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Waiting for the Moon Chapter 4
2:57am Regen Room
Floating. She was floating, where she wasn't sure. All she knew was that the darkness was slowly beginning to fade out, but she couldn't see anything. That's when she remembered. She was dead; she had died in Trunks arms! "Dende!" her cry shattered the darkness.
"Pan calm yourself you are not dead. His love for you brought you back; you are only healing right now. Do not be frightened." Dende's soothing voice filled her head. She sobbed silently, but felt herself begin to choke and the same feeling of not being able to breathe again overcame her.
"NO!" she screamed. Frantically she tried to grab hold of what was cutting off her air supply, but could not. Desperately she tried to power up and destroy it but it didn't work. The harder she fought the more it seemed she couldn't free herself, suddenly the sound of an alarm broke through causing her fight harder.
"Pan, stop you'll kill yourself!" his voice echoed through her mind as she felt his ki enter the room.
"Trunks!" she sobbed back as she stopped struggling and pressed her hand to the glass searching for his.
"Can you hear me Pan-chan?" His voiced responded back.
"Yes.help me please I can't breathe." she cried out to him.
"Don't fight the tube it's helping you breath, and I'll have you out once the tank drains. Kaasan is coming, it'll be alright." Knowing now that she was safe she tried to relax and let the ventilator breath for her, but found it almost impossible and continued to struggle.
A few minutes earlier..
He sat at the table slowly swirling the remnants of the tea his mother had made for him an hour ago when he had refused to sleep. Glancing at the kitchen clock he gave a low sigh when he noticed it was almost three in the morning. Gohan and Videl had finally left about 10 or so after checking on Pan one more time for the night. He had stayed with Pan again until his mother made him go take a shower and drink the tea. She still treated him like he was 10, he thought. What she needs is some grandkids to spoil and take care of he joked to himself. The silence was pierced suddenly as the warning system went off in the regen room. He bolted from the kitchen, yelling out to his Kaasan and Tousaan to help him. As he neared the room he could feel her ki jumping up and down as she struggled to fight the wires and ventilator. "Pan, stop you'll kill yourself!" he cried out in his mind as he rushed to the computer to drain the tank.
"Trunks!" she sobbed in her mind when she heard him.
Startled he looked up to see if she had freed herself only to find her calming down in the tank, hand pressed to the glass searching for his. "Can you hear me Pan-chan?" he tentatively asked in his mind as he finished the coding sequence to empty the tank and turned back to her.
"Yes." she cried out again to him "Help me please I can't breathe.".
"Don't fight the tube it's helping you breath, and I'll have you out once the tank drains. Kaasan is coming it'll be alright." As if on cue Bulma and Vegeta came flying through the door; Bulma ran to the computer checking to make sure Pan was physically alright to be coming out of the tank. She breathed a sigh of relief when the report showed that she was healed, the last thing she wanted to do was to sedate Pan. Vegeta leaned against the wall nearest to the tank in case they needed his help.
"Pan you have to stop."
"I can't breathe.get it out!"
"It's going to take a little while.I'm sorry. Try and breath with me, please just try."
Vegeta watched as his mate flew around the room shutting off various monitor and scanners as the tank slowly drained. Turning his eyes to his son he watched in silent amazement as Pan calmed down visibly and attempted to breath with the machine, no his son's breathing! But the boy hadn't said a word! He watched as her hand pushed against the wall of the tank searching for his, when he placed his on the opposite side she instantly stopped as if know that he was right there. "Damn, the bond is already there and they haven't even claimed each other yet." he muttered softly under his breath.
As her body settled softly on the bottom of the tank Trunks reached for the control switch and unlocked the tank wall. The last of the tank fluid drained away as Pan struggled to open her eyes and rip the tube from her throat. A pair of hands grabbed hers and held them as she went to reach for the ventilator. A soft cloth was wiped across her face and her eyes, a voice somewhere above her was telling her to open her eyes. She did as she was told, only to be blinded by the brightness. Struggling against the restraints she could vaguely hear a voice say "Over to the exam table Trunks." Suddenly she felt herself scooped up and held tightly against a warm body. Gently, Trunks laid her down and the voices start up again.
