Chi chi set it back down, sighing at her failure to help Bulma even a little, she turned and headed to the door, "Ill feed the boys." she said as she slipped past Vegeta, he said nothing but watched her.

The woman was a true harpy and there had been multiple trials in her life and as he had become 'softer', he hated to admit, from his time here on earth he had assisted her at the request of his mate, many times with Gohan as he grew and Goten may as well have been considered his own for all the time and rearing that he had put in during Kakarot's absence.

"You should inform Kakarot that Bulma's mother has prepared rooms for the night." his rough voice sounded no different from normal. But the words had Chi-chi pausing, a tiny smile escaped her, knowing this was his way of offering thanks for everything that had been done on her family's part, she nodded and said, "Ill tell him now." she turned and proceeded down the hall.

Vegeta entered the bedroom he and his wife shared. Closing the door behind him, his wife had calmed herself from the panic attack it appeared she was developing in Chi-chis presence, the woman knew he wasn't one for hysterics and she was not one to show herself as weak especially in front of him.

He paused at the side of the bed and observed her, she wouldn't look at him, "Do you now intend to starve yourself, Onna?" he questioned her stoically.

Bulma simply closed her eyes and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly she looked at him. "What do you want Vegeta?" she asked wearily, the despondence in her voice both irked and unnerved him.

"A good many things Onna, a good many things. But I'll start with you first in taking nourishment" he said as he crossed his arms. Bulma sighed and looked away from him. "I'm not hungry." she said despondently.

"Too bad," he resounded quickly. "You have eaten nothing since the last evenings meal and as expected are too weak and feeble to be of use to anybody. Your intellect is necessary if we are to recover Bra... so, you WILL consume this slop" he said as he lightly jolted the dish, "You WILL remove yourself from that bed and you will WILL make yourself available to both your father and his dependents who endeavor to replicate your blasted contraption, or I WILL do it for you". His voice had lowered menacingly.

Her eye's flamed, "Don't threaten me Vegeta!" she hissed. "There is nothing that can be done until the parts are fitted and placed! Not to mention obtained!" she sneered at him.

"All of which can be achieved quicker with the hands and mind of the original artificer." he replied sarcastically. "And let us not toy with one another 'Onna'. You believe it no more a threat than I, for we both know I Will remove you from that bed and convey you to your lab , nourishment be dammed." he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Your just enough of a bastard to do it too." she sneered at him.

"Three minutes Bulma." he stated and indicated with what would originally be seen as an 'ok' hand gesture, "Your welcome for that", he said and turned to leave the room.

Bulma sat in the dark room, her chest heaving from frustration, fear and worry. She felt the tears coming on again and swiped at them angrily, irritating the wounds on her knuckles. She took a deep breath, looked back at the collage photo and sighed, then she reached over for the soup Chi chi had left.

Vegeta tossed the last disc onto the fire and crouched down beside it to stare into the flames. His eyes shifted up to view the child through the flames, even from this distance it was obvious she was soaked and though not freezing the weather had chilled.

Sitting upright in a fetal position, with her head on her knees, her long blue hair hung limply about her form. He sneered at her and then turned his attention back to the remaining parts of the fish. Spearing a few more pieces he tossed them onto the fire to join his own speared fish.

Too often as a child in Frieza's army had he experienced days with nothing to eat, it was back then that he had sworn when he commanded his own army there would be no lack of food, not to mention there would be no children present. They took too much work.

Vegeta pushed himself up and turned to go and relieve himself.

Bulla had heard his movements and looked up to see him walking away and towards the other side of the mountain. Bra looked over in the opposite direction to where 'Gooby' and her doll lay on the ground.

She stood and took a few steps forward, trying to glance her father behind the mountain, she couldn't see him at all. She took a few more steps, still no view of him, she then took off running towards her toys, her doll that was closest and her stuffed rabbit a few feet farther from it.

"Going somewhere?!" was all she heard before a bright light flashed in front of her and the ground exploded around her, she screamed and fell to the ground.

Vegeta hovered a good distance over her, arm still held out and palm splayed from the blast, "I...I want.." she cried pointing in the direction of her toys. Vegeta was on her before she could finish, grabbing her overall straps and hauling her back. "St...Stop, please!" Vegeta again ignored her pleas and drug her along with him back to the fireside.

He marched past the fire and over to the semi enclosed area, Bra's crying was silenced only by the abrupt halting of her father and the loud blast that was her father shooting ki from his palm. There was a large dirt cloud and debris that flew about her, she turned her face into his side to protect herself. After a few moments he jerked her to stand in front of him and took her face in his hand, "Look," he said gripping her chin to force her gaze. "Try that again and this is where you will stay until I require your presence." Bra was staring at a steep crater, more like a hole really in the ground, that was about 20 feet deep.

"No! no...no. I don't want to go in there!" she cried pushing herself back away from the hole, she was only pushing herself up against him in her struggle and panic.

Vegeta sneered and jerked her around, "Then I'd advise you remaining still, until given an order." He hauled her over to the fire and forced her to the ground, she immediately pushed herself up to look at him, she was crying, it seemed that was all she really did. Vegeta sneered at her again and then walked around to the other side of the fire, he crouched down and retrieved one of the limb skewers and threw it at her "Eat."