Chapter 7
"Where is the boy?"
"Still asleep."
"Not for long."
Vegeta walked down the hallway, straight to Trunks' room.
"Vegeta leave the boy alone. He needs to rest, just let him sleep."
"You didn't know he was up at five in the morning."
"Five in the morning. Still, let the boy live a little."
Vegeta opened the door to Trunks' room and found both Sam and Trunks in the bed, in each other's arms.
"WHAT THE HELL!!!"
Trunks shot up in the bed, followed by Sam.
"What, what's going on?"
"I could ask you the same thing?"
"Could you quit yelling?" Sam asked sleepily.
"I will quit yelling when I get some answers."
"Vegeta, calm down. Now come on, let's go to the kitchen, let the kids get dressed, and then we will all talk."
Bulma propelled Vegeta back to the kitchen, and checked to make sure that the 2 teens were getting up.
"I had a feeling he wouldn't like this."
Sam got on her hands and knees in front of him and kissed him.
After pulling back she said, "Trunks, don't worry so much. You worry more than my mother."
Then she got off of his bed and went to her to get dressed.
Later that day, in Bulma's lab:
Sam straightened up Bulma's desk as she worked on her contraptions.
Thinking of last night, Sam smiled a little, not noticing Bulma when she walked by.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Sam, you have had that goofy grin on you face since this morning. Is there something I need to know?"
Sam just shrugged.
Trunks walked in, said he was going out for a walk and that he'd be back by lunchtime. Then he kissed her on the cheek and as he walked past Sam, looked over at her, smiled, and continued to walk out.
Sam watched as he left the room and bit her bottom lip.
"Something happened between you two last night, I know it."
"What are you going on about Bulma?"
"You two. When you first came you were at each other's throats."
"Well, things change over time," Sam said, rearranging some papers.
"Yeah, if you slept together last night. I suppose that would change things."
Sam froze, turned slowly to face Bulma and blushed. "You know?"
"I knew when I saw you two in bed together. Plus, the spark he had in his eyes told me that he did something or someone, and that someone was you wasn't it?"
Sam bit the inside of her cheek, blushed, and nodded.
"So...."
"What?"
"If he's anything like Vegeta, you couldn't breath afterwards."
"Well.............." she blushed again.
Bulma just laughed and went back to work.
Meanwhile, outside:
Trunks was on his way out when Vegeta called.
"Get over here."
Trunks walked over to his father who was standing at the door of the Gravity Room.
"Yeah?"
"In here. When was the last time you were in here?"
"Two weeks ago. I think."
"When was the last time you beat me?" Vegeta asked.
"Four months ago."
"Let's go."
They spared for about half an hour. Before Vegeta asked, "Did you take her?"
"What?" Trunks said, dodging another punch.
"Did you take her or not?"
"Oh, Sam. Why do you ask? Not that it's your problem."
Vegeta stopped the onslaught he had been wailing on Trunks.
"You did, I can tell."
"What's it to you anyway?"
"If that girl gets pregnant, you had better take responsibility of it."
"I will."
"Good, now get out of here."
"Are we done?"
"Your tired. Go get what rest you need, and we will take this tomorrow."
Trunks left the room and went for the walk he had planned to take. And when he came back Sam was outside in a bathing suit.
"Get a sunburn that way."
"Got it covered, sunscreen." she held up a bottle.
"Oh I see. You getting a little pink."
"What?" she sat up and looked herself over.
"I think you need more sun block on. "
She picked up the bottle, squirted some in her hand and rubbed it over her legs.
"Could you help me get my back?'
He walked over to her, sat behind her, took the bottle, squirted some in his hand, and rubbed it all over her back.
While he did this he thought, 'Now if mom and dad could just leave for a few hours maybe, I could do what really needs to be done, last night was nothing compared to what could've happened.'
"Really? And what could you've done last night that you didn't?"
"I didn't say anything out loud."
"Yeah you did, I heard it clear as if I had said it."
"Oh, right. The link."
She looked back at him, confused.
"Because we did it last night, and do you remember feeling a pain right here?"
He ran his hand over the bite mark he had left were her neck and shoulder met.
"Yeah, why?"
"It's a bite mark that I left, making a bond between you and me. That's why you heard what I was thinking."
"Oh, that explains some things. Like how I knew that you were watching me when I got dressed this morning."
"How could I have resisted, I mean look at you, the curve, the shape, I might have been drooling."
She laughed, 'He is making fun of me.'
