Goten

"This is getting ridiculous!" Vegeta roared. "How are they still hiding?!"

I glared at the Saiyan prince. "We'd probably have found them by now if you hadn't put my dad in a coma."

"You think I don't already regret that?!" He sighed. "I'll admit, what I did to Kakarot was over the top, but what's done is done. Now we have to manage without him."

Trunks interjected. "Maybe we could try something we haven't yet." We both looked at him, interested. "Think about this, and figure out where they might be going."

Vegeta was about to retort, but I thought of something. "Didn't Locke say his grandparents were loaded? Like, the third-richest people in the world?"

Trunks nodded. "And with that much money, they probably have a private doctor or something. Without Cell's regeneration, he'll need serious medical attention after what you did to him, Dad."

Vegeta smirked. "So they'll be heading to his grandparents'. Any idea where that is?"

"No-" I started to answer.

"Yeah, actually," Trunks interrupted me. "Remember, I played third-wheel a lot. I know the way."

I clenched my fist. "Then let's go." And I'll save my girl from that Android.

Meadow

I stretched and dropped back onto the bed of our current inn room, this time payed from the dead perv's wallet. After my breakdown earlier that day, I'd signifigantly calmed. The stomach ache didn't return, but there was still a dull stiffness, like after a bad cramp. Neither of us knew much about sickness or pregnancy, so we still had no idea which it was, but Locke was taking it easier on me than I'd ever experienced, to the point that he was carrying me whenever we got off the bike. Right now was the first time I'd been able to stretch my legs all day.

The door to the room opened and Locke walked in, carrying a tray of food. My mouth watered, having barely eaten all day. "H-how loaded was that guy?"

"Not very," he responded, sitting beside me. "Turns out the chef is one of Gramps' old friends."

"And he gave you free food?"

He smiled. "I just told him it was for my pregnant girlfriend." My own smile faded. "What's wrong?"

I bit my lip, bringing my hands to my stomach. "We don't know if that's it yet. I'd kinda appreciate if you wouldn't let random people know about it."

He scratched the back of his head guiltily. "Sorry; you haven't eaten all day, and-" I couldn't keep listening and just dug in.

"Forget it!" I said between mouthfuls. "I love you." He smiled, causing me to stop again. "Aren't you going to respond?"

He looked confused. "How?" he asked.

I glared at him. "I mean, tell me... you love me." I looked away, feeling tears come to my eyes again. "I-I might be having your baby, and you haven't even said that. If you don't feel that way, something might happen, and we might... break up, and that's the last thing I want if I am pregnant." The small trickle fell down my cheeks. "I don't want to-" I was cut off by a hard kiss. His hand moved to the back of my head, then he slowly pulled away.

"I love you, Meadow," he said softly. "Don't you dare doubt that."

"Why'd it take you so long?" I asked, the tears turning into ones of joy.

He lowered his head. "We haven't even been a couple for a year yet; I didn't think it was the time. And..." He trailed off, but my insistent gaze urged him on. "... I didn't want to make any commitments I might not be able to stick with."

"What do you mean?"

He gritted his teeth. "I'm pretty sure that Gotenks was just having trouble controlling his transformation when he tried to kill me, but Vegeta's another story. We've both seen how he can be; if I get in between him and Cell, which I will, I'm on a one-way trip to the Otherworld. They might not even revive me." He rested his head on my shoulder. "I don't want to promise something like that when my time might be running out."

It took a second to process what he was saying, but once I did, I lightly pushed him back and moved his hand to my bare midriff. "It might already be too late for that," I informed him. "And I know you won't get yourself killed. If you die, there are too many people you'd let down. Your mom, Cell, and me." I could see his despair evaporate and he smiled. "Can you promise me something?"

"Anything resonable."

I smiled and pulled him into a tender embrace. "Promise me that you'll fight as hard as you can, even if it isn't enough."

He sighed, as though it was a dumb request. "As a technically-Saiyan, I can't really turn that one down. But now I want you to promise me something." I looked at him with interest, and he pulled away, grasping my hand in his. "When this is all over... I want to get married. Even if you aren't pregnant." I jolted in surprise. "Once we're old enough, I mean."

I stared at him. "But what about school?"

He shook his head. "I don't need to go. With this much power inside me, I could finally be a pro fighter like I always wanted. And once the baby's old enough, I'll take care of it while you're at school."

"If we have a baby," I corrected, but a smile quickly replaced my astonished look. "I'd love that, Locke." I leaned forward and kissed him. "You know, I didn't think I'd get engaged while running away from angry Saiyans," I noted, laughing a little.

"Me neither," Locke chuckled back. "But it kinda feels right." His smile turned softer. "I love you, Meadow."

"I love you, too." I smiled back, then surprised him by lifting up my shirt.

"H-hey!" he yelped. "What the hell?!"

"Did you think last night was a one-time thing?" I asked rhetorically.

"B-but if you aren't pregnant after last time, this will probably do it!"

I smiled and tapped his forehead. "That's why this time, we're using all the protection we have available; condom and pill. And if I pass out before the pill again, make me take it. Shove it down my throat if you have to." I moved onto my jeans.

He sighed in defeat. "Alright. But I won't enjoy it," he lied.

I smiled to myself as he undressed, placing my hand on my belly again. I know it's inappropriate, but I'm starting to think I want this to be a baby. Our baby.

Goten

Trunks and I hovered over the city where Locke's grandparents lived. It seemed to be the only city not imprisoned by the shadowy Androids, which struck Trunks as strange, but I only saw luck.

"If they'd traveled by air," Trunks reasoned, "we'd have sensed them. So by land, they should still be moving."

I nodded. "So we just wait until they show up." I looked over at the rising moon. "That'll be hard at night, but Meadow never was a nighttime person. They'll be traveling by day, probably. And when they get within sight, we make our move."

"Goten, you're kinda sounding like the villain here. Wait, what was that?" He closed his eyes. "I could have sworn I just felt Locke's ki spike." He pointed in a direction. "That way." Then he grimaced. "And I just realized how badly he beat Gotenks last time. I think we should spend the night in the Time Chamber to try and close the power gap."

I nodded. "Good idea." I'll save you, Meadow. I'll save you from being that monster's minion.