-1Well this is it the last chapter. Thanks to all those that reviewed my previous chapter. I hope you enjoy this, I know I enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer:- For the last time for this story. I do not own DBZ or any of its characters they belong to Akira Toriyama. I do however love it!

Chapter 11 - Beginning of the end part 2

Vegeta wandered through the maze of corridors. Occasionally he would call Bulmas name in hope she would answer. So far it had been futile but Goku and Krillin were checking other areas, hopefully they would find something. He was however becoming increasingly frustrated. He'd opened doors and traipsed through corridors for about an hour now and every second of that hour he had heard nothing. There wasn't even any sound from the front of the building which he had passed a few times after getting lost and doubling back. This meant they were still alone, there was at present no sign of police backup. They didn't really need it but Vegeta had asked for it purely so they could stop him murdering Yamcha. Sighing he called Bulmas name.

He turned as he heard hurried footsteps heading his way. A man rounded the corner and attacked Vegeta. The fight was over in record time, truth be told it wasn't even a fight. The man had charged Vegeta and Vegeta had used the mans own momentum to spin him head first into a wall. His skull had split with a sickening crack. Vegeta looked down at the man and took the gun from its holster. He checked the safety and then pocketed it. He wandered off In a general direction, indifferent to the mans fate. All he had seen was a squashed nose in any case. He cupped his hands around his mouth.

"BULMA!" He growled at the lack of reply.

Maybe she can't reply, maybe you're just drawing unwanted attention to yourself. Or maybe this shouting is putting Bulma in more danger. You didn't think of that did you?

No, he didn't think of that and took the time to give himself a mental slap. If anything happened because he was shouting he would never forgive himself. He continued down the hall in silence, his footsteps the only sound. He said a brief prayer to Kami that he or one of the others found her in time.

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Bulma frowned. Whoever was calling her name had stopped. Her anger rose.

"Shout you bastard!" she screamed.

She regretted it a moment later as Yamcha rounded the corner.

"Who are you shouting for?" He hissed "Are you hoping for your flame haired knight? Well good luck. I suppose the men I hired will be having some fun with him, maybe I'll leave the same fate for you."

Bulma was trembling but not in fear it was in anger. How did he become this sick?

"Arrrgh!" Bulma shouted determined to put up a fight "You…you fucking bastard! You shit spewing, camel humping, sadistic, mother fucking son of a bitch! How dare you!"

Yamcha looked shocked, mouth open and eyes wide, he hadn't expected her to put up this much of a fight. He thought he had her subdued, under control and unable to fight back.

"Why have you got me here!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? Kami I wish I'd never married you, I should have just stayed with Vegeta and married the man I love but NO! You convinced me I'd be happier away from him, sure he never showed much emotion but at least he didn't kick the crap out of me for his own AMUSEMENT!!" She sniffed and thought for a second "The sex was better to!"

Yamcha was furious, he had gone through all this trouble. He put up with her for seven years and then got her here and she had the audacity to shout at him. He lunged for her.

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Vegeta raced down the corridor as he heard the shouting. Bulma was really letting rip into some poor sap. He was hoping it wasn't Yamcha but either way the shouting would certainly attract him if it wasn't him. He started to be able to make out a few words as he got closer. It was Yamcha she was shouting at. He sped up and spotted Goku as he turned a corner. He was running towards the noise as well a determined look on his face. They screeched to a halt as a tirade of armed men blocked their way.

We either go around or through.

The decision was made as a man to the right let out a strangled cry and hit the floor. The other men ignored it but Vegeta looked to see Krillin step over the mans prone figure.

I guess we go through.

He smirked and charged the men, Goku right behind him.

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Bulma squealed and dodged out of Yamchas reach. It was close but she set off running again before he had time to see which way she went. She ran faster than she thought she could and raced around corner after corner. She stopped suddenly as she nearly ran into what could only be described as a melee. Bodies flew and random gun bursts could be heard.

I have to get through. She stepped forward I'm going to get shot! Kami protect me.

She stood on the edge of the melee and took a deep breath. She moved forward but was promptly pulled back. She swung around, palm open to deliver a slap. It was stopped and she looked up to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Vegeta! You came for me!"

He nodded and released his grip on her slapping arm, the other he held firmly but gently.

"You need to get out of here" He whispered.

She shook her head as the fighting slowed behind her. Eventually it stopped and she turned to see Goku and Krillin stood in the middle of the hall. She gave a dazzling smile to her rescuers and had a good look at all of them. They were all dishevelled, ripped clothes, cuts, bruises and blood. Krillin even had a tooth missing and Vegeta had a bullet graze on his upper arm. She touched the wound gingerly as tears welled in her eyes. She held them back as much as she could.

"Bulma" Vegeta said softly "We need to go."

