I DON'T OWN DBZ

Thanks for all the reviews, sorry it took so long to update, I'm having a little bit of a writer's block…. Kinda bumming about this chapter, I just don't know where I want to go with it, so here it is, let me know what you think….. : (

"Pan this place looks huge," Austin spoke in awe as he looked out the window of their rented Tahoe; taking in the site of the Capsule Corporation buildings, surrounded by gates.

"It is huge," she laughed, "They are all super nice people though, and dinner should be really good."

"Cool, it's going to be nice meeting everyone, hopefully they like me more than Trunks does," Pan glanced over to him and smiled in reassurance. "They will like you Austin, I know it," she stated matter-of-factly. Austin returned the smile, looking back out the window as they pulled up to the gated front entrance.

Pan stopped the car and reached out, quickly punching in a 6 digit code, triggering the gates to open. She waited for them to open completely before slowly pulling in; driving over to where the main house was, she parked the SUV and took a deep breath, "I don't know if I'm ready for this," her voice full of hesitation.

"Pan I'm sure it will be fine, come on," he said grabbing her hand, pulling it up to his mouth and placing a gentle kiss on it, "We will get through it together; I know I told you that before we left and I mean it." She shook her head and smiled, he always knew how to make her feel better about situations. Austin opened his door first and Pan followed walking around to the back of the truck, opening the hatch.

"I'll get the stroller set up," Austin spoke as he reached in pulling out the stroller. Pan nodded and walked over to the left back door, opening it to find Chase sound asleep. "Austin," she yelled as quietly as she could, trying to get his attention; his head snapped up from where he was behind the truck and focused on her. "He's sound asleep, why don't you carry him in so he doesn't wake up, and I'll throw the other stuff in the stroller and take it in?"

"That's fine with me," he walked over to where she was and looked in at the sleeping baby, "Here goes nothing," he chuckled reaching in and gently picking up the sleeping infant.

Pan had already thrown the diaper bag and her purse in the stroller and began her trek to the front door, arriving a few steps in front of Austin. "Shit," he muttered getting next to her, "I gotta go back to the truck my phone fell out of my pocket." Pan looked at Austin then to Chase who was still sound asleep; he could sleep through anything as long as he was in someone's arms, "Alright, just be quiet," she said putting her finger up to her mouth.

Pan knocked on the door and waited nervously for an answer. The door swung open revealing Bulma, who almost fainted at the sight of her. "Oh Pan you made it," she squealed, moving out of the way so Pan could get the stroller pushed in. As soon as she was in far enough Bulma pulled her into a giant hug, squeezing her tight, "Pan I missed you so much, I was so worried," Bulma began to cry and Pan hadn't even noticed the others coming into the room to greet her, after what seemed like an eternity Bulma finally let her go and she was quickly pulled into another tight grasp which belonged to her father.

"Daddy," she said nuzzling into his chest, "I missed you."

"Well I'm glad you decided to come, I was hoping our little chat last week persuaded you. Pan pulled away and smiled looking around the room to see her Grandpa Goku and Bra, who was walking over towards her. Then out of the corner of her eyes she noticed another figure coming through the doorway out of the family room; it was none other than Trunks. "Pan, I'm glad you're here, I haven't seen you in what two hours," Bra chuckled and hugged her best friend.

"I missed you to Bra," Pan laughed back looking around the room again, noticing her mother wasn't there, "Daddy where's mom?"

Gohan smiled, "She will be here in about a half hour, your Grandmother is bringing her.

"Oh," Pan shrugged. And then she was caught off guard by a deep voice that sent shivers down her spine.

"Where's my son," Trunks asked walking up to Pan slowly, glancing into the stroller that was full of bags. But as fate would have it, she didn't even have to answer because the door opened and Austin walked in, with a now awake baby and all eyes were glued to him, especially Trunks'.

"Everyone this is my friend Austin and this," she walked over taking Chase from his arms, "Is Chase." Pan looked over to Trunks whose eyes were stuck on Austin, giving him the death glare. "Here Trunks," Pan walked over to him, "Why don't you take him."

