Lindsey reclined on her bed, leaning heavily against Gohan who was sitting beside her. She was exhausted, but she smiled sleepily at her family in the bedroom with her. Her labor had gone surprisingly fast; it was only midday now. "You make good babies," she murmured to Gohan as she looked at her baby girl in Goku's arms.

"I'll second that," Sabriena said, grinning at her husbands as each of them held one of the twins. Goku had practically stolen baby Scarlett from Gohan while they had to persuade Tien to hold the baby boy, who had been named Rowan. She leaned on Tien's shoulder as he sat in the rocking chair and looked down at the sleeping newborn. "You sure you're glad we decided not to have our own?" she asked quietly.

Tien chuckled. "Yeah. We have Goten. And if you wanna hold a baby, just come over here," he answered without looking up from the baby. "That's the best way to do it anyway. We can hold 'em until they throw a fit and then we just give them back to their parents." He had to admit, the little buggers were awfully cute, though. He smiled as little Rowan opened his big dark eyes and stared back at him. "Hey there," he said softly and smiled wider as the baby yawned and snuggled against him.

Sabriena rolled her eyes to the ceiling and shook her head. "You're not bringing that thing home," she scolded. She shot a look over at Goku, narrowing her eyes accusingly. "And neither can you."

Goku pouted at Sabriena, giving her his best puppy dog eyes that he could muster up, "Awww, come on Sabriena. This one isn't bad. You can dress her up in pink, frilly things." He smiled down at the little girl, his heart warming as her little tail curled around his wrist. "I wonder if we could make her a cute little fighter's gi for the tournaments. How old do they have to be before they can enter?" He cooed back at the little one in his arms.

He looked up and over at Tien, smiling at his husband. To see such a large man carefully holding that tiny life, his grandson. Their grandson. It just warmed him in a way he didn't think possible. He looked back at Sabriena, a scheming look in his eyes as he looked her up and down. Maybe if he took her to planet Namek they could undo the thing she did to herself. Or maybe skip the middle man and just wish for a baby that had all three of their features.

Goten heard his name and wandered in, smiling widely at Sabriena before he looked at the little babies in his dads' arms. "Gosh, are they supposed to be that tiny?" He looked frightened for a moment, "I think they could break just by looking at them." He looked around a moment later, looking confused. "Hey Dads? Where do babies come from?"

Tien's spine went stiff at Goten's question and he finally looked up from the baby in his arms. "Uh," he said with a nervous laugh, his mind working a million miles an hour. "You know, buddy, I've never had a kid of my own, so I'm not really sure." He snickered at the looks everyone gave him and he cringed as Sabriena slapped his shoulder. "Hey!" he growled at her. "I'm holding a baby. No hitting right now."

"Fine, then I'll just kick you instead," she answered and promptly kicked his shin. She turned to Goten and cleared her throat, but then stopped the next minute. How did you explain that sort of thing to an eight-year-old? He was too young to know all the details, yet old enough to not fall for the stork or the cabbage patch lie. She turned to look at Goku and saw the look in his eyes as if he was still plotting something. "I don't like it when you look at me like that," she said darkly. She looked to Gohan a moment later, "Goten, I bet your brother could answer that question for you better than anyone else here could." She bit her lips together, trying to hide the smirk on her face.

"Oh listen to you bunch carrying on like this," Gramma said as she entered the bedroom and went to Lindsey's side, swiping the cool wet washcloth across her face. She was proud of how well her granddaughter had handled her labor this time and she pressed a kiss to Lindsey's forehead before she looked at Goten. "Goten, we'll tell you when you're older. Trust me, you don't want to hear it now. It'll gross you out." She wrinkled her nose teasingly at the little boy.

Goten wrinkled his nose and nodded at Gramma. "Okay," he said and went over to the older woman, smiling at her as his hand went to his little Thor hammer. "Can we have some chocolate cake?" He loved it when he got to visit with Gramma. Chocolate cake for breakfast, no homework and dancing naked under the moonlight. He hadn't taken off his protective necklace since that day. The last day Chichi laid a hand on him.

