We Meet Again
A/N: I don't know what to say. I am really and truly working hard on this fic,and people who leave curses and insults in their reviews for me not only get on my nerves,they get me sad. I just removed a very insulting review,and I won't say who left it,but people like that really need to get a life. And I mean it. This person accused me of stealing Faye's fic repeatedly too. I have one thing to say to that person: If you dislike my fic so much,then why the hell are you reading it?! Jeez. I was seriously thinking of not writing anymore of this fic,but decided against it Oh,and lots of thanks to juliemoonstar,Starlight,DKZ101,and illis for telling me Trunks' age if Janine was 10. I had this idea..but since Trunks would be 42,um,forget it.=P
--------
Chapter 17: Falling in Love
--------
"Oh,Trunks,don't talk like that! I'm sure everything will work out." Bra hugged her brother,completely forgetting she was supposed to be angry at him for the moment.
"Um,Trunks,honey..why don't you just search for her ki?" asked Bulma patiently.
"Ki?" Amanda and Jeffrey blinked. "What are you talking about?"
"You think I haven't tried that already? It was the first thing that crossed my mind." Trunks seemed to ignore Amanda and Jeffrey's question.
"And?" Bra stared at her brother expectantly.
"I don't sense it,Bra! I've tried a number of times,repeatedly."
"Well,keep trying. It's obvious she's trying to suppress it,but she can't keep it up for very long."
"You're right. I'll keep trying,and I'll let you know if I sense anything."
"Hello?! What the hell are you people talking about?!" cried Amanda.
"Oh,er," Trunks mumbled,"A ki is a,um,..." he looked at Bra helplessly.
"Type of food!" Bra blurted out.
"What? How is eating going to help us find Pan?"
Trunks burst out laughing. Bra glared daggers at her brother,and he covered his mouth to suppress his laughter. "Oh,umm..it won't! See,that's the point. I was so hungry,I kept thinking of kis instead of Pan."
Jeffrey looked at him strangely. "Okaay...that's really weird."
"Totally. I'll have to try a ki some day." added Amanda.
At this,Trunks turned bright red with laughter. Bra,seeing that her brother would let the cat out of the bag if he kept this up,quickly said,"He has to go to the bathroom right NOW,don't you,Trunks?"
"I..I..yeah," Trunks covered his mouth,and let Bra guide him to the bathroom,as Amanda and Jeffrey looked on,completely bewildered.
"Is he sick or something?" asked Jeffrey with concern.
"No,no! He'll be fine. Trust me." said Bulma,smiling.
"Okay. If you say so." Jeffrey patted his stomach. "Man,did you make any kis today by any chance? I'm starving. I'd love to have one,if that's okay."
~Back at Westport~
"Dad?"
Gohan looked up at his daughter,smiling. "Yes,dear?"
"I'm going to the library for a while. I have to do this project for History on Queen Elizabeth."
"Ok,honey. Go ahead,but make sure you're back in time for dinner!"
"Don't worry,I will." Pan closed the door behind her.
-----
"L..M..N..O.." muttered Pan as she went through the stack of books across the shelves. "Where the hell is Q.."
"Excuse me,young lady,but there's no need to curse. If you need help,just ask."
Pan jumped as she saw the librarian standing next to her,frowning. "Oh,gosh,I'm really sorry! I had no idea I was so loud."
"It's all right. Just make sure it doesn't happen again." the librarian walked away.
"Hey,wait,I needed some help!" she called after her,but the librarian didn't seem to have heard her. "Damn." she muttered. She didn't feel like searching for a book on Queen Elizabeth anymore. Her project wasn't due until next week,so she had plenty of time. Pan decided to look at the newspaper,just to catch up with what was going on in the world.
"Excuse me,do you keep newspapers?" she asked another librarian.
"Yes,we do. They're all over there,you can get what you like." she motioned over to a corner where a newspaper rack stood.
"Thanks." Pan grabbed the paper marked 'March 1st,Friday' and looked at the headline. What she saw nearly made her fall out of her chair in shock. In bold letters across the top was written,WIFE OF MILLIONARE DIES IN LABOR.
Shocked,she flipped through the newspaper until she found the article she had been searching for. *This couldn't be about Trunks..right?* she asked herself as she scanned the article for any information. There was a picture of Trunks,sitting by Terri's bedside,with a little baby in his arms.
"Oh Dende." she whispered. Terri died? She searched for more details on the incident,but unfortunately,it only told of Terri's death and claimed Trunks had refused to give any further information. Suddenly,Pan knew she had to see Trunks. All her anger,all her dread,seemed to have vanished.