"No I'm not, seriously. Look at this." he ran his hands down her sides and wrapped her arms around her waist. "And look at this, could you be any smaller,
I was afraid I was going to break you last night."
He held her tight, but not too tight, and kissed the mark he had made.
"You know, I can't get a very even tan with you holding me."
He let her go, got up and knelt beside her.
"Dad knows."
"So does your mom."
She sighed. Looked over at him, smiled and said, "I want to show you something."
"What?"
She got up, pulled on a pair of shorts, and said, "Come on."
He got up to follow her. "Wait, will you at least tell me where we are going?"
"You have to see it."
They both walked through the yard, Sam leading the way.
"Sam, where are we going?"
"You'll see, just come on."
Sam took to the air, Trunks coming up behind her. She led him over the city, and slowed down when she got close to her mother's house.
When they landed, Trunks asked, "What are we doing here?"
Not answering, she took his hand and led him through the trees to a clearing.
He looked around, seeing a small water fall off to the left, a stream running by to the right, and a tree that was bigger then he had ever seen between the two.
"Wow," he said breathlessly.
"I know, it's incredible. I used to come here to think."
"This place is..."
"Gorgeous. Unbelievable. What?"
"All of it. It's beyond words actually."
She pulled him over to the tree and sat down on one of the huge roots that had grown up out of the ground.
He sat down next to her. Straddling the root he pulled her to him and held her against him.
"I love you."
"I love you too," Sam inhaled deeply and sighed.
Sitting up, she turned around to face him and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She kissed him, wrapping her arms around him, pulling herself closer.
He cradled her head in his hand, her hair tangling around his fingers.
She moaned against him, a burning going through her body as he held her closer.
When they parted, Sam had trouble breathing.
She took several deep breaths before she said, " Leaving me out a breath huh? Coulda warned me first."
"Hey, you started it."
She giggled and hugged him tight.
"Okay, now it's my turn."
"What?"
"I want you to meet some people."
"Who?"
"Don't worry about it."
He lifted up from the root, Sam still in his arms. She pushed away and flew on her own next to him.
Trunks lead her straight to the Son house.
Landing, he walked to the door, Sam close behind.
As they approached, the door opened and Goten fell to the ground.
"Goten, you okay?" Trunks asked helping his friend up.
"Yeah, fine, I'm just in kind of a hurry."
"Oh, where you off to?" Sam stood off to the side listening to the two talk, not wanting to be rude.
"To pick up Marron."
"You two going somewhere?"
"Just out, not really anywhere in particular."
Trunks took Sam's hand and squeezed just a little.
"Oh, and who is this your hiding?" Goten asked giving Trunks a look.
"This is Samantha. She is working with mom for the summer. Sam this goofball is Goten. We grew up together. Saved the world a couple of times, you know."
"Hi, he said Samantha but I go by Sam."
Goten took her free hand and shook it. When he let go, he looked over at Trunks.
Sam bit down on her lip, "Um, Goten. "
"Yeah."
"Where's the bathroom?"
"Oh, just go through this hall and to your left."
"Be back."
After Sam went in, Goten turned to Trunks," What did you do?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You two did it didn't you?"
"No. Why would you think that?"
"Her energy was mixed with yours, I could feel it."
"Okay, so we did do something last night."
"You did?'
"Yeah, you said yourself that you could tell."
"So?"
"So what?"
Goten just looked at him.
"Goten, you perv."
"Not that you sicko. What I meant was are you in love with her?"
"Yeah, I think I am."
"Don't blame you. The way she looks, dang."
Sam came back, looked at both boys, and said, "You two were talking about me weren't you?"
"No, why would you think such a thing."
"Hmm, I don't know, you both got quiet when I came out, and you both have that guilty look."
"Well, Sam, Trunks was just telling me that he had hurt himself last night."
Sam looked over at Trunks, one eyebrow raised.
"Goten, why I aughta "
Trunks elbowed Goten in the side.
"Real funny Goten, but just to let you know, if he would've hurt himself last night I would know, I mean we did sleep in the same bed. His bed that is."
"Well, as fun as this is, I need to go pick up my girlfriend, so if you two lovebirds will excuse me."
With that Goten took to the air.
"You told him'
"He was prying."
"Well, come on there is still a couple more people."
"Chichi!" Trunks called leaning in the door.
"In the back!"
"Come on."
They walked into the house, through the kitchen, and out to the back, where Chichi and Goku were.
"Chichi, Goku, I'd like you two to meet Sam. She's the girl who's working for mom for the summer."
