Slowly, Bulma walked into the house and sat down at the kitchen table. She was still completely stunned because her assumptions were completely true. 'How am I going to tell Vegeta? How is Trunks going to handle the news? I don't think I'm ready for this.' She thought as she rested her head in her hands. Then she perked up 'Yes, of course Bulma Briefs is ready for this. I dealt with having one of his children, I can have another.' She grinned to herself and stood up. Moving over to the cupboards she pulled out a couple plastic cups with fun colors on it and set it on the counter, along with a plate and two saucers. Leaving the kitchen she left to find her phone.

"Hi Chi-Chi, could I ask you a question? Do you think that Goku could come over and ask Vegeta for a little duel?"

"I kind of planned on having Goku mow the lawn and help get some of the weeds out of our crops. Can this wait for another day?"

"Well I'm in the middle of an incredibly big project and if Vegeta is around it would ruin the whole thing. Don't you think he could get out of the chores for a few hours? Please Chi-Chi, I really need this favor." Bulma pleaded as she scribbled on a pad of paper furiously.

"What kind of project would you be working on that you would need my husband to come distract your husband?" Chi-Chi asked a little irritated. "What's going on Bulma?"

"Please, can I please let you know later, I really can't have someone over hearing me on the phone? This is really important and secret information I'm dealing with right now."

"Oh really, well I think since you and I are married you should be able to tell me" Vegeta said as he came around the corner and looked at Bulma in the eyes. Bulma waved her hand at him to make him be quiet and turned her back to him.

"I'm sorry Chi-Chi, I didn't hear what you said. My better half thinks he can just interrupt me on the phone." She stated as she turned and gave him a look while he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. "That's great Chi-Chi. Thank you so much. I'll call you in a few days with some more information. Buh-bye" She hung up the phone and started to walk out of the kitchen without making notice of Vegeta.

"And where do you think you are going?" Vegeta asked as he moved towards Bulma.

"Well I have a lot of work to do, and one of the projects is of dire importance. Is there something you need?" Bulma had turned around and walked back to Vegeta with her hands on her hips. She was trying her best to not make it obvious that she was hiding something from him. He was always a little too good at figuring her out. Either he was amazing at reading her hidden thoughts or she couldn't lie worth anything. She knew she had some give-aways but she couldn't let him get an edge on this secret.

"Actually I was wondering how your doctor's appointment went?"

Bulma's eyes went wide and she never thought of having to tell Vegeta about his doctor's appointment. She figured as long as she came home and said she was okay that he wouldn't try to get any other information. "Really?"

"I don't see why that surprises you so much." Vegeta said as he rolled his eyes. "I want to make sure you are going to be okay. I mean you are a weak human and a simple cold that wouldn't even affect me could put you in serious danger."

"Oh look at you caring Vegeta." Bulma said as they both moved a little closer to each other. "And just so you know, I am not going to be dying any time soon due to an illness. It was just a nasty stomach flu that's been going around. She said it might last for a while, kinda hit and miss."

"That's good to know," Vegeta said as he put his arms around Bulma, "because I really don't feel like losing my woman to an illness. So what do you have to do today?" He said as he kissed her on the neck.

Bulma wanted so badly just to lean into his kisses and take advantage of the situation but Goku was on his way over shortly and she needed to get to work. "I'm sorry babe, but I have a high priority secret invention to start working on for one of my special clients. He's very particular about the work I do and I have to do it correctly. Maybe tomorrow, I'll get to your GR." All Vegeta did to this response was grunt, still holding his woman close to him.

After a moment of silence he decided to ask, "So when is that screw going to be taken out of my arm?"

"I'm not sure, I should probably do an x-ray in about four days to see how it is healing. After that we'll see how it stands. Do you know where Trunks is? I need to talk to him."

Just then the energy in the room changed and Goku popped up in the middle of the kitchen. "Hiya" he said with a smile.

Vegeta let go of Bulma immediately and glared at Goku. "Do you really always have to pop up when no one wants you around?"

"Waaoo. Calm down Vegeta. I'm just stopping by because I wanted to know if you wanted to go out and have a little fun. If you know what I mean?" Goku said while flexing his muscles.

"Well Goku, I don't know if Vegeta should go out and spar with you because he still had that screw in his arm." Bulma said, with a wink and a silent thank you to Goku.

"Woman you have no idea what you are talking about, I was just asking you about taking it out because I know my arm is fine. I sparred with the boys yesterday and my arms still here and working fine. Oh and by the way, Trunks is in his room playing that blasted game you made him. Make sure he tells you about your antique chest. I'm out of here." He leaned forward and kissed Bulma on the lips and whispered as he pulled away "I love you" which made Goku laugh a little. "You are going to pay for that silly little giggle Kakorot. I'll be home around dinner." And with that Vegeta quickly disappeared.

"Well bye Bulma" Goku said and he was gone.