"Tousaan, hold her hands for me I have to help Kasaan."
"Trunks, grab that towel to clean her with for right now and the blanket to wrap her in."
"Woman, get that thing out of her lungs before she loses her control and hurts someone."
"Vegeta, I have to drain the fluid first or else she'll basically drown!"
"Kaasan, just help her!"
She let herself go numb when it all became too much to process. She was somewhat aware of Trunks and Bulma removing the electrodes and wires from her body and the hum of the ventilator machine as it started to drain the fluid away. As her lungs began to empty she fought to draw breaths on her own from the air that was being pumped into to replace the fluid. A shadow crossed her face, causing her to open her eyes. "Pan, we're going to remove the tube now. Try to relax, take a deep breath and on the count of three blow out as hard as you can." Dumbly, she nodded her head and took a deep breath. The hands holding her own brought hers down to her sides but continued to hold them there. He asked the other voice if she's was ready and to go on the count of three. "1, 2, 3."
The pain rushed through her throat and lungs as the tube slid out. Gasping to draw a breath she managed to give a strangled cry before she was overcome with a fit of coughing as her lungs tried to expel the remnants of the fluid. A warm soft hand, like her mothers, caressed her cheek and another pushed her hair from her eyes when the fit eased up.
"Pan, take slow, even breaths it will help, ok? Trunks give her some oxygen just till her vitals are back in her normal range." Bulma spoke softly to Pan as she raised the exam table to a more upright position. Grabbing the blanket that Trunks had brought over Bulma covered the young woman and watched as her son put the tubing in place and turned the tank on with a slight hiss. After a few tense minutes Pan's color began to visibly return and was becoming more aware of her surroundings.
"Pan." Trunks began but stopped when she tried to turn towards him but couldn't. Instantly, he was at her side feeling out her ki trying to sense what was wrong. It felt alright, but a little off somehow, almost weak. Lost in his thoughts he jumped when her small hand found its way into his. Looking up he watched as she smile softly at him and whispered his name to him. "Trunks-chan." Giving her hand a gentle squeeze he turned to his mother who was bent over one of the computer printouts.
"Mom, what's wrong with her? You said she was healed! Why can't she move?"
"Trunks think about it! She attained a new power level in your battle, was seriously injured, died from those injuries, was somehow brought back by you with ki energy, and she's been in the tank for over two days. Her body maybe healed but physically, mentally, and emotionally she's exhausted. The tank can only heal injuries not the basic needs of your body. Pan's going to need a couple days of rest before she's back to herself." Bulma answered as she rummaged through her medical supplies gathering instruments and a file marked 'Son, Pan'. Now I want you boys out of the room so I can give Pan an exam to make sure everything is alright. Go, now!"
As if to confirm what Bulma had just said Pan gave a large yawn and smiled sheepishly at Trunks and if saying to say sorry. He could feel her reaching out to him again through her mind to his but shook his head no, sending back to her instead 'Rest, don't push it.' Not caring that his parents were watching he kissed her softly on the lips and whispered "I'll be right outside if you need me, alright?" she nodded her head and squeezed his hand as he headed towards the door.
As he closed the door behind him, Trunks was grabbed roughly by his father and pushed up against the wall.
"I thought you told me you hadn't mated or bonded with her?!"
"I didn't, we only kissed a few times. Nothing happened."
"Then tell me how an the hell you were speaking to her in there?!"
"I would like to know that myself, but I don't. My best guess is that it happened when I brought her back. It must have opened some sort of bond between us." Trunks replied, staring straight back into his father's dark eyes. Something he normally wouldn't of done but then again things hadn't been normal lately either. They stayed locked in an undeclared battle, waiting to see who would back down first, for several minutes until what seemed like an understanding was reached between them without a word being spoken.
