Cell

I slowly closed the door to Locke's room after assuring that the two teens were behaving themselves, then returned to the one Rachel and I now shared.

After Oreg's destruction, we'd finally felt safe in returning home. After quite a bit of begging and promising, Meadow had been allowed to spend the night again, provided Locke or I brought her home first thing in the morning.

I slowly opened the door, finding my soon-to-be wife seemingly asleep in bed. I smiled and climbed in with her, not bothering to change at all. As soon as I did, however, she rolled over and climbed onto me, nuzzling into my chest. "All the boyfriends I've had," she whispered, "and I'm marrying the only one I never actually dated." Despite the wording, she sounded content.

I smiled and rubbed her head. "It isn't as strange as the fact that you're marrying an artificial lifeform." She laughed softly; she was awake, but clearly tired from the day's events.

"Cell?" she asked quietly. "Bulma told me you said something to Locke before leaving Oreg to him. Care to explain?"

My face reddened. "I-I meant to wait until our wedding night, at the soonest, of course, so-"

She cut me off, lightly brushing her lips against mine, then picked her head up to smile down at me. "Is it okay that I'm not entirely on board with that?" I looked at her with confusion. "And I don't mean having kids; I mean waiting to." My still-red face turned an even darker shade. "Cell, I love you. If it means I can really show you how much I do, then I don't mind walking down the isle with your baby inside me. In fact, I'd actually like that."

I gulped, weighing my options. But the desperate look in her eyes ultimately made the decision easy. "Alright. But remember, I've only had this body for a few days. I don't know how this process works."

"Don't worry," she assured me. "I do."

Locke

I awoke mid-morning, finding Meadow in the middle of changing, standing in only her panties as she stripped off my shirt she'd borrowed. Acting on instinct, I teleported behind her and placed my hands over her bare chest, cupping the petite mounds. Though, strangely, it almost felt like they were just a tiny bit larger. I smiled as I thought of one possible reason. She squeaked in surprise.

"L-Locke!" she scolded. "Now's not the time for that!" I smiled apologetically and removed my hands. She quickly dressed, slightly nervous under my watchful gaze. "Could you not look at me so intently?"

I smiled. "Sorry. You're just too beautiful to look away from." The compliment seemed to calm her nerves and she finished dressing, wearing a clothing set I'd rarely seen her use: her cropped blue t-shirt was replaced with a white one that revealed only about two inches of her stomach, along with a thin, sleeveless pink jacket that extended only to the bottom of her rib cage, and her grey jeans were replaced with blue ones. Her high-tops were the only things that remained.

I grinned. "What's with the change of style?"

She shrugged. "My whole life just changed. My boyfriend turns out to be an Android, my brother turns evil and gets himself killed, I might be a teen mom, and now I'm engaged before I'm even out of high school. I guess I felt like I should change a little, too."

My smile faded. "I'm sorry I dragged you into all this." She tried to reply, but I continued. "Meadow, you got your neck broken because of me, you lost your best friend and brother, and, like you said, I completely changed your life. All because I wanted to be stronger." I shook my head. "Jeez, I never thought about any of this. I really don't deserve someone like you, do-?"

Meadow smacked me across the face, stopping my rant. "Don't you dare say that," she scolded me. "I thought I made it pretty clear that I didn't mind the changes. And 'best friend'? Sa- um, George- was my best friend when we were younger. For the past year, even before we started going out, that's been you." Her angry face softened and she wrapped her arms around my neck. "And now, I could never imagine life without you. Why do you think I agreed to marry you?"

"So you didn't have to be a single mom," I replied, only half-joking.

She frowned. "I thought you didn't think I was pregnant."

"I don't. But I hope against all odds that I'm wrong; I'm just programmed that way, remember?." She smiled and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

She broke away pretty quickly and retrieved her purse. "You think your parents are up yet? I have something I need to do at home before your match with Gotenks, and I'm really hungry."

"Let's go see."

We ventured to their room, finding the door cracked open. I widened the crack and peeked inside, then just as slowly undid everything I'd done, my face bright red. "What?" Meadow asked.

