Chapter Eight: Vegeta Decides and Ciara Plays Cupid Once Again

A/N: I wish I did, but I don't. I wish everyday, but it never comes true. DBZ is not mine. Make me feel better by reveiwing my story please.

Ciara stopped singing. She was safe, for now. The man had now entered the glass room and bent over her. His piercing gray eyes stabbed into her's.

"You think that's funny bitch!" He screamed at her.

Ciara managed a smile, "Yeah, I do." Before she or he could say a word, she pressed her two fingers to her forehead and disappeared. The atmosphere dissolved around her and her body hit the highway. Cars passed by without knowing that there was a body at the side of the road. The rain soaked her clothes and covered her in mud.

Vegeta was flying above the city as one of the members of the search party. Over the highway he spotted a strange form in the ditch. He could hardly sense any ki, but it did supply some. He flew over to the load and turned it over. There was Ciara soaked right under him. He grabbed the radio that was assigned to him and clicked it on.

"I found the purple haired brat. She seems fine, but she's passed out." He clicked it off, not caring what the others wanted to say. He looked down to study her. Strangely her ki kept rising and falling, like it was going in circles. Then he spotted a metal anklet that seemed too ghotti for someone to wear. He flipped it over and engraved in the shiny metal was C.C. Vegeta studied it. Why would Bulma want to give a ki compressor to her? Vegeta thought about what he just thought. Why does she need a ki compressor?

To answer his question, he unbuckled the anklet and slipped it off. Immediately, her ki shot up. Not enough for a power up, but way more than a humans. It felt like a Saiyan's. But she couldn't be a Saiyan. Vegeta grabbed her and pulled her to his chest. When he did her head fell back and her hair fell over his arm. Vegeta felt his heart rate go up as he studied her. With her hair like that, she looked exactly like a sleeping Trunks. A little too much like Trunks.

Vegeta furrowed his brow. Ciara slowly opened her eyes and smiled. Her eyesight was fuzzy and the night didn't help, but she knew who it was in front of her.

"Grandpa…"She whispered before falling back into unconsciousness.

Vegeta's eyes grew big. Why did she say that? Did he remind her of someone? Then he continued to gaze at all her features. Was he someone? Vegeta shot off into the sky as he pressed Ciara's body close to his chest. He flew over to Capsule Corp. and flew into the gravity room and locked the door. Even though he didn't look it, he was very smart when it came to some things. He had to know how to navigate and work heavy machinery for him to be able to travel through space.

He clicked on the computer and turned it on to 'genetic profiling.' He took Ciara's limp hand and ran it under the scanner and then laid her down on the floor next to him. The computer had a scanning bar on it before it read 'no results.' He typed in to find seven matching chromosomes. Again the scanner had the search bar, but instead of 'no results' it said 'six possible matches.' Vegeta ran his tongue over his teeth and then typed in thirteen matching chromosomes. After a few seconds the results came as 'two possible matches.' Vegeta clicked on the link. The two matches were that of Trunks Vegeta Briefs and Pan Chi-chi Son.

Vegeta stared at the screen, blank of all emotions. This girl next to him was his granddaughter. But what was she doing here? He bent to pick her up, but stopped.

"Mom….I'm sorry…..I tried…."Ciara whispered in her sleep. A tear steamed down her cheek and onto the floor, "I couldn't….save you….."

Vegeta stared at her. Was there something wrong with Pan? Is that why she was here? To save her? Vegeta picked her up and carried her to one of Bulma's medic beds where he laid her down and pulled the blankets over her. As soon as she woke up, he was going to give her the third degree.

Trunks sat on the couch next to Videl. Pan was so exhausted that she fell asleep as Trunks carried her home. Gohan had barely left her side and was still there now. Once in awhile he would come down and tell them she was fine, but they were still concerned. He got word that Ciara was over at C.C. and was also asleep. Piccolo was in the corner with his arms crossed and eyes closed. He had fallen asleep, but every time when Gohan came down he would wake up just to see how Pan was.