"Vegeta, if your done interrogating our son can I have him back in here?" interrupted Bulma.
"Woman." Vegeta growled back at his mate. "Don't woman me or else you'll be on the couch for the next week mister!" Bulma threatened right back. At the prospect of being shut out of his own room, Vegeta shut up for once. Turning back to her son, she watched as he tucked a stray piece of Pan's hair behind her ear and whispered something to her that only she could hear. A small, tired smile spread across her face as she took his hand in hers'. Clearing her throat Bulma got the attention of her son and soon to be daughter-in-law.
"Trunks," he turned to face her "can you help Pan get cleaned up, into some comfortable cloths, and bring her back down here after that so I can give her some medication?"
A bit shocked at his mother's forwardness he questioned Pan through their link. 'Is that okay with you?'
'Yes, she asked me first anyway or else she would have helped me and you would still be out in the hall.' She answered back with a bemused tone.
'Smart aleck.' he shot back at her and was rewarded with a very saiyain smirk. "Okay. We'll be back down in a bit." He replied, only to find his mother was busy working on some sort of sample. Turning back to Pan he asked her quietly. "Can you walk?"
"I'm going to try." as she managed to swing her legs off the exam table. Reaching out to steady her Trunks wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her stand. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." she whispered as she took a step forward, only to have her legs give out from under her. But Trunks had been ready to catch her if she fell and swept her into his arms. "Oh my hero!" she exclaimed softly in a bad impression of a swooning maiden. Chuckling quietly he smiled at her only to frown slightly when a huge yawn escaped her. 'Lets get you cleaned up, so you can get some rest.' She nodded tiredly as the burst of adrenaline wore off. With that she rested her head on his shoulder as he headed for the upstairs living quarters.
Upstairs.
Reaching the guest bathroom, Trunks opened the door with a touch of his ki. "Light level three." He stated to the house computer that controlled things like room temperatures, the servo bots, etc. The lights came up to a soft brightness that allowed them plenty of light but not so bright that it blinded them. "New trick that Bulma taught her computer?" Pan questioned. "One of those ideas that pops in her head and she can have it done in less than 10 minutes." Trunks chuckled. Setting Pan down on the counter he closed the door and set about gathering some towels and bath toiletries for her. She watched as he busied himself getting more frustrated by the minute. He has been walking on eggshells with her since he had pulled her from the tank, almost as if he was afraid of hurting her again.
"Trunks-chan." She called quietly to him. His head shot up at the sound of her voice. "Come here." hesitating he walked over to her. Untangling her arms from the blanket, she adjusted it around her and took his hands in hers when he stopped in front of her. Meeting his eyes she kissed him softly on the lips, pulling him into a deeper one before he could protest, giving his saiyan side a chance to kick in. Burying his fingers into her hair he let himself go for a moment, savoring the taste and feel of her lips against his. Breaking the kiss she whispered "I'm not made of glass, so stop treating me like I am. Your not going to hurt me, what happened was a freak accident, me dying not the injury, but I'm here now and I'm not going away again for a long time."
"Hai, Pan-chan." He replied pulling away from her to start the bath. With that done he grabbed two toothbrushes and loaded them with toothpaste. Handing one to her and sticking the other one in his own mouth the only sounds in the bathroom was that of running water and the brushing of teeth. Turning her head Pan spit and directed a playful scowled at Trunks. "What?!" came his muffled response. "You trying to tell me that my breath is bad or something?" she growled back. Spitting out his own mouthful he stood ready to defend himself. "Pan." he began "Trunks be quiet." Replied Pan while she pulled him towards her and gave him a kiss to silence him. "And shut the water off while your at it, you're going to flood the bathroom." Shooting a scowl back at her he obeyed and turned to help her over to the tub.
End Chapter 4
Chapter 5 coming soon!