"Well of course we can!" Gramma smiled at him. "You know I always have chocolate cake for you." She reached over and ruffled his untidy black hair. She clapped her hands together and looked around. "So, who else wants chocolate cake? Goku, you know you can't say no to chocolate cake."

Goku chuckled at Goten. "No fair! You can't make me decide between babies and chocolate cake!" he said before he looked back down at the little girl. "No they can't! They can't make me," he cooed before he looked over at Sabriena, "Come on, hold your granddaughter."

"Granddaughter?!" Sabriena shrieked. "Oh no, mister. NO. I'm younger than their mother! I absolutely REFUSE to be called a grandma!" She narrowed her eyes at her Saiyan husband, "You are dangerously close to cooking your own meals for a week." She sighed and held out her hands. "Alright, I'll hold her," she sighed and let Goku tuck the baby into her arms. "You are cute," she said to the baby.

Tien chuckled at the antics between his wife and husband. "They sure keep things entertaining," he said to the little bundle in his arms. "Just you wait. Your grandpa's gonna teach you all about martial arts. And I'll teach you all about fishing and hunting. And maybe your grandma will teach you how to cook." He snickered and cringed as Sabriena aimed another kick at him. "Gotta watch her though. She's mean."

"We're gonna have to send the kids to babysit THEM," Lindsey snickered to Gohan. She yawned and snuggled more against his side, smiling at her family. She tilted her head up towards her husband and asked, "So we're good now, right? There's four kids to raise in this house. You think you're done getting me pregnant?"

Gohan laughed, "Are you kidding? Dad is going to steal them all, we will have to make a few more until he's done enjoying his grandbabies. Let him take the twins, they'll probably be nothing but trouble."

Goku chuckled and stood up with a stretch before he went over to his husband and knelt down next to him, peering at Rowan, "Wow, look at those eyes! So big!" He laughed and looked over at his son and daughter-in-law, "I wish I could have a few more, but Gohan's right. I'll just steal my grandkids and pretend." He sighed happily and leaned against Tien, nuzzling at the mark on his neck tenderly.

Tien blushed at the contact, the warmth that seemed to fill his entire being. While he knew no one there would judge them, he was still a bit uncomfortable with public displays of affection, even though Goku wasn't. "You're trouble," he murmured to his mate before he pressed a quick, but firm kiss to Goku's mark. He gave a start when the baby in Sabriena's arms began to wail.

"Oh god! It's crying! It's crying!" Sabriena gasped and quickly handed baby Scarlett back to Lindsey. Her eyes were wide and she looked terrified as if she'd done something wrong. "This is why I don't do kids." She turned to Goten and tapped his nose with her finger. "You should feel special. You are the ONLY kid that I like."

Gramma laughed and shook her head. "I think that baby needs feeding," she said to her granddaughter before she looked at Goku and his mates. "Why don't we all go downstairs and have some cake?" she suggested. She snickered as Goku pouted when Tien got to his feet and carefully handed Rowan back to Gohan. She linked her arm with Goku's. "Come on now. Those babies aren't going anywhere. Come have some cake and let them all rest for awhile. And then you're going to take me to the Lookout. I'm going to force-feed Jenny some of this cake, too."

Goku laughed and nodded, watching happily as Goten jumped into Sabriena's arms. "Easy there kiddo, you are getting big! Soon you'll be carrying her!" He smiled and watched as his son stuck his tongue out at them. He sighed. "No respect," he said before he looked down at Gramma, "I know Jenny has been hurting. Vegeta didn't say much, but it's bad. She shaved her head at Catie's insistence."

Gramma sighed as she led the way into the kitchen and cut big slices of the cake for each of them. "We knew this wouldn't be easy on her," she said sadly. "I just wish she wasn't being so stubborn. I know you and Jenny didn't like the idea of marijuana, but I'm telling you, it would help her." She busied herself with packing up a second cake and laughed lightly at the questioning look on Sabriena's face. "I told you I'm force-feeding her this. And if I remember correctly, that guardian has quite the sweet tooth as well."

