"That's strange," Bulma declared, "why would have Bra brought me a vial of Goten's blood, too?" She shrugged then began to perform the DNA tests using Bra's, Goten's, and unbeknownst to her, Gohan's blood. Bulma was baffled by Goten's blood samples. They were not identical as they were supposed to be. They were very similar, but they had a few differences. If she didn't know any better, she'd say the one Bra left for her was not Goten's blood, but one of his relatives.
"Well, there's just one way to find out," she stated before going over to a cabinet that contained blood samples from all of the Z Warriors. After Goku had left with the Dragon, Bulma made all the warriors give her samples of their blood so that she could study it and find someway of bringing them back to life if they died since there were no more Dragonballs.
She took out Gohan's blood sample and compared it to the sample Bra had left. The samples were a perfect match!
'Why would Bra bring me a sample of Gohan's blood? How would she get a hold of it?' The chairwoman of Capsule Corp was really confused. She tried to run different reasons and scenarios of why Bra would have Gohan's blood and how she would obtain it, but none made any sense. "I'll figure that out later, but for now I'll do some tests on Goten's and Bra's blood."
"Ms. Briefs," a voice called out.
"Ah, Petro, come in," she greeted a Capsule Corp employee.
"A package just came for you. It was marked 'URGENT,'" he explained before handing said package to her.
"Thanks Petro!" She waved to him as he was leaving. "Finally, I have the amniocentesis from Bra's womb. Now I can really do some tests!!!"
Meanwhile, at Bra's and Goten's home . . .
"Bra-chan, are you sure you're gonna be okay alone?" Goten asked before opening the door.
"Yes, I'm not a child. I'm just pregnant. You go have fun with Trunks. You haven't seen him in awhile," she said shooing him out the door.
"Okay, okay!" He laughed. He kissed her on the cheek and waved before taking to the air. 'He's so silly!' She thought. Closing the door behind her, she walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch.
"Boy, am I tired! This Saiyan baby takes a lot out of me," she huffed.
"Yes, especially since it's Gohan's baby," a voice called. Bra jumped up and looked over the couch to find her father standing in the doorway to the kitchen.
"Tousan! How did you get in here?!!?"
"You and that baka husband of yours don't pay attention to anything. I just sneaked in through the back door. We have to talk, daughter," he said sternly.
"Yes, I know."
"Bra, how could you marry someone you don't love?"
"I do love Goten, Papa!"
"But you're bonded to Gohan!"
"Hai, I am. How does that work anyway?"
"Can you hear him in your mind?"
"Yes, and he can hear me."
"Then you are bonded. The child you have growing in your belly is proof, too."
"This child could be Goten's!!"
"Do you hear Goten in your thoughts?"
"No." Vegeta just smirked at his daughter as she realized what he was getting at.
Back at the lab�
"I don't understand this!!!" Bulma was at the point of pulling her hair out. Along with amniotic fluid, the doctor had sent a sample of the baby's blood. They got a sample of that as well when they did the amniocentesis. Since the baby was half-Saiyan, the doctor didn't worry about complications that he would've worried about with that of a Human baby.
"This child can't possibly be Goten's!!! The DNA matches, but not like it should!!!! Maybe he gave me the wrong sample. But, it's his blood. I've matched it to the sample I took a long time ago. I don't understand!!!"
Suddenly the realization hit Bulma that maybe this child wasn't Goten's. "That's ridiculous! Of course this child's Goten's!! I bet this sample of the baby's blood is bad. I bet it has stayed out too long," she reasoned. She put the test results down and began to rub her temples trying to relieve some of the stress that had built up over the last hour. Putting her head down upon the table, her eyes caught the vial of blood Bra had brought. "Could she have brought this to me because . . ." She trailed off. She picked up the vial and studied it for a few minutes. "Well, there's only one way to find out," she stated before opening the vial again and extracting some blood.
Back at Bra's house . . .
"Did you sleep with Gohan?" Vegeta asked. He was afraid of what the answer may be and what the repercussions of such an answer.
"Yes, I did." Bra felt like crawling under the couch. Never did she think that she would have having this conversation with her father of all people. He never talked to her about sex; that was her mother's job. However, no one ever talked to her about love or about her Saiyan heritage. Vegeta never told his children about Saiyan rituals and their meanings. 'That info probably would have come in handy about a year ago,' she thought annoyed.
"Why? Saiyans are supposed to be with their life mate for life. Hence the word 'life' in that word," he barked.
"Maybe, Goten's not my life mate."
"Then why in Kami's name did you marry him?! If it was Gohan you wanted, why didn't you just marry him?!!" Vegeta knew that this had to be the Human in Bra. Saiyans didn't do such irrational things. He had wanted Bulma to be his mate, and he took her as his mate. He didn't beat around the bush about it. He may have acted like he didn't care about her sometimes, but he did love her with all his heart and wouldn't dream of looking at another.
"I do love Goten; I just love him in a different way," she said hanging her head down. She had really made a mess of everything. Could she really be pregnant with Gohan's baby? If she was, what was she going to do? Would Gohan want a part in the child's life? And if he did, how would they tell Goten? His life would come crashing down around him if he found out his wife had slept with his brother and conceived a child.
"Daughter, you and Gohan must prepare for the possibility of this child being his. I will not say a word about this anymore. You are a grown woman now, and I will not tell you how to conduct your life. This is a decision you must make on your own because it is you who will have to look at yourself in the mirror each day. Good-bye," he said before flying out the window.
"Gee what a way to lay on a guilt trip, Dad. Leave it to the Saiyan Prince to make his children feel about an inch tall," she sighed. "Daddy's right. I've gotta go see Gohan," she stated before grabbing her purse and heading out the door.
