Thank you to all those wonderful people who have been reviewing! You guys make my day every time! Shorter chapter this week, couldn't really think of much honestly. It's getting harder to write for some reason. I know where I want the story to go but am having a hard time getting it there. Getting closer to the end though. Let me know what you think.
/Bulma felt very relieved when she finally found the medical center. You would think they would want the hospital closer to the main floor. Now down in some back corner of the basement. Opening the door she was surprised to find it relatively empty. There were only a few examining tables/beds, very few medical instruments, at least that she could see. What surprised her the most though was that there was only one medic on staff. "Where's the rest of the staff?" she asked looking around the room. The medic looked at her, "who are you and what do you mean by barging in here and asking questions like that?" Bulma couldn't help the growl that escaped her, how dare he question me like that! Behind her, her tail lashed back and forth catching the medic's attention. Seeing the colour of her hair and tail the medic blanched. "I'm sorry your Majesty I didn't realize that it was you."
"That's fine. You don't spend much time out of here do you?" the medic shook his head. "No your Majesty. I spend most of my time here and there aren't a lot of patients…but a few of the other medics do tend to contact me for help with some of their more difficult cases." He paused waiting for her to either issue him an order or leave, and to be perfectly honest he was hoping for the latter. When she hadn't done either one the medic cleared his throat, "is there something I can help you majesty with?" Bulma brightened, completely oblivious to the other's discomfort. "I'd like to look at the regen tanks actually. Do you have any blue prints for them?" The confused medic showed her to the back wall where the regen tanks stood and mumbled something about having to find the blue prints as he turned and left the room.
Bulma didn't even notice the medic leave, she was already wrapped up in figuring how to take apart one of the tanks. She was so engrossed in finally taking apart said tank that she didn't even notice the medic return over an hour later with the blue prints. Seeing one of his precious tanks being ripped apart by the strange blue haired woman did nothing to ease the irritation he felt for being sent on an errand that should have been given to some lowly servant, not the places medic. The medic did decide, however, that it was better for his center and his health if he just let the woman be. He then did his best to stay out of her way, while still keeping an eye on her for the rest of the afternoon.
Bulma had finally finished taking apart the tank and was taking a quick break to examine all the parts closely before putting it all back together when she heard a commotion out in the hall. Looking up from the parts scattered on the floor she was surprised to see Bardock holding the door open for Raditz, who was carrying an unconscious Geta. "What happened?" she asked as she got up off the floor. "Not much, just a sparring match." Bardock said as Raditz placed the prince into the tank the medic had just opened. She was about to demand more answers but stopped herself when Kakarot walked in supporting Vegeta. "Vegeta! What happened?" Vegeta looked up in surprise hearing his mate's voice. "Nothing happened Woman, we just had a little spar."
"A little spar? Dende Vegeta, Geta's unconscious and you can't even walk. How the hell is that a 'little spar'?" Vegeta tried to shrug around Kakarot's hold and winced as he did, "nobody died." The men were all very grateful when Gohan decided to show up then carrying Kaida into the center. Bulma opened and closed her mouth a few times before sighing, shaking her head and going back to the tank she had taken apart. "Perfect timing there Gohan." Raditz whispered as he pushed the medic away from the tank he was about to open. "Your woman sure has a set of lungs on here Vegeta." Raditz chuckled as he opened the tank and gestured for Gohan to put his sister inside. "What's with the head thing?" Gohan glanced to where his uncle was pointing. "Oh, she was worried about having someone see her with her hair down, so I covered it with my cape." Raditz nodded, "good thinking." Gently Gohan lowered his twin into the tank, letting out a small start in surprise when his uncle reached in and removed his cape from her head. When none of the other males in the room objected he relaxed thinking that being in a tank has to be an exception to the rule. As Raditz closed the tank Gohan leaned in to watch carefully as the older man turned on the tank.
While Gohan and Raditz helped Kaida into a tank the medic had opened another tank for the king and Kakarot was busy helping him into his own tank. He was rather disconcerted by just how easily Vegeta maneuvered himself into the tank despite his numerous injuries. I wonder just how many times he has had to get himself into one of those and probably in worse conditions. He shook his head and turned to the medic, "how long before they are out?" The medic checked the screens of the tanks before answering, "The king and lady Kaida should be out within a couple of hours. The prince, however, will need an extra hour or so. Over all I believe that all three should be out in time for dinner." The other Saiyans chuckled "I'll have someone send down a change of clothes for them." Bardock said as he turned and left the medical center, fully expecting his sons and grandson to follow. The three men had begun to follow their elder only to be stopped by the blue haired woman.
Bulma watched the men put the three injured into the pods, joking about it the whole time and here she was without any answers. "Hold it!" the three men stopped at the queen's command, turning around sheepishly to face her. Bulma stood with her hands on her hips looking very irate. "What the hell happened and don't give me that 'just sparing' shit." Kakarot looked to his brother and son hoping that one of them might answer…with no luck. "Bulma it really was just a sparring match between the three of them. They just didn't hold back like we normally do, that's all." Bulma continued to glare at the three men, "You're sure that's all it was…?" she asked, the disbelief thick in her voice. Gohan nodded, "Its true Bulma. We were there watching it…" Gohan froze his eyes going wide as he realized what he had said. Slowly as to not attract attention the three men backed towards the door, trying to escape before the scientist blew up. Raditz was the first to reach the door, under normal circumstances he would have firmly shut the door behind him. This time, however, he couldn't abandon his brother and nephew like that so instead he held the door open for them. As soon as Kakarot and Gohan cleared the door the three were running down the hall, not caring about the cowardice of their actions. Hearing Bulma start screaming after them they ran faster, all of them laughing./