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The infants purple locks sent Vegeta reeling.

He suddenly was transported to a place that looked similar to a medbay. His minds eye showed from his point of view that he was sitting on the ground, the woman with blue locks sitting up against him in his lap. She was gripping his hands and gave one final scream of anguish and then collapsed against his chest. His attention was then brought to a shrill cry of an infant that was being cleaned off by a medic. An infant with purple hair… he felt a swell of pride and joy as it was bundled and handed to his mother.

The prince shook the fuzzy vision out of his head as he glared at the infant. He could tell the child did not like being in the grips of Evella. He wiggled and whimpered as if trying to get out of her grasp. He then moved his glare to his 'mate'. She was frozen with fear as she watched Evella's every move. A small pang of anger tugged at his brain.

"D-don't hurt him." Bulma choked out. Her skin crawled at the thought of her mother doing any harm to her newborn son. She glanced at Vegeta and saw that he too didn't seem to like her holding Trunks.

Evella looked up from the child at her daughter and let out a slight chuckle. "Now why would I want to do that?"

Bulma's lip curled, baring her teeth. "What have you done with ChiChi, my son's caretaker? And the King and Queen and the Princess?" She took one step forward, gaining confidence as her anger grew.

"One thing at a time, child. First thing, your two bodyguards there," She motioned to Kakarot and Radditz with one free hand. "will be joining everyone else down in lockup." On queue, four very burly looking soldiers of the Empire surrounded the two brothers. "It would be who've you to go with them, boys."

Kakarot looked at Bulma with a 'what do you want us to do?' look.

Bulma nodded at him, silently telling him to go. She knew very well the two of them could have easily taken the four brutes, but she wasn't sure what Evella had planned, and if they were to engage she didn't want Trunk harmed in the midst of battle.

Radditz and Kakarot followed the soldiers out of the throne room, Kakarot giving her one last look of worry and anger as they exited, leaving Bulma all by herself.

She all the sudden realized that she had her weapon still on her person. The bracelets were tucked away her back pocket, but the thin metal strip was still on the back of her head. She just needed to get the bracelets on and somehow make contact with Vegeta…

"Now now, daughter," Evella said clucking her tongue, snapping her out of her thoughts. "we'll have non of that. Your father would get the same look on his face when he was concocting something in that genius brain of his. Whatever you have up your sleeve, I'd dump it, try any funny business, and people will start dying." The wicked smile Bulma wanted so much to punch off of her face was spread across her mouth.

"Can't we kill her now?" Odessa asked in a whiney voice as she caressed Vegeta's shoulder and arm.

"Not yet." Evella said thoughtfully. "Vegeta and I feel she is too valuable to get rid of at the moment." She looked back at her daughter. "But know this, daughter, I was serious when I said not to try any funny business." She looked down at Trunks and coo'd "We wouldn't want anyone to get hurt, now would we? No we don't." She looked up again. "Odessa, why don't you show my daughter to her new living quarters."

Both Odessa and Bulma gave out "Ugh!"

"Now now girls, behave." Evella said as she turned on her heel and started walking out of the side door of the throne room and stopped before she exited. "Vegeta, I do believe we have a meeting with your father."

Vegeta still staring at the bundle in her arms stood up and followed obediently. His face still twisted in deep thought as he followed Evella out the door.

Odessa walked down the four steps from her perch and walked up to Bulma and gave her a smirk of triumph and then motioned for her to follow.

She followed behind her as they made their way through the labyrinth of the palace until they go to what Vegeta called 'the hole'. They were met by a pink alien, obviously a soldier of the Empire. He was particularly ugly, with matching pink spikes upon his head and his body looked to be bloated from eating too much salty food.

"Dodoria, lock her up in a separate cell than the others. She's crafty." She then turned to Bulma and looked at her up and down giving her a sneer. "I told you, you were no good for him. Rumor has it, he had to marry you because you got yourself knocked up on purpose."

Bulma let out a curt laugh. In a way, she was half right. She gave Odessa a confident and Vegeta like smirk.

"Are you so blind with jealousy that you think he still wants you, he hates you! And as for our son, Trunks was conceived from love and passion. Something that YOU will never get out of Vegeta."

Odessa's smug smirk melted away as Bulma spoke her words and her cheeks burned crimson.

"Watch your words bitch. We wouldn't want anything to happen to that purple haired bastard." Her smug look was back on her face as she watched Bulma's face pale. She motioned for Dadoria to take her away.