Nobody said anything in that room. Videl kept getting up for reasons, but then forgot what they were. Trunks just stayed on the couch, looking from the floor to the window. Then the front door opened and in came Bulma and Bra. Videl got up quickly and they both hugged each other.

"How's Pan? Is she okay?" Bulma asked as she pulled apart.

Videl nodded, but her eyes looked like they were watery, "She's okay, just tired. She's sleeping now."

Bra walked over to her brother and put a hand on his shoulder, "You okay?"

Trunks looked up at her, lost in thought at first. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Pan's a fighter, nothing bad happened to her." He went back to looking at the floor. Bra wanted to point out to him that being six feet deep in a box that was only a foot tall was not "nothing bad," but she decided not to. She knew he was concerned; he always was if something ever happened to any of them.

The door opened again and this time it was Vegeta. Nobody did anything when they saw him because frankly they were surprised he showed up at all. Then he looked at Trunks.

"You boy," he said lifting his finger at him, "You. Me. Outside. Now." He walked out the door. Trunks blinked. His father came here to scowl at him? For what? It had to be important since they had to go outside. Now he was afraid of what it could be. But he got up and walked outside.

Vegeta looked at his son and flew off. Trunks flew off after him. Now Trunks needed to know what it was if it was so important that they had to be out of ear shot. Vegeta would've hoped that the others would listen in as he pushed Trunks around, he had done it several times. He would've scowled at him in front of everyone if he had the chance and he did, but he didn't take it.

They landed in a plain area where Trunks and Goten would train with Gohan. Vegeta had his back turn and Trunks was going to say something, but Vegeta beat him to it.

"Have you bonded yet?" He asked gruffly as he crossed his arms.

"Who? Me? Huh?" Trunks was blushing. Damn, he knows about us! There's nothing you can keep from him! "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Have you and the Son brat mated and bonded!" Vegeta asked impatiently.

Trunks was redder than crimson,"Huh? Oh….uh….well….no, we, uh, haven't yet…..I mean….uh?"

Vegeta turned back around with his back to Trunks. Trunks knew that his father was against him dating Pan because of the rivalry Vegeta had with Goku, and Pan was Goku's granddaughter. But Trunks would fight for her. He loved her, even if he's father was against it all.

"Well, at least it's her." Said Vegeta. Trunks wasn't sure if he said it to himself or if he also said it for Trunks to hear, but that didn't matter. It was what he said. Did that mean he approved? Trunks just stood there blank. Vegeta turned his head to him," She's a quarter Saiyan so your kids will be two thirds." Trunks slumped his shoulders. Of course, he approved for the Saiyan race. "Have you noticed anything familiar about the new girl?"

Trunks blinked at his father's back. Why had this changed into Ciara? "Uh….no not really. She is strange though…."

"Like she being a Saiyan?"

Trunks would've been surprised, but there was nothing you can hide from Vegeta. "Yeah, like that."

Vegeta smirked like he knew something that he didn't. But also like Vegeta, if he knew something he wouldn't tell. He was amused by their constant curiosity of what the secret was, and it was always big. Then Vegeta teleported off and left Trunks scratching his head. There was something that his father tried to point out to him, but he was lost. Goten was the one who was good at puzzles out of the bunch, not he. And wouldn't Vegeta questioned him more about Ciara? They had encountered too many enemies not to question newbies and being Vegeta, he would practically make them take a lie detector. He did it with Bra's boyfriends. They would wet their pants or run off.

But Vegeta only pointed out her Saiyan blood. It was strange.

…..your kids will be two thirds…..

"…………"

…..your kids will be two thirds…..

Trunks still didn't understand, so he flew off towards Gohan's house.

Ciara woke up feeling very warm and on a soft mattress. She lifted her eyelids and saw that she was in a room all herself that reminded her of a hospital room. Why was she here? She should be out there looking for the bastard that took her. For the bastard that poisoned her mother. For the bastard who….told…her….