"Yes, that's just what her kids need is sugar," Sabriena snickered. She laughed and reached over to wipe the icing from Goten's nose as he quickly ate his cake. "You're a mess," she teased before she looked at Goku and threw her head back to laugh even louder. He had icing on his nose as well. "Like father, like son." She shook her head and turned to Gramma, "Good luck getting Piccolo to eat any cake. Last time I offered him some, he threw it over the edge."

Goku laughed, leaning against Sabriena, giving her a chocolate kiss before he finally ate the last bite and pushed his plate back. "I remember you telling me that. If anyone can get Piccolo to eat cake, it would be Gramma, though I think it might make him sick." He snickered and looked over to Arthusia, wondering if he could bribe her and Sabriena to make the Zuppa Tuscana later. "You ready to go to the Lookout?"

She smiled and nodded. "Ready when you are," she said and took his arm in her hand. "We won't be gone too long. You all stay here and help out Gohan and Lindsey if they need anything." She smiled when Sabriena and Tien nodded. "Okay, let's go," she said to Goku and the next thing she knew, they were standing on the Lookout. Gramma chuckled, "Have I ever mentioned how handy you are to have around?"

Goku smiled and laughed. "You might have mentioned it once or twice, but I think you are just using me to get to Vegeta," he said as he looked around, smiling as he saw Dende standing near the edge, just a few feet away. "Hey! How's it going?"

Dende smiled as he looked over at his friend, bowing slightly to Gramma. "Very well, despite a few things here and there. Arthusia, it is a pleasure to see you again." He stood up straighter, "I see why you are here, she is out back. Doing what you proposed before and are thinking of proposing just now. You will have Vegeta to thank for that."

Gramma lifted an eyebrow. "Oh really?" she asked, an air of smugness about her. "Well then, I suppose I won't have to force her to eat this," she said, holding up the large chocolate cake. She grinned and gave a wink to Dende. "And yes, dear, there's plenty for you here as well. Would you mind taking it to the kitchen for me? We'll be along shortly. First I have to give her hell for not listening to me in the first place."

Goku watched as Dende took the cake, not liking the look that he was giving it. "Are we sure that's a good idea to let him take it? There might not be anything left when we get there," he said as they walked back to the opposite side of the Lookout. A sweet herbal scent hit Goku's nose and he knew immediately what it was. Jenny was sitting on the edge of the Lookout, leaning back. She had a green scarf tied around her head and she was still skin and bones from what he could see. He nearly stopped short, "Vegeta didn't say it was this bad."

"Caught ya," Gramma teased, refusing to show a reaction to how impossibly skinny Jenny was. She was certain that Jenny had had plenty of those and didn't need one more. She promptly settled herself on the tile next to Jenny and smiled at her. "See? I told you so. Now if only you had listened to me."

Jenny tilted her head to see Gramma and Goku sitting next to her. She sighed and held a hand to her head. "See, now I don't know if you are really here or not, but since I'm sure I would have Piccolo show up naked if I was hallucinating, it must really be you guys." She sighed and gave the bong a push towards Gramma. "I had chemo today. They've upped my dosage and frequency so the nausea has been worse than usual," she said as she winced and put a hand over her chest for a moment but then relaxed and laid back on the tile. "The only bad thing about this stuff is it makes me cough so much, it's starting to hurt."

Goku didn't know if he approved of it, Lindsey had been addicted to this stuff, among other things. "Is it really okay for her to do this?" He shut his mouth thinking that they would all help her break the habit once she was cancer free, "Nevermind."

Gramma patted Goku's hand reassuringly. "It's just temporary. Think of it as medicine," she said softly before she looked at Jenny. She rubbed gently at her back, wishing there was more that she could do for her. She gave the bong a little push back towards Jenny. "You finish that. You need it. And when you're done, I've brought you a surprise. I made that chocolate cake you like so much. But you better hurry up before Dende eats it all. Perhaps entrusting it to him wasn't the brightest decision I made today. It's been a long day."

Jenny gratefully took back the bong and took another long hit off of it, breathing the smoke slowly up into the air, sighing out. "I hate this cancer. I wanted to be there when Lindsey's twins were born. How are they?" she asked as she had another hit before she emptied out the used bowl of ashes over the edge and turned away from the edge. Goku was at her side in an instant to help steady her.

