Author's note: Sorry the update took so long between applying to graduate school and working I sometimes become forgetful. On top of that this chapter was just a little bit of a challenge for me to write. This one's kind of slow but don't worry after this the story will really pick up again. Thanks for reading!

There's two things I hate in the world, waiting, and being rushed. When I'm on planet Vegeta I seem to only be doing one of the two. As a slave I'm being rushed everywhere at all hours of the day then I'm kept waiting on those people that demanded me to rush. As Kakarot's mate, he can relieve me of those duties as long as he's around. Since the incident with Nappa, Kakarot has grown less trusting of other Saiyans. He can't be by my side 24 hours a day so appointed me a body guard to keep watch over me. Unfortunately the guard has been ordered to keep me confined in my room until Kakarot returns which means I'm stuck waiting.

As annoying as my situation is right now I can't complain about it too much because I've been feeling sick lately. I've been having stomach pains every morning and I can barely keep any food down; I hope I didn't catch some sort of Saiyan disease. Come to think of it do Saiyans even get sick? I've never even heard of a Saiyan dying from anything other than a fight. At that thought I could feel my stomach turning again and rushed to the bathroom to throw up my breakfast. Once the convulsions finished I sat on the ground to contemplate my options. I can't go on like this anymore it's already been four days. I need to see someone, a doctor, maybe Bulma can tell me what's wrong with me.

With all of my strength I pulled myself up off the floor and walked over to the front door to see if the body guard was still outside. To my surprise the guard has remained in the exact same spot for two hours, he hasn't moved an inch since Kakarot left this morning. "Hey um Mister guard I need to get out," I stated through the door. I waited for a few seconds but he didn't answer me, perhaps he didn't hear me.

This time I knocked on the door several times while calling out, "Hello, let me out of here."

"Kakarot has ordered me to keep you here until he returns," the guard replied. He didn't even turn to look at me while he replied.

"I understand that but it is kind of an emergency."

"Are you dying?" The guard turned his head slightly waiting for my answer.

"No but-"

"Then it is not an emergency." The guard cut me and returned back to his previous stance.

"Okay I'm not dying but I could die." I took the guard's silence as a means to continue. "I've been throwing up lately and I haven't been able to really eat anything, and if I don't eat I'll get sicker." He continued to be silent while waiting for me to convince him of my worsening health. "I don't think Kakarot would be happy to see me fall ill when your job was to protect me. If you let me, I can go and see Bulma in her lab, she might be able to help. " He stood silent for another moment before unlocking the door to allow me to come out.

"Fine, I will take you to the lab and back no where else."

"You're coming with me...?"

"It is in my orders to escort you and keep you safe. Until Kakarot returns you go no where without me."

"Okay, okay I get it lead the way."

I knocked on the door to Bulma's lab and waited for a response, "Come in, the door's open." I could hear her calling from the other side.

I don't know why but I felt hesitant to open the door. I was a little afraid, maybe there really was something wrong with me. And if there is Bulma might not be able to to treat it, there might not be a cure anywhere in the entire galaxy.

"Why are you being hesitant, didn't you want to come here?"

"It's not that I ah... do you mind waiting outside?"

The guard gave me a puzzled look before crossing his arms over his chest.

"It's just that it's kind of personal. Besides I might have to undress for my check up so..."

He stood to the side of the lab door and allowed me some privacy to go into Bulma's lab. "Hey good seeing ya Chichi. What's up?" Bulma was sitting in front of a giant computer. The lighting in the lab was very dim, probably so she could only focus on the computer screen lighting the room.

"Hey Bulma do you have a few minutes, I think I need a check up."

She looked over at me and looked my body up and down before standing up. "Yea sure let me just get some more lighting in here." She flicked on the switch which lit up the room revealing the entirety of her lab. "Just have a seat over there on the bed, what's wrong have you been feeling okay?"

"I feel fine sort of," I explained climbing up onto the medical bed. "I've just been throwing up a lot recently. I haven't been able to keep any food down what's so ever. This is the fourth day I've felt like this so I'm kind of concerned now."

"Yeah that does sound kind of serious." Bulma started taking my vitals and checking my ears and mouth. "You don't have any infections and I don't think its the flu since you don't have a fever."

"Could it be some Saiyan disease or something I picked up from another planet?"

