UGH! I am SO sorry about this freakishly late update! (Hey that rhymes!) I thought I had all of my notes and stuff lost from another virus wiping out my stuff. SOMEHOW... all of my pictures were deleted through the whole process of getting my laptop up and running again, BUT all of my notes and ideas for my stories were safe…? Yeah… So, I was getting on my laptop, feeling inspired to write up the third chapter, when I noticed I still had my original stuff safe and unharmed! I swear I will try to write more this year. This is more of a promise to myself than anyone else. I love to write, but having a busy life gets in the way. Anyway, here's chapter 3!

Bulma stirred in her sleep. She felt overly tired. Everything felt hazy.

"Uhhhh..."

Bulma sounded as though she were one of the living dead coming back from the grave.

"Bulma... Bulma honey... Wake up."

It seemed as though the sound were traveling through water. It was the most unusual feeling. Her eyes were heavy as though someone had clipped them shut.

"Mama...? S'that you?" Bulma's mouth felt dry and sandy.

Bulma's mother smiled. "Yes sweetie. You were sick for a little bit. But you're fine now. Have a cupcake," Bunny replied sweetly.

Bulma's eyes remained closed as she turned her head toward the sound of her mother's voice.

"Where's Trunks? Where's the baby?"

"Daddy took little Trunks and is walking him around the hallways. I swear that boy is barely a week old and he's turning girls' heads already!"

"What? A week?" Bulma exclaimed as she pulled herself up to sit. She forced her eyes to open, but she had horrible sensitivity to light. Every time she squinted them open, her eyes would immediately water up and ache. That wasn't the worst part. She missed an ENTIRE week of her first baby's life. "Mom! I'm a horrible mother!"

"Don't worry honey. It wasn't your fault. Besides, it's been more like 3 days. Trunks is fine. The nurses have tried to give him formula. He's been very reluctant to take it, but he's doing fine." Bunny took Bulma's hand and lightly patted it.

"Okay... I guess... Mom? What's wrong with my eyes? They're really sensitive to light."

"Oh sweetie! Here let me close the windows." Bunny went to the large windows and pulled the shades down. Bunny also flipped the switches in the room off. "There," she said when she was done. "Is that better, Bulma-honey?"

Bulma opened one eye... then the other. She could still feel the reflexes in her face working against her as she fought to keep them open. The light peeking through the sides of the shades stung her eyes slightly, but not as terrible as before.

Bulma's mother came over to her and held her in a tight embrace. Bunny stroked her daughter's hair and placed a kiss on the crown of her head.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"Any... Have you heard anything…?"

Bunny's usual smile disappeared from her.

"Nothing yet baby. But that man can't stay away from his wife and child! I can feel it. He's close by."

Bulma gave a weak smile in response.

"Don't worry about it baby girl. I'll be right back. I'm just going to let the doctor know that you're up now, okay? I bought the cupcakes from a new little bakery that just popped up and those chocolate chip cookies are homemade. Eat up!"

Bulma nodded. Bunny gave her daughter a reassuring hug and left. Bulma sat hunched over while looking at her hands. They hadn't been manicured in a while. She hadn't wanted the fumes of the nail salon to do any harm to Trunks while she was pregnant with him. Bulma balled her hands into fists.

'I know you'll come back Vegeta. You have to. You have a son,' she thought to herself.

Soon the doctor came in with Bulma's mother. He explained she came down with an infection and was given antibiotics. The sickness came quite suddenly and strong . She was given a large dose of medication to kill it, but it also made her sleep. The sensitive eyesight was a side effect of the medicine she was given, and as soon as the medicine left her system so would the sensitivity.

The doctor flipped through his clipboard as though looking for something. He cleared his throat before continuing.

"Also... we've become aware of a stalker trying to get you and your newborn son."

Bulma and Bunny's eyes widened in fright. Well, Bunny's eyes did. Bulma still had a hard time with her eyes.

"A s-stalker?" Bulma asked.

"Yes," replied Dr. Holmes. "But he's left the grounds. Police are combing the entire area. Inside and out."

Bunny moved over to sit on the hospital bed next to Bulma. She took her daughter by the hand and squeezed.

"So then… He got in the hospital? Or was he outside?" Bulma asked.

"From what I've been told by the security guards," the doctor informed. "Was that a man was making threats to the receptionist if he wasn't allowed to see you. He was apprehended but escaped."

"And now no one knows where he is?" Bulma said.

The doctor nodded. Bulma rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Of course they don't."

Bunny's perfect eyebrows came together in worry. Just then a worried Dr. Briefs came barreling through the door. Baby Trunks was sound asleep with a little drip of formula hanging from the side of his mouth.

"A pursuer of some kind is after Bulma and the baby! We-we have to get them home!"

Bulma leaned back to respond to her Dad.

"We know Dad. Dr. Holmes just told us." She turned back to the doctor. "You know, it might be better if we do go home. We have more than enough security at home, add in a few armed guards and we're-"

"Wait a minute," interrupted the doctor. "You've just woken up from your infection. I would prefer to keep you here overnight for observation."

As if on cue, a nurse walked in to take Bulma's vitals.

"Wait, Dr. Holmes. Do you really think that's necessary? We probably have all we need at the compound."

Dr. Holmes looked at Bulma questioningly.

"You have a hospital at your home?"

"Yes. Well, not really a hospital… More like a large clinic, that can treat anything from third degree burns to broken bones." And Bulma, herself should know. She'd treated Vegeta for everything within that range and then some.

Dr. Holmes thought to himself. He didn't doubt the Briefs had a small hospital on their compound; he was even willing to bet it was fully staffed, but he would feel better looking after Ms. Briefs himself.

"All right Ms. Briefs, if you say so. But first… I need to take look at your stitches. Make sure nothing else surprises us down there."

Bulma blushed slightly. "Oh right. Mom? Dad?"

"We will be waiting outside pumpkin. If you don't mind, we're going to take this little pumpkin with us," said Dr. Briefs with a smile. Trunks, Dr. Briefs and his wife left Bulma alone with the nurse and doctor.

Dr. Holmes, very professionally, checked Bulma's stitches. He told her they seemed to be healing perfectly and although she seemed to be fine, he preferred her not to walk for one week and no driving for two. He finished with telling her he would sent down a couple of nurses to help her back to get herself back home.

Bulma stared up at the ceiling after Dr. Holmes left. She grabbed her phone to turn on some music as she pondered a few things. She had a nagging thought that maybe... just maybe... her stalker - as crazy as it sounded- was Vegeta. She giggled to herself as she imagined Vegeta asking directions or even help from the receptionist. She had a moment of realization that hit her pretty hard.

"Hmmm... Maybe my stalker... was my Vegeta..."