"Nice to meet you."
"Do you know where Gohan is?"
"He should be with Videl, at least that's where he went this morning."
"Well, then we will get out of your way."
"Right then, bye Trunks, bye Sam."
They left the house and headed for town.
"So, who now?'
"Well, there is Gohan and Videl, and her father, and..... Then a few more."
Just then his cell went off. He stopped and answered it.
They just floated there until he put the phone away.
"Who was that?"
"Marron, said that they ran into some trouble and she was worried about Goten. She was whispering then the line cut off."
"Do you think they are in trouble?"
"Goten can usually handle himself, but with Marron there he could've gotten distracted."
"Should we go? To help them I mean."
"Come on."
Trunks got closer to the ground, landed and waited for Sam.
"Do you know where they are?"
"No, but I know a way to find out."
He stopped, searching for Goten's energy. Finding it, he led Sam around the corner, down a few stores, and then, when he saw Goten cornered, he turned to Sam, "Stay here. I need you to stay out of the way."
"Alright."
Trunks turned back to the group that surrounded Goten and started toward them.
Sam looked around to try and find a way that she could help. Off to the side she saw two guys holding a girl. 'That must be Marron'
She looked around where she stood and found a pipe about as long as her arm.
She picked it up and made her way toward the two that held the blonde.
Coming up behind them, she saw Trunks knock another guy out.
Her foot hit something that caused a box to fall over. One of the guys turned and saw her.
Before he could say anything she hit him in the forehead with the pipe. The other guy turned, let go of the girl and went to grab Sam.
She dodged him and held the pipe tight in her hand. They circled, waiting of the other to attack, and then the guy came at her again.
This time, when she tried to dodge she fell to the ground, the guy catching her. He pulled her to her feet, one arm twisted behind her back.
She moaned in pain, as he pulled harder. Marron picked up the pipe and swung it, hitting the guy in the back of the head.
With him dazed, Sam twisted around, flipped the guy over, and when he hit the ground, put her knee in his chest.
"Wow."
"You okay?"
Marron nodded.
Looking over Sam saw Trunks and Goten standing together, staring at her.
"Where did that come from?"
"Self defense classes, mom made me take them."
"Wow."
She looked back down at the guy she had pinned then back up at the guys, "What should we do with him?"
She let him up; Trunks took him by the shirt and asked, "You want to tell me what attacking him was all about?"
"It was just supposed to be a laugh. But then Jerry said that we were gonna take him out and then he would take care of the girl, I didn't want any part in it really."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"So what are you going to do when I let you go?"
"Apologize to the blond and then get lost?"
Trunks let the guy go.
The guy turned to Marron, "I really didn't mean ya any harm, honest. I'm sorry."
Then he turned to Goten, "Jerry was only being a jerk. I don't think he meant to pick a fight with you."
Then the guy ran off leaving the four standing there in a group.
"Well, so, should we go?"
They walked away from the scene, Goten half leaning on Trunks for support.
At a small restaurant down the street:
"So, Trunks, you never told me who she is?", Marron said when Sam had gone to the bathroom.
"She's someone that mom hired to help out around the place. And well,..........."
"They slept together last night."
"Goten, I'll kill you."
"No you wont, what does he mean that you slept with her last night?"
"I did it. We were talking and it just happened."
"Just happened. Just like that?" Marron snapped her fingers.
"Pretty much."
"Do you love her?"
"Yeah, I do. I really believe that I do."
Sam came back over to the table, sat down next to Trunks, and took a drink from her coke.
"So Sam, Trunks tells me that you're working with his mom for the summer. "
"Uh huh. I needed a job, and Bulma needed some help so, I took the offer."
"And how are you and Trunks getting along? Good?"
"Yeah fine, Goten. Why are you asking all these questions? Trunks had to 've told you all of this."
"Well, he has. But he has also said that you look incredible. That he feels lost when he looks at you, and that he gets weak in the knees when you walk by and he smells your perfume."
"Goten, you will die before this day is through," Trunks muttered.
"Well, this is unexpected."
"You'll have to excuse him. He just tends to blurt things out like that."
"No, he really said all of those things."
"And when did he do this?"
"Over the phone."
"Really?"
Sam looked over at Trunks, who had his head in his hands with his elbows on the table. She reached over and rubbed his back with one hand.
"Goten, why do you do this?" he asked, voice muffled through his hands.
"Do what? I was just repeating what you said."
"Yeah, stuff I told you to never tell a soul as long as you lived."
