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Ok here we go Chapter 9. I hope you guys are liking the story so far, this one isn't going to be as long as the other one but we still have a few chapters to go so no worries! Sorry updates are taking so long, its midterm time! But anyways I hope you like it, Please read and review!! Thanks to all who have reviewed so far, you guys rock!

They danced in complete silence; at first it was awkward, the kept a distance between their bodies, but as the second song played Pan readjusted herself and laid her head onto his shoulder. As the second song ended they both broke apart; the crowd on the dance floor changed as a fast paced song had taken over. Pan smiled as she walked back towards the table where they had been sitting previously and sat, grabbing her drink, watching as he sat close.

"Thanks for dancing with me," his voice was low, and a smile was evident on his face.

"Not a problem," she responded with a wink and took a long drink as she glanced around the room for Bra and Goten, letting out a giggle as she saw them making out in the far corner. They were like a younger version of Bulma and Vegeta; they couldn't resist one another and usually there lust got the best of them.

Pan's thoughts were broken by a voice penetrating through her ears; she turned her head to see Bulma and smiled, standing to embrace her in a hug. "Bulma the party is amazing," Pan said into the older woman's ear.

"Thank you Pan," Bulma responded, smiling as she pulled away. "You look great; I love that dress," Bulma said looking Pan up and down, a slight redness began to take over Pan's ivory cheeks. Bulma turned her attention to her son who was still sitting on one of the leather couches, "Are you ready?"

Trunks groaned, "No."

"Don't start, we need to make the speech now before everyone is too drunk," Bulma responded to her son's unwillingness. She watched as he brought his hand up and through his black spikes, which she did not like, he reminded her too much of Vegeta and nothing like her.

"Fine," he sighed, picking up his drink and downing it before climbing to his feet. He turned his attention to Pan who was still standing watching the interaction between him and his mother. "Wait for me?"

She let a small smile form on her lips, "I'll be here." Trunks' whole expression changed those were exactly the words he wanted to hear; he walked over and placed a quick kiss on her cheek and headed off behind his mother.

Pan let out a large breath, falling back onto the leather couch, trying to figure out what she was doing; she still hadn't found out what was going on with him and Cynthia; she needed to talk to Bra before he decided to reappear.

She stood up; taking a glass of wine from the waitress' tray before locating Bra once more. She was about to begin making her way through the crowd to the other side of the room when she heard a female voice call out her name. She turned around and found a tall brunette in a tight bright purple dress and a rather large stomach patruding out. It took her a minute to recognize the woman who now stood in front of her but as she studied her features she realized it was one of her best friends from high school; someone she hadn't seen in years.

"Lauren," Pan smiled?

"Pan, how are you," the other woman walked up, leaning in they embraced in a hug.

"Good, how are you?"

"Pregnant," Lauren responded instinctually rubbing her hand over her large stomach. "I didn't even know you still lived here."

"Yeah I ended up not leaving for college; I just went to Satan University and I live in the city now," Pan smiled before they both made their way to the couch and took a seat once more.

"That's too bad," Lauren said shaking her head.

"What about you, what have you been up to since high school," Pan said quickly changing the subject away from herself.

"Well I went to London for a semester, but I transferred to the states to go to school with Pat," she smiled as she reminisced about her life after high school, "I got pregnant Junior year and we got married, Pan finished veterinary school and I stayed home with our son."

"Wow you and Pat made it huh," Pan said trying to sound interested, "All that worrying for nothing."

Lauren chuckled, "Yes we did; we still live in the states, Ohio actually, and we have two kids and a third on the way."

"Three kids, wow," Pan said shocked, she had enough trouble raising one. She watched as the woman in front of her dug into her purse pulling out a little envelope filled with pictures; her kids were adorable.

"Yes," Lauren glowed as she spoke about her life, "But what about you, what are you doing? Did you marry that guy you were dating; that you were in love with?"

Pan instantly began to dread this conversation; her life was nothing like Lauren's was. Nothing had gone the way she had planned, school, marriage, having a family. "Well I have a son," Pan smiled, the only thing she had to gloat about.

"Really, I never thought you would have kids Pan," Laruen almost screamed, "Do you have any pictures?"

Pan nodded and reached for her black purse; she reached in and pulled out her wallet, opening to reveal a lone picture of her and Chase taken at Bra and Goten's one night. "This is Chase," Pan said turning the wallet for Lauren to see.

"Oh Pan he is so precious," she gushed as she looked at the smiling boy in the picture, "So who's the lucky man?" Lauren reached out and grabbed Pans hand ready to see a large stone on her ring finger but found it empty.

"No man," Pan said swallowing, feeling a sudden oncoming of dry mouth, "Just me and Chase."

