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One year ago a dreadful fight took place with Majin Laurel; the fight that managed to end the life of Goten, run off Trunks, and leave Goku missing in action. Now, with the help of the Namekian Dragon Balls, Bulma has been wished back to Earth, Goten has been wished back to life, and the city has been restored. Time has managed to heal the wounds of the Z warriors, but has also managed to create new ones.

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Bulma sat at the window cradling what had to have been created back on Namek; a decision she would only regret if Vegeta were to ever find out. Bulma glanced away from the sunset and down at baby Alexia. It had been Vegeta's idea to name the baby… which added to Bulma's guilt. Vegeta thought the name would be fitting as he was adamant that she would protect the galaxy when he was too old.

Bulma slowly rocked her back and forth even though she had been asleep for quite some time. Bulma glanced back out the window once more, her thoughts beginning to creep in and out of her mind.

That night on New Namek had been romantic, genuine; both their feelings for each other real, despite the obvious mind control side effects. Her eyes suddenly began to water at the thought of Goku; he had given her a child and possibly wouldn't be returning to father it. Of course, he wouldn't be fathering it anyway, but at least he could still be there.

Bulma glanced down at Alexia, admiring her beauty. Bulma was glad the baby was a girl; she had always wanted one and now, at least, Alexia would grow up to be her likeness. Bulma didn't even want to think about what Vegeta would do if he were to find out.

Bulma then remembered back to when Vegeta had started questioning her about it. He wanted to know why she was on New Namek for so long, why was Goku there with her, blah, blah, blah. Almost all day, every day, he'd be pestering her about it.

Luckily, she was able to calm him down enough and get him in bed… more than usual, actually. That definitely calmed him down and when she got pregnant, he was ecstatic. Of course, in old Vegeta fashion, he never let anyone know, but Bulma could tell… and it only made her feel worse.

Bulma stood up from her chair and placed Alexia in her crib. She smiles, kissed her on the forehead, and slowly left the room. Vegeta was automatically at her side, his skeptic gaze burning a hole in her.

"Are you sure Alexia will be fine?" Vegeta asked, sincerely nervous.

"Don't even go there, Vegeta," Bulma retorted.

"Don't give me orders, woman! All I did was ask a simple question!" Vegeta yelled.

Bulma cupped her hand over Vegeta's mouth and gave him a nasty look, "If you wake her up you're spending the next few hours with her."

"It will not be done, woman. I must spend my time in the gravity room. During the fight a long time ago Laurel said that her master was coming. I must be stronger for his arrival," Vegeta explained, his face turning red.

Bulma rolled her eyes, "Vegeta that was a year ago. So don't think you can use that as an excuse not to take care of your daughter, bucko."

Vegeta sneered, "Woman, I will do as I damn well please. Just be thankful that I listen to you as much as I do."

Bulma smiled, knowing that it was an apology. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him.

"Woman, what are you- Vegeta was suddenly cut off as Bulma pressed her lips firmly against his. She waited and slowly but surely Vegeta began to return the kiss.

Bulma couldn't help but indulge for as long as Vegeta would let her; he was truly the man she loved. Finally, Vegeta broke away, but kept his eyes locked with hers. Bulma could almost see a smile on his face, almost.

Finally, Vegeta back up and replaced his warm facial expression with a cold blank one. "That shall be all for you, tonight. I have training to do," Vegeta said as he shuffled past Bulma with the demeanor of a true Saiyan Prince.

Bulma smiled and glanced back at Vegeta, "I love you too." Vegeta turned his and nodded; his only sign of acknowledgement whenever she mentioned the word. Bulma then walked down the hallway opposite Vegeta and decided she needed to go ahead and make him dinner before his training was done.

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Goten sat back on the bench outside the ice cream parlor with Laurel. It was now the normal date for Thursday nights: a trip to the movies, a walk down to the ice cream parlor, and then a walk back home. Laurel had lived with him and his family ever since she was taken over by the Majin force. It had taken his mom some getting used to, but with Gohan and Videl living their now, she warmed up to the idea pretty quick.