"Well, if you didn't want her to know that stuff, you should've told me."
Trunks just rolled her eyes.
Sam giggled and wrapped her arms around him.
"So Sam, how is that arrangement working out?"
"Fine I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering. Is he a lot of trouble for you?"
"No."
"Marron, your getting just as bad as your boyfriend. Now would you two stop."
Goten looked hurt, "I haven't said anything."
"We are together now okay, last night something happened, and I 'm in love with her alright. Does that answer your questions?"
Both teens looked somewhat shocked. Marron smiled, reached across the table and patted his arm. "It's okay, we can tell that you love her. And I don't think we can blame you either."
Sam rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head.
The waitress came over and put the bill on the table.
"Well, we need to get out of here. Sam still wants to stop by her mom's and I told mom we would be home around lunch."
"Bye you two."
They said their goodbyes, and Trunks and Sam left.
On the way out to Sam's mother's she turned to him and asked, "Did you really say all that stuff about me?"
"Yeah, and it was the truth too. I do get lost just by looking at you."
"And you get weak in the knees when you smell my perfume?"
"Yeah. Kinda stupid huh?"
She just smiled and shook her head.
"What it's true."
"I believe you. And I think it's cute."
"Cute as is 'awe how sweet' or what?"
"I don't know, just cute."
"Great, I'm cute as in 'awe look at the little puppy'. Good grief."
She laughed. When they got to her house, she went in and called out.
"Mom!"
He followed in after her. "Is every thing…..oh on."
The place was trashed. Broken bottles everywhere. Stuff turned over, torn up. "Mom!"
Sam wondered from room to room, looking for her mother.
"Mom!? Mom, where are you?"
Looking everywhere in the house they found no site of her mother. In the back though Sam did find something
She screamed in horror, sending Trunks in a dead run to where she was.
Lying on the ground was a dead man.
She buried her face in Trunks' shoulder.
"Who is it?"
"My stepfather.", she moaned.
Trunks led her back into the house and sat her down in one of the chairs. "Stay here."
She just nodded. He went back out to inspect the body.
The guy had been shot in the side of the head, right temple, straight though. Suicide he figured. But why? And where was Sam's mother?
He didn't know, but he didn't like the way it felt. Stepfather out back, dead, mother missing, only daughter left in misery. What was wrong with the world.
He went back inside, told Sam to call 911, and then said that they would wait out front.
She seemed sort of in a trance. Walking around like a zombie.
He just watched her, not sure what he should do or what he should say.
When the cops came he was asked to give a statement. After he was done, he told the officer, "Sir, her mother lived here. She has been staying with my family. I really don't think that now would be a good time to get a statement from her."
"Understandable. Son, if you could just give me your address, I'll get a statement later."
Trunks told him were he lived and then took Sam away from the house.
"What am I going to do?"
"You'll just stay with us. There is no problem. Mom wont mind. You don't need to worry about that."
"Trunks, I'm not talking about that. Mom. I don't know what happened in that house, I don't know why Dave was there either. But I do know that my mother has to be out there somewhere. She has to be. If she's not, I don't know what I'll do. Trunks she has to be okay."
"I'm sure she's fine. Come on, if she is anything like you, she can handle herself."
"Trunks, Dave is a big man. He slapped me and mom around any chance he got. He was the reason mom made me take self defense classes. But even after the classes, he still could beat me down, easy. I was terrified of that man. And he knew it, that's why he hit me and mom. He knew we couldn't do anything."
They walked around the park. Side by side, hand in hand.
Through the link between them, he could hear what she was thinking. He backed off and gave her the privacy she deserved.
She felt him back away from her. She stopped and wrapped her arms around him.
He held her, keeping her steady as the sobs racked her body. And he continued to hold her until she stopped crying.
Afterwards, they stopped and got a coke before they went home.
Sitting across from her at the table, he held her hand and just watched her.
"What now?"
"Now, we go home and you get some rest. This is a lot to take in and you took it hard.
Then when you feel better, you need to give a statement to the police. Then we try and find you mom."
"That's a lot. I'm not sure I'm ready to do all that."
"That's why we wait until you're ready."
They talked about something else to get her mind off of her mother, but he knew it wasn't working. She was trying, but it just wasn't going to be that easy to forget.
"Come on, let's get home."
He stood up, went around the table, pulled her up from her chair, led her out the door, then picked her up and headed for home.
So, where is Sam's mom?
To tell you the truth, I don't even know.
You see I lost the notebook I had this written in and now I'm just going with this!
