Disclaimer: I don't DBZ.

Pairing: Goku/Vegeta and Goten/Trunks

A/N: I meant to mention this last chapter but I didn't kill the babies. Are you happy? I was going to kill one of the Trips, but I decided the third Trip was to be the best! MWHAHA!

There Will Be More

Chapter 7

Over the next 72 hours Bulma scurried around the house cleaning, fixing, and preparing for her daughters arrival. The house was spotless, kitchen stocked, and visually life was in order. However, upstairs it was depressing. Vegeta had hidden himself away, without Goku, Trunks being the only one allowed in but not for long considering his own orders. The prince was crushed, he blamed himself for essential neutering his child's power and potential. His mate had reassured him that everything would be ok, they would love him all the same. But he knew that was a lie, his child would resent him for his cowardice. Bulma had struggled to get the prince to let her examine him and after hours of debating it with him, she gave up. Reilyn succeeded, but Vegeta only let her test his energy and the babies. He had been so nervous about Reilyn touching him, that Trunks let her test him first, just to make a point.

The old genius had given strict orders to everyone that if they saw Trunks and he wasn't laying on a bed, he was to be immediately locked in his room. No visitors, not even Goten. No one actually had the heart to lock him away but they would help him to bed and explain the bad-side to exerting himself. The half-breed's health was slowly declining while his stomach extended. The baby was taking more energy than it's 'mother' had to give, but he was strong. Trunks was able to walk around but Reilyn had suggested he go with it. Conserve his energy for when the baby will need it most. He still didn't like witch or trust her, but she knew what she was doing.

By the third day, a few hours before Bra was showing up, Reilyn managed to get Vegeta to crawl from his hole. Now the prince sat huddled in an armchair in the living room staring at the T.V. Trunks had been helped from his room to the couch but other than his rest arrangement the half-breed was in good spirits. Bulma had recruited Goku and Goten to go pick up the youngest Brief while Reilyn kept an eye on the 'mothers' for their mates.

Reilyn looked up from her book to give each saiyan a long look. Poor Trunks looked like hell; his face was pale, circles surrounding his dark eyes, but the widest grin on his face. The half-breed laughed at the yellow sponge on the TV and the witch smiled. He was happy, utterly, happy and it spread like a virus. Everyone could smile back once they looked at his shining, glowing face. Reilyn shifted her gazed to Vegeta and her own smile faded. He was immune to his son's cheerfulness. The prince was covered in a curtain of depressing air, and she made a disgusted face. The conflicting emotions in he room made her nauseas. Vegeta was still playing the blame game and even though all his children were alive he couldn't get past his mistake. Regardless of how big it was, Reilyn's guess of death hadn't occurred so everything was ok. She didn't know what he was going through but she understood it, felt it and knew this was tragic for him. Once again her thoughts were bought back to that day of shopping they did and she still wondered if the prince had told Goku yet.

"Daddy! DADDY!" a squeaking voice invaded the house and the prince, startled, quickly sat up. He stood, brushed himself off and composed his face. Not a moment later did a small girl come barreling into the room. She looked exactly like Bulma only seven years old and she headed straight to her father. Bra jumped into the air and Vegeta caught her, not to easily, hugging her close.

"I missed you daddy!" she smiled kissing his cheek. She gave him a funny look then cocked her head to the side. "Are you ok? Daddy?"

Vegeta smiled at his daughter, just like her mother, smart as hell. "Daddy's a little sick. Bra you can't be rough with him anymore." Bulma cut in pulling her look-a-like off the prince. He sat back down, his energy was still weak and he was finding it harder to recover because of his emotions. He had to look past that, his child, Goku's child was still alive. He just had to convince himself of that.

"But why? My daddy's the strongest in the world!" the little girl exclaimed. Goku laughed as he picked up the child and set her on his shoulders. All the adults in the room shared a look and Bulma smiled up at her daughter.

"Daddy's just sick right now." she said softly.

Bra nodded. "Ok! But when he's better I'm gonna beat him up like I use too!" she cheered and jumped from her perch on Goku's shoulder. She landed softly on the ground in front of Reilyn. Curiosity beaming in the young girls eyes as she stared at the witch. Reilyn stared back, smiling. "Who are you?"

