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A/N: Uh hi guys! Sorry about the long wait! I didn't mean to be held back like this!

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Bulma comes out of the examining room at the hospital, a grave look on her face. The remaining Z-senshi along with ChiChi are awaiting her in the lobby, all anxious on hearing about Goku's condition. Gohan comes out of the fight alright with just a senzu bean, and whatever Blade hit Trunks in the face with is gone now. However, when they took Goku up to the Lookout for Dende to heal, the little Kami said that the damage was too extensive for him to heal Goku the right way. He warned them that if he tried then all of Goku's organs and bones may become mutated beyond repair. That's when Bulma suggested that they take Goku to one of the best hospitals in the country.

Fearing it would look odd, if all of them came in with this injured child, Vegeta volunteered to ahead with Goku to the hospital and to call them over when he had the chance. So when the group finally comes they had already diagnosed all of Goku's injuries and sent him into a private emergency ward with his own set of nurses and doctors. Now all there is left to do is find out his condition and leave it to the doctors.

ChiChi demands anxiously, "How is he Bulma? Will he be alright?"

The blue haired scientist sighs, "Well, he is alive, thanks to his immortality. But the damage is very extensive, and all the doctors are convinced that he should be dead."

Gohan gulps, "How bad is it?"

Bulma gives them a worried look and then begins listing off all the injuries, "Well first off, all his joints have been disrelocated, nearly all his bones have been turned into rubble, major internal injuries, collapsed lungs, ruptured stomach, broken spine, severe head injuries. If he ever does wake up he's most likely going to be traumatized for life. He's also liable to become blind when or if he wakes up."

The group looks at each other, seemingly distraught. Her future son says shakily, "Well so much for not imprinting his brain when he's little."

Trunks mutters, "No wonder Dende couldn't heal him. If he tried Goten's insides would've turned into mush."

Gohan yells, "Will you stop calling him Goten?!"

Bulma says sharply, "Hey! Cool it, you two!" Gohan and Trunks glare at each other. "Look, the tension in this room is just too high. All we can do now is just wait and let the doctors do their work."

"So where's Dad anyway?" Mirai asks.

ChiChi scowls, "He's probably training back at Capsule Corps! That man has no-"

Her friend interrupts her, "Actually he's in Goku's room, right now."

ChiChi says in confusion, "Wait, he didn't get hurt too?"

"No, he's been 'guarding' Goku. And it looks like he's going to be staying there, too. He managed to move all his training gear into the room and an extra bed. I tried getting him out, but literally threw me out!" Bulma huffs, "Honestly, he acts like the whole world's going to end if he doesn't watch him." The fighters look at each other with guilty looks, knowing they sort of dumped the responsibility on the saiyajin no ouji.

Oblivious to them, the raven haired housewife says, "And this is the man who used to say, 'Weak people are useless beings that don't deserve to live.'" She turns to the fighers and asks, "What happened out there anyway? You never told us. And where's Goten?"

At once the senshi jump up, making up different excuses to leave and run off. Bulma blinks, "Strange."

ChiChi nods, also staring after them, "Very."

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Meanwhile, in Goku's room, doctors hook Goku up to a heart rate monitor and a breathing apparatus. They also start running extra tests on him and are maybe just to run another x-ray or a cat-scan at least at far as the prince can tell.

Vegeta just watches them from a corner of the room, disgusted. He mutters to himself, "Kami, do these people never learn? The only good weakling is a dead one. No wonder this planet's population is so damn high."

He sighs, scanning each of the doctor's faces. He knows it probably wouldn't do any good since their opponent's a shape shifter, but damned if he ever let him just take over the universe just because of one careless little mistake on the ouji's part. {They better fix him though, I can't babysit him Prince Goku forever!} He curses out loud, realizing he even thinks the name Prince Goku, earning a couple odd looks from some nurses. Vegeta glares at them and they quickly get back to work, {I can't just leave him in the hands of these... idiots! He'd be a sitting duck! What kind of security do they have in this place if I can just run in here with an injured person and get into their most critical unit without a hitch?!}

Then Bulma opens the door, wearing those green robes that everyone is required to wear in the medical unit. She spots Vegeta and yells, "Vegeta! You're still in here?! Get out! You're going to get in the doctors way!"

The ouji looks at her with narrow eyes, and he says, "Maybe if I said it slower you'll understand me, because I've said it a hundred times already- THERE IS NO FRICKIN' WAY I'M LEAVING THIS ROOM!!!"

Everyone in the room and some people in the hallway stop what they're doing to stare at the ouji. Vegeta merely gives them all his infamous death glare and they get back to work once more and under more pressure.

Bulma sighs, massaging her forehead, "Alright. Have it your own way."

Vegeta blinks, "You're agreeing with me?"

His mate nods, "Yup, especially since they're moving Goku into the operating room now for surgery. So you can stay right here."