The pink alien grabbed her shoulder and started taking her down to her cell. Bulma turned around quickly to face the blond. "I will kill you if you touch one hair on my son's head. And you can guarantee this, whore: You will die by my hands." She turned around again, Dodoria pushed her down the hallway. As she was being pushed by the alien she shouted. "THAT'S A PROMISE ODESSA!"

Odessa rolled her eyes and made her way out of the dungeon area. On the outside she seemed unfaltered by Bulma's words. But on the inside, the threat rung in her ears and made her shiver inwardly.

As she was walked down the cellblock, she saw that they were filled to the brim with palace workers. No royal guards, no royal family.

"Bulma!" ChiChi ran to the barred wall of her cell and stuck her hand out. Bulma ran up and took her hand, she looked back and saw that Dodoria was pre occupied giving orders to a soldier who was slacking off.

"What happened?"

ChiChi closed her eyes and shook her head. "The King and Queen found out that Vegeta was coming here to take over the planet. They were already vacationing at their other palace on the other side of the planet, they sent for me to bring Trunks and meet them there. But by the time I got their message, it was too late." She took in a ragged breath. "They didn't do anything to them did they?"

Bulma shook her head. "No, he's fine."

ChiChi nodded. "They brought Kakarot and Radditz in. They are in the other cell… Bulma, I don't want to give birth in a cell."

"Shhh, it's ok. Don't worry, I'll take care of this." She was roughly thrown backwards into the stone wall behind her. She landed with a "oomph" and then was roughly placed back onto her feet. "Shut your traps, no talking to the others, whore." Dodoria then dragged her to a cell that was secluded from the others at the end of the cellblock. He threw her in and slammed the bared door shut and didn't give her a second glance as he walked away from her cell.

She sat down against the opposite wall of the bared wall that confined her. The two cells were unoccupied that were on each side of her. But she could see the cell's that held ChiChi and the other palace workers in it, including Radditz and Kakarot in the cell across from ChiChi's.

She reached into her back pocket and took her bracelet's out and put them on her wrists and cinched them up, making sure they were secure. She clenched her fists a few times and stared out into the hallway of her prison. Watching… waiting.

*&%^%$

Vegeta leaned up against the large polished wooden table in his father's study, his arms crossed and looking quite bored as he listened to the King on the vidcomm.

"I don't give two shits what you want you crazy bitch! You are high off of your blonde ass if you think you can take over MY PLANET!" The King roared at the older blonde who was standing in front of the large screen.

"Oh dear, we've resorted to name calling." She wagged her finger at the screen. "Now, I will give you twenty four hours to surrender peacefully. Once that time is up, your son will find you… and well, I think you know the rest. Dear King, if you do grow a brain in the next few hours, please know that we will spare your life along with your wife and your daughter. You should be proud, my dear sir, your son will be the ruler of the entire universe! Think about it." She switched the vidcomm off before the King could reply.

Vegeta left the room. Evella was annoying him to no end, he had decided that he was going to get rid of her soon. The mere fact that a woman was calling the shots was not going to last long with him.

He made his way into his room, where Evella had his son put while she and Vegeta talked with his father.

The child was asleep. Vegeta looked down and ran a finger over the boys unique hair. He had overheard Odessa telling Evella to get rid of the child, that he didn't need a distraction of the treacherous whelp. Anger had risen at the thought of his son being disposed of, even though being a father was not one of his priorities at the time, he did not want to see any ill will come of the little one.

He then heard her tell Odessa that the child would come in handy, and to be patient. Odessa then told Evella that she would not allow any other child of Vegeta's to live, unless it was her own.

Vegeta snorted at that comment. The woman was beautiful, and was quite a spit fire in the sack that he can remember, but if she thought he would reproduce with her, she had another thing coming.

Jumbled visions were starting to bubble to the surface as memories, he was assuming, of his son's birth was starting to pull at his brain. His chopped up thoughts went to another of the blue haired woman.

They were in some sort of supply closet, he had her pinned up against a shelf, her legs locked around his waist. They were both panting feverishly, and her head was resting in the crook of his neck. "I love you." She whispered so quietly that if it weren't for his keen sense of hearing he wouldn't have heard it.

He lifted her chin up with his fingers, her big blue eyes were wide as she looked into his black depths. "What did you say?" he asked gruffly.

"I love you."

