It had been long… too long. She wasn't afraid of him. Not anymore. Ever since giving birth to Sora, all of her fears were gone, and her only care in the world was her son. But this… this power she had nearly forgotten about… that was terrifying…

Yet… heh… all that power and he still lost…

"Hi," she replied slowly as she rose to her feet. "Welcome back?"

He chuckled, "Is my perfect being so magnificent that you cannot go a few hours without?"

Hooooo. Ha what? "Perfect my ass," she muttered as he went on and on about his perfection. Ugh, it was as if he never left. Within a blink of an eye he was right in front of her.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him. "You still question my being despite the display you saw not too long ago?" he spoke in a smooth yet dangerous tone.

"Why is he getting close to mommy?" Sora whispered. "Why is he touching mommy!" he inched closer while the juniors desperately hoped he didn't abruptly take off on them. Cell wasn't exactly the one they feared should Sora be found out.

She slapped his hand away and put some distance between them. "What display?" she smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. "The one before or after you lost your cool?"

Aaaaand there was the instant change in his expression.

"Hey don't look at me like that. I was cheering for you. I never doubted your power against theirs because I've seen your power and just how little you'd been using to instill fear onto everyone. If anything I was expecting you to finish everything quickly so it could all be over with and I could get the hell out of there. But guess what I wasn't expecting? You to lose! And it all started the second your stupid ego took over! You lost! You were outsmarted by a kid who's barely about to hit puberty and your response to that was to blow yourself up along with everyone else just so you could get the last laugh in hell!"

With each word his face contorted into a rage she knew all too well. But like hell was she about to back down now.

"You could have had everything won from the VERY BEGINNING! But noooo, we need to show off our stupid arrogance to the whole world because we're righteously perfect like that! And for what?! Just to resort to suicide because shit got out of your cont-"

He had her up be her neck with a look that screamed murder. "I believe you've long served your purpose to me, my dear Dani."

"Mommy," Sora struggled against the juniors as they held the boy down and kept repeating Dani's words to him. For a three year old, he was ridiculously strong. "But mommy!" he struggled to crawl forward.

She laughed. "What are you going to do? Kill me? Please, joke's on you. I can't die that easily. Not that I want to anyways."

As he held her out, he couldn't help but notice something different about the Saiyan he was about to strangle to death. His brow furrowed, "Tell me. How is it that your energy changed in the time I was gone?"

"What? You were gone for quite a while. Or are you not aware?" Seeing his expression… "Oh….ohhhhhh hohoho, this is great. You appear to be under the impression that only a few hours have passed since you blew up and came back. But guess what? Nope. Ha, was your tantrum so big that you lost track of time?"

He began to slowly constrict her airway.

"Cell," she grinned, "Tell me, how long do you think you were gone?"

Just then they were both diverted to the blue flash that landed a ways from them.

"Let her go!"

Cell stared in a mix of surprise and shock at the junior that had taken a fighting stance against him. How was this even possible? Unless…

"Tell me right now!" he demanded whilst pulling her dangerously close to him.

"Six months."

"What?!" his eyes widened in surprise as he dropped her.

"Fuck," she murmured, landing on her tail. It was quite a drop. She'd nearly forgotten just how tall he was. However she was reminded again as he pulled her up by her clothes.

"What has become of my experiment?"

"Do I look pregnant to you!?" she spat.

"Answer me before I tear a hole in you and find out!"

Normally if someone had said that to her under different context, she probably wouldn't mind. It has almost been two years for her body after all. "Dear lord," she groaned, annoyed. She glanced over at the junior her son had named Benji then simply hung her head to the side and pointed at Benji.

"Do not take me for a fool!"

"Well I'm not pregnant and there's something that looks just like you. I'm positive you don't even know what you expected when you used my uterus as a damn petri dish for your stupid DNA."

This junior, this was not it. This junior, was his creation. But how was that even possible? All of his precious children were destroyed by that brat! And furthermore, what was it doing trying to defend her?

