A/N: Sorry for the long time and no write….no money to pay the internet bill…..yeah……I'm a poor bitch…..hehehe…..^_^; I'll try to write a good chapter, if I don't….then oh well.

Alone

Chapter 4

It was about midnight when Trunks and Pan returned to Capsule Corp. everyone had gone home and Bulma, Vegeta, and Bura had already taken to bed. "If you want you can stay in one of the guest rooms if you don't want to go home." Trunks offered.
"That would be nice, thanks." Pan replied a little weakly. When she reached the guestroom that she claimed as hers when she was just a kid, she stopped and looked at all the stuff she had there, extra clothes, a scrap book, framed pictures on the night stands, and even her old journal.
"Do you need anything, I'm going to the kitchen?" Trunks asked as he poked his head inside the door.
Pan smiled and replied, "A glass of water would be good."
"I'll be back." He said with yawn as he shut the door.
Pan bent down and picked up the disregarded journal and flipped through the pages, she stopped on one particular entry and started reading.
"October 31st,
I'm over here at capsule corp. hanging out with Bura, Goten, Marron and Trunks. We all decided we were too old to go trick or treating this year, so we turned off the porch light and ate all the candy ourselves. Bulma would be upset if she found out, she will anyway, it'll probably be printed on all the tabloids or something like that. The guys and Marron could've went out partying and stuff with their older friends, but they stayed with Bura and I to watch scary movies and act like stupid teenagers again. I love them all so much, they've been my best friends ever since I could remember, they've always been there for me and I'll always be there for them. We made a pact tonight, to always be there for one another no matter how old we may get or how far we move away from each other. We're always a phone call away from each other. Trunks surprised everyone by buying us cell phones and offering to pay the bills. I'm so glad we have each other, I don't what I'd do with out all of them.
Always,
Pan"

She shut the journal when Trunks walked in the room with a glass of water. "Thanks." Pan thanked as she took the glass and practically chugged the contents.
"Better?"
"Yup, thanks." She said as she set the glass on the nightstand.
"Good night Panny chan." Trunks said as he was about to leave the room.
"Wait." Pan called after him. "Could you stay here tonight? You know, I kinda forgot Mr. Booboo."
"Umm…" Trunks said uneasy.
"Not like that. I mean like friends, just sort of be here. I don't want to be alone." Pan said as she bowed her head and didn't look back up.
He didn't say anything, just smiled kindly and walked toward Pan and put an arm around her. "Like I said, I'll always be here for you." He said with a slight yawn.
She laid down and Trunks followed suit holding her protectively as if there was monsters in the closet. With in moments Trunks was asleep as Pan laid awake thinking about life in general. She stirred in the bed to make herself comfortable, Trunks' strong grip didn't give her much room to move, but she found a comfortable spot resting her head on her chest.
"I love you." He whispered. His eyes were still closed and Pan knew he was sleeping and with in seconds she joined him in slumber land.

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Bulma couldn't fall back asleep ever since she heard Trunks come home, so she got up out of bed and walked down the hallway. She poked her head in her son's room, but he wasn't there. "That's odd." She said to herself as she walked to the other wing of the house where Pan's room is. She poked her head inside to see Trunks and Pan sleeping together. "Well at least they're fully clothed." She said relieved as she shut the door. "It's shame really, what Pan's going through." She said to herself. "I just wish that none of this never happened."

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Pan woke up to the sound of the door of her room shutting, the clock read 3 am. She didn't know what came over her, but she picked up her journal and a pencil and started writing. When she finished, she placed the opened journal on the nightstand and flew out the window.

A/N: So what did ya think?? Sorry it's so short, it's already 1 am, I have to wake up @ 6:45 to go to Oregon to pick up my friend. ::Yawn:: Later….don't forget to Review!!