Trunks quickly snapped out of his stare, and turned his gaze to the baby, which instantly put a small smile on his face. As he took Chase from Pans arms, he walked over to where his Mom was, letting her see her grandson for the first time. "Oh Trunks, he is so adorable, he looks just like your father," she spoke softly, taking the babies small hand.

"I know mom, isn't it crazy," Trunks asked smiling. Bulma had never seen the look her sons eyes held at that moment; the look of pure love and happiness. She took a deep breath in as she looked around the room, it was so nice having such a great group of family and friends.

"Well come on, why don't we go out back and get settled, dinner will be ready shortly," Bulma waved her hand in the air, ushering everyone out to the back yard. Pan hung back with Austin for a moment, wanting to apologize for Trunks' rudeness.

Austin began to walk behind the group when he felt Pan grab his arm, "Hey."

He stopped walking forward and turned around to look at her, "Hey what," he smiled.

"I'm sorry about Trunks already," she sighed, "He really is a nice guy and I know you to would get along if it were under different circumstances."

Austin met her eyes with his and pulled her close to him, "You don't have to apologize for him," he whispered into her ear, "I'm here for you, that's it, no one else matters to me."

Her heart raced at the sound of his voice in her ear; his breath danced along her cheek, she felt his hand run through her hair, "Thank you," she whispered back, feeling him kiss her head. She slowly pulled away, blushing as she broke her gaze with him, "Come on let's go find my Dad and Bra."

As she left his grasp he straightened out his shirt and took a deep breath in, she had no clue how much she met to him. That moment so many thoughts crossed his mind; he knew that this week together would be the perfect opportunity to show her how much she meant to him.

Pan led the way out to the backyard; Austin followed behind her a little nervous of what this dinner might entail. As they walked out to the yard they both looked around, finding Chase sitting on the ground between Trunks' legs, with Bulma playing with him as Mrs. Briefs looked on. Pan walked over to where Bra was sitting alone instead of interrupting Trunks' time with Chase. She slowly walked up to her and took a seat on the chair to the left of where her blue eyed best friend was sitting.

"Hey," Pan said looking over to the sad look that Bra's face held.

"Hey," Bra replied solemnly.

Pan cocked her head at the facial expression that was stuck on Bra's face, "What's wrong with you?"

"Goten didn't show up," Bra answered with sadness evident in her voice.

"Bra, we just got here, he is always late," Pan said shaking her head, wanting her friend to feel better.

"I don't think he will come Pan," Bra said sighing, "I really think he is over this whole thing; my father scared him away for good, he won't even call me back, just one word texts."

"Bra stop this," Pan said standing up, "Goten will be here, I know he loves you, he has forever I know that." Bra looked into her friends eyes and could see the seriousness behind her words.

"I know he does, I just think sometimes I'm too much for him; too much work."

"Get up," Pan yelled grabbing Bra's hands, "Let's go inside and get a drink, and have some fun."

Bra laughed, Kame had she missed Pan, "Really, you can drink," Bra teased. Just as she spat out the last sentence Austin walked up and joined them, "Did I hear the word drink, because I could use one for sure," he laughed draping one arm around Pan and the other around Bra's shoulders. The girls both chuckled and shook their heads yes, but Pan's eyes got Trunks' disapproved look that he was sending her way.

"Come on, follow me," Bra yelled grabbing their hands and pulling them towards the bar area. As they walked up Pan climbed on one of the bar stools and Austin stood behind her. Bra made her way behind the bar and began digging through the fridge seeing what was in stock.

"Alright, and what can I get you kids," she asked pretending she was a bartender.

"I'll have a beer," Austin said chuckling at Bra's antics.

"I'll have what he's having," Pan smiled. Bra nodded and went back to the fridge pulling out two Miller Lites.

They both said "Thank you," in unison as Bra made a vodka and cranberry for herself. The three sat there together and talked for a good hour before Gohan made his way into the room, Pan turned and smiled at her father, it really was good to be home; well at least to see him.

"Pan, Chase is getting a little cranky, do you have a bottle for him," Gohan asked walking over to his daughter.

"Ya, I will get it right now, does Trunks still have him?"

"Yes baby, he took him inside to try and get him to calm down; he went into the guest room upstairs in the main house," Gohan smiled sweetly at his daughter.

