Unexpected Occurrences
Chapter 3: Home



Capsule Corporation came into view, and needless to say Trunks was more than relieved. The awkward silence in the car was overbearing. He has never seen Pan like this before nor has he ever been in a situation like this to relate to. Bringing the car to a halt, Trunks glanced at Pan. She was looking out of the window. Trunks had given her his jacket because she ran out of the house without her shirt. He didn't think of anything about it and obviously she didn't either.

"Pan," he stated.

Pan turned to look at him. Her eyes had softened somewhat, but still showed anger and hatred. Her gaze was like one of a trance: emotionless and sad. Trunks didn't like to see her this way, so distant and her normal happy self was destroyed. Pan noticed the disturbance on Trunks's face. She smiled a little bit, making Trunks mood change drastically. "Let go inside." said Trunks.

Pan nodded. Trunks got out of the car and walked over to open her door. Pan slowly got out, now aware of her lack of clothes. Pan followed Trunks inside the house. "Let me get you a shirt." Trunks said. He ran upstairs to get one of his shirts out of his room. He didn't think that she would be comfortable in one of Bra's shirt. Trunks was just about to walk out of his room, when Pan startled him.

She had followed him upstairs. She didn't think, no, actually she didn't want to be left alone. Pan was afraid to what she might have done. Her once scared and hurt emotions were now switched with anger. She was so angry that if she was left alone she would of have killed anything that came into sight. Pan wouldn't let herself cry.

She couldn't believe that she had let herself fall into a trap like that. She grew up with a smart family and was taught to be responsible for her actions; to take care of herself. She had let her guard down, that was the real reason to why she was so angry. Pan took the shirt from Trunks.

He being the gentleman that he was turned around so that she could change. Pan, when finished hit Trunks's shoulder signaling for him to turn around. Pan then went to go sit down on Trunks's sofa. She curled herself into a ball, leaving enough room for Trunks to sit next to her. Trunks taking his cue sat next to her.

They sat in silence, waiting for the other to start. Pan taking the initiative started the conversation, since she hadn't spoken since they left the house. "Trunks." Trunks looked up at Pan.

"Trunks, I wanted to thank you for saving me. If you weren't there I would have been raped."

"Panny,  no problem. I would do anything for you, but can I ask you what happened."

Pan then began telling the events that took place an hour ago. Trunks listening tentatively tried to hold his ki down. He didn't want to alert the other Z fighters. If they would have found out, Cameron sure has hell wouldn't have made it. When Pan was done she felt exhausted. She didn't realize that she was holding her breath. She felt better that she didn't keep it to herself. Pan didn't feel like killing him anymore. She wanted to forget that night. She wanted to forget Cameron.

"Trunks, please don't tell anyone. I don't need the others knowing about this. I feel embarrassed as it is."

"Pan, are you sure? They need to know. What if he comes around again? They won't know what happened."

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm all right, but there is one thing that I want you to promise me."

"What?" asked Trunks.

"Promise me that you won't let me cry."

Trunks taken aback by this statement merely agreed. Pan then rested her head on Trunks's shoulder and fell asleep. She was too tried from the night's event. Trunks looking down at her sleep body sighed. He was going to get Cameron back, if it was the last thing that he did. Cameron was going to pay…



That's it for now. Look out for the NEXT CHAPTER: Morning. Keep on reviewing. –Midnight Passion