Disclaimer: Here come the tears. My boyfriend ought to get sad after reading this. Poor old Eighteen.


"It's time." Brandon walked in the room, reactivating Eighteen.

The sun was shining through the windows. All night Eighteen had been forced to be shut down. Despite that fact, though, she didn't get a wink of sleep. All she could do was blankly stare at her beloved daughter and silently cry. Today was her last day with her family...why did things have to be this way? Her heart was already aching. She never imagined this would ever happen.

Careful not to cause her broken arm to hurt, Eighteen got up off the table. Immediately, she ran over to Maron, who was awake as well. She didn't say anything to Eighteen though- probably because she was afraid of Brandon. Without even asking, she slowly removed the wires from Maron and grabbed her up in her one good arm.

"Let's go over the plan again," he walked over to the Eighteen and Maron. "you are to head straight over to Kame house, hand over Maron to Krillin, tell Krillin you are leaving him and that you've found somebody else, and to immediately leave. I don't want any doddling."

Eighteen nodded her head in response. Walking towards the door, she opened it and made sure Maron was secure and then blasted off into the morning sky. She'd make sure she found some way or another to slow things down before she had to tell Krillin.

"Mommy, are you going back home?" Maron asked.

"Yes, sweetie," Eighteen kissed her daughter on the head lovingly. "I love you."

"I love you too, mommy." Maron sounded happy to be gone from that awful place.

Soon enough, they reached Kame house. Gently landing on the sand, Eighteen let go of Maron who ran to the door ecstaticly. If only Eighteen could stay...She felt tears trying to come to her eyes, but she fought them away. Right now wasn't the time to cry because it wasn't happening yet. When it happened, then she could cry.

Maron knocked on the door as Eighteen approached it as well. Almost simultaneously, Krillin answered the door. At first, Krillin didn't notice Maron since she was shorter than him, but once she said his name...

"Daddy!!" Maron ran up to Krillin and hugged him tightly.

"Maron!!!" Krillin smiled from ear to ear, hugging his daughter right back. He closed his eyes as he just held her. Tears started to fall from his closed eyes- tears of joy. "I'm so glad you're okay!"

Eighteen just smiled. She delighted in seeing the two people she loved most reunited again. It just hurt to know that very soon she would have to leave them forever. She didn't know how she was going to survive this emotional breakdown. If she couldn't see them again, though, she might as well just die...

Krillin grabbed up Maron and took her inside. Eighteen followed them and shut the door behind her. She passed by the kitchen, which was where her mother was eating breakfast. That was a surprise. Usually she slept in until past noon.

"Where was she?" Krillin finally asked Eighteen as he sat Maron down on the couch.

That was something she couldn't give away...Brandon might get mad at her. "In some crumby building..." Eighteen sighed.

"I was worried about the both of you all night," Krillin said, his voice full of love. "I'm just so glad to have you both back!"

Before Eighteen could reply, Krillin asked her a question. "What happened to your arm, baby?"

She had almost forgotten about it being broken. "Oh, that? I got taken by surprise." She blew it off like it was nothing.

"Is it broken?" He questioned.

"I'll be just fine." She lied.

Eighteen placed her attention back on her daughter. Grabbing Maron back up in her arms, she let the momentary happiness set in. She loved Maron and Krillin just so much...especially Maron. Never in her life had she thought she would have a child as special as her. Never in her life had she expected that anyone would ever love her like Krillin or Maron. She had been so richly blessed...but now everything was about to be snatched right from under her feet.

Kissing Maron on the cheek, she set her back down with her one arm. "Mommy always loves you, no matter what." Eighteen declared.

"I know, mommy!" Maron gave Eighteen a cute innocent one of a kind smile that only she was capable of giving.

Turning her head to Krillin, she spoke in a serious tone. "I need to talk to you- upstairs and alone."

"Sure, babe," Krillin turned towards where her mother was. "Can you watch Maron for us?"

Her mother walked into the living room with a sandwich in her hand. She looked down at Maron as if she were an insect with disgust. "Fine, go ahead and talk." She replied rudely.

