That night, directly after Vegeta was pronounced Vegeta Ou, Bulma woke to a sudden explosion. She frowned and gathered Trunks to her chest, quickly getting up and single-handedly getting dressed in a normal fighting Gi. She grabbed her already packed Subspace bag full of her and Trunks' things and left the room.

"Onna! Get to a pod now! Were under attack!" Vegeta suddenly appeared at her side. He grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her into the air quickly and with ease. Flying toward the space pods he threw her into his personal ship and strapped her and the brat in before either could protest against him.

"VEGETA! STOP THIS NOW!" Bulma cried out. Vegeta did something she never thought possible and it shocked her into silence.

"Onna, be careful, take care of my hair," he kissed her gently on the lips before striking her neck hard enough to knock her out. Once he was sure that the brat was in a safe crib for the next few years, he turned on the sleeping gas and put the ship on automatic pilot. The ship launched into space...

Vegeta watched at his ship with the two that he cared for leave the planet. He sighed, but there was no time for sorrow, only time for action. He had to defeat Freiza and he had to do it now, other wise not even in space could he hide his onna and brat, for Freiza would surly use them against him...



Bulma woke with a start. Trunks was strangely quiet. Glancing to her side she spotted the sleeping bundle of joy near her, while she was in a bed of soft feathers, or what felt like it. She sighed and felt around for Vegeta, noticing that he was not near her, as a matter of fact he was utterly and completely gone, well almost, she could barely feel him, but he had a mental wall up. Wondering why he had it up, she prodded at the wall, she was roughly shoved back into her own mind. She got up, picking up Trunks, wondering just where the hell she was, and left the room. Finding no one out there she walked down the hallways, trying to find her mate and wondering why he had such a strong wall up.

She felt the bond grow stronger as she walked down one hallway. She frowned as she got closer and closer to it. She stopped before a door and that's when Vegeta dropped the wall,

'Leave onna, run, save the brat and yourself, Planet Vegeta-sei has been taken over by Freiza! RUN!' with that Vegeta put the wall up, but Bulma refused to run, she boldly entered the room, much to Vegeta's and her own horror.

A pale lizard like creature stood over Vegeta's struggling form. She nearly screamed but held back her emotions,

'Leave onna! Before its too late!'

'I won't leave Vegeta, I'm sorry but were in this together!' she snapped back. Vegeta sighed mentally in defeat but refused to give up, he tired to tell her what would happen, but she ignored him.

"What are you doing to my mate? Put him down!" she ordered, to everyone's great surprise, Freiza did as she commanded. Balancing Trunks in one arm she helped Vegeta, much to his distaste, to his feet. She moved him over to lean against the wall and set Trunks gently in his lap. After making sure he wasn't going to die in the next few minutes, she turned and looked back at a smirking Freiza,

"So the sleeping beauty has finally awoken, I trust your rest was well?" Freiza asked, like a perfect gentlemen.

"It was fine, but I want to know why my mate, my son, and I am here," she growled, fire in her eyes, Freiza's smirk only grew as he said,

"Because, dear girl, I wanted you here. You see, you 'Mate' as you call him, belongs to me, there for anything that belongs to him, belongs to me, and that includes you, Vegeta-sei, and anything else he might own. Including that nice ship you were found sleeping in." Freiza smirked at her somewhat shocked face but then it faded when she laughed out loud, confusing everyone,

"That's a laugh, I belong to no one, neither does Vegeta, you see," she laughed again,

"Would you care to explain?" Freiza said, somewhat pissed off.

"Well, Vegeta belongs to the people, not the other way around," she smiled at her logic, "You see, even though Vegeta is very powerful, and most of everybody on Vegeta-sei is weak, a lot of weak people can suppress the strong people. If Vegeta Ou or Vegeta didn't do as the people wanted, or did something they didn't like, they could take over the palace and a new leadership would arise, it's the same with any monarchy. It's happened on Earth, Nova nine, Yava six, every where, and it'll happen to you." Bulma walked over to Vegeta, keeping her senses on the men she had her back turned too. She checked to see Vegeta, whom was unconscious at the moment, and Trunks, whom had fallen asleep in his lap. She picked Trunks up and settled her in the crook of her arm.

