(Note: It is advisable to read Part 1 "Families and Families" and Part 2 "Death of a Mother" before starting the third part!)




Son-Goten stood at the door of the letters and waited. Who he didn't know himself, but he just waited. He probably hoped Bra would get out. But this seemed rather unlikely. Son-Goten took heart and knocked.




KNOCK! KNOCK!




The door opened and a totally tearful Bra looked him in the face.


"What do you want?", She asked and tried to give her voice a slightly annoyed tone, but she couldn't. Son-Goten blushed (as always when he saw Bra) and stuttered something out.


"Well, I ... well ... you know, actually I wanted to ... I just wanted to ask if you might need someone to comfort you?" It finally came and he looked at the floor with a small innocent smile. Bra looked left and right, then pulled him in and closed the door.As soon as Son-Goten was in the house, Bra let himself fall into his arms. He sat down with her on the bed and tried to comfort her as best he could.


"I should have taken better care of Mum, then this would never have happened!" She sobbed, clutching Goten convulsively.


"You are not to blame! You couldn't have prevented it, no matter how!", He tried to calm her down.


“But I could have tried!” Son-Goten lifted Bra’s head a little. Bra looked him in the eye. The two were about to kiss when Trunks burst in. He only looked briefly at the two who had separated from each other again, then went up the stairs to his room and slammed the door. Son-Goten mumbled something to Bra, whereupon she nodded. He also went up the stairs and carefully opened the door.


“Trunks? Ouch!” Son-Goten got a pillow in the face.


"Leave me alone!" He got a snotty answer from his buddy.

"What's wrong with you? Well after all that ... but you could also take care of your sister a bit!" On a rather angry look from Trunks, Son-Goten closed the door and went downstairs. How could Trunks have said that his father was a murderer? What if he couldn't even think about it himself without pain? And if he was having such a hard time telling his buddy, who actually had nothing to do with it, how was he supposed to teach his sister? Trunks got up and rummaged in a closet until he found his mother's notes that she had given him back then. > There is a lot in there that will be of great importance to you later on. I hope they will help you one day! <2: That's exactly what she told me fifteen years ago. Trunks thought, sat down on his bed and flipped through the pile. Until he came across an interesting piece of paper. > Probably an entry from my mother in the diary, but how did it get here?



Monday May 28th 762


I could blow up! Vegeta has barely been here for just three days, and I would love to go to the slaps! Grumbles about everything, but doesn't do anything at all! And then he still comes with his Saiyan gibberish! That he is the best, the strongest and the greatest! May i laugh I think I regret taking him in. Would have been better to let him go his own way!




Trunks put the note back and then found a few more entries.




Saturday 15th June 762


Today came a really great surprise: Freezer had returned! With his father and crew! Since Goku wasn't there, we all thought that our last hour had struck. Fortunately, however, someone showed up who simply slashed Freezer and his father. Without problems! That someone was a pretty handsome young man.He also wore a jacket with our company logo on it. But he didn't work for us, or at least he said. And then came Goku, then when it was all over! Typical! The stranger young man talked to him in private. Must have been something important. In any case, he must have said something that had shocked Goku. What was that? At the end, when the boy had disappeared again, Son-Goku also started to retreat and said to me: "Bring a healthy baby!" He must be completely crazy! Who should I be pregnant from? About Yamcha? Definitely not!!! Well, then we want to fight Vegeta again!




Wednesday 08 August 765


I'm back to 180! Vegeta could take care of his son! He goes to work out and I have to take care of trunks all the time! Not that I don't like doing that, on the contrary, but I can't do the job all by myself! Vegeta will probably never get to know anything like consideration and helpfulness!Another 100 years could pass! He hasn't picked up his son once since Trunks was born. Though I hate to whine, I think I made a huge mistake with Vegeta! A really huge ...