"It could, I've only just started reading up on interstellar diseases but so far the ones I have seen usually have immediate and devastating effects." Bulma was stumped and frustrated from observing me, "How about you lay down and we can try out this new device I created. It's a full body scan that I was able to program to pick up foriegn substances in the body depending on the species. There's still some kinks to work out but it doesn't hurt to try it out."

Bulma laid me back onto the bed then sat back at her computer. She pressed some buttons which promoted a bar to hover over my body and scanned me from head to toe. The bar moved up and down my body for about two minutes scanning for any signs of disease.

"Well what do you know, it worked."

The machine made a loud beep as it finished scanning prompting for some paper work to print out.

"What does the machine say?"

"You aren't sick, but you are pregnant."

"Wh-what did you say?"

"You're pregnant Chichi, congratulations! That would explain why you've been so sick lately."

"That's ridiculous, there's no way I could be pregnant."

"Well not really, if you guys have been having sex... I guess it's kind of unavoidable since Saiyans don't use any form of birth control. When was your last period?"

"It was supposed to be last week but I missed it, I didn't think anything of because I missed it before but, it was from stress last time."

"According to the tests you're baby is almost six weeks old."

"I don't... how is that even possible?"

"Well it is kind of weird but I guess the only real difference between humans and Saiyans is there strength. You two were able to have sex so that means all the parts match up. You two having sex is probably like a lion and a tiger mating, it's possible to create a baby but the results could be, unpredictable."

"Unpredictable, what do you mean?"

"Meaning that I don't know how the baby could turn out. As far as anyone's concerned this type of mixture has never been done before so I can't tell you what to expect from your baby. Like a lion and a tiger they can create a baby, the liger. Ligers are usually bigger and stronger than either parents but are sterile for the most part. So your baby could be extremely powerful but lacking in some areas or something of the sort..." Bulma saw the distressed look on my face and quickly tried to recover her composure, "I mean I don't want to scare you or anything it's all just theory, there's also a chance your baby could be completely normal with no type of powers at all. Or you know any combination like that."

I just sat on the bad and muddled over what Bulma was telling me. I didn't even realize her walking over towards me and holding my hand, "Hey you should be happy you're gonna be a mother." I continued looking down at my stomach just watching it as it raised up and down with every breath. I'm going to have a baby, I've always wanted to have a baby, to have my own family but not like this. Not out in space on this god forsaken planet. I don't want my child to suffer an ill fate.

"I want to get rid of it."

The room was heavy with silence as Bulma tried to process my request, "Chichi what are you saying. I didn't mean to scare you from befor-"

"It's not just that... I just don't want to raise a child like this in this war zone. And what if... what if my child does turn out like the rest of the Saiyans and they take it out of my hands and send it off to the edge of the galaxy. I won't let that happen!"

Bulma sat down beside me, "What ever decision you make I fully support you, but you should think about it for a few days okay."

I tried to protest but Bulma cut me short, "Just for a day or two. If you still want to go through with it after that I'll do the procedure for you."

Bulma's words were less reassuring than I needed them to be. "Thanks..."

"Do you need anything else? Do you want to do something to maybe help take your mind off of things?"

"No I'm going to go back and lay down for a moment. I just need to be by myself if you don't mind."

"I understand, don't hesitate to call if you need something. Here's some medication to help with the morning sickness and cramps."

I came out the lab holding my stomach feeling sicker than I did before. I took some of the pills to help fight the morning sickness but I wasn't feeling any better.

"I trust you're not going to die anymore?" the guard made himself known.

I only shook my head yes in response to his question.

"Good we need to get back, Kakarot will be returning soon."

These past couple days I've been a little distant from Kakarot. It's not on purpose but right now his presence is intimidating. I'm scared to tell him about the baby. Every time the thought crosses my mind I can only think of his worst possible reactions. "Chichi, Chichi are you listening to me?"

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Kakarot's commanding voice, "Wh-what? I'm sorry I must've zoned out..."

"I was saying that when I have some free time we can go back to Namek together."

"Oh that'd be nice..."

"Nice?" Kakarot stood up from the bed and walked up behind me. He cornered me at the window sill placing both hands on either side of me. "Chichi is something wrong you seem kind of out of it?"

My body froze in place as I tried to breath again, "What do you mean I'm fine." I haven't been feeling sick since I've been taking those pills Bulma gave me.

"It's just that every time I get near you, you pull away from me. Like right now."

