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A CHRISTMAS TO REMEMBER: A DRAGON BALL Z CHRISTMAS
Chapter 1: A Wish is Made
Trunks walked down the hall of Capsule Corporation softly humming a tune; he was in good spirits, as were all the Z Fighters for Christmas was only six days away. Bulma and Bra were even able to get Vegeta to lighten up and enjoy the season. That afternoon, all the Z Fighters were meeting at Capsule Corp. to decorate for the holidays. Trunks was just about to step in the lab to talk to his mom when he was nearly ran over. "Victor, slow down. You know the rules. No running in the house," Trunks told Victor, his little brother, who was just a year younger than Bra.
Victor stopped and returned to where his older brother stood waiting for him. "Sorry, Trunks, guess I'm a little excited. I like this time of year," Victor apologized. He smiled for he held Trunks highly.
Trunks chuckled slightly; Victor had always been carefree and, in manners, reminded Trunks more of Goku than their father. However, in looks, Victor was an exact replica of Vegeta. "I know you do. Just slow it down; you're liable to break something if you don't. Plus, Pan is sleeping. She needs her rest; I don't want you waking her up," Trunks smiled. He and Pan had been married just over a year and she would soon give birth to their first child, "Give me a few minutes to talk to mom and you, dad, and I can go get the tree."
"Mom's not in there," Bra said, walking up the her brothers; in her arms she carried some garland, "She met ChiChi and Videl earlier. They went Christmas shopping and won't be back until this afternoon."
"Let us take those from you; you shouldn't be carrying that," Trunks told his little sister as he and Victor took the garland from her. She smiled, looking just as beautiful as ever despite her large size, for, like Pan, she too would soon give birth to her first child.
"It's not like the garland is heavy, Trunks," Goten said as he came up and kissed Bra on the cheek; they had married on the same day as Trunks and Pan had. Trunks half-smiled and then noticed a stack of boxes coming down the hall.
"Either move or take some of these from me," Vegeta said from behind the boxes as he neared his children. Trunks and Victor handed the few strands of garland back to Bra, who giggled, and then they and Goten each took a box from Vegeta. Vegeta then easily shifted the one box he had left into one arm. "That's better, now I can see," he said jokingly, making his children and son-in-law laugh, "Let's go put these down and then we'll go get the tree together."
Trunks sat his box down in the living room and the others followed suit; he then turned to Vegeta. "Go ahead and go without me. I don't want to leave Pan here alone," Trunks told his father.
Goten put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You go, Trunks, I'll stay with Pan and Bra. It's become tradition for you, Victor, and Vegeta to pick out the tree. Besides, there's tons more boxes of decorations to be brought in here. If we left Bra alone, she'd try moving them herself. You guys go get the tree and we'll stay and finish getting the decorations out," Goten told Trunks.
"Okay," Trunks replied, content to leave his wife and sister in his brother- in-law's care. Vegeta nodded and the group split up.
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"Are you sure it was okay you came with us today?" Videl asked Bulma nervously as the three women sat drinking sodas in the mall food court. Next to their table sat several shopping bags with gifts in them.
"What's with you, Videl? You never had a problem with Bulma coming with us before," ChiChi looked at Videl worriedly; she had been on edge all morning.
Videl looked down, playing with her straw. "I guess I'm just nervous about leaving Pan alone, with the baby due soon and all," she said quietly.
"I understand, Videl, I'm nervous about Bra and, to some extent, Pan, but they're not alone," Bulma replied, putting her hand on top of Videl's, "The boys won't let anything happen to them. And besides, if something should happen, Vegeta is there. He delivered Trunks, Bra, and Victor, he wouldn't let anything happen to Bra or Pan or the babies."
Videl glanced up and smiled weakly at Bulma, feeling only a little better. Just then 18 and Marion walked up to them. "Hello," ChiChi said as she motioned for the two to sit down.
"Hi, I sensed you guys and we thought we'd come find you. Looks like you've got most of your shopping done," 18 commented about the bags by the table.
