This is my first fanfic. I really love the Dragonballs Series. My husband got me into it and now I'm obsessed. We even plan on cosplaying as Bulma and Vegeta in the near future. We are such nerds. Anywho...I would love to get some feed back on my story and to see what people think of my writing.

Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form own any of DB, DBZ, or DBGT. I am purely using the characters in my own imagination to create a story to fill in some of the gaps for the series.

"Mom!" Trunks screamed as he ran into the house. He was covered in sweat and still in his super saiyan form. "MOM! HELP!"

Bulma ran down the stairs wrapping her robe around herself with a worried look. "What Trunks? What happened? And why are you still in your super state?

"Sorry mom" Trunks said and let himself decrease his power. He looked at his mother and just about screamed "The GR collapsed on DAD! He was showing me one of his moves and one of the robots came out and absorbed it. It then said 'powering up' and spat the attack back at us. He caught the attack with his hands but the robot kept forcing him more. He yelled at me to get out and the moment I turned around the whole thing collapsed. I heard him scream to go get you before all the rubble fell on him. I pulled him out but he is lying unconscious on the ground outside. I thought I should come get you first!"

Bulma looked petrified. She had made a new model of the robots that Vegeta would train with because she was sick of him bitching about how horrible her machines were. So she took two weeks off from her work and locked herself in her personal lab making these contraptions. It just so happened that their anniversary was a week after she finished the robots so she hid her machines from Vegeta and presented them for his gift. But of course when Vegeta had asked what she was up to for two weeks, barely coming out to see him or her son, she had lied to him and said she was working on a surprise for Trunks. Overhearing their conversation one night when he was sneaking around the house, Trunks thought he was getting a gift and so Bulma had to come up with a new machine for Trunks to play with. Of course now her new present has half killed her husband, and all she wanted to do was to stop him from complaining.

Turning to Trunks with watery eyes, "Go get my first aid capsule and grab one of my lab coats as well please. Then meet me outside by your father."

"Okay mom" and he was off to her lab to get the supplies.

Bulma ran out to towards the GR and saw the huge destruction everywhere. "Oh my…" She then laid her eyes on the badly beaten up Vegeta. He was slowly moving his wrist in circles as he laid still.

"Hurry up woman, I know you are standing there all teary eyed, and that's not going to help me. I think that my right arm is broken." He said as he started to lift his body up with his left arm.

"You really should just lay there until Trunks gets here with my first aid kit" She mentioned as she walked over to him and bending down to look at his arm. She lifted her right hand she placed it on his arm and could feel that his humerious was broken. She could feel where the bone was completely in two and was almost right next to each other. This caused his upper muscles to constrict greatly due to the bones no longer holding them taut. His upper arm was so wide looking due to the break and when Bulma took her other hand to try to pull the muscles out just a little bit Vegeta growled loudly.

"I thought you said you were going to wait for our son to get back before doing anything?"

"Well since you didn't listen to me and are sitting up I figured you were a big enough boy for me to start going over your injuries, and your arm looks atrocious right now. I had to see if it was broken, and there is no mistake on that."

"Woman I could have told you that it was broken, I know because I can't move anything in that arm. Besides I already stated that I thought it was broken."

"Yes well thinking and knowing are two different things, Vegeta. And by me inspecting your arm, I am telling you that I know it is broken."

"And that is what your jaw is going to be if you keep sassing me like that."

Trunks came flying through the air towards him mother and father with the supplies in his hand. He slowed up a little when he heard them swearing at each other but decided that it was better to deliever the supplies before going into hiding for a while. Landing on the ground in front of his parents, he held out his hands, "Here mom".

"Thank you Trunks" Bulma stated as she walked up to him to grab the items and kissing him on the forehead.

"Really mom, did you have to do that? It's so embarrassing!"

"I'll do whatever I want to you, you are my son. Now you go inside and let your grandfather know that we will be bringing your father into the infirmary shortly."

"I am not going into that stupid room. Damnit Bulma every time I get a little hurt you rush me to that fucking room, I am not going there!"