"Adorable, but Sabriena won't let me bring them home," he pouted. "I bet she would look so beautiful pregnant." He sighed but waved his hand, "Too much information, I know, but I can't help thinking it."

Gramma laughed at him as she got to her feet. "There's nothing wrong with thinking a pregnant woman is beautiful," she said as she went to Jenny's other side, making sure that she didn't falter in her steps. "Don't you worry. You'll have your hands full with those grandbabies as it is." She paused when they reached the kitchen and she beamed at Dende. "Look at you. You didn't get into the cake yet. I'm so proud," she teased.

Dende chuckled and pulled back a chair for Jenny, watching as the two set her down in it before he served them slices of chocolate cake. "Just remind me to save some for Rose. She will kill me if I don't leave her any." He sighed as he ate the decadent treat, "You have my deepest thanks for this." He watched as Jenny happily ate at the cake, slowly, but she was able to keep food down now. "Piccolo and I were both surprised to find out Vegeta was the one to suggest the marijuana for her."

"No," Gramma gasped before she threw her head back and laughed. "Oh, I'm liking that prince more and more." She ate her cake for a moment, a thoughtful, yet mischievous look crossing her face. She swallowed and attempted to sound nonchalant, but knew she failed miserably, "Goku, dear, do you think we could swing by Capsule Corp before we go back to Gohan's this afternoon?"

Goku snorted into his cake, "You just want to pinch his ass again, or bounce a quarter off of it." He pouted and hunkered down in his chair. "It's not that great as babies" he said but couldn't keep his pout and smiled at her, "Who am I kidding? I love watching you torture Vegeta. Of course we can swing by."

Gramma tried to hide her smile and once again failed. "It'll give you an excuse to brag about those new grandbabies," she said. She smiled and waved as Piccolo entered the kitchen. "Come sit with us. There's plenty of cake for you if you want any."

"No thanks," he answered, but sat next to his wife and smiled at her. It was so good to see her eating again. He leaned over to kiss her cheek. It had been a long morning at the hospital, sitting with her as she did her treatment. "You look like you're feeling a little better than you did this morning."

Jenny couldn't stop the giggle that escaped her and she nodded, leaning against her husband. "Gramma was right, I should have listened to her advice and just did this from the beginning." She sobered up and looked at the moist chocolate cake in front of her. "But pot controls a big part of my sister's life. It hurt Lindsey. I don't want to end up like some drug addict who can't control herself. I have to beat this."

"Your circumstances are different," he reminded her and wrapped his arm around her thin shoulders. He'd been a little leery of it at first, but after seeing how much better Jenny felt when using it, he didn't worry about it anymore. If there were problems with it down the road after she was healed, then they would deal with those bridges when they got to them. "You're going to beat this. I know you are."

Jenny smiled and nodded, "Just put me through Goku's sobriety program and I'll be right as rain." She looked down at her empty plate and a blush spread across her cheeks as her stomach growled loudly. "I feel like eating everything and then watching the Big Lebowski at the same time," she said. "That movie makes so much more sense when you are high."

Gramma cut Jenny another big slice of the cake and set it in front of her. "Well then, eat up. I made it for you, so eat until you can't possibly take another bite." She sat back and chuckled. "If anything will put weight on you, that will. Trouble used to get mad at me for feeding it to her all the time. She loves it, but she swore it went straight to her hips."

Goku perked up at that and looked mischievously at the cake before back at Gramma. "And Tien and I will thank you for that," he teased.

Jenny chuckled, "You know, maybe I should get out, come back with you and see the babies. I know Paige would love to see Goten and I know there's got to be plenty of food around there. Everyone does a celebration for this. Gramma does at least. Come on Piccolo, you can't tell me you don't want to see Gohan's new kids."

Piccolo gave a small smile. "Yeah, I think I'd like to," he answered. He knew Paige would be happy to see Goten. But more to the point, he was excited that Jenny wanted to get out and visit their family and friends. That was a good sign, wasn't it? "I'll get the girls up from their nap and then we can go," he said and went to their bedroom to wake his daughters.