"Almost. The Z Fighters have just grown to include too many people it seems. We were just about to head to Capsule Corp., care to join us?" Bulma noted. She released Videl's hand and, digging a capsule out of her pocket, "packed up" their gifts before the five women left the mall.
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When Trunks, Victor, and Vegeta returned with the tree, Goten and Bra had finished pulling out the boxes of decorations and were unpacking them. Victor set up the tree stand and just as Trunks and Vegeta were setting the tree in the base, Pan walked in the room. Victor took Trunks' position to finish helping Vegeta place the tree and Trunks walked over to his wife. He gently kissed her and then placed his hand atop hers, which rested on her stomach. She had her other hand pressing against the small of her back, which had been aching for the past few days. "How are you feeling?" Trunks asked gently.
"Better. What can I do to help?" Pan replied, looking at the mounds of boxes around the room.
"Most of these boxes are too heavy for you to have anything to do with. Why don't you go over there, sit on the couch, and help Bra unpack the ornaments? That way, you can help and Goten can come help us with the larger decorations," Vegeta suggested as he nodded toward his daughter and he and Victor walked over to Trunks and Pan.
"Okay, thanks, Vegeta," Pan said happily and then slowly mad her way to the couch. Trunks smiled as he watched his wife; they were both anxious for the birth of their child. Goten began to help them unpack the larger decorations and soon the other Z Fighters as well as the five women at the mall showed up and the decorating party at Capsule Corp. began.
Bulma found some Christmas music to play and then ChiChi and Chiatzu began to make snacks for everyone. Videl pulled out her camera and took pictures as the fighters began to hang up the decorations. "Gohan, Trunks, turn around a minute," Videl called out, noticing the two were right behind Pan. Gohan and Trunks turned around and Videl snapped a picture of her family. She continued to take snap shots, but all the Z Fighters agreed the best one was going to be of when Bulma caught Vegeta under the mistletoe.
"I don't' know why you would hang mistletoe. It makes no sense," Vegeta grumbled as he went back to work with Victor hanging the lights on the tree.
"It's part of the fun of the season, dad," Bra said as she handed her father the next string of lights, "Have fun. Christmas only comes once a year."
"Bra's right, you need to loosen up, Vegeta," Goku said, nudging the saiyan prince in the side. Vegeta's only reply was a grumble.
Bulma giggled at her family but then sighed as she looked outside. Vegeta turned to her, waiting for the reason why she suddenly seemed down. "The only thing that would make this day better, is if it would snow. I can't remember the last time I saw snow," Bulma replied.
"I don't think it ever snows in West City; it's always been nice here," Yamcha said, stopping in midair with the strand of lights he was putting on the window.
"Yea, I guess you're right. Oh well, I'll enjoy what weather we have," Bulma chuckled and went on decorating, but Vegeta looked after her and made a mental note - Bulma wanted a white Christmas.
"Are you okay?" Trunks asked Pan softly as he sat down next to her. He had noticed she topped unpacking ornaments and had leaned back against the couch, rubbing her stomach.
"I think so, I'm just tired. It's hard for me to do much anymore," she replied quietly as she looked at Trunks. He gave her a small smile and gently placed his hand on hers as she leaned back and closed her eyes. Shortly, they both felt a strong kick from their child. "Ooh...that was strong," Pan said as she sat back up. She took hold of Trunks' hand and moved it off of her stomach. He looked worriedly at her as he wrapped his other arm around her shoulders. She turned to smile to let him know she was okay, but just as she did, their child kicked her hard once again. She grimaced at the pain and could only moan softly as Trunks held her. Suddenly, she felt something wet run down her leg. "Trunks," she said softly.
Trunks looked at his wife, who, despite the pain, was smiling. "Mom," Trunks called to Bulma, not taking his eyes off of Pan. The Z Fighters all stopped and turned to look at Trunks and Pan. "Mom," he repeated, "Come here, please."
Bulma handed the ornaments she had in her hand to Vegeta and walked over to the couch. She knelt in front of Pan and placed her hand gently on Pan's stomach just as another contraction hit. Pan moaned softly as Trunks held her. Bulma stood up, smiling. "We need to get her to a bed, she's in labor," Bulma said, letting everyone know what was going on. Trunks gently lifted Pan into his arms and followed Bulma out of the room. The Z Fighters stood in amazement, soon, Trunks and Pan would be parents.