Totally ignoring her cranky beat up husband, Bulma pushed the capsule button and a whole array of medical supplies laid out on the table before her. She started digging through a briefcase looking for a specific utensil. Once she grabbed the syringe she needed, she turned to Trunks and said more firmly, "Go tell your grandfather that we'll be there soon. Please hurry." Because I only have enough sedative to keep him out for about 25 minutes. She thought silently to herself.

"Damn you woman! I said I am not going to that stu…" Vegeta stated before he passed out. Bulma removed the long syringe from the back of his shoulder and she slowly lowered him back to the ground. "You stubborn man" she said as she shook her head and quickly getting to work.

The capsule was meant just for Vegeta, with a sedative , robots to help lift him and a floating med bed to transport him. She also had the regular medical supplies as well. Everything from simple surgical supplies to the high-tech machines, each kept inside another capsule unless needed. She even had a bag of sensu beans but she didn't want to use them on Vegeta just yet.

She took care of his leg that was bleeding at a steady rate. She took the alcohol and poured it over the wound. Thank god it wasn't that deep of a cut….but it looks like there's a piece of metal in there. She moved quickly because she was already down about five minutes from waiting for the robots to put him on the bed. She took a small clamp to keep the skin pulled away from the scrap and then used a pair of tweezers to pull it out. He squirmed a little in his slumber but then he settled back down. More blood poured out of the wound and Bulma had to hurry to get some gauge on it so it would slow down. She poured some more alcohol over it and quickly stitched him up. Checking to make sure that there weren't any other serious problems besides his right arm, she set the directions on the bed and it went hovering towards the infirmary.

Sighing as it floated away with his again unconscious husband. She started to clean up the supplies that were bloody and unusually again. She started to walk inside when she felt a horrible pain in her stomach that caused her to throw up. Maybe all of this stress caused me to throw up. I'm sure I'm fine, I need to get inside to take care of Vegeta. Ignoring her body she walked into the house and straight to the infirmary.

After about an hour, Dr. Briefs had put Vegeta's arm back in order with a few new additions. There was now a screw going through his bone to hold it together until it healed correctly. While he was in surgery they gave him a very strong dosage of sleeping gas to keep him knocked out while in surgery. Everything had gone smoothly and Vegeta was given a little bit of a sedative and pain reliever just so his body could easy out of his unconscious state.

Bulma had sent Trunks over to Chi Chi's so he could hang out with Goten for the rest of the day. Bulma had gotten everything cleaned up and was looking over some of her work she was missing out on doing today due to her stupid ass invention she just had to make for Vegeta. Every few minutes she would get up and walk over to Vegeta, she couldn't help it though. Every time he would hurt himself enough to land him in here, she would think back to when she found out he was dead. She just feared that would happen again. But times were calm now and there shouldn't be a reason for him to die. That is if she doesn't create something that's going to kill him.

She got up from her chair and walked over to him for the umpteenth time and sat down on the side of the bed. She felt so tired which wasn't normal for her. She was usually good with very little sleep all week long and on the weekends they would all sleep in, but she felt so weak and tired. Probably from all this commotion this morning. They did way me up an hour early due to this disaster. Maybe I'll just lay down next to him and take a nap. Right as she went to move his left arm out of the way so she could lay down, Vegeta jerked his arm from her hands.

"Damn you! What did you do?" He said while he looked at his arm that was in a sling.

"We had to put a screw in your arm to hold the bone together until it heals. We only have it in a little so we can remove the screw later because I know you wouldn't want that in you forever."

All Vegeta did was grunt and then sat up to start taking his IV out. "So can I still use my arm as normal? Because I don't intend on using it any less than usual."

Bulma yawned, "Well you shouldn't use it for a couple days. Even when you take one of the sensu beans, it doesn't mean your bone is just going to be whole instantly. Maybe we can just relax for the rest of today. I sent Trunks over to play with Goten and mom and dad are leaving for the day, even though some of their plans were ruined from having to take care of you."

"Hm. I guess that would be fine. What time is it?" He asked when as he stood up and grabbed one of the sensu beans that were sitting on the table next to his bed.