"This doesn't mean you're forgiven,Trunks Briefs." She rolled up the paper and placed it back on the rack. "But maybe I'd think of seeing you again-only to help you grieve over Terri." *He probably needs a shoulder to lean on right now,* she reasoned,*I can't say I'll forgive you,but maybe,just maybe I'll help you.* Opening the exit of the library,she hurried out.
"Oof!" she cried suddenly,as she fell to the ground with a thud. "Hey,watch where you're going!" she yelled at the figure who bumped into her.
"Quite sorry,miss. My apologies." A tall young man of about 20 loomed over her and smiled softly. "I should be more careful,bumping into beautiful misses such as yourself!"
"Oh,um,that's okay.." Pan seemed to be at a loss for words. *He's so cute!* she thought repeatedly,staring at his soft brown eyes and short curly brown hair.
The young man grinned at her,showing off a dimple in his right cheek,as he helped her up. "What's your name,miss? Mine is Chris Mcloughlin."
"Pan. Son Pan. Glad to meet you...Chris. You're not from around here,are you? I've never seen you before."
Chris chuckled softly. "Yep,you're right about that,Pan. Moved from England only a week ago."
"Ohh..England! What's it like there?"
Chris had a fond look in his eyes. "It's wonderful..simply wonderful. You see,after my mother died we had to leave our home. The pain was too much."
"Just like Trunks." murmered Pan to herself.
"Pardon?" Chris looked confused.
"Oh,never mind,Chris. So do you like it here?"
"Well,can't say I was too thrilled with it a week ago...but I must say this place sure does have alot of beautiful young women." he glanced at her meaningfully.
Pan blushed furiously. *He's so charming!* she thought. "Thank you,Chris." she glanced at her watch wistfully. "I'm afraid I have to go home now. My parents wanted me home before 7:00 and it's already 7:15."
"May I drive you home?"
"Oh,no. I live just around the block. There's no need to,but thanks anyway."
"Oh." Chris sounded disappointed. "Will I see you again,Pan?"
"Sure. Here's my number." she quickly scribbled down her number,waved goodbye,and disappeared down the block.
"Beautiful." whispered Chris to himself,watching her leave. "She's beautiful."
-------
A/N: Chris Mcloughlin! Pan's falling for him..and so is he,for that matter. Where's Trunks?! Hurry up Trunks,because it just might be too late!
A/N: I don't know what to say. I am really and truly working hard on this fic,and people who leave curses and insults in their reviews for me not only get on my nerves,they get me sad. I just removed a very insulting review,and I won't say who left it,but people like that really need to get a life. And I mean it. This person accused me of stealing Faye's fic repeatedly too. I have one thing to say to that person: If you dislike my fic so much,then why the hell are you reading it?! Jeez. I was seriously thinking of not writing anymore of this fic,but decided against it Oh,and lots of thanks to juliemoonstar,Starlight,DKZ101,and illis for telling me Trunks' age if Janine was 10. I had this idea..but since Trunks would be 42,um,forget it.=P
--------
Chapter 17: Falling in Love
--------
"Oh,Trunks,don't talk like that! I'm sure everything will work out." Bra hugged her brother,completely forgetting she was supposed to be angry at him for the moment.
"Um,Trunks,honey..why don't you just search for her ki?" asked Bulma patiently.
"Ki?" Amanda and Jeffrey blinked. "What are you talking about?"
"You think I haven't tried that already? It was the first thing that crossed my mind." Trunks seemed to ignore Amanda and Jeffrey's question.
"And?" Bra stared at her brother expectantly.
"I don't sense it,Bra! I've tried a number of times,repeatedly."
"Well,keep trying. It's obvious she's trying to suppress it,but she can't keep it up for very long."
"You're right. I'll keep trying,and I'll let you know if I sense anything."
"Hello?! What the hell are you people talking about?!" cried Amanda.
"Oh,er," Trunks mumbled,"A ki is a,um,..." he looked at Bra helplessly.
"Type of food!" Bra blurted out.
"What? How is eating going to help us find Pan?"
Trunks burst out laughing. Bra glared daggers at her brother,and he covered his mouth to suppress his laughter. "Oh,umm..it won't! See,that's the point. I was so hungry,I kept thinking of kis instead of Pan."
Jeffrey looked at him strangely. "Okaay...that's really weird."
"Totally. I'll have to try a ki some day." added Amanda.
At this,Trunks turned bright red with laughter. Bra,seeing that her brother would let the cat out of the bag if he kept this up,quickly said,"He has to go to the bathroom right NOW,don't you,Trunks?"
