Chapter 11: Accused

A/N: Been awhile, but were here again with another update. Thanks to Lilacsbloom for betaing we all know I need it.

Darkness… it wasn't cold like imagined. No it was warm, inviting almost comforting like a blanket had wrapped around their body and didn't let go of them.

Muffled voices came and went next as their body hung in limbo. Garbled words that started and ended nowhere.

It took awhile until a steady low flat beep that repeated over and over. It was coming every second, as a beep, beep, beep.

So heavy, so tired… they managed as opening their eyes seemed draining enough. Curling fingers was too much of an effort, even talking was impossible.

But there was no impossible… not in their life. Wait… where am I?

Focusing their senses to feel the world around them. They were on a bed, sheets covered their body.

The smell of linens, bleach, and sterile equipment came next.

Figuring out the rest didn't take long either. I'm in a hospital. How? What happened?

Then a mental slap came across her face, her body wasn't 'normal' she felt a portion of her weight gone. A part of her that she had been carrying for months on her stomach was completely gone. No… no… With the same ferocity that had made her into a powerful weapon she reached deep down inside that willpower that made her Mrs. Black.

Chi-Chi's right eye fluttered and opened slowly. A brown half lidded gaze that was blurry and crusted with sleep falling to the side. She saw that without a doubt she was in a hospital. Slowly her head turned and looked at her stomach.

[***]

Krillin rushed inside the hospital, Yamcha lagging behind as he beat off his duster from his head. The winter weather wasn't doing him any favors as he shook off all of the snow covering him.

Making his way towards the receptionist, his badge already out. "Detective Krillin." He stated quickly before heading down the hall towards the isolation units.

Yamcha keeping a more leisure pace as he flashed his own badge and a smile to the cute girl behind the desk. "Detective Yamcha."

He didn't wait up as Krillin saw the two plain clothes and several members of the doctors staff outside. Though he opened his mouth to start asking questions-

"Give me back my baby or I'll rip your heads off!" A high pitch voice shrieked, those by the door stood wary not willing to go inside or press further into unsafe territory.

Their guest had a reputation, but they didn't know more than she had a criminal past. That information belonged to fewer and fewer people. The housing of Mrs. Black was one of utmost secrecy, but more importantly…. Safety.

Flashing his badge again Krillin made his way inside the room, there struggling with the ki restraint cuffs around her wrists preventing her escape didn't stop her greater than normal human strength from thrashing violently like a hellcat.

"You sorry bastards, you'll pay for doing this to me! You don't realize who-"

Slamming the door shut Krillin quickly looked at the woman whose tongue was silenced as her eyes changed and shifted, recognition quickly coming to the surface in her eyes. It was the man from the party, he put cuffs on her before everything went dark.

"You. It was you!" Her anger and ferocity amplified quickly.

Krillin sighed, great. Pulling out a small device from his coat pocket he pointed it at Chi-Chi as she continued to scream and yell at him. A simple push of a button was all it took.

Chi-Chi's energy drained away, falling back against the hospital bed as she lost that ability to fight and scream.

Putting the small device back in his pocket Krillin walked towards his suspect and victim. Grabbing a chair he pulled it over and sat down several feet from her bed. "When you're calm let me know so we can talk Miss Chi-Chi Mao."

Panting for a moment Chi-Chi's strength slowly returned. Whatever had just happened to her didn't last very long as she looked at the man in the chair with a sneer. "Give me, my baby." She demanded in a low threatening growl.

"I'm sorry Miss Mao, but-"

"Give him to me now!" She shrieked watching the man pull the device out back from his pocket. "If you hit that again I will-"

He pushed down again and Chi-Chi was instantly set back down on the bed. I had hoped today wouldn't have gone like this…

[***]

Yamcha leaned against the wall by the windows of the hospital room a cigarette in his mouth slowly burning as he watched the way Krillin struggled to try and reason with the crazy woman, who was having none of it.

It was two hours and their progress was failing, not that there was really any progress to be made in this situation. A gambit with a psychotic killer? What was the point, whatever information she might have would be useless now against Kakarot. He had fall back places, hidden accounts, resources and people he worked for that would love to keep him on their good side.

Eyeing Chi-Chi who kept demanding to know about her baby and Krillin who tried repeatedly different tactics to give her some way to calm down.