"It's about 11am…urgh. I really don't feel well Vegeta." She said as she laid down where Vegeta was.

"Well what do you want me to do about it? I'm no good at taking care of you, why don't you have your mother take care of you?"

"I already told you that they are going to be gone for the day. Why can't you ever listen to me? And forget about me I'll take care of myself. I was just saying I didn't feel well." She said as she got off the bed and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Sighing, Vegeta heard her footsteps ascend the stairs and go into their bedroom, also slamming that door. He decided to let her cool down a bit before he went to go make himself feel better with her. He was angry that his training would now have to come to an end for a while and not because of his arm, but because he knew it was take a while for the GR to be fixed. Oh well, maybe I can get some other exercise in while. Vegeta thought as he walked through the house with a smirk on his face.

After going to the kitchen and getting himself several plates of the food that Mrs. Briefs had left for the family to eat, he went up to his bedroom to find Bulma. She must not be feeling well, I haven't heard her mouth in a while. He quietly opened the door and looked in at the bed, but she wasn't there. He had felt her move out of their room and he didn't hear the shower going. She must be taking one of those stupid baths. He walked into the bathroom and to his surprise she was not in the tub but sitting on the floor with her head on the toilet sleeping.

"What the hell are you doing woman?" But Bulma didn't move. He approached her and lifted her head up off the toilet. She was dead asleep so he lifted her up and placed her in bed and covered her up. He stood there and looked at her for a few minutes before returning to the restroom to flush the toilet. She probably ate something bad to make her sick like this. Hm…whatever. He left their room through the window and sat under his tree for some meditation. Damn this life, everything is so boring. Now I can't even work out and the people who can fix it our either gone or sick. Fuck.

Several hours later, Bulma woke up and jumped out of bed. It was just after 3pm and she was slightly confused as to where she was. She looked around and realized she was in bed. The last thing she remembered was throwing up in the toilet. I must have fallen to sleep at the toilet and he must have moved me to bed. Strange though, I do feel better now. Must have been something I ate. Guess I better go find him and see how he is doing. She pulled on a small orange tank and white shorts before leaving her room, and then checked to make sure her hair wasn't all static. Happy with her appreance she walk down the hall and towards the kitchen. As she turned around the corner she ran into Vegeta.

"Oh hello hun, I'm sorry I thought you'd be outside." She said as she put her hands on his chest. "I just wanted to apologize about everything that happened today."

Vegeta just looked at her, slightly in confusion. "Why would you apologize? I've blow that piece of crap up plenty of times before and I'll probably do a thousand more times because you can never build it strong enough. Which when are you going to get back to fixing it? I'd really like to get back to my own area again. I'm bored out of my mind right now."

"Well wasn't it my robot that caused everything to go haywire? You do realize I built that robot so it would absorb and make your attack stronger? I did that so you would stop saying my inventions were crap. Obviously I was wrong wasn't I? I guess I need to make sure the building you are in is strong enough to handle the increase that I created." She pouted that he still didn't appreciate what she did. I've been with him for so long and he still treats me like I'm stupid.

"I like what you did with the robot," Vegeta started as he looked away from Bulma so she would not see the look in his eyes, "Just get to work on the other and I will not have to bother you about it anymore."

Bulma pulled away from her husband, still feeling down. Obviously he liked the new robot but it just still wasn't good enough and he couldn't even look her in the eyes to show her the thank you that was there. She looked down and started to walk away but before she got too far she felt a tug on her arm. Vegeta was holding her wrist very lightly in his hand. "Woman, I didn't say that I was done with you did I?"

She turned and looked at him with surprise. She knew what that look meant but she wasn't going to play into him that easily. "First of all, say my name! Damnit Vegeta why do you still call my woman? Secondly, I'm not just going to feed into your wants because you don't have anything else to do today."

Squeezing her wrist a little harder, he pulled her towards him. "I like to get you worked up like that, it turns me on, Bulma" He whispered in her ear and she shivered some. "And you said we were going to spend the rest of the day together. Besides how did you want me to thank you for the new upgrade on the robot?"