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Goku put the phone down, the frustration apparent in his face; Bulma was still not taking his calls. Not that he could blame her; he knew she was going to be angry for quite some time. After all she was the only woman in the world ever to receive the news that her husband had impregnated her lifelong friend...who was male. He knew she would eventually speak to him again; what she might say would probably not be what he wanted to hear; but it would be a start, Bulma always had to say what was on her mind; she could never keep things to herself for long.

"Urgh" Goku sighed as he paced the room in circles holding his ever growing stomach.

"Sit down Goku you're making me dizzy, and let Bulma be, she knows you want to talk, just give her time and she will come to you." Chi-Chi suggested.

Goku had decided that he would remain to live in his secluded capsule home in the forest, although his wife and he had cleared the air and been honest with each other, it would have been weird to move back home and share a bed with her again considering his current situation, though Chi-Chi was a regular guest. Their separation was definitely unique but on good terms, however Goku had still felt it would have been in bad taste to move back to their marital home whilst carrying another man's baby.

"I know, you're right, I just wish I could explain everything to her, to apologise." Goku replied.

Chi-Chi nodded in response but thought of nothing constructive to say, at the end of the day he and Vegeta had been unfaithful, she was obviously more understanding than Bulma, which shocked even her a little.

"Where is king Ki, he said he would keep in touch? There is still so much I don't understand about what is happening and I need answers." Goku complained the frustration very apparent in his voice.

"I think your hormones are getting the better of you today Goku, you're very agitated, sit down and relax. You should know by now that the answers will find their way to you eventually, you just need to have patience." Chi-Chi responded.

"Again your right on both counts, but I don't like it, it's not like King Ki to not keep his promises, something is wrong; but I can't be sure this baby is completely messing up my telepathic abilities, it's so frustrating" he replied looking down and rubbing his stomach.

"Perhaps your right, but either way there is nothing we can do." Chi-Chi said paying attention to the baby outfit she was knitting. The idea of a new baby around, even if it was her husband's love child was appealing to her, she loved being a mother. Not that she would be mothering this baby, she had the feeling that if Vegeta was to return he would have nobody getting in the way.

Vegeta had been in Goku's thoughts more and more each day as their baby grew inside of him. He wanted so much to see him again, for him to be there when the baby arrived; somehow he had the feeling that would not be the case. If only his abilities where not so limited by the baby constantly sapping so much of his energy he might be able to locate him, and to find out exactly why King Ki had been so strangely silent. It was a strange feeling that he had not been able to adapt to, feeling venerable, out of the loop and dependant on others and he did not like it one bit.

Where are you Vegeta? He thought to himself feeling the infant inside of him kick.

Thousands of light years away Vegeta was continuing his relentless training on the barren planet of Kraven. He had no idea of how long he had been there; each day had begun to blend into one and other. This had been the most intense training he had ever gone through, even more so than the time he had spent in the hyperbolic time chamber, and he didn't know why, he didn't feel like he had been pushing himself hard enough. No matter how hard he trained or how much pain he put himself in, Kakarot was still too big a part of his thoughts for his liking.

He stood in the middle of what once would have been a busy street; his eyes closed, the unforgiving and harsh wind blowing in his face. Concentrating on his surroundings he began to raise his Ki, centring all that energy into one point. He could see his target; the tallest remaining structure nearby that had not yet given into the years of abuse from the planet's harsh conditions. The power now rushing through his body, it began to take shape and form, growing in intensity so much that he began to feel overwhelmed, he would not give into his fatigue; he is the Saiyan prince! Vegeta's frustration and rage only intensified the blast which was now ready; holding his firm stance he threw the energy ball towards its doomed target. He watched as the last of his energy collided with the structure barely causing it to move, it seemed to dissipate on contact. Finally feeling defeated by this planet Vegeta dropped to the ground as his legs gave way from under him.

What is wrong with me...Vegeta though as he laid there fully accepting his defeat, he was exhausted, even the Saiyan body has its limits, finally realising that it was time he rested. He started at his intended target swearing to himself that out of a matter of principle it would fall before he left this detestable world. It was almost as if it was mocking him, still standing strong, that the mighty prince Vegeta couldn't even destroy a building.

As he bore his stare into the building something caught his attention from within it, it seemed almost like there was now a glow coming from one of the higher floors, right around where his attack had impacted.

"What the fuck is that?"