Gramma cleaned up the empty plates while they waited for Piccolo to get Alice and Paige ready. "Okay, then," she said as she dried her hands and turned back around. "I guess we're ready to go. Dende, don't forget to save a piece of that for your wife," she teased with a wink. She smiled brightly at the two little half-nameks when they walked in, still looking slightly sleepy. "There's those darling little girls! Are you ready to go?"

Paige's eyes widened and she gave a laugh as she ran over and jumped into Arthusia's arms. "Gamma, Gamma! We go see babies now?!" she asked excitedly before looking over at Goku, "and Goten?"

Alice calmly walked over to Arthusia, giving her leg a hug before she looked back over at Dende. He had said something about lessons that afternoon and she didn't want to miss them. Something about focusing energy.

Gramma smiled and picked up little Alice. "We won't be gone long," she said, feeling Alice's conflicted emotions, her want to go and see the new babies, but her devotion to her lessons with Dende. "I'm sure that there will be plenty of time for your lesson with Dende when you get back." She looked to the tall Namek, "You don't mind if she comes with us for a little while do you, Dende?"

Dende chuckled and shook his head as he took a separate piece of chocolate cake and put it into the fridge for his wife later, "Of course not. Have fun little Alice. There will be plenty of time later for lessons. Go and enjoy meeting the new babies. Tell me all about them alright?" He watched as his little protégé nodded and hugged Gramma's neck, feeling more at peace then. It had been a hot minute since they'd had an outing, it would be good for all of them.

"Good!" Gramma smiled and walked over to Goku. "Well then, let's get back to Gohan's house. See? I told you I wouldn't keep you away from those babies for very long. We can go by Capsule Corp later. I'm staying for a few days. We don't have to rush around like crazy."

Piccolo took Jenny's hand and helped her to stand. "Now don't overdo it. Don't push yourself while we're out," he reminded her softly. Going out with her at her suggestion made him happy and gave him hope that perhaps she would be healthy again soon. It had been a very long time since they had gone anywhere together except for the hospital. "Let's go, Goku."

Tien jumped when they appeared in the kitchen of Gohan's home. "Jeez, you'd think I'd get used to that," he grumbled and rubbed at his face with both hands. He got to his feet to greet his friends; he hadn't made it to the Lookout to see Piccolo or Jenny for quite some time. His heart sank when he saw Jenny. Goku and Sabriena told him that she'd lost weight, but he hadn't expected to see her so sickly thin like this. "Hey girl," he said, "it's good to see you." He looked from her to Piccolo, voicing his question to both of them, "How are you holding up?"

Jenny nodded tiredly. "Holding up as well can be expected. Had to take a different form of medication so I'm hungry. Hopefully I'll start looking less like a skeleton here pretty soon," she said looking up at him before she went to sit down at the table. "So, I know there's a feast hiding around here somewhere."

Tien chuckled at that. "Oh, you know it. Sabriena's digging in the pantry right now," he said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder at the opened door. "She said she's gonna feed everyone and have Arthusia bless it. I think Goten's going to help her."

"PAIGE!" Goten roared, cutting Tien off. He ran forward and hugged the little Namek. "I didn't know you were going to come play today!" He was absolutely beaming, his eyes lit up as if Christmas had come early. "Let's go play!"

"Or not," Tien added with a chuckle. "Sabriena, I think you lost your helper."

Goten blinked, suddenly torn. He wanted to cook, but he wanted to play with Paige, too. He chewed his lip, trying to decide what to do. He loved cooking, but he knew that Sabriena would let him do that any time he wanted. He didn't get to see Paige all the time. He wondered if his mommy would be mad if he chose to go play just this once.

Sabriena poked her head out of the pantry. "Go play, Goten. It's okay. You can help me cook supper tonight at home, okay? You're coming back to the cabin with us for the weekend. Besides, you don't wanna be here tonight. Those babies are gonna cry all night long," she said with a snicker.