Goten licked his ate another spoonful of his ice cream and glanced over at Laurel. "So, the ice cream good?" Goten asked with a smile.

Laurel, though, didn't return the smile, "You ask me that every Thursday. Let's do something different this time."

Goten raised an eyebrow, "Like what?"

Laurel smiled at him, "Follow me." Laurel then jumped from her seat, dropped her ice cream, and ran to the alley beside the ice cream parlor.

Goten jumped up, dropping his own ice cream in the process, and quickly followed her. Suddenly, a burst of white lit up in the alley and struck off into the night sky. Goten smiled and shot off after her; the same white aura around him.

"You think you can keep up?" Laurel said, flying backwards in front of him.

"You're not a super human anymore, baby," Goten yelled and sped up until he was beside her.

Laurel blew him a kiss and then ascended even higher into the air. Goten quickly followed her and soon they were both above the clouds. Goten gazed out at the wonderful night sky; the stars in clear view.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Laurel asked, hovering slowly with her back pointed towards the ground.

Goten moved in close to her and looked into her eyes, "Not as beautiful as you." Goten leaned in and pressed his lips against Laurels, the tingle of their passion still there, still pulsing through his body.

Laurel pulled away from the kiss and cupped his cheek, "I love you, Goten."

Goten placed his hand against hers, "I love you, too." They had said this to each other a lot now, but at this moment… Goten knew she meant it. Goten knew that he meant it, even when he was under her spell.

Goten cleared his head of the thought; it had been so long since then. Sure Laurel had killed him, but he knew she didn't want to… it was the Majin mind control. Goten glanced at Laurel; he glanced at the girl he was with now, the girl he loved, the girl he was going to propose to soon.

Goten remembered back to when he asked Gohan about it. Gohan said that he was way too young; seventeen wasn't the appropriate age. Of course, Laurel was eighteen, but still too young by Gohan's standards. Goten didn't care, though; he loved Laurel, and was determined to be with her forever.

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Piccolo sat at the one lonely tree adorning King Kai's small planet. He had been trying to meditate, but the memories kept flooding back to him. Through King Kai he was able to watch the outcome of the battle with Laurel on Earth. He was able to watch everyone's life slowly return to normal; everyone's life, but his own. Soon after the battle King Kai had grown ill; therefore, disabling his ability to communicate with anyone on Earth. No one knew he was dead, no one could have wished him back.

It had been a year since then and sometimes Piccolo was thankful that he had been able to stay here with King Kai. He had definitely grown much more powerful since then and he didn't have to worry with the troubles of Earth. Of course, he was always worried about his friends, but having some time off definitely helped sooth his mind.

Piccolo then went back to the thought of Trunks, and how Trunks killed him without so much as a second thought. Piccolo grimaced slightly, but calmed himself down. The Majin side effects of Laurel's mind control had driven everyone crazy. Piccolo only wondered if Trunks had recovered or if he was still gone somewhere.

Piccolo, upon hearing a grunt from King Kai, glanced back at his small house. His acute hearing easily picked up his tossing and turning in bed, but it soon subsided. King Kai whist being sick, bless the aging fellow, had put in a request to the elder Kai's that Piccolo become a guardian of HFIL. He had been here long enough; why not give him some sort of duties?

Piccolo sighed and got to his feet, knowing he wouldn't be able to meditate. He then glanced around for his weighted clothing and decided that the best way to pass the time was to at least train just a little bit more.

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Gohan stepped down the stairs heading away from his mother's bedroom; the stairs stayed silent, their usual creaks gone with the recreation of the house. Gohan rounded the corner and entered the living room where Videl was. She sat on the couch and stared intently at the television.

Gohan plopped down beside her and put his arm around her as his eyes fell to the television also. The news was on and it, like always, annoyed Gohan. It was never the truth with these people; just everyone's fabricated opinion tailored to the masses.

