Vegeta gazes out the small porthole to the stars outside. He'd never grown tired of watching the stars. He sighs, memories of his mate passing through his mind.<br>Goku stands at the doorway to the small bedroom that held two beds where he and Vegeta slept. He hated to see Vegeta this way, he just wasn't himself without Bulma. "Vegeta... don't worry. We'll find her. I promise."<br>Vegeta turns his head to Goku, not speaking.<br>Goku could see Vegeta's pained expression and he knew it was taking Vegeta everything to keep from falling into a heap and crying his heart out.<br>A little more than a week had passed since they had left Earth and Vegeta knew that they had to stop to gather a few supplies. Food was becoming scarce inside the space pod they were sharing and they needed fuel. Vegeta knew just the place to go for what they needed. He had traveled in space long enough to know where and where not to go. He turns to Goku. "We should stop somewhere soon. I know where to go." He stands up and passes Goku to the main control system.<br>Goku stands behind his friend as Vegeta began typing in a few coordinates to a certain section of space. "Where are we going Vegeta?"<br>"To a place I haven't been to since my purging days. The planet Tranzal. I know how to speak their native tongue, so I don't want you saying anything to fuck it up."<br>"But Vegeta... I want to know how to speak another language. It might come in handy you know?"<br>Vegeta stops to stare at Goku for a moment. "You've never wanted to learn anything as long as I've known you. What makes you think you can learn another language hmmm?"<br>Goku blinks and shrugs. "I promise I'll try."<br>Vegeta smirks. "Well, first I'll have to teach you the saiyan language. Many planets know that language and so it's the first thing I'll start you with."<br>Goku nods.<br>"Come Kakarotto, we might as well sit down. It'll be about a day before we reach the planet anyways."<br>Goku smiles and follows Vegeta to the small dining room.<br><font color=blue>~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~</font><br>Bulma stands naked in a hot a shower that SahlKahn had provided her when he gave her a room to stay in. She hugs herself as she leans her head against the wall of the shower stall. She hated SahlKahn for doing this to her, but she had to cooperate. She knew Vegeta was coming for her, she knew her husband to well. He was coming for her... She only hopes that he would come soon. She looks down at her swollen middle and rests a hand there. She feels the responding kick of her son and she smiles. Her child was growing bigger by the weeks and she estimated that she only had about 7 more weeks to go before he would be due. She sighs. She would not allow SahlKahn to break her spirit. She would survive, she had to... She'd promised herself that she would try to keep her baby as healthy as possible. She sadly turns the shower off. She'd been standing there for more than over half an hour, trying to wash away her sorrow and a week's worth of dirt from her body. She pulls a towel from a nearbly rack and holds it up to her. She had to be strong, even if she was saiyan, her strength was useless against SahlKahn. She knew if she tried anything that he'd drain her energy along with her son's as well, killing them both. She shudders upon the thought and pulls on the long sleeved silken dress that he'd also provided her with. It fit her body perfectly, and even though she was pregnant she seemed to glow with the undying beauty that she held. The silk was a light blue and matched her pale complexion. She only wished that she could wear such a beautiful garment for her mate and not for the monster that held her captive here. She turns her head when the door opened to reveal a small alien girl. She had pale blue skin and amber colored eyes with deep green hair that cascaded down her back in a long braid. The girl looked no older than 14. The girl smiles timidly and replies, "I came to bring you your meal Mrs."<br>Bulma smiles and motions for the girl to come in.<br>The girl approaches quietly with a tray full of different items of delicious looking food to suffice Bulma's saiya-jin hunger.<br>Bulma turns to the girl that wore a thin, long sleeved white dress that stopped at her ankles. "You can call me Bulma and your name is?"<br>The girl smiles. "I am Zelna."<br>Bulma smiles. "Pleased to meet you." For some reason, Zelna reminded her of Zarbon. The strange alien guy who had attacked her and Vegeta long ago on Namek. <i>The girl must be of the same race as Zarbon, she definitely fits the description.</i> "Um, Zelna... do you happen to know a guy named Zarbon? He looks a lot like you."<br>Zelna's eyes widen. "He was my brother... we were separated long ago when Master Freiza gave me to SahlKahn to be his servant. Do you know my brother? Is he alright?"<br>Bulma sighs sadly. "I hate to tell you this, but....your brother passed away when the planet Namek blew up. I remember seeing him, he attacked me and my husband... nearly killing us. I... I'm so sorry Zelna."<br>Zelna smiles, whiping her tears away. "That's okay, my oldest brother wasn't much of a good guy, he always obeyed Master Freiza no matter what. He killed so many people... Later on after I was born, I was told that Master Freiza returned to my planet and destroyed it and took me away from my parents to be bred as a slave. I only knew my brother for about the first 6 years of my life. He was always kind to me, but we were separated shortly afterwards and I was given to SahlKahn to serve him."<br>Bulma leans forward and hugs the girl. "I am so sorry, but if it makes you feel better. Frieza is dead as well..."<br>Zelna smiles. "I'm glad. Finally the universe can be at peace...yet....SahlKahn. He was the second strongest at the time next to Freiza..."<br>Bulma sighs and whispers into the girl's ear. "Can I trust you with a secret?"<br>Zelna nods with her eyes wide.<br> "Well, when I escape. I promise you, cross my heart, that I will try to find a way to bring you with me. You can be free and perhaps you may live on Earth with me and Vegeta."<br>Zelna's eyes widen. "Your husband is....is Prince Vegeta?"<br>Bulma smiles with a laugh. "Hai, he has changed since you first knew him and now... I carry his son."<br>Zelna looks down at Bulma's swollen middle and smiles. "I...I have to go now Bulma, but I promise I'll return to collect your dishes and clothing this evening." She smiles at Bulma.<br>"Oh, just one thing. I hate to sound nosey, but what type of race are you?"<br>Zelna giggles. "I'm a changling. I have the ability to change parts of my body into different things, but it's limited to certain things. I've also learned to manipulate ki, but I can't use it around SahlKahn or he might drain my energy. I...I have to go... Arigatou Bulma, I promise that your secret will forever be kept safe." Zelna slips past the door and quietly shuts it behind her.<br>Bulma sighs, hoping that she can keep her promise to Zelna. She turns to the tray of food that sat at her side. Her stomach growls and she takes the tray to a small table at one side of the room and began to eat.<br><font color=blue>~~~~~Deep Space~~~~~</font><br>"Now say that back the way I told you."<br>Goku's expression twists into one of concentration as he tries to remember what he'd been taught over the last hour. "Are you sure I'm saying this right?..." (Goku just said that in the saiyan language)<br>Vegeta blinks. <i>Kuso, he picked that up pretty fast. Baka, of course he picked up on it fast, he's a full blooded saiyan.</i> Vegeta smirks at Goku, "Correct."<br>Goku grins. "Great. That was pretty easy."<br>Vegeta nods. "Your not as dumb as you seem Kakarotto, I'm impressed."<br>Goku grins, knowing full well that Vegeta had just paid him a complement. Goku was unaware that the lesson on his native tongue would benfit more than he ever thought possible, but for the time being he was content.<br><font color=blue>To Be Continued...