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Bulma groaned as she slowly gained consciousness. She didn't even try to move because she knew it was going to hurt. She opened her eyes and looked around a little. Her armor was still intact; of course it was, she had designed it, but her shirt had been torn right where her armor didn't cover it. She groaned again as she realized what had happened. It wasn't much, but she remembered that she had been with Vegeta and Tarble, arguing one minute, and the next they were being ambushed. She knew that meant they were still under attack. Weren't they the ones who were supposed to have the element of surprise on their side? Nothing was going their way. She tried to recall exactly what had happened as she tried to figure out exactly where she was. The ground wasn't comfortable and she was hurting all over. From where she was hurt she figured out her arm was broken, her leg was scratched up pretty good, her back was killing her and she was sure she had a few broken ribs. That was one downside of the armor. If you hit it at just the right angle you'd hurt yourself on it. She looked up and there was smoke in the air, something had been blown up and she wasn't sure if it was their fault or their enemies.

She closed her eyes a moment more trying to figure out what she was going to do, in the middle of her thoughts she heard a voice from her mate

'Bulma!'

His voice sounded almost frantic as he called out to her. He wasn't that far from her, but she couldn't focus her energy long enough to find him and she completely forgot to respond to him. She tried to move her arm and yelped out in pain, she gritted her teeth and very slowly attempted to sit up. She was a warrior and wasn't going to let a broken arm and a few broken ribs stop her from her mission. Her energy levels had been shot when they were first ambushed because she had used most of it to defend the slower guards who didn't realize what was happening. She cradled her right arm close to her and sat up. Her head hurt and she could barely hear what was going on around her. She could hear the fire and the distant sound of fighting. Whatever had happened was still going on and she was just sitting there out of the action.

'Bulma! Bulma, where are you?!' it was Vegeta again. He sounded closer than the last time, but she knew that the trees would cause too much interference for him to find her. Her head hurt too much to send a reply back, her energy was a lot lower than she'd like it to have been. She gathered enough energy with her left hand to send a yellow and blue signal into the sky. It was their distress sign. Everyone else would just think it was another battle going on, but Vegeta would see it and find her.

She knew he would.

That little message with her energy took a lot out of her. She groaned lightly and whimpered when she accidentally moved her arm. She needed some healing pills and her arm to be set back into place. The forested area around her served as good cover in case an enemy was wandering around, and even though she suspected no one to be around here she was grateful for the cover just as well. She knew her arm couldn't wait another moment or it was going to get immensely worse. So she ripped off the piece of her shirt near the bottom underneath her armor and stuffed it into her mouth. She bit it hoping it would muffle her scream well enough. She used her left hand and carefully found where the break was and knew that one flick of her wrist was all it was going to take to set it back into place. She bit into her shirt and moved quickly knowing the slower she did it the more pain she'd feel. Her shirt did little to soften her scream of pain and she felt the tears run down her cheeks as she doubled over in pain. She knew what broken bones felt like and what it was like to have to set them herself. She'd done it many times as a child, but none of those breaks were as bad as this one, and it hurt.

A lot.

"A..Ah…" she was trembling and very slowly tried to move her arm, but it wasn't going to happen without more pain so she decided against it. She took a few deep, shaky breaths before doing anything else. Using the piece of her shirt she made a make shift sling to be sure her arm stayed close to her body.

"D-Damn…" her left hand clenched and unclenched as she tried to work through the pain.

A choked noise came out of her throat and she was sure that she was sobbing by now; it didn't even matter to her if anyone saw because she was in pain, and dammit she needed to cry a little. She could feel her body shivering and trembling from the shock of setting the bone so quickly after it had been broken. She could hear someone coming after a moment of sobbing and used her legs to push herself up into a fighting stance. She was still trembling and had to bite her tongue hard to keep some of her tears at bay, but she wasn't about to die here or get captured.
The queen of all Saiyans lit her good hand up with Ki and felt the energy rise around her. She hadn't gone super saiyan in a while, but this seemed like a perfect opportunity if these were enemies. She was angry at herself for letting this happen to her and she was angry at whoever did it. Her energy wasn't the bright blue it usually was; it was more dark and angry. She looked down right frightening. She would wait until she could see them. Her arm jostled around a little and she let out a sort of strangled sounding groan of pain. The built up energy and static was slowly seeping back into her body. She simply couldn't do it in her condition and prepared for the worst as the trees nearest to her rustled. Tears were blurring her eyes again, and as she saw one of her royal guards come out of the trees she felt a little bit relieved.

