Alone

Chapter seven

Yamcha pulled into the driveway of Capsule Corp. a little after five p.m. with Pan and Emmanuel. He drove a 1998 Chevy Malibu, granted it had its scratches but it was still a good car. "You ready?" Yamcha asked after noticing Pan's worried expression.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Pan grunted as she pulled Emmanuel from his car seat. "I think I'm just going to go straight to the back, I feel my dad's ki; I kind of wanted to talk to him first."

"Alright, I'll see you in a little bit then." Yamcha announced cheerfully as he practically ran to the front door. Pan sighed as she walked around the side of the large house. She peered into the backyard and spotted the people she tried so hard to forget; her father, Vegeta, Krillin, Goten, Ubuu, and Trunks.

Pan summoned all her courage and stepped into the backyard, "You always did pack quite a punch." She called over to her dad, who was punching an invisible enemy.

Gohan stopped in midair and turned around. No one moved, no one talked, everyone, even Pan just stood there and stared. "Pan." Gohan said, unable to form a sentence. He landed on the ground and stopped walking when he got about ten feet from his daughter. 

"Good, you still recognize me." She said sarcastically.

"Hi." Gohan greeted uneasily as he moved in for a hug, but Pan moved out of the way. For the next few moments an awkward silence covered the group like a blanket and the tension in the air was so thick that you couldn't even cut it was knife. "So…" Gohan started unsure what he was going to say.

"So," Pan started, "still alive I see." She said coldly.

"I feel like I've already died." Gohan said quietly as he scratched the back of his neck. He found the ground extremely interesting for the next few moments.

"How's mom?" Pan asked trying to warm up a little to her father.

"She's ah, she's ah," He started painfully, "She died last year."

"Oh." Pan said trying to sound sympathetic, but found it extremely hard.

Another awkward fell upon the two.

"So, ah," Gohan scratched his neck nervously again. "How have you been?"

"I've spent the last two years of my life trying to forget this place, I was doing pretty good too." Pan said emotionless.

"What made you come back?" Gohan asked, trying to understand things from his daughter's point of view.

"Job offer." Pan stated simply.

"Oh, where's your husband?" Gohan asked, noticing her ring and more importantly Emmanuel, who was holding on to Pan's neck.

Pan set Emmanuel on the ground, who immediately started to chase falling snowflakes. The cold didn't seem to bother him, after all, Pan wrapped him three sweatshirts and a large winter jacket. "I guess the Son curse is to become a widow." She looked over to her son again and noticed he was forming a ki blast. She ran over to him and integrated his ki blast into one of her own and sent to a nearby tree. "No Emmanuel. You're too young! You might get yourself hurt, not to mention we didn't get our safety deposited back from our last apartment." She scolded, reminding everyone of Chichi.

Gohan walked up behind her, "Listen, I'm sorry."

Pan turned around, a frown present on her face, "What are you sorry for?" she asked. Emmanuel watched his mommy's breath fade into the air.

"I'm sorry for being saying those things about you and your mother. I'm sorry for being a relentless bastard." Gohan said in a way that Pan had difficulties not to believe him.

Pan smiled; for the first time in a long while she let out a slight laugh. "Don't apologize for the things you said about mother. She deserves what she got in the end, I'm glad you said those things." She said humorously.

It was Gohan's turn to frown but didn't say anything back to further the situation. "So, I'm a grandfather. May I?" he asked holding out his arms.

Pan thought about it for a minute before handing him Emmanuel. She looked nervously at the two for a moment; she thought her father was going to drop him. "Relax, if you don't remember, I've done this before." Gohan laughed. "Why don't you go greet everyone else, I've got…"

"Emmanuel." Pan stated.

"I've got Emmanuel taken care of." Gohan smirked.

Pan didn't move from her spot in front of her father, instead she looked at him with pleading eyes. "Daddy, I'm sorry." She said softly as she embraced her father in hug.

"I'm sorry too." Gohan whispered, trying to keep both Emmanuel and Pan in his grasps. "I've missed you so much."

"Likewise." Pan said pulling out of the hug first; she quickly brushed away the tears that threaten to fall down her cheek.

Gohan smiled at his daughter once more who was looking at him like she did when she was younger, "Go on, and go greet everyone else."

Pan smiled as she turned and saw Trunks on the porch; Goten had ran inside screaming, "She's back!" over and over again, forgetting to say just who is back. Trunks let a warm smile cross his face as he uncrossed his arms.

(Hmmm….well there's chapter seven, what'd ya think? Cheesy? I know, but I don't care! Later!)