"Who's his daddy," Lauren asked surprised? But before Pan could respond a voice boomed over the speaker system and all attention was turned toward the little stage in the middle of the two rooms. Bulma, Vegeta, Trunks and Bra all stood in front of the large crowd and every set of eyes were glued to them.

Bulma began speaking, thanking everyone for coming, she introduced her family and proceeded to give the microphone to her son, the president of Capsule Corporation. Pan watched intently as Trunks spoke; he was so powerful, everyone listened, but she snapped out of it when Lauren began to say something.

"Is that Chase's Dad," she asked pointing to the stage, "Mrs. Briefs husband?"

Pan instantly shook her head, "No," she said her voice loud, that caught her a bit off guard. "That is Chase's father," Pan said pointing to the other side of the stage.

"Trunks," Lauren said shocked, "And you guys aren't together; I thought you two would be together forever."

Pan shrugged, "Things go wrong unfortunately; I need to use the restroom though, it was nice running into you." She quickly stood up making her way opposite of the bathrooms to the back door, she needed air. Talking to Lauren made her realize how off track her life had gone and unfortunately that wasn't a good feeling.

She charged out the door and into the dark brisk air; a chill shook her entire body but she didn't move from the spot she had chosen to stand. Pan sat on the bench, it was so quiet out. She walked forward, down the stone path, her body seemed to adjust, the freezing air didn't bother her as much. She spotted her favorite bench and walked over taking a seat, looking out over the now frozen pond.

She began to think back to high school and prom and the night they all said their goodbyes. They all had different plans for college; some staying, a lot going and a few heading straight out into the work force. She was lost in thoughts of the past when she felt fabric fall around her shoulders; shaking herself from the past she came back to the present, turning her head to see a tall dark haired man walking around and taking a seat next to her.

"I was wondering where you ran too," he smiled, placing a warm hand on her bare thigh, "You weren't where I left you."

"I needed some fresh air," Pan answered quickly, forcing a small smile onto her face, "Its overwhelming in there."

"Tell me about it; I just had to get up on stage remember," he smiled, looking into her eyes, trying to read the unusual expression on her face. "You ok?" He watched as the dark haired saiyan shrugged, and without thought he extended his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his chest.

"I ran into Lauren," Pan said softly as she laid against his hard chest.

"Lauren from high school?"

"Yeah," Pan sighed, "Of course she is still Mrs. Perfect, just like in high school, everything worked out for her," she said her voice slightly cracking.

"Come on Panny, I'm sure half of what she said was fabricated, just like in high school," Trunks pulled away and looked her in the eye, "You really think Lauren has the perfect life?"

"She married Pat, they are about to have their third kid, he's a vet, she's a stay at home mom, they live in Ohio," Pan rambled on, trying to explain to Trunks, but she was taken aback as he started laughing.

"She married Pat but they ended up divorced, they had a one night stand and she ended up pregnant again; she lives with her sister in Ohio because if she moved back here he was going to fight for custody and she knew he would win cause he could afford a top notch lawyer."

Pan looked at him like she had just seen a ghost, "She never led on to anything like that."

"I talk to Pat every couple weeks," Trunks shrugged, "She isn't little miss perfect." Pan sighed and leaned back into Trunks' chest, taking in everything he had just said. She couldn't help but wonder why Lauren would lie like that; but figured she didn't want to let people know how fucked up she actually was; it made her feel better about herself portraying a lie than real life.

"Happy New Years Panny," Trunks said wrapping his arms around her, "It's midnight."

"Happy New Years," she smiled and leaned up placing a soft kiss on his lips; she pulled away and smirked at him adjusting herself to sit upward once more. "So Mr. Briefs, what is the deal with that girlfriend of yours?"

Trunks smirked back, "I dumped her."

"Oh yeah," Pan asked, her attention seemed to be caught by that statement, "Rumor has it she was here tonight?"

Trunks nodded, "She was, uninvited. I told her to get lost though; I seem to only have eyes for this other woman." Trunks stood up from the cold bench and reached out his hands, watching as Pan grasped them and stood up. "Stay here with me tonight."

"I don't think that's where we need to begin Trunks; I think we need to work on being friends again before we try and trek forward," she responded, looking to the ground.

"That's fine. Then stay with me as my friend; you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the couch," he said taking his hand to her chin and lifting her face so he could see her dark onyx eyes. Pan didn't respond, she just shook her head 'yes' in response. Trunks smiled wide and grabbed her hand leading her towards the guest house he was sharing with Bra and Goten.

As they began to walk towards the house Trunks stopped; "Maybe we should just go stay in my old room, I don't know if we want to share a house with Bra and Goten tonight."

