Okay, here's my next chapter! I didn't write at all during my vacation, but oh well! I will be starting a new fic as soon as I finish this one, and it's going to be ending soon! I also have a few one-shots that I may upload sometime, but I'm not sure. Well, r/r!

Disclaimer: not mine.

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Pan woke up in the morning and looked around the room, expecting to find Trunks. But she didn't. Then, as she got out of bed, she remembered that he had told her the night before that he had to go back to the battlefield.

She sighed and went into the bathroom. She wished he didn't have to be there, but she knew he had to, in order to save the planet.

After taking a shower, getting dressed, and finishing getting ready for the day, she walked out into the hall. Pan looked around and saw no one, so she decided to go find the king's chambers.

Wondering if it was too early, she walked through the maze of corridors. After hitting a few dead ends, she finally found a door. But instead of it being the king's chambers, she had stumbled upon the kitchen! 'No matter,' she thought. 'I'll just see if they'll make me breakfast.' Pan walked into the kitchen to smell the food. And, she also found Ali.

"Hi, Ali!" Pan said, walking over to her. Ali looked around to make sure there were no guards in hearing distance and turned to Pan.

"Good morning," Ali greeted. "Would you like some breakfast?" Pan nodded and told her what she wanted. Though, Ali had no idea what she was talking about. They had different food on this planet, than on Earth.

"Umm...how about I just make you something I think you'll like?" Ali suggested.

"That'll work," Pan answered. "Would you mind if I looked around?" Ali shook her head, meaning she didn't mind and Pan could look around where ever she wanted. Pan walked around and looked at what some of the other maids were making.

"Hello," one said to her. "I'm Amy."

"Hi, Amy," Pan answered, smiling. "I'm Pan. What are you making?"

"Oh, I'm making grzanka, slonina, and kielbasa*." Amy answered.

"Smells good!" Pan answered. "I'm going to go see what else you make." Pan said and walked to another maid. This conversation went much like the last one, only she was making racuszek przy syrop.

She found out that some even served cereals and milk. After walking around for about twenty minutes, she went back to Ali. Ali had made her racuszek przy syrop. Pan took the plate, after thanking her, and sat at a table that was in the kitchen. Ali had made her self breakfast, too, and sat down across from Pan.

"So," Ali said. "How's it going with the king an all?"

"Well, so far, so good," Pan answered. "But you never know. I'm going to go back to his chambers and see if I can convince him. I think I just about have him convinced. I think he was planning on stopping the war."

"That's great! Then maybe I can go back to my home!"

"Yeah, you probably would be able." Pan said with a smile. "I'd better go. Thanks for breakfast! It was great!" Pan picked up her dish only to have it whisked out of her hands by a maid who was wearing rubber gloves for washing. Pan stood staring at her hands for a few seconds. Ali's laughing snapped her back to reality and Pan started to laugh along with her, and the maid who had taken her plate.

After a few more minutes, she was again wandering around trying to find the king's chambers. That is, until she found the guard who escorted her to her chambers the night before.

"Excuse me," Pan said to him. "I'm lost again."

"I see," the guard said with a slight laugh. "Well then, where are you going?"

"I'm trying to find the king's chambers. And earlier this morning, I was looking and stumbled upon the kitchen."

"Okay," he said, laughing again, "right this way, ma'am." He started down the corridor and she followed beside him. After a left turn, a right, then another right and a left, followed by another right, then ('ah, so that's where I took a wrong turn') left, they came to the king's chambers.

"Now I see where I made a wrong turn! Thanks a lot!" Pan said. The guard bowed slightly and turned to go back to his post, but did not start walking.

Pan knocked loudly on the chamber door and it was opened slightly. A guard, who had not seen her before quickly grabbed her wrist and stepped out the door and shut it. Pan's ki rose a little.

"What do you think you're doing?!" The guard demanded. Then, the one who had helped her stepped in.

"She is Miss Pan. She is here to speak with the king, which you will let her do." He obviously outranked the guard by the king's chambers and Pan was released. She smiled her thanked to her escort and was allowed into the king's chambers.

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"The king will be with you in a few minutes." Said a maid who was inside the king's chambers. "Have you had breakfast?" Pan nodded. "Okay then, I am Angie and if you need anything, just ask."

