It was cold wherever he was. Vegeta slowly opened his eyes, shocked at what they saw. He was surrounded by a semi-transparent bubble in the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by nothing but blackness and stars, he took a deep breath. He was surprised he was able to breathe so easily when it appeared he was drifting aimlessly across space. He turned to his left. Gotu was floating along in the bubble as well, still unconscious.

"What is this?" He wondered aloud. "Are we somehow not dead? Why would this happen just so we can aimlessly travel through space for eternity?!"

Gotu began to stir at Vegeta's words. "Is it over?" She mumbled, eyes just barely opening.

"It would seem so."

"We're dead, then? Oh my god! Did I end up in the same place as you?! HOW?!"

Vegeta's eyebrow twitched. "No, we are not dead, you foolish girl. We are being protected but it would appear we have no control over this confinement."

Gotu shot up and looked around frantically. "I don't understand…"

Vegeta huffed and looked up into the abyss before them. A vein popped out on his forehead as his anger increased. "WHOEVER HAD THIS BRIGHT IDEA IS A COWARD. I PREFER TO FIGHT TO MY DEATH RATHER THAN STARVE."

Gotu rolled her eyes. "I doubt screaming into space is going to help. Besides, what makes you think someone put us in here so we would die?"

Vegeta turned to Gotu, about to respond. Just as he opened his mouth, however, a loud crack rang in their ears, and they were gone. The crack occurred again. The two were dropped onto a grassy hill overlooking a city. Gotu landed on her head and sat up, rubbing it.

"Now what?!" Vegeta yelled.

Gotu walked to the edge of the hill and looked out over the city. Her mouth dropped open while her eyes grew wide. "Ve… Vegeta…. I think we're home. I mean, really home!"

"What are you talking about?!"

"Look for yourself!" She pointed toward the city.

Peering over the hill, he saw exactly what Gotu had. The large city they called home laid before them. Large buildings, specifically the domed Capsule Corporation building, stood out in the crowd. It was clear that this was not the city in the past time for it had many of the recent modern advances. The cars were of the latest models from their original time in the future.

Without saying a word, Vegeta flew off toward Capsule Corporation. "Hey, wait up!" Gotu yelled and began following after him. Only a few minutes later, they landed in front of their home. Neither of them spoke. The yard was empty, but both of their hearts pounded as the sacrifices that had been made in the past entered the front of their minds again. This home now existed without Trunks and Vegito. They were about to be forced to explain everything to their family and friends. They knew some of them would not take the news well.

Vegeta stepped to the back door, slid it open, and silently entered the kitchen. Gotu followed a minute behind him.

"Hello?!" Bulma yelled out. "Who the hell is just barging into the backdoor like an animal?!" She turned the corner. Her eyes grew wide with excitement as they met Vegeta's form. Tears brimmed, threatening to leak out. "Vegeta…" She whispered lovingly. He nodded with a slight smirk on his face.

Bulma ran into Vegeta's arms, hugging him tightly with a slight return of the gesture from Vegeta. Watching them, Gotu's heart began to feel a renewed ache for her husband. The pain she felt immediately upon his death had been numbed while the adrenaline of their battle coursed through her. Now that the focus had worn off, the pain returned in full force.

"Where's Vegito?" Bulma asked. The looks on Gotu and Vegeta's faces became stony and Bulma turned white. "He's… okay… isn't he?" She asked, unsure.

Vegeta shook his head. "It is a long story, but we had no choice but to save the timeline by destroying him…" He trailed off as Bulma's face turned to shock.

"You killed him?"

Gotu spoke up this time. "Believe me, Bulma, we had no choice. Not after what he tried to do to you and what he did to Trunks…"

"What are you talking about? Trunks is right upstairs!" Bulma retorted.

Confused, Vegeta and Gotu looked at each other. "Excuse me?" Gotu sputtered out as hope grew within her.

"Yeah, he came back about an hour ago and couldn't really recall how he got here. Said he just remembered battling someone with you guys and then BAM – here he was."

Gotu barely heard Bulma's last few words before she began storming up the stairs to her side of the compound. As she came up to the room her and Trunks' shared, she flung open the door and was shocked by what she saw. Sitting there, at his desk, was a healthy, whole, worried looking Trunks. He glanced up from his thoughts and froze. "You're back…" He whispered, astonished.

"I thought you were dead!" Gotu screamed. "How could you not have been waiting for us outside?! You didn't sense us come in?! I was telling Bulma you were gone when she tells me you're just sitting around upstairs! What is wrong with you?!"

Trunks scratched the back of his head uneasily and chuckled. "I guess I was just so worried about you and Dad, that I wasn't really paying attention. Sorry…" He smiled. "I'm glad you're okay… I don't remember much about what happened."

Gotu explained their battle with Vegito and how he had killed Trunks. She solemnly told Trunks how they defeated Vegito after reaching their new forms. "How can you possibly have come back here, Trunks? You were dead."

"I don't really know… I just remember feeling like I was sleeping for a moment, and then waking up right in front of Capsule Corporation." Trunks shrugged. "Maybe you can't die in another timeline?"

"No, that wouldn't make any sense. Vegeta knew that if you die in another line, it means you can't be brought back with the dragon balls." She smiled. "But who cares? You're here…" They embraced one another. Their time apart had felt like years, even though it was truly only a few hours.

Shortly after, they returned downstairs where Bulma was still looking saddened at the news of her dead grandson. Vegeta was continuing to explain what had occurred to her. He was ending the story and explaining how it was Vegito's evil transformation and determination to destroy the Earth of the past that made his death necessary.

"If Vegito killed him though, then how is Trunks here?" Bulma asked.

Trunks shook his head. "We aren't really sure. Everything we know suggests that I should have died and ceased to exist. Traveling and altering time is a grave violation to the universe. If you die while doing it, your soul is simply gone. I shouldn't be here, but I am."

Bulma nodded and walked silently out of the room, still looking shocked.

"She will be fine." Vegeta stated flatly. "She needs time to digest everything. She expected, as we all did initially, that we would simply go back and convince Vegito to come home with us. His transformation threw us all for quite a loop. How are you doing, Gotu?"

Trunks looked surprised at Vegeta's question. He had never really had a problem with Gotu, but she was still Goku's daughter, and he was still Vegeta. There had never been much of a relationship between the two. He wondered what could have caused Vegeta to suddenly have concern for her.

"What?!" Vegeta snapped at the look on Trunks' face. "Have you even bothered to ask her how she feels about having to kill her own son?"

Trunks looked down at Vegeta's accusation, realizing that he hadn't. It was true, Gotu was feeling immensely guilty about what she had done, even knowing full well that it was the right choice. Nothing that anyone could say to her would change that, however. The guilt would likely never fully go away, but would simply lessen over time. She also worried about how they would explain the events to their younger son, Bardock.

"I'm as fine as anyone would be, I guess." The three sat around the table for some time, munching on snacks, silently unwinding from the chaos.

As night fell, they dressed in more comfortable clothing and sat in the yard. Sipping on wine, the three and Bulma tried to discuss the more normal aspects of life. Bulma told them about Bardock's antics while they had been gone. Goku and Chi Chi would be arriving soon. They had spent the last several days worried sick about their daughter and friends. Gotu hadn't yet told them about Vegito. She felt it would better be said in person.

As they sat around jovially enjoying the cool night, a large power suddenly appeared only a mile or so away. The three felt it immediately and bolted up from their seats.

"It… can't be…" Trunks stuttered.

Vegeta stepped forward. "There's no doubt. It's Vegito."