AN: LAST CHAPTER! YAY! It took a while to finish this one, but here it is now! Prepare from some tears, and heart-dripping! (Not literally, that would be gross.) REVIEW!

Dislaimer: Dragonball is not mine! None of them!

Gohan opened his eyes. He was standing in front of the giant building Goku had told him about. The workplace of Yemma. He tried to walk forward, to make his request to see his father, but found that his legs were stuck. He tried to look down, but couldn't do that either. He tried to do anything, even blink, but couldn't. He wondered why he could think when he supposedly had no body. He felt no restraining things, he just couldn't move. Like that one time Reccome had snapped his neck. He couldn't even attempt to move then, but he had blacked out shortly after.

Gohan assumed this meant that he was one of those spirit clouds Goku had described, but this didn't explain why he couldn't move. He wondered if this was a special treatment of him, given his odd situation. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't move, he couldn't do anything but… exist there. So he did.

"GOKUUU!" King Kai yelled.

Goku grimaced, he knew this would happen sometime. When he had returned a few minutes earlier, he had been waiting for this.

"GOKU! WHAT DID YOU DO?"

Goku tried playing dumb. King Kai said he was good at it, but Goku didn't know why, but it didn't seem difficult to him.

"Hey, I'm sorry I ate all your food, but it's just instinct for me to eat!" Goku said, putting on that childish grin of his.

King Kai fumed. "YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!"

Goku tried again, "Well… what are you talking about?"

"I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUR RESTRICTIONS ABOUT VISITING THE MORTAL UNIVERSE!"

Goku knew that he couldn't pretend any longer.

"King Kai, you know I had to!" Goku wined. "I couldn't just sit there and watch!"

"I know you couldn't, but there are rules!"

"Well it's done now, so no point in arguing about it."

King Kai sighed in frustration. From his experience, Goku had two moods: the cheerful, happy, oblivious Goku, and serious Goku. This was serious Goku, stubborn as Katchin.

"...Fine Goku. But your intervenience might have been in vain. He still might die."

"WHAT? Oh no… if only I had known sooner...:" Goku said, a sad expression on his face.

King Kai couldn't resist that face. It just had that look that made you do anything in your power to try and remove it.

"I'm sure he's fine, Goku. He is your son after all!" King Kai reassured Goku.

Goku sighed. "Yeah… I hope so."

Gohan was getting pissed. Which was odd, since he didn't have a brain to be pissed with. He had been... hovering? standing? existing? something for the last hour, and nothing had changed. I wish something would happen. As soon as he thought this with his non-existent brain, a quiet voice came to his non-existent ears.

"-days...no sign...space…"

His vision faded to black. Again. Dammit.

"It's been 4 days, and he's been showing no sign of improvement. He was in space, after all." Dende said.

He was watching Gohan rest in bed. Chi Chi was sitting next to him, as she had been for the past 4 days.

"Can't you do anything more for him?" Chi Chi demanded. "You are Kami, after all."

"I might be a god, but my healing powers are not linked to my kami status. I've tried, but he has to heal on his own. There was just too much damage. He basically died of asphyxiation, I can't heal that off. The only reason he made it back was because of Goku's instant transmission." Dende explained.

Gohan was steaming. Not even figuratively, he was literally steaming. That was the first thing Gohan knew. Heat. Lots and lots of heat.

Gohan slowly came to consciousness. If one could call it that. He couldn't feel anything. He couldn't move anything. It was like his experience a few… minutes? Days? Some time ago. Gohan couldn't tell. He tried to move something, anything. Nothing. Maybe a twitch.

"I swear I saw his hand twitch," Dende said. "If it did, it means he's regaining consciousness!"

Gohan was timeless. He didn't know what had happened, but he felt alive. Except for the fact that he couldn't move, and the brain damage. And the brain damage. And the brain damage…

Gohan sat up. He was in a soft bed, one of the ones on top Kami's lookout, so that's where he assumed he was. He didn't know how long he was out, but the room seemed uncomfortably warm. Then something came to him. He wasn't dead! But… how?

He looked around the room, noticing that his neck was quite stiff. He moved his arm up to rub it, and found that all his joints were stiff. He was pondering why when voices came to him.

"-any improvement, we just left him!" That was Dende.

"No! I have to see my baby! I have a feeling!" That was Chi Chi. Mother… what have I done? I didn't die… that means father isn't back… I have to finish what I started!

As the voices approached his door, Gohan quietly got out of bed, cursing at his stiff joints, presumably from his outer space adventure.

The door creaked open, Gohan tensed his muscles. Chi Chi saw him. "Goha-"

Gohan zipped past his mother and Dende, who had just caught sight of him too.

Gohan wasn't that fast, and he couldn't get into Super Saiyan, still being injured, but he was still faster than Chi Chi and Dende, who took off running after him.

"Gohan, stop!" Chi Chi cried after him.

"Its for the best!" Gohan yelled back. he exited the lookout, and was now on the familiar white tiled surface. He ran to the edge, but a fist from the side caught him off guard, and threw him the the floor. While it didn't hurt, he was stunned long enough for Chi Chi and Dende to join Mr. Popo, his fist still extended.

"Gohan, you can't do this! Think about how I would feel!" Chi Chi said, trying to get her son to stay.

"I am! I'm going to Otherworld and getting Dad back, even if I have to drag him here myself!" Gohan said, only a little hysterical.

"While I'm sure she appreciates the offer, I also thinks she would prefer you not to kill yourself." said Mr. Popo, always to the point.

"..." Gohan was caught off guard by the bluntness of the statement, but before he could reply, Chi Chi burst into tears.

"GOHAN! DON'T DO IT!" She sobbed. "You have so much to live for! You need to go to school, get a girlfriend, raise your brother, get a degree-"

"Hang on, what?" Gohan said, as he reviewed her words to himself. "Raise my... brother?"

Chi Chi wailed. "YES! How will your brother grow up without a father AND a brother?"

Gohan was stunned. "I have a brother? SINCE WHEN?"

"I found out a few days ago, before you left! Waaah, my baby won't have the sibling he should have!"

Gohan was speechless. I have a brother. Not only a brother, but a mother as well. I've been stupid. My father wouldn't come back. He made his decision. I was about to leave my mother and my unborn brother by themselves.

Chi Chi was still sobbing. Gohan stood up, and hugged her gently.

"I'm sorry mother," he consoled. "I've been an idiot. I won't do that again."

"Promise? Promise you won't try and leave us again?"

"Promise."

They stayed that way, Chi Chi sobbing and Gohan hugging, until, eventually, they went home.

9 months later

Gohan held the baby close to his chest. Chi Chi lied on the bed, asleep.

"Goten…" Gohan whispered. It had been Chi Chi's idea, and he agreed wholeheartedly. The little baby was a photocopy of Goku, so it only made sense to have a similar name.

Gohan looked at Goten fondly. The copy of Goku snuggled deeper into his arms. Gohan remembered, 9 months ago, how he had felt, and how he was willing to trade himself for Goku. Now, he thought, he had a piece of his father. A piece of his father to keep him here in the living world.

He had no complaints with that.

COMPLETE