This wasn't going anywhere…

This crazy bitch was all kinds of messed up, not that he would've probably been as sane as she was after everything that had transpired in her life. Even still he didn't feel it was really worth doing much more than giving her a life in a padded room as the best outcome for her.

But he wasn't going to sit here and listen to this disaster anymore, "Alright that's it i'm grabbing the kid and bringing him back so she'll shut the hell up for ten minutes."

Krillin's face paled as he looked to Yamcha who headed towards the door as Chi-Chi's voice stopped.

Chuckling, "Yep, that worked now you behave while I get him. No doubt the staff won't like it, but this shit isn't working boss."

He left the room leaving the two of them in muted quiet for several minutes until a crying baby's voice came down the hall.

Chi-Chi's heart jumped into her throat as she sat up looking directly towards the door. The shaking of her hands as they tried to hold secure to the bed railings was evident.

Biting down on her bottom lip Chi-Chi breathed in and out rapidly through her nose, eyes locked as the door handle twisted and the crying became louder and louder as it opened.

Walking inside with a small white blanket wrapped up in his arms, a shrill crying escaped from it as Yamcha kept it tucked against his chest with one arm.

Krillin moved his chair to the side as he noticed Chi-Chi's trained and focused gaze which didn't even blink as his partner came closer towards her.

"See? All good, he just cries a lot and eats just as much as he cries." Yamcha said bending a few feet away from Chi-Chi as he showed her the small face with black hair in short messy spikes atop his head.

Chi-Chi's eyes teared up as her hands tried to reach for him but found resistance in the cuffs still locked to the bed. "My, baby… It's my baby…" She smiled struggling to break the cuffs seemingly forgetting that she was locked up to begin with.

"Okay, he's here and fine. Now can you talk to my partner?" Yamcha said pulling back watching as Chi-Chi's smile turned back into an fierce scowl.

"It's my baby give him to me!" She all but demanded.

Yamcha shook his head. "Listen babe, he's staying right here with me. I don't trust you not to harm him should I give him to you. Besides you're nothing more than a crazy lover of murderer who became one herself. You have no right to any child after all the lives you've taken."

"How dare a bastard like you ever say that to me!"

"Yamcha you should-"

"And who are you?" He said tersely, pulling back more only enraging Chi-Chi more as he took her son further from her. "You are nothing more than a murderer, we have enough charges on you to lock you up for life if not outright put you to the guillotine. What gives you any right to this child? Because frankly you're less than shit in my eyes."

"I'll kill you-! Just like Kakarot will. He won't let this pass he'll, he'll" She repeated.

"Pfft Kakarot? He won't do anything. You were expendable, always have been, always will. He got bored with you like he does all of his girls. You think you were something special because you bought into his honey words and promises. Sorry crazy, but he left you with us, he doesn't care about you, or this brat. He probably figured the two of you would disappear or die, he wouldn't lose sleep over it anyway." He returned to the door and handed the baby to one of the plain clothes outside, quickly directing them to take the infant to the proper ward.

Chi-Chi's face was red as tears ran down her cheeks. "You don't know anything-! He loves me, he cares about me and our baby."

Staying out of it, Krillin let Yamcha do the roll he was well known for, being the bad cop. When appeasement and rationale didn't work, he had to have someone else who understood people more than he did.

"Loves you? If he did he would've found you. You've been sedated for a couple weeks. The doctors had to perform an emergency cesarean on your kid. However, I'm sure you know the truth better than anyone. He doesn't really care about you; he used you, and you in your blind ignorance fell for it without a second thought." Yamcha lit up a fresh cigarette sitting backwards in his chair, grinning at Chi-Chi.

"He does! I'm his girl. I'm Mrs. Black!" She shouted as the weight of so much tension and frustration over a year from all kinds of emotional and physical abuse began to break her spirit.

"So was she," Yamcha said, showing a picture of a woman from his phone to her, "Nice girl, bought by him a few years back… and this one." He flipped to another picture. All of them had images with Kakarot, looking like she did. "Oh these are good ones too." He chuckled showing more and more pictures. "You're nothing special babe. You just got lucky cause we got to you before he killed you."