The way she looked at him took his breath away. She had told him that she loved him many times before… he loved her too, but to say it out loud made him down right edgy.

He bent down and pressed his forehead onto hers. 'I love you too.' He pushed the thought into her mind through their bond making her smile brightly at him… It was the first time he had told her that he loved her.

"Vegeta, you in here?"

He shot up and twirled around. Odessa was standing with her back against the door, looking at him suggestively. She pushed herself off the door and sauntered over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She went in for a kiss but was interrupted by a child's cry. She jerked back, as did Vegeta.

"Ugh! Who put THAT in HERE!" She wrinkled her nose and pointed disgustingly at the baby.

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her but remained silent and watchd Odessa walked up to the basinet and peered down at baby Trunks.

"You know, Veggie, we should just put him out of his misery now." She turned and walked up to Vegeta, shoving her huge breasts at him. "You know, put him down."

As if snapping to, Vegeta shook his head and then shoved her away from him. "The boy is not a pet to be put down. You will not touch him." He gave her one more glare, making sure she wouldn't try anything and left his room.

Trunks let out a happy gurgle, making Odessa sneered. "Don't worry you little shit. I'll be taking care of you soon enough. Both you and your wretched mother." She crossed her arms and lifted her nose up in the air at him and left the room as well.

*&^%$

Bulma had nodded off. Her knees were pulled up, her arms crossed and hung over her knees as her head rested on top of them.

"Woman?"

She felt a sharp jab at her side making her jerk upright onto her feet and into a fighting stance. She blinked a few times taking in her surroundings. She was still in her cell… and Vegeta was standing in front of her, a look of anger on his face.

She relaxed and let her arms fall to her sides and furrowed her brows at him. "What do you want?" She rubbed her left palm as her scar started to itch uncontrollably.

Vegeta absently scratched his scar as well. He didn't say anything, he just stood there and stared at her, but as he did so, his face turned dark as his anger and confusion grew.

Her look softened and she reached out to touch his face, not thinking of her weapon that was attached to her at the moment, but hoping that the gentle touch of his mate would calm him down.

He jerked away from her touch giving her a warning growl. Bulma quickly retracted her hand.

"You haunt my thoughts and dreams!" He bellowed at her. "It's annoying!" He was itching violently at his palm that it started to bleed.

She reached up again to grasp his face but let out a yelp of surprise as he pushed her against the stone wall, gripping her at her elbows rendering helpless. The more she struggled, the tighter he gripped her, she whimpered and that earned her a feral growl from him.

"Vegeta, please… stop this. Come back to me… I love you." She blinked at him, as tears started to leak from her eyes.

He lowered his head, so they were face to face, their noses barely touching.

"You infect my mind… your presence makes my skin crawl." He ground out.

"Vegeta please…" she sobbed. "Please, snap out of it! You're my husband, my mate… my bonded lo-"

"ENOUGH! He roared into her face making her flinch. "I don't want you! I never wanted you! You are nothing but a burden, nothing but a distraction!"

Bulma closed her eyes. This wasn't him talking, it wasn't. A twinge of doubt danced at her brain. "NO!" she screamed. "NO! I love you and you love me! She is using you to do her bidding! I thought you were stronger than that! To let them implant some chip into your brain to alter your personality! WAKE UP! YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THIS!" She screamed at him.

How dare she say such things to him. Imply that he is weak! He was seeing red now, his chest heaving heavily and quickly as he sucked air in and out through his gritted teeth. He lashed out and backhanded her, making her fly into the barred wall to the left of her. Her body hit hard and fell to her side as she slid to the floor.

She sat herself upright and limply hung her head and cried quietly.

Vegeta stared and snarled at her as her cries became louder. He spat onto the floor and left the cell.

As he walked away he heard a soft whisper in his head.

'I will never give up on you, Vegeta, never.'

He felt guilty for hitting her, but so very angry that she told him that he was weak to his face. What nerve! Still, hitting her made him feel worse than he did before he came to talk to her.

(*&^%$

She rubbed her bruised cheek, it was already starting to swell, as was her eye, it was going to turn into a nice shiner. She had to push the sinking feeling of sadness that was weighing on her heart. 'It wasn't him that was talking… it wasn't…'

She gripped her hands into fists, digging her nails into her palms. She felt the stares of her friends and the others in the cell's close to hers but ignored them as she closed her eyes tight to regain her composure. Next time she would be ready… next time…