A.N: Short and sweet; I try to tie up most loose ends.
EPILOGUE: PRESIDENT BRIEFS
About a year and a half after the end of chapter 16...
In Mercy's Hospital Maternity Ward
"Push harder, d*mn it! Push!"
Bulma screamed as she pushed as hard as she could; soon the wailing of her newborn son joined her screams.
Bulma waited anxiously until they put him into her outstretched arms. Vegeta wasn't there, he left for space three months ago to train in one of her father's ships, but Bulma knew that a part of him had been with her as she delivered. She wasn't worried about Vegeta; she knew she would sense if he was in trouble, but she wished he could have been there for her. She smiled down at the now quiet bundle in her arms, "My son, Trunks, I love you so much, and though he'll never tell you, your daddy loves you also." She kissed him before the nurse took away, and as she drifted off to her well-deserved sleep, she could almost swear she felt Vegeta's presence in the hospital.
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Vegeta was in the hospital (against his better judgement) but he had no real clue where he could find his mate. A busy nurse had pointed him in the direction of the maternity ward, but as he walked through the halls he couldn't sense Bulma anywhere.
Finally as he passed room #274, he felt her; he banged open the door loudly, causing crying from a crib next to Bulma's bed. Vegeta moved quietly to the crib, curious to see what his son looked like. Baby Trunks stopped crying as he looked into Vegeta's face, and then started up again when he didn't recognize the face.
Bulma finally woke up, "Vegeta. You're back."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow; "You don't sound surprised."
"I'm not."
Vegeta put his hands under the baby's armpits and picked him up, "The boy looks nothing like me."
"Thank Kami for small favors," Bulma teased, sitting up. "I'm just kidding. Actually, he has your eyebrows, and I think he's very handsome."
Vegeta handed Bulma the sobbing baby and snorted, "You would say that. The brat looks like you."
Bulma bounced the baby on her knee, making Trunks laugh joyously. "The 'brat's' name is Trunks; is that all right with you?"
Vegeta leaned on the edge of the bed, "Fine. I don't care." he said, he grinned as he suddenly realized something, "Why is it that we always seem to have our conversations in bed?"
Bulma stopped bouncing the baby, "Because that's where your mind always is, hentai."
"Funny, you never seemed to mind before." Vegeta smirked.
Bulma felt the urge to either slap, kiss, or stick her tongue out Vegeta. She ignored all three, and hugged the smiling baby, "You're going to traumatize our baby, now control yourself." she scolded him.
Vegeta felt an unfamiliar feeling seeing his mate caring for his child and he tried to ignore it, "How long did the doctor say you need to rest?"
"Until I'm feeling 100 percent again. I think it'll be three-and-a-half weeks."
Vegeta almost fell off the bed; "I can't wait that long!"
"I waited for you. Think of it as a challenge," Bulma laughed, kissing him on his cheek, "I know how much you LOVE challenges."
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::sobbing::Well, this is good bye, everyone. Thanks again for reading. Please review my story, I appreciate all of you who have before, and I would appreciate it even more if you reviewed me again.
BEST WISHES TO YOU! AND THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO HELPED ME MAKE MY FIRST CHAPTERED STORY POSSIBLE =), I've already started the second.
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