Dragonball and Dragonball Z are copyrighted to Akira Toriyama.

A/N: I apologize for the lack of updates, but here is the newest chapter. This is one is kidna slow, but needed. Anyways, Happy belated Christmas and New Year.

Critical hours. They seem to be a problem for anyone who has to wait for results of their health. They also turn into problem when people wait for the finished results on their car or for signs of the weather clearing in snow storms which delay airplanes.

Of course, Bulma was not waiting for an airplane or for results on her own health. Rather, she sighed as she listened to Videl's heartbeat. The young woman's heart beat was steadily staying the same, but there did not seem to be any improvement on her condition. Maybe Videl could pull through like Krillin did with his own injuries.

"Come on…" she whispered, "you can pull through."

There was not any reply. Not like Bulma expected a reply to come from the sleeping woman on the bed. She set down in a chair and rubbed her eyes. She had been up half the night monitoring Videl and the entire house slept.

"Mom, are you still awake?" Trunks asked as he entered through the door. Bulma turned to the sound of her son's voice.

"Yes, I really did not get much work done last night," she explained. Trunks simply nodded. He did not need to ask his mom to explain why she did not get much work on this so called time machine and her little hand held device.

"Well, Master Roshi cooked breakfast for everyone today. So go eat and I'll watch Videl for a bit," he answered.

"Yuck, what did you put in this?" Oolong asked as Bulma walked into the kitchen. To the woman's shock, she saw everyone seated at the table besides Roshi. At first, she did not believe her eyes in a weird way. Everyone had a smile on their face – well almost – and seemed to be enjoying themselves. Her eyes quickly moved around the room to take in this sight. She did not want to see it end.

"Well if you think it is nasty, and then you cook next time," Roshi fumed back.

"No, Krillin can," Oolong muttered, "He cooks better than you."

"Hey!" Krillin shouted.

"We might have fried bacon, Oolong," Roshi answered back, completely ignoring Krillin's outburst.

Bulma smiled and glanced around the room as she took her eyes off of the arguing Puar floated right near Oolong and the small cat had a smile on her face. Oolong had a disgusted look, obviously taken on by Roshi's cooked breakfast.

Krillin set slightly hunched holding the young Pan in his lap. It appeared he was sitting slightly oddly to accommodate for his broken ribs and holding the toddler without causing much pain to his injuries. He had an extra plate near him, as he was helping feed the toddler.

At the sight of Pan, Bulma looked down. Videl had not made any signs of improvement within the last few hours. Brushing the depressing thoughts out of her head, she made her way to the table and set down. Krillin caught sight of Bulma and noticed the bags underneath her eyes. The woman had not had any amount of asleep in 30 hours.

"So, any luck on the machines, Bulma?" Krillin asked. He avoided the discussion of Videl for the moment.

"No…I tried working on both of them, but I could not finish one part because the lack of resources," Bulma answered.

Krillin raised an eyebrow, "Lack of resources?" Roshi sighed as he handed a cup of coffee towards Bulma and set down at the table, placing her food down.

"She means since Android 17 and 18 have destroyed so many places including factories, farms, and cities, there is a lack of resources to even build a simple machine at times. Many people have to ration themselves because the lack food and supplies," he explained.

"Wow. I guess I really did not think of that. I mean, when I was with the Androids, I knew people were living underground and hiding. I never really thought about the other problems…" Krillin answered. His tone clearly had a depressed tone to it and if anyone did not catch the tone, his face clearly wrote it out. "How are we going to destroy those things?"

"We send Trunks to the past, Krillin," Bulma answered after she took a sip of her coffee. A confused glance appeared back on the former monk's face.

"Say what?"

"The big machine we have been working on is a time machine. Everyone thinks I am crazy, but if it works…it could help change our time," Bulma explained.

Krillin nodded and was surprised to see Pan suddenly playing with his own food in his plate. He smiled slightly as Pan threw one of pieces of sausage at Oolong. The pig threw a dirty glance at the little girl.