Bulma turned on the light in Pan and Trunks' bedroom while Trunks gently sat Pan down on the edge of the bed. She moaned as a new wave of pain it her. Trunks sat down next to her and held her close as they waited for it to pass. Bulma knelt in front of Pan, who was sobbing softly. "I'm scared," Pan said after the pain passed. She leaned closer into Trunks.
"I know you are, dear. Now come on, lie down. Trunks and I won't leave you. You'll be okay," Bulma said softly as she and Trunks helped Pan lay down on the bed. Pan moaned and held tight to Trunks' hand as pain laid siege of her body once again. Trunks looked at his mother; she recognized the fear in his eyes. Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder. "She's going to be fine, Trunks. Try to stay calm. Soon, you'll be holding your child," she said softly and then began to gather what she would need.
Back in the living room, Videl collapsed on the couch, shaking. "She's going to be fine, Videl. Bulma and Trunks will take care of her," Gohan said gently, holding his wife in his arms.
"I know, Gohan, but I can't help but worry," Videl half-smiled and Gohan hugged her.
"Gohan's right, Videl," ChiChi said as she handed Videl a cup of warm tea, "Now, let's finish decorating. Trunks and Pan will never let us hear the end of it if we don't." The others laughed and nodded. They went on decorating, knowing ChiChi was right. Bra sat down next to Videl and the two of them finished unpacking the ornaments as they all waited on new about Pan.
Within two hours, the Z Fighters finished decorating Capsule Crop., but they still hadn't heard anything about Pan. Vegeta and Victor walked back into the room from taking the last of the boxes back to store them. The Z Fighters had sat around the room eating the cookies and drinking the cider that ChiChi and Chiatzu had made them. At the base of the tree, on the floor, sat a golden star, the tree topper. Victor looked at it, making the mental note that the tree was incomplete without it; he sighed.
"The star will be put up," Vegeta said, placing a hand on his youngest son's shoulder, "That has always been Trunks' part. He will still put it up this year. Just give him some time." Vegeta's voice carried the worry that they all shared; it had been too long without news. Just as Videl was about to say something, they all heard Pan scream from down the hall. Videl held tight to Gohan as they anxiously awaited news of their daughter and grandchild.
"Shh, there now," Bulma said softly as she wrapped her first grandchild in a warm blanket and Trunks helped Pan lay back down against the pillows. She smiled weakly at him as Bulma approached them. "Here we go. Go see daddy," Bulma smiled as she gently handed the child to Trunks.
Pan smiled as Trunks held their child. "Go show the others, I'm sure they're anxious for news," she said softly then closed her eyes, she was exhausted. Trunks gently kissed her on the forehead and quietly slipped out of the room.
"What could be taking so long? Vegeta, can you go find out what's going on?" ChiChi asked. They were all worried now and Videl had all but passed out from fear for her daughter.
Just as Vegeta was about to walk out of the room, Trunks walked in. "Sorry, guys, we didn't mean to scare you. He took a while to get here," Trunks said softly as he smiled at his sleeping son in his arms.
"It's a boy?" Vegeta asked softly, standing next to Trunks.
"Hmm," Trunks smiled as he looked at his father. A new expression appeared on Vegeta's face, one of wonder, and of pride. Trunks shifted the sleeping child in his arms. "Here, dad," Trunks handed the boy to Vegeta, "Meet your grandson."
Vegeta gently took the boy in his arms as the other Z Fighters gathered around. Vegeta carefully pulled back the blanket so they could all see the newborn child. The boy opened his eyes; they were as blue as his father's but in every other way, the new saiyan resembled Vegeta, right down to the black, saiyan hair. "Have you picked out a name yet?" Victor, who had been looking over Vegeta's shoulder, asked.
"We've had it picked out for a while. Somehow, Pan knew it was a boy and that he would look like dad. She suggested the name," Trunks smiled as his son took hold of his finger.