"Ok," Pan returned the smile, looking over to Austin, "I'll be back in a few."

"You need any help?"

"No, I got it, thanks though," she waved as she walked out of the bar area, leaving Bra and Gohan alone with Austin.

Following Pan:

Pan walked out into the courtyard, looking around and seeing Bulma sitting alone talking with her Grandpa; her mother and grandmother still have failed to arrive, but she could feel their ki's together so she knew it wouldn't be long. She made her way over to the stroller, grabbing the diaper bag and heading into the main house. She trekked up the stairs and down the long hall until she got to the room that was next to Trunks', the room she had slept in so many times when they used to try and hide their relationship. She took a deep breath, hoping her butterflies in her stomach would subside, and she slowly turned the handle, walking in she found Trunks' sitting on the bed with Chase sitting up next to him, flailing his arms and laughing. Trunks looked to the door, meeting eyes with his past love, turning away to look at his child.

"Hey. I brought the bottle; my dad said you needed one," she spoke softly, feeling awkward being alone with him.

"Yeah, I think he's hungry, I checked his diaper before and he was clean but he wouldn't stop screaming," he answered back with no emotion evident in his voice. Pan walked over slowly setting the diaper bag down on the bed, looking at her child smiling up at her.

"He's happy to be here with you," she smiled picking Chase up from the bed.

"I'm happy he's here," Trunks said back with what now seemed like anger in his voice. Pan looked back up into his eyes and she knew he was still hurting inside, even if he wouldn't show it.

"Well, if you want you are welcome to keep him tonight, your sister wants to maybe go out and have some drinks," Pan said sitting down on the bed, placing Chase back down between them. Trunks seemed to grow agitated, fidgeting around in his seat.

"What you and Austin," he asked not giving her the satisfaction of looking at her this time.

Pan shook her head, this is what irritated her more than anything; his stubbornness. "Trunks, I told you that we are just friends, why can't you understand that?" Trunks jumped out of his seat, turning to her with flames in his eyes.

"You think he wants to be just friends with you Pan? No he loves you, he loves you and he wants to be with you, and what does that do for me? I have no chance, ever since Mr. Super cop has been in town you want nothing to do with me," his words felt like ice as she listened to him vent.

"No Trunks, I want nothing to do with you because you have been nothing but a prick to me. Ever since that night when you showed up unannounced you have done nothing but cause me trouble," she answered back just as cold.

"Well what the fuck Pan? I show up and you have some random dude all over you," his voice raised now.

"Trunks, I love Austin as a person, and for a while there I thought we could actually have something. But instead of letting me move on and be happy like I fucking told you to do from the beginning you decided to be Mr. Fucking Super Saiyan and try to kill him." Trunks and Pan both stopped their yelling when Chase began to scream, both of their eyes went to the young child sitting on the bed, screaming amidst his parents yelling.

"We need to get this figured out Pan, because you can't take him from me anymore. I am his father, and I want to be there for him; I want to be ten times the father that mine was."

Pan picked Chase off the bed, snuggling him into her chest, "I understand that Trunks, but I can't be around you if you can't stop this shit," she said fire seemed to be burning in her eyes now.

"Here just give me him and give me the bottle," Trunks reached out and took Chase from Pans grasp, "Go have fun and get drunk, that's what you want to do right?"

Pan shook her head in irritation, "Yeah Trunks that's what I want to do, I want to leave my son with a psycho and get drunk. He can stay with my mom and dad tonight because there is no way in hell he is staying here with you."

Trunks' eyes squinted as he eyed Pan, "Pan listen to me, I never get to have him, please just can we put this behind us and let me keep him for tonight. My mom is here and I'm pretty sure your parents are staying tonight in the guest house."

Pan finished shaking the bottle up, handing it to Trunks, "Fine, but tomorrow we talk, this isn't happening anymore. You aren't coming around being a fucking dick to me and expecting me to let you see your fucking son; there will be some sort of respect here, on both of our parts."

Pan followed behind Trunks as he laid him down on the bed, handing the baby the bottle which he quickly grabbed from his father's hands and shoved it into his mouth. "I do respect you Pan, but I don't want you hanging out with that dick. This life that you are trying to live is supposed to be ours," he walked over until he was directly in front of her, "We are suppose to have a family and grow old together, I love you and I always have," he leaned in and captured her lips with his, trying to gain entrance to her mouth with his tongue, but she wouldn't let it happen.

