Epilogue
18 smiled as she spotted her brother sitting on the beach. She hadn't seen him in a long time so she took a moment to study him. He was sitting with his legs spread out, leaning back on his arms, and for once there wasn't a restless energy about him, he seemed perfectly serene starring at the sea.
She approached him quietly and was surprised to see a small smile on his face.
"I was wondering when you would come out," 17 whispered softly.
18 smiled and went to sit next to her brother when something odd caught her eye.
"17, what are you doing with a baby?" 18 frowned at him, concerned.
A small baby no more than a couple months old was sitting in between 17's legs, leaning back on him for a pillow. The infant smiled, obviously dreaming.
18 couldn't help herself as she reached out to brush the baby's black spiky hair away from it's cherub face.
17 watched her curiously.
"He's my son," 17 replied absently as the boy's tail curled around his leg.
"A tail?" 18 gasped softly, "So you stayed with the saiyan."
"Yes, just as you stayed with your monk."
"So... Where is she?" 18 asked a bit awkwardly, remembering their last encounter.
"Out breaking tradition," 17 grinned.
18 lifted an eyebrow.
"What's his name?"
"Zarah," 17 replied.
"Zarah?" 18 frowned at him.
17 laughed softly.
"Ava, named them."
"Them?"
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Vegeta paused in the middle of the hallway. There it is again... He was following a sound that seemed to be a cross between singing and growling, it was hauntingly familiar. He stopped in front of his old room and the sound stopped.
Vegeta opened the door slowly, prepared for anything that might come flying at him, and stepped into the room. The room was empty save for the bed 17 had spent two nights in. He was about to retreat and cheek the next room when he saw something move.
His eyes widened as a small bundle in the corner of the room moved slightly.
He edged closer and reached out slowly to remove the piece of the cloth that obstructed his view. He relaxed as he revealed the one thing he had been expecting for awhile.
Vegeta gingerly picked up the infant, noting the tail, and inhaled the soft scent the baby emitted.
"So... little warrior what did Ava name you?" Vegeta asked the baby girl who yawned in response.
"I named her Sasoli," Ava appeared at Vegeta's elbow and smiled as the baby blinked blue eyes at them.
Vegeta smirked at the baby's glare.
"She's a feisty one."
"Yes, we're very proud, she fights with her brother all the time," Ava lifted her head regally.
"Ah, I should have known you would have twins," Vegeta watched Ava as she reclaimed her child from him. "You must show Bulma and Trunks your family, Ava."
"Yes, I must," Ava smiled at him.
Vegeta led Ava from the room.
"Where's the android?"
"He's showing his sister Zarah."
Vegeta nodded his accent with the male name and her methods of knitting a tight circle of protection for her family.
"Are you content, Ava?" Vegeta questioned absently, though they both knew he would personally hurt 17 if the answer happened to be negative.
"Yes," she answered without hesitation, "I am not a broken piece anymore, I'm complete."
The End
AN: Ok, Thanks for reviewing my story you guys it really means alot to me that people read my stories and actually enjoy them. If anyone is interested, I wrote a story dealing with how this odd assortment of saiyans and androids suffer crisis. Will they band together or fall apart at the seams? What's this about Bardock? He's alive? This story is called A World of Saiyans and is almost complete. Enjoy.