Waiting for the Moon Chapter 4
2:57am Regen Room
Floating. She was floating, where she wasn't sure. All she knew was that the darkness was slowly beginning to fade out, but she couldn't see anything. That's when she remembered. She was dead; she had died in Trunks arms! "Dende!" her cry shattered the darkness.
"Pan calm yourself you are not dead. His love for you brought you back; you are only healing right now. Do not be frightened." Dende's soothing voice filled her head. She sobbed silently, but felt herself begin to choke and the same feeling of not being able to breathe again overcame her.
"NO!" she screamed. Frantically she tried to grab hold of what was cutting off her air supply, but could not. Desperately she tried to power up and destroy it but it didn't work. The harder she fought the more it seemed she couldn't free herself, suddenly the sound of an alarm broke through causing her fight harder.
"Pan, stop you'll kill yourself!" his voice echoed through her mind as she felt his ki enter the room.
"Trunks!" she sobbed back as she stopped struggling and pressed her hand to the glass searching for his.
"Can you hear me Pan-chan?" His voiced responded back.
"Yes.help me please I can't breathe." she cried out to him.
"Don't fight the tube it's helping you breath, and I'll have you out once the tank drains. Kaasan is coming, it'll be alright." Knowing now that she was safe she tried to relax and let the ventilator breath for her, but found it almost impossible and continued to struggle.
A few minutes earlier..
He sat at the table slowly swirling the remnants of the tea his mother had made for him an hour ago when he had refused to sleep. Glancing at the kitchen clock he gave a low sigh when he noticed it was almost three in the morning. Gohan and Videl had finally left about 10 or so after checking on Pan one more time for the night. He had stayed with Pan again until his mother made him go take a shower and drink the tea. She still treated him like he was 10, he thought. What she needs is some grandkids to spoil and take care of he joked to himself. The silence was pierced suddenly as the warning system went off in the regen room. He bolted from the kitchen, yelling out to his Kaasan and Tousaan to help him. As he neared the room he could feel her ki jumping up and down as she struggled to fight the wires and ventilator. "Pan, stop you'll kill yourself!" he cried out in his mind as he rushed to the computer to drain the tank.
"Trunks!" she sobbed in her mind when she heard him.
Startled he looked up to see if she had freed herself only to find her calming down in the tank, hand pressed to the glass searching for his. "Can you hear me Pan-chan?" he tentatively asked in his mind as he finished the coding sequence to empty the tank and turned back to her.
"Yes." she cried out again to him "Help me please I can't breathe.".
"Don't fight the tube it's helping you breath, and I'll have you out once the tank drains. Kaasan is coming it'll be alright." As if on cue Bulma and Vegeta came flying through the door; Bulma ran to the computer checking to make sure Pan was physically alright to be coming out of the tank. She breathed a sigh of relief when the report showed that she was healed, the last thing she wanted to do was to sedate Pan. Vegeta leaned against the wall nearest to the tank in case they needed his help.
"Pan you have to stop."
"I can't breathe.get it out!"
"It's going to take a little while.I'm sorry. Try and breath with me, please just try."
Vegeta watched as his mate flew around the room shutting off various monitor and scanners as the tank slowly drained. Turning his eyes to his son he watched in silent amazement as Pan calmed down visibly and attempted to breath with the machine, no his son's breathing! But the boy hadn't said a word! He watched as her hand pushed against the wall of the tank searching for his, when he placed his on the opposite side she instantly stopped as if know that he was right there. "Damn, the bond is already there and they haven't even claimed each other yet." he muttered softly under his breath.
As her body settled softly on the bottom of the tank Trunks reached for the control switch and unlocked the tank wall. The last of the tank fluid drained away as Pan struggled to open her eyes and rip the tube from her throat. A pair of hands grabbed hers and held them as she went to reach for the ventilator. A soft cloth was wiped across her face and her eyes, a voice somewhere above her was telling her to open her eyes. She did as she was told, only to be blinded by the brightness. Struggling against the restraints she could vaguely hear a voice say "Over to the exam table Trunks." Suddenly she felt herself scooped up and held tightly against a warm body. Gently, Trunks laid her down and the voices start up again.