"I'm Goku's niece. I heard so much about you." Reilyn stated reaching her hand out to the girl. Bra gave her a high five and grinned.

"That's cool! Guess where I've been? With my grandma and grandpa! They live by the ocean!" Bra crawled up on to the couch, sitting next to Reilyn. "I've been gone a long time. I spend every summer with them!" She began to tell the witch about her vacation while her parents snuck from the room.

"What am I going to do?" Vegeta asked, pulling at his hair. He watched his daughter talk animatedly with his niece from the doorway. "I can't tell my daughter I'm pregnant!"

"Honey, it'll be ok. We have to tell her something, you're going to start showing soon." Bulma explained, touching his arm lightly. "She won't freak, tell her it's something special boy saiyan's can do."

"It is!"

"Then explain that to her. She'll understand, she's smart like me." His wife smiled brightly at him and he sighed back. Vegeta walked back into the living room as he heard the end of Bra's story.

"It was super fun! And look! I got a tan." Bra said pulling the back of shorts down an inch to show the color difference. Reilyn laughed at the adorable child.

"Hey, ladies don't show strangers their butts." Vegeta said taking his daughter by the hand. "Come talk to Dad for a second." The happy smile on the girls face changed, as she followed her dad from the room. They walked into the kitchen and Vegeta picked her up then sat her on the counter. "Daddy's got some strange news for you. I know you're young but you're so smart. Smarter than your brother." He said rolling his eyes thinking about how they both fell in love with idiots.

Bra giggled. "Way smarter, he's a dummy."

Vegeta smiled. "Oh yes. Now listen. Um, you know we're different. You, Trunks, me, Goku and his family; we're not human."

"I know that, daddy!" she said as if he offended her intelligence. "We're Saiyan, and we're powerful!" She did a strong arm pose and laughed.

"And you know where babies come from? Mommy told you right?" he asked another question and Bra gave him a confused look.

"Yeah, girls make babies when they marry boys." She answered. Vegeta sighed, of course Bulma hadn't gone into many details about the boy's and the bee's. That made this more difficult.

"Well, saiyan boys have a," the perfect word struck him. "a magic power. The boys can make babies like girls do. And," he thought for a second and used what his daughter had told him to relate it to something she knew. "Goku and I love each other, so we had a saiyan marriage and now I've got a baby growing inside me." It sounded absolutely ridiculous and he couldn't believe he'd said it.

Bra eyes opened wide and she looked terrified. Vegeta panicked and wondered if he should have made Bulma do this. "So, you don't love mommy or me any more?"

"No! I love your mom but I want to be with Goku. Plus, I'll never stop loving my princess." he gave her a kiss on the cheek and her face beamed.

"So I'm gonna have a little brother?" Bra asked looking down at her fathers stomach.

"Two brothers and a sister." Vegeta answered and Bra squealed while clapping her hands. "But Bra, you couldn't tell any human that your dad's having a baby. It's weird to them." He thought he'd tell her that, considering the last thing he needed was media attention. Plus, Bulma wouldn't be happy if her reputation got damaged.

Over the next week, Bulma was running herself crazy. Work was stressful, home was stressful and with the giant 'baby secret' social life was stressful. On her days off she spent most to the day making up excuses for her guest. She didn't mind the Son's living with her, she preferred it that way with their mates conditions but damn! They had decided not to tell anyone but with their friends popping in at random times it was agitating. Not to mention Reilyn's presence in her house when her friends showed up was tough to explain. At the moment Bulma sat with Krillin and Yamcha in the kitchen while Reilyn sat at the counter looking through an ancient book.

"So…who is that?" Krillin asked again, for the hundredth time. Bulma's face twitched in annoyance but it went unnoticed by her guest.

"Goku's lost family. She's visiting." The genius answered, Yamcha gave his ex-girlfriend a strange look.

"Then where's Goku?" He asked.

"I haven't the slightest idea!" Bulma screeched throwing her hands in the air. Reilyn snorted into her book and everyone at the table turned to look at her.

"He's upstairs." Reilyn said matter-of-factly. "With Vegeta."