Eighteen made a face at her mother. She decided to ignore her for the moment- at least not until she had to leave. Then she would tell her off for everything she was.

"C'mon," Eighteen started for the stairs. "let's go."

Krillin followed her up the stairs. Once they were in noone's ear shot, Krillin spoke up. "So what's up?" He was so innocent. He just had no clue what was about to hit him. She was going to feel so horrible...

Looking at the ground, Eighteen thought of what to say first. She wanted to tell him about Brandon. Part of her was tempted to try to slip a hint to Krillin that she was being forced to do this. This was killing her. Krillin was the love of her life. He had been the one to finally make her happy and cause her to forget about her awful past. Now he would be forced to be out of her life and the only thing she would have would be the memories of the time they spent.

She bit her lip in frustration. She hated Brandon for this! She absolutely hated him with a passion! Tears started to water up in her eyes. She didn't care if she cried this time, though. She loved Krillin.

"What's wrong, babe?" Krillin sounded full of concern. "Did something happen?"

This was it. She had to do it for the two people she loved most. "I..." A tear started to roll down her cheek.

"Say it. I said I didn't want any doddling."

It was Brandon. Just the sound of his voice made her hate him even more. She had to do this. It was for Maron and Krillin's safety. "I can't be with you anymore."

"What?!" Krillin jumped in shock.

"You heard me," It was absolutely killing her to say all this. "I don't want to be together anymore."

"Is this a joke? Please tell me this a joke!" Krillin started to get upset. "You can't possibly be serious!"

"Do I look like I'm playing?" Eighteen asked, wiping the tear from her face. "I said I don't want you."

"What did I do, Eighteen?! I thought everything was fine!!" Tears started to pour from Krillin.

"Does it matter? I said I don't want you anymore!" It hurt so bad to see Krillin cry. She loved him so much...she hated seeing him hurt like this.

"But why?! Please don't leave me Eighteen, I love you!" Krillin pleaded, more tears starting to pour.

She had to walk away now. If she stayed, things would only get harder. She attempted to walk back down the stairs, but Krillin grabbed her by the wrist. "Please don't go! I need you!" He pleaded. "Besides! What about Maron?!"

Eighteen snatched her arm from him. "I don't love you anymore and I never want to see you again! What's it going to take for it to sink in?!" With that, she stormed downstairs.

Tears were threatening to come pouring from her now, but she couldn't cry here. As she approached her mother, she spoke. "So, what's up your behind today? You don't like my daughter?" She sounded very upset.

"If she was anything but yours I would," her mother insulted. "she's ugly and annoying- just like you were as a toddler!"

She hated her mother, too. After all, it was all because of her that she knew Brandon. If she hadn't had shacked up with the guy when she was living with her, everything would be just fine. Instead of today being such a horrid day, it would be a normal one where the family had fun.

"Screw you!" Eighteen shot back. "I never should've been stupid enough to think you would have ever wanted to change and meet Maron! Once a crack whore, always a crack whore!"

Her mother's eyes widened in shock. "How dare you!" she yelled. "You should be grovel and grateful that I didn't disown you!"

"What? Like you did to my brother?!" Eighteen snarled. "You should be embarrassed with yourself."

"Don't you start bringing up that! It's a whole other story!" Her mother got even more feisty.

Eighteen suddenly lashed out and slapped her mother in the face. In reaction, her mother tried to slap her back, but Eighteen caught her arm and twisted her wrist. "You piece of dirt." Eighteen muttered, pushing her mother to the floor.

Rushing towards the door, Eighteen opened it and slammed it behind her. Jumping up into the sky, she blasted off back to Brandon's place.

That's when the tears started to finally pour. Immediately, all she could think about was Krillin. She hoped he would be okay. Maybe he would get over her and find someone else to make him happy. That actually hurt even worse, though. She loved him. She wanted him all to herself. But she had to think of his happiness. She had ended it with him, not the other way around. It would be normal for him to find someone else eventually.

A beloved memory flashed through her head. The day they had got married. It had been one of the most happiest days of life. It was what had started this legacy of happiness...until now.


Disclaimer: -sigh- I am bored. I haven't been in a writing mood lately.