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A/N: Yay! I have seven reviews and you guys haven't forgotten me! I'm really sorry about not updating this story. It's been a while huh? Well, I've gotten super busy so I haven't been able to work on any of my stories! I don't see my boy friend often and the only time I get to see him is when it's my turn on the computer and I spend most of my time with him. If I don't talk to him while he's online it's like stabbing me with a knife. I can't stand to be away from him! Friday nights he's not online until really late so I'll try to update my stories then.

bulma-caz: As I said I've been really busy and I got a serious writer's block on this and I didn't have much inspiration, but I'm not going to leave you guys hanging anymore! I'm glad you are back to read this story. I hope that you will check out my newest story Enter the Game.

I hope you all will check out my other stories and my newest, Enter the Game. ^.^

Now after the long wait! Here is part three!

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Chapter Three

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"Are you okay?" Pan asked him over her shoulder.

"I'm okay. I was hit with an arrow," he answered, resting his forehead against her back. "Get off the trail. Head into the trees to the right, but keep the path in sight. I'll tell you if I can hear them anymore and when it is safe to go back to the path." She did what he said. Thirty minutes later he spoke once more, his voice weak and filled will pain.

"They have left us...." His grip loosened a great deal as he slumped against her and began to slide off to the right.

"Woah, Tara!" Pan told the mare. Tara slowed as Pan grabbed Trunks before he fell. She saw the arrow in his shoulder, the cloak stained with his blood. His hood fell down, his eyes clenched shut and sweat ran down his face. In places where his lavender hair fell out of the pony tail, strands stuck to his face.

"Just hold on a few more moments. We will be there soon, I promise," she said, pulling his hood back up. She put him up in the front of the saddle and got back up into it. She cradled him to her chest, careful not to make his injury worse. His head was resting against her shoulder. She took the reigns in one hand and held him with the other. She set Tara off again towards to cottage. A few minutes later her home came into view. Goten was outside waiting for her. Gohan and Videl rushed out of the front door, hearing the hoof beats on the path. Tara slowed to a stop in front of Goten.

"Pan!" her mother and father cried.

"Please, can we talk later? The prince is hurt and it doesn't look too good," Pan replied. As if on cue Trunks groaned. Gohan eyed the prince and the way Pan was holding him in the saddle. It made him uncomfortable. He hadn't seen her in months and here she was back again holding a young man, prince or not, in her lap.

"I'll take him inside to Mum. She should be able to help him," Goten said as Pan handed Trunks down to him from the saddle. He caught sight of the arrow and blood which made his movements all the more quicker. Goten took him and called over his shoulder. "You came back pretty quick. Mum just finished with dinner." Then he disappeared into the house. Gohan helped his daughter down from Tara's back.

"Trunks!" Princess Bra's joyful cry turned to anguish could be heard outside. Pan hugged her parents.

"I'm sorry I was gone so long," she said.

"You shouldn't have been near there in the first place, Pan," her father said sternly.

"I didn't know the doors would be magically sealed from the outside. Even so, if I hadn't been, Trunks really have been killed, if he isn't dying already. I've returned home not even a few minutes and you are already starting in on me!" Pan said, aggravated.

"Gohan, she's back. That's all that matters and she brought back our prince. He can fight for the kingdom and for King Vegeta," Videl said before Gohan could counter Pan's remark. He sighed, looking at his daughter.

"I was just so worried about you, Pan. I love you, you should know that. I'm just happy you are back," he said. Pan nodded her head.

"I'll take care of Tara, you go on ahead inside and get something to eat," Videl said.

"Thanks, Mum. I will get something to eat, but first I want to see if there is anything I can do to help Grandma Chi Chi," Pan said. Gohan nodded as Pan took off into the house. She walked back into the room her grandmother used for the sick and the injured. Pan shivered as she stepped into the room. It brought back terrible memories. She feared the worse for Trunks. Whomever was put in this room in the past, never came out of it. She could remember vividly that her grandfather had died in this room. She just hoped that it would not claim another victim. Chi Chi was at Trunks' bedside, examining the wound. Trunks was laid on his stomach, his face turned towards the open doorway, eyes closed. The bright blue haired princess was holding her brother's hand, wiping sweat from his face with a cool, damp cloth.

"Oh, Trunks, don't leave me again. To have you back just to lose you again so soon. I could not bare it!" she cried, weeping silently. Chi Chi cleaned the wound and put a thick, green paste over it before bandaging the wound. Pan looked much like her grandmother, the same black hair and dark colored eyes. Chi Chi was an older version of Pan, only with a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth. She looked younger than she actually was and the beauty that she once was had diminished a little over the years. Her hair was pulled back into a bun and she was wearing a worn dark blue dress that fell down to her ankles with no sleeves, a white, long sleeved dress underneath it. She patted Bra's shoulder.

"All we can do now is wait," she said softly. Bra nodded, her blue hair bouncing around her shoulders. She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. Chi Chi pulled a blanket up to his lower back and walked up to Pan who stood in the doorway.

"Still afraid to come passed the door, I see," she commented as she stopped in front of her granddaughter. Pan sighed softly.

"A little, but I will over come my fears tonight. Anyway, will he be okay, Grandma?" she asked, changing the subject. Chi Chi shook her head.

"I don't know for sure. Luckily it only pierced muscle, but he lost a lot of blood. I would hate to think about it being any lower than it was, Pan. It just missed the important things. The worst news is that the arrow tip had been dipped in poison. I'm not sure he will make it through the night," she answered.

"I'll stay with him tonight," Pan said, looking back into the room.

"If he runs a fever get a bowl of cool water and dip a cloth in it to press to his forehead," Chi Chi said. Pan nodded as Chi Chi headed back to the kitchen. Pan walked hesitantly into the room and over to Bra.

