, replacing the redhead’s.

Now free to explore Willow moves to the foot of the bed. She starts at Kennedy’s toes and kisses up one leg-nipping and licking as she travels upward. Kennedy is lost in the passion-Tara’s fingers now pump inside her driving her towards release while Willow’s lips push her even closer. Kennedy moans unable to form words. As Willow’s lips find her center and her tongue strokes her swollen clit the Slayer explodes. Willow however continues to drink-riding out the convulsions with her lover.

“Re-ready for break-fast now?" Tara asks with a smile as she snuggles into her Slayer’s body.

“Not-just-yet,” says Kennedy, her breathing still ragged. “Some unfinished business.” They look down at Willow who is now making her way towards them. She kisses each of them.

Kennedy touches her redhead’s face as she nestles into her shoulder. With a wicked smile she flips the girl so that she lands between them and they begin the teasing assault on her freckled body. Tara kisses her deeply-lips opening and closing, then tongues wrestle and explore. Kennedy makes a trail down her body-fingers teasing and then lips tracing the same path. Loud moans fill the room as Willow’s senses begin to overload. “Please-” she pleads as her body writhes under their caresses.

“What do you want baby?” Asks Kennedy teasingly. “This?” She dips her tongue ring into Willow’s belly button.

“Or this,” says Tara as she plays along and slips her fingers down to brush her mound.

“T-Tara-please baby-need-”

“Maybe this?” Asks the Slayer as she begins to suckle at the redhead’s right breast.

“M-mmm-in-inside-” before she can form the words through her foggy brain as feels Tara enter her. “Yes!” She cries as the steady rhythm begins.

Kennedy looks up at the blonde as she watches her pleasure their lover. She smiles an evil smile and moves from Willow. She now spoons herself behind the blonde and presses her naked body to her. Tara looks behind her as she feels fingers tease under her robe moving southward from her breasts. “Okay?”

“Oh-yeah-” Tara’s eyes close as Kennedy’s fingers slip over her swollen stomach and between her legs.

“You sure?-if you’re not,” the words are stopped as Tara kisses her lips.

Kennedy moans at how ready her blonde is and she slowly slips two fingers inside. Tara whispers, “So-so good,” as Kennedy moves slowly within her. Tara’s focus now divided causes Willow to rock against her fingers. “Sor-ry sweetie.” She begins to move again, her pace inside Willow matching the pace Kennedy is using. After what seems like hours Tara teeters on the edge as does Willow. “Fast-ter-” she begs.

Kennedy kisses her neck, “Slow-” the gentle thrusting continues. “Trust me.”

“K-” she leans her body into Kennedy’s, her eyes closed. Her fingers however never stop. Willow is now facing her blonde, her fingers teasing bare skin as they work their way under her robe. She finds her lips and kisses her as well. “M-mmmm.” She moans as they break apart. “Love you-” she manages as she feels her body start to tense- Willow’s hand joins Kennedy’s and the rhythm increases. “Love you both.” She falls hard-her body spasming.

Willow explodes with her, “Tara-goddess-” she holds on to her lover as the blondes fingers continue to move at a faster pace driving her to the edge and over again. Kennedy holds both of them as they calm.

“Wow-” smiles the redhead as they lie tangled in the sheets.

“Ow-” exclaims Tara.

“No sweetie-wow,” restates Kennedy. They both look toward the blonde as she breaths slowly in and out.

“Tara?”

She smiles at them, “That one was stronger.”

“Stronger?” Kennedy is confused.

“Contraction-worse then the last one.” Tara informs.

“Con-what?” Kennedy is nervous.

“Relax-first babies take forever.” She kisses each of her lovers.

“You’re having and we just-Tara-” Willow tries to stop her babble but it is useless. “You should have-are you okay?”

“Will-breath-” she looks into the redhead’s eyes and smiles.

“But-” she starts but Tara’s stern look stops her. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.

“Better?” Asks Tara and Willow nods.

Kennedy scrambles from the bed and searches the closet for the hospital bag. “Let’s go-” she orders as she returns to the bed.

Tara reaches up and takes her hand pulling her back to the bed, “Kennedy-we have lots of time. It may not even be today. Let’s just shower and have breakfast.” She looks at each woman.

“Shower?” Asks Willow.

“Breakfast?” Questions Kennedy.

“Yeah-I’m hungry aren’t you?”

“Not so much no-” Kennedy shakes her head.

