"I wonder how she's going to react when I tell her that I'm engaged let alone pregnant." Mel sighed waddling back into the living room with her now fiancé in tow. Trunks shrugged. "Who knows. But I hope it isn't too bad. I just got the feeling back in my ass from when I told dad." The Briefs-to-be chuckled as she stared down at her ring, admiring its beauty and everything it stood for. 'I can't believe I'm starting a life with Trunks'
"Babe, watch it!" The demi-saiyan grunted as he pulled his mate towards him in an effort to keep her from tripping over a few boxes of baby gifts Bulma left on the floor for them. "Thanks, I can't seem to see anything over this belly. I'm so ready to have these babies out of me!" Mel groaned patting her super-sized belly. "Get out of there you guys!" Goten chuckled, glancing over at Velise who was smiling a bit too hard at Melanie. Perhaps she was getting catching a case of baby fever. Goten grabbed his fiancé's hand, he proposed to her a few months back at a party Bulma hosted on New Year's Eve. She couldn't have been more surprised and ecstatic. "I can't wait until that's us!" Velise gushed holding onto Goten's arm, who only responded by rubbing his head and chuckling sheepishly. He looked so much like Goku when he did that. "All in due time." He finally responded.
"Don't worry, V. I'm sure you'll change your mind as soon as you start babysitting these munchkins." Mel continued. "Being pregnant sucks, you can't eat then the next second you can't stop eating, just to throw it all up. You get fat, your ankles swell, you get a freakishly heightened sense of smell, you cry all the time for no reason at all. Trunks once switched out my toothbrush because it was old and I cried about it for two hours. Two hours! And the worst part of it that I have been a complete nut case over is that fact that you can't have sex. God I miss how he-" Trunks placed a hand over his mate's mouth, his face turning a deep red hue. "Mel! You can't say things like that so freely."
"Yeah, I have to say the last thing I want to know are the techniques he used to get you knocked up. No little sister should have to picture these things." Vegeta and Bulma's youngest child scoffed folding her arms across her chest. Bulma placed a hand on Melanie's shoulder. "I know exactly how you feel kiddo."
"MOM!" Trunks and Bulla groaned in unison. "Oh now then I think about it…" Goten quickly changed the subject. "…Videl and Gohan may have some stuff from when Pan was a baby. I'll have them come over some time." "That's a great idea Goten." Trunks agreed. "Yeah after hearing that I'm not so sure I want to get pregnant right away." Velise chuckled.
"Anyway guys, shall we go. We shouldn't waste too much daylight. Mel are you sure you want to travel with your belly so…developed." Goten questioned carefully. Mel glared at him icily. "Of course I still want to go. I've been stuck in this house forever since it was determined that I was having a high-risk pregnancy and super dad over here won't let me walk let alone fly anywhere by myself." Trunks sighed. "I'm only trying to protect you, besides I've eased up a little. I let you go to the neighborhood shops by yourself the other day right?" Mel narrowed her eyes at her soon to be husband. "Piccolo-san was trailing me. Hiding behind trees. He's 7 feet tall who wouldn't see him!" Trunks adverted his gaze and rubbed his head. "Ok, ok fine. Forgive me if I want to make sure you're safe."
"Enough of the lover's quarrel. Let's go guys. See you later, Velise." Goten concluded kissing his mate on the cheek. Trunks kissed his mother on the cheek and waved his sister off as they neared the end of the driveway. Trunks picked up Mel bridal style as he and Goten ascending into the sky.
"Come back in time for dinner!" Bulma yelled waving as she became a distant figure.
"Oh. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Mel groaned, the height and speed of flight was making her nauseated. "Do you want to head back?" Trunks suggested. "We can always visit another day." His mate shook her head. "No. I want to see her. I've pushed this off long enough. Besides I want her to see me while I'm still pregnant so that she can be a part of the experience. I don't want to just show up with babies on my hips and a ring on my finger." "Yes ma'am."
"Hey, do you guys want to all get married on the same day? I mean we're best friends and neither one of us want anything super flashy and big. How about it?" Goten asks "Not a bad idea but you know it isn't up to me. What do you say, young lady?" Trunks transfers the question. "It's not a bad idea. Let's do it!" Mel answered before groaning, the nausea and dizziness she was experiencing during flight was beginning to get overwhelming. "T-trunks, can we land just for a bit. I really don't feel well." "Oh. We're about 10 minutes away do you think you can hold on until then?" Mel shakes her head. "Ok. Goten let's take a break." "Right."
As they descend back onto the ground Trunks ascertains that she is stable on her feet before releasing his mate and she immediately waddles to the nearest bush and begins heaving. "Are you alright?" Trunks asks holding her hair back. She shakes her head as another heave takes hold of her. "Look, I think we should head back. We tried and you can't take travel right now, babe." Melanie wipes her mouth with her sleeve and shakes her head vehemently. "No way, besides it'll take less time to go to my Grandmother than it would if I went home. Besides, I don't think I can manage flight right now. Also, nature is calling right now. I'll be right back." Trunks was about to protest her going off to the restroom on her own when she place a finger on his lips. "I'll be right back."
