A/N: I decided to write a compilation of stories about random father-daughter moments between Gohan and Pan because I think they're adorable and no one else does it! I can only find Vegeta and Bra stories...which are also adorable but, Gohan is my favorite. So, I couldn't find any already written and ended up deciding to write my own!

Each chapter is completely different story. They might or might not be in order. Depends on how I'm inspired.

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Birth of Pan.

His nervousness had died down since the original hysteria shooting through his half Saiyan blood, only moments ago. A calm filled him that was truly unexplainable. Confidence filled Gohan as he carried his wife through the doors of the West City Hospital, chosen for it's easy accessability from Bulma Brief's home, Capsule Corporation, where the Son family would be bunking for the next few days. The flight here was frighteningly anticipated, but ended up being gentle and calm as Gohan commanded control over the mood of his pregnant wife.

She was an already sweaty mess in his arms, but somehow he could only see that she glowed.

Videl had a smooth pregancy, a few extra grumpy days here and there, but overall Gohan managed to take care of his wife with little strain. The few times tension arose, Videl found entertainment from strange foods or the television while Gohan would escape to train, fighting to maintain his potential. The two were flawless for each other, completely different than Goku and Chi-Chi or Vegeta and Bulma. Both of their relationships seemed to revolve around each person, Goku seemed like the only one willing to give in to what the other wanted. And even then Goku did alot without really asking... Gohan and Videl seemed to live to please the other while still living their lives the way that would make themselves happy. Something was special about the relationship. Sometimes Gohan thought it was the amount of humanity in him, maybe Saiyans weren't creatures to have meaningful relationships? And Gohan being half human held a more human outlook on love, marriage, and well, reproduction than his Saiyan father and friend. If you could really call Vegeta a friend.

Gohan had prepared tirelessly for the new arrival of their new daughter. Daughter. Gohan was terrified of the little girl who wasn't even in existence yet. His mind thought of her without ceasing. Pan, they'd decided to call her. What was she going to be like? Would she get a real childhood that Gohan never had? Would she be strong, with Saiyan blood within her? Would she be as stubborn as her mother? As natually innocent as the Son's? Would she try to grow up too fast? What would her hobbies be? Will she have the strong will of her mother, or the calm contentment of her father? Will the seemingly constant trait of heroism be passed on to her? Would he ever allow her to date? He had no doubt that she would be beautiful... What would she want to be when she grew up? What would she dream of for her life? What would she be passionate about? Will she be a daddy's girl? Will her mother be her best friend? Will she ever want to go to father daughter dances? What if she wanted nothing to do with him? He tortured in his wonders, Will she love me?

Videl had always attempted to calm her husbands obsessive thoughts, knowing that he would never let any of them go until he saw her face. She worried for his unnecessary stress, but also found his desperate desires to be precious. All he wanted was to be a good daddy. Which she knew he would be. Gohan was the perfect man and a wonderful husband, always gentle and pure at heart while still managing to have more power than any of creature on the face of the earth, and more than likely the universe too.

Gohan placed Videl down to sit in a wheelchair, then walked towards a nurse who was already headed for the couple.

"My wife is in labor."

"Alright, let's take her to a room and get you checked in. Your names?"

"Gohan and Videl Son."

The nurse's interest was caught at their names, a reaction Gohan and Videl got everywhere they went. Videl had been famous for most of her life and the Son name had become a symbol for martial artists everywhere, even collecting fame upon non-fighters.

"As in Goku Son, and Videl Satan...Hercule Satan?"

"Yes, those are our fathers."

"Wow!" The nurse had gotten them into a room and left to go retrieve a clip board of papers for Mr. Son to fill out while Gohan himself lifted his bride onto the hospital bed.

"There's no escaping them is there?" Videl spoke quietly, in slight discomfort but otherwise calm.

"Pan Son, the granddaughter of champions." Gohan smirked at her, glowing internally with pride for his daughter.

Two nurses returned, one obviously less experienced than the other. The original nurse, being the elder, gave Gohan the clipboard and told him to place it in it's designated spot outside of the door when he finished. She revealed that the second nurse was her aide and that she was going to be their main nurse for the rest of her 12 hour shift.

