Hiya folks, this story is coming to a close. Next Chapter will be the End.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or "All By Myself," by Celine Dion.

Ch20

Vegeta blinked softly as his vision cleared. He was sprawled out on the ground facing a sky full of stars. Not a meteorite to be seen. He felt completely depleted. He let out a soft grunt as he rolled over. ::So much for grace:: Even depleted he felt good. He couldn't describe how fulfilled he felt. He had been super sayain. It may have only been brief, but he had done it. ::It was like kakarot said. I needed a trigger. Bulma:: He smiled. Even if he couldn't move at the moment he was happy beyond belief. ::Now she will have to chose me::
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Bulma smiled at her son as she cradled him to her. He was so beautiful even if he still looked a little like a raisin. He had soft lavender hair, blue eyes, and a little lavender tail that was currently wrapped around her wrist as he snored contentedly.
She had been taken to the hospital and directly to delivery and so this was the first time she really got to spend time with Trunks. The Doctors had been amazed that she delivered at home with only her mother and father without any complications.
Trunks weighed 8lbs 5oz and was 20 inches long not including the tail. Her Doctor wanted the tail removed but Bulma wouldn't allow it. It was the sayain part of her son. She wouldn't take that away. Besides Vegeta would probably kill her if she did. He had even told her that he missed his tail. It wouldn't do to have his son suffer the same fate.
Two little blue eyes opened up and blinked.
"Hi there. I didn't think you'd wake up today," Bulma cooed wiping a blob of drool of his chin, "I'm your mama, Trunks Vegeta Briefs."
The little boy continued to stare before a little hand pushed out and went to his mouth. He started sucking on it viciously.
"Are you hungry, little guy," Bulma cooed. A soft grumbling answered. ::another of his father's traits:: Bulma smiled and shifted him so his little mouth was over her now bare breast. It took him a minute to catch on, but once he did he had a hay day.
"My, my, is he a hungry one," Mrs. Briefs cooed. She had never left her daughters side through the whole ordeal.
"yes, he is," Bulma answered, "Thanks for staying with me mom."
"Oh, your welcome dear," her mother chuckled.
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Vegeta stumbled over to the ship that read Capsule 3. ::Kami, I hope it still works.:: He smiled as the door fell open because he pushed the door release button.
After a thorough system check and amazingly everything seemed to be functioning, he re-plotted the course to earth. The ship shook as it came to life and pushed itself off the surface of the meteorite.:: I'm coming for you, Bulma::
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Yamcha couldn't help the sigh he released as he watched Bulma sleep. She was the strongest woman he knew. Maybe that's why she'd fall in love with the strongest available man on Earth. He watched her breathe. There would be some one for himself some day. Just not yet.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the slobbery sounds coming from the little cradle next to Bulma's bed. A small smirk graced his handsome features. He walked over and peered down at Trunks who was currently trying to suck his own toes off.
"Silly boy," Yamcha said as he picked the infant up for a better look at him. Trunks' little tail swayed back and forth lazily.
"Good thing you got your mother's good looks. You'll be a real lady killer when you're older," Yamcha chuckled as he sat down with Trunks. He was feeling slightly jealous of Vegeta at the moment, but he was the one that screwed things up over and over again.
Trunks continued to play with his feet until he found something more interesting to play with; his tail. Trunks watched it sway back and forth. Then he flipped it up between his legs with a little more strength then he meant too. He smacked himself in the face with his own tail. It wasn't a very hard hit, but it was enough to upset the new born and start him fussing.
"Whoa, easy there Trunks," Yamcha smiled and rocked Trunks gently. The baby slow got a hold of himself and stopped pouting.
"You'll be a good father someday," Yamcha jumped a little to see Bulma watching him.
"How long have you been awake," He asked softly and deposited Trunks back in the cradle gently.
"Not very long, But I did hear the "lady killer" crack," Bulma smiled, " I never told you thank you for taking care of me did I?"
"You don't have too. I owe it to you. Besides what are friends for if not to help each other in a time of need," Yamcha smiled at Bulma, "How are you feeling?"
"Sore, but good. Vegeta will be here soon," Bulma answered.
"What? How do you know?" Yamcha asked.
"I just feel it, inside," She whispered, "Can you make sure he gets here without blowing anything up?"
"I will," Yamcha whispered, "don't you worry."

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Next chapter….conclusion to All By Myself. I might do an epilogue too.