"Okay," Pan said to her and sat in a nearby chair. 'I wonder what Trunks is up to...' Pan thought to herself.

::We're just sitting around waiting for the king's troops to do something.:: Trunks answered suddenly. ::By the way...did that guard hurt you?::

::How do you know about that?:: Pan asked.

::I was reading your thoughts. Did he hurt you?::

::No, another guard, who knew me, stepped in and allowed me into the king's chambers. I'm waiting for the king right now.:: Trunks felt a twinge of envy hearing that another man was able to save her, even if she was in no real danger at all.

::Oh, some of the king's troops are standing up...I guess I should get going...:: Trunks said, not wanting to close the connection.

::Yeah....I guess you should...see you soon.:: Pan said.

::Love you.:: Trunks answered and closed the connection. Pan's eyes went wide for a minute then she recovered her composure.

Pan sighed and looked around the room again, wondering when the king was going to come out and talk with her. It seemed to be taking forever. Pan looked at the guard who wouldn't let her in at first. He still seemed suspicious. Oh well, that's his problem.

There was also a maid in the room. She was cleaning up what seemed to be the king's breakfast. Also, there were a few other dishes, showing that the king had had company for breakfast. Who, Pan didn't know. For all she knew, it could have been the guard standing behind her, or Jakub and Anya. Or even someone else, of whom she didn't know.

Finally, after what, to Pan, seemed like hours, the king walked into the room. He nodded to the maid and she scurried out of the room, carrying the tray. Then he looked at the guard and he bowed and left the room, also.

"Well, Pan, how are you this morning?" The king asked, smiling at her.

"I'm doing fine," Pan answered, bowing her head slightly in respect, then asked, "and how are you?"

"I'm fine. But I assume you did not come to make small talk?" Pan nodded. "Well, then, let's get down to business, then. I also assume that this has to do with the current war?"

"Yes, thank you for not allowing your troops to attack at night." Pan suddenly remembered Trunks being there the night before. The king smiled slightly. "And have you thought much about continuing or discontinuing the war?"

"Actually, I have given much thought to it, and I'm leaning towards cutting it off..." The king answered.

On the battlefield...

::TRUNKS!:: Pan screamed in his head, scaring the heck out of him. He nearly jumped three feet in the air.

::Pan! What is it? What's wrong?!:: Trunks answered her in a worried tone.

::Nothing's wrong. I just got word from the king. He said he had been thinking of cutting off the war.::

::Really? That's great!!:: Trunks replied with excitement. ::But I don't think his troops know yet. They're still coming at us full force.:: He dodged at beam of the energy drainer. 'That was close.'

::What was close?:: Pan asked.

::Almost got hit by an energy drainer.:: Trunks answered. ::Listen, I've got to go, it's starting to get more intense. Talk to you later.::

::Okay, be careful, I love you.:: Pan answered. Trunks froze for a second before regaining his composure just in time to dodge another energy drainer. Another close call. Too close, for him. He'd have to be more careful.

Trunks flew into the air and blasted away part of a tank, so it couldn't shoot anymore. After that, he looked around at the people fighting. They were so much the same, yet so different. He shook his head, sighing, and dove back down to the battlefield.

In the palace...

"Sire, I know you think they are so much different than your people are, but really, they aren't." Pan said. "Have you captured anyone in raids lately?"

"Yes, we have."

"Could you call one of them in, and someone who was born in this land?" The king nodded, wondering what she was up to, and did as she asked. About two minutes later, a man who was caught and another from this land were standing in front of them. Pan stood from the chair and walked between them.

"Your Highness, what differences do you see?"

"Well," the king started, "for one, they dress a lot differently. And their eyes are different colors...and so is their hair...." he was obviously struggling for differences.

"Do you see my point?" Pan took some hair in each hand. "They both have hair," she pointed at their eyes. "Both have two eyes, two ears, a nose, a mouth, two arms and legs." Then, "they both are wondering why they are here, and they both would probably like to leave, am I right?" Both men nodded. "Also, they both are people. Both Andiraftians."

"Yes...I see your point." The king answered quietly. "You are right. You two may go." The king smiled at them and took the chains off the prisoner. "You and your family may wander around the castle as you please. And then, when I have your homes rebuilt, you may go back."