Gohan desperately hoped it wouldn't take that long.

Pain struck Videl and Gohan looked at her woth worry, but merely reached for her hand that she would have somthing to release all her tension on, without a chance of him even feeling any pain. During the next thirty minutes Gohan finished the paperwork, Videl had an IV attached to her hand by the nurse's aide, and their doctor had examined Videl's dilation underneath Gohan's heavy guard. Now there seemed to be a time of peace in the room as it seemed Videl still had a few hours to go.

"Gohan, can you call my dad for me? And tell him we're here?"

"Oh! Yeah, I should probably call my mom too. Maybe Bulma too... She'd be really mad if I left her out of this."

Videl's eyes showed her humor at his statement as he grabbed her cell phone from the table near her bed and dialed the first set of numbers.

"Hello? Videl?!"

"Hey, Hercule! It's Gohan. I'm calling ot let you know that we're at the hosiptal in West City."

"WHAT? PANNY'S COMING?!"

Gohan smiled widely. "Yes, yes she is."

"I'M ON MY WAY!"

-click-

"He seems excited. He he.. Alright, now mom..." Videl watched Gohan as he spoke and waited to listen to his end of the next conversation.

"Gohan? Videl? Any news?" Chi-Chi answered, anticipation already in her voice.

"Actually, yes mom, We're at the hospital in West City now."

-click-

Gohan looked over to Videl, chuckling to himself. "She hung up!"

"She's probably running around looking for Goku to Instant Transmition her here!" Videl slipped a smile onto her face, though she was already very tired. It was getting late and it seemed as though it might end up being a sleepless night.

"You should try to sleep now, while you can. I'll handle our families."

Videl tried to fight her heavy eyelids, but no matter her current discomfort, her exhaustion won her over and she drifted into a heavy sleep. Gohan smiled, this was a moment he would never forget.

"Would you like to hold her now, Gohan?" Videl had been sleepily holding her daughter for only a few minutes as Gohan watched them in awe. Pan was the spitting image of her mother. He was already under complete control of Videl's blue eyes and now Pan had a set to match. His mind registered her question with a delay, and a wisp of fear flushed through his body. She was so small and he was so big and dangerous...

Without waiting for his answer she held the baby girl away from her signalling it was his turn. Gohan moved quickly out of the irrational fear of the tiny baby falling since she was no longer pressed against her mother's body on the bed. His hands encircled her body and after a frozen few seconds, he moved her to rest in his arm against his strong chest just as he'd watched his wife do before him.

She was an angel. His heart felt like it was no longer inside of his body, but in his arms. His daughter looked around the room sleepily for a few moments before setting her gaze on her father. They stared at one another blankly until finally little Pan broke out in a smile. Gohan's heart filled with a love he'd never felt in all of his life. He smiled back and gently stroke her smooth cheek. She reflexively wiggled and grabbed onto his finger. She'd captured him in more ways than one.

"Daddy loves you, Pan."

Videl's smile widened watching her beloved rock of a husband hold their delicate prized possession. This is what perfection feels like.

The doors to the waiting room finally pushed open and the face everyone wanted to see was there. Chi-Chi and Hercule were pacing on opposite sides of the abundantly seated room, while Goku and Bulma sat in chairs patiently. Trunks and Goten were hovering up against the ceiling, planning to execute their newest trap onGoku when all eyes turned to the man at the doors that lead to the patient's rooms. Gohan emerged with a smile wide on his face, glowing with the pride of a new father.

Smiles struck each face in the room without Gohan speaking a word, and they all rose to their feet or stepped forward...or landed in Trunks and Goten's case.

"Two at a time. Mom, Hercule." Was all Gohan spoke, turning to hold open the door for him. Then he moved forward to find a sit next to his father and Bulma, his smile never leaving his face. The two looked at him with their own smiles.

"What's she like Gohan?" Bulma spoke, eager to peek into her god-son's feelings.

"Perfect. She looks exactly like her mother. They have the same eyes." Gohan's seemed far off, like they never stopped watching his daughter.

"They've got you forever then, huh kid?"

They all grinned.

"Congratulations son."