I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

The feeling was growing from within her, that feeling you receive when you just know something is about to go horribly wrong. Usually you try to shy away from it or talk yourself out of it, but it keeps creeping up to you, waiting to pounce at any moment. You know it is coming; yet it still catches you off guard. Raw and powerful. The feeling that you could not escape. Her stomach churned. What was happening?

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Was it Vegeta? Was it Trunks? Was something about to happen to the most precious people in her life? Why her? She knew deep down it was not Trunks. Vegeta would never let anything happen to Trunks. He would die to save Trunks. Die to save her. Was the fight about to end? Was she going to lose the man she loved the most? She loved him more than could be described in words. You would have to feel it to understand the intensity and depth of it.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

What was he about to do to save them? Would he give his own life? Now, of all times, when she needed him the most? Was Buu going to tear her family apart? How she wished for her family to be with her now. So that they could be close, so that she could be reassured that nothing would go wrong and that they would be together. She knew Vegeta was doing what he had to do. He was going to save them, even if it took every ounce of his strength and energy to do so. Even if it meant dying.

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to sa

She knew he would never say why he did the things he did. He would never say how much he cared for them. His wife and his son. How much he loved them. What he would do for them, what lengths he would go to. He would never utter the words 'I love you'. He would show her, in everything that he did. Even if he was just watching her.

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

She fell to her knees as the feeling grew stronger and stronger, flowing through her body. She could not bare it any longer. She knew she was going to lose him any minute and she could not do anything about it. She could not accept it. She would not. She knew he was thinking of her at this very moment, she could just sense it. He was thinking about how much he loved them, what he would do to protect them. All she could think about was him. His dark eyes. His skin against hers. His warm touch. His gentle embrace. His kiss. His caress. He could not leave her…

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

The pain washed through her and then it was gone. That feeling was gone. It was silent all around her.

He had done it. He was gone. She just knew. He had done it for her. He had done it for his son.

She did not need someone to tell her he was gone, she already knew, but they told her anyway. This confirmation was the final blow, the final straw. She cried. Her uncontrollable tears were slowly stealing away all her strength. How could this be?

Had he known that she had been thinking of him in his final moments? Had he known right before he had self destructed how much she loved him? How much she would miss him. How much she wanted him? How much she wished he had not done what he did? That she understood? How much he needed him?

He was gone.