A/N: Finally an update! Yay! Sorry, if it's not exactly great, but hey, you get what you pay for, eh? ^_^

Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ, or any other bullshit I may add in my fic. I know that no one will sue, because there's a whole hell of a lot of fanfics on this webpage…so to all you lawyers…fuck off… 

The Younger Woman

Chapter Three

Pan POV

The tension in the room was enough to kill me. Maybe it's all my imagination. No one else seems uncomfortable except for Vegeta and I. Everyone else were clueless spectators, getting a kick out of the whole scene. Jasper and the band stopped playing and Krillin who was currently singing 'Slow Ride' by Foghart stepped off the stage to stand next to my father. I had to do something, anything to stop this from getting out. I would never be able to show my face to my friends and family if anyone found out.

Time stood still as Vegeta stood dumbstruck as to what to do.

Come to think of it, I'm not even sure why we ended up having sex. I don't normally get off in situations like that. Vegeta, Vegeta is good looking for a guy his age, doesn't look a day older than 35, whereas I know he's a whole of hell a lot older than that. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why did I have to do it with a married man?! Though shall not covet thy neighbor's wife…is it the same way with your neighbor's husband? They're not even my neighbors…What in Kami's name am I thinking?! Why am I thinking about myself when his life is about to fall apart! He has everything to lose! A loving wife and the respect of his children…children, that would be weird…wait, did we use a…nope, no condoms….Hope I'm not ovulating…What did I get myself into this time?

I looked around the room for any kind of distraction to avert the other's attention while I tried to think of something to do to maybe destroy the tape. I could set the bar on fire, no that would just be another criminal act…maybe pull the fire alarm? Nope, that's illegal too. Damn it! I noticed Vegeta dared a glance over at me, his eyes were just as clueless as my own. We needed some sort of miracle to get out of this one.

A blur of orange of blue streaked through the room, the tape that Oolong was holding up in the air was suddenly snatched away. The streak stopped and the figure became visible.

"Grandpa Goku?" I asked aloud in a harsh whisper before I regained my senses. He knows! Oh! He knows! That's why he took the tape, because he knows damn it! He knows! Could this get any worse? I think fear entrapped Vegeta for a split second, but the visible signs disappeared as quickly as it was showing. I heard grandpa say something to Vegeta and Oolong, but I didn't quite catch what was actually said. Why's he here? Is there another threat? What's going on?

"Hi everyone!" Goku greeted cheerfully with the usual sheepish son smile.

"Goku!" Krillin practically yelled. "What are you doing back? It's so good to see you!"

"Ah, it's good to be back. It's always nice to see everyone. But unfortunately the circumstances on why I'm here aren't good at all." He answered.

"So, why are you back?" My father asked as he walked up to his father and gave him a patented and brief 'manly' hug.

"That's something I must discuss with Vegeta." Goku responded. "And Pan, Oolong and Master Roshi." He added. I involuntarily swallowed hard gaining the attention of my Uncle and our friends. "If they would just follow me outside, I'll fill you all in a little later."

I watched as my grandfather walked outside, followed closely by Master Roshi and Oolong. Vegeta took one last sideward glance at me before walking gracefully outside. I pulled the rubber band off my wrist and put my hair up in a ponytail as I too walked outside, all the while getting odd stares from the others.

Dende hates me, I know it!

I watched as my grandfather smashed the taped with his bare hands; he did not look very happy at all. But then again, what grandfather would be happy that his life long adversary fucked his only granddaughter seven ways from Sunday? Then he smiled. What the fuck, why is he smiling? Maybe it was something Oolong said. They were making small talk while I took my sweet time walking to the corner of the yard that they were standing in. "So, what's going on?" I asked meekly once I approached the small crowd of men. My grandfather looked at me, not with a disappointment or despise, but with sorrow? Why is he sorrowful? Maybe he doesn't know after all…Stop it Pan, that's hopeful thinking.

"Pan, I'm so sorry." He finally said after a few tense moments. I didn't know why he was sorry, so I didn't know what to say, so I kept my mouth shut while I waiting for an explanation. "Oolong, Master Roshi, if you tell anyone what was on that tape, I'll personally kick you ass." Oh wow, my grandfather actually threatened someone? Wait, something is not right here. He doesn't do that, unless…

"What's in it for me?" Oolong asked, daring an evil sideward sneer at me.

"You're life." Vegeta said smoothly. He crossed his arms and leaned up against the tree.

"Listen, it would've happened one way or another." Goku stated.

What did he just say? "It would've happened one way or another? Grandfather, what are you getting at?" I asked apprehensively fearing what he may say. Vegeta also dared to let curiosity cross his features without immediately looking emotionless again.

"Care to fill us in here?" Master Roshi asked.