"I can't do this right now Trunks," she pulled out of his grasp, "We can talk about this another time, but tonight I am going out and having fun." Pan turned and walked out, leaving Trunks standing alone, watching her go he sighed, how am I ever going to get through to her, he thought to himself, turning his attention on the boy that still lay on the bed.

Pan walked down the hallway and ran into Austin, "Hey I was worried about you, everything ok, I heard yelling," he asked, as she grabbed the beer out of his hand.

"Everything is fine," she answered between chugs, sighing as she finished the beer.

"Are you sure, you look stressed," he asked pointing down to the now empty beer bottle.

"I just want to go out and have some fun; Chase is staying the night with Trunks and his family so we can go out and bar hop. We can go down to 6th street and just let loose for a while."

"Whatever you want to do Pan, I'm sure you have been waiting for a night to get out," he laughed grabbing her and picking her up over his shoulder.

Pan laughed as she was carried down the steps, Austin quickly put her down as soon as they reached the bottom, he was met with an evil smirk from a man he hadn't seen yet. Pan turned around to where Austin was now looking and came face to face with the grown version of her son, "Vegeta."

"Brat," he answered not moving an inch from the wall.

"Bra said you weren't home," she spoke nervously; "I didn't know you were there."

"Of course you didn't," he said back cockily, "What are you doing here, didn't you run away?"

Pan shook her head irritated, she knew Vegeta was just trying to get under her skin, "What are you talking about? I moved didn't you get the memo?"

"Hmph," Vegeta walked forward, "You better watch yourself around here," he spoke directly towards Austin now, "We don't take to kindly to clowns moving in on our women."

With that said Vegeta walked up the stairs and directly into his room, peeling off his dirty clothes and leaving them on the floor as he walked into the bathroom to clean himself up. He still had his mental bond closed off so the woman wouldn't know he was home yet; he wasn't ready to deal with her craziness just yet.

"Ignore him," Pan said grabbing Austin's hand and pulling him towards the bar area where Bra was in a conversation with her father. Austin just shrugged it off; he seemed to be getting more threats by the hour around this place. Everywhere he turned he had people giving him weird looks and now he had to worry about Trunks and that other guy, what did I get myself into?

"Dad, where is mom?"

"Pan there you are," he said standing up, "Your mother isn't going to make it, she wasn't feeling good so she went home with your grandma."

Pan grew worried, "Is she alright, is the baby ok?"

"Yes dear everything is fine," he smiled, "So just go and have fun with your friends tonight."

"I will Dad. Trunks is watching Chase here for the night, do you think you and grandpa Goku are going to spend the night here to?"

"I don't know, we haven't decided yet. Most likely, I sense Vegeta is home now so I'm sure your grandpa is going to want to talk to him for a bit."

"Talk? You mean fight," Pan laughed.

"Something like that," Gohan chuckled back, "Why don't you call your Uncle and convince him to go out with you; he has been bumming around the last couple days because of whatever happened between him and Bra."

"I will dad; I don't think it was between him and Bra though, more like him and Vegeta."

Gohan shook his head, "Should have figured that much, you know your Uncle can be sensitive to things like that; Just call him I'm sure he will like to hear from you." But just as those words escaped his mouth in walked Goten, smiling as he saw Pan and Gohan talking. He walked over to where his brother and niece now stood, grabbing Pan and pulling her into a hug, "Panny, you're home."

"Yeah I'm home, just for the week though," she hugged him back tightly. As they each released each other Goten's eyes wandered to the man that was standing next to her.

"Uncle Goten this is Austin, Austin this is my Uncle Goten." Goten stuck out his hand and embraced Austin's with a firm hand shake.

"Nice to meet you buddy, you're the one that's been taking care of my niece?"

Austin laughed a little, "I don't know about taking care of her; helping her out is more like it."

"Well nice to meet you man, but if you excuse me I got some problems I have to tend to," Goten waved as he walked off to find Bra who had disappeared when Gohan engaged in conversation with Pan.