I DON'T OWN DBZ

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Chapter 37

*New Found Hope*

Pan had been trying to console Bra for what seemed to be an eternity, but in reality was only an hour. Bra had come to her after Goten had insinuated that he and Paris were still together and that she was living in some sort of dream world. Bra was laying on Pan's bed, crying her eyes out as Pan sat and rubber her back, telling her it would all work out; reminding her that he had just woken up from serious injuries and was probably a little woozy from it all. And finally Bra had cried herself to sleep; cheeks stained from where the tears had poured down, whimpering as her breathing evened out. Pan slowly rose from the bed and decided to go see Goten; try and put this whole thing into perspective, she was suppose to leave to go back home but decided against it; that Bra needed her right now, and her Uncle was bound to need her at some point too.

As she slowly embarked down the stairs she heard her son crying from the living room and she decided to head there first. She walked in to see him sitting on the floor crying as Austin tried to cheer him up. Walking over, she reached down and picked him up, smiling as the crying ceased. Austin stood up and followed her to the couch where she had decided to sit.

"Is Bra ok," he asked watching as Pan rubbed the boys back?

Pan sighed, "No," her voice was soft, filled with sadness for her friend. "I think I'm going to stay here, for a few extra days."

Austin nodded, he figured that was coming, "That sounds good, it will be good for Bra if you stay, she seems like she could use her best friend right now," he smiled taking her free hand in his.

"Can you stay with me," she asked looking into his eyes, hoping he would say yes, but instead he shook his head the other way.

"I wish I could babe, but I got to get back, I have to be back at work and I have to pick up Rowdy from my buddy," he pulled her hand up to his lips and placed a soft kiss on it, "I'll see you when you get back though."

She knew that he had to go, but she was sad that he had to leave, "Are you still going to catch the flight out tonight?"

"Yeah, I already packed up our stuff and put it in the car, so remind me to pull your duffle bag out; and I'll return the car when I get to the airport so you don't have to worry about it."

She felt a small smile creep onto her face as she watched him talk, "Thanks for understanding and being so good to me." He returned the smile and threw his right arm around her shoulders, leaning into her.

"I'm going to miss you," he whispered into her ear, planting a kiss on her head.

"I'm going to miss you too," she sighed.

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Trunks sat in the kitchen as he watched Goten continually stuff food in his mouth; cringing at the sight every so often. A million things were running through his mind; he kept trying to think of something he could do, something that would make him remember. "You want some man," Goten spoke up, breaking his thoughts. Trunks didn't speak; he just shook his head 'no' and watched as Goten continued. They sat in silence until Goten finished his meal, wiping his mouth with the paper towel; he stretched his arms out over his head, looking over to Trunks who looked as if he was day dreaming.

"Trunks," Goten yelled, "Snap out of it man." Trunks snapped back into reality, looking at the younger Saiyan who now was staring at him.

"I'm sorry man, I was just thinking," he posted a fake smile on his face.

"Come on I want to go do something; let's go spar or go out," Goten stood up quickly, grabbing his bottle of water and chugging the rest of it down.

"Alright, I got to change though, I can't spar in this," Trunks stood up slowly, turning around to walk out of the kitchen.

"Trunks," Goten yelled stopping him before he could leave the room, "Can I borrow your cell, I don't know where mine is." Trunks eyed him trying to think of an excuse not to let him use it; he knew that Goten was going to call Paris, and he knew Paris would come running back to him; and then Bra would be completely heartbroken.

"You know man I left my phone with my Mom, she was going to try and fix it for me." Trunks watched as Goten shrugged and then continued on his way up to his room. As he walked out into the living room he saw Pan sitting on the floor trying to get Chase to walk, he stopped and watched as she held his little hands, trying to get him to take steps forward, but instead just standing in one spot giggling.

Trunks stayed back, watching for a few more moments, looking at the miniature version of Vegeta; so many emotions filling his body. Then he caught himself staring at her; the woman that he had been in love with for so long, the woman that seemed to hate him more than anything in this world and he felt his heart drop. He inhaled a long deep breath, and turned around to take the back stairs so he didn't have to interrupt her and start some sort of fight; that seemed to be the only thing they could ever accomplish between each other anymore, and that was something he never wanted to have happen between them; complete resentment. He climbed the stairs quickly, turning the corner and then tripping, landing face first on the floor; laying on the ground for a few moments he finally pulled himself up, coming face to face with Austin and he felt anger start to rise inside of him; but he pushed it back.

"Are you alright," Austin asked as he walked over to where the bag that Trunks had tripped over sat on the ground.

"I'm fine," he snapped, a little angrier then he wanted it to come out.

"I shouldn't have left that their but I ran out of hands," Austin said, he began feeling awkward; not sure what else to say to the man that stood in front of him.

"Don't worry about it," Trunks shook it off and began to head down the hall, but stopped and turned back around, "You need any help taking that stuff downstairs."