"No," She choked out. "No, he does. He does care." The tears were really running now as Yamcha tucked his phone away. "He told me he'd let me go, that if I was good he'd-"

"Let you walk away? Go back to Earth? Start your life over, Puh-lease!" He exacerbated. "How many nights did he say that while fucking you?" He released a full breath of smoke in disgust.

"That's enough." Krillin said stepping in but Yamcha held up two fingers, asking for a little more time. Though he didn't like it becoming personal and degrading to the woman, he was making progress.

"Let me tell you something here, Miss. Mao. Don't you remember the life you had before he took you? You were in your studies program back on Earth looking to become a renowned doctor after spending years training under your father and godfather." His entire demeanour and tone changing. "You had a whole life of doing good, saving lives, having a real life until you were stolen away and brought in by that sadistic monster Kakarot."

Chi-Chi felt her stomach twist and knot up at a lot of old memories. Things she had pushed down, kept herself from thinking about…

I'm doing what I have to survive. If I can just make it through this then it'll be fine.

Most of them are bad people. Killing them isn't wrong.

I don't want to hurt.

He really lo-

"Don't think we aren't understanding though." Yamcha's shift in demeanor snapped Chi-Chi from her thoughts. "You were abducted from your home, probably because you were a young woman meant for probably worse."

Yamcha moved a bit closer, lowering his voice and tone another level. "Probably came in like some knight in shining armor? Saving you, treating you like you were the most important thing in his life. Perhaps for awhile you believed every single thing he said, but you know that he never had any intention of letting you go. He made you into what he wanted, and now since you're no longer what you once were, you were expendable."

"No, he wouldn't…" Chi-Chi whimpered. "Kakarot he- I just-"

Yamcha looked to Krillin and nodded. "He left you to die...he never cared about you, that's why you got caught, he probably expected you to die in that explosion or that we wouldn't take you into custody, let alone back to Earth." He came a little closer, "Miss Mao, tell us everything. We can work something out I'm sure."

She shook her head. "I can't. He'll kill me, the underground, they'll know and I can't."

"I don't think they will." The detective continued pulling out a newspaper article from a few dates back from his coat pocket. Holding it up, "Read this."

It was against her better judgement but she couldn't stop herself. "Terrorist attack charity banquet, many injured in blast. One suspect fled, the other…" Just below the title was a black stripe over what was her face. Blood was on her lips, but that wouldn't mean she was dead. No it was the fact that her head was decapitated…

Krillin watched her faint, the emotional stress and buildup from today was evidently too much. "You really have a way with women don't you." he admitted pulling out his own cigarette.

"Well my devilish charm is good for something you know." He snickered back at him. "This news story has been the talk of the criminal justice world. Someone put Mr. Black down a peg. Even though he succeeded with his goal, overall he had been shamed, humiliated with the image of his maid dead on the front cover. An amazing cover up had happened within minutes thanks to Chaotzu's quick thinking that night. Capturing her would never end well, but if she was dead, visibly so, then she was worth more than her weight in prized information.

The drugs she was given that lowered her resilience, to emotional stimuli. It drained of her strength, and left her vulnerable to coercion. Once they had her with a couple shrink's and more interrogation, who knew what the end result might be?

It was still a very risky, off the books operation but so far with their current status and jurisdiction back on Earth there was going to be little interference.

[***]

Time slowly came back to her as Chi-Chi woke back up, still cuffed to the bed but in a different location. It wasn't the same part of the wing she had been in before. She had a window, a small landscape filled the outside air of her window. It really looked like Earth, though she couldn't say with certainty as many worlds resembled her home.

But she turned her head around the room and quickly her heart lurched. Tucked away in a small blanket was the baby she knew was hers. If it wasn't even more apparent with the long brown tail that snaked out the top of the blanket and flipped slightly into the air.

Out of reach, from her hands being restrained. She could still see him. It made her eyes water at the mere sight of him.

He was so precious and the only thing that had kept her spirits up for the longest time.

Kakarot had become more distant from her, less demanding perfection from her and more treating her with indifference in the last months of her pregnancy. His disinterest in her became more verbal abuse, though it was subtle. Her failing to do things on time, proper procedure, or unable to perform her duties when she was violently ill.

'Disgusting, you aren't fit to be my girl when you can't even get out of the bathroom.'

