Ch.8: Late


**Six weeks after breakup**

Pan lay in her bed, pale and very weak. Aaliyah came in carrying a bowl of chicken

noodle soup.

"Feeling any better?"

"No, I'm not. I don't understand. I've been sick for the past five weeks." Aaliyah sat on

the end of Pan's bed.

"Maybe you should see a doctor."

"No, I'm staying right here. How'd your appointment go?"

"Dr. Shen says that I'm progressing wonderfully. The baby is going to be very healthy."

"Have you thought about seeing Dr. Son. Dr. Shen dropped me when I was born."

"Don't worry Dr. Shen isn't going to be catching the baby. I'm going to America to have

the baby."

"Oh yeah that's right." Aaliyah looked over at the clock.

"I'd better get goin' so I'm not late."

"Wait can I confide in you real quick?"

"Hurry."

"I'm three weeks late."

"You have got to be kidding me."

"Do you think...?"

"There is a possibility."

"I'll try to drag myself out of bed to get something."

"You do that. I've got to go." Aaliyah left Pan alone. She had gotten a job waitressing at

a local restaurant. Pan drank down the soup that Aaliyah had left and pulled herself out of

bed to take a shower. Pan got dressed and heard her cell phone ring.

"Pan Son's phone."

"Hey Pan how you holdin' up?" It was Bra.

"Does throwing up every few hours sound good to you?"

"I did it every morning for three months. You must have the flu."

"I hope so. How's your life?"

"Pregnancy sucks, naturally Goten wants a boy, I'm having a girl and my brother is

acting like an asshole."

"He's still upset?"

"Is he ever. He had his sights on marriage. Did you guys bond?"

"Yes, we did but I just had to screw it up."

"Pan you two are bonded. That's why he's acting like such a jerk."

"Can we please not talk about this."

"Well at least give him a call. I'm going to go."

"Alright bye." Pan suddenly felt very sick. She ran for the bathroom and lost everything

she had eaten in the last three days into the toilet.

**Trunks**

Trunks walked into a small restaurant a couple of blocks away from Pan's apartment. He

walked in and sat down at a secluded table and locked over the menu.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" A waitress asked. Trunks looked up. It was Aaliyah.

She glared down at him before she turned to another waitress.

"Kim I'll trade you tables."

"Aaliyah please talk to me. Kami, Pan won't even pick up her phone."

"Aaliyah you take a fifteen minute break." Kim answered Aaliyah.

"Are you sure?"

"You've been on your feet for three hours. It's not good for your little one." Aaliyah gave

a weak smile and sat down. Kim walked off.

"How is she?" Trunks asked. Aaliyah didn't want to tell Trunks anything but somehow

she felt it was for the best.

"Her face healed up from where you hit her." She answered harshly. "And she's been real

sick for the past five weeks."

"Sick?"

"I've told her for the past couple of weeks to see a doctor but you know Pan."

"So dammed independent."

"No, that's me. She just doesn't listen."

"Never has and never will."

"You really do love her."

"Ever since she was fourteen. A firey little girl with the spirit of a woman."

"She's grown up." Aaliyah whispered.

"She still lied to me."

"You know why she lied?"

"Tell me."

"She was scared that you wouldn't accept her because of how much she had changed. I

have never met a girl so loyal to her first love while he never knew it."

"Is she home?" Trunks asked getting up.

"I don't know." He whispered a quick thank you and ran out the door.

**Pan**

Pan stood over two home pregnancy tests. It had been the longest minute she had ever

experienced. She looked in the mirror.

"Please don't be positive." She prayed picking up one of the two tests. Two lines. She

picked up the second one. "No! I can't be pregnant! Not now!" Both tests showed two

lines. She heard her doorbell so she set down the tests and headed to the door.

"Who is it?"

"Pan its me. Trunks"

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Will you please listen to me?"

"The door is open." Pan stood back with her arms wrapped around her middle. Trunks

came in.

"Thank you."

"What do you want?" Pan asked harshly.

"I want to ask you why you lied to me."

"Why don't you just guess." Pan answered sitting down.

"I want to hear the answer from you Pan." Trunks said kneeling down in front of Pan.

