"You want a cup of coffee?" asked Trunks as he walked over too the cafeteria of the hospital.
"Yeah sure. I feel like having one," smiled Pan.
"Alright ma'am, a cup of coffee for the pretty lady, will that be all?" asked Trunks bowing deeply.
"Trunks!" hissed Pan between her teeth. "Everyone is watching!"
"They are?" a boyish glistening appeared in his eyes. He kneeled down on one knee before Pan, and he kissed her hand. A blush graced Pan's cheeks.
"I want the whole world to know I love you, Mrs. Briefs." He smiled and got up. A cup of coffee, right?"
"And you can have one yourself too."
Trunks smiled warmly, the smile she loved so much. She watched him walk towards the counter.
"Aw… he has the cutest ass I've ever seen," though Pan.
To her shock she saw him wobble on his legs before he fell to the ground.
"Trunks!" Pan got up as fast as she could and ran towards Trunks, kneeling down at his side, shaking him softly. "Trunks, Trunks, can you hear me?" she asked desperate.
Suddenly she was pulled away roughly. Two men in a white uniform lifted Trunks on a stretcher.
"I'm sorry ma'am, you can't go any further then these doors." Said the doctor who held Pan's arm tightly.
"But that's my husband in there!" screamed Pan panicked.
"I know ma'am, but you will only slow us down in helping him."
Pan understood it was better, for Trunks, to wait outside. Although she wanted to be with him right now, she sat down.
Every now and then a nurse or doctor passed her by, Pan tried to talk to them, but they just seemed too busy running around.
The longer it took, the more Pan's nervousness grew. Finally the man who had stopped her walked calmly towards her.
"Mrs. Briefs?"
Pan looked up at him. "Is he…alright?" she almost begged the man to say yes.
"He's awake and all his vital functions are working again…"
Pan finally cried all the tension out, tears of happiness.
"But…." Added the doctor.
Pan's hart missed a beat as she looked into the eyes of the doctor, his eyes were serious, and filled with…
… compassion…
"But… what?" asked Pan not wanting to know the answer.
"We found a strange bundle of cells in his brains."
Now the tears of joy were replaced with tears of pain and fear. "Can… can I see him?" begged Pan shaky.
"Yes you can, he already asked for you. Here…" the man offered her a paper tissue.
Pan eagerly accepted the tissue.
"Does… does he know yet?" asked Pan carefully.
"Yes, we told him." Replied the man shortly.
"Can you believe it?! They say I have cancer! I can't have cancer." Exclaimed Trunks.
"Try to relax, It's not even sure it's cancer, it can be anything.
I'm so happy you're still alive. I was scared you'd die right there and then." said Pan with a shaky voice.
Trunks looked at Pan and realized how much she'd been through. He held her tightly against him, this was a bit hard to do with all those tubes coming out of his body.
"Should I call your dad and Bra?" said Pan as she released herself from the tight grip Trunks had one her. In his eyes she could see he his pain, the urge to cry.
"Oh sweetie, come here." And she pressed him against her again.
"Oh Panny, I was so afraid of dying, leaving you behind…" sobbed Trunks.
"It's okay, it's okay.." soothed Pan, gently rocking him. After a few minutes Trunks looked up at her.
"Call dad okay? Tell him to take Bra too." Smiled Trunks.
"I will" smiled Pan back. As she got up they held hands as long as possible, before stepping out of the room Pan moved her lips forming the words 'I love you' and closed the door gently behind her.
Trunks sighed deeply, he knew something was wrong with his body. He was so tired after doing just a little bit of exercise. He just kept telling himself it was because of his poor shape. Deep down inside he knew, knew all along.
"I can't go now, I'm finally happy. I'm gonna be a dad." Trunks smiled vaguely and fell asleep.
When he woke up he found himself unable to move. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw were beautiful, soft, bluish locks of hair.
"Mom?" whispered Trunks still very sleepy. The moment he spoke the word, he knew something wasn't right about it. He gently pushed the figure of his chest. She seemed to be shocked as if she was sleeping, as she looked at him he recognized his sister's eyes, face and smile.
"Oh my god Trunks! You scared the hell outta me." She screamed semi-mad at her brother, she hugged him tightly.
"I thought I was gonna lose you too!" tears rolled over her cheeks.
Trunks sat more upright and looked around 'his' room. In a dark corned he recognized the shape of his father, he was awake, but just sitting there.
"Dad…?" asked Trunks carefully. Vegeta got up and slowly walked towards his son.
"How do you feel?" he asked casually.
Trunks ignored the coolness of his dad and he took his hand in his own and squeezed it. He smiled. "Thanks for coming dad. I really need all of you guys."
"Vegeta snorted and turned around to sit in his chair again.
Trunks sighed deeply and lay back on his bed. He knew his dad cared, but it would be very nice if he showed it every now and then. He felt a soft touch on his hand, he looked up to see Bra's smiling face.
"You know he doesn't mean it." She said with a sad smile.
"Yeah I know." "Where's Pan?" he asked suddenly.
"She went out the get coffee for us," reassured Bra her brother.
When Trunks woke up the next morning, he noticed two figures on both sides of his bed. One with bluish hair, and a raven haired girl. They were both breathing in a slow rhythm, they were asleep. Trunks gently removed them of his bed. He really needed to use the little boys room.
When his bed was finally cleared, he tried to get out, but he was stopped by a stinging pain, he looked at the direction of the painful spot. A large needle with a tube attached to it was stuck in the back of his hand. Trunks traced the tube with his eyes. It was finally attached to a plastic bag filled with a transparent fluid.
"I can go without that for a while." thought Trunks and he pulled the needle out of the back of his hand.
But he was still stuck to his bed, he looked down at his chest, six white round stickers were glued to his body. "What the.?" Thought Trunks as he touched the white rounds.
"These have to go off too." Thought Trunks and he started to pull the stickers of. Before he was done the lively line on the green monitor went flat and a earsplitting alarm went of. The two girls on both sides of the bed jumped up standing in a fighting stance looking suspiciously around the room as if they couldn't place themselves in the room. Surprisingly enough Vegeta was still sitting on his chair in the corner of the room.
A few seconds later three nurses came running into the room, they sighed deeply when they saw what was wrong.
"Mr. Briefs, you are not allowed to disconnect yourself from the hart monitor." Said one of the nurses in a motherly way. Her nametag said her name was Ellen .
"And you should not rip out tour iv either." Completed the second nurse holding the needle of the iv in her hand waving it accusing.
"But I need to go the bathroom." Said Trunks hinting.
Ellen kneeled down at the side of his bad, picking something up. "Well Mr. Briefs, that is why you have a bedpan." She said showing him the bedpan.