I gulped. "Ah, I think I can now relate to a few kids on the downsides of a two-parent home." Meadow still looked confused. "Well, um, I may have a brother or sister on the way." I wasn't completely sure they'd gone that far, but both of them being adults, and fairly young ones at that, there were only so many explanations to finding my mom asleep on top of my dad, both seemingly nude.

Meadow blushed as she realized what I meant. "Um, that's... something. I guess I'll just eat at home, then." I nodded and took her hand, using Instant Transmission to take us to her dad's house.

When we arrived, I immediately found myself under her mother's loathing glare. "Mom?" Meadow asked. "What are you doing here?"

"Trying to stop you all from going through with this!" She turned back to her ex-husband. "Ben, Meadow is too young to get married. You can't really be okay with her marrying that Android on his eighteenth birthday!"

"Right here," I grumbled.

Georgia suddenly shrank away from Mr. Fae's menacing gaze. "Georgia, I know Locke. He's a good kid. I know he'll take good care of her, and she'll be really happy. As long as they still want to go through with it, they have my permission."

"And what about my permission?!"

"You don't have a choice anymore."

"That's another thing!" she almost screamed. "Ben, you have to drop that application. You can't take that away from me just because I won't let my daughter get married at seventeen!"

"Yes, I can," he retorted, "but that's not the only reason. You realize that Sanow almost screwed us all over, right? Why do you insist on calling his death a murder?"

"George was a wonderful boy!" she yelled. "He just wanted to protect his sister from this Android!"

"Sanow was an Android, too!" To my surprise, that was from Meadow. She glared daggers at her mother. Not gonna lie: it was a bit of a turn-on. "And the same model as Locke. If he was just in it to protect me, he would have known that Locke wasn't dangerous and would have helped us beat Oreg. He just wanted me all to himself." She grabbed my arm and hugged it tightly. "He killed Locke because he was jealous!"

I scratched the back of my head, but I decided to finally pick a side. "I do regret what I did to Sanow," I admitted, "but I'd do it again if I had to. I don't care that he's the reason I had to use my one revival; I'm just pissed that he wasted all his power fighting me instead of Oreg." My phone buzzed and I cursed under my breath. "Uh, sorry, everyone, but I'm a little short on time. I'll see you at the match, Meadow." She got up on her toes and kissed me before I teleported away.

I reappeared back home and threw my gi in the wash, then got in the shower when it was done.

As I put my gi back on afterwards, I felt something hit me in the back. I turned and found Cell standing behind me in a white shirt and shorts, pointing one finger at me as a light died at the tip of it.

"What was that?" I asked.

He pointed to the mirror in the bathroom. "It was bugging me." I checked and, to my surprise, the "fake" kanji symbol was replaced. It now read "heart". "Locke, you defied your creator, without any hesitation, for the good of the world. You're just as real as anyone else on this damn rock. And your heart just as kind."

I smiled. "Thanks, Dad." He smiled back. "So, I know the odds of myself having kids, but what about you, literal motherf*cker?" His face turned red with guilt as he tried to stutter a response.

Meadow

"Why does this take so long?" I sighed as I paced around in the bathroom. I'd originally entered because I'd started to feel nauseous, and did end up vomiting a little, but when I considered the possible cause, it reminded me of one other thing that I'd meant to do. "Mom and Dad are gonna get suspiscious." Someone knocked on the door. "Speak of the devil."

"Meadow?" It was Dad. "Are you alright? You've been in there a while."

"Fine," I assured him. "Just give me a-" The beep I'd been waiting for went off.

"What was that?" Dad asked.

"Just my phone," I lied. "I'll be out in a sec." I waited for his footsteps to fade away before retrieving the pregnancy test. Before, I thought I'd known what I'd feel about the result: overjoyed if positive, or dissappointed if negative. But now that the result was in front of me, I wasn't sure what I was feeling. Maybe a mix of relief, fear, and confusion.

I took a deep breath. "I'm..."

Gonna leave you guys on a cliffhanger there. And before you start jumping to conclusions as to whether or not Meadow's gonna be a teen mom, I want to make one thing clear: I sometimes like to mess with my readers towards the ends of my stories, so it's probably going to be the one you didn't expect, or now that I said that, I could be double-bluffing you, or even flat-out lying. Read on to find out.