"So what is it already, Trunks?" Videl asked as Vegeta handed Gohan their grandson.
"His name is Vegeta," Pan said softly from the doorway where she was supported by Bulma.
"You shouldn't be up," Trunks said, taking Pan from his mother.
"She's fine, Trunks; she is saiyan after all. She will be fully recovered in the week," Vegeta said, walking to his son and daughter-in-law, "I'm honored that you named your son after me."
"We thought it was appropriate," Pan replied as Bra took Little Vegeta into her arms.
"He's beautiful," Bra said as she handed him to Pan. Pan smiled as she tucked her son back into the blanket. Trunks gently kissed the top of Pan's head and gently pulled her to him.
"You two must be exhausted and it's getting late. We all should probably head home," ChiChi stated, caring for the well being of Pan and Little Vegeta as well as Bra, whom ChiChi notice was growing restless. The Z Fighters began to leave, saying their good-byes and congratulating Pan and Trunks. Soon, only the Sons remained at Capsule Corp.
"Mom, just so you won't worry, Bra and I are staying here tonight. Bra wants to spend some time with her family," Goten told ChiChi as they prepared to leave.
"Alright, take care all of you," ChiChi said and then she and Goku said their good-byes and left. Videl and Gohan also said goodbye and left after holding their new grandson one more time.
"I think it would be wise if we all turned in, too. It's been a long day. You all go on to bed and Vegeta and I will finish cleaning up in here," Bulma told her children and children-in-law. Only Victor gave a fight, but he, too, soon retired to his room. Shortly, all at Capsule Corp. were snug in their beds with thoughts of the white Christmas they all wanted resting in their heads.
Trunks gently laid Little Vegeta in the cradle next to their bed as Pan crawled into bed. Trunks turned out the light and then crawled into bed. Pan sighed as she rolled onto her side and laid her head on Trunks' shoulder, snuggling next to him. He smiled, wrapped his arm around her, and gently kissed her. They slept peacefully that night in each other's arms with their son nearby.
A CHRISTMAS TO REMEMBER: A DRAGON BALL Z CHRISTMAS
Chapter 1: A Wish is Made
Trunks walked down the hall of Capsule Corporation softly humming a tune; he was in good spirits, as were all the Z Fighters for Christmas was only six days away. Bulma and Bra were even able to get Vegeta to lighten up and enjoy the season. That afternoon, all the Z Fighters were meeting at Capsule Corp. to decorate for the holidays. Trunks was just about to step in the lab to talk to his mom when he was nearly ran over. "Victor, slow down. You know the rules. No running in the house," Trunks told Victor, his little brother, who was just a year younger than Bra.
Victor stopped and returned to where his older brother stood waiting for him. "Sorry, Trunks, guess I'm a little excited. I like this time of year," Victor apologized. He smiled for he held Trunks highly.
Trunks chuckled slightly; Victor had always been carefree and, in manners, reminded Trunks more of Goku than their father. However, in looks, Victor was an exact replica of Vegeta. "I know you do. Just slow it down; you're liable to break something if you don't. Plus, Pan is sleeping. She needs her rest; I don't want you waking her up," Trunks smiled. He and Pan had been married just over a year and she would soon give birth to their first child, "Give me a few minutes to talk to mom and you, dad, and I can go get the tree."
"Mom's not in there," Bra said, walking up the her brothers; in her arms she carried some garland, "She met ChiChi and Videl earlier. They went Christmas shopping and won't be back until this afternoon."
"Let us take those from you; you shouldn't be carrying that," Trunks told his little sister as he and Victor took the garland from her. She smiled, looking just as beautiful as ever despite her large size, for, like Pan, she too would soon give birth to her first child.
"It's not like the garland is heavy, Trunks," Goten said as he came up and kissed Bra on the cheek; they had married on the same day as Trunks and Pan had. Trunks half-smiled and then noticed a stack of boxes coming down the hall.