"That woman can be so stubborn sometimes!" Trunks grunts folding his arms across his chest. "What can you do, that's women for you." Goten chuckles interlacing his fingers behind his head.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Mel's voice rung out from a distance. Alarmed, Trunks runs full speed toward her voice to see Dante holding his mate up by her raven locks. "Argh! Let go of her!" Trunks growls inching towards her. "Ah, ah, ahhhh" Dante beckons pointing a pistol to Melanie's head. "Come any closer and I'll end her life." Trunks stops and visually examines his fiancé. Her clothes were ruffled up and dirty as it appears there was an initial struggle. A red mark was starting to become more apparent under her left eye from where he hit her. Anger was boiling Trunks' blood as he discovered injuries on his pregnant mate. "You son of a bitch! You will pay for this!"
Mel whimpered as she started to feel intense pain in her stomach. "Ahhhhhh." She began to sweat and pant as the pain intensified second by second. "Mel, are you hurt somewhere? Talk to me, babe!" Dante cocks the gun and presses it firmly against her temple, at this moment a warm abundant fluid gushes down her legs as she moans in pain. "You bitch! You pissed on my leg!" Dante roars hitting her with the butt of the gun. "GOTEN NOW!" Trunks yells and Goten kicks Dante down to the ground and the gun falls out of his reach. Trunks rushes to Melanie who is now clutching her stomach in severe pain. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry this happened." He choked out as tears stung at the corners of his eye. Goten holds up Dante by his throat, who is squirming for his life. "If anything has happened to my best friends' children I will personally kill you myself."
"T-trunks, it h-hurts so bad." Mel pants pulling up her cheongsam to reveal blood streaming down her legs. "Shit this is bad." Trunks reaches into his back pocket and calls the only person he knows that can help him through this situation. Bulma.
"Hey hon-" "Mom, it's bad. Real bad!" "Slow down, what's going on?!" "Mel's water broke and now she bleeding. We're about 10 minutes from the city and she looks to be in too much pain to fly. What do I do?" "Is she pale?" "Yeah, a bit." "This is important. You have to pull her panties down and look-" "What?!" "We need to see what is causing her bleeding. Just do it!" "Ah. Ok." Trunks pulled off his Capsule Corps jacket and placed it under her head, setting his phone down beside her. "Babe, it's going to be ok. I need to touch you down here so I can see if you're hemorrhaging, ok?" Mel nods her head still panting in pain. After slowly pulling down and off her panties Trunks positions himself between her legs and slowly spreads them apart, while attempting to be mindful of her pain. His assessment revealed that the umbilical cord was protruding outside of her sex. "I see the umbilical cord." "Oh no. This is bad. Trunks you're going to have to deliver those babies there. I'm on the way right now. Every minute like this means less and less oxygen for the babies. Stay put. I'm coming!" Trunks growls angrily, how could he let this happen to his mate? Why wasn't he paying closer attention?! "Shit! Baby can you push? I'm sorry but we have to deliver them now." Goten, who recently knocked out Dante rushes to Melanie's side. Mel, who is looking paler by the minute nods slowly. "Babe? How are you feeling? Babe?" Trunks breathes reaching up to caress her face. She only smiles weakly. "Goten can you bring her some water?" "Yeah." He nods and is off. "I know you're tired but you have to push ok? Our babies need your help."
"Mmmm!" Mel grunts as she bears down "Atta girl. Keep pushing." Goten returns with water and holds her head up so she can sip it. After a few pushes and a blood-curling scream something emerges. "The leg is out. Baby one is breech. Come on baby keep pushing." Trunks soothes rubbing her belly. "I can't. I can't anymore." "you're almost there, almost there. One big push." Mel nods her head and musters as much energy as she could and gave one final push. Pushing out one baby and a gush of blood followed. "Good girl, it's a boy! Yes! I have a son! We have a son, babe!" Trunks exclaimed ripping a part of his t-shirt to rub the baby to stimulate his cry. "Oh no. Trunks…" Goten started. Trunks snapped his head up and gazed at his mate. Her aquamarine eyes still open with fresh tears has glazed over. "Mel! Mel! Baby, hang on. Please, don't leave me." Trunks pleaded holding his now screaming son close to his chest as he caressed his mate's face. At this moment Bulma's aircraft came into view and quickly landed.
"Mel!" she screamed as she pulled a case of capsules in tow. "Mom! It's not looking good. She passed out a few minutes ago. Her breathing is almost non-existent." "Oh no!" Pressing a few capsules a nursery appeared with a ventilator and she immediately put her on it. After this she clipped the umbilical cord to the first baby, wrapped him up, and put him under a heater. Rolling up her sleeve she took Trunks' place, who relocated beside her grabbing her hand in his bloodied ones. "We have to deliver this baby now! I need you guys to push down on her stomach and I'll pull. Remember, not too hard." They both did as they were told and she delivers the second child. Immediately she knew the baby was in distress from the bluish hue it presented with. "Oh no, he's not breathing." Guilt washed over Trunks, he failed his mate and failed to keep his very own children safe. Goten offered support for his best friend. He did the best he could, after all. Bulma did everything she could.
"I'm sorry…" she choked, tears streamed down her face. "…I couldn-" "Don't tell me! Don't tell me I just lost my son, mom." "I'm so sorry…" "DAMN IT!" He cried holding his lifeless son "This is all that son of a bitch's fault!" "Trunks, I know you're going through a lot but we still have a chance to save her! Let's go!"