Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or anything connected with it.

A/N: Oh yeah! The ending speech is something you should keep in mind! For it's still not the end!

That day

Eight months passed since the discovery of Millenia's pregnancy, and things weren't going fine. The mother was still alive, but she was in a horrible condition. Her hair was ragged, and even though she ate more than ever, her frame was thinner than it was when she arrived to Earth. Her face was pale, her lips were dry, and her once beautiful bright eyes were dull. Gohan sat by her all day, and he wasn't looking fine either. Dark bags were under his eyes from sleepless nights, he was thin too from lack of proper eating, but his eyes sparkled with infinite hope.

He sat in a chair next to her bed, and held her cold hand, as she slept. A small knock came from the door then Goten entered the room. He was the only one, who helped Gohan in this crisis. He brought him food, and encouraged him whenever he was down.

Gohan nodded at his brother and he smiled back briefly. Goten handed the other a mug of coffee and a sandwich. The elder Son muttered a 'thanks', and he started to eat. Goten watched him with worry in his eyes. The younger man really didn't understand his mother. Goku eventually accepted the couple, and wanted to visit to help, but Chichi wouldn't let him. She would keep him busy with something all the time. Why was she so cruel? Why did she let her son suffer?

"Hi… Go… ten…" Millenia muttered out, waking up.

"Hello, Millenia." He whispered. Her sister-in-law yawned.

"I'm… thirsty." She said softly. Goten fetched her a glass of water, and after he poured it into her mouth, he slowly fed her a sandwich. She tried to smile in return, but only a twisted flinch came out. After finishing her small meal, as Goten helped her drink she spit out her tea as a rapid pain coursed through her abdomen.

"My… God…" She moaned in pain. "I'm…in labor!" She whimpered loudly.

"WHAT!" Gohan jumped up. "B-b-but… you still have one month!"

"Well… seems he… doesn't care… Gohan!" She whined as he felt her water just spill. "God damn it!" She yelled. Goten just arrived with the nurses. They took Millenia away, and Gohan followed. "Gohan…" She whimpered. "Gohan… I don't think… I'm going…" She yelped out, and she never finished her sentence. At the doors, she looked into his eyes.

"I don't want you in there." She stated then screamed out as another wave of pain washed through her.

Gohan stood in front of the now closed doors, stunned. She didn't want him in there? Why? Why didn't she want his support?

He sat down on the white plastic bench, next to his brother. He still stared at the doors with a blank face.

"I think… she doesn't want you to see her in case she dies…" Goten muttered out. Hearing this, Gohan couldn't take emotional pain anymore, and he broke down into a miserable weep. He cried, burying his ache-twisted face into his palms. He just couldn't take all this anymore. Seeing his wife in that horrifying condition, knowing that she could die at any time just made him lose all his coolness, and he just cried. He barely felt Goten hugging him as a weak comfort. Gohan felt lost and useless as he sat there weeping miserably on the shoulder of his younger brother.

"Gohan…" Came a soft whisper. The man looked up, only to see his father's face. "Where's she?" Goku asked. His son nodded towards the doors as an answer. The warrior sighed, and sat on the other side of Gohan. "I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner, but your mother…"

"I know. Goten told me." Gohan interrupted. "I'm glad you're here, dad."

"She will make it, there's no way Millenia could die. She just… has to live." Goku said calmly. In the inside, his heart was trembling with panic for his cousin.

"Yes. She has to." His elder son agreed, nodding. Just then a blood-chilling scream came from behind the doors, and Gohan's heart stopped beating for a moment. That pain he heard in the scream… and what followed afterwards…

"We'll lose her!" A nurse yelled. Gohan swallowed; his eyes were wide with horror, his breathing quick and ragged.

After excruciating hours that seemed an eternity, the doctor came out, wearing a disturbed frown. Gohan's heart was pounding in his throat, as he approached them.

"How is she?" Goku asked, his voice quivering with fear.

"Well… we… almost lost her, but she's alive. The baby is completely healthy… though he had a tail. We cut it off as you've requested us before." Gohan sighed in relief. Millenia was alive and their son was well. What else would he need? "It's a miracle she made it through. The father may go in."

Gohan rushed into the room, and his breath was caught in his throat as he was greeted by the beautiful smile of his wife, and her emerald eyes were sparkling with life and happiness again. She held a small bundle in her arms, and as Gohan walked over, he saw a small boy staring at him with beautiful bright green eyes.

"I think he's a little copy of you. Only his eyes are emerald. Like mine." Millenia smiled at her husband. "What do you think of the name Jiro?"

"Sure. Son Jiro is my son." He tickled his small face, and he reached up with his small hands and grabbed his finger firmly. He then pulled on him, and tried to chew his finger. Millenia laughed as small Jiro yawned and closed his sparkling eyes.

"You made it." Gohan whispered, staring into his wife's eyes. She nodded with a smile.

"Gohan… do you want a big family? Because… I don't think I'll make it next time. They had to revitalize me, you know." She whispered, not meeting his eyes.

"Millenia, you know I can't live without you. Even if I wanted a big family, I'm willing to give that up for you, for I don't want you to die." He answered, turning her head towards him to look into his eyes. They smiled at each other, and leaned in for a kiss.

The danger was over, and Millenia was one of the rare Spirit Fighters who survived the delivery of a boy. Even if by a second chance given by the doctors, she still was not ordinary. No wonder. She's the heir of the Royal Throne of Itaoo. She's the princess of all Spirit Fighters…