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Author's note: Okay... I give you guys permission to hate me for a little while. I realize that I said that I would update more often and that that notion just flew right out of the window. Sorry!

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Chapter 9: Soaring through the sky... with an evil BITCH!

Pan and Trunks flew through the air in silence, mostly because both were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Trunks was wondering how he ever got himself into this predicament, while Pan was thinking about their previous discussion.

"He can't fly? How odd. I mean it's not like I feel sorry for him or anything, as a matter of fact he deserves this. He deserves every bad thing that happens to him... Still I can't help but wonder why he lost the ability to fly. I wonder what other special abilities he has lost since I've been gone?" A soft smile graced Pan's lips as she thought of many inappropriate things, things that Trunks once used to be known so well for, at least as far as all the ladies were concerned. As her mind began to race she was brought back to reality by Trunks' voice.

"Pan, where are you going?" Pan had subconsciously been flying towards the house that Trunks and her had brought when they first wed.

"I'm heading towards the house," Pan stated, genuinely confused as to why Trunks would ask such a silly question.

"Pan, we don't live there anymore... Marron and I moved... right after you died," Trunks said the last part so low that if it were not for Pan's amazing hearing, she would not have caught it.

"Why, was it hard to stay in the house? Did it bring back to many memories of us?" Pan's statement was dripping with sarcasm but Trunks didn't seem to notice or he just didn't care.

"Yes... going back to the house did bring back to many memories, and I realized that if I didn't leave... If I didn't leave the house behind then I would never ever be able to leave you and your memory behind," Trunks' words seemed sincere but Pan just had to say what was on her mind.

"So... did you feel like staying in the house would bring back to many memories or was it Marron who felt that way? And if so did she also convince you that making our daughter call her 'mommy' and pretending to be her real mother was a good idea as well?" By this point Pan was fuming. How dare he alter every fabric of her very existence and now attempt to make up for it with his pathetic excuses! Should she be glad that he moved out of the house that they never really got to make a home? Should she be happy that he actually mourned her death, when he was the one who ultimately caused her demise?

Trunks wasn't holding up to much better. How dare she turn his confession about how he felt into some sort of mockery! Marron had actually wanted to stay in the house he and Pan once lived in be he refused, it just didn't feel right. As for her other accusation, he couldn't really recall every objecting to Casey calling Marron mommy, after all she did need a mother. "I made the decision myself. As for Casey calling Marron mommy, she needed someone to call 'mommy' didn't she. It's not like her real mother was anywhere around, and Marron adores her."

"IT'S NOT LIKE HER REAL MOTHER WAS ANYWHERE AROUND? OF COURSE I WASN'T AROUND, YOU AND MARRON MADE SURE OF THAT!" Pan began to tremble and she suddenly had the urge to drop the load she was carrying. Trunks must have guessed her next move because he started to tense up immensely and shake his head wildly.

"Pan, No. Don't you dare drop me! Don't you dar..." but Trunks never got to finish his sentence as he was dropped into a lake that Pan had been flying over.

Cold, chilling water hit him at every angle of his body. He wanted to scream but that would only allow the water surrounding him to enter his lungs and ultimately lead to him drowning. Trunks swam to the surface of the lake with a loud gasp. He began to look around for the onna that dared to drop him in the lake. He finally caught sight of Pan standing on a patch of land near by. He began to swim to her and when he finally got to the edge he placed his hands up on the dry land to lift himself out of the water.

"Evil bitch," Trunks murmured while lifting himself up. However, Pan had heard every word and replied with a, "Back stabbing bastard," before pushing Trunks back into the lake.

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It had only taken Pan a second after Trunks had gotten out of the water for her to dry him off using her ki. She realized that though Trunks was a selfish bastard, right now there were more pressing matters at hand. Trunks didn't even have time to yell at her about her actions before he was being swept off the ground again by his former lover.

"So, since you obviously don't live in our old house anymore, where do you live?"

Trunks, by this time had also realized that there was a more pressing issue at hand so he simply replied, "It's right on the outskirt of the city, I'll direct you once we get a little closer to the general area."

It took Pan only five minutes to find the house once they reached the general area. Her and Trunks had flown over the monstrous gate that blocked entrance to all the unwanted riff-raff and touched down in the front yard. Trunks then pulled out a key and unlocked the front door.

As they walked inside the gigantic house, Pan spoke. "This place is huge! She could be anywhere, how will we find her in time?"

"Can't you just track her ki?"

"I'm trying but it's to low, I can't seem to find feel her anywhere," said Pan, the panic in her voice was becoming more evident by the second.

"Calm down Panny, lets just check the basic areas first like the kitchen and the living room."

"Okay," was Pan's only reply.

It only took them a few minutes of searching before they came upon Casey's unconscious form lying in the den. Both Pan and Trunks ran and kneeled down beside Casey. Pan checked for a pulse and began to breath a little bit easier when she discovered that Casey was still breathing. Trunks then began to stroke her face in order for her to wake up. It seemed that she had just fallen unconscious do to stress. Trunks noted how innocent she looked in her sleeping form, for a moment he believed that he was looking down on his little angel, and that she was actually his little girl again, not his alcoholic, irrational, overbearing teenage daughter.

At that moment a certain guilt washed over Trunks. Since when does a man think for his own child, his own daughter as overbearing and a burden. He pulled Casey up by her shoulders and embraced her in a tight bear hug. The position she was in must have been uncomfortable, for she began to shift in his arms.

"Dad?" Casey questioned while pulling away from Trunks enough to see his face.

"Did she just call me dad? She hasn't called me dad in a really long time," Trunks thought as a smile graced his face.

"Yes angel it's me," came Trunks soft reply. He then pulled Casey back into another embrace. "I'm so glad that you're okay. Don't you ever scare me like that again, okay?"

Casey's only response was to nod her head. Under normal circumstances this would seem weird, but it had been so long since her father had held her that she actually didn't care how award the situation was. It was only after she finish breathing in the sent of her father that seemed so familiar yet so foreign that she noticed the woman sitting beside them.

The woman just sat there, staring at them. Casey noted that she looked oddly familiar, almost as if she were from one of her many elaborate dreams. Her dark long hair, her onyx colored eyes, a true beauty to say the least. In fact, the woman resembled herself in many ways. It was like she was looking at an older more mature looking version of herself, except with dark eyes instead of her crystal blue ones. And that's when it hit her, but surely this woman could not be the one woman that she swore to hate for all eternity, surely this could not be the woman who abandoned her when she was but a year old, surely this woman before her could not be...

"Pan?" Casey whispered.

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Okay, Okay... I know that it's short but give me some time and I promise the next chapter will be much, much longer! Peace. OH and thanks to all those who reviewed last time, I'll be sure to drop a shout out to all of you individually in the next chapter! That is if you review this chapter as well...LMAO