"Thank you!" The man said excitedly and practically bounced out of the room. The king smiled as he left and then turned to Pan.

"Miss, I want to thank you for sticking your nose in our business. You have probably saved out planet. Let us now go to the battlefield and stop this war!" The king rose from his chair. Pan was about to, when she suddenly felt that wrenching pain again. She fell back into her chair.

"Pan, what's wrong?" The king asked.

"Nothing, I'm fine. I'll meet you there, okay?" With out waiting for an answer, Pan threw open a window and jumped into the air. She flew as fast as she could, all the while called out to Trunks.

::Trunks? Trunks! TRUNKS?!:: there was no answer. She feared the worst. When she got there, she saw mostly the king's army left. She looked around frantically for Trunks. She couldn't find him. Pan landed and ran over to the nearest person that wasn't part of the king's army.

"Have you seen Trunks?" She asked. He nodded and pointed. She followed where he had pointed and found Trunks surrounded by some of the king's army. He was unconscious. She pushed her way between them, surprising them. Knowing she shouldn't hurt them, she decided to only attack if they attacked first.

They were about to attack when the king ran over. "Stop!" He yelled. "Enough fighting! You are to find any survivors. Any at all. Our side of the country, or theirs. Bring them back to the city where we will help them." The soldiers looked shocked at his command.

Pan and seen her chance and pulled Trunks out of the circle and behind a tree. She had been unable to get him to wake. Pan lay crying across his chest. Sobbing. She was wondering why...why did he have to die...

Suddenly she felt his arm wrap around her waist. Then the other one. She opened her eyes to see him looking back at her. Only it seemed he was only half there, so to speak. He was only half-conscious. She smiled through her tears and he smiled back weakly before drifting back into unconsciousness again. Pan sighed. She started to get up. As she did so, she kissed Trunks' forehead, then straightened up.

To her left, there was yelling. She looked over and saw Jakub and Anya. They were walking toward them with big smiled on their faces. At least, they did until they saw Trunks on the ground.

"What happened?" Jakub asked.

"His energy was drained." Pan answered. "He'll be fine, though." Jakub nodded and turned around to where his father was walking up to them. Behind him was Tobi. Clinging to Tobi was Ali.

Pan looked around to see the king's army working together with the survivors of the other country to help the wounded. She sighed and lifted Trunks over her shoulder. Looking around, she took off and flew back to the castle.

She could feel his energy level getting weaker and weaker. Pan also remembered the senzu beans they had brought. But she could probably only get him to eat one if he woke up...if...

Entered through the window she had left though and flew through the corridors, somehow remembering where their room was. When she got there, she landed softly on the ground and opened the door. She put Trunks in his bed and covered him with blankets.

Pan sighed and walked into the bathroom. Out of the closet, she pulled bandages and other first aid things. She walked back to Trunks and pulled the covers off him. His shirt had been practically torn to shreds by the last energy drainer. He had all sorts of cuts and scraps, so Pan went to work.

::OUCH! Pan that hurts!:: Trunks screamed in her head.

::Trunks?! But you're unconscious...!::

::Yes, but I can still talk to you because I'm alive...I just don't have enough energy to be conscious.::

::I see:: Pan answered. ::But I have to do this...you don't want an infection, do you?::

::No...but it HURTS!::

::Don't be such a baby, Trunks!:: Pan giggled. She continued to clean his wounds. After cleaning, she wrapped bandages around the more serious ones, like a gash in his side, and on his forehead. she then pulled the covers back up and walked back into the bathroom and washed her hands.

Pan walked to the door, opened it, and said, :Trunks? I'm going back to the battlefield to see if I can help with anything else.::

::Okay, be careful.::

::I will.:: And with that, Pan closed the door behind her and flew back to the king's chambers and again, out the window. As she reached the battlefield, she noticed that they were lining up the bodies of the dead. Most would be recognizable.

They were pulling the injured that couldn't walk onto makeshift stretchers. The ones who could walk were helped to a trailer, which was being pulled by a tank off of which Trunks had blasted off the firearm. Pan carried some of the bodies to the lines. As she did so, she was met by Anya.

