'The months have flown by and I was HUGE; it looked as if I had a super-sized beach volleyball glued to my stomach and there's a reason for that. Around my fourth month of gestation, I found out that I was carrying twins. Two Saiyan babies? Granted, they aren't pure Saiyan but I was lucky enough to be the first to carry multiples with their "superior bloodline" as Vegeta says. Yay me. Oh and telling the Prince was a journey all on its own but he didn't take it nearly as bad as we thought he would. He actually acted completely indifferent, I don't think he'd admit it but I feel like he was proud. Maybe it's just how I cope with it all. Boy did I let Trunks have it; he's been so patient with me. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve him and other times I want to kill him for making me so freaking huge! Forget not being able to see my toes, my entire lower body has been concealed even when sitting down. The crazy part was it was all baby, as soon as I could I began working out to keep from gaining excess weight. I am so ready for these babies; the next month can't pass fast enough. Finally.'

"Mel, what are you doing?" Trunks called from below, she just knew he was about to go all 'dad-mode.'

"I'm writing, what does it look like I'm doing?" She responded indifferently adjusting her position on the branch she occupied, she had been seeking refuge in the tree in their backyard, just to think or write in the journal she started once she found out she was pregnant.

"Would you get down from there? It's dangerous." he called back furrowing those lavender eyebrows, she blushed even though she was sure that he wasn't able to see it. Trunks held true to his threat, he never gave into Mel's pleas to make love to her. He did however, give her intimacy; he cuddled and snuggled with her every night, kissed her tenderly, and even stayed patient and understanding through the worst of her mood swings. Everything that he did made her want him more, so she had to find ways to channel that energy and meditating in that tree was one of them.

"No!" she concluded with conviction, at hearing this Trunks flew up so he was eye level with her.

"Why are you being so stubborn today?" he asked scooping her up in his arms, much to her annoyance.

"Ugh, put me down. I got up here by myself. I can get down by myself." She muttered irritably. Trunks raised a single eyebrow at her.

"Yeah yeah, be that as it may I just don't like the thought of the possibility of you hurting yourself." Mel stared into his blue pools and realized he was right.

"Fine…" she acquiesced, wrapping her arms around his neck. He lowered them until his feet touched the ground then he allowed her get her footing.

She glanced up at him before she waddled her way back into the house, her mate followed closely behind her with a firm hand at the small of her back for added support.

"Hey Melanie!" Bulma called from the living room, she was so excited about her grandchildren almost to the point of obsession. She even decorated the babies' room as a surprise, it was gorgeous. Hues of baby blue and spring green danced creatively around the room. She beckoned Trunks and Mel to her as she grabbed an over-sized shopping bag from her side.

"Don't you think this is so cute?" She mused at the pink frilly dress that she pulled out of the bag. Trunks escorted his mate to the recliner and attempted to help her sit but Mel swatted his hand away as she glared at him.

'The escorting is already more than enough.'

"Yes but we don't even know the sex of the babies yet, Bulma." The older woman frowned as if she just realized the ebony-haired girl's statement to be true. They could very well be having two boys.

"You know we do have the technology to find out." She offered. Mel shook her head.

"I want it to be a surprise; I really appreciate everything that you're doing though."

"Thanks Mom, we'll take it just in case we do have a little girl." Trunks spoke up as he sat on the armrest of the recliner.

"No problem guys…so, you're a month away. Excited?"

"Oh yeah, I'm excited to have this weight lifted from me. I feel like I'm carrying around an extra hundred pounds."

"With the exception of that super round belly you have, you look great Mel. Actually you look better than I did when I was pregnant with Trunks or Bulla."

"Thank you, Bulma." Mel blushed, maybe working out thirty minutes a day with Trunks' strict supervision really made a difference.

"Don't sweat it."

"Mel!" Bulla ran into the room as if right on cue and gave her a tight hug then one to her older brother.

"Trunks, you never hang out with me anymore." Bulla pouted folding her arms, she was so cute.

"I'm sorry, Bulla, we'll hang out together really soon."

"Mel, you're huge! Hurry up with my nieces and nephews." She teased apparently pleased with Trunks' answer.

"I know." Mel drawled rubbing her swollen belly. "Oh, quick they're kicking!"

Everyone placed a hand on her stomach to feel the babies' excited knocks.

"They must be excited to get out of there too." Mel sighed "I don't blame you kiddos, it's not the most spacious room you guys could be in."

"Oh, have you been reading to them?" Bulla inquired, Mel nodded.

