Alright, here is the third chapter. I hope SOMEONE is enjoying this, considering I've only gotten one review (thank you Pan-Son-Forever, even if you did call me mean). But anyways, here you go.

The Lives We Lead - Chapter 3 - Helpless

Trunks was the first to his feet. Pan quickly (she's still wearing a dress, so as quickly as she could) followed suit. The whole back end of the ship and just burst into flames. The entire deck was blown apart, what was left was now on fire. This also meant that the captains quarters and the kitchen were gone…. Along with everyone in them.

Trunks swallowed hard. Not regaining his senses quite yet. Pan had her hand over her mouth, not thinking of the fact that her parents were more than likely dead or burning to death. Suddenly, realization hit Trunks. He grabbed Pans' hand and raced down the stairwell. Running into her quarters he turned to her, she was still in shock.

"Pan, listen to me," He searched her eyes frantically, "I need you to get your clothes in your chest, just throw them in."

She absent mindedly nodded her head. Trunks gave a her a little push towards her room and she went about getting all her clothes as fast as possible. Meanwhile, Trunks was going through Gohans clothes and throwing them into a smaller chest. He finished quickly, picked up the chest and threw it out the door. Pan walked out trying to drag the chest behind her. Trunks raced over and picked up the chest with ease. He then went outside and put it one of two lifeboats still intact. He grabbed his trunks and put it in as well.

Another explosion rocked the ship [AN or boat… but that was a song…] sending the lifeboat crashing down to the water. Trunks swore under his breath. Making sure Pan was still behind him, he started on the other boat, slowly getting it over the side so he could lower it.

"Pan," Trunks held out his hand to her, "Come on, get in the boat."

Just then, realization struck Pan. She had just lost her family, everything she ever had was gone from her. She sank to her knees, holding back tears. Trunks had reached his hand out to her, but she didn't hear what he was saying. She just sat there, thoughts rushing through her mind. Then she felt strong arms lift her into the air. She looked to see Trunks looking down at her. His eyes filled with anger, grief and determination. He gently lifted her into the boat and then he lowered it. But he didn't get in the boat. Pan was shocked, scared, a million emotions at once.

"Trunks," she yelled up to him, "Trunks! What are you doing?!"

She felt the boat jerk as it hit the water. Then the rope came down, landing in front of her. She looked up to the ship, Trunks was standing on the side of rail looking behind him. Then as he turned back to the water, he dove in. -He must be crazy!- Pan thought to herself, as she tried to find the oar. She stood up and walked halfway to the other end of the boat where the oars were set when she felt a tug at her ankle. She turned only to loose her balance. Pan suddenly found her self falling… into the water. She tried to scream but the cold water covered her in an instance.

Trunks swam to the boat with their chests in it, after tying a rope to it, he pulled it over to the other boat and tied it to that one. Reaching up on the side to try and pulled himself up, he noticed Pan wasn't there, frantic he called out to her.

"Pan," he shouted, the water was getting too cold for him. He heard a splash and sputter from the other side of the boat, "Pan!"

"Trunks, help," came the reply from the other side.

He let go of the side of the boat and swam around to the other side. Pans' leg was caught in a rope and while her leg was still in the boat. Grabbing one side of the boat, Trunks helped Pan get a grip on his neck then he tried to untangle her foot. She was shivering violently, which made it harder on him. Finally, he got her foot out and she fell onto him.

"You have to get in the boat," He lifted her shivering face up, "You're freezing."

"It's just," she sputtered out, "A little cold."

He smirked at her sarcasm and did his best to help push her up into the boat. He then pulled himself up, which was harder than it looked, but he got it done. Grabbing the oars he pulled them away from the sinking Victory. Away from her parents. Away from his life.

Once they were far enough away, Trunks sat next to Pan and put his arms around her, trying to warm her. She was crying and already soaked, not usually a good combination.

"I'm scared," she looked up at him, "and cold."

"Don't be scared, I'm here for you," He smiled as warmly as he could, "and as to your body heat, we can change that."

He pulled the other boat closer and grabbed his chest, because it was closer and smaller. Looking through it he found two shirts and two pairs of pants. He handed a set to her and then went to the other side of the boat. While he was taking off his shirt, Pan couldn't help but look, even if that was the last thing on her mind. She, in turn, changed into the dry clothes and threw her dress into the other boat.

"Come on," Trunks motioned for her to come sit next to where he had sat down on the bottom of the boat, "Come lay with me, keep me warm."

She moved over to sit next to him, snuggling under his arm, and once more she had begun to cry. Who could blame her? She had just basically watched her parents die and now she was out in the middle of nowhere. What hop did she have?

"Shh," his voice soothed, "It'll be ok."

That was her hope now. And she was his, even if she didn't know it yet.

Ok, yes it's short. I'm tired, I have school. I don't know when I'll get the next chapter out. Make sure to review and leave comments and stuff, it helps. Have a good one.