"That sounds good in theory, but it may not work exactly like you have planned, Bulma," Roshi answered.

"I think it is a solid plan…for the most part," Bulma replied.

"I guess it is worth a try," Krillin stated. It was better than any ideas he had. His plan of finding any weaknesses in them did not turn out as good as he would have liked. The only thing he knew was they still had the human emotions, even if they were cyborgs.

The warrior knew in reality they were not an actual android, rather a cyborg. An android is just pure machine while a cyborg had organic and machine in them. He sighed slightly as he thought about that. Science was such a complicated subject for him. Why on Earth Dr. Gero choose to use science against Goku and his friends would never be fully answered to Krillin.

When he was five at the Orin Temple, he began his first lessons in mathematics, history, and literature. Science was not a big subject at the temple. He really did not understand to this day why the temple was that way. He was actually thankful right now he could leave all of the scientific aspects to Bulma and Trunks.

"So, what types of parts are needed to help finish the time machine?" Roshi asked.

"We just need some metals and different types of computer parts. This machine uses technology which is even more advanced than what we had before the Androids started their havoc," Bulma explained.

"That's it!" The former monk exclaimed.

"What's it?" Everyone else asked.

"He it?" Pan finally asked, the young toddler speaking for the first time. She was pointing at Oolong. This appeared to go unnoticed by the others, however.

"Seventeen and Eighteen were awoken in Dr. Gero's laboratory thirteen years ago. When Tien, Chaozu, and I arrived on the scene of the battle, Piccolo told us they came out the direction of the north. Tien and Chaozu at the time had been training near North City and they did not feel any unfamiliar ki from that direction at the time. Later on, when the Androids woke me up from some strange room…it was in the mountains and it was also cold. I did not even think about that being the place where Dr. Gero had his laboratory at the time. Most the place was in ruins from what I remember, but if we can use some of the technology that might still be working, it could help with the time machine," Krillin explained.

For a few minutes there was a long silence. In the time since Krillin had been back with everyone, he had not really mentioned much about the previous year of hell he went through.

Finally Bulma broke the silence, "It sounds simple in theory, Krillin. Though for starters, do you remember where the laboratory is? Secondly, only you could lead Trunks there to get any parts. You are barely able to move around the house without getting tired. You probably could not even fly there without running into some type of trouble."

Krillin frowned. Bulma had a great point. He did not really remember the location. At the time he was too busy wondering when he might get killed.

"Well, I am going to get some sleep for a few hours…" Bulma got up from the table and walked into the direction of her bedroom.

BAM!

Krillin, Puar, and Roshi turned towards the sound of a fork hitting something. To their shock, Pan had thrown her fork at Oolong. Laughter ensured for a few more minutes until Krillin finally got up from the table and held Pan in his arms.

"She is definitely Goku's granddaughter," he teased. The toddler started to squirm and she lightly bounced against his ribs. A small yelp escaped his lips and he resisted the urge to drop Pan and hug his sides. Roshi was quick to notice and grabbed the toddler, as Krillin felt very thankful.

"Go on Krillin, go rest for a while as well," Roshi told him.

"That does seem like a good idea, but I have to agree with Mom," Trunks stated. Evening had settled in and Bulma had gotten a good amount of asleep.

Although, Trunks and Krillin were in the room with Videl as they watched the woman. Videl's signs did not show any sign of improvement. It seemed within the last two hours, her condition was getting worse. Though Bulma knew Videl was getting worse, there was not much she really could do. The older woman was now currently watching Pan in the other room.

"I guess you are right…" Krillin started and then noticed a familiar ki starting to lower. A quick glance at Trunks let him know he was feeling the same thing.

Videl's ki was starting to fade rapidly…

A/N: Eh, a slight cliffhanger. Anyways, thanks for reading and if you would like, please review.