"King Vegeta! I've found her!" the soldier yelled into the distance.

"Queen Bulma! My lady, are you alright?" he came quickly to her side, saw the sling and could guess from the way she was trembling that she was not alright. Before he could offer to help her he was pushed aside

"Move!" Vegeta ordered as he quickly made his way to his mate's side.

"V-Vegeta…" she was still trembling and couldn't seem to stand up straight. She stumbled towards him and almost tripped. His strong arms were there, like always, to catch her and steady her.

"You had me worried woman… why didn't you answer me?" he whispered into her ear, so very grateful they had found her and that she wasn't more hurt than she already was. He was right there to hold her up, but the guard who found her tried to step up and help anyway. Vegeta just growled at him and glared causing the guard to stand down with a fearful look in his eyes.

He should have known better. Vegeta knew that Bulma was hurt and he was going into that super over protective mate mode again. Whenever she was hurt Vegeta let very few people near her. It was usually just himself, their children and Goku. This was one of the characteristics that told people how strong they were as bonded mates. His over protectiveness was a huge sign that they were much closer than the average mates, that and the fact that they were both super Saiyans. Vegeta carefully looked over Bulma making sure nothing else was wrong with her and he realized she had been crying. He growled lightly as he picked her up and looked at the guards around him.

"That army may have retreated for now, but they'll be back. Make sure they don't get through to our ship. Kakarot!" he all but yelled at the younger Saiyan in his communicator. He was being very gentle with Bulma as he walked a ways to a clearing so he could fly with her. She whimpered and did her best to stay quiet as she buried her face into Vegeta's chest.

"Vegeta! Did you find Bulma? Is she alright? Are you alright?"

"Yes I found her…her arm is broken as well as a few of her ribs. I'm flying her back to the ship so I can do something about it. Where's Tarble?"

"I'm here with Goku, Vegeta…" came his quick response.

"Tarble I'm choosing to trust you right now, but I swear if you do one thing wrong I'll turn into a super Saiyan, punch a hole through your stomach, and let you bleed out, so listen closely. Kakarot is going to lead the forces to scout out where the rest of this army is. You were here before all of us and know the terrain. Go with Kakarot and help him lead the army to where they need to go. We need to defeat them quickly. I have a bad feeling about this and we need to get home as soon as possible. Kakarot you're in charge until Bulma and I are back in the field, understand?"

"Yes sir!" Goku and Tarble said at almost the same time and Vegeta nodded.

"Keep me updated and I'll let you know when Bulma's back to normal. Stupid bastards are going to wish they had never messed with us. I swear I'm going to kill every last one and then blow this whole damn place to bits," he hung up on his first in command and quickly flew to his ship, Bulma securely in his arms.

She whimpered lightly again and he cursed under his breath

"We'll be there soon Bulma, I know it hurt, but it won't in a minute, you need to stay awake woman. Do you understand? Stay with me," he could feel her consciousness fading and he wasn't about to let her go into shock.

"Start talking, woman. Keep yourself awake, you're not allowed to go to sleep yet," he said as he flew quicker to get to the ship

"What h-happened back t-there..." she asked trying to get her mind off the pain and keep herself awake

"We had just barely landed, and we had sent out three scouts to make sure we were unnoticed and they all ended up wounded as they ran back to tell us that this army was waiting for us and we probably weren't going to be able to get out of this fight," Vegeta landed outside their ship and hurried inside to the medical area. His anger was towards not only himself for letting them get caught in a trap, but for whoever was leading their new enemy. He was going to find him and kill him.

Painfully slow and torturously

"How did I end up so far away and with all these injuries?" she asked and then groaned in pain as he put her down rather quickly on the cot.

"You're rather easy to spot with your blue hair and high power levels. They knew who they were looking for right away and you were the easiest target. You fought a little while, and you fought them all away, but there were two soldiers you didn't see coming and they knocked you out. One dragged you for a while to where you woke up…but he was killed after he came back and I nicely asked him where he'd taken you and refused to answer me," Vegeta said nonchalantly quickly filled a healing tank with the healing liquids and grabbed a few of the healing pills out of the medicine compartment.

Bulma scoffed lightly and shook her head

"Yeah that sound like you," she took her arm out of the sling and opened and closed her fist a few times, making sure there wasn't any nerve damage. She cursed in pain a few times as Vegeta finished a few things.

"Here," he said and gave her the pills. He watched her take them with some difficulty, then helped her to her feet when they had started to kick in a little more.