"Where is the boy?"
"Still asleep."
"Not for long."
Vegeta walked down the hallway, straight to Trunks' room.
"Vegeta leave the boy alone. He needs to rest, just let him sleep."
"You didn't know he was up at five in the morning."
"Five in the morning. Still, let the boy live a little."
Vegeta opened the door to Trunks' room and found both Sam and Trunks in the bed, in each other's arms.
"WHAT THE HELL!!!"
Trunks shot up in the bed, followed by Sam.
"What, what's going on?"
"I could ask you the same thing?"
"Could you quit yelling?" Sam asked sleepily.
"I will quit yelling when I get some answers."
"Vegeta, calm down. Now come on, let's go to the kitchen, let the kids get dressed, and then we will all talk."
Bulma propelled Vegeta back to the kitchen, and checked to make sure that the 2 teens were getting up.
"I had a feeling he wouldn't like this."
Sam got on her hands and knees in front of him and kissed him.
After pulling back she said, "Trunks, don't worry so much. You worry more than my mother."
Then she got off of his bed and went to her to get dressed.
Later that day, in Bulma's lab:
Sam straightened up Bulma's desk as she worked on her contraptions.
Thinking of last night, Sam smiled a little, not noticing Bulma when she walked by.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Sam, you have had that goofy grin on you face since this morning. Is there something I need to know?"
Sam just shrugged.
Trunks walked in, said he was going out for a walk and that he'd be back by lunchtime. Then he kissed her on the cheek and as he walked past Sam, looked over at her, smiled, and continued to walk out.
Sam watched as he left the room and bit her bottom lip.
"Something happened between you two last night, I know it."
"What are you going on about Bulma?"
"You two. When you first came you were at each other's throats."
"Well, things change over time," Sam said, rearranging some papers.
"Yeah, if you slept together last night. I suppose that would change things."
Sam froze, turned slowly to face Bulma and blushed. "You know?"
"I knew when I saw you two in bed together. Plus, the spark he had in his eyes told me that he did something or someone, and that someone was you wasn't it?"
Sam bit the inside of her cheek, blushed, and nodded.
"So...."
"What?"
"If he's anything like Vegeta, you couldn't breath afterwards."
"Well.............." she blushed again.
Bulma just laughed and went back to work.
Meanwhile, outside:
Trunks was on his way out when Vegeta called.
"Get over here."
Trunks walked over to his father who was standing at the door of the Gravity Room.
"Yeah?"
"In here. When was the last time you were in here?"
"Two weeks ago. I think."
"When was the last time you beat me?" Vegeta asked.
"Four months ago."
"Let's go."
They spared for about half an hour. Before Vegeta asked, "Did you take her?"
"What?" Trunks said, dodging another punch.
"Did you take her or not?"
"Oh, Sam. Why do you ask? Not that it's your problem."
Vegeta stopped the onslaught he had been wailing on Trunks.
"You did, I can tell."
"What's it to you anyway?"
"If that girl gets pregnant, you had better take responsibility of it."
"I will."
"Good, now get out of here."
"Are we done?"
"Your tired. Go get what rest you need, and we will take this tomorrow."
Trunks left the room and went for the walk he had planned to take. And when he came back Sam was outside in a bathing suit.
"Get a sunburn that way."
"Got it covered, sunscreen." she held up a bottle.
"Oh I see. You getting a little pink."
"What?" she sat up and looked herself over.
"I think you need more sun block on. "
She picked up the bottle, squirted some in her hand and rubbed it over her legs.
"Could you help me get my back?'
He walked over to her, sat behind her, took the bottle, squirted some in his hand, and rubbed it all over her back.
While he did this he thought, 'Now if mom and dad could just leave for a few hours maybe, I could do what really needs to be done, last night was nothing compared to what could've happened.'
"Really? And what could you've done last night that you didn't?"
"I didn't say anything out loud."
"Yeah you did, I heard it clear as if I had said it."
"Oh, right. The link."
She looked back at him, confused.
"Because we did it last night, and do you remember feeling a pain right here?"
He ran his hand over the bite mark he had left were her neck and shoulder met.
"Yeah, why?"
"It's a bite mark that I left, making a bond between you and me. That's why you heard what I was thinking."
"Oh, that explains some things. Like how I knew that you were watching me when I got dressed this morning."
"How could I have resisted, I mean look at you, the curve, the shape, I might have been drooling."
She laughed, 'He is making fun of me.'
