A/N Hello… this is just a short little story about pan's birth. It's just meant as a sweet little oneshot! Nothing more!
This story takes place in the pause in the end of Dragonball Z, as you probably have guest.
And sorry about wrong English/American. It's not my main language.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Wish I did, but I don't!
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Videl's screams filled the air.
Son Gohan walked back and forth. Almost going fast enough to burn a hole in the ground, literally!
He couldn't do anything to help her and that was a painful, new feeling for him. With all of his strength he couldn't do anything to ease her pain.
Son Goku and Chichi stood beside him, helplessly seeing their son being tiered apart of the screams in the air.
He had walked here for the past six hours and still he didn't hear any sign that she might have gotten better.
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Videl laid gasping for oxygen on the bed.
She had never felt such a pain. It surged through her time after time, and had done that for what felt like an eternity.
Her only hope was for it to soon be finished, and just as she thought that something within her changed.
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Son Gohan just stared. There on the bed laid his wife and… his daughter. He couldn't believe it. He had a daughter, and what a wonderful daughter!
He held her in trembling arms, counting her little finger and toes, feeling the few black hairs on her head and looking into her dark eyes, which resembled his own so much.
He gave her back to his wife sitting down beside her letting her rest her head against his shoulder.
"Now we are tree! You, me and Pan!"
That's it! Like it? Hate it? Or just think it is too short… review! ……Michi
