WARNING! Slow middle and sappiness ahead!

Claire stood in her thin black shorts and black sports bra, slamming at the entrance to the gravity machine/spaceship door for someone to turn off the gravity machine so she could get in.

Finally she heard a few beeps and Trunks opened the door. "Yo, Aunty C! Goten came and Six-Six is giving us pointers!"

Claire tilted her head to the side. "Six-Six?"

Trunks smiled. "Yeah, Goten and I cam up with it as a nickname for #16. As you can probably tell, #16 is quite a mouthful."

Claire shrugged her shoulders. "Well, it works!"

She followed Trunks in and saw Goten wave and say, "Hi, Aunty C!"

Claire waved back and replied, "Hi, Lil G!" She then turned to #16, smirked, and said, "Hi, Six-Six!"

#16 smirked back, but resisted the urge to reply just as sarcastically, 'Hi, Aunty C!'

Trunks turned to Goten and went into a fighting stance. Goten also went into a fighting stance, and they dove at each other.

Claire and #16 watched them spar for a bit before Claire turned to 316 and asked, "You want to spar?"

Without turning his head, #16 replied, "I don't fight."

Claire looked at him quizzically, then turned back to where Goten and Trunks were zipping around. "Well," Claire commented, "It isn't really fighting."

"You're persistent," he replied.

She smiled. "Yup!" She decided to give it another try. "Couldn't you spar just a little bit? Common, no pain, no death, no ill will."

#16, still not wanting to fight, but knowing that he wasn't going to win this argument, consented. ""Ok, but just this once." He turned to Claire and was surprised at seeing her look at him with the same look as when he said she could pet the bird.

Claire, excited at the thought of a spar with someone new, grinned. "Hooray! Now, let us begin." She went into her fighting stance that was frighteningly similar to Vegeta's.

#16, not truly believing that he had agreed to this. He waved at Claire to continue, not taking a fighting stance.

Claire smirked. "Just think of it as training for the possibility that Desdomina will attack you," she said as she charged.

#16 blocked her first punch with ease, then her other rapid punches and occasional kicks. He felt a wall behind him and jumped off it towards the center, then immediately ducked, dodging a hard kick. He landed on the ground, only to jump up again, dodging a punch that shattered part of the floor.

By this time Goten and Trunk had stopped to watch. Goten, while doing his best to follow the fight, asked, "So, you've never heard of Aunty C going Super Sayin?"

Trunks shook his head.

Just then, a beautiful woman crashed through the gravity machine/spaceship door. She had blond, reasonably lengthed hair, and eyes the same exact color as #16's. She looked around the room until she spotted the sparers. "16!" she cried out.

#16 put a hand out, singling Claire to stop, and asked, "18?"

The lady stood still, breathing hard, then she whispered, "He is back!"

As #16 and #18 carefully watched each other, Claire could sense the awkward moment. Wondering who would speak first, she also wondered ahead to what they would say.

Then, through the door behind #18 came a short man with black hair cut at his ears. He stopped beside #18 and leaned over, putting his hands on his knees, panting. He said, "18, you didn't have to fly so fast!"

Claire poked #16 while #18 was distracted. When he looked over, she whispered, "Go down there and greet her!"

#16 looked back to #18 then floated down. He walked to her and said, "It's... been a while."

#18 nodded. She tilted her head to the side a little bit. "Something seems different about you."

#16 replied, "Dr. Brief rebuilt me from scratch, so it could be just about anything."

The blonde haired woman smiled. "You've got a point."

Out of nowhere, a young man ran through the door and faced #16. He smiled, tears coming to his eyes. He had black, spiky hair and looked a little like Goku. A tear ran down his cheek as he ran forward and threw his arms around #16's neck. He cried silently as #16 embraced him with an arm.

Everyone stood silently, figuring that he was probably crying because he still remembered watching #16's decapitated head being stomped on and destroyed by Cell.

Goten went over and tugged on the crying teenager's pants. "Ani," he asked, "Why are you crying?"

He let go of #16 and wiped away his tears, then ruffled Goten's hair. "Just something from long ago."

Goten smiled and held his arms up towards his big brother, indicating that he wanted to be picked up, sensing the distress of his older sibling. He got picked up, and he made sure to hold on a little tighter than usual.

#16 said, "Gohan, I was wondering when I would get to see you again."

Gohan smiled. "I never thought that I'd get to see you again!" he then turned to #18. "And I was quite sure that I'd beat you hear."

Claire and Trunks made their way towards the crowd, the lavender haired boy quickly gravitating to Gohan and Goten. Claire, knowing that this conversation was going nowhere fast, said, "Why don't we all go sit down? It'd probably be more pleasant than standing around here, and Krillin and #18 have come an especially long way."

Krillin scratched the back of his head and grinned, saying, "Yeah, I'm actually pretty pooped from trying to keep up with her." He pointed with his thumb at #18.

#16 came upon a bit of data added in by Dr. Brief (well, more likely Bulma had something to do with it): #18 and Krillin were married and had a daughter named Marron. As he followed the crowd out of the room, he tried to imagine #18 as a mom and failed.

As they reached the socializing table, everyone noticed Mama arranging cups of tea on the table. She smiled as said in her perky voice, "Oh, good! I was just about to get you all! Why don't y'all take a seat?"

As they looked around, trying to figure out where they would sit, they finally realized that there were already two people at the table: a pleasant looking Bulma and a 'if-you-say-anything-I-swear-I'll-kill-you' Vegeta.

The table was a big circle, so they sat in the order of Bulma, Vegeta, Claire, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, #16, #18, Krillin, Mama, then back to Bulma again. Everyone sat in peaceful silence, lost in their own thoughts.

Then Claire almost did a spit take, but swallowed her tea instead. No one had noticed. She nudged Vegeta discreetly with her elbow until he opened his resting eyes, looking over at her. Claire half whispered, "I just realized why the name Bardock sounded so familiar. And it's not just because of how well known he was."

Vegeta blinked a few times, paused, then a dawning look of realization came to his face. He looked away while Claire worriedly chewed her lower lip. Vegeta abruptly shot up from his chair, making it crash to the floor, and left without a word.

Everyone snapped out of their thoughts at the disturbance. Claire muttered something under her breath as she stood up, excusing her self from the table and following Vegeta out of the room.

Claire found her younger sibling leaning with his back against the siding of the stairwell, arms crossed.

Before she could say anything, Vegeta spoke up. "Isn't this wonderful? Just fucking wonderful? You're a half-sister to that fool, too?"

Claire looked at her feet and hoarsely whispered, "Actually, what Mother had weren't miscarriages...."

Vegeta's eyes and mouth shot open, but he quickly composed and clenched his jaw shut. Through locked teeth, he said in a deadly calm voice, "So you mean that you are more of a sister to HIM?" He turned with one step to face Claire and slammed his fist against the wall beside her head. Hunks of wall fell to the ground and dust swirled through the air. He felt his eyes sting and clenched his fists even tighter than they already were. He was NOT going to be weak!

Vegeta felt Claire throw her arms around his neck and whisper softly, "No one will ever be more of a brother to me than you."

Vegeta felt it even harder to hold himself back from tears, but suddenly noticed his shoulder becoming wet with Claire's tears. He removed his hand from the wall and stroked her hair lightly with his fingertips, but his thoughts were somewhere else.

He was related to Kakarrot.

A/N: What did I tell you, huh? Now, onto typing the next chapter!