Pan eyes widened, "Oh definitely not, let's just go to the main house." Trunks chuckled before reaching out and taking Pans hand; she wanted to pull it away, to keep the friends vibe going but figured what could something as small as holding hands hurt?

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Trunks' eyes opened but immediately shut when the sunlight began to enter them. He cursed internally as he felt his head begin to pound and slowly extended his arm next to him to see if she was still there. He smiled feeling her body and began to slowly open his eyes once again, succeeding this time. He watched the woman next to him breath in and out, she was so peaceful and beautiful when she slept; this was one of his favorite things to do when they were together.

After a few moments he watched as her eyes fluttered open, coming face to face with him he smirked at the startled expression on her face. "Why are you staring at me," she managed to get out before a yawn came out.

"Because you're beautiful," he smirked, taking a piece of her hair and putting it behind her ear.

"Aren't you supposed to be on the couch," she asked rolling over on her back, trying to wake herself up.

"You asked me to stay with you till you fell asleep remember; well I fell asleep too," they both laughed. Trunks pulled himself up so he was sitting against his headboard, he stretched out his arms and let out a giant yawn but still felt tired.

"What time is it," Pan asked from underneath the pillow she had positioned over her head to block out the sunlight?

Trunks looked around the room for the alarm clock his mother had moved from the spot he had always kept it, spotting it he groaned, "Ten."

Pan shot up, "Ten, are you kidding me? I was supposed to be at my grandparents at nine," she swore out loud as she swung her legs out from under the covers, but was stopped when a hand grabbed her left arm.

"Chill out, take a second and find Chase's ki," Trunks said softly. Pan stopped and sat still on the bed searching out for her son and smiled, "They are all on their way here."

Trunks laughed, "I guess Grandma and Grandpa had enough of the kids." Pan sighed and relaxed back into bed, pulling the covers up to her neck and sliding her head back under the pillow. "Wake me up when they get here," she said almost inaudible.

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Trunks' eyes popped open once again as he heard screaming coming down the hall; he sat up instantly feeling for ki and once realizing what was happening he quickly shook Pan awake, "Kids, incoming."

Pan yawned and sat up on the bed and turned her attention to the door as it swung open, Chase revealed himself in the doorway and stood looking at his mother and his 'Uncle' in the large bed, confused.

Trunks moved his left arm and patted the bed, signaling the young saiyan to join them, and he obliged, climbing up into the giant bed and snuggling between the two. "Did you have fun with Grandma and Grandpa," Pan asked pulling her son into a hug.

"Yeah, Grandpa took us into the forest and we got to fight each other and Geta flew in the air," Chase said standing up and jumping on the bed, "He was like a bird and Grandpa told me that I can do that too."

Pan's expression changed, "He told you that did he?" Chase nodded answering the question as he jumped around the bed.

"He said you or Uncle Goten and Uncle Trunks all can teach me," he stopped jumping and flew into Trunks' arms, "Will you teach me Uncle Trunks?"

Trunks laughed seeing the angry expression that had taken over Pans face; he could just imagine what she was thinking about right now. She was planning on waiting until he was a little older before getting into the whole thing about Saiyans with her son, but of course her Grandfather couldn't keep his mouth shut; she should have known.

"You know what buddy, I think that's up to your mom," Trunks said softly to the rambunctious boy on his lap.

"Yeah we'll talk about it later, when we get home," Pan said trying to smile at her son. "But I want to talk to you about something," she reached out and pulled her son from Trunks' lap onto her own.

The boy turned his attention to his mother, waiting to hear what she had to say, hoping it was something about flying or those crazy things that Geta could shoot from his hands.

"You know how you ask me about your dad," Pan began, her stomach began to flop as she noticed the shocked look on Trunks' face now, catching him off guard.

"Yeah, you said daddy is far away," Chase shrugged.

"Well baby, Daddy isn't far away anymore," she smiled, "Daddy is right here," she pointed her finger to the very shocked, but happy man sitting on the opposite side of the bed.

"Uncle Trunks is my dad," Chase asked confused?

"He's not your uncle buddy, he is Geta and Callies uncle, he is your dad," Pan explained, "You just called him that because you didn't know and that is what the other kids call him."

Chase's blue eyes studied Trunks, it was like he was seeing him for the first time. Trunks swallowed hard, trying to figure out what to say, he had waited for this moment forever and now that it had happened he wasn't sure what to say to his son.

"Dad, why did you leave me," Chase asked very calmly, as he continued to stare at Trunks.

"Buddy I didn't want to leave you, but me and your mom had a lot of problems and I couldn't come be with you," he said as he felt his heart shatter, "I wanted to come see you and be there with you, but I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere."

