Something just followed me in…I can sense it, Bulma thought, eyes darting from shadow to shadow as inconspicuously as she could manage. By separating her younger self from her, she had hoped to find out who the mysterious stranger was actually tracking. And she had gotten her answer. That someone seemed to be her.

It was there in the prickling of the skin upon her neck, the fluttering of her racing heart, the chills up her spine that had nothing to do with the lab she was in that told her of his attendance and spoke of a familiarity that put her on edge.

Pretending to ignore the presence, she walked steadily forward into the lab and right to the main computer. The lab itself did not look all too different from her own. The only notable differences being the five or so coffin looking devices, three of which were open and empty inside and a charred android sitting on the floor not too far from the desk. Bulma blanched and instinctively scooted further away from that end of the room.

Her blue eyes narrowed upon seeing two of the parallel units of 17 and 18. Those monsters that had killed Vegeta, had killed Gohan. She breathed, "So, this is where they were created…"

There was no time to lose. She did not want anything to happen to ruin her chance of destroying the other two that had not yet been activated. With a steely glint to her eyes, Bulma lifted the deactivator and pressed the single button on it once.

Once was all it took. She was well within the ten meters and immediately, she heard a sizzling sound from inside the coffins and a terrible stench rose in two identical streams from their tops.

It was pungent, making her eyes water. She hadn't anticipated the smell of burning plastic and kami knew what else, being so strong. No machine should be able to make such a smell. And it seemed Bulma was not the only one in the room overwhelmed by the sheer force of it.

She heard a small, but unmistakable cough… from the shadows.

In that moment, all she had expected was proven. The flutters in her heart increased, the chills were constant and her whole body felt electrified and magically young again. It was him.

There was only one person in the whole world had those effects on her, even all of these years later. She wasn't sure how he had done it, but she was absolutely positive he had managed the trip forward. The man never could resist a chance to prove himself, Bulma thought to herself reminiscently.

Without turning away from the computer, Bulma smirked and whispered, "Hello, Vegeta."