"Either move or take some of these from me," Vegeta said from behind the boxes as he neared his children. Trunks and Victor handed the few strands of garland back to Bra, who giggled, and then they and Goten each took a box from Vegeta. Vegeta then easily shifted the one box he had left into one arm. "That's better, now I can see," he said jokingly, making his children and son-in-law laugh, "Let's go put these down and then we'll go get the tree together."
Trunks sat his box down in the living room and the others followed suit; he then turned to Vegeta. "Go ahead and go without me. I don't want to leave Pan here alone," Trunks told his father.
Goten put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You go, Trunks, I'll stay with Pan and Bra. It's become tradition for you, Victor, and Vegeta to pick out the tree. Besides, there's tons more boxes of decorations to be brought in here. If we left Bra alone, she'd try moving them herself. You guys go get the tree and we'll stay and finish getting the decorations out," Goten told Trunks.
"Okay," Trunks replied, content to leave his wife and sister in his brother- in-law's care. Vegeta nodded and the group split up.
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"Are you sure it was okay you came with us today?" Videl asked Bulma nervously as the three women sat drinking sodas in the mall food court. Next to their table sat several shopping bags with gifts in them.
"What's with you, Videl? You never had a problem with Bulma coming with us before," ChiChi looked at Videl worriedly; she had been on edge all morning.
Videl looked down, playing with her straw. "I guess I'm just nervous about leaving Pan alone, with the baby due soon and all," she said quietly.
"I understand, Videl, I'm nervous about Bra and, to some extent, Pan, but they're not alone," Bulma replied, putting her hand on top of Videl's, "The boys won't let anything happen to them. And besides, if something should happen, Vegeta is there. He delivered Trunks, Bra, and Victor, he wouldn't let anything happen to Bra or Pan or the babies."
Videl glanced up and smiled weakly at Bulma, feeling only a little better. Just then 18 and Marion walked up to them. "Hello," ChiChi said as she motioned for the two to sit down.
"Hi, I sensed you guys and we thought we'd come find you. Looks like you've got most of your shopping done," 18 commented about the bags by the table.
"Almost. The Z Fighters have just grown to include too many people it seems. We were just about to head to Capsule Corp., care to join us?" Bulma noted. She released Videl's hand and, digging a capsule out of her pocket, "packed up" their gifts before the five women left the mall.
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When Trunks, Victor, and Vegeta returned with the tree, Goten and Bra had finished pulling out the boxes of decorations and were unpacking them. Victor set up the tree stand and just as Trunks and Vegeta were setting the tree in the base, Pan walked in the room. Victor took Trunks' position to finish helping Vegeta place the tree and Trunks walked over to his wife. He gently kissed her and then placed his hand atop hers, which rested on her stomach. She had her other hand pressing against the small of her back, which had been aching for the past few days. "How are you feeling?" Trunks asked gently.
"Better. What can I do to help?" Pan replied, looking at the mounds of boxes around the room.
"Most of these boxes are too heavy for you to have anything to do with. Why don't you go over there, sit on the couch, and help Bra unpack the ornaments? That way, you can help and Goten can come help us with the larger decorations," Vegeta suggested as he nodded toward his daughter and he and Victor walked over to Trunks and Pan.
"Okay, thanks, Vegeta," Pan said happily and then slowly mad her way to the couch. Trunks smiled as he watched his wife; they were both anxious for the birth of their child. Goten began to help them unpack the larger decorations and soon the other Z Fighters as well as the five women at the mall showed up and the decorating party at Capsule Corp. began.
Bulma found some Christmas music to play and then ChiChi and Chiatzu began to make snacks for everyone. Videl pulled out her camera and took pictures as the fighters began to hang up the decorations. "Gohan, Trunks, turn around a minute," Videl called out, noticing the two were right behind Pan. Gohan and Trunks turned around and Videl snapped a picture of her family. She continued to take snap shots, but all the Z Fighters agreed the best one was going to be of when Bulma caught Vegeta under the mistletoe.
"I don't' know why you would hang mistletoe. It makes no sense," Vegeta grumbled as he went back to work with Victor hanging the lights on the tree.
"It's part of the fun of the season, dad," Bra said as she handed her father the next string of lights, "Have fun. Christmas only comes once a year."