As he concentrated harder on what he was looking at it was only then that he noticed its power signature.

"How can this be...that machine from the factory ruins? I destroyed it. How can a machine even have a power signature? The androids weren't even detectable."

The machine was now giving off a red glow; it began descending through the building. Vegeta followed it with his stare, feeling the energy of this creation get stronger as it closed in on his position. Vegeta's natural instincts told him that there was nothing friendly about this machine and that he should be prepared to defend himself. As the distance between them grew shorter Vegeta was certain that his attack had been absorbed by this strange, half completed looking android; he knew this because he could sense his own energy coursing through it now.

I fucking hate machines Vegeta thought to himself as he got to his feet, realising that in his weakened state this fight could be difficult if this creature had the ability to drain energy. This was one fight that seemed all too familiar to him. I really do fucking hate machines...

The machine was getting close to the ground now, its energy still growing in strength. Vegeta was following it with his careful stare, wondering how it had managed to survive his attack. As the machine finally touched down on the ground Vegeta very quickly began to feel what little energy he had left begin to drain from his system.

What the...how can this be happening; surely this android does not have the ability to drain my energy from a distance?

The android stood there motionless, at this stage they were still about 40 meters apart, and if Vegeta could feel that android's effect from this distance (if it was in fact the android draining his energy) then he knew he was going to have to end this annoyance quickly while he still had strength.

"I'm warning you machine, this is your last chance to leave, I train in solitude, be gone or I WILL destroy you this time!" Vegeta threatened.

There was no movement from the android, they both stood and stared at each other. Vegeta was beginning to panic, his energy was still draining fast, at this rate he would be on his back within minutes, he was going to have to end this now. Just as Vegeta had made the decision to attack the machine took one step forward, forcing Vegeta to stumble back a couple of steps. There was no doubt about it now; this machine did have the ability to drain energy without physical contact. It dawned on Vegeta in that moment why he had been feeling so drained since he had come to this world, and why there was no life left here. This android had to be the cause.

This realization however was insignificant and of little help as right now he was defenceless. This cowardly machine had been sapping his energy slowly and surely from a far for god knows how long, and to the point now where he was no threat to it. His initial attack back in the factory at such close range must have given it the energy boost it required to start sapping his energy from a distance, and with the energy explosion he had just provided it, he had sealed his own fate.

The android took another step in Vegeta's direction which proved to be too much for the prince as he fell to the ground, his breathing becoming strained.

"What do you want from me?" Vegeta shouted in frustration. There was no response. He could tell the android was still approaching him as his final energy reserves began to plummet, he could tell he was going to blackout any minute.

NO! Not like this, it can't end like this.

Had Vegeta's rage been the source of his energy he would have exploded it on this android's head. He had been so preoccupied with his training and Kakarot that he had not noticed the constant (though a slow process) sapping of his energy since his arrival. A novice would not have made such a stupid mistake, which only infuriated him further.

So this is it Vegeta...it don't look like you're going to get yourself out of this one. That's what you get for letting down your guard...

...Who am I trying to fool, fuck it I've only got seconds left I may as well admit it to myself, I love that fucking fool Kakarot, I should have been spending my time with him, not wasting it away here.

"WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT WITH ME?"

The machine was nearly upon him now, Vegeta could tell as he struggled to remain conscious. Very well, if that was the way it was going to be then Vegeta was not about to leave this life without at least threatening his killer one final time.

"You may have killed me...like a coward...when I'm weak...but there is another...more powerful than I...and he WILL destroy you!"

Vegeta let out a silent scream as the machine finally came to a stop beside him, the energy drain intensified more than he thought possible; his threat seemed to invoke some kind of reaction in his mysterious foe as it stared down at him with its cold, emotionless eyes.

They where the last thing Vegeta saw before everything went dark.

Several months later...

Gohan lay on his bed unable to sleep as he kept tabs on his sleeping dad's energy level in the next room. This had become a regular occurrence over the last few weeks; his dad had been struggling with the pregnancy quite badly. His unborn baby brother was constantly draining Goku of all his energy and just about everybody was noticing it now, especially Gohan. Goten had finally been told about what was happening (without going into much detail) but as Gohan had expected the entire thing had went completely over his head; which was at least one relief. Both of the boys split their time between being at home with their mum and with their dad in his new home, however recently Gohan rarely left.

