Misty walks into the nursery they are still putting together and sees the supreme holding one of the stuffed bears in her hand as she looks out the window. Misty walks over to the other witch, and rests her head on the blonde's shoulder.
"Are ya' okay?"
"Yes." She answers softly, before turning to see Misty in a white gown that extended out where her baby bump had grew large now that she was nine months pregnant. "I'm just thinking."
"What 'bout?"
"Us, the baby, and our future."
"And what do ya' see in the future?"
"You and me with our little girl. Taking her to dance classes or soccer games. Then, as she gets older how she'll get interested in boys, and all the drama that comes with that." The supreme giggles, "and how amazing you'll be as a mother."
Misty smiles down at the shorter blonde. "I can't wait for that too, darling."
For a few minutes they stand there enjoying the peaceful quiet they know they will lose after the baby is born. Misty looks around the room, seeing the walls painted a light purple, her crib ready, and toys scattered around the room. She has a dresser full of clothes and diapers ready for when she arrives; all the need now is a name for the little one.
Later that day Misty lays outside in the sun. Enjoying the cool breeze that autumn brings to the sunny day. With her eyes closed, she feels the sun being blocked, which makes her open her blue hues. She looks up to see Cordelia with a glass of tea.
The supreme sits at the edge of the chair while the Cajun sits up. "Are you enjoying the weather?"
"Yes. It feels amazin' out here."
"I'm glad." The blonde rests her head on Misty's shoulder.
"Dee, I see you're thinking 'bout somethin'. What's up?"
"I've just been thinking a lot about names for her. We haven't really talked about that yet." She explains.
"Well, I like a few names." Misty looks to her lover and sees that Cordelia is nodding for her to continue. "Daisy, Lola, or Phoebe."
"I like Daisy, and Phoebe."
"Have ya' thought 'bout any names?"
"Yeah, I like Vivendel-which is the Latin term for honeysuckle, then I like Hazel or Willow, even Rowan."
"I like Vivendel, or Hazel." Misty smiles.
"Phoebe Goode-Day, Daisy Goode-Day, Vivendel Goode-Day, or Hazel Goode-Day."
"Goode-Day?" Misty furrows her brows.
"Yeah, both of our last names. Since we're both her mother's she should have both of our names. So, if one day..." Cordelia stops, thinking that she might be thinking too far into the future.
"One day, what?"
"If one day we get married..." She bites her lip and looks down at the grass beneath them.
"Dee, look at me." Misty's hand cups Delia's chin. "I would love for one day to get married, especially to ya'. I know ya' first one wasn't so great, but I'll make it up for ya'. I'll treat ya' like a queen, which I mean ya' kind of are, since you're the supreme, an-" Misty was cut off by her lovers lips on her own to silence her from rambling on anymore.
"God, how did I get so lucky?"
"Whatcha mean?"
"You, you're everything I've ever wanted in a partner, and you're giving me the best gift ever." Cordelia explains.
"Well if it means anything I want her as much as ya' do. I've always wanted to be a Momma."
The supreme smiles wildly. "I have too."
"I love ya, Dee."
"I love you, too, Misty."
{Guy's I am going to ask you guys to choose a name for the baby on here and on twitter. I am going to run a poll with the names and leave it going for two days or so. The winning name with be the name of the Goode-Day baby. –E}