Tara smiles and leans in to kiss first her Slayer and then her witch. “Listen-I’m a little nervous too, but we’re ready right?” Neither answer. “I mean the nursery is finished and we have the outfit she’s coming home in picked out and packed. The doctor’s number is by the phone-” still no response from her lovers. “And she has a name-”

Willow pouts, “Which you won’t tell us-”

“But when she’s here you’ll know-” answers Tara with a smile.

“True-” Kennedy admits.

“So we’re ready-to be parents.”

Kennedy snuggles into her arms her head on her shoulder. “Parents-wow-” she looks up at Tara then to Willow.

Willow moves to snuggle with them as well, “Changes things-”

“A little,” admits Tara. “But that’s good.”

“Definitely good-” agrees Willow with a smile.

They are quiet then Kennedy speaks, “Who do you think she’ll look like?”

“Maybe a little like all of us,” says Tara.

“I hope she has your eyes,” states the redhead. “So blue-” she kisses her softly.

“And your freckles,” smiles Kennedy. Willow blushes.

Tara smiles at this and then adds, touching Kennedy’s hair, “And your hair-” she pulls her into a kiss.

“I can’t wait to see her-” Willow’s voice is soft. “Hold her-”

“You think she’ll be a Slayer?” Asks Kennedy as her hand goes to Tara’s stomach.

“Maybe-” says Tara. “Or she could be a witch,” she looks at Willow.

“Or she could be both,” says the redhead. “The prophecy.”

“Forgot about that,” says Kennedy. “Our little Supergirl-” she smiles.

“Just our little girl-” says Tara.

“What if the baby is a boy?” They both look at the young Slayer as if she’s grown a second head. “It could happen.”

“How?-no Y sweetie,” stats Tara.

“Logic-we made a baby without a guy and you want to use logic now?”

Willow is near panic- “We don’t have boy clothes.”

Tara shoots an evil look at her Slayer- “Oh-you-see what you did!” She pulls Willow tighter. “She’s just teasing Willow-”

“Will-I sorry-” Willow slaps at the Slayer and a playful wrestling match ensues.

Later Tara sits in the window and glances at her sleeping lovers. They are wrapped together-tangled in the sheets after their play fight and another round of lovemaking. She smiles and turns back to the paper she is writing on. She reads over her last words and folds the paper. She puts it inside an envelope and writes a name on the front with a smile. “Tara?” Comes a soft voice from across the room.

“I’m here sweetie-” she gets up slowly, and walks to the bed. She slips the letter in the drawer and kisses the redhead as she sits next to her.

“Why did you get up?”

“I was writing the baby a letter-” Willow looks at her unsure. “So when she’s older she’ll know what I was thinking today as I waited for her.”

“Can’t you just tell her?” Tara doesn’t answer she just presses a kiss to her redhead’s lips. “What do you say we wake the sleepy Slayer and go for a picnic in the park?” Willow smiles and nods. “Good-you wake her and I’ll get thing together.”

“You stay in bed-” she pulls the blonde down onto the mattress, “And I’ll pack the food.”

“You’re just afraid to wake her up-” Tara smiles.

“Maybe-” smiles Willow as she kisses Tara and slides out of bed. She finds a robe and leaves quietly.

Tara snuggles into the young Slayer and whispers in her ear, “I love you-” she kisses her neck and Kennedy’s eyes slowly open. “Hey you-time to get up.”

“Keep doing that-” she closes her eyes as Tara kisses her again, “And I’ll never want to leave this bed.” She smiles and raises an eyebrow.

“Time for lunch-”

“Like breakfast?” She looks at Tara and bites her own bottom lip.

“No-real food. A picnic in the park so up and to the shower.”

“Shower with me?”

“No-not this time.”

“Then I’m not getting up,” pouts Kennedy. Tara smiles and stands as she does she pulls the covers off the naked girl. “Hey-it’s cold.”

“Not in the shower now get a move on Slayer.” Tara leaves the room.

The three women spend the afternoon in the park. They feed the ducks, play on the swings and talk quietly as they relax together on a blanket by a small stream. Tara is leaning against Willow’s chest-the redhead’s arms surround her. Kennedy’s head is on the blonde’s lap. “Still having contractions?” Asks the young Slayer?

“Yeah-” says Tara softly.

“Think we should call the doctor?”

“Not yet-no pattern-and they’re still all spaced out.”

“What do you want to do?” Questions Kennedy as she turns to her back and looks up at Tara.

“This is nice,” answers the expectant mother.

“More snuggle time it is then,” states Willow who pulls her blonde closer still.

At the house hours later Willow and Kennedy seem nervous though Tara is remarkably relaxed. Her contractions are more regular but the intensity hasn’t changed.