"No I'm not, seriously. Look at this." he ran his hands down her sides and wrapped her arms around her waist. "And look at this, could you be any smaller,
I was afraid I was going to break you last night."
He held her tight, but not too tight, and kissed the mark he had made.
"You know, I can't get a very even tan with you holding me."
He let her go, got up and knelt beside her.
"Dad knows."
"So does your mom."
She sighed. Looked over at him, smiled and said, "I want to show you something."
"What?"
She got up, pulled on a pair of shorts, and said, "Come on."
He got up to follow her. "Wait, will you at least tell me where we are going?"
"You have to see it."
They both walked through the yard, Sam leading the way.
"Sam, where are we going?"
"You'll see, just come on."
Sam took to the air, Trunks coming up behind her. She led him over the city, and slowed down when she got close to her mother's house.
When they landed, Trunks asked, "What are we doing here?"
Not answering, she took his hand and led him through the trees to a clearing.
He looked around, seeing a small water fall off to the left, a stream running by to the right, and a tree that was bigger then he had ever seen between the two.
"Wow," he said breathlessly.
"I know, it's incredible. I used to come here to think."
"This place is..."
"Gorgeous. Unbelievable. What?"
"All of it. It's beyond words actually."
She pulled him over to the tree and sat down on one of the huge roots that had grown up out of the ground.
He sat down next to her. Straddling the root he pulled her to him and held her against him.
"I love you."
"I love you too," Sam inhaled deeply and sighed.
Sitting up, she turned around to face him and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She kissed him, wrapping her arms around him, pulling herself closer.
He cradled her head in his hand, her hair tangling around his fingers.
She moaned against him, a burning going through her body as he held her closer.
When they parted, Sam had trouble breathing.
She took several deep breaths before she said, " Leaving me out a breath huh? Coulda warned me first."
"Hey, you started it."
She giggled and hugged him tight.
"Okay, now it's my turn."
"What?"
"I want you to meet some people."
"Who?"
"Don't worry about it."
He lifted up from the root, Sam still in his arms. She pushed away and flew on her own next to him.
Trunks lead her straight to the Son house.
Landing, he walked to the door, Sam close behind.
As they approached, the door opened and Goten fell to the ground.
"Goten, you okay?" Trunks asked helping his friend up.
"Yeah, fine, I'm just in kind of a hurry."
"Oh, where you off to?" Sam stood off to the side listening to the two talk, not wanting to be rude.
"To pick up Marron."
"You two going somewhere?"
"Just out, not really anywhere in particular."
Trunks took Sam's hand and squeezed just a little.
"Oh, and who is this your hiding?" Goten asked giving Trunks a look.
"This is Samantha. She is working with mom for the summer. Sam this goofball is Goten. We grew up together. Saved the world a couple of times, you know."
"Hi, he said Samantha but I go by Sam."
Goten took her free hand and shook it. When he let go, he looked over at Trunks.
Sam bit down on her lip, "Um, Goten. "
"Yeah."
"Where's the bathroom?"
"Oh, just go through this hall and to your left."
"Be back."
After Sam went in, Goten turned to Trunks," What did you do?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You two did it didn't you?"
"No. Why would you think that?"
"Her energy was mixed with yours, I could feel it."
"Okay, so we did do something last night."
"You did?'
"Yeah, you said yourself that you could tell."
"So?"
"So what?"
Goten just looked at him.
"Goten, you perv."
"Not that you sicko. What I meant was are you in love with her?"
"Yeah, I think I am."
"Don't blame you. The way she looks, dang."
Sam came back, looked at both boys, and said, "You two were talking about me weren't you?"
"No, why would you think such a thing."
"Hmm, I don't know, you both got quiet when I came out, and you both have that guilty look."
"Well, Sam, Trunks was just telling me that he had hurt himself last night."
Sam looked over at Trunks, one eyebrow raised.
"Goten, why I aughta "
Trunks elbowed Goten in the side.
"Real funny Goten, but just to let you know, if he would've hurt himself last night I would know, I mean we did sleep in the same bed. His bed that is."
"Well, as fun as this is, I need to go pick up my girlfriend, so if you two lovebirds will excuse me."
With that Goten took to the air.
"You told him'
"He was prying."
"Well, come on there is still a couple more people."
"Chichi!" Trunks called leaning in the door.
"In the back!"
"Come on."
They walked into the house, through the kitchen, and out to the back, where Chichi and Goku were.
"Chichi, Goku, I'd like you two to meet Sam. She's the girl who's working for mom for the summer."
