Three days later
"I NEED CHICHI!" Bulma screamed into the phone between sobs.
"What's wrong, I'll fix it whatever it is." Goku said helplessly into the phone, heartbroken to hear his best friend so distraught.
"I can't tell *sob* you, it's a *sob* girl thing *sob* I NEED CHICHI!" Bulma cried into the receiver.
"Ok, hold on" Goku said, just before he hung up. He rushed towards his wife, who was taking laundry off the line, and teleported them both to Bulmas side instantly.
Chichi stumbled around the small bathroom in shock, still clutching the pillowcase from the clothes line.
"I MEANT ON THE PHONE, DUMBASS!" Bulma screamed when her friends appeared.
Chichi rushed to her side, kneeling next to her friend who was perched on the toilet, with the lid down. "What's wrong?" she asked pleadingly as her husband lingered in the doorway uselessly.
"It didn't work." Bulma sobbed.
"What didn't work?" Chichi asked, even as Bulma handed her the little stick, still dripping slightly with piss.
Chichi stared at the 'pregnant' sign in shock as Bulma shouted "Nothing can kill them!"
"What are you trying to kill?" Goku asked, finally seeing a way he could be of use and make her crying stop.
Bulma turned to her friend, rage and fear blatant on her face and shouted "SAYIANS! You're all fucking invincible! Why can't you just die?"
"you, you want me dead?" Goku asked quietly heartbroken.
"Not you! It! This! HIM!" she screamed as her thoughts turned to the bastard that left her in such a state.
"Honey," Chichi said turning to her husband. "We just need some time to talk, she's just really upset right now. Can you give us some privacy, please?"
Goku nodded and left the room to sit out in the hall, some small part of him wanted to hear this conversation. It seems Trunks is going to be born after all. He thought to himself.
"sweetie," Chichi said motherly as she pet Blumas hair. "Maybe this is a sign, maybe you were meant to have this baby." She said as she recalled what Goku had told her about Trunks.
"I can't" Bulma sobbed, "I can't do it anyway."
"Well, there are always other approaches then, they can do a surgical abortion." Chichi said dejectedly, but she remained supportive of her friend whatever that may mean.
"No that's what I mean." Bulma said as she wiped the tears from her face, "I can't do it, I just can't do that again." Chichi gave her a confused look as Bulma explained. "I've been having dreams, about this sweet little baby, with my eyes, and my hair and my everything. It's nothing like him. He's not coming back, and other than some really, really screwed up genetics, he's not going to make any impact on this child. It'll be mine, just mine, all mine. And Goku and Gohan proven that, with the right upbringing, Sayian children don't turn out bad. I don't know how I'll manage, but I'll find a way. I can't not find a way. I thought I'd be a terrible mother, but I can learn, I can try. And I can love. And that's what a child needs most right?" she asked eyes pleading for some greater understanding on how to handle everything.
"Yha, that's the most important part. The rest you can learn." Chichi said reassuringly and relieved.
"I'll keep this baby safe," she said laying a hand on her still flat stomach. "And it's sperm donor will have no further impact on it. With everyone else's help of course, I'll raise it right." Almost as an afterthought she added. "If anyone asks, don't tell them who the father is, I don't want him or his reputation affecting this baby in anyway."
"Good idea." Chichi said. "And you know what the first job of a good mother is? Good prenatal care. We need to get you in so we can get the baby checked out and make sure everything's going well."
Urging her friend from the toilet, they left to make the necessary phone calls. As Bulma emerged she was assaulted into a big but gentle hug.
"I'm so glad, B" Goku said to her as he hugged her. "He's going to be so awesome!"
"What makes you think it's a boy?" she asked.
With a not so sly glance to his wife he replied. "I just know these things."
The doctor's office was very upscale, and when Bulma Briefs requested an appointment, arrangements were made immediately. Goku and Chichi went with her, to show their encouragement. And for Chichi at least, to make sure Bulma mentioned the harsh medications the little guy had been subjected to.
With little more than a knowing glance from her friend Bulma said "I was working with some pretty harsh chemicals before I realized I was pregnant. Is there any way to tell if it did any damage?"
"Well it's still early for certain cognitive deficits to show, but any severe physical or neurological problems should be detectable by ultrasound." The doctor replied even as he lifted her shirt and squirted the cold jelly on her abdomen.
After a few minutes wiggling the wand about, he found the little 'blip' he was looking for. "Ah, there he is." He said to her.
"It's a he? I thought it would be too soon to tell." She said shocked to know Goku was right, she was having a son.
"No, you're at least 16 weeks along judging by the size here. I don't see anything too out of place. But I will tell you there is something curious about this little guy. See here" he said circling some little shadow near the blip. "It seems there is a slight growth extending from the spinal cord, it's not presenting the way Spina Bifida would, so I don't want you to be worried. We'll just keep a close eye on it, and it will, most likely work itself out as he grows."
Despite the doctors reassurance Bulma paled as she thought it's a tail. After a few calming breaths to herself she thought, I can just say it's a birth defect, like an extra finger or something. They'll take it off right at the hospital and no one will have to know. She smiled slightly; proud of herself for handling it so well, maybe I am growing up a bit.
Bulma left with a smile on her face, and her first picture of her son in her wallet. As Chichi drove, she stared at the photo and thought, you little man, are they only guy I need in my life, I love you with all my heart. You are my true love.