Deal With It

Disclaimer:: I do not own any of the dragonbal/z/gt characters.

18 took in a deep breath as she began to wake up. Her eyes widened when she realized where she was. She carefully moved Vegeta's arm off of her and set it down on his lap as she backed away from him. She leaned up against the wall a few feet away from him and closed her eyes. She moved her hand up her leg to the sharp pain she was feeling. Her hand met the cloth bandage and she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach. She covered her face with her hands. Not only had Vegeta seen her cry, he had also seen her in nothing but a t-shirt and her underwear. She was so embarrassed and she didn't know what he thought of her now. ~He probably thinks I'm weak. Well I'll just have to find a way to change that.~ She removed her hands from her face and looked over at Vegeta when she heard him moving. He stretched out his arms then stood up and looked down at her. "Are you feeling ok?" he asked her while yawning.

"Peachy." she replied, staring at the ground.

"Here, let me help you." he brought his hand down to her.

"I don't need any help from you." 18 pushed herself up to her feet. She stepped forward on her wounded leg and felt the pain intensify. She nearly fell but Vegeta caught her. "Let go of me I can take care of myself!" she yelled at him trying to escape his grasp.

"Yeah I can tell." he said very sarcastically. He set her down on the bed then walked out of the room. 18 looked around and found her jeans laying on the ground. She stepped off the bed slightly with her good leg and snatched them up off the ground. She managed to get them on after a couple of minutes, and just as she was zipping them up Vegeta walked back in with a small case in his hand. He kneeled down in front of her and set the case on the bed. "What's that?"

"Medicine. I always keep it in my suit case." he told her as he opened it up and took out a needle. He pulled out a small bottle and put the needle in it and the substance was drawn into the needle.

"Oh that better be for you."

"It's for you, it will help with the pain. I can't have you in this condition, we have work to do." He took her arm in his hand.

18 pulled her arm back, "If you dare touch me with that I'll rip your fucking head off!" she yelled at him threateningly. "You know how I feel about injections."

Vegeta tossed the needle back in the case and pulled out a bottle of Advil and put it in her hand. "Fine be that way. Take some of these and get dressed." He picked up his case and walked over to the door, but stopped suddenly. "You know. Not everyone is like your father. You need to learn that there are some good people out there, that will help you and will treat you right." Then he walked out and shut the door.

Vegeta sat in the car waiting. Finally 18 opened the passenger side door and got in. Vegeta looked over at her. She was wearing a black, spaghetti strap, lacy top, and a long black skirt that went down to her ankles, but even so it had big slits on either side that revealed most of her legs but not enough to show where she had cut herself. She put her sunglasses on and pulled the door shut. After a moment she turned to him and saw him looking at her, "Lets go" she said, beginning to feel annoyed. Vegeta turned his head and started up the car then began to drive. "So I see you got down here ok. Did you take the shot?" Vegeta asked after a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence.

"No. I took some of the Advil and I'm just dealing with the pain the way it is." She pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

"But-"

"Look I can handle the pain. Ok?"

"Fine whatever."

18 started rummaging through her purse and then she pulled out what looked like a small red jewel. "What's that?" Vegeta asked her curiously. She lifted up her shirt slightly and placed it in her belly button. Vegeta swerved into the other lane slightly and almost crashed in to another car. "Uh sorry. . .Thought I saw a dog." 18 gave him an odd look. Vegeta felt himself blushing, "So anyway, what is it?"

"Well," she pulled her shirt back down, "It's a handy little device that records sound and sends it back to a recording machine I set up back at the hotel. But as far as anyone else is concerned, it's just a belly button jewel. I see a lot of girls wearing these."

"Nice. Who came up with that thing? Gohan?" Vegeta stopped the car in the same place as he had done the day before.

"No! I did." 18 got out of the car, "Men I swear. Don't think women have brains."

Vegeta got out as well and they went inside. As before they were lead to the room upstairs. They walked in and were immediately greeted by a very cheery Goten. "Good afternoon. I trust you both slept well." He shook Vegeta's hand and kissed the back of 18's, "Oh my Goten. You certainly are in a good mood." 18 said, trying to sound as ditzy and empty-headed as possible.

"Well why wouldn't I be? Life treats me right and I'm always in the presence of beautiful women." He winked at her and snapped his fingers. "Drink?" Vegeta nodded and 18 giggled, "Oh yes please."

Vegeta kept a straight face, but he wanted to laugh at how 18 decided to pay her ""Character"", but he knew that she knew what she was doing.

A man in a black suit brought out some liquor and shot glasses and set them down on the table. Goten smirked. "Vicky my dear, you seem to be much better than you were last night."

"Oh yes, I just wasn't feeling my best last night." She wrapped her arms around Vegeta, "But my little Vegy Wegy was there to make me all better." Vegeta forced a smile, Vegy Wegy? Dear god what is she thinking. . . Just doing her job I guess.

Goten pulled out a chair and motioned for 18 to sit in it, "Won't you two sit down."

18 giggled and sat down, "Thank you."

Vegeta sat down next to her and they were all poured drinks. Vegeta picked up his glass. He put it to his lips and quickly tilted his head back taking in the contents of the glass. He set his glass down on the table and smirked. Suddenly to the surprise of both men, 18 did the same thing. Then she refilled the shot glass and did it again. 18 noticed the two of them looking at her, "What?"

Vegeta laughed silently and put his arm around her, "That's my girl."

Goten smirked, "Quite a catch. Well anyway lets get down to business. Vicky my dear, this may bore you, perhaps you would be better entertained in the other room. Bulma and Marron are in there, lovely women."

"Marron?" 18 pushed her feelings aside so that she wouldn't burst out crying. ~Vegeta froze, Oh damn, don't ruin this.~

"Yes you remember her don't you?"

18 laughed and went back into character, "Oh yes, how silly of me, of course I remember."

"Good. She's a very lovely girl. We're engaged you know."

18 forced a smile, "Ok well I'll leave you two to business then." She got up and was escorted into another room.

"Ok Vegeta, we have a shipment coming in at one of our warehouses. I want you to go down there and make sure everything goes smoothly. Now you're going to have to be careful, we've had trouble with them once before." He snapped his fingers and was brought a gun and some clips. He set them down on the table in front of Vegeta. "Now if things get too rough, I want you to get rid of them. Got it?" Vegeta nodded. "Good. I'm getting one of my more experienced men to go with you incase something comes up and you don't know what to do. I think I'll send Gohan since you two are already acquainted. As long as everything goes smoothly you won't have to do a thing but sit back and relax. Oh but there is one thing, it takes a few hours to get there and it'll take a while for Gohan to settle everything so you'll have to spend the night at a hotel around there." Goten put some money down on the table as well. "And don't worry about Vicky, she can stay here if she wants, we have plenty of extra rooms."

Vegeta picked up the gun, the clips, and the money "Alright." Gohan came in to the room and motioned for Vegeta to come with him. Vegeta bowed slightly towards Goten then walked out.

~To be continued~

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