"I..I..yeah," Trunks covered his mouth,and let Bra guide him to the bathroom,as Amanda and Jeffrey looked on,completely bewildered.
"Is he sick or something?" asked Jeffrey with concern.
"No,no! He'll be fine. Trust me." said Bulma,smiling.
"Okay. If you say so." Jeffrey patted his stomach. "Man,did you make any kis today by any chance? I'm starving. I'd love to have one,if that's okay."
~Back at Westport~
"Dad?"
Gohan looked up at his daughter,smiling. "Yes,dear?"
"I'm going to the library for a while. I have to do this project for History on Queen Elizabeth."
"Ok,honey. Go ahead,but make sure you're back in time for dinner!"
"Don't worry,I will." Pan closed the door behind her.
-----
"L..M..N..O.." muttered Pan as she went through the stack of books across the shelves. "Where the hell is Q.."
"Excuse me,young lady,but there's no need to curse. If you need help,just ask."
Pan jumped as she saw the librarian standing next to her,frowning. "Oh,gosh,I'm really sorry! I had no idea I was so loud."
"It's all right. Just make sure it doesn't happen again." the librarian walked away.
"Hey,wait,I needed some help!" she called after her,but the librarian didn't seem to have heard her. "Damn." she muttered. She didn't feel like searching for a book on Queen Elizabeth anymore. Her project wasn't due until next week,so she had plenty of time. Pan decided to look at the newspaper,just to catch up with what was going on in the world.
"Excuse me,do you keep newspapers?" she asked another librarian.
"Yes,we do. They're all over there,you can get what you like." she motioned over to a corner where a newspaper rack stood.
"Thanks." Pan grabbed the paper marked 'March 1st,Friday' and looked at the headline. What she saw nearly made her fall out of her chair in shock. In bold letters across the top was written,WIFE OF MILLIONARE DIES IN LABOR.
Shocked,she flipped through the newspaper until she found the article she had been searching for. *This couldn't be about Trunks..right?* she asked herself as she scanned the article for any information. There was a picture of Trunks,sitting by Terri's bedside,with a little baby in his arms.
"Oh Dende." she whispered. Terri died? She searched for more details on the incident,but unfortunately,it only told of Terri's death and claimed Trunks had refused to give any further information. Suddenly,Pan knew she had to see Trunks. All her anger,all her dread,seemed to have vanished.
"This doesn't mean you're forgiven,Trunks Briefs." She rolled up the paper and placed it back on the rack. "But maybe I'd think of seeing you again-only to help you grieve over Terri." *He probably needs a shoulder to lean on right now,* she reasoned,*I can't say I'll forgive you,but maybe,just maybe I'll help you.* Opening the exit of the library,she hurried out.
"Oof!" she cried suddenly,as she fell to the ground with a thud. "Hey,watch where you're going!" she yelled at the figure who bumped into her.
"Quite sorry,miss. My apologies." A tall young man of about 20 loomed over her and smiled softly. "I should be more careful,bumping into beautiful misses such as yourself!"
"Oh,um,that's okay.." Pan seemed to be at a loss for words. *He's so cute!* she thought repeatedly,staring at his soft brown eyes and short curly brown hair.
The young man grinned at her,showing off a dimple in his right cheek,as he helped her up. "What's your name,miss? Mine is Chris Mcloughlin."
"Pan. Son Pan. Glad to meet you...Chris. You're not from around here,are you? I've never seen you before."
Chris chuckled softly. "Yep,you're right about that,Pan. Moved from England only a week ago."
"Ohh..England! What's it like there?"
Chris had a fond look in his eyes. "It's wonderful..simply wonderful. You see,after my mother died we had to leave our home. The pain was too much."
"Just like Trunks." murmered Pan to herself.
"Pardon?" Chris looked confused.
"Oh,never mind,Chris. So do you like it here?"
"Well,can't say I was too thrilled with it a week ago...but I must say this place sure does have alot of beautiful young women." he glanced at her meaningfully.
Pan blushed furiously. *He's so charming!* she thought. "Thank you,Chris." she glanced at her watch wistfully. "I'm afraid I have to go home now. My parents wanted me home before 7:00 and it's already 7:15."
"May I drive you home?"
"Oh,no. I live just around the block. There's no need to,but thanks anyway."
"Oh." Chris sounded disappointed. "Will I see you again,Pan?"
"Sure. Here's my number." she quickly scribbled down her number,waved goodbye,and disappeared down the block.
"Beautiful." whispered Chris to himself,watching her leave. "She's beautiful."
-------
A/N: Chris Mcloughlin! Pan's falling for him..and so is he,for that matter. Where's Trunks?! Hurry up Trunks,because it just might be too late!