Hey you guys, here is another snippet! Since my last snippet focused more on Goku I wanted to focus more on ChiChi. Hope you guys enjoy it!

His Wife and His Death

Denial

She couldn't believe it. As she was being told of her husband's death, she promptly fainted as the last of her husband's friends left. Awakening she found herself in her bed, with her only son cuddled up to her. Kissing his forehead, she went into the kitchen to make breakfast for three. It was when her son came down to eat, and asked her sadly why she set three plates instead of two did she realize her mistake. Even though some weeks had passed, she still found herself going into the same routine before she was widowed.

Isolation

Sending her sweet child off to his grandfather's was the best decision she could come up with. She couldn't let her child see his mother in such a concerning state. A few days passed with her just walking around with his familiar orange shirt in hand, and curled up in her bed. Those days soon turned into weeks. Ignoring the frantic voices of her family and friends she continued to sit in her room, giving her body the bare minimum it needed to function properly. Not being able to fill the emptiness that now occupied her soul. Sitting in a chair, staring at a wall… this was how her son, father, and best friend found her.

Anger

It was an emotion she was familiar with. Her screaming and rampaging across Bulma's living room was very welcomed compared to how she was. How could he purposefully leave her and their son? He always did this, going off to fight, getting himself and others in danger, and either getting beat within an inch of his life or worse dead, and this time he wasn't coming back. She warned, begged, and pleaded with him, but him being the saiyan that he was he couldn't resist the opportunity to have a challenging fight. Where did that leave her? Widowed, with a son who needed her more than ever and pregnant. She was so angry; she felt that he was better off dead. That way she wouldn't have to throttle him herself. She felt her anger soon spiraling out of control as her yelling quieted and silent sobs racked her body as she was held.

Bargaining

Maybe if she yelled less, he would have stayed. Maybe if she was more understanding and didn't get angry so quickly he would still be here. Maybe if she was a better wife, her husband would still be alive. As she tried to gather her life back and set it right, she always wondered these things. She would give anything to have him back; she even thought about gathering the dragonballs to make a trade with Shenron if it was possible. That dream was crushed when Gohan and Bulma found out; having her young son have to tell her that there was no way of her husband coming back hurt her to the core. As she gripped him tightly, she realized she needed to be a better mother to her son and future child…even though she still wished their father was with them.

Depression

Staring at the growing lump that was her stomach, she couldn't accept the fact there was still another part of him with her. It was hard accepting the fact that he would never come back. She couldn't bring herself to throw away his clothes, so she packed them away neatly and put them in the attic. The quality time she spent with her son was priceless, sometimes they would laugh and go out to visit friends other times he would come into her room at night and she would hold him as his heartbreaking sobs were the only sound in the house as she wept silently with him. Making a grave for him was by far the hardest part of the process. Months into her pregnancy, she finally decided to visit the apple tree where her and Gohan agreed would be his gravesite, since there was no body to bury. Breaking down and yelling at the tree as if it were her husband in the flesh, she slowly sunk down by the base of the tree and slowly fell asleep. It was how her son found her…

Acceptance

The birth of her second son was how she was able to fully forgive her husband. Looking at an exact replica of her husband she couldn't help at the irony of it all. He had never really left them; he just found another way to be with them. As her oldest stepped into the room she handed him, and he commented on how much he resembled his father. She looked out the window beside her bed at the beautiful sky and mouthed the words "I love you, Goku." As she was brought back into reality by her son calling her name, she smiled at her beautiful boys. Taking her baby back into one arm, while wrapping another arm around her eldest, she pressed a firm kiss to both of their cheeks.

Hope you all enjoyed that! To the reviewer who requested a snippet with Roshi, don't worry I'll crank that out in a few days. Again tell me what topics/characters do you want in this little series of snippets. Just have them be focused on this particular couple. To the reviewer who talked about V/B I'll see what I can do about it, but it won't be featured in this story. Will probably be it's own one-shot if it gets written. About Codeine, if some of you read that. Don't worry, I was having writer's block because I couldn't get the scenes I wanted to work out and I didn't want it to seem forced. But it's coming together, so it'll either be posted today or in a few days hopefully. R&R

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