She shook her head again and tore a strip of cloth off of her pyjama top. She tore a bit high and exposed the bottom of her sports bra. Good thing I wear a sports bra to bed. She wrapped the cloth tightly around Vegetas wound and tied it.

"How touching" A voice sneered from the end of the hall "I see my men didn't hold up to much. It's a shame but they were expendable."

Vegeta pushed Bulma behind him and stood facing a wide eyed, crazy looking Yamcha. He looked totally different to the healthy man they knew and Vegeta, though he'd never admit it, was slightly creaped out. Jail had not been friendly to him at all.

"Bulma come on we got to go." Goku coaxed as he tried to pull her away from Vegeta.

She clung to him tighter and refused to move.

"He's going to have to fight Bulma. You need to get out of the way." Krillin whistled as he spoke, the missing tooth making him sound strange to Bulma.

She still held on tight to Vegeta and refused stubbornly to move away. Vegeta gently took her arm from around his waist and pushed it behind him. He spoke never once taking his eyes off Yamcha.

"Bulma listen to me. You need to get out of here. Go with Kakarott and Krillin, they'll look after you."

"No!.."

"Don't argue this time. Bulma, little one, I need you safe right now. Go with them…please."

He pushed her backwards gently, his hand on her midriff. Goku pulled her back to a safer distance and started to leave the area. She turned in Gokus grasp.

"Be safe" She whispered.

She didn't know if Vegeta had heard her or not but once she rounded the corner there were two sets of shouts and a thud. Goku picked her up bridal style and ran the rest of the way to safety.

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They charged at each other. Punching, kicking, dodging and blocking. Vegeta threw Yamcha into a wall with a shout of pure rage. He was up quickly though and attacked Vegeta in a frenzy. "She's mine" He hissed and Vegeta punched him in the nose. It burst like an over ripe fruit and Yamcha backed up, breathing through his mouth. His craziness seemed to have leant him strength as he wasn't as hurt as he should have been. Yamcha wiped the blood from his mouth in order to breath better and Vegeta kicked him in the abdomen. Blood flew from Yamchas mouth and he collapsed into a coughing fit. The punch Vegeta aimed was blocked and Yamcha delivered a few good hits sending the gun flying from Vegetas pocket. Vegeta growled and regained the upper hand. He pummelled Yamcha, hitting every piece of body he could find. He doubled his efforts as a flash of Bulmas scared face entered his mind. He remembered holding her the previous night when she cried in his arms, terrified. He had failed to protect her then but now, now he would avenge her. He screamed wordlessly as he smashed his fist into Yamchas chest repeatedly. He heard a crack and moved onto the face but he was pushed off roughly. A plain faced man stood above Yamcha, pointing a gun at Vegeta.

He looked to Yamcha to see the gun he had dropped held firmly in his left hand. He was struggling to breathe but seemed determined as hell. Vegeta shifted to his knees.

"Don't fucking move" Yamcha growled, low and dangerous.

The plain faced man wasn't saying anything, just watching. His gun held loosely at his side. He looked almost disgusted and then he lifted his gun and pointed it at Yamcha.

"Drop it!" His voice was full of authority but Yamcha ignored him. "I said drop it!"

"No" Yamcha hissed and began to pull the trigger.

A shot resounded through the halls and Vegeta covered his ears. After a moment he looked up and checked himself, he wasn't shot. He looked over at Yamcha to see him slumped on the floor, blood pooled in a circle around him. The plain faced man walked over to him as police burst into the corridor.

"Mr. Ouiji. My name is Detective Ramirez. I was assigned to this case when we heard some rumours about a kidnapping."

"Why didn't you stop it?" Vegeta asked anger rising.

"When we heard the rumours it was to late to stop it so we or more accurately I infiltrated and got myself hired as a guard."

"Well you did a shit job!" Vegeta shouted as he rose to his feet.

"Mr. Ouiji…Mr."

Vegeta walked away and found his way out of the mansion. If he'd have stayed he would have hit the Detective and been up on assault charges.

He scanned the outside area, looking for Bulma. There she was, her face tear streaked and worried, being talked to by a paramedic. Her head rose as she heard footsteps. He smirked at her as she ran forward and flung her arms around his neck, fresh tears cascading down her face. He gathered her up in his arms and swore there and then never to let her go again.

He let her down gently but kept hold of her shoulders. He stared into her eyes after scanning her for injuries. She smiled and it lit up her face.

"You always used to look at me like that." She noted "I've missed it."

He shook his head and smirked "You just didn't look hard enough."

She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Standing on tip toe she reached up and kissed him. He deepened it and they stood there for five minutes in their own little world.

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Goku and Krillin looked on from the ambulance they were forced into.

"I guess they're back together then." Krillin whistled.

"Yeah" Goku nodded and then brightened up "I wonder if they'll have kids"

A/N:- Oh my God! That's it it's finished. I feel so sad and yet so proud. Let me know how you guys liked it. Review.

Love you all…..Sinthetic