How she had relied on his affections for so long, even if it was all a lie. It was the only thing she had. There was nothing else for her…

A tug on the handle of the door turned Chi-Chi's attention towards it. Yet there was no detective, a woman dressed in more casual business wear. Her blonde hair tied into a bun, and thin wired glasses sat over blue eyes. "Ah, very good you're awake." She smiled, pulling a small hand chart from the table.

"Hello?" This wasn't exactly her most comfortable situation. In night clubs, parties, underground fighting pits. Those were her comfort zones, it was where she learned more than how to survive, but to live.

"Miss. Mao, I'm the court assigned psychologist to see and understand what you've gone through." Grabbing a leather chair she pulled it off to the side of Chi-Chi's bed and right beside the sleeping infant. "I'm doctor Eleanor Fairweather and I'd like to let you know that all of our conversations are recorded per my visitation and will not be disclosed to the public or political officials until the case can be thoroughly rendered by a judge."

"For what?" Chi-Chi asked, though she could probably guess.

"You gained quite a notoriety as Mrs. Black, Black Maid, and other titles in the universe. I simply am here to understand your role in all of this. More or less I want to see and know what happened and based upon my judgments write a report about you and what the best course of treatment should be." She flipped over a paper and removed a pen from her front shirt pocket. "While I'm not forcing you to talk, it would be best if you did. So first-"

"Wait." Chi-Chi interrupted.

"Of course, I should've asked if you had any questions dear. Feel free to ask, though please be warned we have only so many sessions and so little time." The doctor adjusted herself and dropped her hand chart onto her lap. Her hands folded in front of her, giving Chi-Chi her full attention.

"Can… Can I please hold my child even for a moment. I have only seen him once before today, I didn't even know he was born until I woke up or even alive until then." Her eyes looking towards the slumbering babe who remained content where he was.

The doctor looked at the newborn and back to Chi-Chi. "I'm sorry but I can't allow that."

"Please-!" She almost cried painfully. "I won't hurt him, I swear he's the only thing that I have that wasn't taken from me."

Eleanor still shook her head. "It all depends on how our sessions go, his presence here is merely to assure you that he is well. I know that if his well being was in question you might very well become aggressive and refuse any sort of one on one interviews. Though I can assure you, your son has received all the necessary care since his birth and will not be persecuted for your or his father's actions."

"What will I have to give or say to you to convince you that I just want to hold my own child. I never hurt children, I never hurt pregnant women."

"But you never stopped Kakarot from doing it though?"

She looked down at the sheets in shame. "I couldn't tell my master no, I couldn't deny him anything. I was his girl and did everything that he asked of me."

"What would happen if you didn't?"

"It would depend on his mood, I learned quickly not to tell him no. The endurance matches where he would just have me go until I did things exactly like he wanted. They could last a few hours or a few days." Recalling those early days… were painful. But she told herself she could tough it out. That if she made it through then it would get better.

"After that what would he do?"

Chi-Chi gave up what she had, there was only so much she could say. Right now there was only one thing and one thing only that mattered to her. The child, her child. That small glimmer of normalcy, of genuine love and affection. The only thing that was hers, sure she might parade around and do things like a free woman when she was in Kakarot's company.

Truthfully she was always bound to him, never going too far to anger him or ever displease him. Everything was done for his benefit and his likes. The way she wore her hair, what dress and clothes she wore. What smells were in the house, how she talked to others. When and where she made time for him, preparing his meals in certain ways. All of it needed his approval.

Even when she told him she was pregnant he acted indifferent and never went out of his way for her, fully knowing she was pregnant. The only thing he complimented her on when she was packed with hormones, or when her breasts had swollen up a whole new cup size. Her sexuality appealed to him, the fact she carried his child or not was of little consequence.

It made some jobs easier, gaining the trust of targets and infiltrating areas, smuggling in certain objects as well. He used her expertly to get the job done.

She knew that truthfully that was all she was, used…

In her mind body and soul, now she was back on Earth. Treated as if this was all her fault, that she had done this purposely, when no one lifted a finger to help her when she needed it.

What had she done to ask for this? Nothing, she was just an attractive woman who was stolen from her home and world. Sold into slavery, turned into a trained killer and did what she had to survive.

Why couldn't they understand…

Why couldn't they let her have her child?

Why…

Why did this have to happen to me?

R&R please

Kerghan