"Now let go of me!" she gripped his arm. She was tired of dangling in the air and she was tired of all the pulling! She hated the fact that she could never support herself in the air whenever the distance between them was so short.

"Answer my question." He brought her close again. Damn it! This was getting really annoying!

"Well," she hooked her arm over his to better support herself… and her clothes… for the sake of everyone there, "Suppose I birthed your demon spawn, assuming it has both of our DNA, wouldn't you be able to sense it? You always seem to be able to find me no matter where I hide, right?" she enlightened him with a cheeky grin. She was very positive that Cell could not sense Sora. The juniors were miniature replicas of Cell yet even they could not sense Sora when he was right in front of them. She didn't really understand how that was even possible. But she wasn't complaining. All that mattered was that she could sense her son and he could sense her.

However it was for that very reason that Cell believed otherwise. There was nothing else on the planet that had the same energy signatures as he and his struggling companion-

She landed with a slight stagger when he suddenly disappeared. She glanced over at Benji and the two shared a shrug... that is until Cell returned holding the other two juniors.

"Oh my gaad, there are more?" she didn't even try. She looked over at one of them and when it discretely shook its head, she felt some relief that Cell had not found Sora.

Cell however looked none too pleased knowing the implications of why not one but three of his juniors were present here before him.

He tossed the juniors at her feet, "Explain this."

"Explain? Ha! Explain what? They came to me is all I can say. Heh, why? Dunno. Confused me then, don't really care about it now. Why don't you explain this to me. They are your children after all," she crossed her arms as naturally as she could over the fact that she just felt something above them she really did not want to feel.

Sora! she scolded in her mind, getting ready to rip her hair out.

Cell reached out and finely grasped a single leaf that had descended from the tree above. With the leaf between his thumb and index finger, he slowly looked up. Dani stared intently at him as he searched the tree. With his other hand he fired a small blast above them causing Dani and the juniors to stifle a gasp – someone more successfully than the others. Crushing the leaf, he stared intently at the Saiyan and the three juniors who were covering each other's mouths.

She slowly glanced down at them with a slight shake of her head.

"Woman!" he stepped forward.

Shit!

She put her hands up and stepped back with a slight laugh. "Alright alright!" she sighed. Dragging her hands down her face, she groaned before glancing up. "So-" however it didn't take any time at all for her child to land on her face.

"I'm hungry," he murmured against her hair.

"You already ate not too long ago," she replied against his small body.

"That was then though," he groaned. "I'm hungry now."

"Alright wait up then," she reached back and tried to pry his little arms from around her head.

Cell's eyes were wide as he stared at this… boy. Was . . . this the result? This could not be the result! However the small Saiyan tail swaying in front of him told him otherwise. He could sense absolutely nothing from it!

"Ta-daa~" she grinned as Sora repositioned himself atop her shoulders.

He had a better view of the boy now that he was facing him.

"Six months you say?"

The boy was staring at him. He could definitely see the resemblance between the boy and the Saiyan. He could also see some of his own features as well. This boy was definitely it. But if it's been six months, how old was the child?

"Three." Dani replied. "You're probably wondering how old he is and it's three… months. But according to his growth rate, he's basically a three year old boy."

Then that would mean gestation was three months. Interesting…

"Boy. Come here."

"No."

"One, he probably doesn't even know who you are. And two, you can't possibly expect a child to freely listen to you… or anyone for that matter. You should know these things. You're a parent of who knows how many kids… oh, but then again if you did know, the majority of your kids wouldn't be dead. But then again that does explain why three are still alive so kudos to you."

His brow twitched. "Why would the boy not know who his creator is?"

She laughed at this. "Creator? Please. He came out of me. I was the one who was pregnant for three excruciating months. I'm the one he depended on for life in those three months and even now. You are nothing more than a sperm donor that helped me conceive a child I never thought I would ever want."

"Sperm donor." The juniors chortled amongst themselves.

Cell was beginning to lose his patience once again. "A child that would not have been possible without my DNA, my genetic material!"

"Thank you for that-"

"Wait, are you my dad? Is he my dad?" Sora questioned.