"I hate these things," she frowned and tried to back away from the tank. She was standing in a defensive way. The last time she had been in one she had to watch helplessly as her favorite scientist was tortured in front of her. That had been when she was thirteen, and she knew she wasn't being rational about the whole thing. Some things just haunt you and she didn't want something like that happening again.

"We don't have time for you to be stubborn and spiteful towards something that's going to make you feel better," Vegeta snapped at her impatiently. He took her left hand and pulled her to him a moment. He kissed her and felt her instantly relax against him, giving him the opportunity to walk them backwards and he swiftly picked her up and set her down into the tank. He broke the kiss with a slight smirk, but the worry he had been feeling earlier was still plain in his eyes.

"Sneaky bastard…" Bulma said slightly out of breath as she was strapped into the tank and a mask put over her mouth and nose. She felt the anxiety rise in her chest and she met Vegeta's eyes.

"Just relax and let it heal you alright? We need to be out there fighting again as soon as we possibly can," he closed the door to the healing tank and filled it all the way up. He kept a hand on the front of the tank, and she put hers in the same place on the inside of the glass. He put his forehead against it as well and let out a breath of relief. His mate was safe and the adrenaline he had been feeling when he couldn't find her was running lower than before. He was so happy she was safe, but at the same time he was angry as hell at the bastards who had hurt her. He felt a growl threaten to leave his throat and he shook lightly in anger. The King of all Saiyans wasn't about to let these fucking idiots get the best of them.

He was going to kill them all.

And then maybe he'd feel better about not being able to protect his mate properly. He had been too busy fighting to realize she was gone. When she went unconscious he felt it in the back of his mind, and he was sure he would be able to get to her in time; however he was wrong. When he went to where he had last seen her fight she was gone. He couldn't ignore the fight before him and swore he'd find her as soon as their fighters were all ready and didn't need him on the front line anymore. He had been so worried he didn't even think of keeping anyone alive so he could question them. He killed the front liners quickly so he could go find Bulma, which he did with the help of almost all his guards.

'Vegeta…we need to destroy this entire planet… We shouldn't have come here,' she rested her forehead against the glass where his was on the opposite side.

'Don't worry, my love, we will. And then we'll go home and see our family. Trunks and Veala and your parents,' he replied looking into her eyes.

She nodded slightly, but there was still worry in her eyes. She could feel something was wrong and she knew he could feel it, too. She just hoped they weren't too late. Something big was happening and if she was right then they needed to get out of there very quickly.

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Amy wasn't sure how long she had been in the little room all bound up and powerless. She knew that it hadn't been a full day yet, but she also knew it felt like she'd been there for an eternity.

It was just like her dreams, and if she was right, then in a minute someone would come in the room and demand she tell them what she knew about the Prince and Princess. And then she'd be in pain. That's what made her scared. There was no Trunks to save her this time. He had been captured as well and she knew he wasn't going to be escaping anytime soon. And even if he did he had no clue where to find her. No place to start. Her power levels would have been a dead giveaway which was why, her very smart capturer took that option out of the picture.

Amy shifted and tried, unsuccessfully, to get more comfortable. She let out a sigh and waited in those last few moments of peace for her inevitable pain. She felt helpless. Her next sigh was depressingly hopeless.

She let her thoughts run to Trunks and how he said that he'd always protect her. She smiled lightly at the thought. She knew he'd tried his hardest and, even though he had in the end failed, he made sure she had taken minimal damage. She knew he had taken quite a few blasts for her and she almost felt guilty. She wasn't a weak Saiyan. She might not have been the biggest or strongest, but she could fight just as well as most of the men.

She cursed under her breath and silently wished that she could go back in time and stop this from happening. They had been ambushed and had all fallen to the giant army that had landed just after their morning training. She and Veala had been laughing about something embarrassing Trunks had done and that's when she saw the ship and yelled it out to Trunks, who told everyone to prepare themselves. Goten had basically panicked and ran to get to Veala. She and Trunks had fought so hard to hold the armies back, but they had proven to be too strong for them. She saw Trunks' grandparents fighting too, but their grandmother had been hit in the back of her head and Amy wasn't sure she was going to get back up. She didn't want to think about people dying, but that's just how things happened.

Thinking back on it, the hit to their grandmother's head was hard enough to smash it in. Amy shuddered and closed her eyes; she let a tear run down her cheek. How many more people would die? How many more times would she have to watch someone fall, not to get up?