"You must be Princess Bra," she said softly. Bra looked up at her and nodded.

"Please, call me Bra. Were you the one who brought him back?" she asked. Pan nodded. "Thank you."

"I'll stay with him tonight, Bra, if that is alright with you. I'm used to it anyways. I watched over him many times in the tower," Pan said. Bra nodded to her.

"I want to wish him goodnight," she said. Pan stepped over to Goten as Bra knelt by the bed.

"Grandma doesn't think he will make it through the night," Pan said softly.

"You are going to take care of him?" Goten asked.

"Yes," Pan answered.

"I'll take care of Bra then," He watched Bra. She kissed her brother's forehead and walked to Goten. He put an arm around her and kissed her cheek. Pan, who was looking at Trunks, did not notice. They turned to go when Bra looked at Pan over her right shoulder.

"Please take care of him for me, Pan," she pleaded. Pan turned to look at Bra.

"I will, Bra," she said. They left the room and Pan sat down on the floor next to Trunks' bed. She looked at him. His hair had fallen free of the ribbon and was in his face. She lifted her hand to put his hair behind his ear. A moment later her father came into the room.

"Here is something to eat, Panny," he said. He came to sit beside her, handing her the plate of food. He was a bit angry that she was left alone with the prince, even if he was sick. Pan was his little girl, he didn't want anyone taking her away from him.

"Thanks, Dad," she said.

"Your welcome, Pan," he said. She turned to him, talking between mouthfuls of food.

"Whatever happened to the king and queen?" she asked.

"King Vegeta fought for his kingdom, but he was killed, so we were told. The man on the throne now forced Queen Bulma to marry him. Hopefully Trunks will take back what is rightfully his," her father explained. Pan nodded and looked back at Trunks.

"I hope so," she said.

"Well, I'll let you eat," Gohan said, seeing Videl standing in the doorway with her arms folded.

"Okay, Dad," Pan said. Gohan got up and reluctantly left the room.

"Goodnight, Pan," Videl said.

"Goodnight, Mum," she replied. She continued eating in silence, watching Trunks in case anything happened.

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Pan woke with a start, sensing something was wrong. She had dozed off shortly after she had finished her dinner. She reached out to touch Trunks' forehead. It felt hot under the back of her arm. She got up to get some cool water and a rag. She came back a moment later and sat on the edge of the bed. She dipped the rag in the bowl, wringing it out and pressed it to his forehead. She brushed his hair out of his face with her free hand. He moved slightly in his sleep resting the side of his head against her thigh and an arm draped over her legs. She blushed, looking down at him and rewet the rag to place against his forehead.

"Trunks, please don't die," she whispered softly. She suddenly remembered a lullaby her grandpa used to sing to her when she was ill and began to sing it softly to him. She continued to rewet the rag until his fever finally broke. She watched him before drifting into sleep when she knew he was going to be alright.

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Pan woke up the next morning to the sounds of cooking coming from the kitchen. She looked down at Trunks who was still in the same position he was in when she fell asleep. She gently moved his arm to the side and slid off the bed. She gently touched his cheek before leaving the room and heading into the kitchen. Most of breakfast was cooked and Goten was already sitting at the table with Bra and Gohan. Chi Chi and Videl were at the old wood stove. Bra looked up as Pan entered the room.

"Good morning, Pan. How is Trunks?" she asked, concern written all over her face.

"Good morning. He's sleeping right now. I think he's going to be okay. Grandma will have to check on him again before we can come to any conclusions," Pan answered. Bra nodded her head. Pan headed over to the table to take a seat just the two older women came over with plates full of food. Pan's face broke out into a grin. She began to eat, happy that she was home again.

After breakfast, Pan and Bra cleared the table of breakfast things, Goten standing nearby watching Bra. Pan had just put the last plate into the wash basin when she heard a loud crash. She spun around just as Bra did and looked down the hall. Trunks was standing just a few feet from the door of the kitchen and had tripped over the rug on the floor. He was only dressed in his black leggings, holding his head with one hand. He swayed slightly on his feet and Pan ran to him. She caught him as he fell, more balanced this time than she was in the tower.

"Woah, Trunks you shouldn't be up!" Pan scolded him. He looked at her, his blue eyes squinted shut. Bra had come over to stand behind Pan.

"What happened? Why is it so bright in here, it's hurting my head," he asked.

"You were struck with an arrow, remember? It was poisoned. You should still be in bed," Pan said. Trunks turned to look at his little sister and smiled a little.

"Bra, it's good to see you again," he said, after listening to what Pan said.

"It's good to see you again, brother," Bra said softly. Pan slowly led Trunks back down the hall to the room and helped him onto the bed. Bra stood in the hallway behind them and Goten came up to her. They went back into the kitchen.

"You need your rest. You were pretty sick last night, Trunks. Just stay in bed until my grandmother can check you out, please," she said. Trunks nodded slightly, but instantly regretted it. A sharp pain had shot through his head. He raised his hand to rub his temples. A moment later, Chi Chi walked into the room. She had been drawn because of the crash and Goten had pointed her to Trunks.

"You should stay laying down. The poison is still in your system, it is the cause of the pain you are feeling in your head. Almost like you were drinking too much ale. Just rest for a little while longer. I want to check the wound on your back in a little while," Chi Chi said. Trunks obeyed and laid down on his stomach again. Pan pulled the blanket up as Chi Chi left the room again. She smiled at him a little.

"You just have the worst luck don't you?" she asked. He snorted and closed his eyes. She just laughed.

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A/N: I hope you all like that chapter! Hopefully it won't take so long to update this next time around! I'm really sorry about that. Well, there isn't a preview because I don't exactly have that chapter planned out just yet. Please review on your way out! ^.^

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