She slapped her palm to her forehead. She wanted to shoot herself. The antidote for the disease had been there the entire time. She had traveled across time and it had been there at the shops, in the garden, and on almost every window sill in the world. And she had her mother's blood! In fact, Pan in this time was her mother's blood!

But Ciara flopped back down on her pillows. There was only one thing missing. Her time machine. That man had taken her communicator and her capsules which meant that she was stuck here. She wanted to cry. Every time she came so close it all had to crash down on her. Why in the name of Dende was this happening? It was all for a good cause. If anything happened to her mother, they couldn't help. The Dragon balls were gone because of her great grandfather Kakkarott. If they were still here, they could just wish her back to health, but Kakkarott had to take them away along with himself. Ciara now felt heated anger and hate towards the man she never met. It was all his fault. All this would have never happened if he hadn't gone.

Ciara couldn't take the anger and she threw the table next to her bed and it broke against the wall. She got up and started to destroy the room by throwing and smashing all it's objects. If he hadn't gone, her great grandmother would still be alive! Hot tears streamed down her cheeks. If he had stayed then her grandparents would still be here with her! She smashed the glass vase on the floor. Piccolo would have never to need to check on how the new Namek was doing! Krillin and Eighteen would have never moved away! Goten would have married Bra by now and have a family!

"It's your fault!" Ciara screamed as she upturned the bed," It's all your fault! You caused this! IT WAS YOU! YOU! YOU! YOU!" She began to tear up the bed and pillows sending fluff and threads everywhere," YOU KILLED THEM! YOU KILLED THEM ALL! YOU BASTARD! YOU SELFISH, INCONSIDERATE TEME! LOOK WHAT YOU CAUSED! They told me it was all for good!" Ciara dropped to her knees and her head fell to her hands," What good….I see no good….my family is broken….AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" She punched the wall and caused a large hole in it's place. Her head fell on the wall and she bawled. Tears streamed down to her nose and dripped to the floor.

"Let me know when your done destroying our things so we can talk"
Ciara turned her head to face Vegeta's scowling one. His arms were crossed as usual and he leaned in the doorway. Ciara turned her head back to where it was against the wall and her hair hid her face.

"I don't want to talk." Her voice was hoarse from her crying and screams.

"You're going to talk no matter what." Vegeta walked in the room with the glass breaking underneath his boots. "Tell me, why are you here."

Ciara sighed through her nose. She didn't want to go through her fake story, so she didn't say anything. Vegeta walked up next to her.

"Why don't start off with how you came here from the future? My guess is by time machine." Ciara looked up to him with wide eyes. How could he know? She had done her best to keep to a secret. She could only stare at him with her mouth slack. If he knew, did the others? This was not good.

Since he saw that she wasn't going to answer he continued to talk," I heard you muttering in your sleep. You said something about your mother, Pan I presume. What happened to her?"

Ciara swallowed. She definitely knew that Vegeta was going to hear the whole story no matter what. She always told him everything. He was one of the few that she trusted. "When I was twelve she was diagnosed with a disease that had spread over time by a virus, well actually a poison. The only known cure was destroyed before they could give it to her." She sniffed and wiped her nose, "But that man who kidnapped us told me it was all him. I don't know how or why. He, he told me the antidote was rose dew mixed with blood and some plant from Dorian. Prejoles or something." Ciara smiled a false one from lack of security and hope," But it's all for nothing. I can't go back. I'm trapped. He took my capsules and the time machine so it doesn't matter. I had a broken family and now I don't have one at all."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms,"And you call yourself a Saiyan." Ciara stared at him with tear stained eyes with disbelief. "A true Saiyan never quits nor do they let anything get in their way whether it's a who or a what or a when."

Ciara shook her head,"But it's too late. We don't have the antidote and even if we did I can't give it to her."

"Look, I can get you the plant from Dorian. You have to be talking about projicies. And as for the time machine, don't you think we already had one before you left?" Ciara's heart pounded against her sternum, threatening to break it. Did he mean….? Then that means….She was speechless to say anything. "Yes we have one. So if you can pull yourself together and act like you have some pride left in you, I'll return with the antidote and you will go back to where you belong."

