As promised, here is the end to my story. Thanks again for your patience. Hopefully, I won't leave you guys hanging like that again with future stories. Read, review, let me know what you think so I can fix any flaws and improve my writing.

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Bulma smiled to herself as she stared out her window. Vegeta was inside the the gravity room, training as usual. Bulma didn't mind though, she readily accepted the fact that next to her, training was most important. Her husband had his training and she had her work at Capsule Corp.

Even though in Vegeta's mind they were already married, Bulma insisted that they legally marry. So, reluctantly, Vegeta let Bulma take him to a small courthouse where they were legally married. Besides, Bulma made it up to him on their "official" honeymoon. No complaints there. Bulma thought smugly, recalling the things she did to her Saiyan husband.

Her parents were shocked when Bulma returned home informing them she had married the ill-tempered Saiyan prince. Dr. Briefs' jaw had practically dropped to the floor and Mrs. Briefs giggled insanely and hugged Vegeta tightly jumping up and down with excitement. Vegeta blushed furiously and was shocked at being held by the insane giggling woman. Bulma giggled at the memory.

. Then, as Bulma stared out the window, her husband emerged from the gravity room, looking exhausted and worn down. He smiled when he looked up and saw her standing at her bedroom window. Then, suddenly, the smile dropped from his face and was replaced with a sinister look. Bulma recoiled from the window in fear as the prince flew through her window, shattering glass.

"VEGETA!" Bulma screamed as she shielded her face from flying glass. "What the hell is wrong with—"

"WHO'S HERE?" Vegeta demanded, pushing Bulma behind him and looking about the room with a wild look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Bulma demanded, hands on her hips.

Vegeta turned all about, looking around the room, ready to defend his wife. He slowly relaxed looking confused. "But I sensed….another power level….greater than yours." Vegeta was confused. Then a thought popped in his mind.

He turned to face Bulma. Bulma's eyes widened at the look on Vegeta's face. Why... does he look…happy? Bulma was thoroughly confused as Vegeta eyed her stomach. Vegeta's eyes grew wide with amazement.

"It's coming….from…you!" Vegeta stated in a soft voice.

Surprised, Bulma looked down. Then, realization hit her like a pail of cold water. "I'm….pregnant?" Bulma asked, surprised.

He pulled the shocked Bulma close to him and embraced her, kissing her softly on the lips. "It will be a boy and he will surpass all in fighting strength," Vegeta declared proudly.

"You can tell that from the power level?" Bulma asked, surprised.

"No," Vegeta stated. "But I want a son." He told his wife firmly.

Bulma pulled back and looked at Vegeta. Mischief sparkled in her eyes. "Hey! The baby could be a girl, you know." Bulma turned her nose up and lifted her head proudly, glaring at her husband out of the corner of her eye.

"Hmpf," Vegeta smirked. Then he got an idea in his head. "We'll settle this later," he told Bulma, leading her to the bed.

Bulma lay in her husband's arms, listening to him breathe softly in his deep sleep. She stared out her window up at the full moon. The sky was filled with stars, all glistening brightly. The light from the moon washed over her bare chest, and gave her hair a dull blue glow in the dark bedroom.

Not much longer until the androids get here. Bulma thought with fear as she

gently stroked her stomach, marveling at the life within her. What if Vegeta can't beat them—STOP IT BULMA! Bulma argued with herself. She had been doing this for a while now as each day between them and the androids' arrival passed. She was afraid for Vegeta. Afraid for them all. And now afraid for her unborn child.

"Bulma," Vegeta muttered in his sleep.

Bulma smiled widely and curled up even closer to Vegeta. His arms protectively encircled her small frame tighter.

Please let them be ok. Bulma drifted off to sleep, in the arms of her husband.