Epilogue:
Vegeta was in deep concentration when Bulma found him near the pool. She loved the way he looked so concentrated. Unable to resist, she placed her hands over his eyes. "Boo." She whispered in his ear.
He merely smirked as he pulled her from behind and into his lap. She laughed in response as she gave him a deep kiss. "I think it's time for a break, don't you agree?" she asked mischievously.
"Hai, a much needed one." He replied before picking her up and taking her into the house. He only stopped to put his files on his desk before carrying her up the stairs to their room. Her giggling all the way.
He had just laid her onto the bed when his cell phone rang. He looked at it in aggravation. "Not now, damn it," he muttered. He looked down at her apologetically before he picked it up.
"This better be damn ass important, Carl." He answered angrily.
Bulma heard a few curses here and there before Vegeta cut the call. He looked at her once again deciding if he should go or not. "Come here," she requested. He walked towards her before she pulled him down to her. She gave him a passionate kiss before releasing him, "That should make more than enough reason to go and come back quickly."
He smiled at her, "That's why I love you so much. I swear, I'll be back in no more than two hours."
"Uh huh, like I haven't heard that one before, now go and come back before you come home to a cold shower." She said in wit.
He gave her one last kiss before he grabbed his jacket and walked out the bedroom. A few minutes later she heard the engine roaring and driving down the driveway.
She waited a few more minutes to make sure the coast was clear before she hopped out of bed. She didn't have much time. She had to thank Carl again for helping her out. She knew he would be receiving the lashing of a lifetime from Vegeta once he got there.
She laughed to herself. How she loved him. It had been two years since she went to Vegeta's office. He had been promoted again to head chief this time. He loved his job dearly, though he would never admit it to anyone but herself.
She looked at her left hand. She still couldn't believe it. It hasn't been more than six months ago they had returned from their honeymoon. She was Mrs. Vegeta Smith and loving every minute of it. She was still reminiscing when the phone rang.
She quickly picked it up and heard a familiar voice, "Is he gone yet?"
"Hai, he just left. We don't have much time though."
"It's ok; I told Carl if he stalled a little bit longer that he would be well-rewarded."
Bulma laughed, "Girl, you know you wrong for that."
"Hey, I can't help that I'm irresistible. Guys are just drawn to my innocence."
"Uh huh… sure Cheryl. As innocent as a newborn, eh?"
You could hear the smile in her voice when she replied, "You know how it is."
"Yes, I know. I'll see you in a few?"
"Yep."
Cheryl and Bulma surprisingly had become friends during the time that Vegeta and Bulma were separated. Bulma had realized that it wasn't her fault it was Yamcha's. He was the two-timing asshole that used them both. Despite Cheryl's job preference neither of them deserved that. But in the end Yamcha got his. Last time either of them heard of him he was excuse the cliché, dropping soap bars in the shower.
Vegeta was more surprised to see them her at Bulma's once after a date of there's than to find out of Yamcha's escapades in jail to say the least. Apparently, they had become roommates while Cheryl was getting her life together. The life she was into was getting old real fast. Finally, after Bulma moved in with Vegeta, Cheryl decided to keep the house.
Bulma was busing herself with the preparations that needed to be taken care of when Cheryl had arrived. She had left the door open for her.
"Hey!" Cheryl said when she came in.
"Hi, could you lock the door behind you? Everything is waiting for you upstairs. I'll be up after I finish."
"Alright!" she replied as she headed towards the room.
Vegeta and she hadn't spent any time together since their honeymoon because of his latest case. It was very time consuming and often when he returned home she was asleep or he was exhausted beyond performance. This night was well deserved for both of them. It took much convincing on her part to get Carl to go along with it, but with the help of Cheryl it didn't take much more.
She looked at the clock; three hours had passed since Vegeta left. She had just got everything completed when Carl called to inform her that Vegeta was on his way home. It took all, but a minute to get Cheryl up and running out of the house calling out praises on her way.
Bulma had a one more chance to look before she heard him pull up. She ran quickly to upstairs. Once Vegeta had seen downstairs it wouldn't take him long to figure out where to go. Hopefully Carl left enough energy to get him through the night and early morning. She made sure that he had the next day off seeing as how they would need it.
Upon walking into the house, Vegeta smelt roses. He looked into the kitchen and grinned. "Wait till I get my hands on her."
He smirked as he put his stuff near the foot of the stairs. He tipped-toed up the stairs trying to avoid the creaks and as he neared the bedroom he heard soft music playing. He opened the door slowly trying to surprise her, but the sight before him had him breathless. Bulma was lying across the bed in a beautiful white lace bodice and white silk g-string. She was a sight of perfection.
He walked slowly to the bed closing the door behind him. He was trying to memorize everything from the lighted candles down to the rose petals and wine. He could smell the faintness of the perfume that she had worn for their honeymoon. It was invigorating. His arousal was evident by now. Both he and she were well aware of that.
She stood up slowly putting her hands on his shirt, undoing the buttons as she made her way down. He was looking into her eyes, as she was with him. He helped her take off his shirt when she had finished, pants and boxers following them. He stood before her in the nude. She was looking at his body memorizing every part she loved about it.
He eased her down on the bed and looked at her once more before giving into the desire of having her. They spent hours reliving each other bodies as the made love well into the morning.
Bulma was draped across Vegeta when she awoke the next morning. Their legs were still intertwined and him still inside of her. She moved a little bit to get into a more comfortable position for the both of them. Not aware that Vegeta was awake.
"Onna, stop moving before you start something that will take hours to finish." He said gruffly.
She looked up at him, and smiled, "That doesn't sound so bad."
He laughed, "You're impossible."
"You know you love me."
"Hai."
They drifted into a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes, "Vegeta?"
"Hai?"
"Are you happy?"
He looked at her surprised, "That's a foolish question. You know the answer to that, Onna. Why?"
"I was just wondering."
He knew there was more, but just left it at that. It took her a couple of more minutes to get the courage to tell him what she wanted. She carefully removed herself from his arms and sat Indian style facing him. He looked at her questioningly.
"Vegeta?"
"Hai?"
"I have something to tell you."
"Nani?"
"You are going to be a father."
"Vegeta sat up quickly and looked into her eyes, "Huh? What? When? How? Don't answer the last one. "
"I'm taking it that you are happy with this." she laughed.
"Of course, we are going to have a baby. How long have you known?"
"About two months, I wanted to tell you tonight. Hence, the plan to get you out. You were so busy. You aren't mad, are you?"
Vegeta had a big smile on his face before he kissed her deeply. He drew back and looked deeply into her eyes before putting his gaze down towards her stomach, "I'm going to be a daddy…"
Author's Note:
Finally, it's done, it's done! I hope that you guys enjoyed as much I did writing it. I loved all of your reviews. It kept me going when I didn't want to. Thank You. I can't name all of who have reviewed to this story, but take this as a personal thank you to each and everyone of you. If you want to check out my next story it's called Inhibited Passions. I am trying to play with fire with that one. Wish me luck. It's Bulma and Vegeta, our favorite couple. Till next time. (Midnight Passion)