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Chapter 4

Doctor Charles frowned as he examined the Sayian examining his wife. This was another reason why he loathed being a doctor, watching the pain in others for someone that they might lose. He sighed and coughed to get the Sayians attention. Vegeta looked up and scowled. "Yes well, Mr. Vegeta, I will just get to the point…Bulma has Amnesia…" Vegeta arched an eyebrow. Amnesia? What in the world is that?

The doctor flipped some papers on his clipboard and coughed. "Amnesia; it's a defect on the memory especially one resulting from pathological cause such as brain damage or hysteria." Vegeta tensed. "She lost her memory? Then that means, she won't remember me…or Trunks. Maybe not even those idiot friends of hers…"

Doctor Charles rubbed his temples and sighed. "I'm sorry sir, she will be waking up in about a couple of minutes. Would you like for me to bring Trunks and Mr. Goku?" he asked already heading out the door. Vegeta grabbed a chair and dragged it next to Bulma's bed. He looked up. "No."

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"Doctor! Can I see my mom yet?" asked Trunks tugging on the Doctors white coat. He smiled weakly and patted his head. "No Trunks, not yet." Trunks frowned and flopped down in his chair. Goku looked up at Charles and nodded. Not yet…

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Vegeta looked at Bulma and frowned. She had a small stain of her blood on her left cheek. He took his thumb, licked it, and rubbed the stain off gently. Why did this have to happen to her? Of all the people. How he loathed himself for not being there. "Never again. Never."

He looked up as he noticed her move a little. She moved her head side to side a few times. She clenched and unclenched her fists slowly. Vegeta gaped. She was going to wake up and she won't remember him! Should he be nice or be himself? Will she freak out because he doesn't have his shirt on? Oh no!

She groaned as her oceanic eyes fluttered open. She looked around slowly and the last thing that her eyes settled on was Vegeta. Her eyes widened at the view but still arched an eyebrow. Her mouth opened but no words came out. She was completely bewildered. "Um…hi? Uh-Who are you? Wait who am I?" she looked down at herself and noticed all of the tubes, a cast, and an I.V. "Ok I'm in a hospital. Why? Whoa look at those muscles!" She starred at Vegeta from chest up. He arched an eyebrow. "Is she checking me out? Crazy woman." He chuckled at the audacity.

"Um excuse me sir? But what's going on? And why don't I know who I am?" She freaked. Waking up and not knowing who you are, isn't a really nice feeling. She looked around for someone else that maybe she could have known but nope no one. Vegeta opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. He was nervous and depressed. His wife doesn't know who he is. That is not a nice feeling either.

"Um-Bulma. That is your name. I am Vegeta your…husband." He starred at her eyes as she did the same. "Whoa I have a husband!" She smiled. "My husband. That sounds nice, and you said my name is Bulma? Bulma what?" He frowned. She didn't even know her name. "Briefs." He stated simply. She nodded and began to sit upright when a sudden rush of pain went through her skull. She cringed. "OW!" Vegeta stood up fast and cupped her face with his hands. "What's wrong?" He asked. She clutched her hair and squeezed tightly. "My head hurts! Agh! What happened?" He began to rub her skull with a little force and sighed.

"That's why we're here…" she looked up at him questioningly. What did happen? He sat down again but was still rubbing her head. Like a mother giving a kiss to her son's booboo. "Well you were on your way to work, and someone kidnapped you. You were completely alone there were no witnesses. They were going to rape…you. I saved you. You weren't raped. Although one of the men dropped you and a ladder landed on your head leaving a river of blood, and that's how were here." He tensed as she placed her hand on his to stop the rubbing of comfort. He looked down trying to hide his shame.

A single tear streamed down her face. Wow, that was a lot to take in. She wiped her tear and smiled. "Well thank you Vegeta for saving me." He tensed as she placed her hand on his cheek. She pulled back quickly and frowned. "I'm sorry." Vegeta looked up. "No, it's ok, it's just that I have…a lot on my mind…I'm sorry." It's true he did have a lot in his mind. How was he going to tell Trunks? He stood up. "I'm am going to bring Trunks wait here." She arched an eyebrow. "Trunks? That name. It sounds so familiar!" He smiled, bent down, and kissed her forehead gently. "He's our son…"

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WELL! Here's chapter 4! I was going to try to make it long but here me out. If I make it long I take forever! As in maybe a week. So instead I try to make 1000 words per chapter so that I could update every day! How does that sound? Sorry if u hate my idea! D: well thanks for the REVIEWS! :D oh and review if u want the next chapt. And trust me next chapt. Is VERY interesting….ALOT OF VB ;D hahahahaha well BYE! :D

QUESTION!- SHOULD I MAKE VEGETA A LITTLE OOC FOR BULMA TO RECOVER HER LOVE? LEEMME KNOW! :S ;D