Even as she speaks, the lead nurse yells, "Okay! Let's move him!" And they simultaneously hold up Goku and move him onto a stroller and rush him out into the hallway.

Vegeta watches them wide-eyed and goes past Bulma, "I'm going with him."

Bulma grabs his collar and pulls him back in front of her, saying in dangerously low voice, "You're not going anywhere."

"Let go of me, onna!"

"There is no way, I'm just going to let you go in there after him WHILE THEY'RE DOING_SURGERY_ON GOKU!!!"

Vegeta scowls, "Well how long is this surgery going to take?"

"Well considering his serious medical condition, and the fact that the doctors can't figure out how he could possibly be ALIVE, I'd say more than 15 hours."

"WHAT?!" Vegeta yelps. "YOU CAN'T LEAVE HIM ALONE THAT LONG!"

"TOO BAD, BUCKO! WE ARE!" Bulma lets go of the ouji and continues, "BECAUSE UNLIKE SOMEONE I KNOW, I ACTUALLY TRUST THE DOCTORS HERE! SO THERE!" Then she storms out of the room, slamming the door loudly.

Vegeta scowls and gets up, opening the door to look into the hallway. He sees Bulma stalking off in Goku's direction, but the young saiyajin and the doctors have already disappeared. Absolutely furious, he slams a fist on the end table next to him, "DAMN IT ALL!" demolishing it. He scowls and leans on the doorframe, fuming at anyone who comes near. Several people pass by, and he sees another doctor heading off in Goku's direction, wearing those ugly green robes, mask and surgeon's cap, not an unusual thing in a hospital, but Vegeta can swear he sees recognition in those eyes.

Instantly suspiscious, he follows the doctor out the door, taking a better look at him. That's when he notices the long, thin object making an impression at the back of the surgeon's pants. He yells, "Hey you!" But Blade grins at him and walks into a room, respectively named, "Operating Room 15-B"

The ouji stares at the door in disbelief, "He wouldn't dare... Wait a minute! Yes he would!" Without any tact at all, Vegeta storms in after him, only to find the room full of doctors, all wearing the same thing as Blade. He curses, "Dammit! Which one?!"

But then a nurse tries to usher Vegeta out of the room, "I'm sorry sir, but you're going to have to wait with the others."

"But-"

Suddenly angry the nurse yells, "NO BUTS! NOW GET OUT!" She grabs him by the collar and tosses him out of the room, right up against the wall. Vegeta just stares at the slammed door in disbelief. No one in his life ever had the audacity to- How dare she?! And when it really matters, too! "Crap! I have to get in there! But how?!" He looks at all the other green robed doctors in the area and mutters, "I wonder..."

He spots a doctor that is just about to head into the operating room. Vegeta jumps up and stops him, "Hey, are you supposed to be operating on Pr- that kid with the tail?"

The doctor nods and says with a very pronounced accent, "Vhy, yesh. How deed yiu know?"

Vegeta points down the hall a bit, "They put him in room 15-D," bluffing.

The surgeon nods, "That's odd, I was told-"

"Never mind what you were told. Come with me." Vegeta leads him into another room, only a little ways away from 15-B. He ushers the doctor into the room and closes the door on them, only then, turning on the light.

"Vhat?! Vhy zis ish zee janitor's closet!"

"I know." Then he gives the doctor and light knock on the head, K.O.ing him. A minute later, Vegeta, now dressed as a doctor and tying his hair down into a pony tail under the surgeon's cap, comes out of the room, and hurries over to 15-B.

He walks into the operating room with only the intention of guarding Goku while they operate on him. Before anyone notices him, he does a quick scan and finally recognizes those eyes that belonged to Blade. They narrow at the sight of him and he smirks, {Yeah, that's right. You won't get anywhere near him now.} Just as he's about to drag Blade out of the room and fight him, the nurse that kicked him out the first time, comes to him once again. "Doctor Zimmerman! You're finally here!"

He looks around, but then notices the name tag on his shirt. Thinking quickly, he copies the doctor's accent and says, "Ya, I vas held up."

To his surprise she turns around and yells, "Alright! Doctor Zimmerman is here! Now we can start operating!"

Vegeta's face fell, {WHAT?!} as they push him over to Goku's side. He turns white as a sheet, almost forgetting the accent, "You wan- Yiu vant ME to operate on heem?!"

"Of course, you are the lead surgeon," someone answers.

That's when the ouji realizes he's in it deep.

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At the same time, behind the black mirror of the operating room, and beyond Vegeta's knowledge, the rest of the Z-senshi along with Bulma, ChiChi, and a few other doctors watch as "Dr. Zimmerman" comes into the room.

Bulma says excitedly, "Oh, and there's Dr. Zimmerman! He's the best surgeon on this side of the planet! He even got a PhD in neurosurgery and has been in the operating room for nearly twenty years!"

