These next two turned out kinda short, so I'm giving another double-upload this weekend. I'll try not do this anymore in the future, but it's probably gonna happen two or three more times, at least.

Cell

My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself resting in a shockingly luxurious bed, with curtains veiling me. It felt like my damaged organs were healed, and I could feel stitches sealing my open wounds.

"How did I get here?" I groaned. "The last thing I remember is..."

Flashback

The sun had set nearly two hours before, when I felt Locke's energy rise.

"Huh?" I grunted.

Rachel looked back at me. "Something wrong?" she asked, concerned.

I shook my head. "Locke's ki spiked, but not enough for him to be in a fight. But why would he need that much energy?" Something seemed to click in Rachel's head and her face reddened. "What?"

She smiled awkwardly. "I think we might see grandkids in the near future, Cell." Seeing her perverse meaning, my face flushed as well, taking on a purple hue.

"I really doubt he'd be that reckless. But what do you mean, 'we'?" I asked. "Locke is your child."

She smiled and shook her head. "Don't play dumb," she taunted. "We both know how Locke sees you, and how you see him."

I was silent for a second, then sighed. "You're annoyingly clever, Rachel; I hope you realize that." If I wasn't immobilized, I'd have covered my face. "And Locke hasn't been subtle. When he saved me from Vegeta, he called me 'Dad'."

"You don't sound too thrilled," she noted.

"He's taken an Android that everyone the world wide knows as a genocidal monster as his father-figure," I explained. "I don't want that for my son."

Rachel grinned. "'Son'?" she repeated.

"Urk!" I'd let my tongue slip.

She made no effort to withhold her laughter. "No denying it now."

I sighed. "Well then, no better time, I suppose, though it won't have the same effect, right now." She looked back at me, curious. "Rachel Brangwen, will you marry me?" The car swerved, and I growled in pain at the sudden shift.

"S-sorry!" she yelped as she righted it. "But where's that from all of a sudden?!"

I forced a smile through my pain. "Don't think I haven't noticed your infatuation with me." Her dumbfounded look turned angry. "That... came out wrong. I speak the truth, though, and at first, I only tolerated it. But as I got to know you better, that changed to an enjoyable fact, and now, I feel that my hunt for #17 and #18 was wasted. My other half was in West City the whole time." Her face turned bright red, to the point that I was worried she may pass out from poor circulation. "Not that you'd have liked my Imperfect Form, anyway. Everything was different form now; inside and out."

She was silent for a while. I decided I'd gone too far and returned to my rest.

Flashback end

I sighed. "What was I thinking?" I groaned. "Proposing at a time like that? Idiot!" Then another sigh escaped, this one sad. "But would the timing have mattered? Even if she wanted to, who would wed us after everything I did?"

I heard the door open and I could see two figures through the curtain. It was pulled away, and I saw Rachel and a man in a white coat, whom I assumed to be the surgeon I'd been told of. He recoiled when he saw that I was awake, but Rachel smiled happily. "You're awake," she observed.

I smiled back. "So I am. How long was I out?"

"Two days," she responded. "That was enough time for Justin here to fix you up as best he could."

The doctor gulped before he spoke. "Your anatomy was human enough for me to hopefully do a decent job," he informed me. "But you still need time to heal. You're fit for transport, but you can't put any weight on your legs or pelvis. The position you're in now is probably the best option."

I nodded. "Thank you, doctor." He seemed shocked at my polite words, but didn't voice it.

Rachel's smile wavered and she turned to the doctor. "Justin, can we be alone?" He seemed concerned, and rightfully so, but nodded and left, closing the door behind him. She sat down and and put her hand on mine, but wouldn't meet my eyes.

"How long was I unconscious?" I asked. "Exactly."

"All of yesterday and today; it's almost noon now." She bit her lip, as though she wanted to say something. I was about to vocalize my concern, but she beat me to it. "Yes."

"Huh?"

She shut her eyes tightly and inhaled deeply before continuing. "I-I'll marry you, Cell." I stared at her, shocked into silence. "Aren't you going to say something? O-or do you not remember...?"

"I remember."

"Then say something!"

I smiled. "Could you come closer?" Her anxiety seemed to melt away, leaving confusion, and she did as I asked. I struggled to lift my arm and placed it on her head. "Thank you." And with that, I pulled her in for our first kiss, which I'll admit should have come before the proposal and engagement.

We separated and she stared at me, then smiled, joyful tears brimming in her eyes. "About time."

I smiled back. "We'll make plans later. But for now, where is our son?" The "our" quickened my pulse with joy.

Rachel frowned. "No idea. He and Meadow should have been here a little after us, even if they were held up."

I sighed. "Well, when else would a boy and his girlfriend get this much time to themselves? All we can hope is that they aren't found."

Locke

I hugged Meadow tightly as we waited for her stomach ache to go away. After we left the inn, she'd ended up with another one, but this one seemed to be less intense.

She finally relaxed and let out a sigh. "Thank you," she said and kissed me. "That helped more than you know."

I smiled lovingly. "Anything for my future wife." Her smile became forced. "What?"

"Um... Locke, I know I promised to marry you when we could, and I still stand by it, but could we maybe stay in the present for right now? And enjoy being boyfriend and girlfriend?"

My smile returned and I nodded. "Alright." I checked my phone for the time. "We should hurry. The city's only an hour or two away now, and Mom and Cell should be there already. Let's get-" My breath caught. "Shit!" I whirled around and fired a Big Bang Crash, stopping another blast before it got close enough to do damage.

"Wha-?!" Meadow shrieked. I looked up, but the attackers came to a crashing halt on the ground, throwing up dust and debris. Meadow and I coughed as the dust cloud overtook us. "Wh-who...?"

I gritted my teeth. "Dammit! What is with you two?!" I swept my hand to the side, blowing the dust away. In front of us stood Goten and Trunks.

Goten raised his fist and intensified his gaze. "We found Gero's third lab, Locke. We know what you are."

"An Android," I finished for them, catching them off guard. "Yeah, I found out after our last face-off."

"Found out?" Goten breathed. "Are you saying you didn't know?"

I shrugged. "Not a clue."

Trunks scratched his head. "That's, uh... unexpected."

Goten sighed. "It doesn't matter. Where's Cell?"

"He and Mom took a different route," I informed them. "And I'd rather die than tell you where they are."

We stared each other down, then they both turned Super Saiyan. "Tell us, and you won't have to," Goten warned.

"I don't want to hurt my friend," Trunks added. "Please, Locke."

I put one hand in my pocket and looked back at Meadow. "Go, and take the bike with you. I don't want you getting hurt." I grinned and flashed an obvious (to her) glance at her midriff. "Expecially now. And my mom really likes that bike."

Meadow nodded. "Be careful." We watched her go until I figured she was far enough away.

"Alright, then." I turned back to my adversaries and gritted my teeth, clenching every muscle in my body. I hadn't tried before now, so I wasn't sure if I actually could do it on command, but luckly, it worked. I roared and transformed into Super Saiyan Orchid. "Let's go!"