Disclaimer: Again I don't own any of the DBZ characters, as much I want to, I don't

Chapter 9

Sam woke up in her bed.

'How did I........I don't remember getting up.'

Trunks walked to her doorway, "I woke up and carried you in here."

"Oh, okay. I can live with that," she said as Trunks walked over to the bed and laid down next to her.

"How you feeling?"

"Okay I guess."

He squeezed her and held her.

"I love you, you know that right?"

"Yeah, I know you do," she sighed, "I love you too."

They laid there for a minute, at least until Sam's cell went off.

She jumped when she heard it go off. Taking it out of her pocket, she answered it.

"Hello?

Aunt Carol, why are you............no.

Are they sure it was her?

She can't be.........

"What is it?," Trunks asked in a whisper, Sam held her hand up in reply.

"No, you don't need to come down. I can try to handel it.

No really................bye."

She hung up the phone and dropped it onto the nightstand.

"Hey," he tilted her chin so she was looking at him, "What is it?"

"The police found............they found my..................," she tried to speak ,but the words just wouldn't come out.

'They found mom, at least they think it's her. The woman fits the description I gave but, well the woman they found was beaten,

shot, and her throat was slit.'

"Sam I'm sorry."

"And they need someone to go identify the body."

"Hey, hey, come on. You want me to go down. I met her several times, and I saw her when she picked you up from school."

"Would you really?"

"Only if you want me to."

She hugged him, and rested her head on his chest.

"How you healing?"

"Slow going at first, but it's speeding up. I'm still kind of sore though."

"I really wish you would be more careful."

"Hey, I can handel it."

"I know, but if you pull another stunt like that again, I don't know if I can handel it. I mean, what if he shot you in the heart, or a lung, huh?"

"But he didn't. And I'm okay now. Okay?"

She just nodded.

"Good. Now, let me see what time it is," he looked over her shoulder, at the clock, "8:45. Okay, then we can go there, stay for a little bit,

then be home before oh 12."

"What? go where?"

"You'll see."

He pulled her off of the bed, and to the closet. "Put this on." he handed her a red mid-drift that laced halfway up both sides.

"Why?"

"Just do it. For me."

She pulled her other shirt over her head and slipped into the one he had handed her.

Then she slipped into a mini skirt, before he could turn around. When he did look and see her, he smiled.

"Read my mind, didn't you?"

"No, now do you want to explain where we are going?"

"Not yet. I need to make a phone call," he said leaving the room.

When he came back she was in the bathroom. Marron followed behind him.

"Can you work with it?"

"Are you kidding?"

Marron pulled in a stool and Sam sat down while Marron fixed her hair and makeup.

After Marron was done Sam looked at her self. "Wow."

"You like it?"

"I love it."

"Good then you can help me with my outfit."

Marron went back into Sam's room and picked up a bag. In it was a dress that fell a tad below her mid thigh that she was to wear.

When Marron had changed, they stood next to eachother in the mirror.

"Has Goten seen you in that?"

"No, Trunks?"

"He was the one to pick out the shirt?"

"Right, well, let's go."

The guys were out waiting in the living room.

When the girls came in, they were watching t.v.

Sam snuck up behind Trunks while Marron came up behind Goten.

Sam covered Trunks' eyes and kissed his cheek. Marron wrapper her arm around Goten and kissed him.

They got off the couch to get a full look at the girls.

"Sam, you look,............wow."

"I know. Now do you want to tell me what is going on?"

Goten had his arms wrapped around Marron's waist, her body close, his mouth covering hers.

Trunks pulled Sam close after spinning her, and whispered, "There is a party, you're going, and I'm going to take your mind off of this

mess even if it is, just for tonight."

She giggled, feeling his breath against her. "Alright okay, I'll go. As long as you don't let go of my hand."

"Deal," his fingers played just over her waist band.

She squirmed against him, her hand reaching to stop his.

Soon afterward, they left for the party.

At the party:

After being there for a while, Goten and Sam got tired, so they sat at the table while Trunks and Marron were out on the floor.

"So, you and Trunks."

"Yeah, and it's weird."
"What is?"

"Well, the first day I met him, I thought he was a complete jerk.I thought I was going to be miserabel the whole summer,

but then, even after school started, I stayed, then he turned 18 and I was 17, and I would catch him watching me. You know?"