Bulma just stood there for a few moments and decided to get straight to work. First she was going to go talk to Trunks, and let him know what was going on, then she would start on her master plan. As she walked up to the intercom she thought, 'I wonder what Vegeta meant by ask him about the antique chest.' "Trunks."

She waited a moment and then there was a response. "Hi mom, what's going on?"

"Could you come down to the kitchen for a few minutes, I have something important to talk to you about." But before there was an answer over the intercom, Trunks was standing in the room.

She laughed as she turned around to her son, "Hello. Would you like to have some cake and milk? Your grandma made it." Bulma said as she went over to the cups and plates she previously had pulled out.

"Sure mom, but this isn't why you called me down is it? I was just in the middle of the eighth level. I was doing awesome too mom. Those puzzles you put in the game are great." Trunks said as he sat down at the table.

"I thought that you were getting bored with the other games you had. I figured that you would want something that would give you a challenge. I know you got my brains, even though your father doesn't agree." She added as she rolled her eyes just thinking about what Vegeta likes to voice. She lifted the plates and cups up and placed them on the table and then went to the refrigerator to pull out the cake and milk. The cake was a white cake with chocolate icing and brightly colored decorations all over. "Anyways, I have something pretty important to tell you and with you being older, I feel I can tell you this secret without telling anyone. This includes your father." Bulma said looking at Trunks in the eyes.

"Really? You are going to let me in on a secret! I promise you I will not breath a word!" Trunks said so excited that he stood up in his chair in a very proud manor that reminded Bulma of Vegeta's proud stance. "Father told me that I have to start more responsible so this will be my first test!"

"I'm glad," Bulma started, "Because this is a very big secret. Are you ready?" Trunks took a huge bite of cake and shook his head in agreement. "Well Trunks, you are going to be a big brother."

She paused as she let him swallow his cake and think about what she had just said. Then his face went into deep thought and after another moment he erupted. "So I'm going to have a little brother to play with?"

"Well that's not for sure, Trunks. It could be a sister too."

"None of us are kids have been boys, so this new one will be a boy too." Trunks said with confidence. "So when is the baby going to be here? Where is it coming from?"

Bulma just looked at Trunks for a moment, completely confused. He had never been around someone who was pregnant and when Marion was born he was too young to remember. "Well Trunks, the baby is going to come from me. He or she is going to grow inside of me for a few months and then the baby will be born."

"You know what…I don't think I want to know any more about where my baby brother is going to come from." He stated as he shoved the rest of the cake in his mouth and downed his milk. Bulma just watched her son, wondering when he became so much like Vegeta and herself. He turned around and looked at his mother. "I won't tell a word to dad. I promise."

"Thank you Trunks."

"Can I go back to my game now?"

"Yes you can. I love you Trunks."

"Mooooom." He said as he rolled his eyes. "I love you too." And with that he left.

Bulma sat at the table a little longer. She finished her cake and set the plates in the sink. Completely unsure of what to do next she decided to jot a few more things down in a notebook she was carrying around. 'Maybe I should get my mom involved in this little set up. She's always so good at setting surprises and parties and just about anything. And if I want to do this right I might need some help anyways. I think he might actually care a little more this time around. Last time we weren't too much of a hot item and it took me forever to let him know. By time I told him he had already figured it out and said he could sense the child. We'll not this time, I think he doesn't have a clue yet since it's so early along. I need to do something special this time.' With that she got up from the table and went out to the garden. It was an amazing beautiful day and she knew her mother would be outside picking flowers for the table and taking care of her flower beds.

She walked up to her mother who had a very simple and cute summer dress on with white leggings that when a little past the edge of her dress. She looked up from her sunflowers where she had just cut a few loose and was placing them in her basket. With a smile she said "Hello sweety. What a lovely day it is, isn't it? You look so glowing today. Your appointment must have gone well then?"

"Yeah the doctor told me I was alright, that it's just a temporary thing. I'll be fine soon." Bulma said as she looked at the flowers instead of her mother. Mrs. Briefs was not the brightest in the bunch she was perfect at reading Bulma and figuring things out.

Mrs. Briefs giggled quite loudly, "Oh dear this is so wonderful! Have you told Vegeta? Oh this is so exciting! How far along are you? I knew that had to have been what was wrong, darling. I can't wait to tell your father. Oh we are going to have to celebrate this Bulma!"

"Mom," She said with a deep sigh. 'How was she always able to figure these things out?' "I haven't told Vegeta yet. I want to surprise him and I was going to see if you would help me. I told Trunks already but I wanted to do something special for Vegeta. Could you please help me?"

" Of course dear, I'd be so glad to help you." She said as she got off her knees and rose up to Bulma. She put her hand on Bulma's stomach and Bulma blushed a brilliant shade of red. "Let's go inside and start getting this underway."

With that Bulma and Mrs. Briefs walked into the house. Mrs. Briefs with a huge smile and Bulma completely embarrassed. They only had a few hours left to get something set up before Vegeta would be back for the day. And Bulma hoped that he would be in a good mood on his return. If not the whole idea of introducing the fact that she was pregnant would be a complete flop.