"You've grown up. You've changed. I want to know the real Panny." Pan looked deep

into Trunks' blue eyes.

'Think of the baby Pan.' Pan told herself. 'Be strong.'

"You wouldn't understand Trunks." She answered. "You would never understand me."

"Would you stop being so stubborn. Do you have any clue how much I love you?" Pan

tore her eyes away from Trunks'.

"Please Trunks you can't do this to me."

"I can't be in love with you?"

"Stop it please."

"Pan I don't care why you lied now. I'm tired of being without you." Tears slowly

slipped down Pan's face. "I'm tired of your father threatening us. I just want you Pan. I

have loved you ever since the GT."

"Trunks..." Trunks kissed Pan softly. She pulled away and stood up.

"Pan?"

"Get out!" She whispered. Trunks tried to argue. "Get out!" She told him angrily. Trunks

stood up and tried to hold her. She pulled away.

"Pan please..." Trunks tried to get a hold off her again. Pan walked over to the door and

opened it. "Panny please don't push me out of your life."

"Get out!" Pan was getting to her weakest point: hurting Trunks.

"Fine." Trunks walked out. Pan immediately closed the door after him and locked it. She

ran for the bathroom to look at the tests again. Sure enough on both of them were two

pink lines. She was pregnant. Not only was she just pregnant but the father was Trunks.

The man she had just told to leave. She fell weakly to the ground and burst into tears.

'What have I done?"

**One week later**

"I still say you just need to tell him Pan." Aaliyah told Pan while they were cooking

dinner.

"Tell who what Aunt P?" Coby asked peeling a potato.

"I am pregnant Coby."

"Who's the baby's daddy?"

"My baby's daddy is Trunks."

"That son of a bitch that hit you? I still wanna kick his ass for hittin' you Aunt P."

"You will do no such thing." Aaliyah told her son.

"It's okay shorty." Pan said hearing her doorbell. "I'll get it." She headed for the front

door and heard Vegeta's voice. She opened the door. Vegeta and his oldest daughter (that

he didn't have with Bulma) Mekila stood in the hall. Mekila had her tail wrapped around

her waist. She looked just as pissed as Vegeta did. "Yes?" Pan asked letting her visitors

in.

"Pan what the hell do you think you are doing?" Mekila asked harshly. She was just like

her father: short tempered and stubborn.

"What are you talking about Mekki?"

"We're talking about your bond with my son." Vegeta answered.

"How do you know?" Pan hadn't told anyone about her and Trunks' bond.

"Have you forgotten Panny. I can read thoughts." Mekila told her. "I read Trunks."

"To hell with the bond. It doesn't matter because he bonded with Pari not me."

"Which is why you have that mark on your neck." Vegeta told Pan.

"Trunks marked Pari. I ended up with the outcome."

"What outcome?" Mekila asked puzzled.

"I think I know." Vegeta said grabbing Pan's wrist and ripped off the ki shield.

"Vegeta!" Pan yelled. Vegeta felt ki's admitting from her baby.

'One, that's hers, two, three, four!'

"How many Dad?" Mekila asked her father.

"Four." Vegeta answered.

"But there should only be two!" Pan told him.

"You are having three brats."

"No."

"I think I should tell him Pan." Mekila said threateningly.

"Don't do that please. I don't want him to know."

"Why not?" Mekila asked.

"Because I don't."

"Maybe I should call him." Mekila pulled out her cell phone. Pan grabbed a hold of her

wrist.

"If you do it I'll kill you." Pan threatened.

"Then tell him Pan." Vegeta whispered placing his hand on Pan's shoulder. She

shuddered and let go of Mekila's wrist."

"No."

"Well if you want to make that mistake... It's your life and I won't interfere." Mekila

smirked and left her father behind her.



Pan: *is watching Interview with a Vampire* This is a really good movie. I guess I have to write the next chapter though. By the way Mekila is SS-Mars but she's only in this chapter
SS-Mars: But I'm in all of your other stories.
Pan: Not all.
SS-Mars: The ones you've posted.
Pan: I'm trying to write one without a character that doesn't represent you but it's hard.