Catie had been avoiding Gohan for days. Their confrontation in the yard had driven an awkward wedge between them. She was still angry with him for not telling her everything he knew and he resented her for the things she had accused him of. When either of them found themselves in a room together, they avoided eye contact and would change their direction so that they were no where near one another.
"Are you two ever going to make up?" Trunks asked Catie one afternoon as they lounged by a pond.
"Not until he tells me what happened," Catie replied.
Trunks sighed. Being torn between his best friend and his girlfriend was driving him nuts. "He's trying to protect her, that's all."
Catie shook her head and stared at the cork attached to the end of her fishing line. It remained hopelessly still in the greenish water.
"Mind if we join you?" asked Seventeen's silky voice.
Catie and Trunks turned to see Seventeen and Leelee standing behind them with fishing poles in hand.
"Not at all," Trunks answered.
Leelee plopped on the ground next to Catie. "Have you seen Jenny?"
"She's at a doctor's appointment," Catie answered.
"Oh, that's today. I forgot," Leelee answered.
"How far along is she now?" Trunks asked, eager to steer all conversation away from Gohan.
"About four months," Catie answered. "She's really starting to show."
"She is?" Seventeen asked. "I haven't noticed."
"She's been wearing looser clothes, but when we train, I can see it," Catie answered.
"She took Piccolo with her," Trunks said. "I wonder how he's reacting."
They all sat in amusement, wondering what it would be like to be a fly on the wall in that ultrasound room.
Piccolo sat uncomfortably in the corner of the dark little room as Jenny laid back on the large chair-like table. Her shirt was pulled up to just under her bra-line, exposing her rounded belly.
She drummed lightly on her stomach with her fingertips. "I'm getting so fat."
Piccolo shook his head. "You're beautiful."
She smiled gratefully at him.
It wasn't an empty comment. As the weeks passed by, he found her more and more attractive. He couldn't explain it. There was just something about watching her grow, knowing his baby was inside her. It amazed him.
The technician entered the room and greeted them both kindly. She sat at her computer and grabbed a bottle. "This should be warmed up," she said as she squeezed some onto Jenny's abdomen. Jenny stared at the black screen hanging from the wall, anxious to see what the monitor would reveal.
Piccolo watched the technician carefully as she slid the handheld device across Jenny's stomach. She paused and smiled, "There's baby."
"Piccolo, look," Jenny whispered.
Piccolo's breath caught in his chest as he stared at the black and white image on the wall. The tiny profile of a baby's face shone back at him. He swallowed and reached for Jenny's hand. He'd never experienced something like this before. How do you instantly fall in love with someone you have never even met? He couldn't make sense of it. But that's what was happening as he gazed at the image.
A sudden woosh woosh woosh woosh sound filled the room.
"Baby's heartbeat is normal," the tech said in her calm, sweet voice and she typed on her computer one-handed.
"That's the baby's heartbeat?" Jenny asked. The tech nodded.
The technician used her computer to snap screenshots and take measurements, explaining each step as she went. When she declared baby appeared to be developing normally, Jenny heaved a sigh of relief.
The technician handed Jenny a long roll of pictures. "There ya go."
"I can keep these?" Jenny smiled.
"They're all yours," she answered as she handed Jenny a towel. "You can wipe your stomach off with that. Just toss it in the basket when you're through. Congratulations to you both." And with that, she left the room.
Jenny handed Piccolo the pictures as she wiped the sticky gel away.
He looked at the pictures in his hands, trying to comprehend what he had just witnessed. The reality of it all was starting to sink in.
"It's going to be okay," Jenny said softly, taking Piccolo's hand.
He realized he must have had a frightened look on his face. He nodded and leaned down to kiss her. This was the best and most terrifying thing he'd ever faced in his life.
Still holding Piccolo's hand, Jenny led him down the hallway to the waiting room of her doctor. She leaned against him as they sat down on the fancily upholstered chairs and he placed an arm around her shoulders as they admired the first photos of their baby.