Chapter 2

The Saiyans piled around the dinner table, each drooling over the large variety of food placed on it. Their growling stomachs could be heard yards away. The only thing holding them back were Bulma's and Chi-Chi's glares.

Goku inhaled greedily, rubbing his hands together, "Ooh boy, does that smell good." He grinned the usual Son grin, "Thanks a bunch for this, Bulma. You know I love to have a great meal before I talk about anything seriously."

"I didn't know you had serious conversations so often, Goku," Bulma joked, sharing an amused smirk with her husband. "Besides, Videl said all of you guys were coming over, so I thought it best for you to have something to eat."

"Thank you, Bulma. It means a lot," Bardock smiled gratefully.

Bulma smiled back, patting his arm, "No problem, Bardock. Now, would you like to explain why you brought us all here?"

Wasn't that the million dollar question? Bardock exhaled, nodding, "Yeah, okay." He gestured to the table. "Come on, guys, sit down. I have something important to tell you."

The conversation was momentarily halted as everyone sat at the large dinner table and piled food onto their plates. Goku whined lowly when the regular humans had to get their food first. He also expressed wonder when Gine piled on a bit more than the others, even Tekka who had still been trying to gain more muscle.

Placing that conversation to the back of his mind, Bardock sighed heavily and started the conversation everyone came to hear, "Last night, I had a vision of another enemy coming."

The clinking sounds of utensils hitting plates caused his limbs to jolt at the unexpected sound. He placed his own on the plate gently and lifted a hand to rub his temples. "Look, all I saw were some images of this giant monster. I didn't really get much else. All I know is that it's powerful and it's coming soon."

"What do we have to do to prepare for it?" Trunks asked as he cut up the tough meat Blouse was having trouble with.

Bardock cleared his throat tensely, "Go back to the past, for one." Chatter broke out around the table. He groaned quietly, moving his hand to rub the bridge of his nose. Of course this was going to cause a ruckus.

Whenever the topic of another enemy came up, everyone always asked if he had to go to the past. He had only been back in his timeline for 3 years, so he understood everyone's apprehension. Still, this wasn't going to help anyone if they couldn't stay quiet.

A sharp whistle shushed them. They turned their eyes to Pan who glared at them exasperatedly. She shook her head, placing her hands on her hips, "Bardock said we need to go to the past. He didn't say he was the only one going though. He may be strong, but he doesn't know how strong this monster is gonna be. He needs us and that's why he called us here instead of just leaving on his own."

"Thank you, Pan," Bardock whispered to her once she sat down. He glanced back at the table and felt an amused smile creep onto his lips, "Yes, Tek?"

Tekka put his arm down, grinning back, "So who exactly are you taking to the past? Can I come?"

Bardock chuckled, "No, Tekka, you can't. The only ones who are going are me, Pan, and my dad. Me and my dad because we're the strongest, and Pan because I'm sure the others over there miss her so much." He grinned cheekily at his sister who rolled her eyes. "Also, we don't want to have to make such a big time machine, so the less, the better."

He picked up his utensils as he began eating again. He spoke around the food in his mouth, "Any questions?"

"I kinda want to go," Goku pouted into his bowl of rice. "It'd be so cool to see myself in the past."

"You're basically the same person," Bardock answered. "There's literally no difference between the two of you except the other Goku always wants to train. Being dead with him for 7 years was only good for my body, not my sanity."

Vegeta barked a laugh, "Oh, how I don't long to be you."

Rolling her eyes at the glares the Saiyans shared, Videl turned to address Bulma, "How long do you think it'll take to make the time machine?"

"Considering I have three from Pan, Bardock, and Trunks, not that long," Bulma replied, slowly swirling the wine in her glass. "Give it maybe a week or two and I'll have it up and running."

Bardock clapped his hands. "There we have it. In a week or two, we'll be leaving for the past."

Oh, I hope we don't die.

Later that night, the Sons went back to their homes. Goku, Chi-Chi, and Goten bid the others a good night before making their way into their house. Gohan, Videl, Bardock, and Gine flew to theirs while Pan flew with Tekka to his house.

After telling his parents good night, Bardock undressed and plopped down face first on the bed, releasing a sigh of relief, "I'm gonna miss this bed." He shifted onto his back, placing a hand under his head. "We're definitely gonna take it when we move out."

Gine smiled as she lay on the bed next to him, putting her head on his chest, "That's some big talk. You think you can back it up?"

His free hand played with the strap of her tank top as he spoke, "I'm just saying. We've been dating for a little over a year and we're almost 20." He moved his gaze from the ceiling, their dark eyes locking in the dim light around the room. "As much as I love my parents and my sister, we can't live with them forever. So we're gonna have to take that next big step in our relationship by getting our own place."

"Well then, I accept," She said, placing a light kiss on his neck. Her hand traced the smaller scars on his chest. "Why didn't you wake me up when you had the vision?"

"I didn't wanna bother you," He murmured, kissing her head. "You've been tired lately, and you kept complaining about nausea before we went to bed. Your health is more important to me than these dumb visions I keep getting."

Silence filled the room. He furrowed his brow when he felt Gine's muscles stiffen under his fingers. He lifted his head, frowning worriedly, "Gine, what's wrong?"

She shook her head, smiling unconvincingly, "Nothing. Nothing's wrong." She swallowed dryly, her breaths coming out in shaky puffs as she sat up, "I just have something important to tell you."

"What is it? You can tell me anything," He responded as he sat up. He took her hand in his, his stomach twisting uncomfortably and not because of the large quantity of food he consumed only an hour ago.

"I'm a…" Gine wiped the tear that escaped her watery eyes. She gripped his hand tightly as she said her next words, "I'm pregnant."

Oh…

Everything seemed frozen, as if someone had pressed pause on Bardock's brain. He stared at his girlfriend, eyes wide and jaw dropped. It all made sense now; the exhaustion that gripped her every hour of the day, the nausea, the increased appetite. She was carrying his child; his quarter Saiyan child.

My child.

Bardock quickly brought himself back to the present, squeezing Gine's hand when he felt her try to slip away. He chuckled breathlessly, a vice grip on his heart, "You're…you're pregnant? Like, you know for sure?"

Gine nodded, continuing to wipe the tears flowing from her eyes, "Yeah. Pan went with me to the doctor's to make sure."

"Pan knows?" The question slipped out. He then shook his head, placing his hands on her cheeks, "Never mind. That doesn't matter right now. What matters is how you feel?" He locked eyes with her, his hardened eyes soft at the sight of her, "How do you feel? Do you want to…?"

"I want to keep it," Gine answered, a smile stretching on her lips as she placed her hand over one of his. "I want us to have a family together. Is that what you want?"

Bardock nodded vigorously, not paying any mind to the tears streaming down his cheeks and curling around his cheeks, "That's all I've ever wanted." He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her cheek and head. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Gine. I love you so much."

Gine let out a small laugh, burying her runny nose in his neck, "I love you too, Bardock. I can't wait to have a family with you."

A family, Bardock's voice echoed in Bardock's mind, going unnoticed. It's been a long time since I've had one.