Kennedy and Willow are sitting in each other’s arms watching Tara as she reads a magazine. Night has fallen and still Tara insists that it’s not time to call the doctor. “Should we call now sweetie?” Asks the redhead as she looks from Kennedy to Tara.

Tara smiles at her redhead and then looks at the worried young Slayer as well, “If we call the doctor and she tells you it’s not time will you let it go?” They nod in unison and the blonde can’t help but smile. “Hand me the phone.” In a flash they are at her side and Kennedy hands her the receiver.

After the call a pouting and nervous Willow sits on the couch with Tara. The blonde rests her head on Willow’s lap and is nearly asleep as the redhead strokes her hair. “Wanna go upstairs?”

“I’m good here-you?”

“Good-” they are quiet, “Tara-” she lets her words drop.

“What is it sweetie?”

“I love you-”

The blonde smiles, “I love-” she takes a deep breath as a contraction starts. She breathes through it and then takes a cleansing breath at the end.

“Stronger?”

“A little-” she composes herself and starts again. “I love you too Willow-always.”

Kennedy walks in with a tray of sandwiches and Tara smiles, “I’m not that hungry-”

Kennedy sits beside her, “I didn’t know what you wanted so I fixed one of everything.” She smiles and blushes a little.

“That’s nice,” Tara kisses her softly as she sits up and begins to eat.

Late that night the three of them are in bed. Amazingly the young Slayer and redheaded witch are sleeping soundly. Tara on the other hand is having an intense contraction. The third in the last thirty minutes. She glances at the clock as she takes a cleansing breath. She smiles at the women beside her and then kiss each. “Willow-Kennedy-wake up.” They continue to sleep. She rolls her eyes at the fact that they can sleep so soundly after worrying all day. “Willow-” she tries again louder. “Kennedy-it’s time.”

“H-hmmm-” says the younger woman as she tries to opens her eyes. “Tara?”

“The baby-” Kennedy’s eyes meet hers. “It’s time.”

“Now?” She panics as she sits up. “Now?”

“Don’t panic-we still got lots of time but we should leave.”

Willow is now awake and trying to focus. “What time is it?” She mumbles as she looks at the women.

“Time for the baby-” informs Kennedy. “Go-we need to go.” Willow gets up and so does Kennedy. As Tara starts to she has another contraction. She starts her breathing exercise and smiles as she watches her lovers run around the room unnerved.

At the hospital Tara has been examined and admitted. She has dilated to three. Willow and Kennedy nervously try to get things for her and finally with a smile she says, “Hey-got ice and water and I’m all comfy,” Willow gives her a questioning look, “Well okay until the contraction comes. Now I just need the two of you to sit here with me.”

“Just sit?” Asks Kennedy.

“Yeah-hold my hand.” Tara smiles at the woman.

“I can do that,” Kennedy smiles back as she sits down beside her.

“I know you can.” She leans in and kisses her softly. Willow sits on the other side of the blonde and takes her hand as well. “See-” Tara smiles at her redhead, “It’s okay.”

“Okay-” is Willow’s tentative reply, worry still evident in her voice. Tara kisses her too.

Six hours later there hasn’t been much progress. Tara is dilated to only four. Willow wipes her girl’s face with a wet cloth while Kennedy gets her a cup of ice. They each kiss her lips softly. Willow speaks, “Baby I think you should have the epidural.”

“I can do this-” Tara fights tears, tired and frustrated.

“Okay-” Kennedy assures with a smile and a kiss to her forehead. “We know you can-we just-we hate seeing you hurt.” At those words Tara begins to breath quicker as she feels another contraction start. “Deep breath in and let it out-” Tara follows instructions.

“Now the breathing exercise,” Willow begins and Tara follows. “That’s good-” encourages the redhead.

Four hours later the nurse is hooking Tara up to a monitor. It will allow the staff to keep track of both her heart rate and the baby’s. Willow and Kennedy stand across the room with the doctor. “She’s making progress it’s just extremely slow. She’s half way-”

“It’s been almost sixteen hours-” Willow offers. “She’s so tired.”

“That’s not an unreasonable amount of time for a first baby.”

“Really?” Asks Kennedy surprised.

The doctor smiles, “Let’s keep calm and be encouraging. I’ll let you know if you need to worry.”

“Deal-” says the youngest mother-to-be.

“Okay,” agrees Willow. The doctor leaves and they return to Tara each again sitting on the bed beside her. They see her tears. “No-don’t cry-” the redhead presses a kiss to her lips. “It’s all normal the doctor said.”