"Hello, Anya. How have you been?" Pan asked, as she laid down a body.

"I'm okay. I still have to find my family. But I haven't had time. Jakub had kept me in his room because some of the guards would have killed me. So now, after this is cleaned up, I'll probably be able to search for them. At least, I hope so."

"Well, either way, they're free. And so, you should be able to find them." Pan answered.

"I just hope they were prisoners inside the city, and didn't have to fight." Anya looked around at all the bloody people of her planet. "And if they did have to fight, I sure hope they are alive."

"Me too, I'm lucky Trunks is alive. His energy was drained twice. He was healed by one of the men who were fighting the first time, and I found him then second. Hey! I just got an idea! How many people here can heal?"

"Most of the women, and some of the men." Anya answered. "And I think I know what your idea is."

"Yes, those who are hurt could be healed."

"Yep, that's what I was thinking. I don't know if we'll be able to heal all of them, but we can try!" Anya ran off to help those who were injured. As she started to heal, many others followed-suit. Soon, many of the formerly injured were healed.

'I don't know why we didn't think of that before...' Pan thought, as she found another dead body. Dealing with these was making her depressed. Slowly, she straightened up, holding yet another body over her shoulder. It was a body of a young girl. She looked younger than Anya did. Too young.

"Pan? Are you okay?" It was Jakub. He was also holding a body. The body of a young boy, who looked as if he was about the same age as the girl Pan was holding.

"Yes, I'd fine...." Pan answered. "But this is all too sad. Too many died...but at least the injured are healed..."

"Yeah...it's too bad..." Jakub trailed off. "But I think our planet will heal. After all, the people of the countries never really hated each other, they were just loyal to their rulers. I don't think many actually hated the other lands."

"I sure hope so, other wise, this will be even harder to get over than it already is." Pan and Jakub then walked in silence to where the bodies were being laid and laid the ones they had down and walked away.

They people of the two countries worked together for the rest of the day, then, as nightfall came, more came, so that the ones who were there all day could rest. Pan gladly flew back to the castle to get away from the mess. As she entered her room, Anya and Jakub came down the corridor.

"Pan, would you like me to heal Trunks?" Anya asked.

"Yes, that would be nice." Pan said and Anya followed her into the room. Jakub stood at the door, waiting for Anya. Anya restored Trunks energy just as she had done Pan's, then quietly left the room, Jakub's arm around her.

Trunks slowly opened his eyes, and sat up, leaning against the headboard. He motioned for Pan to sit next to him, which she did.

"Pan...I feel your sadness..." He whispered, pulling her close. She laid her head on his chest, holding back tears. "It's okay to cry..." So she did.

"It's (sob) awful, Trunks." Pan said, and explained what she had done all day, through sobs, of course. He rubbed her back and held her while she cried. Seeing her cry hurt him. But he knew he couldn't protect her from everything, though he'd try as hard as he could.

"It's okay, Pan...at least this planet has peace..." Trunks whispered in her ear. Pan shuddered and Trunks held her tighter. He rested his chin on top his head and waited patiently for her to stop crying. Which she eventually did, but only when she fell asleep.

Trunks smiled slightly. He lifted her in his strong arms and stood up. He walked to her bed and laid her down. After covering her with the blankets, he placed a kiss on her forehead and went to take a shower.

As he got out of the shower, he heard Pan sobbing again. Quickly, he got dressed, and ran out of the bathroom, to her side. Again, he hugged her tight, allowing her to cry into his chest. She shuddered and shook, but he held her.

"Thank you, Trunks." Pan said. "For being here for me."

"I'll always be here for you." Trunks answered.

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Okay, I am SO sorry that took so long to get out. I've been really busy, but here it is. It sucks, but oh well. I'm starting to work on the next part right after I put this out, so hopefully it won't take as long, but you never know. Please review, I know this part sucked.

Also, I know Pan probably wouldn't cry like that, but even the strongest people cry at one time or another. And one other thing, the foods in the beginning that looked like gibberish weren't. They were the Polish terms for foods like sausage and other breakfast stuff. I use a lot of Polish because I am mostly Polish.

Remember to review! (before I put the next chapter out, my penname will be changed to Mii-chan.