"He was actually paying attention to you before you started working with Bulma. During school I mean."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. During English. He always ended up asking me to repeat what the teacher had said."

"Huh. Interesting........................he really did that?"

"Yeah, almost all the time."

"Hmmm."

"Hey, are you getting hungry?"

"Yeah, sort of. Why?"

"I'm starved, let's go see what they got at that table."

They both got up and went over to a table that was pretty much piled with food.

Goten grabbed a plate and picked up a little of everything at first anyway. Alittle turned to alot.

Sam just laughed. 'Typical. Almost just like Trunks.'

He came back to where she was standing, "You getting anything?"

"I'll just get something small, and maybe come back for more."

She grabbed a cup of punch and a small bowl of popcorn.

Back at the table, they sat and talked about random stuff.

Then Sam asked, "Goten, I was wondering, how is Trunks with little kids?"

"He's pretty good. He can really put them to sleep though. I've seen him do it."

"But just playing with them and being around them for long periods of time."

"He's good. Wh ydo you ask?"

"No reason."she answered quickly.

'It's just that I've missed two days of my period and I honestly don't think I'm gonna start is all.'

She sat there across from Goten, leaning on the edge of the table. She sighed, "Goten, I don't know how you do it?"

"Do what?", he mumbled, his mouth full.

Sam laughed. Goten sat there looking very confused.

"Forget it. You look tooo busy to even concentrate on anything else."

He shrugged, swallowed, and took another bite.

Trunks came back to the table for a minute, followed by Marron.

She grabbed her purse, made a quick trip to the bathroom and when she came back her and Goten went out thyis time, while Trunks

took a break.

"That girl has got way too much energy for me."

"Out of breath are you?"

He just nodded and took a couple of deep breaths.

He was sitting next to her.

Her hand drifted down to his waist, slipped underneath his shirt and ran across his waist lightly.

His eyes went wide, his breath caught in his throat. He cleared his throat, reached down and stopped her. She leaned over and whispered

in his ear, "Get your breath back before we get back to the house. Cuz after I egt done with ya, you wont be able to breath."

He took in a shuddered breath, closed his eyes, his hand went to his chest, trying to slow his heartbeat down.

She giggled, bringing her hand back to the top of the table.

Goten and Marron came back to the table and sat for a minute.

Trunks pulled Sam out onto the floor next. He spun her around and wrapped his arm around her and held her against his body just

as a slow song started.

"Talk about timing."

"Really. Sam we need to talk."

"About?," she rested her head on his shoulder as they rocked side to side to the music.

"You. The past couple of days you've acted kinda odd."

"Odd?"

"Like you're distancing yourself from everything."

"Well concidering what has been going on."

"Not about that."

"About what then?"

She leaned back to look at him, afraid to think anything, because he might pick it up.

"Don't worry about it okay. Really, everything is fine. And tonight, as long as your parents go to bed early, you are going to be in big trouble."

"You do know that I'm taking a shower before I go to bed."

"I figured as much."

Another song started, Sam backed up, and he could tell by the look she had, that she had something in mind.

"Oh no, not again."

"Oh, come on, you afraid."

"Yeah, I'm afraid I might do something that could get us both in trouble."

"You've already done that."

He gave her a look, but she just smiled, went around behind him, then back in front, brushing her hand across the same place

she had before, at the table.

They stayed out on the floor for two more songs, then they sat back down at the table.

Sam got up to get a refill on her drink. She was waiting by the table, looking around. Someone came up and tapped her on the shoulder.

She looked over, finding a guy she hadn't seen before.

"Hey babe."

"Don't call me babe."

"Okay, alright. No problem. What do you want me to call ya?"

"I want you to go away."

"I'm afraid I can't leave a beautiful girl like you alone."

"I'm not alone. So you can leave with a clear concious."

He laughed to himself, then tried to touch her hand but she moved it.

"You afraid of me sugar?"

"I've seen cats scarier then you. So no, and you really can leave now. It wont hurt my feeling any."

"I don't want to."

She rolled her eyes. Guys like this annoyed her. They thought they were God's gift to women when they are just jerks with an over developed ego.

