Bulma's world blurs as the stary sky swirls above her. The pain was none other like she'd ever experienced in the entireity of her life. She could not push now... She had to hold on. If she pushed nowm then all would be lost. She screams into Zelna's shoulder, her body jolting as a violent contraction tore into her side.
Zelna begins to speed up his flight, knowing that he must go faster and as far away from SahlKahn as possible. He brushes aside a damp strand of hair form her sweaty fore.
Bulma's eyes widen as a squeal of surprise erupts from her throat, sweat rolling down the side of her face as everything around her falling silent. Before she could utter a word from her mouth, she finds herself falling... The ground rushing towards her. She tries to fly, but the pain in her abdomen was too great and she could not concentrate. All she could hope for now is a miracle.... She squeezes her eyes shut, daring not to scream so that she could die with dignity, but when death is expected...it does not come. She is suddenly surrounded by a golden light, warming her shivering body. She feel a hand caressing her cheek and she gasps... The instantaneous connection restablishing itself. In her pain she feel a sharp twing upon her neck, her own life giving blood dribbling down her back and into the debts of her sweat soaked gown. She nuzzles the person's strong neck. She bares her fangs, thrusting her face into his neck and receiving a low moan in pleasure, the sound of his voice vibrating against her ear. Her one true love had returned.... At last...Vegeta had arrived...
Bulma cries out, feeling his hand resting on her belly. "He's coming... Oh GOD!!!" She screams again, unable to hold it any longer.
Vegeta drops to the ground, Bulma held securely in his arms. "Try to remain silent woman till I can find a proper place to put you!" Vegeta looks around, noticing that there is a cave in the mountain side nearby. He flies towards it, knowing that Goku is taking care of SahlKahn.
Bulma wimpers, tears soaking Vegeta's shirt. "Oh Vegeta, I knew you'd come. I never lost faith... SahlKahn, he did so many horrible things... If I had the chance I'd kill him myself but... NAAAAAAAHHHH!"
Vegeta smirks, "You have the brat to worry about right now, fighting should be the least thing on your mind." He enters the cave, looking back to see if they were being followed. He thanks Zelna mentally for sparing him the time to bring her here. He lowers Bulma to the cold rock floor, feeling her fingers leaving his gravity defying hair. He parts her legs, tearing away her underwear and lifting her dress. Although he'd never accually helped a woman in labor before, he'd seen enough back in the days as a boy enough to know of what to do. "I want you to push woman, this brat is ready to come out."
Bulma nods, knowing that she didn't need to be told twice. She grips his hand, squeezing with all her might. She cries out, her voice rising in volume as she could feel her child traveling down, his head beginning to crown. Oh god it hurt so much, but she must show Vegeta that she can take this. She breaths heavily, her tail trashing beneath her, she throws back her head, her face turning red as she pushes once again, feeling the infant beginning to slide out of her entrance. "Vegeta," She cries out. "It hurts! Gods it hurts..."
Vegeta squeezes her knee, "One more push woman!!! Do it know or you'll kill him! NOW!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!," Bulma screams, tears pouring from her eyes and down her sweat dampened cheeks.
Vegeta pulls the infant from her, it's high pitched wailing echoing throughout the catacombs of the cave. He smirks, holding it in his hands and gazing down. he whipes a bit of blood from it's face, his fingers grazing a tuff of damp lavender hair. He looks up at Bulma, the baby continuing to wail, wanting to be returned to the warm place he'd been sleeping in for the last 9 months.
Bulma looks up, breathing heavily. She sits up, leaning against Vegeta's shoulder at she witnessed her mate disconnecting the umbilical cord with his ki, the baby's quick healing forcing the blood to clot at a miraculous speed. He turns to Bulma, his tail hooking around hers. He leans forth, kissing her with all the passion and love he'd been bottling up. He pulls away a bit, licking the side of her face, catching her tears on the tip of his tongue. "You've made me a King woman... this boy, is now the prince of saiyans..."
Bulma looks down with a smile, leaning against Vegeta. She takes her baby into her arms, holding him close to keep him warm. "He's got your face."
"But your coloring," Vegeta replies.
Bulma smiles, her fingers grazing the lavender tuff of hair. "He's cute... Hey, I recognize that nose somewhere." Bulma turns to Vegeta and with her free hand she tweaks his nose. "Daddie's nose!"
Vegeta smirks. "Hmph. Got a problem?"
"No," Bulma replies. She feels something brush her arms. "A tail..."
Vegeta chuckles, "No matter the coloring, he is still a full blooded saiyan. Of course he possesses a tail."
To Be Continued...