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Chapter 3:

"Oh .." Videl gasped.

 "After all this time!" was the first thing she said, as she embraced Goku.

Goku grinned ad the warm welcome his sons wife gave him. He looked at her, and was surprised to see she had changed.

"Videl! You look.. great!" he exclaimed, and she giggled. Goku was referring to her outfit, a police uniform that emphasized  her body figures. And she looked *pretty* healthy to Goku. It was, as if time had stood still for this woman. But Goku couldn't remember her being a policewoman.

"I know what you're thinking." She smiled. "You're right, this came as a shock to us as well. But I'm officer of the police in the city. I'm their strongest force."

Goku laughed as he tried to take his eyes of the uniform. "Officer Videl, fighting crime as always!"

She shrugged. "It just happened. I had nothing better to do. Pan's all grown up, so there's no use in being a house mom."

Goku's smile disappeared when he heard Pans name, and Videl smiled with a raised brow.

"I take it you've talked to her already?"

"She was there, when I came out. I left her with - "

Before he could continue, Gohan walked in and nearly tripped.

"Dad?"

His son stared with disbelief for a few seconds, and then there was a spark of recognition in his eyes.

"Dad!" he yelled, as he had done so years ago, when he was just a little boy.

"Finally!" he grinned and embraced his father in a tight hug. Goku was relieved both of them greeted him normally and felt secure, for the first time this day. He let go of his son, who kept laughing at him. Gohan removed his glasses and waved his arm around the room.

"Well, welcome back, after all these years." He said.

Videl glared at him, but Gohan ignored it and watched his father exploring the room. To Goku, nothing seemed to have changed since he had been here. But he wasn't too sure, in a way. Books on the ground, obviously study books belonging to Pan, a organizer and a broken discman. Everything that could belong to a teenage girl. But then he noticfed a game console, near the tv. Car toys, spread across the ground. He looked at the table and noticed a family picture. That's when it hit him.

He slowly picked up the picture and stared at the Son family. On the background, Gohan and Videl stood in a heartwarming cuddle. Goten and Pan stood in front of them, Goten with a moviestar smile and Pan with a funny face. Next to Gohan, he saw Chi Chi, smiling happy into the camera. She held up someone's hand, and Goku recognized his good  friend Yamcha, who stood behind Chi Chi with a huge grin. He gulped, but continued to study the picture. Because there was someone else in it, someone he didn't recognize. A young boy with scruffy hair and a smirk on his silky colored skin. He wore an outfit similar to the one Goten used to wear, and the boy looked like he had never been happier before.

Videl followed his look and pushed Gohan.

"That would be Toru."

"Toru?"

"Our son, he turned 10 last week. That photo was taken at Pan 16th birthday."

Goku almost dropped the picture and turned around with his eyes nearly popping out.

"Another grandchild! He.. he looks great!" he said, unable to find the right words.

Videl laughed. "Yeah, well, he's late. I'd better phone Pan if she can pick him up. Where did she go, Goku?"

Goku shook his head. "I'm not sure. I left her at Chi Chi's." he said, his voice dropping when he spoke her name.

She nodded slowly. "I'll call her on her cell phone, then. Be right back" she whispered and left Goku behind, facing Gohan.

"You found out?" he asked.

Goku nodded slowly.

"Listen dad. I was just as shocked as you were. But mom, she was heartbroken. And Yamcha has been terrific for her. I didn't agree, but how could I defend you? You.."

"Don't even try, son." Goku said sadly, "I was wrong, I know that now."

He smiled painfully at his son and looked at the picture once again. "I'm glad you are happy together. You have changed, though, haven't you?"

Gohan shrugged. "I'm still the same. Videl is working for the police again, and Pan.." he sighed.

"Pan almost lost all interest in fighting after you left. I tried to encourage her, but failed. She's more interested in studying, at the moment. Best of her class." He told, and it was obvious he was proud of that part, in a way.

"And Toru, he wants to become an astronaut. We're still trying to figure out how to talk him out of it." He laughed.

Goku grinned. "He looks like a great kid, Gohan. I'm sorry I missed it."

Gohans smile disappeared and he nodded.

""Dad, I'm not angry at you, but it HAS been a long time. Too long. It happened in 13 years. To you, it may seem as so much. To us, it was normal. We moved on."

"Without me."

"Without you, yes."