Goku was being his usual self and trying to be optimistic for the sake of everybody else, but Gohan knew just how much it was taking its toll on him and had been giving his dad his own Ki to help keep his strength up; for all they knew this was perfectly normal for a Saiyan pregnancy but with still no word from King Ki there was nothing they could do but carry on as they had been.

With things becoming increasingly difficult Gohan wished just as much as Goku that Vegeta was around. Perhaps he knew something about all of this and would have been able to help, Gohan had no idea what he was doing, and with having to give his dad his energy more or less constantly he was exhausted.

It had been so strange, it happened over night a few weeks before, when Gohan had seen his dad in the morning; he looked awful, struggling to stand, drained of his energy. Gohan had been contemplating going to Bulma about this, she was the closest thing to a Saiyan doctor they had, but he wasn't sure how cooperative she would be; but he was desperate. If his dad wasn't any better in the morning then he was going to pay capsule corp. a visit.

Goku was calm for now; his energy level seemed stable so Gohan decided to get up and go lay on the sofa before he went mad staring at the same four walls of his room. He lay on the sofa and began to concentrate, all the while keeping a tab on his dad. Goku had been trying to teach him his instant transmission technique; if he was able to master it then he had planned to try and track down Vegeta. Not just for help, but he needed to know that he had another son on the way. He also wanted to try and get in contact with King Ki so they could finally get some answers; if he didn't have any luck there, he had even considered trying to contact his friend the Supreme Ki, but first he needed to master this instant transmission technique; and so far he was having little luck.

Okay Gohan, concentrate...clear your mind just like dad suggested...calm and clear...calm and clear...now...Vegeta...where is he, find him...hum...I wonder is dad okay...

"Shit, I'm never going to get this if I don't clear my mind..." Gohan mumbled to himself, broken from his concentration.

He looked outside; the sun was just beginning to rise. That was it, he was getting nowhere fast and was out of options, today he would go and see Bulma and ask her for her help, it was not going to be an easy task but somebody was going to have to face her sooner or later.

Just then Gohan heard movement from his dad's room as Goku opened his bedroom door and made a dart for the bathroom.

He must need to pee again... Gohan though.

"Right time to get the kettle on then, now that we're up" Gohan said as he knew that there would be no more sleep for either of them. Coffee had become a household favourite in the last few weeks.

The following seconds seem to go by in a blur as Gohan simultaneously heard his father cry out his name and his energy level plummet. He was at his father's side in less than a second.

"What is wrong?" Gohan shouted

"It's the baby!" Goku cried "He's not moving; I haven't felt him now at all in hours! I've been feeding him Ki which normally keeps him active but nothing!"

Panic spread all over Gohan like a virus, he quickly placed his hands over Goku's stomach and began pumping all his available Ki towards the infant in hope of getting a reaction; but still there was nothing.

Goku's face was void of any emotion when Gohan looked at him as if to ask "what do we do next?"

"Right that's it; we're going to see Bulma now!" Gohan said in a shaky voice as he lifted the older Saiyan. "Dad I need you to concentrate, here use my Ki and use the instant transmission to take us to Bulma...C'mon you can do this!"

Goku looked at him with a blank stare; he had heard his son but the words hadn't registered. Gohan gave him a firm shake to wake him from his panicked daze. "DAD YOU NEED TO DO THIS!"

"...Ri...right..." Goku muttered as he placed his two fingers on his forehead while holding his stomach with his free hand. Gohan placed his arm around his dad's waist and fed him the energy they required to get to their destination.

A few seconds past and nothing happened; Gohan closed his eyes and tried to help by thinking of Bulma and anything that reminded him of her. He felt their shifting then as Goku managed to transport them away.

Gohan could hear the noise of a busy city morning and opened his eyes looking around for something familiar to help him judge where they had appeared.

"The edge of west city...I'll take it." Gohan said thinking out loud as he got a firm grip on his dad and took to the sky at speeds new to him that he didn't know he could achieve. They were at Bulma's house in seconds only to find Bulma's mother already tending to her garden.

"Oh hello boys!" she greeted "I didn't realise you would be visiting tod..." she trailed off getting a good look at Goku who was cradling his large stomach with tear filled eyes.

"WHERE IS BULMA WE NEED HER HELP!" Gohan shouted, his voice breaking at the end.

