Bulma holds the small infant close, knowing of the eyes that watch her as a small mouth covers her left breast. "Quite an appetite he has for a new born. He nearly suckled the other side dry and still wanted more."<br>Vegeta chuckles. "He is saiya-jin what more could you expect for one who is only hours old."<br>Bulma cuddles the tiny baby, his little tail finding its way around her wrist.<br>"Zelna has gone her seperate way," Vegeta replies. "She said that she is searching for any survivors of her race."<br>Bulma nods, closing her eyes and feeling the movement of the bed.<br>Vegeta rests his head upon her shoulder. "He has your odd coloring."<br>"He has your face," Bulma adds.<br>Vegeta sighs, "It's all over."<br>Bulma's tail hooks around his. "Yes... thank God."<br>There is a long silence as Bulma listens to the suckling noises of her infant. "I'll call him Trunks."<br>"Mmm...," Vegeta murmers.<br>"Goku?"<br>A head pokes in from the main room. "Yeah Bulma?"<br>"Could you get me a blanket please?"<br>Goku nods, disappearing for a moment and then returning with the requested blanket. Goku raises the blanket up and spreads it out over Bulma and Vegeta. "I think we all need some sleep. It'll be a while till we get home."<br>Bulma nods, turning to look at Vegeta whom had drifted off with his head on her shoulder. "Maybe we'll see Zelna again some day but till then we should look to the future."<br>Goku grins. "Sleep well Bulma...and you too Vegeta..."<br><font color=blue>To Be Continued...