I will never, NEVER EVER, write when I think a chapter will be uploaded anymore… I haven't done anything else than write and eat today, but I do think this chapter turned out as I wanted it to be.

I have used the site .com to find Vegeta's year of birth and the year of the destruction of Planet Namek. I didn't know it before, but Vegeta was approx. 30 years old when Planet Namek got destroyed – according to the site he was born in 732 and Planet Namek was destroyed in 762! So that's what I have used in this chapter to determine the years mentioned in the second sentence.

I hope you're going to like the chapter, even though it's sad.

If any of you have been so unfortunate to have an abortion I want to make one thing clear: I have not experienced it myself but my mother had an abortion and I have talked with her in an attempt to get an idea of how to describe Bulma's feeling. I should have had a babysister, but she only had one kidney and it was not working properly so the doctors choose to remove her because she would only have lived a few hours after birth. Not that it have anything to do with the story, but I just wanted to tell how I came up with the descriptions so I wouldn't offend anyone.

Vegeta was furious. For more than 15 years had he suppressed and thereby forgotten his own childhood. He had never forgotten his father's lesson by killing his mother, but to relive everything was something he had never wanted to do. It had been easy to go on with the hatred towards his parents, but now somewhere deep inside he could once again feel his own childlike love for his mother. And it made him nauseous.

And as if that wasn't enough the kalionian had also gained access to the memories, which he had fought with all his might to keep hidden. Sometimes they still haunted him in his nightmares, but to go through it like his father was sending him away once again only to serve a lizard who enjoyed inflecting pain on him by pulling his tail had been one of the worst experiences he had ever had. As the memories had been played he had told himself numerous times that it wasn't the present, it was all in the past. But it had not made the pull on his tail less painful or the feeling of betrayal go away.

'Damn that kalionian, she was clearly told to only show the woman's memories!'

"That woman has loved your for years, even though she only knew you as the creature your father and Freeza formed. Doesn't she deserve to know what they did to you, Prince Vegeta? Doesn't she deserve to witness, that indeed you are no monster even though people tried to convince her otherwise?" Naklys voice was like needles in his brain. He felt like she tried to force him to agree.

'It's not any of your or her business what has ever happened to me!' He tried to ignore the long-forgotten face of his friend Letuk. He had used his last minutes at Planet Vegeta to search out and kill the traitorous saiyan, who had uttered just before his last breath that Vegeta would become the worst king to ever rule the planet. Everything was as clear as if it had happened the day before. Vegeta had since then never trusted anyone, not even Nappa or Raditz.

Naklys seemed to ignore the turmoil inside him as she said: "Remember the feeling of hurt from when your mother died, Prince Vegeta. Remember how the mental pain could be much greater than any physical. Keep all that in mind while I show you Ms. Bulma's own living hell." She almost sounded like she wanted to torture him.

Vegeta was once again about to yell at her in his thoughts when sounds and images started to flicker past him. 'Living hell?'

"Bulma Brief?" Vegeta was confused by the surroundings compared to the seriousness in the voice speaking to the woman. She was sitting in the garden where he had seen himself get rid of the weakling, who had pestered her. The flowers were blooming, he could hear the faint sound of birds singing and the sun was shining from a clear, blue sky. Right now she was looking in a book with pictures… With surprise he suddenly recognized himself in one of them, standing beside the woman.

"Who are you? This is private property, leave or I will call the police." He could feel how calm she was compared to how he figured other women would react to a stranger standing in their garden. But there was a tiny hint of worry and protectiveness in her, and he noticed how she put a hand on her stomach. Then it hit him. The child. 'It must be a primal instinct that makes her worry.' Maybe she had worried unnecessarily other times, but Vegeta knew, that this time it wasn't unnecessary to worry for her child.

"Please follow me, Ms. Brief." The man didn't seem to be intimidating her as he stood in a blue pair of trousers and a red top, clearly not carrying any weapons.

"Leave, or I will call the police," the woman repeated without getting out of her seat.

"Then I'm afraid I will have to make you follow." As the man started to move Vegeta could clearly tell what he would do. The woman had only just decided to get up and call the police as the man's hand found a pressurepoint in her neck and made her pass out.

It was only dark for a second before the woman opened her eyes and stared at a white ceiling. There was a faint, regular beeping, which Vegeta quickly figured out was monitoring her heartrate. Her eyesight and mind were foggy, which they shouldn't have been if she had just been taken out by the pressurpoint. 'They must have drugged her.'

The woman tilted her head to the side and looked at a person, who wore a white coat and had his or her face and hair covered.

"What… is… happening?" she said with a rusty voice. Her mouth was completely dry and Vegeta could feel how diffuse she was.

"Is it true, that you and several others have left Planet Earth?" It was a female who was hidden behind the papermask, he could tell by the voice.

"Yes," she said and tried to look around. "Can I please get some water?" Vegeta was taken aback by how calm the woman was. 'It must be the drugs. Otherwise she would be screaming like a mad person.'

A straw was popped into her mouth as the other woman spoke again: "Is it true that you shelter an alien at Capsule Corporation?" The woman drank the water and was so occupied by the task she didn't answer.

The other woman cleared her throat before she repeated the question. A bit refreshed by the water the woman looked at her and said: "What do you mean?" Vegeta wasn't sure if the woman was so high on drugs she didn't understand the question or if she just didn't want to answer.

