*Bulma's POV*
It's the dead of the night. I can't see my hand in front of my face, but I could still hear Vegeta mutter in his sleep, wake with a start and then get up to either pace up and down or check on Topple. After the fifth time he returned to the room I finally had enough "Vegeta! Seriously, chill! If his condition changes there'll be an alarm!" My voice is thick and slurred from exhaustion; I can't sleep with him like this.
"I'm not worried! I've been… I was thirsty." He grumbles sitting at the edge of the bed (I felt the mattress give way) in the quietest whisper her breathes "Sorry". I got the feeling I want supposed to hear that. Hesitantly I crawl up beside him, placing my hand in his, he doesn't pull away, he's even more upset than I thought. "You're feeling guilty." I whisper.
"Don't be ridiculous woman!" he snaps.
I knew I was right. I chuckled "What's eating you Vegeta?"
He groans and rubs his forehead "I remember Ja-ihn. She must have been five or six years old... The greatest success in the genetics department since saiba men." He stops abruptly and exhales slowly "Go to sleep woman." He orders softly, gently pushing me to my side of the bed. I'm not giving up so easily, waiting until he's settled around me I ask innocently "Sooo… What was she like back then?"
"I need to train tomorrow." He grumbles trying to sound angry.
"Vegeta I want to know-" I'm cut short by an urgent beeping from my nightstand. It's not the alarm clock. "Observatory!" I almost bark at my nervous wreck of a husband as he sprints toward the door. "It's a different alarm!" After all these crazy aliens coming and trying to kill us I've set up satellites to scan for alien ships.
Am I genius or what?... I check Ja-ihn's pod for cloaking tec. I can't believe she snuck up on us!
I can see Vegeta's eyes flash in the dark. If anything he's even more worried. I hurry into a robe, earning an irritated snarl form my prince. Ignoring him I rush down the hall, or at least I try until Vegeta gets impatient and half carries half drags me to the observatory. "Thanks for the lift!" I mutter at him, he scoffs. Kami, he can be so annoying!
I type some commands into the computers. Vegeta hovers over my shoulder "Do you mind!"
"Not at all," he says absently, then point at the screen "There."
Two pods. They flew right up the solar system, swept the place then left.
"Why?" I ask, confused.
"Scouts…. They want to get there prize back." he growls.
He's all the way to the door before I can call out "What are you doing!"
He glares at me "They needs to leave."
"We can't just hand her over!" How could he even think such a thing!
"Not hand her over, woman." He spits angrily "She needs to leave before they get her and that boy! I don't see why I should fight a horde of Freiza's minions for a that!"
I hold his gaze evenly "So you're just going to throw those two out, in the dead of the night? The boy is almost dead already! With nothing! No warning?"
"Of course not, I'll help her pack." His voice is icy. I get it, he doesn't think its our problem. But I know how to get him to help. Oh I how twist that poor man. "So basically your too scared!"
All the color vanishes from his face, an artery in pumping in his temple. Uh-oh.
"Woman. I am not afraid." He's voice is calm but his eyes are enraged.
"Prove it then! Don't throw them out . Ifanybody shows - if- then I'm sure the most powerful saiyan in the universe can give a poor helpless girl shelter?" I purr the last sentence.
His face returns to his normal frown. I've got him hook line and sinker.
"Fine!" he retorts.
"…and lets not mention it to Ja-ihn."
"What?" he hisses taking g a threatening step towards me.
"She'll feel like a burden and leave in the dead of the night. I get the feeling she's a bit shy."
"And that would be bad?" the prince asks genuinely confused.
"YES! THAT WOULD BE BAD!"I yell at him. He is so thick!
He glowers at me for a few seconds. Then our staring match is interrupted by a second beeping.
"Topple's conscious!" I gasp. By all rights, he should be out cold for at least another day!
"Hmpf. I'm sure Ja-ihn is already cooing over the brat " Vegeta grumbles and stalks out of the room. I turn off the computers then walk toward the recovery room. Just before I enter a strong hand closes on my shoulder. I almost shriek, but then Vegeta's familiar scent washes over me. I'm about to tell him what I think of his constant sneaking around but he holds a finger to my mouth. He speaks so softly I mostly lip read his words. "The boy's awake. Leave them."
Something in his voice makes me nod… if anything happens Ja-ihn will make sure we all know.
Something occurs to me "Where were you when I went to Topple? Did I pass you in the hall?"
"I was checking on Trunks again." He mumbles half asleep already, wrapping me into his arms.
He was checking on Trunks?
Did I miss something?