"Nice to meet you."
"Do you know where Gohan is?"
"He should be with Videl, at least that's where he went this morning."
"Well, then we will get out of your way."
"Right then, bye Trunks, bye Sam."
They left the house and headed for town.
"So, who now?'
"Well, there is Gohan and Videl, and her father, and..... Then a few more."
Just then his cell went off. He stopped and answered it.
They just floated there until he put the phone away.
"Who was that?"
"Marron, said that they ran into some trouble and she was worried about Goten. She was whispering then the line cut off."
"Do you think they are in trouble?"
"Goten can usually handle himself, but with Marron there he could've gotten distracted."
"Should we go? To help them I mean."
"Come on."
Trunks got closer to the ground, landed and waited for Sam.
"Do you know where they are?"
"No, but I know a way to find out."
He stopped, searching for Goten's energy. Finding it, he led Sam around the corner, down a few stores, and then, when he saw Goten cornered, he turned to Sam, "Stay here. I need you to stay out of the way."
"Alright."
Trunks turned back to the group that surrounded Goten and started toward them.
Sam looked around to try and find a way that she could help. Off to the side she saw two guys holding a girl. 'That must be Marron'
She looked around where she stood and found a pipe about as long as her arm.
She picked it up and made her way toward the two that held the blonde.
Coming up behind them, she saw Trunks knock another guy out.
Her foot hit something that caused a box to fall over. One of the guys turned and saw her.
Before he could say anything she hit him in the forehead with the pipe. The other guy turned, let go of the girl and went to grab Sam.
She dodged him and held the pipe tight in her hand. They circled, waiting of the other to attack, and then the guy came at her again.
This time, when she tried to dodge she fell to the ground, the guy catching her. He pulled her to her feet, one arm twisted behind her back.
She moaned in pain, as he pulled harder. Marron picked up the pipe and swung it, hitting the guy in the back of the head.
With him dazed, Sam twisted around, flipped the guy over, and when he hit the ground, put her knee in his chest.
"Wow."
"You okay?"
Marron nodded.
Looking over Sam saw Trunks and Goten standing together, staring at her.
"Where did that come from?"
"Self defense classes, mom made me take them."
"Wow."
She looked back down at the guy she had pinned then back up at the guys, "What should we do with him?"
She let him up; Trunks took him by the shirt and asked, "You want to tell me what attacking him was all about?"
"It was just supposed to be a laugh. But then Jerry said that we were gonna take him out and then he would take care of the girl, I didn't want any part in it really."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"So what are you going to do when I let you go?"
"Apologize to the blond and then get lost?"
Trunks let the guy go.
The guy turned to Marron, "I really didn't mean ya any harm, honest. I'm sorry."
Then he turned to Goten, "Jerry was only being a jerk. I don't think he meant to pick a fight with you."
Then the guy ran off leaving the four standing there in a group.
"Well, so, should we go?"
They walked away from the scene, Goten half leaning on Trunks for support.
At a small restaurant down the street:
"So, Trunks, you never told me who she is?", Marron said when Sam had gone to the bathroom.
"She's someone that mom hired to help out around the place. And well,..........."
"They slept together last night."
"Goten, I'll kill you."
"No you wont, what does he mean that you slept with her last night?"
"I did it. We were talking and it just happened."
"Just happened. Just like that?" Marron snapped her fingers.
"Pretty much."
"Do you love her?"
"Yeah, I do. I really believe that I do."
Sam came back over to the table, sat down next to Trunks, and took a drink from her coke.
"So Sam, Trunks tells me that you're working with his mom for the summer. "
"Uh huh. I needed a job, and Bulma needed some help so, I took the offer."
"And how are you and Trunks getting along? Good?"
"Yeah fine, Goten. Why are you asking all these questions? Trunks had to 've told you all of this."
"Well, he has. But he has also said that you look incredible. That he feels lost when he looks at you, and that he gets weak in the knees when you walk by and he smells your perfume."
"Goten, you will die before this day is through," Trunks muttered.
"Well, this is unexpected."
"You'll have to excuse him. He just tends to blurt things out like that."
"No, he really said all of those things."
"And when did he do this?"
"Over the phone."
"Really?"
Sam looked over at Trunks, who had his head in his hands with his elbows on the table. She reached over and rubbed his back with one hand.
"Goten, why do you do this?" he asked, voice muffled through his hands.
"Do what? I was just repeating what you said."
"Yeah, stuff I told you to never tell a soul as long as you lived."
