(At capsule corp.)

A worried Bulma stared out her window and shivered slightly. Bura wasn't home yet. She had told them that she would be a little late coming home, but she never told where she would be going.

"Vegeta, can you turn the heat up a bit?" Bulma asked as she thought of where her daughter would be in this blizzard. Vegeta looked a little irritated as he got of from the couch.

He walked over to the worried Bulma and held her, "turn up the heat, huh? Will this do?" He made her stand and held her close.

"Don't worry about Bura, she'll be alright. I hope." He whispered. Bulma looked up at him and smiled. He leaned down slightly and kissed her tenderly.

"Oh, Vegeta, I hate it when you read my mind", she whispered back. He hushed her and looked out their window and something in his heart twisted as thoughts of dilemma filled thoughts filled his mind.

"Stupid girl", he muttered under his breath as the sleepy Bulma clutched on to his chest and the layers of snow fell mercilessly onto the pile before.