Wishes from the Heart – Chapter 23
Silence rendered the air.
They all watched the woman laying limp in Goku's arms. Her hair hung over one arm, her legs and tail the other. Her body moved as Goku shook. They saw his arms tighten around her momentarily, before gazing down and studying her face.
"Should we wait?" Bulma asked, curiosity seeping onto her face as she watched Trista's still form.
Nobody said anything.
Breanna laid her head in her hands, her elbows resting atop the table her sister occupied moments before. Nobody moved.
"How?" Goku whispered.
All eyes focused on him. "What?" Breanna asked.
"How?" he said louder.
"How...what, Goku?" she gazed at him, puzzled. "I don't under-"
"How did she come back?" He practically shouted.
Bulma and Vegeta's gaze swung from Goku to Breanna. They waited for her answer. She started shaking her head.
"I don't know, Okay!"
"You mean to tell me that she came back on her own, and no one questioned it?" Goku's gaze was hard as he focused on the woman by the table.
"No, that's not what I'm saying Goku! There were plenty of questions! Tons! They kept asking me what happened, and I don't know! I don't know what happened, and Trista refused to talk about it!"
"Why did she refuse to talk about it?"
Breanna was quiet for a moment. She hesitated before answering. "She said she didn't remember," she stated softly.
"She didn't remember!" Bulma's voice made her jump.
She shook her head. "No. She said the last thing she remembers is running for the ball, then waking up in the hospital bed, seeing me beside her. " Breanna paused for a moment. "She said that's why she smiled, because she saw her sister standing there, and she wasn't afraid." A sob escaped her.
Goku's brow furrowed.
Everyone jerked alert when he suddenly started walking back towards the table. Goku gently laid Trista back down, putting his hand behind her head as she was lowered to the metal. He gazed down at her, studying her face intently. Goku bent down and gently kissed her lips, whispering something too low for anyone to hear.
Their hearts broke as they watched.
He slowly straightened, his gaze roaming over her before quickly stepping back, and disappeared.
"Where did he go?" Breanna asked, her eyes searching the spot Goku was just standing at, confused.
Nobody said anything.
Vegeta suddenly spoke. "If I know Kakkarot," he stated, walking closer to the table, gazing down at Trista. "He's got a Plan B."
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I kinda hit a stalemate after writing this little bit. Got writer's block while trying to figure out exactly where I want to go with this story. I hope you've enjoyed it so far! Thank you for your reviews!