Disclaimer: Hey people, Lola here. This chapter is unlike the other two because it contains a bit of violence (not much, but enough) so…yeah. *I don't own dbz* Enjoy!

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Just narrowly escaping, Chichi quietly moved away from the window so that he couldn't see her. She looked around attentively and spotted their car; maybe if she went for a drive she'd be able to let off some steam. She walked over to the car and carefully got in. The keys were in the ignition.

Suddenly she remembered the times Goku took her driving before the fight with Cell. Those were really good times. Unfortunately, that all ended as soon as Gohan returned with the news: Goku was dead.

************Flashback************

Terrified, Chichi entered their bedroom and shut the door. She leaned against it and looked at their bed; she was sleeping alone tonight.

"He's here with us, I can feel it" – she kept hearing her son say.

Noticing one of her dresses folded at the end of the bed, she quickly grabbed it and walked over to their closet.  Opening the door she shoved it into a pile and then looked up to see Goku's clothing. Suddenly aware of his scent, she grabbed as many of his clothes as she could and pulled them to her, burying her face in them. She sank to her knees, pulling several items of clothes with her, and began to cry.

"Why didn't you come back?" she whispered.

************End of Flashback************

She slammed the car door and gripped the steering wheel tightly. All those years…and when he finally came back he did this to her…

She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. He was there. All the times he said "I love you", all the times he said "you look great", all the times he said "You're my soul mate". He was there. She frowned and closed her eyes even tighter. I love you, you look great, you're my soul mate. All those times he held her, kissed her, comforted her.

Everything became louder and faster; it became unbearable.

 I love you, you look great, you're my soul mate, I love you, you look great, you're my soul mate…

She couldn't take it anymore.

"SHUT UP!!!" she screamed. It was so high-pitched that it could shatter glass. "STOP IT!!!" she bashed the steering wheel with her fist and kicked the bottom of the car. She stopped, breathing heavily. After a few seconds of silence she opened her eyes and slammed her foot down on the accelerator and sped down the road.

She had to get away from him, even just for an hour. Who could she go to? Bulma? No…she didn't want anyone to know. It would make things even worse. She pushed on the accelerator a bit more, causing the car to go a bit faster. 'Even Vegeta wouldn't do that to his spouse…' she thought irritably. What about the rest of Goku's friends?

She pushed harder on the accelerator…Goku's friends. If they ever found out they would probably take his side, calling her the 'bad wife'. She scowled; Goku was like their leader. To them, she was the one to blame, giving Goku a hard time: everything was her fault. The car sped down road after road; Chichi had no idea where she was going, and she didn't care.

Then, with all her might, she forced her foot down on the accelerator as she realized that he never answered her simple question. What was her name? If it were anyone she knew she'd kill them, as well as Goku. Was it Bulma…Eighteen…no, they wouldn't. They loved their partners too much. Chichi felt guilty for accusing them. Could it be any women Goku met in the past? Or recently?

Chichi slowed the car down and stopped on the side of the road. She rested her forehead on the steering wheel and sighed. She felt sick. 

Feeling as though a bit of fresh air would do her some good she got out of the car and looked around. She had no idea where she was, oh well. She gently closed her eyes, feeling the calm breeze sweep past her. Releasing some tension, she allowed herself to relax…

Suddenly she felt a hand around her neck and was forced back against the car. She immediately opened her eyes to find a rough looking man strangling her. Chichi frantically tried to pull his hand off her neck but his grip was too tight.

"Give me your money," he muttered harshly. Chichi tried to oppose his threat by lashing out at him.

"Are you deaf? Give me your money!" he yelled, while pulling her away from the car and then shoving her back against it. The pain Chichi felt was immense. His hold on her neck tightened and she couldn't breathe; she was choking. Feeling helpless she looked at the man and suddenly saw him as Goku. Regaining this rush of anger she grabbed his wrist and firmly pulled it away from her neck. The man was shocked at her sudden strength. Chichi then clenched her fists and punched him right in the face. He fell back and slowly looked up.

"You little whore" he said coldly, staggering towards her. Upon hearing this Chichi grabbed his arm and twisted it right back, just before kicking him in the stomach. He fell to the ground, completely winded.

"That's for calling me a whore!" she shouted angrily, caught up in the moment.

She kept her guard incase he tried to attack her again but slowly dropped it seeing that he wasn't getting up.

"You have no idea what I'm going through," she whispered.

She was shaking; she hadn't fought like that for ages. Gently touching her neck she frowned; it was still sore, and probably bruised. She turned and began to get into the car when she looked back at him; in a way she kind of got back at Goku…

Still slightly shaking, she got in the car and silently drove away.

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Author's Note: Hope you liked this chapter. I don't know if you noticed this or not but the scene where Chichi finds Goku's scent in their closet is from American Beauty. It fits so perfectly that I just had to put it in.

Thanks for all the reviews! I tried to fit in some requests – like the fight scene – so I hope this chapter is alright. Please review! ^_^

- Lola