"Me and Mr. Dad over here have been taking turns putting the headphones on them and reading all kinds of stories."

"That's great, I did that with you two trouble-makers too." Bulma added "Have you been taking your prenatals like I instructed you?"

"Ummm…those pills, yeah I've taken them before."

"Before?! When did you stop? You're supposed to take them every day."

"Like two weeks ago, I'm sorry Bulma I forgot."

"Trunks, why haven't you been reminding her?"

"Sorry mom, I wasn't thinking about it either."
"And what exactly were you guys thinking about, the wedding?"

Mel looked away, she hadn't accepted Trunks proposal yet. The aura in the room suddenly turned dark. She was just waiting for the right time to tell him, definitely before the babies were born. She glanced at the side of his face, it was unreadable for the most part but there was that lingering sadness about him.

'I guess now was as good time as any.'

"Yes, actually." Mel answered and grabbed onto Trunks' hand, who stared at her in shock. "I was thinking of having an outdoor beach wedding."

"Oh! That's great! When? Details, details?" Bulma mused.

"Two weeks?" she asked/answered and looked up at her mate, who just smiled at her.

"Don't worry about a thing. I can pull some strings and get the entire thing planned."

"Oh Bulma, really you don't have to do that."

"Call me mom and yes, I do. That will be biggest day of your life!"

"Do you have your bridesmaids figured out yet?" Bulla asked

"No, but I have my maid-of-honor." She answered

"Oh, who's that?"

"You silly." Bulla squealed as the information registered in her brain.

"Really? Oh my God, thank you so much! I'm honored."

"That's why it's called the maid-of-honor." Mel chuckled before Bulla gave her another bone-crushing hug. Boy these Saiyans really don't know their own strength.

"Babies, babies." Mel choked out warningly. Bulla released her.

"Sorry, I'm so happy."

"Well who's the best man?" Goten asked walking into the room with Velise in tow.

"Goten!" Mel squealed before he gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Obviously you are." Trunks offered, giving Goten a bro-hug.

"Hey Velise, how are you?" Mel asked waving , she smiled.

"I'm great, you look amazing. Pregnancy sure has put a nice glow on you." Velise responded tucking a chocolate lock behind her ear.

"Thank you, V."

"Sweet! So how many people are coming to this wedding?" Goten asked

"I want it to be a small wedding, just the Brief and Son family are invited. Plus Grandma…Grandma! I still haven't been able to see her."

"Perhaps, you should just give her a call this time around." Goten suggested cautiously.

"I suppose you're right…" Mel answered dejectedly.

"Or maybe we can bring her here?" Trunks suggested; Mel nodded.

"That could work for me too. I..I just want a change of scenery. I've been stuck in this house for months. It's bad enough I had to take the Fall semester off."

"Okay, okay. Goten and I can escort you. Right, Goten?"

"Yeah, it's no problem."

"Thank you guys so much. It's still early. Can we go today? " she asked eagerly. Goten glanced at Velise who nodded in approval.

"I guess we ca-"

"Yay! I'm going to go get my bag." Mel stated, grabbing the armrest to gain the momentum to bring herself up. Trunks grabbed her arm to support her, but she shook him off.

"Babe, I'm pregnant not crippled! Let me move around on my own, please." She exasperated.

"Mel, I'm just-"

"Looking out for me and the babies, I know." She answered for him then smiled warmly at him. "Thank you."

As she was waddling past him, he grabbed her wrist and spun her to him.

"Trunks, what are y-" Before she could finish her sentence, he claimed her lips in a brief kiss.

"You're welcome." He whispered back. Mel blushed when the 'ooh's and 'ah's collected around the room. She waddled her way back into their bedroom and grabbed her pocket book then slid her hand under her pillow and pulled out the diamond ring Trunks gave her six months ago and glided it onto her ring finger.

'It's still so beautiful. Briefs, huh? Has a nice ring to it.'

"What made you make up your mind?" Trunks asked gently hugging her from behind, spreading his fingers over her womb.

"We're a family and I know that there's no one I'd rather be with. It's about time I realized that." Mel answered placing her hands over his.

"I'm happy to hear it." He growled kissing her neck, immediately Mel's legs turned to putty.

"Trunks…" Mel mewled as her mate trailed his kisses to her tender spot below her ear.

"Mmm, you ready to go?" he asked ceasing his attack.

"You have no idea how ready I am." Mel replied seductively causing Trunks to burn bright red.

"N-not for that. I mean to head to your grandmother's." he clarified

"O-oh." Mel blushed deeply "yeah, let's go."

"After you Mrs. Briefs…"