"Hm, so this is the Prince's girl-toy is it?" A dark voice from the other side of the room made its way into Amy's ears. It was the same voice that she had heard in her dreams. A shudder of fear went up her spine, and then came back down it, but she tried to be brave.

"W-Who are you? W-what do you want?" her voice cracked and she was trembling far more than before. She knew that she shouldn't be scared. This fear, it was a weakness….but she couldn't help it. She was terrified.

She was a scientist. A bookworm. Not an average fight-loving, blood-lusting Saiyan. So when it came to war and people getting hurt, she knew her feelings would get the best of her every time.

The dark figure walked towards her with a chuckle and ran a hand across her cheek, smirking evilly as he felt her tremble in fear. He could smell how fearful she was and it caused him to laugh even more

"My name is Yamcha. I'm here to take over the planet, but you could probably figure that much out on your own, I hear you're very bright," he ran a hand down her cheek to her neck and down to her collarbone.

"Want to tell me what you know about the Prince and Princess of Vegeta-sai?" he grinned at her like she was his best friend and he had just asked her to tell him the answers to a training question.

She glared at him slightly and said with venom in her voice

"Bite me,"

He just laughed and moved his hand a little lower to her chest. He could feel her heartbeat accelerating.

"I might just…"

Amy could hear and see the underlying plan in his voice and in his eyes. He wasn't going to make this enjoyable.

She was still shaking slightly and she flinched away from his touch and his words.

"J-Just leave me alone…you have all the royals captured, the planet's practically yours! Just go away!" she arched away from him as much as she could and clamped her eyes shut, she couldn't hide her fear. She just wanted him to leave her the hell alone.

Yamcha Jr. laughed and shook his head

"You sure have a set of lungs on you! And a smart mouth, too. Maybe we should see how loud you can scream…"

Amy watched as he took a step forward and sucked in a breath. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the pain. But when she opened her eyes he was gone and she was left alone in the big, dark and cold room. She was grateful he was gone, but at the same time she hated being alone. She wished Trunks was there to make it all better. She wished she was back in her bedroom with that purple haired goofball, while he played with her hair and told her the stupidest jokes. She wished they didn't have to deal with this. She let the tears fall freely.

She was a Saiyan. She wasn't supposed to be like this, but she was. She let her weaknesses show more than she would have liked. She hated that she was stuck in this dark room all alone, and that she didn't know when she'd be let go or what was going to happen. The uncertainty was enough to crush her nerves of steel down to almost nothing.

Letting out a sigh Amy settled back into her not so comfortable position. She searched through her mind to find something she could hold onto. It came in the form of a purple haired Prince and she smiled a little. She'd get out of there. And then she'd find Trunks and they'd get out of this together.

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Goten didn't want to wake Veala up, but they needed to get their plan down. Besides that, he knew they needed to contact her parents and she would kill him if he did it by himself. Either that or her father would kill him for being in the same room as his sleeping daughter, planet under attack or not, Vegeta would still kill him.

Trying to wake up the Saiyan Princess was no easy task. Goten tried kissing her awake, but all that did was cause her to hit him in the face in her sleep. He tried to shake her awake, but all that did was get him elbowed in the ribs and the wind knocked out of him. He growled lightly and picked her up gently.

"Veala if you don't get up I'm going to tell Trunks that you stole Amy's invention just so that she'd get mad at him right before the party we had the night your parents left,"

Veala's eyes opened slowly and Goten gulped at the frightful promise of pain very apparent in her eyes.

"I'll kill you," she said, her voice making it known that she was dead serious.

"Well that got you up, come on we have to call your parents," he said casually and set her down. He was trying to hide his fear, because when she knew you were afraid that's when she struck the hardest.

Veala growled at him lightly, but it was much less scary then she wanted it to be, because a yawn interrupted her growl making her look strangely adorable instead of frightening.

Goten chuckled lightly and sat down at the communications station of the base.

Veala took the liberty of sitting on his lap right after he started the call to her parents.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked after she sat down

"Do you want me to die? If your dad finds out we're together like this, it doesn't matter that the planet's about to be taken over completely I'm doing to be dead far before I can see it saved!" Goten attempted to move her, but she kissed him and all the plans for her to move stopped in his head. She pulled away and smirked

"Oh calm down, we're in the middle of a war. He's not going to do anything to you, because we need you. And this is pay back for threatening me earlier," she said simply, making herself comfortable on his lap

"Veala," Goten almost whined at her, making her smirk again, "Now's not the time for jokes and payback you know, this is serious," he said to her, a frown gracing his face.

