Hey guys! Back again with the next chapter. I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed! You guys are the greatest! So again, this fic is rated M for a reason so if that's not your cup of tea please hit the back button now. For everyone else, enjoy!

Pan was awake before the sunrise. She'd made her way to the gravitation room and found that as she had slept, Vegeta had made a few changes. There was equipment for strengthening her legs, and a set of bars that stood apart just far enough for her to brace herself on them while she tried to walk. She could feel tears starting to well up in her eyes. Vegeta had gone to a lot of trouble to make the gravitation room more suited to her needs. And must have taken him all night. She floated over to the bars and lowered herself carefully to the floor. She put a hand on each of the bars, bracing herself for balance and slowly moved her foot forward. She winced as the prickling half asleep feeling filled her legs. She'd spent the night tossing and turning as the pain came and went. At times she found herself curled into a ball, crying in pain, and at others completely passed out. She'd woken up feeling stronger, more confident than she had the night before.

She took another slow deep breath and shuffled forward carefully. She knew the strength was returning to her legs, it would only be a matter of time before she was back to her old self. She spent most of the morning like that. Shuffling herself back and forth along those bars, and that's where she was when Trunks found her. She could feel the tension rolling off him as walked in the room and saw her. And for just a moment his eyes went wide with surprise at the site of her.

"You're walking…"

"Not quite, but it's a start right?"

She tried to be calm, but there was still a sense of something unsettled between them. Things had gone terribly wrong the last time they had spoken and she didn't want to leave things on such a sour note.

"Yeah…I guess."

The silence that hung between them was thick and heavy like something you could cut with a knife. Trunks looked at her like he didn't know her, and it set her on edge as she stood braced on the bars, facing him.

"When were you going to tell me the truth Pan?"

"What are you talking about?"

Fear fluttered in the pit of her stomach as she gazed at him. So many thoughts flashed through her mind. But how could she focus on even one without letting on that there was something for her to hide?

"You really aren't going to tell me are you?" Trunk s said, pacing back and forth, anger evident in his voice.

"Tell you what?"

"That you've been screwing my father!" Trunks shouted throwing an envelope at her, "That you're having his kid!"

Pan caught the folder one handed, leaning heavily on the bars as she pulled open the envelope and pulled out a series of photos. She flipped through them eyes going wide. There were pictures of Vegeta holding her naked in his arms, pictures of them in the tub. She couldn't believe her eyes. Someone had seen them, spied on them, and photographed them.

"Where did you get these?" Pan asked, her hands shaking.

"They were sitting on my dresser this morning with a note. Asking if I knew where my girlfriend was and how I felt about her having my father's baby," Trunks said, his voice shaking.

Pan looked down at the photos again. Who would do something like this? Who would have photographed them and given the pictures to Trunks? She shook her head in disbelief, as if she truly had any moral high ground to stand on. Someone knew their secret. The question was how many people knew about it?

"Did you show these to anyone?"

"Is that all you care about? Tell me this isn't true….," Trunks said gripping her shoulders," Tell me it's a lie. Tell me you aren't pregnant, tell me you aren't cheating on me with him…..or at least….tell me it was a one-time thing, that it isn't what it looks like! You're better than this!"

Pan's eyes filled with tears. She hated to see some much anguish in his eyes, to see the tears slipping down his cheeks.

"Trunks….I'm so sorry….I-"

"No….no….How could you do this to me?" he screamed, shoving her to the ground.

Pan blinked in surprise, her head slamming into the hard floor. What the hell was he doing? She pushed herself up into a sitting position and looked up at him.

"Trunks-"

"No! I don't want to hear anymore!"

Pan screamed as Trunks's foot connected solidly with her stomach knocking the air out of her. She'd never seen Trunks this enraged. She had only a moment to react as he came at her again and she rolled out of the way. Her aim wasn't the best and her head throbbed as she sent a ki blast hurtling towards him. He was stronger than she remembered, or maybe she was weaker because it didn't seem to slow him by much. He was on her before she could blink. Her head hit the floor with a deafening thud and her vision blurred. This was not happening. This was not happening. This was not the Trunks she knew. She cursed herself for being too weak. She wasn't fully recovered just yet and that one ki blast had taken a lot out of her. The best she could do was fend off his punches as she tried to keep her most vulnerable spots hidden.

"How could you?" he screamed," I thought you were better than this! You're nothing but a whore!"

One moment Trunks was hitting her, the next her was pulling at her clothes and terror raced through her. No. He wouldn't. He couldn't. Pan tried to pull herself with her arms and her weak legs over the hard floor but Trunks pulled her back. She looked back and felt utterly helpless. Her mind registered things in bits and pieces. Blood on the floor, her blood, Trunks hitting her, the sickening sound of her clothing tearing as she opened her mind to the one person she knew would hear and gave one terror filled shriek for help.

"VEGETA!"

Vegeta bolted upright in bed, Pan's terror filled shriek still ringing in his mind. What the hell was happening to her? The link was weak but he could sense her nearby. He dressed quickly and raced from the house, following that whisper thin link to the gravitation room. His warrior senses were already on edge as he literally pulled the door off and raced inside. What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. Pan lay on the floor, a bruised, bloody mess. Her clothing ripped as Trunks hovered over her, his eyes glazed with an icy rage.

"Get off her right now brat."

Vegeta's voice was a deep rolling thunder, each word carefully said through clenched teeth as he tried to keep himself from killing his own half breed brat.

"I don't have to do a damn thing."

"Get off her now, or face me."

"Gladly."

Trunks spared a look at Pan, a smug smile on his face as he kicked her once more in the side.

"We'll finish this later."

Vegeta howled angrily and charged at Trunks, pinning him to the wall.

"You'll finish nothing!"

Pan cringed as she pulled herself slowly across the room, keeping as low as she could. She didn't want to be used as a shield in their fight, or as an easy target. Everything hurt. Her vision was blurred by blood and tears and it felt like her skull was trying to rearrange itself inside her head. But every fiber in her body was screaming at her to run. And run she would. The moment she was outside the gravitation room she took to the air, using what little strength she had.

"That's right little Panda, fly away. Fly away and don't come back."

Pan whirled at the sound of a familiar voice and had to fight the growing nausea before opening her eyes.

"Bulma?"

And then it hit her. She knew where Trunks had gotten the pictures, who the mysterious photographer had been that left the note and photographs for him to find and had only one question.

"Why?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

The two women stared at each other for a space of heart beats, but all that either of them could offer the other, was silence. Pan cringed as she turned and hurtled skyward. Tears blinded her as she stumbled and wavered. This was all her fault. She had destroyed Bulma's marriage, ruined her own relationship, put father against son, and hurt everyone. But no matter how horrible she felt, it didn't change the fact that she loved Vegeta. And if she had the chance to do it all over again, she wouldn't have changed a thing. For the first time since her parents had died, for a brief time, she had been truly happy, and that meant more to hear than anything in the world.

Trees and rivers flowed past her in a blur and not from her speed. Everything was coming in small glimpses. One moment she was flying, blocking her connection from Vegeta as she watched the world pass below her, and the next there was darkness. She was slowly losing consciousness as she used the last of her strength to fly somewhere safe. She was almost to her destination. Only a little further and she would be there, when she was suddenly blinded by a crippling pain in her abdomen. She screamed in agony, doubling over, losing her concentration. One moment she was flying, and the next, she was hurtling towards the ground as her world faded to black.

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