The group watch him and frown, noting there's something very odd about him. Then Trunks blurts out, "He looks familiar."

His mother frowns, "Don't be ridiculous. You've never met anyone at this hospital before."

Mirai says, "Wait a minute... I think I've seen him before too."

Gohan pales, "Uh, guys? Where's Vegeta?"

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Suddenly Piccolo bursts into the operating room, yelling, "STOP! That's not Dr. Zimmerman! That's an imposter!" The group of doctors stare at him, never having seen a green, pointy eared alien in their life before.

Vegeta says quickly, "Don't vorry, I'll deal vit heem." He calmly escorts Piccolo outside into the hallway, but once the door is closed, he screams, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Before Piccolo can answer, the ouji says in a threatening tone, "Nameck, don't you dare get me kicked out or, I swear, I'll kill you! That-that thing! Blade! Is in there RIGHT NOW! If you really want to help Prince Goku, THEN DON'T SCREW ME OVER!"

Piccolo looks stunned, not an expression he uses often, "Vegeta, you're the one who has to operate on him!"

"Dammit I know that!" He points to himself, "Look, I know what I'm doing. I've had all of his injuries before, not simultaneously mind you, but I know how to deal with collapsed lungs and internal injuries and stuff like that. I went out of Frieza's torture sessions with at least one punctured lung and Kami knows what else. And every time I had to heal myself without a Regeneration Tank! And Kami knows, I know better about saiyajin anatomy than any of those bakas in there! So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back in there and frickin' operate on him! And tell the others I'm still in Prince Goku's room!"

Without even giving, Piccolo a say, he storms back into the room and orders loudly, "Lock zee door!" He turns to Goku's side and says, "Now... ve're ready to operate."

He pauses to look at all the foreign surgical tools and sweatdrop, thinking to himself, {This is going to suck.} He looks back at Blade, and his resolve hardens. "Clean zee area and hand me a shcalpel."

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Nearly thirteen hours later, the procedure is done and the nurses and doctors congratulate Vegeta as he slowly trudges out of the room and they wheel Goku back towards his private ward. Mentally and physically exhausted, Vegeta doesn't pay attention to a word that they're saying. All he knows is that Goku is relatively fixed, that Blade had given up and left about six hours into the operation, and that he's too tired to even think of sleeping.

Suddenly someone cries, "STOP ZEE OPERATION! STOP!"

To Vegeta's utter dismay, he realizes that the REAL Dr. Zimmerman is staggers towards them, wearing only boxers, socks, and an undershirt, and looking very dizzy from Vegeta's knock on the head. He comes up to Vegeta and points at him, "Zis man is an imposture! Yiu must not let heem operate!"

The nurses stare from him to Vegeta back to him again. The lead nurse finally turns to Vegeta, who thinks, {This is not good.}

But she smiles and says, "You must be an angel!"

Vegeta stares at her in disbelief through his blurry, tired eyes, "Excuse me?"

She takes his hand, shaking it vigorously, "Not only did you do a marvelous job on the patient, but you prevented this drunk from performing surgery on him!" The ouji blinks, trying to figure out what she was saying. She pauses and frowns, "Wait a sec. If you're not Dr. Zimmerman, then who are you?"

"....Wha?"

"Who are you?"

The ouji tries shaking his head clear and says, "I really can't tell you."

A doctor beside him says, "But we want to employ you!"

Someone else whispers into his ear, "This story is worth thousands!"

Soon, Vegeta starts getting swarmed. He sweatdrops, "I need to get going!" And he rushed off, but only after someone grabs his surgeon's cap, revealing his long, black hair, still tied up in a ponytail. He runs around the corner into an empty corridor and dumps the blood speckled surgeon clothes in a trash can before he hurries to Goku's room.

He find the room empty and closes the door behind him, and sits down on the chair, just before the door opens once again, with the doctors wheeling Goku into the room on his stroller, Bulma right behind them. They put Goku back onto his bed and Vegeta pretends that it's interesting.

His mate walks up to him with a triumphant little smirk on her face, "See? I told you that it wouldn't be the end of the world."

The ouji says gruffly, "What took you so long?"

That pushes Bulma off her victorious mood and she sighs, "Well it actually took less time than it was supposed to. And would you believe it! Some mysterious doctor showed up! We thought it was you at first, but-" She pauses, noticing Vegeta's baggy eyes. "Vegeta! Have you stayed up the whole time Goku was in surgery?!" By then the doctors had cleared the room.

Vegeta snaps, "Of course not, onna! I don't give a damn about-" He groans, "Never mind that! Just get out of here! Prince Goku needs his rest!" He pushes Bulma out of the room and locks the door on everyone. He visibly slumps, "Finally, alone." He barely makes it to his bed and flops onto his bed, ready for a nice, looong rest.

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A/N: Some of you were saying that this story doesn't belong in humor anymore. Hopefully this changed your mind.