Chapter: Happened happened - part 16

Happened is Happened - Part 16 <br />
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Hi! <br />
This part is not the last, as I first thought, but the next one is definitely. <br />
So, I don't want to hold you back any longer, have fun reading. <br />
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Part 16: <br />
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Bulma pressed closer and closer to Vegeta as the doctor began to speak. "First I have to say that the test results surprised me a bit. I was astonished that the child survived the smoke inhalation, but that really exceeds everything. I don't know what kind of genes the child has, man could well mean that they weren't human. "" And ... and what does that mean? "Bulma pulled away from Vegeta and turned completely to the doctor. It was clear to her that he must have been surprised, the child was always not human either, at least halfway. <br />
"That means that the child is perfectly healthy.It doesn't show the slightest traits that could lead to a disability (you didn't think a half-Saiyan would let a little smoke get him down that easily, did you?). "" Is ... is that true ?! "<br />
The doctor nodded. "You must have a really good Guardian Angel. Congratulations." <br />
Bulma could hardly suppress her joy. A few tears even ran down her cheeks. A stone fell from Vegeta's heart, too. He hugged his wife and hugged her tightly. <br />
"Then we can finally get out of here." <br />
The doctor, who was about to leave to leave Bulma and Vegeta alone, turned around again. "No, I'm sorry, but that doesn't work yet. Your wife has to stay here one more night to be on the safe side, in case something should happen, but you can take her home tomorrow." The doctor left. <br />
Bulma broke away from Vegeta's embrace and wiped away her tears. "Thank God everything is fine.I was so scared. "" I told you that a Saiyajin is not that easy to get down. "<br />
Bulma nodded. "Where is Trunks anyway? Is he at home?" "He should be there, but he's here. He's sitting in the waiting room. I'll get him." Vegeta went towards the waiting room. There sat a bored Trunks who slipped around in his chair and didn't know what to do and how long he would sit here until his father finally came back. He really wanted to know how his mother was doing. <br />
Again and again he looked up at the clock and it seemed to him as if the second hand was moving in slow motion. Every time he said it had to be 5 minutes, it was one or two. <br />
Every now and then someone came in, but left after a short time. Most of the time he was alone. <br />
Fuck the hospital. They didn't even have anything to play with. He always thought that a hospital was there to make people healthy, but you just got sick here because of boredom.<br />
When finally after half an hour, which seemed like an eternity, his father opened the door, he was with him in one leap. "At last! I thought you had forgotten me and wouldn't come back at all. I almost died of boredom here." "It couldn't be earlier." Vegeta went back to Bulma's room with his son. <br />
"How are mom and the baby?" "Good, very good even, both of them." "Really ?! That's great!" <br />
When they got to Bulma's room, Trunks immediately jumped around his mother's neck. “Mom!” “Well you.” “I was so afraid for you.” “It's okay, nothing happened to me.” Bulma stroked her son's head. <br />
"Are you coming home now?" "Not yet. Not until tomorrow. I have to stay here one more night." "Oh." <br />
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Later, when visiting hours were up, Vegeta and Trunks went home. Trunks went to bed immediately, exhausted from the strain the day had brought with it.Vegeta also wanted to lie down a bit on the sofa to rest a bit, but he couldn't. He just couldn't find peace. The events of the whole day swirled around in his head. Over and over again, only one thought occurred to him that he just couldn't get rid of, no matter how often he tried. He was always there: what would have happened if he hadn't come back on time or not at all? But he didn't want to know the answer to that. <br />
He had to distract himself somehow. That thought drove him mad. On the spur of the moment he got up and walked towards GR. What could be better than training to put all thoughts aside and get an empty head? <br />
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The next afternoon, Vegeta and his son picked Bulma from the hospital. But before she could leave, the doctor had once again strongly advised her to avoid any exertion and to lie down and rest more often so that she did not relapse.<br />
Bulma was happy to finally get home. She was also not particularly fond of hospitals. It only made you sick more, instead of getting well. In her opinion, the best place to get well was in your own bed in your own home. <br />
"So, you heard the doctor. You now lie down a bit and I'll make you some tea (can Vegeta even do that?)." Vegeta wanted to bring Bulma into the living room, but she was already moving in the other direction . "After. I want to have a look at the workshop first." "If I have to." Vegeta didn't reluctantly follow her. He was secretly interested in what she looked like. It was lucky that only the workshop had been hit and not the whole house. A single room was quickly repaired and prepared, but a whole house ..... <br />
The door to the workshop was open. No wonder, after all, no one had closed it. The whole room was completely black and the cupboards and the table were mostly burned down.There was also a terrible smell of burned food, even though the window was still open. “Oh my god.” Bulma muttered and slowly walked into the room. She couldn't believe what he looked like. The only thing that seemed intact were the tools. But they too were covered with a thick layer of soot. “Until they're clean again, oh man.” She sighed as she picked up a wrench, which was then pitch black. <br />
"Be glad that at least they remained intact." Vegeta stepped behind her, "And above all you should be glad that you were intact. That is the most important thing. Everything else is replaceable, but you are not." />
Bulma turned to Vegeta, who took her in his arms. “How could that even happen?” He still couldn't explain that. Otherwise she was always so careful. <br />
"I don't really know either. I just know that after you just left me there, I was totally exhausted and wanted to distract myself with work.But I couldn't concentrate and then took a break. I fell asleep and when I woke up everything was on fire. I really don't know what I would have done if you hadn't shown up. You saved my life! " "All right. And now come on. You shouldn't get upset. "Vegeta gently pushed Bulma out of the room and closed the door. He accompanied her into the living room, where he sat next to her and she leaned against me." I'm so glad you forgave me. I really don't know what to do without you. Everything is finally back to normal. " "Not quite. "<br />
Bulma looked up and made a questioning look. <br />
"I hope you realize that I never want to see Goku again. I have forgiven you, but only on the condition that I no longer have any contact with him or his wife, and I assume that Chichi is you as her best friend anyway. "<br />
Bulma nodded tentatively.<br />
"Good. Wait here, I'll be right back." Vegeta got up and went into the kitchen to make the promised tea. <br />
Bulma wasn't doing so well now. On the one hand she was still happy that Vegeta had forgiven her, but on the other hand it hurt to lose her best friends. But Vegeta was right, that was probably the best. What had happened had happened and could not be undone. She had lost her two best friends, which would probably still hurt her for a long time, but the main thing was, Vegeta had forgiven her and who knew what the future would bring with it. Somehow she had the feeling that she would definitely see Chichi and Son-Goku again and until then so much was going to happen. <br />
Bulma gently put her hands on her stomach and smiled. Yes, they would see each other again, she knew that and who knows, maybe by then the matter had grown so much that they could face each other as friends again.Miracles kept happening, so why not you too? <br />
She decided to check on Vegeta and got up. She left the living room and closed the door behind her and with it the door to her past. She had been beautiful, very beautiful, but an even better future would follow, a future in which she only wanted to be there for her family, for Vegeta, Trunks and the baby. She didn't care about anything else, because what should happen would happen, regardless of whether she took care of it or not. <br />
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To be continued ...., <br />
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even if it sounds like the end, but at least I have to write something about Goku and Chichi and then the right ending comes. This is going to sound a lot like this because the final thoughts run roughly parallel and they both think pretty much the same thing. But don't worry, it won't be exactly the same, just roughly. <br />
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<br />So then, until the next and last part, <br />
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your Chichi_17 <br />
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