Goten's eyes lit up again. "Okay!" he cried happily and let Paige jump on his back before he ran out of the kitchen and into the backyard.

Sabriena smiled and shook her head as she turned to look inside the pantry again, gathering up everything she needed. She cringed the next second as a high-pitched scream met her ears, followed by a tiny voice crying, "Grampa! Grampa! Grampa!" She looked over her shoulder to see Phoenix jumping up and down, tugging on the leg of Goku's pants. "There are too many damn kids around here," she muttered under her breath.

Goku laughed, reaching down and picking up Phoenix and cuddled with him as he watched Goten and Paige run away. "You know what, I think they'll probably get married and have little green kids with tails!" he chuckled and grinned over at Piccolo.

Jenny laughed. "That would be so adorable," she said before she looked over at Sabriena, "Thanks for the scarves dear."

Sabriena smiled as she set an armful of ingredients on the counter. "That color looks good on you," she said and went to hug her friend. "Do you need any more? I can pick some more up for you if you want me to. Or anything else you need. You just let me know. Are you hungry? I'm gonna make Gramma's soup for everyone."

Jenny nodded, "I'm starving, actually and no thank you. I'm quite good on the scarf front." She smiled and hugged her friend back, wishing she had more strength, "I wish I had more energy, I hardly feel motivated to do anything. I don't know if that's the pot or my skeleton self."

Piccolo frowned as he thought about Goku's comment. "I think they're a little young to be thinking about such things," he said darkly. Not that he had a problem with Goten, not at all, but he didn't think anyone would ever be good enough for his little girl. A protectiveness rose up in him and he had to stop himself from growling. It was silly, he knew that, Paige was only four after all. But he shuddered to think about what she would be like in ten or so years. Good gods, they were going to have to lock her down in the mazes of the Lookout until she was thirty-five. "She's never going out in public. Ever," Piccolo said, shooting a look at his wife.

Gramma snickered. "Good luck with that, Piccolo," she said as she pushed up her sleeves and went to the stove with Sabriena. "That girl is too wild and free-spirited to be kept. She'll do what she wants when she wants and I doubt you'll have much say in the matter." She said it with a definite tone of approval and pride in her voice. "Just the way a woman should be. There's no controlling that one." She paused and murmured something under her breath as she waved her hands over the food Sabriena was cooking on the stove. She turned to face the tall Namek again. "But this one," she said, tapping a finger lightly to little Alice's nose, "this is the one you need to watch out for."

Piccolo's brow raised and he looked down at the little girl in his arms. Alice was so quiet, so obedient and well-behaved. She never threw a fit or went out of her way to make trouble like her sister did. She liked to learn her lessons from Dende and help clean up when she could, she liked to sit quietly beside her father and mimic him when he meditated. She had no interest in fighting like Paige did. Never once had she ever acted interested in training, not even when Vegeta offered to take her into the gravity room with him. She was too peaceful, too even-tempered. The complete opposite of her sister. He couldn't imagine her being the one he needed to keep an eye on. "What makes you say that?"

Gramma smiled knowingly. "She'll surprise you one of these days."

Jenny looked over at Alice in Piccolo's arms. "Born during battle on the night of a full moon with dragons. I think she will surprise us. It's always the quiet ones you have to look out for you know." She chuckled and laid her head down on the table looking over at Gramma, "Dende says she will be the next guardian of earth."

"That wouldn't surprise me one little bit," Gramma answered with a smile. "And she'll do a damn good job of it." She held out her arms and took little Alice from Piccolo, holding her close for a moment.

Piccolo shook his head as he heard his other daughter screaming outside, running and playing with Goten. She'd challenged him to a spar and he could hear her preparing to blast the little Saiyan with a Final Flash. "I'll be back," he muttered and stepped outside, bellowing, "PAIGE!"

Gramma laughed before she looked at Alice. "Now I think you wanted to see those babies, didn't you?" She smiled wider when Alice nodded her head. "We'll be back," Gramma announced. She laughed at the way Alice scrunched up her nose at Phoenix. He'd let out another excited, ear-splitting squeal and Alice didn't approve one bit. Gramma paused and looked over her shoulder. "Jenny, would you like to come with us? I think Lindsey would like to see you. You can make one of these sexy men carry you if you don't feel like walking up the stairs," she snickered.

