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I Never Dreamed	By : AMCM Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 4691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 31
Vegeta was actually in a good mood as he walked into the living room. To his surprise he saw Pan sitting on the couch. Frowning he realized she was crying. Great. He had been here with a pregnant wife before. Now it seemed he would have to endure the hormonal swings of his soon to be daughter-in- law. The instinct for self-preservation demanded that he turn, and leave. Still that would leave the mystery as to what had the girl so upset. "What is your problem, Brat?e sae said gruffly and was pleased to see her try to dry her tears.

�No. Nothing, Vegeta." Pan remained on the couch. Her head hung like a little puppy.

"Nothing has you sobbing all over my couch?" Vegeta walked over and stood over her. "You will tell me what has you worked up or I will be forced to set the woman on you. Trust me, you don't want that."

"It is nothing really just that..." Pan's face wrinkled up and she bit back another bout of tears. "Trunks thinks I am getting� Fat!!!" She dropped her face into her hands.

Vegeta choked on this. Had Trunks actually told his mate she was getting fat? Even he knew better then to mention that subject, especially during the pregnancy process. What could the boy be thinking? "I will beat him up for you."

Pan looked up eyes sparkling with tears. �Vegeta, no."

"The boy must pay for his stupidity." Vegeta nodded set on his agenda "Besides I will enjoy it."

�He didn't actually say I was fat. It just that I started showing today and he seems a bit upset by it. That is all." Pan sniffed

"Of course you are going to start showing now! Saiyan women only carry their baby's for seven maybe eight months. Compared with the nine to ten months of hell that the woman forced me to endure." Vegeta scowled.

Pan stopped crying and looked at Vegeta. "I am seven and a half month along Vegeta. Are you saying I am due in a little over two weeks."

"You have human DNA as well as Saiyan the process may take a little longer. Still you should be prepared. The baby's ki is very strong." He shook his head. When would he start to remember he was the only one left alive with Saiyan knowledge?

"But Trunks wants us to be married before the baby is born." Pan stood up. "I need to go see him."

"Married, bah. Child you have no need for human contracts, simply bond with the boy." Vegeta watched the look of bewilderment cross her face and he growled. "Didn't that Baka of a father of yours tell you anything??"

Pan shook her head. "Guess not."

Vegeta sighed. Why him? Screw you, Dende. I can hear you laughing!

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Trunks walked through the door at Capsule and looked around for Pan. She was not here to greet him. Dropping his brief case by the floor he wondered where she was. It has been a horrible day. He swore to himself he would never open his big mouth again. The lecture he had gotten from Devero had been nothing compared to Bra's. He didn't know if his ego would ever be the same after a major run in with his baby sister.

He heard a car pull up and looked out the window. It was Pan. She was holding her purse and a piece of paper as she walked to the house. Trunks pulled open the door. "Where have you been, baby. I was starting to worry."

"The hospital. Trunks." Pan held the paper out to him. "Your father filled me in on a few facts t Sat Saiyan anatomy."

Trunks took the paper and scanned it "It is just abbreviations and numbers to me."

"In plan terms it says the baby is growing at an inhuman rate." Pan smiled "Seems they have bumped up my due date to within the month."

"Within the month? Are you sure?" Trunks reached out and hugged her.

"That is why I went to the hospital. I would have waited for you, but the anticipation was killing me." Pan leaned back to look at him "I hope you are not mad."

"Mad. That I don't have to wait forever to see our little brat, no way!"

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Devero sat in his temporary office mulling over the days events. He was furious with Trunks for lying to Pan. Still he could not bring himself to tell her. Devero held the key to winning Pan from Trunks, so why hadn't he used it. An image of Bra flashed in his mind. Bra? He had to be crazy. That one would kill him for sure. Still if he let himself be honest for a moment he had to admit the feeling he had for Pan were finally fading. It wasn't so much like a knife in his heart to see Trunks with her.

He had leaned back on a wall and watched Bra in action today. She had reamed Trunks out so utterly and toughly that even her had felt something akin to pity for the guy. Imagine spending the rest of your life on that kind of a powder keg. Mark must be nuts. Still the physical attraction was there.

As if to prove it Bra walked into his office. With out knocking of course and hopped up on his desk. "HI stranger. Is this where you have been hiding all day?"

"Hiding." Mark looked over at the long lustrous legs that were mere inches from his face. "You could say that. What are you still doing here?""

"I am making sure Marron doesn't steal you away tonight." She smiled down at him and Mark suddenly felt like a large steak inform of a hungry tiger. Wasn't this suppose to be other way around?

"I haven't seen Marron since after lunch." Mark shook his head

"Yup, and all we have to do is wait another twenty four hours and your Marron problems will be through."

Mark didn't like the sound of that. "What have you done."

Bra gave a self-satisfied smirk. "Nothing, I just called in the "big gun" so to speak." Mark gave her a distrusting look "I just called in a few favors and am having her greatest weakness imported."

"Marron has a weakness. Care to share." Mark stood up and began packing up his laptop and other paperwork.

Bra shook her head "Uh huh." She reached over and took Devero�s hand drawling his attention back to her. "Not until you promise to spend the evening with me. I want you as far from Trunks and Pan as possible too. So you do know I have another motive for this."

"Bra, don't play games. What have you done to Marron?" Mark reached oved lid lifted her chin. It was the same move he had made the night he was drunk. She looking right into his eyes and knew he was going to kiss her.

"You are welcome to try and get the information out of me." Bra leaned forward and their lip came together.
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