"Bra's right, you need to loosen up, Vegeta," Goku said, nudging the saiyan prince in the side. Vegeta's only reply was a grumble.
Bulma giggled at her family but then sighed as she looked outside. Vegeta turned to her, waiting for the reason why she suddenly seemed down. "The only thing that would make this day better, is if it would snow. I can't remember the last time I saw snow," Bulma replied.
"I don't think it ever snows in West City; it's always been nice here," Yamcha said, stopping in midair with the strand of lights he was putting on the window.
"Yea, I guess you're right. Oh well, I'll enjoy what weather we have," Bulma chuckled and went on decorating, but Vegeta looked after her and made a mental note - Bulma wanted a white Christmas.
"Are you okay?" Trunks asked Pan softly as he sat down next to her. He had noticed she topped unpacking ornaments and had leaned back against the couch, rubbing her stomach.
"I think so, I'm just tired. It's hard for me to do much anymore," she replied quietly as she looked at Trunks. He gave her a small smile and gently placed his hand on hers as she leaned back and closed her eyes. Shortly, they both felt a strong kick from their child. "Ooh...that was strong," Pan said as she sat back up. She took hold of Trunks' hand and moved it off of her stomach. He looked worriedly at her as he wrapped his other arm around her shoulders. She turned to smile to let him know she was okay, but just as she did, their child kicked her hard once again. She grimaced at the pain and could only moan softly as Trunks held her. Suddenly, she felt something wet run down her leg. "Trunks," she said softly.
Trunks looked at his wife, who, despite the pain, was smiling. "Mom," Trunks called to Bulma, not taking his eyes off of Pan. The Z Fighters all stopped and turned to look at Trunks and Pan. "Mom," he repeated, "Come here, please."
Bulma handed the ornaments she had in her hand to Vegeta and walked over to the couch. She knelt in front of Pan and placed her hand gently on Pan's stomach just as another contraction hit. Pan moaned softly as Trunks held her. Bulma stood up, smiling. "We need to get her to a bed, she's in labor," Bulma said, letting everyone know what was going on. Trunks gently lifted Pan into his arms and followed Bulma out of the room. The Z Fighters stood in amazement, soon, Trunks and Pan would be parents.
Bulma turned on the light in Pan and Trunks' bedroom while Trunks gently sat Pan down on the edge of the bed. She moaned as a new wave of pain it her. Trunks sat down next to her and held her close as they waited for it to pass. Bulma knelt in front of Pan, who was sobbing softly. "I'm scared," Pan said after the pain passed. She leaned closer into Trunks.
"I know you are, dear. Now come on, lie down. Trunks and I won't leave you. You'll be okay," Bulma said softly as she and Trunks helped Pan lay down on the bed. Pan moaned and held tight to Trunks' hand as pain laid siege of her body once again. Trunks looked at his mother; she recognized the fear in his eyes. Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder. "She's going to be fine, Trunks. Try to stay calm. Soon, you'll be holding your child," she said softly and then began to gather what she would need.
Back in the living room, Videl collapsed on the couch, shaking. "She's going to be fine, Videl. Bulma and Trunks will take care of her," Gohan said gently, holding his wife in his arms.
"I know, Gohan, but I can't help but worry," Videl half-smiled and Gohan hugged her.
"Gohan's right, Videl," ChiChi said as she handed Videl a cup of warm tea, "Now, let's finish decorating. Trunks and Pan will never let us hear the end of it if we don't." The others laughed and nodded. They went on decorating, knowing ChiChi was right. Bra sat down next to Videl and the two of them finished unpacking the ornaments as they all waited on new about Pan.
Within two hours, the Z Fighters finished decorating Capsule Crop., but they still hadn't heard anything about Pan. Vegeta and Victor walked back into the room from taking the last of the boxes back to store them. The Z Fighters had sat around the room eating the cookies and drinking the cider that ChiChi and Chiatzu had made them. At the base of the tree, on the floor, sat a golden star, the tree topper. Victor looked at it, making the mental note that the tree was incomplete without it; he sighed.
