"I'd love to." Tara admitted, snuggling closer to Willow. "But is it even possible? I mean, can we…"

Willow put a comforting hand on her wife's arm, her soft smile putting Tara at ease. "We got married didn't we?"

Tara nodded.

"So if we can get married, we can have kids right?" Willow said optimistically.

"Can we?" Tara questioned.

"Sure we can." Willow said, her smile unfading. "IVF."

A small smile escaped Tara's lips as understanding set in. She looked lovingly over at her wife and slipped her arms around Willow's waist. "I'm so lucky to have you Willow."

"I'm lucky to have you." Willow agreed, pressing their lips together briefly.

"I couldn't imagine doing this with anyone but you."

"Me neither." She smiled. "And I can't wait."

"How do we do this?" Tara asked, a little worry seeping into her tone.

"Well," Willow said, "Have you ever thought about it?"

"Two might be nice." Tara mused. "They could keep each other company but it wouldn't be too much to handle. What do you think?"

Willow nodded. "Two sounds perfect."

"Are you sure we can do this?" Tara asked again, unable to escape worry.

"Hey," Willow said, pulling her wife close. "What did we say on our wedding day? What have we always said?"

"To always support you and be there for you no matter what." Tara remembered.

"It's you and me. We're in this together." Both said at the same time, squeezing one another's hands.

"Don't you forget it Baby." Willow said, pecking Tara's cheek.

"How do we do it though?" Tara asked again.

"What do you think?"

"I don't know." Tara said honestly. "Sweetie, you seem to have more ideas on it than me."

A cheeky smile passed Willow's lips. "Well it just so happens, I've got another trick up my sleeve."

Tara laughed. "What is it?"

"We'd manage. Somehow. Maybe share it, kind of. Spread the whole actually having the baby part around."

"Wow." Tara laughed. "You've really thought this out haven't you?"

Willow nodded, blushing slightly. "I guess I kinda got a little carried away there. I got excited. I've always wanted to be a mother and I already got my dream with you. Who better to bring kids up with then you? I mean I love you more…"

Smiling at Willow's nervous babbling, Tara pressed their lips together to stop it.

"I was babbling wasn't I?" Willow asked, her cheeks colouring even more.

"Just a little." Tara smiled. "But it's very cute. I wonder if one of our kids will get it."

"Maybe. You never know. One had better get those gorgeous blue eyes of yours and that beautiful long blonde hair."

Now it was Tara's turn to blush. "Whatever they get," she said, "they'll be the most beautiful kids in the world."

'And the luckiest." Willow added.

Tara looked confused.

"Well, how can they not be?" Willow asked. "With you for a mother?"

"You think I'll…"

"Of course you will Baby. You'll make the best mother in the world."