Pan sighed as she leaned against the gate. Her mother phoned her just in time for her to get off the bus and get to Toru's school. He was late again, which could only mean he was still playing with his friends. She tapped her feet impatiently, when she suddenly noticed him.

"Toru! Over here!" she waved.

Her young brother smiled at his sister and stood up. He grabbed his bag from one of his friends and left the group behind. Pan walked up to him and ruffled his hair. Son Toru. The grandson Goku never met before. He looked so much like his mother, especially his eyes. With his scruffy hair and smirk on his childish face, he was definaty adorable.

"What are *you* doing here?" he asked her curiously.

Pan smirked. "I was in the neighborhood."

"No you weren't. You're never around here. Where did you come from?"

"Well, wise guy. If you have to know, I was on my way home from Grandma's house and mom phoned. We have to come home."

"Why?" Toru's voice began to sound whiny.

"Because Grandpa's back." She simply said and dragged her brother with her.

Toru pulled his arm back.

"What?!"

Pan rolled her eyes. She wasn't annoyed by her brother, just annoyed by the whole situation. And she didn't want to get into the details of it. She just wanted to get Toru home.

Pan looked at him. Her anger all these years had affected her brother. Every single day she would visit the look out. Just to make sure. And now, after all these years, he was out. She was happy, but still so mad. And her brother, who never met him, felt the same way.

"Fine!" Toru stuck out his tongue. "Then don't tell."

"Oh come on Toru." Pan said, "What's there to tell? He's back after all these years, and at home, right now. You can be excited. I was too. Let's go visit Uncle Goten and take him to our home, okay?"

"Goten too? Are you sure he -"

"I'm afraid he has no choice." Pan grimased and smiled at Mrs Yamahata, the mother of one of Toru's friends.

Toru nodded and jumped ahead cheerfully, followed by a reluctant Pan.

Suddenly he stopped. "What about the other one?" he asked.

Pan narrowed her eyes. "What other one?"

Toru grinned. "You know, that boy he took with him!"

Pans smile disappeared. "Oh Uubu. Yes. He's back too."

Toru gave an annoyed look. "Yeah, but what was he like??? Was he strong! Was he tough! Was he nice?"

In all her anger she never payed that much attention to him. Only yelled at him and send him away. Was he stronger? What did he look like? Was he nice? She didn't know. She never gave him a chance. She shook her head. He didn't deserve one. She hated him, all these years. How old was he now? 23? Pah. If he had some sense, he would have told Goku to leave a long time ago.

"I don't know Toru. You'll see him soon enough, I suppose."

Her brother gave a disappointed look. "Oh." he said sadly.

Pan smirked. "Stop giving me those looks. Let's just hurry up, or we'll miss the bus."

"You're kidding right?" Her brother said frowning.

"No I wasn't."

"Pan, for once, can we *fly* to Goten? Please?"

She sighed and decided it couldn't hurt to fly to her uncle. It wasn't that far and it would save her some bus money. Before she could say anything, Toru was high up in the air looking happier than ever.

"This way, we'll be home much faster!"

"I can't believe he's back." was all Goten said. Toru jumped around cheerfully, admiring all the prizes Goten had won. He grabbed one of them and gazed at the plaque, while Pan glared at him.

""Toru, careful" she warned him and turned to her uncle.

"So, are you coming with us to see him?"

Goten stared at the ground. His father was back, after so many years. He had a lot to tell him. He was 30 years old now, and finally managed to find himself a steady life. Becoming the new World Martial Arts Champion, taking Hercule's place, was the best thing that happened to him. He was loved, worshipped and wealthy. But single, and not truly happy. Alone, because he wasn't happy with Paresu. And because Paresu married Trunks.

In 30 years he had seen his father for 10 years. 20 years he was alone. He balled his fists and snorted.

"I'll go and see him yes. Should be fun"

"Happy thoughts, Goten. Happy." Pan joked, but the joke wasn't appreciated. She sighed and looked in the mirror. She took off her bandana, and stroke her hair a bit. She couldn't help but notice her own sad face. Goten noticed the same.

"And what about you, kid? Aren't you excited? How was he, when you first saw him again?"

Pan shrugged. "Confused, glad, happy, himself. He hasn't changed Goten. And I have. I was *very* angry. I think I yelled at him."

