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The last time since Pan had seen or spoken to her uncle and Trunks, was 3 months ago. Time went by quickly, in her monotone life. She did nothing but training, working on her skills with Vegeta.

Ever since she turned into a Super Saiyan, their sparring sessions remained quiet. They didn't talk that much, anymore. Sparring, eating, sleeping, for 3 months her life existed of those 3 things.

Pan didn't mind. She was glad she didn't have to talk about all the things they said to each other. They hurt each other pretty bad, that day, and there was no use in bringing the memories back.

Today she had a day off. She decided to fly around a bit, something she didn't do that often. Ever since the virus broke out, the country, and she assumed the entire world, was almost empty. They had lost a lot of people, and it made Pan uncomfortable, flying throughout an empty world.

Keeping her eyes wide open, Pan flew over the ocean. The sun was shining, making the bright day even more beautiful .But Pan didn't notice, as she landed on a small island, wishing her family was here to enjoy this. Last time she spoke to her mother, was on a day, when the weather was as lovely as today.

~flashback~

"Pan, I'm not feeling well" Videl said while collapsing.

"Mom!?" Pan replied, turning around with a frown on her face. Her frown turned into a horrified look and her voice highpitched as she repeated a "MOM!" before she ducked to catch her.

But Videl looked at her with tired eyes and waved her away.

"No Pan, something's wrong. Go away, leave me here." she managed to bring out.

Pan stepped back with hesitation, but shook her head.

Videl took a long deep breath and continued. "Just go to Capsule Corp, and get help. Or warn your father. I'm.. " she panted, and Pan noticed the tears in her eyes.

"I'm hurt." she said softly.

Pan nearly cried when her mother finished talking, but something inside her forced her to turn around and leave. She never realized that was the last time she would ever talk to her mother, but before she could consider anything else, her mother coughed.

"Pan, go!" she ordered and with that, Pan flew away.

Obeying her mothers vague instruction, she headed towards Capsule Corp. Before she could land in the front of the building, she notied a large group op people, crowding the front yard. Several of them had collapsed already, others were crying or screaming for help.

Pan had no idea what was troubling them, but they gave the same ill expression as her mother. Her mother wasn't the only one.

Realizing this, she flew up and quickly glanced over the city. It answered her question, the entire city was overrun by ill people, who were trying to get help at hospitals and research centers. The main hospital was too crowded, so they came over to the Briefs residence.

Pan had no idea what exactly was going on, but staying away from the sick people was an obvious thing to do.

"Panny!" a voice from behind yelled.

Pan looked over her shoulder and saw Trunks and Goten. Before Pan could even comment on the nickname she despised, Goten continued.

"They're sick, so don't get too close!"

She was stunned, because her uncle looked serious. And whenever that happened, it *was* serious. She gave the two of them a confused look and Trunks understood her question.

""They are affected by an unknown virus." he explained.

"But, my mother.." she started, her eyes widing in horror.

Trunks shook his head sadly. "We know. Gohan already went to see her. But Pan.." he turned to Goten, who gave the same painful expression.

"He's ill, as well." Goten added.

Pan gasped, and exclaimed a big "What?!"

A little softer she added: "Is there a cure, yet?"

He shook his head again. "Not that we know of Pan-Chan. That's why all these people are here.. for a cure."

Goten nodded. "And to make it worse, Krillin, Yamucha and the others are infected as well. Staying away from them is the only thing we can do."

The girl couldn't believe what they were saying. All her friends ill, even dying? How did this happen all of the sudden? Why did this happen?

"There's no cure." she mumbled. Goten nodded sadly, looking at his best friend who studied the group of people.

"Dying."

The girls voice was nothing but a whimper, before she blasted off without another word.

~end flashback~

Pan sighed and got up. That's how it all started. It was too late for anything. Too late to say goodbye, or even think on "what if". Bulma and the others tried their best. But there was nothing they could do.

She didn't want to think of it anymore. Instead, she took off and flew further across the ocean. Until she suddenly heard her name.

"PAN!!"

She stopped in mid-air, a frown on her face.

"Goten?"

She turned around, and a smile brightened her face as she faced her uncle.

"Uncle! Finally!" she yelled and threw herself in his arms.

"Don't call me that, damn you. It makes me feel old" he grinned.

Goten hugged his niece tight, realizing how much he had missed her. In his arms, she looked so innocent, like shes did when she was only 4 years old. But he knew, that the minute she got angry, she could be *pretty* feisty.

Pan looked up and formed a smirk. "I've missed you, Goten!" she said accusingly. "You should have visited more often."

Goten placed a soft kiss on her forehead, causing her to giggle. Her eyes twinkled slightly as she looked at her uncle.

Goten was 13 years older then her, making him 34. He looked a lot younger though. He had neglected his looks a bit, and hadn't cut his hair. It was a lot longer now. The goofy smile on his face had made place for a warm, friendly smile. His eyes were always serious, however. The last years had done that to the once so cheerful boy.

He sure was a pretty sight for sore eyes. Pan couldn't help but hug him once again, knowing he was the only replacement she had for her mom, dad, grandparents or anyone else in this world.

He was all she had, besides Vegeta and Trunks.

Trunks.

"What kept you this long?" she said, while looking over his shoulder. "And where's Trunks?"

Goten held his niece close, not answering her question. He was too happy to see her, that he forgot for a moment why he came to find her. Pan flew back a bit and placed her hand on her hip, frowning slightly.

She had become pretty. Goten chuckled to himself. From the tomboyish girl she was, she grew up to a beautiful young woman. She had a small scar, near her eyebrow. Goten hadn't noticed before, but he only made her beauty more intense. Her black hair had grown long, over her shoulders.

The same shoulder on that same perfect body. Her pale skin tanned by the sun. She must have been flying for a while, now. He knew how the early spring sun could burn your skin. He and Trunks had experienced it so many times.

Trunks.

He remembered again. And with that, his smile disappeared and Pan's mouth fell open.

"Something wrong?" she asked softly.

"Is it Trunks?"

And Goten nodded. "He's ill, as well."

Pan nodded, hearing the words she had heard too many times. Every time, over and over again, she had to listen to them. Someone she cared for, was ill. Trunks, was infected.

He would die.

"Where is he now?" Her voice was nothing but a careless whisper.

"At the Capsule Corp. I took him to Vegeta."

"Vegeta!" Pan repeated softly.

Damn. He would loose his son. Now he was just like her. Completely left behind. Alone. She felt them again, the tears. She knew, that upon seeing Trunks, she would have to cry.

Goten placed a hand on her shoulder. "Come with me. He wants to see you, silly girl" he said softly.

"Sure." Pan nodded and powered up.

~

Vegeta looked at the bed. He looked at his only son. Trunks, the brat. The young man was so ill right now, that he drugged him, so he would not feel the pain. Vegeta was crushed. There goes the last one. His last weakness. The last member of his family.

He felt two ki's heading this way, and recognized Pan and Goten.

He sighed, discouraged. He knew the brat would take Trunks' death pretty hard. She always considered Trunks special. She cared almost *too* much for him. And would loose him.

Like himself. Trunks was the only family he had left. Bulma and Bra were gone, and Trunks was the only one left. But he was dying. It was so strange, he never expected thing to go this way. He never thought he'd lose it all to something so small. No fight, no battle. Just death.

At that moment, Pan and Goten stepped inside, interrupting Vegeta's thoughts and facing a dying Trunks.