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Zardon stared into
Vegeta�s black eyes, fear turning his insides to mush as he wondered how
quickly Vegeta would kill him.
Across the room Eighteen rolled onto her back and coughed, a few flecks of
red blood splattering her cheeks, she moaned and tried to get up but couldn�t
do more then raise her head to stare at Vegeta.
�Vegeta�get rid of him�he
was going to hurt�us�� She flopped bonelessly back to
the floor and was quiet.
Bulma moved in front of
Trunks and ran to Eighteens side, her concern for her friend taking the
forefront in her mind.
Vegeta jerked Zardon to
his feet and rammed his other first into his face, producing a satisfying wet
crunching sound. Zardon screamed and pulled away, his nose a bloody pulp, his
lips split and bleeding. Vegeta allowed Zardon to drop to his knees, then with
a small grunt his kicked Zardon under the chin and sent him flying into the opposite
wall, Zardon crumpled to the floor, leaving a bloody trail down the wall.
Vegeta took a step in the
direction of Zardon when a small lavender coloured blur sped past, picked
Zardon up and threw him face first into the floor before ramming an elbow into
his back with enough force to snap his spinal cord.
Zardon made a gurgling
sound, his one good arm flopping uselessly as he tried to batter away a very
angry Trunks who stood with his arms crossed and a snarl on his face staring
down at his mothers attacker.
Vegeta stared at the small
boy who could be no other then his son. They boy had his mothers looks, but a
small lavender tail was wrapped securely around his waist and quite obviously
had the strength of his father.
As Trunks kicked Zardon�s
head, snapping it around and breaking his neck Vegeta felt a swell of pride.
That was his son.
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Bulma helped Eighteen into
a sitting position, her blonde friend opened her eyes, one of which was blood
red form a popped vessel, �Shhhh, it�s going to be alright.�
�Hey, I�m alright.�
Eighteen shrugged of Bulma�s hand, �I�m just a little sore,� She managed to sit
up on her own and coughed blood again, �Man�I think he did a number on my
ribs�� She coughed again, this time with no blood, �At leat he didn�t break any
of my teeth.�
Bulma turned to face her
mate and her son, who were staring at each other over the still twitching body
of Zardon,
�Hi.� Trunks looked up at
Vegeta, �I�m Trunks Briefs, who are you?�
�I�m Prince Vegeta.�
�Vegeta?� The boys eyes grew as round as saucers, �Are you my�daddy?�
Vegeta tried to speak but
couldn�t seem to get the words out; finally he nodded wordlessly, turning to
face Bulma who was climbing to her feet.
�Vegeta�� She looked into
his cobalt back eyes and felt as if she were going to burst. Seven long years
she had fretted and worried about wether or not he still loved her, wether he
would be pleased that she�d had his child.
Vegeta looked at Bulma
with a strange look on his face, then, with out warning he strode forwards and
grabbed her pulling her into a tight hug.
�God I missed you�I missed
you so much.� Bulma mumbled into his neck,
Vegeta held her tighter,
�I thought you�d be dead��
Trunks watched as the
short man held his mother as if she were the most precious thing in the world,
he could hardly believe that he�d finally met his father, the man his mother
had talked for hours about when he was a little kid.
And his father has arrived
like a prince, his power shimmering around him as he�d grabbed the wrist of
that bad man Zardon and had started to beat him up�but Trunks had known it was
really his duty to look after his mother and he�d had to cut in and finish the
job.
Somehow he didn�t think
his dad had minded all that much.
In fact he�d looked kind
of proud.
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Bulma pulled back enough to
kiss Vegeta, revelling in the feeling she felt inside when she was in his arms;
love.
Somebody cleared their
throat and Bulma pulled away, for the first time noticing Jay who stood in the
doorway with a tall, slim black haired woman who could only be�
�Chichi!� Bulma pulled out of Vegeta�s embrace and rushed to
her, hugging her warmly before she turned to face her brother.
Jay.
�Hey
Bulma.� He nervously shifted his
weight, not certain of Bulma�s reaction.
�Hey
Jay.� Bulma bit her lip and then
stepped forward giving his a quick hug, �Eighteen said that you had been
searching for me for all the time I was gone.�
�I was�I couldn�t forgive
myself for what I�d done to you.�
�You almost got me killed
back on planet Cold.�
�I know.� Jay looked
sorrowfully down at the ground, �I�m sorry. I know it�s taken me seven years to
find you and tell you this; but I�m sorry for everything I did to you.�
Bulma felt Vegeta step up
beside her, she felt Trunks standing by her legs, his
small hand reached up and took her hand as he stared at the tall imposing man
who was his uncle.
�It�s ok Jay�I forgave you
a long time ago.� Bulma smiled a small smile as Jay�s face broke into a look of
relief.
�I hate to break up your
little get together party but we should be moving, someone is bound to notify
the authorities that their was a fight in here sooner
or later, and I don�t want to be around when those authorities turn up.� Chichi
stepped forward and tugged on Jay�s arm, �Goku�s waiting downstairs�let�s go.�
�Goku?� Bulma smiled as she remember the happy go lucky
young man Goku had been when she had last seen him, she stared at Chichi and
grinned when she saw the bite mark on her neck.
No doubt those two had bonded, Bulma had never seen a more perfect pair.
�She�s right.� Vegeta took
charge again, �Jay pick up Eighteen and carry her,
we�ll get down to the lobby, pick up Goku and head across to a different
motel.�
�You could come back to my
suit.� Bulma spoke up quietly, �You�re the last people Cooler would be
expecting me to bring home.�
�She�s right.� Jay stood
up, Eighteen in his arms, �Besides which I doubt that
scaly monstrosity even knows what the hell we look like any more.�
Vegeta considered this,
then nodded, �Yes, we�ll go back to your suit�as long as your
positive we can get through the security.�
Bulma laughed a humourless
laugh, �Haven�t you heard? I�m the princess here, there nothing I can order
those damn guards to do.� She looked at Vegeta again, �Besides the guards like
me more then Cooler, why I bet I could even get you a
personal audience with him.�
Trunks looked confused,
why would his father want to see Cooler?
An evil, grinch like grin
stole across Vegeta�s features, �An audience with Cooler?� He made a fist and
ginned down at Bulma, �Why I believe that�s just what I�d like�I�d give him the
shock of his life.