"Never Lose"

By Pixie

Pixie: I know its been awhile. WAYY too long in fact. But I've been entertaining guests, and trying to work out a hellish play schedule. ((I'm not in the play btw. I blew it at auditions. I run the followspot. ((It's a spot light that is used to follow people around on stage)) Rehearsals are….5 hours. A night. Top that off with studying for tests at school and you have one girl with absolutely no fun life. But here, before I go off to work on the dreaded world of math…I will update for you all. Sorry again for slow updates.

Chapter 19: Come back to me..

Pan's POV

Its been eight months since Marron's funeral. Everything is so quiet. We have all agreed not to tell Krillan or 18 what was really going on in Marron's mind. Her death is still fresh in their minds, so we will spare them the pain and shame Marron held in life. Someday we will tell.

My baby is due very soon now. Its going to be a boy. I've decided, that when he's going to be called Jeff. Like his father. I won't call him JP though. I don't think I'll be able too. Everyone's been real supportive about me having a baby. I thought Mom and Dad would flip, but Mom hugged me, and Dad smiled, and said they'd support me. Everyone else seemed cool, and promised to support me.

Everyone but one person. A boy with lavender hair, whom I haven't seen since Marron's funeral, when we held each other close, and whispered our love to each other. I've called his phone, I've called his work, I've called Bulma, Bra and Vegeta. Always the same answer. "Pan?" they would say, "Why don't you call later?" I would call later. Same response.

I picked up the phone and dialed Trunk's secretary.

"Who would you like to speak to?" The woman asked.

"Trunks Briefs," I said softly.

"And who might you be?" The woman asked. I thought for a moment. If I told her I was Pan, she'd tell me Trunks was in a meeting or something. But…if I could convince this woman I was Bra…I wondered why I hadn't thought of this before

"Bra Briefs, his sister." It was a bad lie, but it might work.

"One moment, Ms. Briefs." I sighed.

"This is Trunks Briefs." I almost giggled over how official he sounded.

"Trunks?" I asked, not daring to believe that was his voice I was hearing. I had missed his voice so much, and hearing it was like hearing the sweetest music. I tried to make my mind record the sound of his voice, but it was as fleeting as the wind.

"Panny?" He sounded in disbelief, "Pan I…I don't know what to say."

"You've been avoiding me, Trunks."

"Pan…Yes I have been avoiding you. I've wrapped myself up in work and everything so we don't have to be together. But Panny…While you were out with JP, I was mourning in my room, wanting to die. All I could think about was you. The way you smelled, the way you smiled. It drove me to the point where I couldn't even tell night from day. All I saw was darkness. The only hope I held, even if it was just a dying candle flame was you. Thinking that maybe there was a small chance that some where you were missing me too. But no…you were off with Mr. Nice Guy JP, having his children, planning to spend your whole life with him. And then, in the blink of an eye, he's gone. And I'm back, you're there to welcome me with open arms and love. You forgot about this JP so easily. Will you forget me too?"

"Trunks…." I couldn't believe what he was saying.

"Pan…meet me at CC in 10 minutes. Let's talk there."

"Ok." I hung up the phone gently, and flew out the window. I could have been at CC in 2 seconds, but I had to fly slowly because of the baby. But in 10 minutes, I was there, in Trunk's room, sitting on a chair. I looked up at Trunks, his blue eyes filled with worry, anticipation, and in the farthest corners, I think I even saw love.

Trunks' POV

Pan sat there, looking at me. Gods, she was beautiful. Even at 9 months pregnant, Pan was a shining star, a candle in the dark.

"Trunks…" she looked at me as she spoke, her black diamond eyes shining with tears, "I don't regret the time I spent with JP. You and I, we're opposite, while JP and I were more the same. But…I loved you too. I feel like I have two hearts instead of one, one full of love for JP, and one loving you. I suffered Trunks. I left my homeland because I thought you didn't love me. I abandoned my family, my friends, everything hear, because I thought we could never be. And I know you felt the same. You're sadness w as not because of my leaving, it was because…even if I returned, you thought we'd never be together again. Don't you see Trunks? I had to move on. And JP was there. In the right place at the right time. I loved him, Trunks. As much as I love you. JP is gone Trunks. And you are here, and I love you. You are in the right place at the right time Trunks. What are you going to do about it?" I stared into those tear-stained eyes, silent. I knew we we're both trembling, but I had no answer. Not yet. The words "I love you" formed themselves on my tongue, but I could no say them. Suddenly, Pan broke our eye contact as she fell to the floor.

"Panny?" I said, not disguising the alarm in my voice.

"Trunks…my baby. He's here. Call the hospital." I did as she said, and an ambulance came. I would have taken her myself, but I had to tell Gohan and Videl.

"Pan!" I yelled after her, "I love you too!"

Pixie: One more chapter everybody, then I'm going to concentrate on "Killing My Soul" for a bit. When my schedule clears up a little, I'm putting up a G/B fic, written by me and my cousin, called "Bondage" ((it's not another angsty romance fic either.))