Here's the finale - part three!
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All the Tension and the Terror

I felt the blood slide slowly down my hands, her eyes lifeless, her skin painted with red splatters, and the pulse that beats within her hushed. In my hands, the ki energy that forever silenced her.

It wasn't long before I came to my senses, taking in the whole area around me, and then the victim for whom I laid to rest, torturously. I gasped at the sight, having no recollection as to how or when all of this happened.

My onyx orbs found their way to those beautiful, captivating blue eyes of hers that would never again hold any life, happiness or any other type of emotion…

"Vegeta!" my eyes snapped open, the shock of adrenaline was running right through me. I looked down upon Bulma's large blue spheres arched heavily in concern, so much that they were beginning to weld up with tears.

Her hands shook as she lightly touched my face; her fingertips trembled as her skin met the blazing heat that emanated off from mine.

The distress in her expression confused me, until I realized what was going on between us. My left hand was gripped tightly around her neck, while the other held a small ki ball, whose size was still devastating enough to kill her.

I allowed the energy to dissipate before I ripped the comforter off of me, and staggered to the bathroom; my mate followed close behind.

"Vegeta…" her voice cracked as she made it to the doorway of our master bathroom. "What's wrong? Are you alright? What's going on?" so many questions were flying from her mouth, I could not keep up with them; my mind was already trying to process what had just happened.

I clamped onto the porcelain vanity, in order to refrain myself from something I would live to regret. "Bulma…" her name hissed its way from between my teeth.

"Yes?" her voice was lower than before, curious, yet filled with fear. As her left hand touched my shoulder, I whipped around, grabbing her wrist and pushing her up against the door. She gasped suddenly, her eyes widened with shock as she looked beside herself at the wrist I pinned on the door.

My head leaned down, and my eyes caught the small purple bruise where my fingers had been moments earlier, that was beginning to create itself within her skin. I leaned in toward her ear, my eyes sealed tightly, as the memories played in my mind and I struggled to find the words. "When the androids arrive… you are to stay far, far away from me…" I choked out.

"But Vegeta –" she was too stubborn to listen, and this I knew well.

"But nothing, woman!" I retorted. I released her wrist from my tight grasp and turned away from her. My arms crossed over my chest.

Even with my force she still failed to stay away, she threw herself against my back, her arms clutched over my waist, and her face buried within my muscles. "I trust you…" she whispered. "You're not as bad as you think you are, so whatever is going on in your head is just fear," she explained.

Fear? This woman was ridiculous, I'm the Prince of all Saiyan's; I fear no one.

"No matter what happens, I trust that you will do the right thing, for the earth, for its people…" she said.

I would never hold fear in this battle, not even if death was the only thing that came of it after all this time. That was not like a warrior; we didn't fear the fight, we embraced it.

Although, I was wrong about her; we seem to have a stronger bond than I thought. She knows exactly what's going on even when I don't say a word; it's unbelievable how attentive she is.

For her sake, I hope that she is right…

"Promise me one thing," usually I am not one to ask "favors", it was not like me to do but this was significant; something just did not sit right with me.

"Oo – okay," she quivered, not sure of what to expect out of me. I turned slowly back to her, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Whatever should happen to me…" I approached her slowly, and rested my hand on her stomach. "Take care of our son; he'll make a great warrior one day."

I watched her eyes leave mine and trail down to where my hand lay; her own tenderly laid on mine. "It's a … he's a..."

Her turquoise locks fell into her eyes as she poked softly at her own skin. Her eyes trailed back to me afterward. "We're having a boy?" she dashed toward me, throwing her arms around my neck, her tears dripped onto my skin.

It was at that moment that I didn't dread anything; Bulma's happiness was the only thing that seemed to matter… It was the only thing that kept me going.

The Androids didn't worry her, nor did the fear of death… but more than that, she didn't wince at the thought of the ever growing child we conceived months earlier, or toward the control he had over her body; it was incredible.

Her love for our Saiyan child left me flabbergasted but it was the compassion, and trust, she had in my abilities that changed me forever.

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