Trunks stopped reading. He had always thought of Vegeta as a caring father, but if it was really true that he hadn't looked after him once, then his belief had been too naive and actually just an illusion. His mother had never really told him much about Vegeta when he asked about it. She'd only talked about it and put everything on the good side. Probably his father had done a lot of bad things back then that Bulma couldn't tell him.


Trunks put the note on the bed and quietly walked out of his room. Bra was still crying and Goten comforted her as best he could. Trunks got out of the house unnoticed and walked down the streets of the western capital.Suddenly he stopped. Wasn't someone screaming? That was Melanie's voice. He ran around a street corner into an alley and found Melanie crouched on the ground. She held her hands protectively over her head. A man stood in front of her. He didn't have a gun or anything in his hands, but he still had to be pretty strong if she was so scared. Melanie saw Trunks and shifted a little to the side. The man pulled her up and gave her a couple of juicy slaps. He noticed someone was standing behind him and turned around. Trunks took up fighting stance, attacked him and got him in the middle of the chin. The guy fell backwards to the ground and was passed out. Trunks hurried to Melanie, who tried to straighten up.


“Are you all right?” He looked at her worriedly. She nodded.


"I think so ..." she sniffed and wiped the tears from her eyes. Trunks noticed the gash on her forehead.


"Hold still for a moment, please!"He carefully felt the wound. Melanie winced.


"It has to be sewn. Can you get up?"


“I have to, somehow.” She tried to straighten up, but slumped back down again. Trunks crouched down and picked her up.


"You're still pretty dizzy. I'll take you to the hospital, okay?" Melanie nodded again. She snuggled up against him and shortly afterwards even fell asleep.




"Ouch! Ouch! Take care! Ouch! Could it be a little gentler? Ouch!" Melanie fidgeted back and forth. At least five doctors and nurses stood around her and tried to hold her down. One of them sewed the wound on her forehead.


"You can't be more brutal, can you?"




Trunks, who was waiting outside Melanie's treatment room, winced when he heard her scream. After another thirty minutes, the doctors came out and looked quite strange. A rather disheveled ward doctor approached Trunks.

"Your daughter is doing pretty well. But I would like to leave her here one more night for observation. She has a slight concussion." His beeper beeped.


"Oh, I'm sorry! An emergency, I have to go again! Goodbye!" The doctor disappeared with his "team" and left Trunks behind. > My daughter. If they only knew ...

"You just lie there now. They give you a sleeping pill and you wake up five minutes later." Melanie turned her head away, offended.


"So what? I can't help it that it was so weak." Trunks sighed.


"Nobody says that either. But something else: Who was this man before?Did you know him "She lay down again and turned her back on Trunks.


"Melanie, if you know anything, please tell me! Maybe I can help you !?"


"I don't think so.", She mumbled and pulled the covers over her head. Trunks walked around the bed and pulled it away from her. He sat on the edge of the bed and Melanie immediately fell into his arms.


“Did you know him?” She nodded.


"He ... he was my father!" She sniffed.


"He wanted to take me back home. I asked where mom was, he laughed and said that she was killed in a traffic accident! My mom! Allegedly ... allegedly, she should have crashed into another car on purpose! But why ... "Why did she do that? Why?" Melanie's tears ran down her face. Trunks hugged her.


Suddenly the door flew open and Juicey rushed in.


"Trunks! A nurse called me and told me what ..." She stopped when she saw Melanie, who was clutching Trunks convulsively.Juicey went to him and whispered something in his ear. Trunks nodded, told Melanie that he would be back soon and went out with his wife.


"Good, let's get started then." He looked at her expectantly.


"Well, the youth welfare office called earlier. They must have somehow got wind of the fact that we have Melanie with us. In any case, they demand that we bring her back to her father by tomorrow afternoon at the latest or they will do it for us. I believe we will stay nothing else, right? "Trunks shook his head.


"They can forget that."


"How so?"


"Melanie won't get anywhere else than with us! After all, this alleged father beat her up."


"What? In the middle of the street, in broad daylight?"


"Yes. And there is something else: your mother died." Juicey put her