"Well, if you didn't want her to know that stuff, you should've told me."
Trunks just rolled her eyes.
Sam giggled and wrapped her arms around him.
"So Sam, how is that arrangement working out?"
"Fine I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering. Is he a lot of trouble for you?"
"No."
"Marron, your getting just as bad as your boyfriend. Now would you two stop."
Goten looked hurt, "I haven't said anything."
"We are together now okay, last night something happened, and I 'm in love with her alright. Does that answer your questions?"
Both teens looked somewhat shocked. Marron smiled, reached across the table and patted his arm. "It's okay, we can tell that you love her. And I don't think we can blame you either."
Sam rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head.
The waitress came over and put the bill on the table.
"Well, we need to get out of here. Sam still wants to stop by her mom's and I told mom we would be home around lunch."
"Bye you two."
They said their goodbyes, and Trunks and Sam left.
On the way out to Sam's mother's she turned to him and asked, "Did you really say all that stuff about me?"
"Yeah, and it was the truth too. I do get lost just by looking at you."
"And you get weak in the knees when you smell my perfume?"
"Yeah. Kinda stupid huh?"
She just smiled and shook her head.
"What it's true."
"I believe you. And I think it's cute."
"Cute as is 'awe how sweet' or what?"
"I don't know, just cute."
"Great, I'm cute as in 'awe look at the little puppy'. Good grief."
She laughed. When they got to her house, she went in and called out.
"Mom!"
He followed in after her. "Is every thing…..oh on."
The place was trashed. Broken bottles everywhere. Stuff turned over, torn up. "Mom!"
Sam wondered from room to room, looking for her mother.
"Mom!? Mom, where are you?"
Looking everywhere in the house they found no site of her mother. In the back though Sam did find something
She screamed in horror, sending Trunks in a dead run to where she was.
Lying on the ground was a dead man.
She buried her face in Trunks' shoulder.
"Who is it?"
"My stepfather.", she moaned.
Trunks led her back into the house and sat her down in one of the chairs. "Stay here."
She just nodded. He went back out to inspect the body.
The guy had been shot in the side of the head, right temple, straight though. Suicide he figured. But why? And where was Sam's mother?
He didn't know, but he didn't like the way it felt. Stepfather out back, dead, mother missing, only daughter left in misery. What was wrong with the world.
He went back inside, told Sam to call 911, and then said that they would wait out front.
She seemed sort of in a trance. Walking around like a zombie.
He just watched her, not sure what he should do or what he should say.
When the cops came he was asked to give a statement. After he was done, he told the officer, "Sir, her mother lived here. She has been staying with my family. I really don't think that now would be a good time to get a statement from her."
"Understandable. Son, if you could just give me your address, I'll get a statement later."
Trunks told him were he lived and then took Sam away from the house.
"What am I going to do?"
"You'll just stay with us. There is no problem. Mom wont mind. You don't need to worry about that."
"Trunks, I'm not talking about that. Mom. I don't know what happened in that house, I don't know why Dave was there either. But I do know that my mother has to be out there somewhere. She has to be. If she's not, I don't know what I'll do. Trunks she has to be okay."
"I'm sure she's fine. Come on, if she is anything like you, she can handle herself."
"Trunks, Dave is a big man. He slapped me and mom around any chance he got. He was the reason mom made me take self defense classes. But even after the classes, he still could beat me down, easy. I was terrified of that man. And he knew it, that's why he hit me and mom. He knew we couldn't do anything."
They walked around the park. Side by side, hand in hand.
Through the link between them, he could hear what she was thinking. He backed off and gave her the privacy she deserved.
She felt him back away from her. She stopped and wrapped her arms around him.
He held her, keeping her steady as the sobs racked her body. And he continued to hold her until she stopped crying.
Afterwards, they stopped and got a coke before they went home.
Sitting across from her at the table, he held her hand and just watched her.
"What now?"
"Now, we go home and you get some rest. This is a lot to take in and you took it hard.
Then when you feel better, you need to give a statement to the police. Then we try and find you mom."
"That's a lot. I'm not sure I'm ready to do all that."
"That's why we wait until you're ready."
They talked about something else to get her mind off of her mother, but he knew it wasn't working. She was trying, but it just wasn't going to be that easy to forget.
"Come on, let's get home."
He stood up, went around the table, pulled her up from her chair, led her out the door, then picked her up and headed for home.
So, where is Sam's mom?
To tell you the truth, I don't even know.
You see I lost the notebook I had this written in and now I'm just going with this!