"Tousaan, hold her hands for me I have to help Kasaan."
"Trunks, grab that towel to clean her with for right now and the blanket to wrap her in."
"Woman, get that thing out of her lungs before she loses her control and hurts someone."
"Vegeta, I have to drain the fluid first or else she'll basically drown!"
"Kaasan, just help her!"
She let herself go numb when it all became too much to process. She was somewhat aware of Trunks and Bulma removing the electrodes and wires from her body and the hum of the ventilator machine as it started to drain the fluid away. As her lungs began to empty she fought to draw breaths on her own from the air that was being pumped into to replace the fluid. A shadow crossed her face, causing her to open her eyes. "Pan, we're going to remove the tube now. Try to relax, take a deep breath and on the count of three blow out as hard as you can." Dumbly, she nodded her head and took a deep breath. The hands holding her own brought hers down to her sides but continued to hold them there. He asked the other voice if she's was ready and to go on the count of three. "1, 2, 3."
The pain rushed through her throat and lungs as the tube slid out. Gasping to draw a breath she managed to give a strangled cry before she was overcome with a fit of coughing as her lungs tried to expel the remnants of the fluid. A warm soft hand, like her mothers, caressed her cheek and another pushed her hair from her eyes when the fit eased up.
"Pan, take slow, even breaths it will help, ok? Trunks give her some oxygen just till her vitals are back in her normal range." Bulma spoke softly to Pan as she raised the exam table to a more upright position. Grabbing the blanket that Trunks had brought over Bulma covered the young woman and watched as her son put the tubing in place and turned the tank on with a slight hiss. After a few tense minutes Pan's color began to visibly return and was becoming more aware of her surroundings.
"Pan." Trunks began but stopped when she tried to turn towards him but couldn't. Instantly, he was at her side feeling out her ki trying to sense what was wrong. It felt alright, but a little off somehow, almost weak. Lost in his thoughts he jumped when her small hand found its way into his. Looking up he watched as she smile softly at him and whispered his name to him. "Trunks-chan." Giving her hand a gentle squeeze he turned to his mother who was bent over one of the computer printouts.
"Mom, what's wrong with her? You said she was healed! Why can't she move?"
"Trunks think about it! She attained a new power level in your battle, was seriously injured, died from those injuries, was somehow brought back by you with ki energy, and she's been in the tank for over two days. Her body maybe healed but physically, mentally, and emotionally she's exhausted. The tank can only heal injuries not the basic needs of your body. Pan's going to need a couple days of rest before she's back to herself." Bulma answered as she rummaged through her medical supplies gathering instruments and a file marked 'Son, Pan'. Now I want you boys out of the room so I can give Pan an exam to make sure everything is alright. Go, now!"
As if to confirm what Bulma had just said Pan gave a large yawn and smiled sheepishly at Trunks and if saying to say sorry. He could feel her reaching out to him again through her mind to his but shook his head no, sending back to her instead 'Rest, don't push it.' Not caring that his parents were watching he kissed her softly on the lips and whispered "I'll be right outside if you need me, alright?" she nodded her head and squeezed his hand as he headed towards the door.
As he closed the door behind him, Trunks was grabbed roughly by his father and pushed up against the wall.
"I thought you told me you hadn't mated or bonded with her?!"
"I didn't, we only kissed a few times. Nothing happened."
"Then tell me how an the hell you were speaking to her in there?!"
"I would like to know that myself, but I don't. My best guess is that it happened when I brought her back. It must have opened some sort of bond between us." Trunks replied, staring straight back into his father's dark eyes. Something he normally wouldn't of done but then again things hadn't been normal lately either. They stayed locked in an undeclared battle, waiting to see who would back down first, for several minutes until what seemed like an understanding was reached between them without a word being spoken.