"If you don't leave I will."
"You ain't going nowhere."

she looked at him, disbeleivingly.

"You going to stop me big shot?"

"Yeah, I will."

She turned to leave but he grabbed her arm.

"You want that hand broken?"

He pulled her back, and said, "You couldn't do that even if ya wanted to."

Back at the table, Trunks was talking with Goten when out of the corner of his eye he saw what was going on at the drinks table.

"I'll be back."

Goten, confused looked over where Sam was, saw what was happening, and he got up as well.

"Where are you going?"

"He's gonna make a scene I know it."

At the drinks table:

"I would suggest that you let me go."

"And why is that baby doll?"

"Do you ever want to have kids?"

"No."

"How about ever having any feeling down there at all?"

"Why?"

With out a word, Sam kicked back and got the guy right where it counted.

"Bullseye."

Trunks walked over to the guy who was bent over double, grabbed the front of his shirt, picked him up, and said in a low voice, "Touch her again. I dare you. And if you do, I'll make that pain, permenent."

The guy's eyes went wide, he atempted to stand up, and tried to walk away with some of his pride. At least what was left anyway.

Trunks went to Sam's side, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. I don't think he is though."

"Really are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thanks for coming to my rescue though," she kissed him on the cheek.

"It wasn't a rescue, it was more of an intervention."

"Well either way, it was sweet."

"Right."

They went back to the table and sat down. Trunks saw the guy come around the corner. He watched the guy the whole way until

he past them and sat down at a table in the far corner.

After a while Sam got up to go to the bathroom, Marron went with her.

In the bathroom:

Marron leaned over the counter, reapplying her lipgloss.

"Oh, no."

"What's wrong?"

Sam came out of one of the stalls. "If I tell you, you have to swear to me you wont tell anybody. Not even Goten."

Marron was confused. "Okay?"

"I skipped my period."

"What?"

"I skipped my period, I was suppoused to start the day before."

"Oh, that can't be good. Does Trunks know?"

"No. I haven't told him or anybody."

"You have to tell him."

"I know, but how do I tell him?"

"Well, you can do it real subtel. Or just tell him flat out."

"Which way is easier?"

"Flat out. I've seen it before, flat out. It's quick, and you get it out."

"Flat out. Okay, I can do that. Should i wait and take a pregnancy test so I know for sure?"

"You could. That way you know for sure."

"Okay, I can get one tomorrow when I ...............I don't know."

Marron reached out and hugged Sam.

"It will be okay. You can get through this. And I will help."

"Really? You'll help me?"

"Of course I will. You're with Trunks, who is Goten's best friend, who is my boyfriend. So that makes you and me

like this," she crossed her fingers.

Sam hugged her again. "Thank you. So much, really."

They left the bathroom.

When they got back to the table, the D.J. annouced that they were doing another slow song and that all couples were to get on the floor.

Sam pulled Trunks out of his chair. Goten got up and pulled Marron to the floor.

Goten held Marron and rocked her back and forth. Trunks held Sam close, taking in the scent of her shampoo.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest. Trying to decide if she should tell him or not.

Looking up into his eyes, she decided on not to tell him just yet. She would take a test first and if it was positive she'd tell him then.

After the song was over they decided that it was getting late and that they should leave.

At the door, Sam gave Marron a hug, "Thank you."she whispered.

Marron patted her on the back. "No problem."

After Marron, she gave Goten a hug.

"Hey, you be careful with him okay."

"I'll try," she laughed, "but I can't guarentee anything."

Goten squeezed her a little.

"Alright, lay off the girl."

"Are you kidding, I got my own."

Sam let go of Goten, and said, "Well, guys, it was fun, but I'm worn out."

'Better not be too worn out.'

'Hush.'

"Yeah, we'll see you two later."

"Bye."

"Hey, call me. Okay?"

"Tomorrow, right."

"Bye."

The two couples parted ways.

Sam trying ti think of all the things she was planning on doing to Trunks when they got back, and Trunks trying to figure out what she could possibly do.

Marron worried about Sam, and Goten thinking he might've ate a tad too much.

What's going to happen now?

To tell you the truth, I really don't even know.

Well I'll try to get the next chapter up. I'm trying really I am.

Let me know what you think.

I'm open to criticize or ideas.