Goten smirked. "You think, eh?" he said and grabbed his trophy from Toru. "Easy pal. Very important." he said as he placed it back.

"Let's go meet your grandfather then, ok?" he asked his nephew.

Toru grinned and couldn't help but being excited. Goten laughed and looked at Pan.

"And how did my mom react?"

Pan swallowed.

"Thought so." was the response.

"The fool is back."

"Goku's back! He is?!"

"I just said so."

"Oh stop being grumpy, you asshole. You know you're pleased!"

"Woman, I warn you."

"I gave birth to two children. I am no match for you, Vegeta!"

He smirked.

Bulma Briefs stood up from her desk. So her best friend finally came back. She wondered how he reacted to all the changes.

"Does he already know? About Chichi?"

Vegeta nodded. "By now, he must have found out about his second grandson." he said.

Bulma smiled wickedly . "Oh poor Goku. Must be such a big shock for him. Welll, he's not getting away that easily. I want a piece of him as well."

Her husband snorted. " I doubt he'll have any interest in you. You, after all, remained normal. Or at least, as normal as you can get." he smirked.

"What!" she yelled. Vegeta crossed his arms and Bulma grinned.

"Oh I wonder how I have put  up with you for so many years. At least WE stayed the same."

"You say it like it's a good thing." he stated. Bulma ignored the comment and grabbed her coat.

"Goku's dead when I get my hands on him."

Goku blinked. For the first time today, he actually wished he never came back home. When he left Uubu's village and said goodbye to its kind inhabitants, he never expected all the chaos back home. On that isle, everything seemed so easy. Real life, without the evil to fight, has gotten so complicated. He had missed his family, he had missed ChiChi, and his sons. And Pan. He was so sorry. That young girl had waited for him for so long. And he disappointed her. Disappointed all of them.

"Hi Dad." Goku looked up.

In the door opening stood his spitting image. His look a like, his youngest son. Only he had a cold look in his eyes.

"Goten!" he said, smiling. The room was empty, Gohan and Videl were somewhere else. It was just the two of them, staring at each other.

"Goten, son, how are you!" he asked, while walking up to him and embracing him.

"I'm fine dad. In fact, excellent. It's good to see you again." he explained, not returning the hug. Goku looked at him.

"You look great. In fact, stronger than ever! Have you been training?" he asked.

Goten wanted to tell him so much. Wanted him to be proud at the thought his son was World Champion. That he was practically the only one who continued training besides Pan and Vegeta. That he was a rich man, made his own money, had grown up. But that was just it. He had grown up, without him.

He was angry at him. But couldn't be. Because he was so confused, he chose to be distant. He had nothing with this man. This man left him twice.

"I'm a professional, now. Hercule the second." He mocked. "But I doubt you want to hear about that. Maybe you should meet someone who's actually interested in seeing you." He said. Goku didn't notice the hateful comment he just made.

"This.." he said, looking over his shoulder and signaling someone, "is your grandson, Toru."

Toru stepped forward and tilted his head. The 10 year old boy looked at Goku. This was the guy Pan was so angry at. Who hurt his grandmother, his parents, his uncle, everyone. Whenever his name was mentioned, everyone stopped talking. They loved him, missed him, hated him. He looked so 'normal'. So simple, so cheerful. Strong, too. And above all, friendly.

"Hullo." was all he could bring out.

Goku smiled.

"Hi Toru, I am Goku. Nice to meet you." he said, kneeling down.

They looked at each other for a moment and grinned. The scruffy haired boy was a bit more muscular than most kids his age, but Goku could tell he hadn't been training that much. There was no reason to. There was nothing threatening the earth, and there had been peace Toru's entire life. Goku sighed. Time went fast. Too fast. He didn't notice Pan and both her parents joined them as well, filling the room with the entire Son family, except for Chi Chi. Gohan and Videl exchanged a smile, but both Pan and Goten looked at Goku and Toru with a frown. When Toru started babbling out of nowhere, Pan rolled her eyes and decided she had enough.

Uubu reached the city soon after he had said goodbye to his mother and sister. He smiled upon the sight of high buildings and busy streets, glad he was finally in the big city. After almost getting hit by a flying car, he decided walking was the better thing to do in the city and landed near one of the highest buildings in the neighborhood. He was about to cross a street when he sensed something, and turned his head around. From the corner of his eyes he spotted a family nearby, talking to something that caught his attention.