Austin was stunned; he was actually offering to help. "Actually, this stuff is going back into the room, Pan is staying for a few more days, she wants to be here for your sister."

Trunks stood in shock, Pan was staying, alone. Austin was leaving to go back to the States, and Pan was staying with his son. He quickly pulled himself out of his thoughts, focusing back to Austin, "You're leaving huh?"

"Yeah I got to get back; duty calls."

"Well Austin, it was nice meeting you," Trunks lied, sticking out his hand.

"Same with you Trunks, I'm sure you'll be coming through to see Chase though so I'll see you then," Austin reached out meeting Trunks' hand with a firm shake. Trunks nodded and walked down the hall to his room; shutting the door as he entered, staggering over to the bed. He slowly sat down, leaning back, staring at the ceiling. This is my chance; this is my chance to show her how sorry I am, to make her realize how much I love her.

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Austin finished putting the last couple things back up into the room that Pan and Chase would continue staying in. He was sad that he had to go and that she wasn't coming with him; but he knew she was staying for a good reason. He descended the stairs slowly, not wanting to leave, but knowing that he didn't have a choice; his flight would be leaving in a few hours and he had to get to the airport. He took a deep breath as his foot hit the bottom floor, walking towards the room that held Pan. Walking in he slowly made his way over to where she was and stopped in front of her, reaching his hands out, helping her to her feet.

"It's time already," she asked, leaning into his chest.

"Yeah, I got to go if I'm gunna make my flight," he sighed into her hair, taking in another breathe. He tightened his grip around her small body, pulling her close.

"Be safe ok," she whispered into his chest.

"I will, take care of yourself; and I hope all this stuff works its self out, you are a good person to stay here for your friend Pan," he said as pulled back to look into her dark eyes.

"I know I am," she chuckled. He lowered his lips to hers and planted a soft kiss on them. As he pulled away she quickly pulled him back down to her, kissing him with so much force, so much passion that made him wish they had some time to be alone. Finally breaking for air, he looked into her eyes once more, "You know you drive me crazy right." She giggled and watched as he reached down and picked Chase up off the floor. "You take care of your mom for me," he said tickling the boy's stomach, making him laugh. Pan grabbed Austin's hand and the three of them walked out to the truck, where he had his luggage packed.

Pan took Chase from Austin's arms and accepted one last kiss from him. "I love you, and I will be waiting for you to get back so we can finally start our life together." Pan felt a tear drop from her eye as she watched him get into the black truck. "I love you too; call me when you land ok." He nodded and shut the door, starting the engine and before she knew it they were waving and he was gone.

"Alright buddy looks like we are on our own," she smiled as she put the boy down on the ground. He quickly climbed to his feet and stood up, not taking any steps, just standing in one spot. "Come on Chase, come to mom," Pan cooed trying to persuade him to take the couple steps.

"Pan is that you," a voice startled her, making her jump. She turned around to see Goten standing with a dumfounded look on his face, staring at her. Pan smiled and walked over throwing her arms around him, pulling him into a giant bear hug.

"Uncle Goten," she smiled as she pulled away, "What's going on?"

Goten smiled back, "So you made it out of the fight ok, no injuries," he eyed her up and down concerned. Pan's facial expression changed to confusion; but remembered Bra saying something about him thinking that an enemy had come to earth and that is how he ended up being in the regen tank.

"I'm fine," she smiled, and then felt a tug at her pant leg. Goten looked down, and he shook his head in disbelief, "Is that a mini Vegeta," he laughed. Pan reached down and picked her son up, giving Goten a better look at his nephew. "When did Bulma have him?"

Pan laughed, that seemed to be the reaction she got from everyone around her that knew Vegeta. "No Goten, this is your nephew, my son."

Goten's jaw dropped as he looked the little boy up and down; "You slept with Vegeta?"

Pan through a swift punch into Goten's shoulder, "No Goten, you ass, I didn't sleep with Vegeta; what the fuck do you think I am?"

Goten began laughing hysterically, "Sorry Pan, it was just a question," he laughed some more. Pan exhaled harshly, giving Goten a evil stare, "Trunks, this is our son," she spat out, hoping it would shut him up.

"Wow, really," Goten looked at the boy again, studying his features. "That is insane, he looks nothing like Trunks or you for that matter; how the fuck did he end up with Vegeta's looks?"

"I have no clue, but he is cute and I don't care whose looks he got as long as he is healthy and strong," she said, sticking her tongue out.

"Well Pan, I got to get to the gravity room; I'm meeting Trunks in their for a spar," he plastered that famous Son grin on his face, "You hanging around here for awhile, or going back to your apartment?"

Pan looked confused, but reminded herself of the whole memory thing, "I'll be hanging around here; I'm staying here for a few days."

"Cool, I will see you later then," he quickly jogged off towards the gravity room leaving Pan to her own thoughts. This really is bad; he has no memory of anything that has happened recently. Bulma has to have something that can fix this; she has too.