"Why are you watching this?" Gohan asked Videl, a hint of annoyance escaping with his words.

"They're talking about some meteors they found on the edge of Earth's atmosphere. They say it's some weird stuff," Videl explained.

Gohan rolled his eyes, "If it's anything we should be worried about then Dende will inform us."

Gohan then felt Videl's hand cup his cheek. Gohan looked into her beautiful eyes and smiled. Videl smiled back, only her smile seemed to slightly waver, "I have something to tell you that Dende doesn't know about; that no one knows about."

Gohan felt strings of worry snake throughout his stomach. Videl wore such a look that Gohan couldn't decipher her feelings; he couldn't even read her mind this time. "What is it?"

"I- I'm pregnant," Videl said, a smile creeping across her face.

Gohan smiled right back; an uncontainable amount of joy flooding through his veins. Gohan wrapped his arms around Videl; his eyes beginning to water. Videl squeezed him tightly. "I couldn't be happier," Gohan whispered in Videl's ear.

Gohan could now hear Videl slightly sobbing; his shirt becoming wet from her tears. "I love you," Videl said, now letting loose what was hopefully her tears of joy.

Gohan smiled and embraced her tighter, "I love you too."

Videl broke away from Gohan and locked gazes with her. Even with her face red and soaked in tears she was still beautiful. "When should we tell the others?" Videl asked.

"We can tell them at dinner tomorrow night. Everyone is getting together for it," Gohan explained.

Videl's face lit up, "Even Krillin, Piccolo, and the others?"

Gohan's smile faded as he glanced away. His long time teacher and friend, Piccolo, wasn't coming, "Everyone is coming, except for Piccolo. No one can find him."

Videl glanced away, "Do you think it has something to do with Trunks?"

Gohan paused and thought for a moment. Trunks had been missing for almost as long as Piccolo had been. It was sad when it was confirmed that those two were gone, but it was also confusing. "It might, but I don't know. Hopefully we'll find out soon what happened to them. If not… we'll have to move on," Gohan said, his voice drifting away.

Videl nodded her head, but soon had Gohan's hands in hers. She looked at him with a smile on her face, "We are going to parents, Gohan; concentrate on that."

Gohan returned Videl's smile, "You're right… you are oh so right."

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Vegeta threw his fists into the air as fast as he could, the 700g gravity barely slowing him down. His time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber had done him good; he was more powerful than he ever could have imagined. Laurel, though, she exceeded him and she probably had never trained a day in her life.

Vegeta thought back to when he was under Bobidi's spell. He had obtained so much power then, but like always… Kakarot was still better. Everyone seemed to be better than Vegeta.

Vegeta quickly stormed into a massive barrage of kicks that seemed to slice through the air too powerfully. It seemed that if Vegeta were to try a little harder he could slice a hole in time.

Thoughts of Laurel flooded back into Vegeta's mind and then thoughts of the battle quickly replaced them. Vegeta remembered, more than anything, how Trunks was no where to be seen. Trunks had disappeared and was still gone… still gone.

Vegeta fell to the gravity room's floor and sat still for a second; the despair coursing through his veins threatening to dissolve his Super Saiyan status. Trunks had been his pride and joy; his Saiyan son that would soon defy the laws of physics and become more powerful than even Kakarot could imagine.

Vegeta then thought of his daughter, Alexia. Yes, she would be the first girl to become a Super Saiyan. While the thought slightly agitated Vegeta, it still made him happy to know that it would be his bloodline to carry a legend.

"Trunks, you have disappointed me, but no matter… someone has taken your place," Vegeta said to himself, his only wish that somehow Trunk's could hear him. Yes, someone had taken his place. Someone who would soon be the true warrior that Vegeta had envisioned.

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Sorry about there being absolutely no action in that one, but hey.. everyone loves a good love story right? Anyway, this is the beginning of Dragonball E/U: The Garrick Saga. I really do hope you enjoy it, remember, review review review.