Flakes of black nail vanish fluttered to the white floor, while Pan bit her nails. Her eyes rested on the doors where Trunks had been rushed in not too long ago. Her mascara had run from the tears she had shed for him and her eyes were blood shot from crying. In all; she was a mess.
"WHERE IS HE?!" A man, with black flamed hair held a doctor by the collar with a light in one hand. If Pan didn't know any better, she'd say it was a Ki blast...Of course; only she and her family could do, so she dismissed that thought.
She watched, as 2 other people rushed in. A mother and daughter, she presumed from their familiarity in looks, only one had wrinkles. Both with bright aqua hair and both matched the worried look on their faces.
"Vegeta! Put him down" The elder of the aqua pair shrieked, holding onto the man's arm with a trembling hand. He growled at the doctor, throwing him down to the floor.
"Where is my son?" She asked the doctor, while he picked himself from the floor.
"Who is your son?" The doctor asked, picking up his clipboard from the floor
"Trunks Briefs" She replied, shakily. Pan's attention on the family suddenly grew...This was Trunk's family. She bit down on her nails harder.
"He's under going tests right now Mrs. Briefs, so if I could just ask to wait for a moment-"
He gestured to the chairs where Pan sat. She nodded at him, dragging her husband to a set of chairs opposite Pan. The aqua girl followed, with her head bowed down and her hair curtaining her face.
Pan watched them opposite, as they sat down. The flamed man glanced at her for a second and she swore she saw something flash in his eye. But as quickly at it came, it was gone and he turned to lean against a nearby wall.
"Mrs. Briefs?" Her voice came out as a quiet squeak and she vaguely wondered if the woman could hear her. "I'm Pan. Trunks' Friend. I was there when he collapsed...-" Before she could continue, the woman had pulled her into a hug. Awkwardly, Pan returned it, patting her slightly on her back
"Thank you" She whispered, a few tears falling on Pan's t-shirt "For saving my son" She pulled away from Pan, embarrassed by her tears as she sniveled. "I'm sorry. It's all a bit much for me"
"That's alright Mrs. Briefs" Pan answered with a small smile. "I'm sorry about Trunks"
"Don't worry about that dear. That's my job" She tried to laugh in spite of herself, but it came out as a sob "You should be getting home. Your family will be wondering where you got to"
"I haven't got a family" Pan said, rather harshly.
"Oh, well..." Mrs. Briefs stumbled over herself "Still, you look tired. Maybe you should"
Pan shook her head "If it's alright with you, I'd like to stay. Just to make sure he's ok and all" She got a nod in reply "Thank you Mrs. Briefs"
"Please call me Bulma" The older woman replied, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Pan smiled "You said something about saving Trunks..."
"Huh?" Bulma looked up from lap "Oh, yes. The doctors said if he hadn't come in the time he did, he'd..." She hesitated for a bit, and the girl winced "well, lets just be grateful he's still alive" Bulma smiled, a small smile, but a smile all the same. Pan nodded and looked at the drinks machine in the corner
"Can I get you a drink?" She asked, digging into her pockets for some change
"Coffee. Please" Bulma asked, pleasantly and Pan walked off
"You shouldn't worry girl" The flamed man, who Bulma called Vegeta, whispered, as Pan passed "He is sayain after all"
Pan stopped walking and looked him "Sayain? Yow mean..."
"We are all Sayains. Except for the woman" He smirked, taking in Pan's look of astonishment "Thought your family were the only ones, girl?"
"But my family said we were the only ones..." Pan replied, drifting off in confusion
"Well your family's a bunch of ass holes. No offense"
"None taken" She smirked, taking a new liking to the man. Vegeta closed his eyes again, leaning further back onto the wall.
Figuring the conversation was over; she walked away, over to the drinks machine.
"Briefs?" The doctor's voice called out, over the noise of the room, just as Pan was entering a coin. The small group of 3 all looked over at the call of their family name "You may see your son now"