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Chapter 24

Mother?!!

By

Bulma

O-Ren sat in her chair so she held the papers of Bulma's pregnancy in her hands. The meeting with the Saiyans did not go as planned. She had no expected Vegeta to reject the unsuspecting Mother that was in her possession. She felt a little sad at the fact; but she knew if she wanted to be where she was in the future and teach that Hybrid a lesson, then this needed to be done. O-Ren stood up from her chair and headed out the door to where Bulma slept.

-Bulma!-

Blue eyes fluttered open as the blue haired heiress slowly came to as the sedatives finally wore off. She was hooked up to a heart monitor and an IV as she once slept so peacefully. The beeping from the monitor really affected her sensitive ears as she tried to cover them and keep her stomach down. She tried to sit up, but a sickening feeling over took her as she was forced to lay back down. To her horror, she was dressed in a skimpy hospital gown and in a dark medical room. There was only a door and four walls. Not much lese besides the bed, medical equipment, and a few chairs.

Bulma curled up on her side and gripped the pillow to her chest since it was her only sign of comfort. She brought a hand to her head and covered her aching eyes. Bulma felt the familiar, sickening feeling in her tummy before she passed out as her abdominal was sending pain throughout her body. "I want to go home…" she whimpered to the still darkness. Surely by now someone at the palace would know that she was missing? Didn't anyone sense her distress? Bulma held back a sob as she came to the realization of how much danger she was in. Who would be her rescuer? So alone, so vulnerable in a place full of dark hatred. Just what was going to happen to her now?

Bulma heard the door open and the din lights turn on to save her from being temporarily blinded. She gently lifted her head and looked to see O-Ren come into the room alone and sit in the chair. Bulma couldn't understand the blank expression that was on her façade. Bulma couldn't even sit up. "What do you want O-Ren? Why haven't you killed me yet? We both know that I am of no worth than that to my Son." Bulma weakly spoke from her labored breath. O-Ren didn't even say a word to the coldness Bulma gave her in her tone, nor did she do anything but stare at the woman.

O-Ren sighed as she got up and went to the water basin. She took a cloth and damped it. "Miss. Briefs it is not my intention to bring you and Prince Vegeta into your Son's affairs. I am sorry to say it's the only way he will learn not to go against me. This punishment, I'm sorry to say, is going to affect everyone…even those whom are innocent." O-Ren wiped off the fevering sweat from Bulma's brow. "You don't have to do this. Why do you need him?" Bulma weakly cried out. "Miss. Briefs, I need him to preserve balance in this universe."

"You are not making any sense! What you do, what you have done is evil! How can you life with this guilt?!" "In this universe, Miss. Briefs, in order to gain and obtain a powerful status; we all must do things that are not morally right, nor fair in all aspects. I am sorry Prince Vegeta and yourself was dragged into this mess." O-Ren revamped the cloth and gently took out the empty IV, only to replace it. Bulma could only look up in confused innocence, with unclouded eyes.

"You do not understand Miss. Briefs and nor should you. Let your mind be illusion between right and wrong; it all will make no difference to you. This universe is this universe, no one can change it neither for good or evil. What matters is what your future is going to bring you right now.." "I know my future, so get it over with. Just kill me right now. I know you have a kind side; so please show mercy." Bulma forced herself to lean against the pillows. "I all ready told you before, you are worth more to me in my grasp than out of it. Your blood will not be shed by my hands; nor that of my empire. If fate sees fit, it might be from someone more closer to home." O-Ren placed a soft hand on her tummy.

Bulma could only look puzzled; not sure of what O-Ren was getting at. "Miss. Briefs, you are with child." The still silence returned and Bulma looked from the woman to her hand on her flat tummy which had the tiniest of a bulge beginning to form frightened. Her mouth hung agape and realization settled in over her façade of confusion. O-Ren removed her hand and took the papers from the nightstand and handed it to her. "This is the results. As you can see for yourself, you are not that far along."

Bulma covered her mouth as tears brimmed her eyes. There was no denying it. She was going to have Vegeta's child, regardless if she wanted to or not. With this new information settling in, she began to think of how much danger her child was and she was scared shitless of it. She looked to O-Ren in fear. "Miss. Briefs…there is nothing I can say that will bring you, if any, comfort save this. No harm will come to either you or your baby. However, I will need to train him and re-educate him; but you will not be separated. That is the only comfort I can give you." Bulma quietly looked at her shaking hands and forced the tears back. "With that said, I have more upsetting news. I have…taken the deliberately of contacting Prince Vegeta with this news. I'm sure this will come har-" "He's not coming and he doesn't care what happens to us. I know" Bulma spoke.

She looked at O-Ren, such a sadness expression. O-Ren couldn't help but feel such sadness from Bulma. Again that pregnant silence penetrated the air. "I'm not fool O-Ren. I know he doesn't care about us. So perhaps it's best he rejected us this way than I telling him in his face. He can be so cruel sometimes." "Then I am sorry for your loss, truly I am. But you are pregnant with his heir, younger Trunks if you will. I'm a cruel woman but a woman none the less and that is what bonds us. I've seen many woman more worse off than your condition. I'm truly sorry this child will be a burden to you."

"Burden? No, no, this child…he's going to be my blessing; my prayer…my angel. I could never hate him for how senseless his Father is. I may not see him, or hold him, kiss him, or feel him yet, but I love him with all my heart." O-Ren smiled along with Bulma as they looked down at her tummy. "Then you are indeed a good Mother; even in such a state as this. I will learn much from you." "It's Bulma and thank you." "Well Bulma, get some more sleep." O-Ren put Bulma back down and covered her up. Bulma closed her eyes and let sleep over take her worn out body as O-Ren watched after her.

-Vegeta-sei!-

Trunks had finally came around. When he had awaken he had the worst headache imaginable. He could sense that his Mate and Daughter were in the room with him. "Well do you feel proud of making a fool of yourself?" Venux asked as she came over with water and aspirin for him to take. Sanshi sat in a chair by her Father's bedside, with a guilty face as she was the one to knock him out. Trunks sat up and looked around and did not take the items from Venux. "I have every right to act the way I did. For all I know O-Ren has them under some sort of torture. I have to save her right now!" Trunks sat up straight and looked at Venux with determined eyes.

"Yes Trunks, blindly go in without a plan or even knowledge of what O-Ren expects you to do once you are in her traps. You are not thinking." Venux snapped and sat her items on the nightstand. "Why are you being this way Venux? You are suppose to be on my side!" Trunks snapped back. "It's not about sides! It never was! I'm concerned about Bulma, really I am. But I'm more so about yourself! She is not the only one that is being affected. You were going to throw your life away with O-Ren's trap. You tell us to think, then take your own advice. If you got trapped by O-Ren what do you think that will do to us? I can only fight so much Trunks, and you know that!"

Trunks lowered his head. He couldn't look at her. "I know…Damnit history is worse off and it's starting to repeat itself again…" "Dad, we can stop this! You and me Dad! Shimaru can get us the information we need to plan and we can make things right. Come on Dad, we can do this!" Sanshi moved closer to Trunks's side. Trunks sadly looked at her. "It's too dangerous for you Sanshi." "Not if you are there with me, Dad. I don't want Grandma hurt. Please lets get her back." Trunks sighed at Sanshi's determined face. She was so much like himself. "Trunks, I believe that you both can do this. Make a plan, get your plan figured out, and be safe about this. You know what you have to do, so do it all ready." Venux smiled as she leaned down and softly kissed her Mate. Trunks nodded at her as they pulled. "Then let's get to work!"