"Vegeta, if your done interrogating our son can I have him back in here?" interrupted Bulma.
"Woman." Vegeta growled back at his mate. "Don't woman me or else you'll be on the couch for the next week mister!" Bulma threatened right back. At the prospect of being shut out of his own room, Vegeta shut up for once. Turning back to her son, she watched as he tucked a stray piece of Pan's hair behind her ear and whispered something to her that only she could hear. A small, tired smile spread across her face as she took his hand in hers'. Clearing her throat Bulma got the attention of her son and soon to be daughter-in-law.
"Trunks," he turned to face her "can you help Pan get cleaned up, into some comfortable cloths, and bring her back down here after that so I can give her some medication?"
A bit shocked at his mother's forwardness he questioned Pan through their link. 'Is that okay with you?'
'Yes, she asked me first anyway or else she would have helped me and you would still be out in the hall.' She answered back with a bemused tone.
'Smart aleck.' he shot back at her and was rewarded with a very saiyain smirk. "Okay. We'll be back down in a bit." He replied, only to find his mother was busy working on some sort of sample. Turning back to Pan he asked her quietly. "Can you walk?"
"I'm going to try." as she managed to swing her legs off the exam table. Reaching out to steady her Trunks wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her stand. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." she whispered as she took a step forward, only to have her legs give out from under her. But Trunks had been ready to catch her if she fell and swept her into his arms. "Oh my hero!" she exclaimed softly in a bad impression of a swooning maiden. Chuckling quietly he smiled at her only to frown slightly when a huge yawn escaped her. 'Lets get you cleaned up, so you can get some rest.' She nodded tiredly as the burst of adrenaline wore off. With that she rested her head on his shoulder as he headed for the upstairs living quarters.
Upstairs.
Reaching the guest bathroom, Trunks opened the door with a touch of his ki. "Light level three." He stated to the house computer that controlled things like room temperatures, the servo bots, etc. The lights came up to a soft brightness that allowed them plenty of light but not so bright that it blinded them. "New trick that Bulma taught her computer?" Pan questioned. "One of those ideas that pops in her head and she can have it done in less than 10 minutes." Trunks chuckled. Setting Pan down on the counter he closed the door and set about gathering some towels and bath toiletries for her. She watched as he busied himself getting more frustrated by the minute. He has been walking on eggshells with her since he had pulled her from the tank, almost as if he was afraid of hurting her again.
"Trunks-chan." She called quietly to him. His head shot up at the sound of her voice. "Come here." hesitating he walked over to her. Untangling her arms from the blanket, she adjusted it around her and took his hands in hers when he stopped in front of her. Meeting his eyes she kissed him softly on the lips, pulling him into a deeper one before he could protest, giving his saiyan side a chance to kick in. Burying his fingers into her hair he let himself go for a moment, savoring the taste and feel of her lips against his. Breaking the kiss she whispered "I'm not made of glass, so stop treating me like I am. Your not going to hurt me, what happened was a freak accident, me dying not the injury, but I'm here now and I'm not going away again for a long time."
"Hai, Pan-chan." He replied pulling away from her to start the bath. With that done he grabbed two toothbrushes and loaded them with toothpaste. Handing one to her and sticking the other one in his own mouth the only sounds in the bathroom was that of running water and the brushing of teeth. Turning her head Pan spit and directed a playful scowled at Trunks. "What?!" came his muffled response. "You trying to tell me that my breath is bad or something?" she growled back. Spitting out his own mouthful he stood ready to defend himself. "Pan." he began "Trunks be quiet." Replied Pan while she pulled him towards her and gave him a kiss to silence him. "And shut the water off while your at it, you're going to flood the bathroom." Shooting a scowl back at her he obeyed and turned to help her over to the tub.
End Chapter 4
Chapter 5 coming soon!
