Stop me, before it's too late.

I wanna thank: Kuwabaramikey 17 (who was concerned about Vegeta's kid .), WenYongFa(who added me to her favorite authors + added my story to her favorite story list! THNX!) and last but NOT least! ForeVer-Vegeta's-12 (the one who is hooked up with this story!) Thank you all very much! Hope you (and everyone else) like this part! Too bad for all of you..this is the LAST PART!

Disclaimer: Again..I tell everybody who needs and wants to hear...I DO NOT own DBZ or any characters in this story!

Chapter 3: Welcome back

"Great...just great.." He mumbled, thinking he was too late. He looked around and saw the doctor's personal assistant.

"May I help you, Sir?" The lady asked.

"Where's Bulma?" He asked.

"She's inside Sir, if you want to talk to her, I suggest you wait 'till she's done. It's not a pretty sight inside there." She said, pointing at the door that lead to the operationroom. The door opened and Bulma walked out, with tears in her eyes. She looked around and saw Vegeta standing there.

'I'm too late' He thought and turned on his heels, heading for the door.

"Vegeta?" Bulma asked.

"Vegeta, stop." She said and Vegeta stood still, not turning around to face her. He couldn't. He made her life hell, or worst. It was all his fault...now she had an abortion that they would regret...he already did...did she? Would she? It was his child after all..she hated him, didn't she?

"I didn't do it, Vegeta. I couldn't." She said, as if she knew the question that lingered in his head. He turned around and looked at her in shock.

"Why not, woman?"

"Because..I want this child. Maybe you don't, but I do..and I will raise it like I raised Trunks, with all the love I can give." She said, no emotions showing in her face, matching Vegeta's face. But only the both of them could see that they did care.

"I understand." Vegeta said and was about to leave, but again Bulma stopped him, this time by holding his arm.

"Is that all you have to say?" She asked him, a quizzical look on her face. He gazed at her.

"What else should I say?"He said. Bulma couldn't believe her ears, she thought he'd ask her..no..demand her to let him train the child when it was old enough. Was he still angry at her? Was he really still about to leave her?

"Never mind. Let's go home." She said and the both of them stepped in Bulma's car and sped off towards CC.

When they arrived they could see Trunks sparring outside with Goten. Vegeta felt pride as he saw Trunks kick Goten to the ground. Bulma smiled when she saw her son having so much fun. Yes, she would definatly let the kid be trained by Vegeta, if it was a boy. No doubt about that. She looked at Vegeta and followed him into the house.

"We need to talk, Vegeta. About yesterday." She said when they were in the livingroom.

"What's there left to say? You want me out of the house, we both hate each other, you were about to throw our brat away..how can you explain better that you hate my guts?" He sneered and she gulped. She blew it..they both did.

"That's what I want to talk about. I don't want you out, I don't hate you and you know it! AND I didn't take the abortion, because of you, because of us, because I want this child. I want it because I love you and the baby. I love my famaly. I don't want us to split because of that fight." Bulma said, tears stinging in her eyes. She looked at her shoes, shoving them on the floor a bit.

"I love you Vegeta, I love you so much that it hurts."

"Then you have to understand one thing, woman. I will never be like Kakarot, not because I hate him, but because I am who I am. We just can't live like Chi-Chi and Kakarot because we both aren't them! We are who we are and if you think that that's not good enough and want this, what we have now, to change, then you need to be with someone else than me. I can't change." He said, with a calm voice. Bulma felt her chin being lifted by Vegeta's hand so they would look into each other's eyes.

"Do you want this all to change? Don't you sometimes like the verbals we have? Admit it, it's fun." He said and smirked. She smiled too and hugged him.

"I admit, it's fun sometimes. You're right Vegeta, about everything. I don't want this too change, I don't want anything too change. I love this life, I love you, and our children."

He rolled his eyes at the mention of the "love" part once again. But then he smirked again and kissed her forhead.

"I love you too, Bulma." He said and held her close to him.

At that moment the phone rang and Bulma picked it up.

"Bulma! Please tell me you're ok? Did you take an abortion? Was Vegeta on time?" Chi-Chi asked, worried sick.

"No he wasn't on time, Chi." Bulma said and heared Vegeta grunt on the background. She smiled.

"But I didn't take the abortion either. I couldn't..I realized I loved everything too much." She said and suddenly felt Vegeta's arms around her waist and his lips on her neck, going to her earlobe to nibble on it. She tried her best to hold the moans in.

"Gosh I'm glad about that, Bulma. Well..I'll talk to you later then." Chi-Chi said.

"Y-yeah, bye bye!" Bulma said and hang up the phone. She turned in Vegeta's embrance and put her finger on the tip of his nose.

"Be glad the conversation wasn't long, or else you would be punished for cutting the conversation off." She said with a smirk on her face. She then kissed him and they went upstairs to their bedroom.

The end

A short story, I know..I need to concentrate on a new story..a new topic..

I already have some ideas..I only hope it will work...

Please review..and if you wanna share some ideas, please tell them? .

Buh-bye!