"Haha I'm right here," I stuttered. I prayed that Kakarot didn't catch the hesitation.

"But you're fidgeting," Kakarot's lips lightly grazed the crock of my trying to take in my presence. "Every hair on your neck is standing up, you smell slightly different too... I feel like you're hiding something from me...?" could feel my body melting as his hand came down to my hip to hold me in place but once I closed my eyes I could only think about the baby and I was pulled back into reality.

I removed Kakarot's hand from my waist and turned around to face him. I leaned back on the window sill and looked him square in his eyes, "Everything's fine." I slipped out his hold to fold some laundry.

"Come exercise with me. We haven't spent much time together lately so come to the gym with me."

"Haha I can't spare with me you're much stronger than me."

"I'll be gentle just for you."

"Faster," Kakarot yelled instructing me through practice.

"I'm going as fast as I can," I yelled back trying to match my punches to Kakarot's dodging pace. It's not often that I'm able to train with Kakarot; since moving into the palace we've had very little alone time.

I finally saw the opportunity after watching him subroutine for a few minutes. I threw a quick left punch right for the middle of his chest and just before it landed Kakarot grabbed my wrist holding it firmly in the place I was about to hit.

I looked up to see a smirk on his face, "I told you, you're to slow." I tried retrieving my wrist from him but his grip tightened as I tried to pull away.

"Well I can't really compete with your Saiyan speed," I complained. I tried pulling my wrist away again but Kakarot kept his hold on me. "You'd be able to keep up if you kept your form. You're not focused." His voice grew slightly irritated with me. We've been at this for about thirty minutes now, I could tell Kakarot greatly reduced his speed for me but right now my heart isn't in it.

"... I'm sorry," I was tired and irritated from practice. "I just can't right now..."

"Chichi what's going on with you, this is completely unlike you?!" Kakarot's voice was loud and authoritative which made it more difficult for me to speak up. But I couldn't hold it in anymore and just blurted out my secret.

"I'm pregnant!" My voice rang throughout the gym, then it went silent. I was scared to look Kakarot in the face.

"What?"

"I'm pregnant. I went to see Bulma a couple days ago because I wasn't feeling well and that's when I found out." My knees became week from the sudden burst of emotions that I slumped down onto the ground.

"That's such a relief."

I looked over to see that Kakarot was sitting on the ground in front of me.

"I was really scared something was seriously wrong."

"So, you're not upset?"

"Why would I be upset?"

"..."

Kakarot stood up and walked over towards me, he picked me up off the ground and teleported up back into our room. I sat on the bed trying to gather myself waiting for Kakarot to continue. He kneelled down in front of me and nuzzled his head into my stomach.

"I've been so worried about you, please don't lie to me ever again."

"I'm sorry..." Kakarot was being so sincere I started to feel bad for keeping this whole thing a secret.

"I can feel the baby you know, his ki is so faint. Why were you so scared to tell me about it?"

"I didn't know how you would respond... to be honest I was thinking about getting rid of the baby..."

"I never thought you'd be pregnant especially now but, I don't want you to get rid of the baby." Kakarot looked up at me and lightly kissed my lips, "I've never been happier." I leaned over him to cradle his head and bury my face into his coarse hair. It was new to see him so vulnerable towards me; in this one moment I prayed that none of his officers would've walked in on us or called Kakarot away from me.

"I'm scared of raising this baby. I don't want to see it sent off to some unknown planet as soon as it's born. I'm scared that maybe he won't love me or what if I can't love it. I-I'm not strong like you, I can't-"

"Shhhh" Kakarot tightened his grip around my waist. "Hearing this I can only think about words my grandpa told me once. I remember him telling me that having a family is one of the greatest joys in life, especially when it's with someone you love. Right now I finally understand what he was trying to tell me."

I was struck silent by his words.

"Chichi, Chichi are you okay?" Kakarot let go of my waist to look up at me.

"You, you said you love me...?"

"Never in a million years would I have thought I could feel this way about a person, but here we are. Here I am telling you this now. My grandpa would be so proud of me."

I thought my heart was going to fall out of my chest from all the emotions I was going through now, "I-I love you too..." We stared into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity before coming in to share a tender kiss. My whole world came to a stop and I felt as though all of my worries had vanished. There's no where else in the galaxy I'd rather be than right here right now.

"Chichi I bet you would be a great mother."