"Are you going to live with us, like Uncle Goten lives with Geta," he asked, his baby blues still penetrating into Trunks'.

"No bud, I'm going to live in my apartment, but you can come over whenever you want," he said reaching out and taking the small boys hand, "Come here."

Chase obliged and moved back over to his father and sat down on his lap once more, "Listen to me, I love you so much and I'm never going to leave you again, ok," he wrapped his arms around his son and pulled him into his chest, raising his tear filled eyes to meet Pan's he mouthed 'Thank you.'

She nodded as she wiped the tears from her eyes; she wasn't planning on this happening today, but something about it felt right, felt like it was time for Chase to know the truth and be able to forge some sort of relationship with his father.

"Dad you're choking me," Chase coughed pulling out of Trunks' too tight grasp. "Well will you teach me to fly now Dad?"

Trunks and Pan both laughed out loud, "Chase, I told you we will talk about it later, now come on lay back down and let's watch some TV before we have to get up and go home."

The three of them repositioned themselves in the bed and Trunks flicked on the TV to some cartoons for his son and rolled on his side to face the two that were next to him. He couldn't help but think how his life had just changed once again, how he was an actual father now and how much that meant to him.

The day moved on and everyone was moving slow around the compound. Bra and Goten were still in the guest house with the two kids and Pan and Trunks were lying in bed with Chase watching a movie while he slept between them. Everything seemed right again; or at least on the path to being that way. Pan felt that she actually had her friend back, and was glad that he had agreed to take the whole process of getting to know one another again slow.

After the movie had ended Pan decided it was time for her to get up and going so she rose from the warm bed and walked into the conjoining bathroom to shower and change while the two boys slept; she knew Chase would be sleeping all day having had a sleep over with Geta, all those two did was play and watch TV all night; and she was glad to have him sleep it off because otherwise he was a crank.

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Bra walked out of the kitchen of the guest house and looked at the two kids who were contentfully sitting on the couch, she smiled as she stood and observed them for a while. She never realized before how much children could change someone, how much they take over of your life and how nothing matters except that they are happy.

"Mom, what are you doing," Geta asked turning around, finding his mother staring at them?

"Nothing sweetie," she smiled walking over and ruffling the boys spiky black locks, "You guys ready to go home?" Both the kids were up in an instant getting their things together, which left Bra with the last task of getting her husband up and moving.

She slowly made her way into the dark room and immediately went over and raised the shades letting the sunlight come flooding in. "Come on Bra," she heard come from the bed, "I don't wanna get up yet," he whined.

Bra chuckled at her husband, he was more of a child than her other two were half the time. "Come on Goten, get up so we can go home." He groaned but pulled himself out of bed and walking over to her, wrapping his arms around her tiny waist.

"You wore me out last night Mrs. Son," he smirked leaning in and kissing her on the neck; Bra immediately blushed and let out a giggle before wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I had a lot of fun last night, I'm glad we had some alone time," Bra whispered into Gotens ear, "But now its back to reality."

"I know," he yawned releasing her from his grasp, "Where are the kids," he asked as he sat on the bed pulling on his pants he wore the night before and then the shirt, leaving it unbuttoned.

"Cartoons."

"Alright, let me brush my teeth and then we can get out of here," Goten walked over to where is phone was laying on the night stand and picked it up. Bra watched him as his smile turned to a frown and he let out what sounded like a snarl.

"What's wrong babe," she asked cautiously walking closer to him.

"It's fucking Paris, she said if I don't agree to let her see Callie that I better watch it because I won't like what happens," he growled as he slammed the phone down.

"I'm sure she's just talking big, what is she going to do? Come mess with a bunch of Saiyans," Bra couldn't help but chuckle at that? "Pan could kick her ass in one second, hell I don't even train and I probably have more power than she does."

"I know Bra, but what if she tries something, huh, what if she does it when no one's around and she hurts her or Dende knows what," Goten was now completely stressed out. "I can't sense her good, she is too human, her signal is so weak it blends with the humans on this planet so well," he brought his hand up and ran it through his hair.

"Goten, please relax, you are worrying me," Bra said before straddling him and wrapping her arms around his neck, "Nothing is going to happen to Callie, you know Paris is a shit talker, you know she just wants you to get worked up. She is probably expecting you to come to her house or something and scream at her and then use it to try and get custody back."

Goten looked into his wife's blue eyes and forced out a smile, "You are probably right," he thought about it a little more, "She is fucking insane."

"Thank you," Bra smiled and leaned in planting a kiss on his lips, "You need to brush your teeth asap." Goten laughed and stood up, lifting Bra with him and then turning and dropping her on the bed.