"It's important that no one tells anyone of this, it could ruin both of their lives." Goku stated. "It's written in the sayain prophecies that a ¼ hybrid and a pure sayain will conceive a child under the full moon of summer night." He said quickly.

The fluids in my mouth disappeared, my throat got a large lump half way down and I'm pretty sure that my skin was visibly paling with each passing second. Conceive a child? Conceive a fucking child! What the fuck? I can't be pregnant! I'm not pregnant…with…Vegeta's child…Trunks' and Bura's little sister or brother…a bastard…no father…nope, that never happened…so there's no father…Yup, there defiantly was something wrong with my logic there. For a second, I thought I was going to pull a Chichi and faint right there, but I held my own. I scowled as I took a step back, nearly chocked on the lump in my throat.

"See, the spirit of the Kami from Planet Vegeta wouldn't rest until his prophecies became a reality. And he was driving every other living Kami off the wall…so everyone kind of put some effort into making this happen…meaning you two had no say in it once so ever."

"What!" I shouted. "There must be some mistake!" Suddenly everything I ever hated about Vegeta came back to me tenfold…how he is so arrogant, sarcastic and rude, as if he is always on his high horse and believes himself to be better than everyone else. "What if there's some other full blooded sayain out there, or maybe, just maybe I'm not the only ¼ sayain hybrid in the universe! Maybe some other sayains that were banished from Planet Vegeta are still alive…" My anger from earlier was now making my skin burn and my blood boil. I had to make sure I kept my ki in check. Grandmother tells me that I'm a lot my father, sometimes my emotions get the better of me and my ki goes crazy. I started pacing back and forth, my arms still crossed.  

"Pan, please calm down." My grandfather requested of me in his usual soft voice.

"What?! Calm down?!" I shrieked, much like my grandfather did at times. "I'm 19-years-old, haven't graduated from college yet, and have you seen my police record?! What am I supposed to do? Huh? Answer me that! What in Kami's good name am I supposed to do?!"

"Well, Videl's pregnant right now, I mean, you wouldn't exactly be doing this on your own." Master Roshi said before backing away. "I won't tell a soul, mostly because I want to live out the rest of my life without permanent deformities." He added.

"Yeah, me too. We'll let you three talk this out." Oolong said cautiously before running after his perverted friend.

I wonder why that was? Oh right, forgot to keep my ki in check. Right now I'm in SSJ mode, oh well. I shrugged as I dropped out of it, my ki returning to normal. I noticed Vegeta's facial expression, "Wipe that smug look off your face." I growled. He smirked and crossed his arms before returning to his usual emotionless self. I turned to my grandfather, sighed and tried to clean the venom from my voice as best as I could. "So what's the point of this child?" I asked. There's no use denying it anymore, I tried to remember when the last time I had my period and as it turns out, I'm ovulating right now…fuck…

"It'll be a lot easier if I explain that to everyone."

"Wait. What about our predicament here?" Vegeta asked in his cold and distant voice. "Pan just mysterious gets knocked up with some child, that'll have more sayain DNA than any other hybrid when she has the least."

"I don't like that fact of lying to my family, but this is a rather complicated situation. So, there is no father."

"Hold on." I chuckled. "Maybe I should refer to my sex ed books…"

"Hey, it could happen." Goku shrugged. "Vegeta, when this child is ready, I want you to train him." Vegeta grunted in response. "Pan, I want you to move back in with your parents."

"I guess I have to." I sighed. My grandfather and Vegeta started back inside. I stood alone in the corner of the yard, half intentional because I didn't want to face everyone and half because my legs refused to obey my mind's command.

I can't believe I'm pregnant; with Vegeta's child nonetheless. Kami, I'm not ready for a child, I can barely take care of myself little lone have another to actually depend on me to take care of it. I'm not even all that responsible, and having a baby takes a lot of which I don't have. I can barely keep myself out of jail, what kind of a mother will I be? 

For some reason, my shoes seemed very interesting, even though, I'm not really thinking about my shoes. Come a few months, I won't even be able to see my feet. "Looks like I'm going to have to start living for someone else…this child." I said in tone that expressed my true hopelessness. I felt as if I were trapped in the worst possible precarious predicament, what will my parents say?

"Looks like I have a lot of growing up to do in a short amount of time." I sighed to myself as my legs suddenly started to carry me back inside. I stopped by the door and looked in. My grandfather and Vegeta were already sitting at the table. By the looks of it, the band had already packed up and left, probably because they were told to and everyone who wasn't a fighter had gone, leaving only the original Z fighters and their descendants. They arranged the tables so that everyone was gathered around what looked like one gigantic table.

My grandfather motioned me to come in and have a seat. I sighed and bowed my head as I entered the room. This may turn out good, but there's still a pretty big chance that this will end as the biggest fiasco in the history of man. My father can be a very dangerous person…