"Is it true that you shelter a being of a race, which is alien to this planet?"

"What is your name, doctor?" Vegeta could see how the woman's question took the other woman by surprise.

"That is none of your concern, just answer the question; do you shelter…"

"Ruth," said the woman and smiled sheepishly. "Then I'll call you Ruth. Now then, what was the question again?"

Vegeta was just as surprised by the woman as "Ruth" was.

"Ruth" turned towards a mirror and said: "Give her ten milligrams of the antidote; she is too drugged to answer our questions." Another person, wearing the same as "Ruth", came into the room with a syringe, which was filled by a clear liquid. The needle was pushed into one of the tubes, which were connected to a drop in her left arm. A minute later some of the fog in her mind lifted and Vegeta was now sure the woman had played high in order to get her mind cleared.

"Ruth," she said and looked at the other woman, who clearly didn't like being called that. "Please, your question?" He could feel how her now clearer mind started to process what had happened and try to find a reason. It came up blank.

"Ms. Brief, my name is Saki if you really want to know." The other woman looked at the clipboard she was holding. "Do you shelter an alien?"

"An alien?" The woman tried to fake surprise, but Vegeta was quite sure her still drugged body couldn't convince the other woman.

Saki sighed. "Yes Ms. Brief, an alien. To be more specific; do you shelter a male of alien race?"

"Why would you think that?" He could feel her panic started to rise as the other woman's question hit right on target. She was talking about him, and the woman couldn't figure out why someone would have an interest in him.

"Your doctor sent us some very disturbing information three days ago." Saki looked at her clipboard once again before raising her head and as her green eyes locked with the woman's, Vegeta could feel dread spreading in her body.

"What information?"

"Answer the question: do you shelter an alien?" Saki sounded impatient but the woman didn't notice it. She was suddenly aware of how she could feel her legs and move her toes.

'I'm not sedated. I'M NOT SEDATED! Then why can't I feel him? My baby, please move, please!'

In earlier memories Vegeta had had an idea of what the woman thought about or focused on, but for the first time he could hear her thoughts as if she was speaking.

"It's because it's not only Ms. Bulma's mind speaking, it's her very being crying out because of the loss of her child. Normal thoughts are easily forgotten but her body will never let her forget this."

"Please!"

Once again he heard her and he could hear how desperate she was as the empty feeling in her abdomen felt like it would swallow her. He knew Saki said something but could not focus on it as a shattering pain raced through the woman's body only to be followed by complete emptiness. After a couple of minutes, where the only sign of life from her was the faint beeping from the monitor, the woman finally spoke.

"You killed him, didn't you?"

A door opened and Saki entered. He hadn't noticed her leaving, which surprised him. "We thought you had passed out, Ms. Brief. Could you please repeat, I couldn't hear you."

"You killed my son, didn't you?" Vegeta could feel the tears stream down her temples.

"I will answer your question if you answer mine," Saki said in a stern voice. "Do you shelter an alien?"

"No!" she screamed and closed her eyes. "No I don't."

"Have you been in contact with any alien species?" Saki didn't seem to be affected by the pain in the woman's voice.

The woman didn't answer. Vegeta could feel how her mind was about to be swallowed completely by emptiness as a familiar voice pulled her back to the surface.

"Dad!" she screamed and started crying again. "Dad, where are you?"

Saki looked at the door in confusion as it was busted open. A group of official looking men walked into the room before the low man Vegeta had seen before ran to the woman's side.

"Bulma, oh my darling, I'm so sorry!" He could feel how the woman's tears were now getting mixed with the ones splashing down onto her cheeks from her father's eyes. "Please give her something to sleep on. I don't want her to suffer anymore right now."

He could feel how the woman welcomed the darkness that slowly started to engulf her as the voices around her started to become more distant.

'What happened? How did he find her?' Vegeta was confused by the last couple of minutes of the memory and he couldn't figure out what had happened.

"I could find the answers in her memories, but she is tired now. I'm sorry, she needs to rest. I can try and find it another day, Prince Vegeta, but I cannot torment her mind anymore or she will go crazy."

Vegeta was about to protest but Naklys put him in a slumber before leaving the minds of them both.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the king. "I will wake them in a moment, father," she said before closing her eyes once again. "Why must people experience such evil?"

The kalionian king got out of his seat and walked to the sofa. He bended down and put a hand on his daughter's forehead. He got a glimpse of some of the things she had witnessed for the last hours and could fully understand why she was as affected as she was. "I know it's hard on you, Naklys my dear, but I knew you would probably be the only one to get the task done if they struggled."

He smiled as his daughter finally opened her eyes. They looked more like copper than gold as the unshed tears made them darker. "Thank you, father."

"I will get a room prepared, so please wake up our guest." The king was about to leave the room as he turned around and looked at his daughter once again. "You did great Naklys. And if Prince Vegeta complains about you showing his memories to Ms. Bulma I will take the responsibility."

Naklys sent her father a relieved smile before taking the hands of the guests once again. As the guards came into the room to make sure the two aliens wakened peacefully Naklys closed her eyes and began to wake up Bulma and Vegeta.

So, how do you think they will react when they wake up? Will they start questioning each other right away or will they try to ignore the fact that they have seen the most vulnerable to ever happen to the other?