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Bulma clutched both sides of the bed, screamed out in pain and pushed with all of her might.
She had been in labor for over 15 hours. She was extremely exhausted. Capsule Corp's emergency rooms had become her own personal maternity ward with an adjoined nursery.
Tears streamed from her eyes. The pain was unbearable and she couldn't take it anymore. Her pregnancy had extended for more than nine months. She knew she wouldn't be able to take it anymore but she wanted to try one more time, she wanted to prove that she wasn't some weakling. She was a strong woman who was a genius and she was going to birth this baby even if it was the last thing she did.
But where was he?
She was sure that he would be back for this. He abruptly left in the night over four months ago, when her pain became so severe that she couldn't walk. He didn't even say goodbye. She thought he changed but she was foolish. Those signs of affection and compassion were lost memories.
"Push, baby, push!," Bunny encouraged while rubbing her daughter's back.
Bulma closed her eyes, thought of all she had bravely stood up to in her life and gave one final push.
It took all of the energy she had.
The crying of a baby filled the room. "He has a tail!" The doctor surprisingly yelled as he cut the umbilical cord and picked the newborn up.
"I do hope you remember the non disclosure statement you signed Dr. Evans," said .
Dr. Evans calmly nodded and handed the newborn to a nurse who took him to the adjoined nursery.
Bulma took her last breath. The sound of the electronic monitor displaying a flat line penetrated the ears of everyone in the room.
Before the Briefs could respond they were rushed out.
Mr. and Mrs. Briefs didn't know they got here but they weren't ready to lose their one and only daughter.
In front of the maternity ward, Bunny collapsed in the arms of Dr. Briefs, "We can't lose Bulma, we just can't!"
"You won't," came a familiar voice, a voice that hadn't been heard in the past four months, the voice of Vegeta.
"Do what you have to do to save my daughter!" Dr Briefs exclaimed.
Bulma's ki was faint but it was still there as distant as it was and that gave him a glimmer of hope. He attempted to maintain composure as he walked into the maternity ward. His heart almost dropped. She looked so much weaker than she looked when he left her over four months ago. He almost regretted it but he knew it had to be done. He couldn't bare to watch her suffer without doing something drastic that he would have later regretted.
Dr. Evans left the room. Vegeta looked down at the mother of his child and wiped her sweaty hair out of her face. He put his hand over her heart and transmitted some of his energy to her. His aim was to increase her ki immediately, if he didn't it would completely disappear and she would be gone.
He waited.
He didn't know how he got in this situation but he was relieved when he felt her ki gradually increase. She opened her eyes. The flat line disappeared and the electronic monitor resumed its normal sound. He sighed with relief.
She squinted her eyes and stared at him for one minute, "You're back?"
"Save your energy." He softly said before walking out.
He turned to the Briefs who were silently crying for their daughter. "She needs to reserve her energy, no lab, no work."
"Thank You!" Bunny exclaimed before embracing Vegeta.
"Will you stay?" Dr. Briefs asked.
He didn't respond instead he detached Bunny and merely walked into the nursery.
Vegeta examined the newborn and cringed. His lavender hair was something he definitely inherited from his mother. This brat almost killed Bulma, something he knew would happen. She foolishly thought she was as strong as Kakarott's wife but that harpy was a fighter and Bulma was not. He knew it would take all of her energy. He came back right in time. He didn't want to think about what would've happened if he arrived even a day late.
Bulma's ki was stable; he figured she would be in the ward for at least a week. Her parents would take care of the baby in the interim. His work here was done. He would continue his training on Earth so he could monitor his family's progress. He had ascended in space but he knew there was room for growth, he could get even stronger.
Over the next week, Bulma drifted in and out of sleep. Had he really visited her or was she dreaming? She couldn't remember and her parents wouldn't tell her. She was able to leave the maternity ward, seven days after Trunks was born. She was still in recovery, no lab, no work. She spent most of her time with baby Trunks who she believed was a spitting image of his father, minus his hair of course.
She didn't know how she got in this situation but she was happy that she had survived.
She now realized how complicated having a sayain child truly was. She promised herself that she would not birth another one. One was enough. She valued her life. She was done. She didn't know what was going on with her and Vegeta so she was sure this would be their only child and she was fine with that.
Bulma breastfeed Trunks while she watched television. She couldn't find anything interesting so she decided to settle on the news. Recently the news reported about her newborn child and his nameless father, she was curious to see if they would report anything of substance today. A blonde woman was reporting the seven day forecast when she was abruptly interrupted.
A newscaster appeared on the screen. He was reporting from Amembo Island. The background was completely chaotic. Screams could be heard, buildings were destroyed, and flames were everywhere. The newscaster was clearly panicking, "Amembo Island is now under attack, I repeat, Amembo Island is now under attack, everyone stay inside, military forces are on their way!"
Bulma's heart stopped.
This was bad. She looked up and was surprised to see Vegeta with his arms crossed in his usual stance. He wore his sayain battle gear. How long had he been there? She was dumfounded and she didn't know how to react. Should she kiss him, hug him, or slap him for leaving her in the middle of the night? None of it seemed appropriate, she looked in his eyes. He was completely serious and focused like a sayain ready for battle.
She didn't know how they got here but for the first time in the past three years she was petrified.
Vegeta finally broke the silence, "The androids have arrived."
A/N: Idk where I'm going with this but this is the product of me typing away! Sooo should I continue? Should I end it here? I don't know how I'll do with fighting scenes but…. Please review and PM with advice, suggestions, and comments Review, Review, Review! I feel good about this story and I hope you all do too! :). I might have to change the description again right?