A.N.: Wow…umm…it's taken quite some time, but I'm finally writing chapter 8. Actually…you can thank my muse for this one…she kept whispering the words "Elektra complex" over and over again in my head. Love her to dead…but she scares the crap out of me sometimes. Oh well…here ya go.

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Life's Little Lesson
Comfort is a Foreign Word
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Granted the graveyard wasn't the most comfortable place in the world, yet it was where Pan found herself when she needed to be somewhere quiet. Thinking really wasn't an option in the Briefs' household; survival was the only thing on her mind. Since day one, life had been full of a teething baby, Vegeta's sexual advances, and hiding said advances from Bra. Not that she minded Vegeta coming onto her….

"Hello Grandpa…"

Her raspy, sleep deprived voice startled her out of her trance. Sinking down beside her grandfather's tombstone, Pan rested her head on her knees.

"So? Are Bulma and Grandma raising cane up in heaven? I bet Grandma was happy to have some company…no matter how much you two love each other, we both know Grandma needs her 'girl talk' time. I bet I'm making an ass of myself, aren't I?"

Her last sentence came as a whisper and a faint blush stole across her face. It was the first time she'd ever thought of her grandparents watching her from heaven. Watching her as she almost gave into Vegeta's persistent advances…Dende! Bulma must be horrified.

"I can't help it, Grandpa…Vegeta's…Vegeta's different from anyone I've ever met in my life. He loves Aiko…even if she isn't his daughter and he can go from beating the crap out of me during sparring to trying to seduce me…there I go again, sorry Grandpa…"

Unwrapping her arms from around her legs, she ran her fingers through her hair. Glancing up at the sky she caught the faint glimmer of a meteor as it streaked across the sky…reminding her of Goten.

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"Earth to Pan...I just asked you what you wanted to wish for instead. Late breaking news says that you have two wishes left instead of one."

Goten rolled his eyes in annoyance. For the past minute or two, all his niece had been able to do was project her gaping mouth through the vid screen.

"I heard what the fucking dragon said, Goten! Just give me a second…"

Pan was in complete shock. Her first wish, that Aiko wouldn't be affected from any of her other wishes had gone off without a hitch. However, when she tried to wish that her bond with Trunks would be broken…she was met with a shocking response. The bond was already broken…shocking yes, surprising no. Lately she hadn't been feeling a twinge in her heart every time Trunks and Marron defiled his office. Pan's eyes narrowed wickedly and she soon snapped from her trance.

"Fine, for my next wish…I wish I was full saiya-jin."

Pan had to hold back a chuckle at the look on Goten's face, but was relived moments later. She could feel her weakness leaving and being replaced with a new strength. Her smirk left her face as she decided on her next wish and her face turned pallid. If she was full Saiya-jin…then…

"Vegeta…"

The words left her lips before she could stop them. Embarrassed that she'd uttered Vegeta's name in front of Goten, it took her a few moments to pull herself together.

"What'd you say, Pan-chan?"

"Oh, I have my last wish. I wish that Vegeta were…"

Her mind went blank…ten years or twenty years…wringing her hands, the words finally left her lips.

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"That's right, Grandpa, that's what I wished for. So? Have I shammed the family enough now? It's funny though…the first thing I did wasn't to go and track Vegeta down…the first thing I did was go Super Saiya-jin. It's funny how much more powerful I felt…since the last time…when I was attacking Trunks. It felt like liquid gold was running through my veins…is that how you felt, Grandpa? That's exactly how Vegeta found me about 30 minutes later…training like my life depended on it."

Pan chuckled, remembering the scene that had ensued. Remembering how Vegeta slapped and knocking her to the ground. Then how he challenged her to fight him, Dende! The rush she had gotten from sparring: Super Saiya-jin verses Super Saiya-jin.

"I'm thankful he's exactly the same, Grandpa. I couldn't stand it if making him 15 years older than me actually changed him. As horrible as it sounds to you, Grandma, and Bulma up in heaven…I actually think I'm falling in love with him.

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Vegeta lay on the floor, watching his granddaughter intently. His hardened expression was broken as she began pounding her chubby fists in the air. Pausing for a moment, her dark blue eyes blinked and she grabbed one of Vegeta's fingers and began teething on it.

"Well, now there's no doubt in my mind you're the spawn of Kakorot. Though, I must say, Little One that he never restored to cannibalism when he was hungry."

"She isn't trying to eat you, Vegeta. She's teething and I'm sure you forgot about her teething ring in the refrigerator."

Pan peeked out from behind the half open door and walked into the living room. Careful not to disturb her daughter's slobbery work on Vegeta's gloved finger, she settled down beside Vegeta. Nestling her head on his shoulder, she looked up at him.

"I talked to Grandpa again today…"

"Did the dead idiot talk back?"

"Hmph! Fine, if you're going to be that way about it I just won't talk to you."

Pan growled and sat up and away from Vegeta. Glaring at him she started to get up from the floor.

"Woman, stop acting stupid and talk to me."
Grabbing her arm, Vegeta pulled her down beside him again. A small smirk crossed his face as he pulled Pan around to face him. His smirk deepened as he leaned forward and kissed her.

"Now you have my undivided attention, Woman. What do you want to talk about?"

Pan just rolled her eyes and tried to remain calm. Snuggling closer like the kiss had never happen, she unsuccessfully began to try to still her wild heart.

'He kissed me! Vegeta…kissed…me! Sweet, merciful Dende…he freaking kissed me!'

In an instant, she forgot everything she had been meaning to tell him about her talk with her Grandpa. Absolutely everything…not just part of the one sided conversation…but everything. Smiling softly, she reached up and pulled his face down to hers.

"Actually, Vegeta, there really isn't anything that I want to talk about. In fact…about the only thing I can think to tell you is to find someone to watch Aiko for the next hour…"