ShadowSaiyan316: I'm back and ready to work. Sorry to start something new but my imagination wont let me drop this Idea so here we go warning slight plot hole.

Abandoned

Son Chi-Chi mother, wife, and friend has had enough. As the black haired woman stared into the on coming storm seven mystical orbs gathered at her feet and what should be a small bundle of joy in her arms watched as the perfect back drop came into her picture as the dark gray nearly black storm fully blanketed the air she spoke " By your name I summon you Shenron,"

From the seven mystic dragonball a bolt of light shot threw into the air before crackling amoungst the heavens, filling the already dark sky with energy as the Eternal Dragon ermerged from his eternal slumber, "You who have gathered the seven dragonballs, I shall grant you any two wishes within my power,"

As the mother of two watched the eternal dragon she wonder how had it come to this, looking down at the new born baby Goten she sighed in remembrance, HIM her lazy, selfish, bastard of husband Son Goku, He had driven her the end the edge of the abyss thanks to his ten years of life altering and selfish decisions and his latest one, his last one had finally pushed her beyond her breaking point.

9 Months Ago

As the battle with the killer android Cell was over and done and now the Z-fighters were each returning to there individual homes, only one small problem in the Son household. As Chi-Chi sat on here sofa rocking back and forth, her face stained with dried tears her eyes blood shot, nerves shot as she waited on the return of her husband and son.

Knock -Knock

Chi-Chi was at the door faster than her husband could eat, upon opening the door the young mother was greeted with the sigh of her son, war torn son stood at the door step his head hung lo like a whipped dog, he was missing the left shoulder of his gi with a light scar on shoulder.

"Gohan my baby your alive, o my god your alive," the distraught mother thought wrapping her baby boy and 'only' son into a tight death grip with enough force the young half saiyan was on the verge of passing out.

After releasing her son and allowing oxygen to return to his lungs she immediately began gushing over his battle scar the one thing Dende couldn't heal "O sweet what happened to your shoulder," Looking at Gohan expectantly with a look that said ' You'd better get speaking or else' Gohan told her he took an energy blast for Vegeta from Cell, Chi-Chi began one of her Legendary Super rants all the while threatening Goku with the Saiyan destroyer known as the 'Frying Pan of Doom'

Chi-Chi's POV

I watched as my soon cringed of epic proportion when I mention his father when something accrued to me, where was my husband?

"Gohan where's Goku" I watched as my son's head dropped his eyes flashing threw a number of emotions. Shame, anger, self-loathing, sadness, and pride: Once his internal conflict was done Gohan gave me small smile and told me the story from start to finish and when all was said and done it felt that my heart had been ripped out stopped on and ran over by lawn mower.

My husband was dead and whats worst he had chosen to remain dead instead of returning to the land of the living and her there little family. That bastard had chosen Death and adventure over me and his son, what the fuck was wrong with that man.

My mind couldn't processes that my husband was dead and had chosen death over us and me I thought things couldn't be any worse, I was wrong.

Because two months later I found out how wrong I could be.

At first two to three weeks later I tried to move on attempt life as normal, ok maybe I might have ripped a few pictures out of the album, taken a few photos of the wall of my late husband and a few home movies and some of his casual clothes but hey it's therapeutic.

Gohan was scared and didn't make a peep, not that I could blame him my son or not in the mood I was in I might have torn him a new one to, hell my mood was so bad I sent to my father's palace in order to escape my wrath.

Finally by the third week I calmed down enough to allow my son and father back into the house and life returned to normal, with the Earth back into a time of peace my Gohan could finally study in peace with that man barging in with some new excuse to get Gohan to train and while he kept training for the first month and half he slowly began to slow down before crashing into a complete halt.

But as quickly as the normalcy returned it was gone again, I as one morning on cool November morning my stomach felt like it was going to explode and at first I assumed that it was an upset stomach or bad gastric reflex.

Again I was wrong because that feeling never went away in fact it only got worse, it went from a mild pain to feeling like I was punched by Super Saiyan Goku.

And then whats worst Gohan caught me puking my brains out when I couldn't make to the bathroom upstairs, after that my own son dragged me kicking and screaming to the family doctor all the while muttering about me having to kis and one felt saiyan.

When he said that my heart dropped on a way one ticket strait to hell, I couldn't be he, he was dead died four months back so there's know way I could be preg- pregnant, right, right.

And for what felt like the one hundredth time I Son Chi-Chi was wrong.

A/N: So how was it don't be afraid to really tell me what you think

Shadow Saiyan Out.