Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nossoreg's Revenge ❯ Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty-seven

"He isn't really going to stay in there, is he?" Goku asked, nervously pacing back and forth. "That's just not right!"

"Why not, Dad?" Gohan asked. "I was with Videl when Pan was born."

Goku shivered at the thought. He might have been the best fighter in the universe, but the thought of childbirth made him queasy. He had been fighting a dinosaur when his first son was born, was dead for the second, and considered himself lucky each time.

"How long has it been so far?" Krillen asked with a yawn.

"I've lost track," Yamcha answered, not even picking his head up off the table or opening his eyes.

The two teenagers seemed the only ones oblivious to the passing time. While the others sat and waited for news, the boys used the time and space for sparring. They zipped back and forth, chasing each other with energy blasts and moving faster than the speed of light. Mr. Popo had worried that their energetic training might damage The Lookout, but Goku had given them strict orders to control their blasts or they would both be doing extra chores for a month. With the very real threat hanging over them, they were extremely careful with their attacks.

Finally, after many hours of waiting, Gohan noticed a silhouette coming down the darkened steps. He knew immediately that it was Vegeta, even though he could only see his outline. He walked slowly, his feet dragging wearily along the floor and, once he stepped into the light and they could see his face, he looked as if he had been in a serious battle. In his hands, he carried a small bundled blanket.

Everyone rushed over, anxious to speak to him. One sharp look brought them up short. Carefully, he held the blanket out for them to see.

"It's a girl," Vegeta whispered. Then added, "If anyone wakes her up, I will personally send them to the next dimension!"

They all gathered quietly around the tiny girl, holding their breath to save their lives. The baby looked extremely small and fragile in Vegeta's big hands. Trunks beamed down at his baby sister and gently patted his father's back in congratulations. As everyone else drifted away to keep from waking the baby, Goku leaned in for a closer look.

"She looks just like her mother," he commented in a hushed voice, noticing the blue fuzz peeking out from under the blanket. He smiled at how her tiny hand clenched in her sleep and reached out to feel her soft cheek. Vegeta quietly cleared his throat and Goku pulled his hand back. "How is Bulma doing?"

"She's sleeping," Vegeta whispered back. He stared down at his daughter for a minute before continuing. "We are wrong to think we are the strongest beings in the universe, Kakarot. We may be able to fight, but we could never go through what they can. Bulma nearly sucked as much energy out of me as Nossoreg's computer!"

"Do you want the last Sensu bean? Or, I'm sure Dende wouldn't mind. . ."

Vegeta shook his head, still not taking his eyes off his daughter. "We'll be fine. I'm going to take her back now so we can all rest together."

Vegeta turned and took a couple of steps before he stopped. He straightened his back with pride and spoke over his shoulder.

"Thank you for saving my family, Kakarot."

Goku was surprised by Vegeta's sentiment and was speechless as Vegeta continued to walk away. He knew it was not easy for him to volunteer praise, and it touched him deeply. He waited until father and daughter drifted back into the shadows before whispering after them.

"Thank you for saving the universe, Vegeta."

~~The End~~