Author's Note: Still in Goku's POV...

When I arrived at the hospital, I immediately went to the reception area and mentioned Bulla's name. The nurse led me to the Emergency Room but I was told to wait outside for the doctors since patient relatives aren't allowed to go inside. I sat on one of the plastic chairs nearby and buried my face in my hands, silently praying for Bulla and our unborn child.

"Mr. Son?" A voice called me and I looked up to see a police officer standing beside me.

"Yes. Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked.

"I am Officer Takashi. I am a member of the police team called in to respond to the accident which involved your wife. I just came to inform you that the suspects whom the witnesses said were shooting at Mrs. Son which caused her accident are now under police custody. Their car also crashed a few meters away from the accident site but they sustained only minor injuries. They had been taken to another hospital to receive treatment before they were brought to the headquarters. If you would like to see them, you may wish to do so. They have a lot of charges to face since we found out that their firearms are also unlicensed." The police officer told me.

"Can you tell me their names? I want to know the names of these people you are talking about." I said in response.

"To tell you the truth sir, we do not know if what they provided us with are their real names, since they couldn't give us a last name. But the names they had given during interrogation were Chichi and Yamcha. And they both seem drunk." The officer replied.

I clenched my fist when I confirmed my suspicions. Just as I thought. It was them who caused Bulla to have an accident because they wanted to get back at her for ruining their plans.

They wanted her dead.

I felt my anger slowly rising as I thought of what they did.

"Again, if you wish to see them, you may do so. We will also anticipate if you will be pressing additional charges against them since they caused Mrs. Son's accident." The officer said.

"Thank you. I'll think about that when my.. when my wife wakes up." I answered as I swallowed a lump in my throat.

I was left alone once more to wait for updates regarding Bulla's condition when Officer Takashi left to go back to their headquarters. I could not stop thinking of the fact that Chichi and Yamcha plotted to kill me before and now, they want Bulla dead. If I could see them right now, I don't know what I could do. Of course I would never hurt Chichi physically, but I don't know what I could say to her after finding out the truth about her. As for Yamcha... Maybe it's really better if I don't see them right now, at this moment.

Because I might reach a new level of Super Saiyan if I do.

And I might become a monster.

I heard the Emergency Room door open and a young lady doctor came out. She looked at me worriedly and I realized that she must be the one whom I spoke with before I went here.

"Mr. Son..." she started.

"Yes, and please call me Goku. H-How's Bulla... how's my wife? A-and my child.. my baby... Are they all right now?" I asked urgently, my heartbeat accelerating as I waited for her answer.

She sighed before answering. "I'm sorry sir, but your wife has lost a lot of blood and she needs to undergo transfusion right now, but upon contacting the blood bank, we found out that they had no stock of blood with the same type as your wife's. If she can be transfused with blood right now, it might save her as well as the baby's life, but it needs to be done right now."

I felt my heart cringe. The bloodbank cannot provide blood for my wife, and if the transfusion is not done immediately, I might lose her... and our child.

I swallowed hard before I spoke. "Then... I will give her my blood. If it will save her and our child.. I will give her mine." I said.

"Sir, if you are sure then I will have you tested right now to see if your blood type matches hers. We must hurry and waste no time because two lives are at stake." Doctor Hinageshi told me.

I thought about needles and my fear of them. I feared needles and shots all my life, but this time, I decided to do my best to put those fears aside. If this is the only way to save both my wife and unborn child, then I will do it for their sake.

"I am sure. You may have me tested now." I answered in a determined voice.

"All right sir, please follow me."

She led me inside the emergency room and ordered one of the nurses on duty to determine my blood type at once. When I saw the small needle that the nurse will use to prick my finger, I almost freaked out right there and then, but then I thought of Bulla, and I soon forgot that fear.

"Sir, you have the same blood type as your wife's. I will inform Doctor Hinageshi now so they can begin the transfusion." The nurse told me.

I felt a sigh of relief mixed with anxiety upon hearing her words. If I have the same blood type as Bulla, then she can undergo the transfusion right away. But it would also mean that I would be pricked with the big needle they use to draw blood. I had seen one before, when Capsule Corp held one of their annual blood donations. Bulma had asked me and Vegeta to sit on the reception and give out forms to those who wanted to donate blood.

"Sir, this way please." I heard Doctor Hinageshi's voice, prompting me to stand up and follow her. She made me lie down a stretcher and I saw the materials needed for the transfusion, all prepared. I caught sight of the big needle that will go through my skin and I thought of backing out at once as I felt cold beads of sweat forming on my forehead, but as I turned towards my right side, I saw her.

I saw Bulla, hooked to an oxygen mask, fighting for her and our baby's life. Her skin was so pale, an indication that she indeed lost a lot of blood.

I tried to reach out for her hand as the doctors prepared to draw my blood.

And I stuck to my decision. If this will let them live... then so be it.

I held her hand and closed my eyes tightly as I felt the needle piercing through my skin. Moments later, I felt more relaxed, and I was able to look at my blood being drawn out from me going straight to a blood bag. Soon, drowsiness started to take over me, probably because of the anxiety I felt mixed with the fact that a rather large amount of blood had been drawn from me.

I barely heard the doctors' voices as sleep finally took over me.