“I’m so tired-” she speaks softly trying to stop the tears.

“Close your eyes baby,” says Kennedy. Her hand strokes the blonde’s face. “Rest.”

Two hours later Tara is sitting up in a rocker. Willow kneeling in front of her is talking softly, “That’s it-cleansing breath-” Tara blows out. “Good-” Willow smiles and kisses her softly on the lips. Kennedy joins them and begins to feed the blonde ice chips.

“Mmmmm-” mumbles the mother-to-be.

“Like that Tare?”

“Feels good-cool-” she answers. Kennedy takes a piece of ice and begins to run it along Tara’s neck and across her lips. This time she moans. Willow smiles as she to gets a piece of ice and trails a path on Tara’s arms.

After another two hours Tara stands in Kennedy’s arms breathing through a contraction. The nurse had suggested a walk to maybe speed things along. They are standing a few feet from the room. “Almost over-breath-” she breathes with the blonde. “Now cleansing breath-” Tara does as she’s told. “Okay?”

“That one was stronger,” her head rests on Kennedy’s shoulder. “Oh-” she cries.

“Tare-?”

“Another one-” she begins her breathing-but can’t seem to get on top of it. “Ow-I can’t-”

“Come on-he-he-he-” she encourages and Tara calms to follow suit. “That’s it-” as the contraction ends. Kennedy kisses her temple. “Let’s get you back to bed.”

“Give me just a second-” she tries to slow her breathing.

Back in the room an hour later the doctor is again examining the blonde. “Ready to push?” She smiles.

“Really?” Asks Willow and the doctor nods.

“Definitely ready,” says Tara.

“Next contraction then-” she states.

Thirty minutes later Tara is pushing with the contraction. Willow and Kennedy are counting together. “Five-six-seven-eight-nine-ten.”

“Again,” instructs the doctor and again Tara pushes.

“Will-” Kennedy speaks softly as she sees the baby’s head start to crown.

“Goddess-” whispers the redhead.

“What’s wrong?” Asks the blonde.

“Nothing wrong-” assures Kennedy with a smile.

“We can see her head-push baby,” Willow says with tears in her eyes.

The contraction ends and Tara lies back down. Willow wipes her forehead with a wet cloth and Kennedy kisses her cheek. “It was amazing-” says the young woman.

“Need to push,” says Tara as her breathing quickens with the contraction. She pushes again and the baby’s head finally emerges.

“Good-now just pant-don’t push-” instructs the doctor as she turns the baby’s head and cleans out the mouth. “Okay-one more and she’s here.” Tara pushes and the baby arrives crying loudly.

As the doctor places her on Tara’s stomach three sets of hands reach to touch her. “She okay?” Asks Tara.

The doctor smiles, “Sounds good.”

“She’s beautiful,” whispers Willow, crying as she kisses Tara’s cheek. Her fingers trace a small arm.

“She has freckles,” smiles Kennedy as she touches the baby’s face. The young mom leans up and kisses Tara.

“Who’s going to cut the cord?” Asks the doctor.

“Ah-Kennedy?” Willow speaks.

“Both of you,” says Tara her voice soft and tired. Her eyes meet Willow’s and then Kennedy’s before resting on her daughter.

Together the Slayer and the witch cut the cord. The nurse smiles and looks at Tara. “I need to borrow her for just a few minutes.”

Tara kisses her daughter’s head, “Bye beautiful.” Tara watches as the nurse moves across the room to weigh and measure the baby. She smiles when she feels lips touch her cheeks and she looks at her lovers. “Go with her.” Willow starts to protest but nods instead. She and Kennedy walk to the baby hand-in-hand. A pained look crosses Tara’s face.

Less then ten minutes later the baby is tucked in Tara’s arms nursing contentedly. Willow and Kennedy watch still in awe of the whole day. Finally the redhead speaks softly, “So what’s her name?”

Tara smiles up at them as the baby continues to nurse, “Kenzie Rose-”

“I like it,” smiles Kennedy. She kisses the baby on the head but worry covers her face when she hears Tara gasp, “Tara?”

The blonde tries to reposition herself and the pain worsens. “Baby?” Willow moves closer.

Tara removes the baby from her breast and hands her to Willow. “Kennedy get the doctor.” The young Slayer sprints from the room and within seconds the new mothers are rushed into the hallway with the baby as the doctors treat Tara. The doors open and Tara is wheeled past them through doors marked surgery.

Willow holds the baby as she stands outside the door and Kennedy holds her-her arms wrapped around her waist. “She’ll be okay.” Kennedy tries to assure her redhead though she herself is unconvinced.