"The star will be put up," Vegeta said, placing a hand on his youngest son's shoulder, "That has always been Trunks' part. He will still put it up this year. Just give him some time." Vegeta's voice carried the worry that they all shared; it had been too long without news. Just as Videl was about to say something, they all heard Pan scream from down the hall. Videl held tight to Gohan as they anxiously awaited news of their daughter and grandchild.
"Shh, there now," Bulma said softly as she wrapped her first grandchild in a warm blanket and Trunks helped Pan lay back down against the pillows. She smiled weakly at him as Bulma approached them. "Here we go. Go see daddy," Bulma smiled as she gently handed the child to Trunks.
Pan smiled as Trunks held their child. "Go show the others, I'm sure they're anxious for news," she said softly then closed her eyes, she was exhausted. Trunks gently kissed her on the forehead and quietly slipped out of the room.
"What could be taking so long? Vegeta, can you go find out what's going on?" ChiChi asked. They were all worried now and Videl had all but passed out from fear for her daughter.
Just as Vegeta was about to walk out of the room, Trunks walked in. "Sorry, guys, we didn't mean to scare you. He took a while to get here," Trunks said softly as he smiled at his sleeping son in his arms.
"It's a boy?" Vegeta asked softly, standing next to Trunks.
"Hmm," Trunks smiled as he looked at his father. A new expression appeared on Vegeta's face, one of wonder, and of pride. Trunks shifted the sleeping child in his arms. "Here, dad," Trunks handed the boy to Vegeta, "Meet your grandson."
Vegeta gently took the boy in his arms as the other Z Fighters gathered around. Vegeta carefully pulled back the blanket so they could all see the newborn child. The boy opened his eyes; they were as blue as his father's but in every other way, the new saiyan resembled Vegeta, right down to the black, saiyan hair. "Have you picked out a name yet?" Victor, who had been looking over Vegeta's shoulder, asked.
"We've had it picked out for a while. Somehow, Pan knew it was a boy and that he would look like dad. She suggested the name," Trunks smiled as his son took hold of his finger.
"So what is it already, Trunks?" Videl asked as Vegeta handed Gohan their grandson.
"His name is Vegeta," Pan said softly from the doorway where she was supported by Bulma.
"You shouldn't be up," Trunks said, taking Pan from his mother.
"She's fine, Trunks; she is saiyan after all. She will be fully recovered in the week," Vegeta said, walking to his son and daughter-in-law, "I'm honored that you named your son after me."
"We thought it was appropriate," Pan replied as Bra took Little Vegeta into her arms.
"He's beautiful," Bra said as she handed him to Pan. Pan smiled as she tucked her son back into the blanket. Trunks gently kissed the top of Pan's head and gently pulled her to him.
"You two must be exhausted and it's getting late. We all should probably head home," ChiChi stated, caring for the well being of Pan and Little Vegeta as well as Bra, whom ChiChi notice was growing restless. The Z Fighters began to leave, saying their good-byes and congratulating Pan and Trunks. Soon, only the Sons remained at Capsule Corp.
"Mom, just so you won't worry, Bra and I are staying here tonight. Bra wants to spend some time with her family," Goten told ChiChi as they prepared to leave.
"Alright, take care all of you," ChiChi said and then she and Goku said their good-byes and left. Videl and Gohan also said goodbye and left after holding their new grandson one more time.
"I think it would be wise if we all turned in, too. It's been a long day. You all go on to bed and Vegeta and I will finish cleaning up in here," Bulma told her children and children-in-law. Only Victor gave a fight, but he, too, soon retired to his room. Shortly, all at Capsule Corp. were snug in their beds with thoughts of the white Christmas they all wanted resting in their heads.
Trunks gently laid Little Vegeta in the cradle next to their bed as Pan crawled into bed. Trunks turned out the light and then crawled into bed. Pan sighed as she rolled onto her side and laid her head on Trunks' shoulder, snuggling next to him. He smiled, wrapped his arm around her, and gently kissed her. They slept peacefully that night in each other's arms with their son nearby.