Bulma wide eyed expression registered with the witch but she didn't care. She was tried of listening to the lies and Bulma's complaints. The poor human was covering her husbands ass and it was taking a lot out of her. Goku's oldest son had come by with his child yesterday and when he asked where his father was, Bra almost replied 'taking a bath with daddy'. Quick thinking by Reilyn and that disaster was avoided but Gohan was then curious about Reilyn. She knew he could sense her saiyan power but he didn't saying anything about it. Two day's before that a green alien had showed up asking about Goku while Reilyn hid. He knew, and she knew he knew and that made her uncomfortable. She watched him talk with Bulma and even though she was positive he couldn't see her, he stared into her eyes the whole time he was in the house.

At dinner one night a couple days later, Bulma addressed her guest about their growing 'problem'. She helped her daughter from the kitchen and told her she'd be up in a few minutes.

"I can't keep covering for you guys! You have to tell everyone." She said clearing the dishes. Everyone, except Reilyn groaned.

"Do we have too? You were lying so well." Goten moaned rubbing his face. Trunks wasn't with them, he was eating in his room and that left Goten to make this decision. His mate wouldn't be there to face the problem head on anyway, Goten would be the one to break the news. "I don't know if I can tell mom."

"She's going to flip. Anyway we don't have to invite Chi-chi, do we?" Goku asked, his tail making slow circles on is mates back. Vegeta looked better, and felt better but his mind was still recovering and that could take time. However his mate wasn't objecting to telling their friends, or his at least. That made Goku smile, it proved Vegeta was willing to let everyone know about them or he just didn't care. Either way, the tall saiyan was happy and that's all that mattered.

"Well, no. I guess we don't have to invite her. But she'll find out sooner or later." Bulma said handing a washcloth to Reilyn. "Wash the table please. Plus, this gives me a chance to throw a party. Right Vegeta?" Bulma turned her back to the prince to pour herself some coffee.

"You know I don't give a shit about parties." Vegeta mumbled back, rubbing his tummy. "Goku, I want some blueberry ice cream." The tall man sighed but moved from the table crossed the room grabbed the tub of sweetness then a spoon. The prince clapped his hands as his mate handed the frozen container. "Yum…"

Reilyn threw the towel in the sink and took a seat next to Vegeta. She slipped her finger into the cold treat then kicked it clean. "Mmm, that is good. Share." She went to take another swipe but a hand slapped hers away.

"Mine!" The prince sneered and the witch glared back.

"Back to the topic. What are you going to tell them?" Bulma asked sipping her drink. The two fathers shared a look of horror while thy played scenarios in their heads.

"We all have the same news, why not let one person tell everyone?" Goten suggested, and he implied the one be his father. "Dad, you have the biggest news, with the triplets. Why don't you do it?"

"Me?" Goku cried, blinking rapidly. "No, I mean-" then he felt betrayed by his own flesh and blood. Goten was going to throw him to the wolves.

"That's perfect. You tell them." Vegeta smiled around his spoon and petted his mates wild hair. The gentle saiyan huffed and conceded.

"I had a thought." Reilyn cut in, changing the subject. "I've been reading lately in this old book I stole from the saiyan's that controlled my planet." They gave her concerned look and she smiled. "It was an assignment my government gave me but any who it mentions something about energy. Saiyan offspring need energy to grow, and if Trunks can't supply enough energy he'll die. I know none of us have said it out loud but the baby's probably full blooded. With Trunks being a half-breed regardless of his high ki level the baby needs more. It's exactly like I told you before, we just have the reason now." She explained looking intensively at Vegeta. He just stared at her anger on his face but he made no attempt to hurt her. "So I have a solution for this."

"What!? Really? How?" Goten asked excitedly. His face slipped in confusion. "Why would my son be full blooded?"

"The saiyan blood in both of you overpower the human genetic make-up. It's only natural that the saiyan in your baby will push the human gene in to a recessive one. To solve your problem," she trailed, taking a quick sip of her drink. "You just have to give him your energy twice day, maybe three times." Reilyn said smiling, she was glad he was willing to do whatever it takes to save his mate and child. "Oh! Plus you'll need to train everyday so you can get stronger, because in two months or so he'll need an increase in how much you give him."

