One year later…

The night was warm, but comfortable. Krillin lay sprawled on his back snoring contentedly, one arm wrapped around the back of his wife who slept peacefully, her head on his shoulder. The moon, a crescent, shone through the window, accompanied by handfuls of bright stars. A small warm breeze filtered into the room every once in a while; the waves, small.

18 awoke suddenly. Something wasn't right. She ran out of the room. Feeling the abrupt shift on the bed, Krillin woke up and looked around. Thinking maybe she went to use the bathroom, Krillin laid back down and stretched out, finding a comfortable position.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a low guttural growl sent him to his feet. What was prowling around the island, let alone in his home? Krillin quickly left the room to find the source of the noise. The house was dark, but for one light, the bathroom.

"18?" Krillin called out, wondering if she had heard the news too. What he saw sent a tinge of panic. 18 sat on the floor of the bathroom, knees curled up to her chest, forehead resting on them. Sweat beads glinted on her face and neck. Krillin ran over to her and put an arm on her. The stench of vomit met him, but couldn't bother him as much as his wife's state.

"Are you alright?" he asked kneeling down in front of her. She looked up at him.

"Now I know what it must've been like for Cell to toss me up," 18 tried to joke, but put her forehead back down on her knees.

"What happened?" Krillin asked, debating whether to carry her back to bed or wait until she did it herself.

"I have been feeling queasy for a little while now and finally my body decided to let it out," 18 responded, less humorously.

"Are you getting sick? Do you want me to carry you back to bed?" Krillin asked, trying to find a way to help the poor woman.

"Help me up," 18 requested and Krillin immediately put his hand out and she took it, getting to her feet with his help. 18 flushed the toilet and walked out, Krillin following. They went back to their bedroom. 18 went over to the window and breathed in the fresh air, her husband watching, debating what to do next. He then sat on the bed and she followed suit.

"Krillin…" 18 began.

"What's wrong?" he responded concernedly.

"This isn't the first time I've felt a little sick in one way, shape or form," she told. "I just thought it was nothing of it, but it persisted. I think I know what might be causing this."

"Is something going on inside, like, with your cybernetics? We could ask Bulma to—"

"I'm not malfunctioning, if that's what you think!" 18 yelled. "I'm still part human."

Where did this rage come from? He was just trying to help. "I didn't mean it that way, if your just sick, I could go purchase some medicine," Krillin tried to amend.

"Krillin…I don't need medicine," she replied a little calmer.

"But if you're sick and you don't need medicine, then wha-….."

18 smiled. "I think I'm pregnant." Eyes widened with surprise, Krillin took the words in and processed them. Pregnant. She might be pregnant. He was going to be a father. HE WAS GOING TO BE A FATHER!

"You're pregnant! How do you know?" he exclaimed, excitement taking over.

"I told you, I have been feeling the symptoms and normally a woman just knows," 18 told him, taking his hand and lacing her fingers with his.

"I'm going to be a father!" Krillin exclaimed. "We're going to have a baby!" 18 smiled again and went over to her spot and laid down again. She was still feeling a bit sick. Krillin followed suit, too excited to go back to sleep, but wanting to be where she was. He returned to his former position on his back. Laying her head back on his shoulder, Krillin replaced the arm around her waist.

"If you need anything, just let me know," he consoled, looking at his wife. She kissed his cheek and closed her eyes.

As Krillin stared at the ceiling and into the night, he thought of how lucky he was to have fallen in love with 18. He saw the good woman in her when no one else had and knew she found something in him when she had first locked eyes on him. It was as if it was destiny. Afterall, many members of the "good side" ahd once belonged on the side of evil. She was just as human as he was, even if some of her modified insides begged to differ.

They were married a few short months after she moved to Kame island. Krillin was able to be with the woman he loved and now he was going to have a family. Some time ago, he thought he would never find the one, but all it took was a little time. Hey, you never know.

That is the end, ladies and gentlemen! Hope you all enjoyed and will send some love my way. Special shout-out to Krillin Fan for sticking through to the end! :D Thanks for reading! *end credits roll to song of your choice (you tell me what the story's song is) *