"Your very smart, when did a monkey like you get to be that smart?" Freiza asked,

"When I learned I wasn't the center of the universe," she smirked and shook Vegeta gently,

"Now if you don't mind, I'm taking my mate back to the room I woke up in. He's more use to me alive then dead," she said, no one stopped her as a dazed Vegeta limped out of the room with the help of his mate. There was no telling how pissed off Vegeta would be when he came to his senses, but there would no doubt be Ki bombs involved. Once they reached the room she had woken up in, she set Trunks on the bed and pulled Vegeta into the bathroom. She filled the tub full of hot water and helped Vegeta out of his ruined armor and training suit. Once Vegeta was settled in the warm water, she grabbed a rag and soap and began to scrub the dried blood away from his skin. She went slowly, as not to aggravate the already open wounds. During the middle of his bath, he opened his eyes and glared at her, catching her wrist to stop the soft movements of her hands.

"You disobeyed me onna, I should kill you for that..." he growled, his grip on her wrist was cutting off the circulation but she ignored it,

"But then who would take care of Trunks?" she asked, moving the rage to her other hand and continued to wash his arm. He finally dropped her hand and she dunked it under the hot water.

"Why didn't you go, when you had that chance, like you planned to," finally asked, Bulma blushed a bit,

"So you knew about that huh? I figured that you didn't need me around not that you were Ou, so I wanted to..."

"I know, but that doesn't answer the question," he said,

"Because I found out you actually needed me alive, and I was too weak from Trunks' birth to do anything," she smiled faintly,

"Thank you," he mumbled before closing his eyes again. When she was finished cleaning his wounds an hour later, she woke him up and he stumbled towards the bed. She tore up one of the sheets and used it as bandages. She found ointment in the bathroom and used that too. Vegeta was sleeping mostly through the whole process. He woke up once or twice but other then that he was sleeping like Trunks was next to him, his brown tail curled around his father's uninjured arm. Smiling at the scene she finished off the rest of his bandages and turned off the light. She crawled into the bed next to Vegeta and slung her arm around his waist, curling next to him for comfort, she slept...



A banging of something woke Vegeta in the morning. He found his mate and child still sleeping, so painfully Vegeta got to his feet to answer the door.

"What!" Vegeta growled at Zarbon, who was grinning ear to ear.

"Freiza said go to the regeneration tanks, you have a purging mission in two days, he said if you didn't go he would kill your mate and child," Zarbon left without saying another word.

"Onna!" Vegeta growled, immediately Bulma was awake,

"What?" she asked; then noticed Vegeta out of bed, "Get back in bed! Your not healed yet!" she demanded,

"Grab the brat and lets go!" he ordered, Bulma did as she was told, for once, and followed Vegeta. When they were at the docking bays, Vegeta blasted some weakling guards and shoved Bulma in the pod with his brat and strapped both in.

"What's going on!" Bulma asked, slightly struggling against Vegeta,

"There is not room, enough for three in this pod, I'll follow in a different one, do not turn back at all," Vegeta ordered, putting the sleeping masks on both beings in the pod.

"But...`Geta, what about...Goten...Goku...the others?" Bulma's eyes slid closed as she fell fast asleep. Giving her one last kiss on the lips, he punched in a random planet in a far galaxy, not even looking, just in case he snapped and gave away her position, and glanced at his sleeping son. Ruffling his hair once, he closed the pod and left the docking bay to the observation deck, watching the pod shoot off. He picked up a scouter and put it on, he heard Freiza shout over the com;

"FIRE ON THE POD! IF THE MONKEY PRINCE WANTS TO ESCAPE I'LL DESTORY HIM!"

"No need Freiza, I'm still here, If you fire on that pod, I'll blow the space station all to hell and kill us all," Vegeta said calmly, watching his mate and hair to the thorn fly off to some unknown galaxy.

"Ah, so the monkey prince decided to free his mate and brat and in return stay here, you are more weaker then I first thought." There was a pause, then Freiza continued, "Fine, as your punishment for going against orders, meet me in my personal training room, we're going to have a little spar." Freiza cut the com and Vegeta watched at the pod escaped firing range, no one was sent after it, and its destination unknown to all, not even Vegeta knew where it was going, he sighed, swiped at the lone tear and reluctantly went to do Freiza's bidding...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now it gets interesting, see what happens next in the next chapter!