"If that's how you want to look at things then yes. I am your 'dad'," Cell replied smugly.

"You look weird. Why do you look weird? You can't be my dad." Sora pointed down at the juniors, "You look like him. He's your dad."

Dani had her hand over her face. This was definitely her child.

"Listen, boy, you-"

"I'm hungry!" Sora groaned, resting his head atop his mother's.

Dani was about to groan as well, feeling familiar energies approaching. If another large scale battle was about to break out then like hell was she going to stay.

Crossing her arms, she glanced over at the android. "So what's going to happen? Knowing you, you have something planned."

"I do," he smirked. "But unfortunately the time has not come for what I have planned. The boy will come with me, but not today. I'll return shortly so that we may, sort out the details my dear."

We? What the hell was this we business? And like hell would she ever let him take Sora.

"Take all the time in the world, please, I insist," she smiled.

He reached out towards the Saiyan when suddenly the boy slapped his hand away.

"No!" he glared up at the android, hugging the Saiyan's head. "My mommy."

So the boy was protective of his mother… interesting… very interesting indeed.

Putting two fingers to his forehead, he looked directly at Sora with the smuggest look Dani had ever seen from him. "Know this boy, the time I've spent with your precious mother far exceeds the time you've even existed."

Her jaw dropped. He was gone. But something else was gone. Sora wasn't on her shoulders anymore and what terrified her the most was that she couldn't sense him.

"SORA!" the four yelled.

"BOY!" Cell yelled, trying to reach back and pry the child from behind his neck. How was it even possible that the boy was even here?! It was impossible for the child to be fast enough as to even touch him before he departed. And furthermore, he was in space and the child had yet to die!

It was impossible! It was impossible for this child to be so fast and it was impossible for this child to be so strong as to have a death grip around his neck. It was impossible by all means!

But it wasn't impossible. This child harbored his DNA. This child was his. And this child was pissed.

When he released some energy from his body, the boy appeared completely unfazed as if it merely passed through him.

"What's the matter boy? Angered by my words?" he laughed boisterously.

The grip got stronger. This boy was trying to separate his head from the rest of his body.

Reaching back once again, he managed to grab the boy's arm only to be bitten. Angered, he reached around the other side and managed to forcefully pull the boy away. Holding the thrashing and angry boy at arm's length, he looked over at the distinctive canine teeth marks the boy had left imprinted on his other hand.

"Understand who I am boy. I am the reason why you even exist and I am the reason why your precious mother is still alive. You will respect me and do as I sa- AH! YOU LITTLE!" he released his hold.

THE DAMN BOY HAD BITTEN HIM AGAIN! AND THIS TIME HE BIT HARD ENOUGH TO DRAW BLOOD!

THE WRETCHED LITTLE BRAT!

WHERE WAS HE!?

THE BRAT WAS GONE!

"Where is he?" A few minutes had passed and Dani was frantically trying to locate her child.

Almost as if with a slight 'pop', Sora appeared right in front of her and landed in her arms.

"Sora!" she sighed in relief, but upon noticing the purple blood dripping down his chin, "Sora! Is that.. is that Cell's.."

"I bit him!" the boy smiled. "Twice! And I learned how to go pop!"

"Pop?"

He nodded before disappearing and reappearing with some berries from a spring quite a ways from them. "Pop."

"Pop," she nodded slowly, wiping his face clean. So Sora had picked up the Instant Transmission technique. But how? Was it inherent? Or did he learn it from seeing Cell perform it? Then again, Sora seemed to understand the concepts of the technique when sensing Cell. So perhaps in tagging along, Sora grasped the how-to of it.

"I'm hungry."

Glancing down, she couldn't help but laugh and hug her child close.

"I know, I know. How about you take us somewhere away from here?" she suggested. Sensing those distinct energies, she knew her day was far from over. But with Sora's newly acquired technique, perhaps she could postpone the inevitable. Sora couldn't be sensed and she could hide her energy pretty well, so perhaps she could avoid it altogether… Hmmm..

The rest of her day seemed pretty good.