Later Kennedy holds the baby as the doctor approaches them. The Slayer in Kennedy senses the blood on her gown as Willow starts to cry. “No-” She shakes her head and leans into the younger woman.

“We couldn’t stop the bleeding-” her words fade.

Tara’s voice replaces them-as the words of the letter she had written earlier are heard:

“Kenzie Rose-I’m your mother and I love you but I must leave. It’s meant to be-” behind the words the scenes change-the hospital, the cemetery-Kennedy holding the baby in one arm and Willow in the other as tears fall. “I’ll always watch over you-” Kennedy is in the nursery changing the baby’s diaper. “Always be there to listen. Sometimes things happen and we don’t understand but be strong. In the end there’s a purpose and it’s greater than we know.” Willow sits in the rocking chair with Kenzie-or Little Mac as Faith calls her. The redhead is feeding the child and she smiles as she looks into the soft blue eyes staring back at her. She looks up at Kennedy as she feels her hand on her shoulder.

A month later Willow and Kennedy lie in bed. The baby is snuggled in her bassinet at the side. Kennedy presses a kiss to Willow’s lips. “What going on up there?” She touches the witch’s forehead.

“Just thinking?”

“About Tara?”

“I just miss her so much.” Willow’s tears start to fall.

“I do too-” she is silent. She chooses her words carefully needing the redhead but not wanting to push too hard. “I miss you too.”

“I’m right here-”Willow insists.

“Yeah-but we haven’t since-I need you Willow,” tears fill the younger woman’s eyes. “Some times I feel like without her there’s no us.”

“No-no that’s not true-I love you.” She presses a kiss to Kennedy’s lips. “I love you.”

“Show me-” her eyes meet Willow’s. Hesitantly Willow leans forward and kisses her lips. “I love you.”

“Love you-” she mumbles around another kiss. Hands begin to caress and soon clothes disappear. As her lips move to the tanned skin of the brunette’s neck she smiles at the soft moan it causes. Her hands begin to explore the firm planes of her body. Alabaster fingers against dark skin such a contrast she thinks as her mind races with thoughts as always.

Always-always, her thoughts drift-lips on her shoulder, gentle kisses as her hands touch soft skin, rounded curves and she smiles. She arches against the lips as they move lower and she can’t stop the moan that escapes-loud, primal as she feels them encircle her right breast.

As the lips leave the cold steel of the tongue ring caresses her skin and she shivers. It trails a path between her breasts to her belly button and she is lost as she pulls the tanned body closer. Her fingers trace the strong muscles of her back as she holds on so close to falling.

Above her blonde hair cascades down soft shoulders as she caresses the redhead. Her hand drops lower still teasing the inside of her thigh- “Please-” the witch moans. Not wanting things to end just yet she does the same to the other side coming so close but never touching her where she needs, wants her to. “Baby-”

Strong fingers caress freckled skin and then stop-the redhead looks up into brown eyes, the love there so strong, their lips meet in an intense kiss as she entangles her fingers in the brunette locks and the game is over. The steel ring strokes her tongue causing her to moan uncontrollably. While she is lost in the sensation the brunette explores her folds with her fingers. As she enters her the redhead cries out and begins to move with her.

The soft fingers set a slow pace driving her closer. She curls her fingers slightly and she feels her tense around them. “So close-” whispers the blonde as she continues the movement leaning down for a kiss. Lips open and close to the rhythm of her fingers.

As the brunette picks up the pace she tries to regulate her breathing- “Look at me-” the redhead forces her eyes open and again they meet love filled brown. “I love you.”

“A-always b-baby-” is her breathy reply as she begins to tremble. Her body becomes racked with spasms she can’t begin to control the fingers move faster continuing to drive her farther. “O-oh-o- goddess-” She explodes and cries out- “Kennedy!”

Her eyes meet Kennedy’s and they smile. “Wow-” the Slayer pants still unable to put together words. “Amazing-” she tries again but still isn’t able to complete her thought. Finally she asks,“You feel it?”

“Pretty sure-” Willow kisses her shoulder with a smile.

“No-not that-” Kennedy grins, but then tries to explain. “She was here.”

“Yeah-” she becomes sullen. “I’m sorry I think it was my fault.”

“No-I think it’s where she should be. She’s a part of us Willow-a part of Kenzie. I don’t want to lose that.”

“We won’t-it’s for always.”

Kennedy kisses her softly, “Always.” They snuggle together and hold each other tightly.

The mobile now hooked to the bassinet moves gently-an unseen wind brushing against it-"Always." It whispers.


The End




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