Chapter 35

"Come on now honey, staying here and moping around won't make him or you any better. Come out for a while. I am only going out for an hour or so, come with me."

"No, thank you."

"Suit yourself. Just don't cry anymore, ok?"

"I will try. Bye and thanks for the clothes."

"No problem. Bye." As quickly as she came Bulma left and Moray turned to the pile of clothes Bulma had left her. She dressed into them and sat to stare at her lover again. Staring was all she did that day.

It had been hours and he hadn't moved. Moray glanced over to the clock and it read 4:00pm.

"Where has the day gone? Oh well." When she returned her gaze to Cell, she noticed that he had shifted. He was sat on his bum straight up, but now he was leaning against the back of the tank with his legs crossed. His arms were crossed too. "At least you can get comfortable. I wonder what you are thinking. Are you thinking? Or are you in a type of limbo? I hope you aren't in pain, where ever your mind is."

Moray sighed as she looked back to the clock a few hours later.

"6:50pm. Riddle me this Cell. If you are 60 healed and the time is 6:50pm, what time will it be when you wake up?" she paused and sighed again. "Of course you don't know, you aren't awake yet. How much longer will this take? It is agony to be so close to you, and yet shielded from you by a wall of glass. Maybe if I sleep now, you may be better tomorrow. I hope tomorrow comes quickly..." Moray closed her eyes and found she couldn't sleep. So she tried to meditate instead. Only to fail as her mind was clouded with thoughts of Cell and worry for his health.

"Agh. Ok, I can't sleep. I can't meditate. I can't even think without sighing. I can't do anything but think of you. Hope that you are not in pain and that you will be well soon. You have such a hold over me and you can't even touch me." Moray huffed loudly and sank into her chair.

Unknown to her, at 6:40pm that same evening...

Bulma was in the kitchen. She had just returned from her trip and was not prepared for the next set of events.

Outside.

"It has only been one day. ONE day and already I feel guilty."

Walking forcedly towards CC was a very confused mother, 18. She had returned that day from her encounter with "it" so was thrown unprepared into her husbands protests.

Earlier that evening at the Krillin residence...

"How could you? Just how could you?"

"How could I do what?" 18 had just walked through her front doors to meet Krillin, sat at the kitchen table as furious as a madman.

"How could you tell our daughter that she was no longer welcome, IN HER OWN HOME! She is always welcome here."

"Krillin, listen I"

"Honey I don't want to hear your excuses right now! She is our daughter, were you even listening when the situation was explained to you? She is our daughter. Cell changed her to help her survive. Back then, we were so busy trying to kill Cell that our past selves thought that she was in cohorts with him and so another enemy. We tried to kill her! Cell was only trying to help her by changing her. So you can't blame her for that."

"But."

"Quiet, I haven't finished yet. Now, I am normally the less forceful one in this relationship but damn it if you don't go over there right now and tell our daughter that we love her and that she can come home when ever she wants then I want...a divorce."

"WHAT! Why?"

"Because that is my daughter. I love her and."

"That is not our daughter. I have seen it and she is him. He has taken her and turned her into that thing!" 18 stomped her foot to emphasise her anger. "You know what he did to me. You know how he still hurts me...so I f I am angry at him then that is my right! And she went off with him. so she is as bad as him. I hate him, so now I hate her to! she turned her back on us when she went off with him. I refuse to accept her after this betrayal." Krillin stood up and brought his fists down onto the table with a thud.

"you turning on her like this is the betrayal! Now if you don't go back there and tell her she is welcome here then I will."

"I am going. But I will not tell her that I love her or that I want her to come home. I will not lie like that."

"BUT."

"I AM GOING!" 18 turned and left as quickly as she had come.

Back to normal time and outside CC front door.

"Damn it all. I can't believe that I have to do this. And when did Krillin grow balls? I will talk to him later. Or not if I can help it." 18 rattled the door knocker and waited. Bulma answered the door and pulled her into the kitchen.

"18. I am so glad you are here. We need to talk."

"God tell me you aren't going to lecture met to."

"18. let me explain something to you. When Vegeta first came here he was a real villain. Like Cell. And he had done things that makes Cell seem like Santa Clause. He hated everyone and everyone hated him. But I saw more. I saw someone else in him and I asked him to live here. He did and I got to know him. He is tough on the outside and soft on the inside. But only soft for me. And he is a good guy now. He isn't a villain anymore. I believe that the similar situation has happened between Moray and Cell. I have seen them and how they love each other. They are in love and they are passionate about each other."

"So Cell is awake then?"

"No, not yet."

"then how do you know that he loves her to? How do you know that she had been fooled by the perfect weapon? He is the perfect weapon for a reason; he can fool anyone into thinking anything he wants."

"Not like this. I have seen it." Bulma pleaded as she looked into the stern cold eyes of 18.

"Look Bulma. I don't particularly want to be here. Just tell Moray that her father wants her to come home when she wants and loves her." 18 turned to leave but Bulma called after her.

"Don't you mean that her parents want her home and love her?" Bulma waited, desperate for an answer. 18 just stood still in the door way, perfectly still.

"No." 18 walked out the door.

"Well you are very calm considering that you have just disowned your own daughter..." Bulma mumbled after her and slowly closed the door. "how do I tell her that?" Bulma decided to leave it for now. It was getting late and she has caught Moray crying today at least 2 or 3 times already. She couldn't take this too. Bulma walked up her stairs to see Vegeta at the stop of the stairs smirking at her.

"What are you smirking at?"

"I hear you. And I am not very happy about what you said about me." Bulma was confused. How could he be upset with her if he was smirking, unless he was being sarcastic or playful...

"what did I say that upset you?"

"you said that I wasn't a villain anymore. That I was a good guy. Do you really think that?"

"yes. Why?" Vegeta stalked towards her and took her roughly into his arms.

"Because you are wrong. I am a very bad man and since you don't believe me.." Vegeta pulled her into a heated kiss and hungrily took in her taste with his tongue. "then I better prove it to you."

"Vegeta you bad man." Bulma giggled as he swung her over his shoulders, and carried her to his room to...(AN I will let you fill in the blanks lol)