Goten's face faulted at her suggested plan and suddenly he had conflicted feelings about it. He looked at his father who was daydreaming about daily spars with him and Vegeta who mercilessly stared at him. The prince's face was perfectly readable and it said: "Let my son die and you will too."

"Alright. Dad? At noon, me and you train."

"YAY!" Goku cheered doing a little dance in his chair. "I've been so hyper lately!"

"Good. Oh, you might want to give him energy in the mornings and at dusk." Reilyn gave him her last piece of advice and stood. "I'm off to bed. G'night!" She hugged Vegeta as she passed him and Goku kissed her forehead.

"Join us for the spar tomorrow!" The tall saiyan called after her. He looked down at his mate and frowned. The sadness in his eyes made Goku's heart tare. He forgave Vegeta, and he grimaced when he thought of Reilyn being right. Pride had kept him for fully mating with him and it almost killed their children. It had 'hurt' one but Goku looked pass that, it was an accident…either way he didn't blame his prince. "'Geta?"

"Hmm..?" Vegeta asked looked up at his mate to see the concern in his eyes. Looking away, he moved his hand from his lap under the table to grasped Goku's. "I'm ok." He hoped that would satisfy his mates worry but the gentle saiyan just stared. "Come on Kakarrot! Just…leave it alone." Vegeta threw his loose hand in the air.

"I'm sorry." Goku didn't know how to help or even what exactly was wrong. There was something Vegeta was hiding from him, something from his past that made this situation worse to him than it was. -You should ask him.- Reilyn voice rang through his head. He remembered her telling him that he should ask the prince about his past. Looking down at his mate, Goku rethought that. Asking now could only make things even worse.

Over the next week Bulma organized the party, along with Trunks and Reilyn. The poor Half-breed was doing better but he was tired most of the day. His only job was to arrange the invitations and put the stamps on them. While the genius organized the catering, D.J and just about everything else. Reilyn's duty was decorating the large meeting room where the party was being held.

"Ok set that down right there." Bulma instructed the last moving guy with the last table. "Perfect! Thanks guys, there's some soda in the kitchen." She turned with a dissatisfied look to see the chaos that was the endless stack tables, boxes and other decorations. Where was Reilyn? She had 24 hours to make this room gorgeous and lucky her, didn't have to do anything until the last minute. "REILYN!"

"Yes?" The witch's sing-song voice rang from the hall.

"Are you going to do anything? This place is a mess. Half these boxes were here days ago." Bulma glared ringing her hands together. The witch glared back and folded her arms indifferently.

"Keep acting all bitchy toward me and I won't do a damn thing." Reilyn sneered. Bulma stared wide eyed at her new friend. Her attitude was mimicking what the princes was before he got pregnant.

"Alright, Vegeta! What's wrong with you?"

"Ugh! He is! I just spent the last hour with that man trying to get him to meditate with me and all he did was send me all these feelings! I'm furious, With myself!" Reilyn cried pulling at her lock dark hair. "I can't handle this anger! I'm a lover not a fighter! He's got so much pent up hostility and with him being Prego all that hatred could disrupt the babies proper development." She calmed slightly and sat down in mid-air. Bulma smiled, patted Reilyn's back and handed her a list.

"That's makes sense and it's nice of you to release that anger for him. But I think he likes it that way."

The witch snorted. "He's not happy with that, not at all. I refuse to believe that. No one should carry hate in their heart." She looked at the old woman and a feeling of pity washed over her. Bulma felt bad for her.

"I'm sure it's tough having the powers you do and I know you're being helpful but maybe he doesn't want to let go." Bulma shook her head sadly. Reilyn understood she knew nothing about the prince other than the glimpses of his past she saw through her power. That's why he didn't want to be happy, he was denied that chance once already. She knew it was forcible taken from him, and he never accepted he could try again. "Can you put this room together now? The party's tomorrow night." Then she was gone, leaving Reilyn to her thoughts.

TBC

Ranni- A little short but more to come sooner than later.

Goku- Maybe some sex?

Ranni- Maybe. What you gonna for me, hmm?

A/N: Just so you know, Reilyn wasn't talking to Goku mentally. He was remembering what she said. That's all.