Ciara started shaking. She had a chance. Her future had a chance! She whipped around to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and bawled. Vegeta, surprised by her choice of actions, just stood there. Finally she climbed to her feet and nodded.

"You're right." She smiled, hope creeping back inside. She bottled it up so it wouldn't get away. "Thank you. Thank you Grandpa." She gave him a kiss on the forehead and ran out the door.

Vegeta looked back at the door. "Humph, brat." But he couldn't help being warm when he heard "grandpa."

Trunks, Goten, Pan, Bra, and Ciara were all at Trunks' office which strangely wasn't that crowded since they were in his "break room" which was like a small apartment.

"Weird how Dad just decided to go train so quickly and in space," said Bra on the floor. Pan, Trunks and Goten were on the couch watching television. Ciara was in the chair.

"You know how he is, he probably thought we had another enemy so he should get stronger," said Goten, "You know how it goes. The curse of the Z team. Whenever something good happens-"

"Something bad comes along." Pan finished for him," I just wish that sometimes we could have good days without looking over our shoulder." She ran her fingers through her hair.

Ciara rested her cheek in her palm. Vegeta had left that morning for space and told them all it was urgent training which for someone like him was frequent and Bulma had already had a ship ready for him. Back in her time, Vegeta had taken her with him to train when she was young since they would be alone with no distractions and it was like a mini vacation for them and her parents. She hadn't trained in quite awhile. She should start before she gets too slow.

"Earth to Ci-ci." Bra was waving a hand in front of her face. Ciara snapped back to reality.

"Wha' oh sorry. What were we talking about?" She smiled at Bra.

"Pick a movie, any movie so that we can pass the time," said Goten. Ciara got up and searched through cassettes. Finally choosing a comedy she put it in the VCR and pressed play. They finished of the day with some good laughter and jokes that they all needed. Ciara kept stealing glances at her future parents, both happy as can be. It made Ciara feel happy.

Please get it, Vegeta.

Trunks and Pan were in the gravity room training, and Goten had promised Bra he would take her to see a movie if she made him a sandwich so they were gone, which left Ciara with Marron. They were at the café having a latte and Marron wanted to tell her all about the trip she and her parents went on.

"At first it sucked 'cause we couldn't find our luggage for a few hours, but they managed to get it for us. Then when we went on the cruise, someone else had our room, but it was okay 'cause they bunked us up to a royal!" Marron said. Ciara was just zoning in and out of the conversation. "And I met this really cute boy named Devin from Europe and he is so hot! I have his number and we talk and chat on-line all the time! He's soooo dreamy!"

Ciara stirred her latte," I thought you liked Uub."

"Ew, gross! Why would I like him?" Marron said as she took a sip out of hers.

Ciara blinked. Back in her time Marron and Uub were married and in Europe. They had even gotten married before her parents. "Well, if you don't like Uub, then who do you like?" Ciara feared the worst. She was waiting for her to say Trunks. That would explain why Pan and Marron weren't the best of friends like Trunks and Goten were.

"Um, don't make fun of me, but I've always had a crush on Goten," said Marron blushing under the eyes.

Ciara's mouth fell open, "Goten?" It was all a big surprise. In her time, Bra and Marron were B.F.F's and Pan always got aggravated at the gitty attitude of Marron. How was Marron going to react when she hears that Bra's dating him? Will she go after Trunks? Ciara laughed in her head. Not if Pan could have a say in it.

"Shh, don't tell." whispered Marron pressing a finger to her lips. Her face was as red as the cherry she just ate. "I've had a crush on Goten ever since the fifth grade. He was home schooled so I couldn't wait for school to end just to go say 'hi'. I almost asked Chi-Chi if she could also teach me, but I got too chicken."

Ciara could just stare at her. This wasn't what the future was! Ciara had an idea. Once again, she had to play cupid.

"You want to go see a movie?" Ciara asked standing up.

"I hope they have something good," She said as they walked down the street.