Jenny laughed and looked around, finally settling her gaze on Tien. "Sabriena, I'mma steal your husband real fast," she said as she reached out for him. "Help a poor cancer patient up those stairs?" she asked.

Tien chuckled. "Sure, no problem," he said and easily scooped Jenny up in his arms before he followed Gramma up the stairs. "I hope you can eat more soon, kiddo. I think a good strong wind might blow you away at this point." He carefully set her down on the bed next to Lindsey once they were inside the room.

"Hey!" Lindsey smiled when she saw Jenny. "Oh my god, I missed you." She swallowed roughly when she saw her, how skinny she was. Tears brimmed in her eyes and she reached for a hug, squeezing Jenny tight. "Baby, I'm sorry," she whispered.

Jenny smiled at Lindsey, leaning over and hugging her tightly for a moment, looking at Tien and gave a laugh. "I know. Piccolo makes sure to keep me tethered to the Lookout, lest I fall. I don't have the energy to stop myself if I got knocked off." She waved her hands dismissively before she turned back to Lindsey. "Look at you, Momma. Good work on those babies," she said, looking over at Alice as she peered at Rowan in Gohan's grasp. "And don't worry about me, weight will start to come back as I eat more. I always wanted to be this thin, just not quite like this."

Lindsey frowned at how skinny Jenny was. "You want some more weight? Cause I'll share. Lord knows I put on plenty with this pregnancy," she grumbled and made herself more comfortable on the bed. She smiled as she watched Gohan get Alice settled on the bed and carefully let her hold Rowan, but hovered close in case her grip slipped. "Look at you holding a baby," she grinned at the little Namek.

Jenny smiled at her daughter, a warmth spreading through her at seeing her holding a baby. "Good heavens, they are growing too fast," she said. "Wasn't she just a baby herself not long ago?" Alice was years beyond her age, mature in her own way. Helpful, quiet, observant. "There's little she misses. Very keen." Jenny laid back against the bed, shoulder to shoulder with her friend, "And you have a daughter now! Just wait, she'll be the leader of your bunch."

Lindsey gave a weak laugh. "Yeah, that's what I'm worried about. I wanted a little girl so I could dress her up in all those cute pink outfits and everything. But watch, with my luck she's gonna be a tomboy," she joked. "Oh, and you missed it earlier. You should've seen Sabriena's reaction when Goku told her to hold her granddaughter. If looks could kill, Dad would be a little pile of ashes right now."

Tien chuckled at that. "No kidding," he said before he looked at Jenny. "I'm gonna go downstairs and supervise, speaking of those two. Make sure Goku doesn't eat all of Sabriena's cooking before the rest of you get a bite. If you need anything, you just holler for me, okay kiddo?"

Jenny smiled and nodded. "Thanks, Tien," she said as she watched him go. "Sabriena got called a grandma, huh?" She couldn't stop the grin from appearing on her face, "I wish I could have seen it. She's changed so much, I've heard Goten call her momma. It's adorable how much they care for each other. I never would have thought Sabriena would ever want to be a mother." She looked over at Gramma who was holding Scarlett. "Bet you didn't even see that one coming."

"No, that one I missed," Gramma agreed. "But this is Goten we're talking about. He's like Goku's mini-me. Those two can worm their way into anyone's heart without even trying." She carefully rocked the baby in her arms, humming a little tune to her. She couldn't stop the smirk that played across her lips. "So I see karma at work here. Jenny got Paige and now Lindsey has Scarlett. These two are going to be payback for all the mischief you two used to cause. Mark my words."

Lindsey gave a dramatic groan and leaned more against Jenny. "If they're anything like we were, we're so screwed."

Jenny snorted. "You say it like I don't already know it," she said. "That girl was trouble since the day she was born, but I wouldn't change it for the world. She'll be running the place before too long I imagine."

Gramma snorted. "She's already running the place, you just don't realize it yet," she said.