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The wind blew softly through her open bedroom window as she sat upon her bed hugging the only pillow she could find. It had been a week now and he wasn't back yet. Saria had began to think that something had gone wrong but Bulma kept telling her it was just the way the time machine worked. Even so that pillow was the only thing to keep her from going insane and killing things. She should probably go have a battle with the androids but she was still recovering from their last battle. Not only that but she was tired and didn't feel like flying around to look for the filthy bastards. Sighing heavily Saria threw the pillow to the ground and got up from the bed. She walked quickly over to her desk and opened the drawer on the right. She moved something's around in the drawer until she pulled out a small pill capsule. Saria quickly looked around to make sure that Bulma was not in walking distance then opened the capsule and took a pill. Stumbling back a few feet, she caught her balance and put the pill back in the drawer and hide them. She smiled and waited for the drug to kick in. They helped her keep straight some days and not go on insane killing rampages like those damn androids. The pain and lose she suffered when she was so young was just to much, the drug was all she had to keep her sanity.

"Saria," Bulma called from another room, "Saria, come here!"

She sighed and walked to the room where Bulma was, "What is it?"

Bulma smiled, "Trunks will be back soon, I just thought that you would like to know that."

"Soon? Like how soon?" Saria blinked.

Bulma looked at her watch, "I'd say in about 10 minutes or so."

"10 minutes?!" Saria exclaimed.

Bulma nodded then handed Saria a cup of coffee, "Calm down dear. You look fine," she laughed and walked into the kitchen. Saria stood there for a few seconds before running back to the room to change out of her t-shirt and shorts. Fumbling around groggily from the drug she pulled her clothes on and walked over to the mirror. She sighed and ran a hand through her fire red hair. "If only he know how much pain..." she whispered softly to herself. She grabbed her black t-shirt and pulled it over her grey long sleeve one. She pulled on her black fingerless gloves and her running shoes. Leaving her shirt untucked she looked in the mirror one last time then walked out the door and into the kitchen to join Bulma.

"Is the cake done?" Saria asked with a faint smile.

Bulma smiled and nodded, "Yes dear, it is. Why don't you go wait outside for him, ok?"

"Oh...ok," Saria said and walked towards the door that led outside in the back. She carefully walked outside and looked up at the dark sky. Sitting down on the ground full off rubble, she waited. Minutes seemed like hours and soon after only 10 minutes she fell asleep. She slept for some odd hours until she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

"Saria...Saria wake up," Bulma said softly.

She struggled to open her eyes, "What...?

"Saria it's getting late come inside and have some coffee," she said and helped Saria off the ground.

"What? Why was I outside?" Saria asked when she sat down at the table.

Bulma handed her a cup of coffee, "You were waiting for Trunks, dear," she yawned and sat down slowly.

"He's not back yet? You told me like a while ago he would be back in 10 minutes," she said drinking her coffee and leaning back in her chair.

Bulma sighed, "I know but hasn't returned yet, maybe something went wrong or my calculations were just off. I'm sorry I got your hopes up but I'm pretty sure he will be back soon."

"I suppose you're right, hand me the coffee pot will you?" Saria replied and downed another cup of coffee.

Bulma handed the coffee pot to her, "Well I'm really tired and it's late so I'm going to go to bed. There's still more coffee on the stove if you're planning on staying up a while, good-night," she got up from her chair and headed off the room.

Saria sighed and downed another cup of coffee, it was fairly late but after the large amount of coffee she had consumed, sleep seemed next to impossible. She got up and walked into the other sitting room and turned on the TV. She sat there for hours not even really paying attention to what was on, the only thing on her mind was what time Trunks was getting back. Eventually she drifted off to sleep in the chair with the TV still on and a cup off coffee half full in her hand.

The back door slowly creaked open and Trunks slowly walked into the kitchen. Knowing that everyone was sleeping he only turned on the light above the stove. He stopped when he heard sounds coming from the other sitting room. Soon realizing that it was only the TV he walked over to turn it off. He heard some soft breathing from behind him, turning around he saw Saria peacefully sleeping in his favourite chair. He smiled and kneeled down beside the chair. He leaned close to her and kissed her forehead lightly, she stirred a bit in her sleep.

"Mmmm...what..."she mumbled then slowly opened her eyes. Blinking a few times she soon realized he was right in front of her. "Trunks...you're back," she said throwing her arms around him.

He smiled and hugged her tightly, "Yes I am, what are you doing sleeping all the way out here?"

"I had to much coffee to drink so I watched TV for a while, or attempted to. I was waiting for you," she laughed.

"I see, well I'm sure you're still pretty tired and I know I am. Come on, lets go to bed," he smiled and picked her up. Carrying her into the room and laying her on his bed, she fell asleep almost instantly. He sighed and sat down beside her, stroking her hair, he smiled then layed down also to slowly drift off to sleep.