Mrs Brief nodded in response, speechless for once and ran into the house; Gohan followed quickly behind them. "Bulma come quick" she shouted. Just then Trunks came out of the kitchen with a carton of juice in his hands which burst everywhere once he got a good look at his best friend's dad. "MOM!" he shouted.

"What is everybody shouting about?" Bulma said as she descended the huge staircase to her hallway.

"Bulma...it's eh...its Goku...he..." Mrs Brief trailed off again, not sure what to say exactly. Bulma had already spotted the two Saiyans standing there, filled with a mixture of emotions at the sight of the man that had caused her so much heartache which was fighting against her life time of happy memories with the same man. Her good nature quickly got the better of her and all ill feelings of the current situation set aside as she got one good look at Goku who now had a slow but steady stream of tears down his face as he depended on his son to help him stand.

"Oh my gods...Gohan quick, get him to my lab now!" Gohan didn't need telling twice as he sprinted up the stairs with his dad in arm. Bulma followed as quick as she could behind them but Gohan was already away in a blur in front, she ran into her lab to find Goku already on the table; she quickly flicked a few switches and pushed a few buttons as her equipment lit up and came to life.

She approached the table and placed an oxygen mask on Goku who was so panicked now had began to hyperventilate. "Goku you had better calm down and get a hold of yourself, you'll only make the situation worse if you don't take slow, steady and deep breaths, after all part of this baby is mine." She said with a half grin on her face, temporarily forgetting about her bad feelings. Just like everybody else on this planet she owed her life to Goku a few times over, and even in sight of everything that happened she could not help but want to help Goku in any way she could when he needed her, knowing that one way or the other in the end they would sort the issue out together.

"Okay Goku, I need you to tell me exactly what has happened?"

"My baby Bulma, I can't feel him anymore...he just..." Goku paused, biting his lower lip trying to get a grip.

"It's okay Goku; I'm going to help just take your time."

Gohan could hardly bare to watch, he stood beside the table holding his dad's hand for support.

"I've been very tired...very tired...struggling to give my baby the energy he needs...but Gohan has been giving us what he can..." Goku whimpered between sobs "he hardly moved yesterday...I went to bed to try and conserve my energy but he didn't move all night...and now I can barely feel him at all...he's in trouble Bulma you have to help him!"

"Okay, okay" Bulma said to herself as she attached wires and listening equipment to Goku's stomach. "Gohan bring me over the ultra sound kit, it's in capsule 23."

"23, Right."

Gohan was back in a flash with the capsule, clicked it and with a poof of smoke there was an ultra sound machine beside the table. Once it was setup and ready to go Bulma took Goku's hand for support as she pressed the nozzle to his stomach and began searching for a heartbeat. The silence that followed seemed to last for a life time as they all started at the screen frozen in fear; seconds seemed like hours. Just as Bulma began to fear that she wouldn't find one there was a kick of protest from within Goku against the pressure of her instrument.

"OW!" Goku sighed in relief at the pain.

"I guess he was just sleeping" Bulma said with a big grin. "Strange though that we're not able to hear his heart beat. Could be a Saiyan thing, who knows?"

"At least he is okay." Gohan cheered.

"It's your dad I'm worried about now Gohan" Bulma said with a frown. "Goku you're exhausted, even with Gohan's help, I don't think I've ever seen you looking so drained, it can't be good for you or the baby, possibly even why he's not been as active, he is probably as tired as you are."

Goku nodded in agreement, there was no denying it.

"You're going to have to stay here with us until the baby is born, when ever that is. Normal human pregnancies last about nine months and you must be approaching that stage now."

Again Goku simply nodded while staring down at his stomach with a smile; he didn't think he had ever been as happy as he right now, just to know that his baby was still alive.

Trunks managed to enter the room without being noticed, still staring at Goku's stomach; "Goten never said anything about this!"

Everybody turned round to look at him surprised to hear that he was watching. Bulma suddenly realised that Goku's baby was also Trunks' baby brother, in all her anger and upset how could that fact have escaped her? Her resentment was threatening to surface again as she was now faced with the task of explaining this to her only son; and it was not going to be easy.

Bulma was shook from her thoughts as a loud alarm came from the computer across the room, she was grateful for the distraction even if it was only momentary.

"What is it Bulma?" Gohan asked.

She gasped.

"What?" Gohan repeated, his voice getting a little higher at the end.

"It's a proximity alert...there is a ship in coming." She muttered.

"Which ship?" Goku asked.

"It's...its Vegeta's."