"I know that, which is why we're calling my parents. If it wasn't serious I wouldn't have even considered it. Now hush up and let me do the talking," her voice was serious and determined and he knew better than to argue. They waited another moment before someone actually answered their call.

"Veala! What the fuck!" her father basically screamed as their image came up on the monitor.

"Why are you sitting on his lap?! Move this instant! You are in so much trouble! And you!" Goten flinched slightly and tried to hide behind his girl.

"You're dead when I get back do you hear me?!" Vegeta screamed at them for another ten seconds before Bulma smacked him lightly on the head to stop him in his rant.

"Vegeta, shut up," she said with a roll of her eyes

"Thank you mother," Veala said and shook her head slightly

"…Veala what's going on? You're calling from the base that no one knows about and you look pretty beaten up. Plus you wouldn't call unless it was an emergency…what's happening?" her mother was observant as always and Veala let out sigh.

Veala was silent for a minute, and then when her thoughts were straight she went into full soldier report mode.

"The palace was ambushed earlier today, just after training so not quite noon. We fought them off as well as we could but…there were too many for us to beat. Goten got me to safety and we've been hiding out here ever since. I got hurt, but I'm alright. I don't know what they were mom…they were fast and strong and even with just a few of them they got the better of us," Veala glared slightly at the keyboard in front of her. She hated to admit it, but they needed help.

Bulma cursed and Vegeta glared at the screen

"It has to be the same guys that we're fighting here. Do they have black cloaks? And they clink when they move around?" Vegeta asked his daughter who turned to look at Goten.

"Yes sir, although only a handful wore the cloaks. Some were in regular armor," Goten spoke up immediately when Veala looked at him.

"Bastards… they knew we were coming. Veala, where's your brother?" Vegeta asked rather angrily

"T-Trunks…" she felt the tears come to her eyes and she looked down, not wanting her parents to see her cry. Her lip trembled and she tried to clear her voice before answering. She choked back the tears and said, her voice trembling

"He didn't make it out of there, they captured him, I-I can still sense his energy and our bond is still up which means he's still alive…but I don't know for how much longer," her voice cracked twice as she spoke and she cleared her throat again before looking back up at her parents.

"We need a plan. And we can't wait for you all to get back here. We, Goten and I, are going to scout out the area around the palace. We'll see if we can find out what's going on, and see if anyone else escaped so we can gain some firepower. I know it'll take you at least two days to get back here. Our planet won't last that long unless we do something about it," she looked at her parents and they could both see her eyes were dark and colder than usual.

"Veala you're not going to do anything stupid and get yourself killed do you hear me? If any signs of danger come up then you get out of there, unharmed and alive!" Bulma's glare threatened her to argue and Veala held her tongue for that moment.

"Goten, you make sure she stays safe. If anything happens to her it's on your head," Bulma said looking to him with her icy stare instead.

"I will give my life for her if I need to; I'll keep her safe my lady. I promise," Goten tightened his hold around her and nodded to his Queen.

"Veala you know what you're doing. Use those brains you have and save your brother…and our planet. We'll hurry up here and try to be back as soon as we can to help. Don't give up. Stay safe…" Vegeta didn't say anything else as his daughter nodded.

"We'll try and report to you again if something big happens. But I don't know if we'll get the opportunity again," Goten said somberly

"We'll save Trunks and get the planet back mom, dad," Veala said in a determined and fierce voice. "We'll stay safe, and no one else is going to get hurt," she said looking down.

"Veala," Bulma said and waited until she looked up

"We have faith in you and love you. Now go kick some ass and make them sorry they ever messed with the Saiyan race. No not just the Saiyan race...make those sorry bastards pay for messing with our family, make them wish they'd never existed," Bulma's words were laced in venom and anger. Vegeta simply nodded his agreement.

"Don't worry mom, they'll cease to exist soon enough," Veala replied

"We have to go, the frontlines need us," Vegeta looked at the monitor and made eye contact with his daughter

"Make me proud," he said and the screen went blank.

Veala looked at Goten who nodded. They both got up and put on their armor, neither was speaking much but that was alright. They needed to get their heads straight before they could start this plan. Veala sat down and mapped out exactly where they were going.

"Goten…we need to find out exactly what's going on inside the palace. I know they said not to do anything stupid, but…" her voice trailed off and Goten simply smirked slightly. He knew that tone in her voice well. He leaned against the doorway that led into the control room casually and looked into her eyes.

"What's the plan?" he asked with a grin.