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Her Prince	By : HollyHK Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Trunks/Pan Views: 1714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7

"She's…. what!?"
Trunks rubbed his forehead with his hand as Bulma's shrieks echoed through the entire home; he had just broken the stunning news to his mother about his child with Pan. His mother stood inside her bedroom; she had just finished applying her daily make-up and getting dressed for the day. Bulma had already struggled with maintaining a youthful appearance, and she swore she felt another wrinkle develop on her delicate face. "Trunks! How could you let this happen!? I told you, no babies until marriage! Don't you remember anything that I told you growing u—"
"Mom, look!" He stood straight, determined. "I know what you told me and I'm sorry. Please save the lecture for a later time, also when Pan is not here. We think that she could be in some serious danger! Father can sense this baby's energy already and she just found out about this last night! We need access to the best doctor now!"
For the first time, Bulma was speechless. "…D-danger? But –"
"Please…" He begged.
Bulma looked up and saw Pan, who had apparently watched the duel through the doorway as tears slowly streamed down her face. "Oh, Pan…" Trunks's face quickly looked behind himself and indeed saw her. His determined attitude instantly softened. "Oh, Pan," Bulma repeated and walked over to Goku's granddaughter and embraced her in a tight hug.
"I'm sorry, Bulma," she said between chokes of her tears.
"It's okay," she smiled at her. "Grandmother's shock, I suppose." She turned to Trunks. "Okay. I will call Dr. Gobri right away."
Trunks smiled, hopeful.
"I wonder what Chi Chi is going to say when she finds out you made her a great grandmother, Pan," Bulma said with a smile as she let go of her and walked out of the room, leaving Trunks and Pan standing with horrified expressions on their faces; after being caught up in the morning's revelations, informing Chi-chi, Gohan, Videl, and her over-egotistical grandfather, Hercule was the last thing that came across her mind; her hands quivered in fear, wondering who would take this news the worst. She scrunched her face in disgust and turned to Trunks. "I'm not telling my family until after we see a doctor."
Trunks nodded. "I understand.” He sighed. “I hope Goten forgives me."
Pan looked into Trunks's eyes. "At least we have each other."
She watched his eyes light up in joy. He quickly walked to her and wrapped his arms around Pan in a gentle embrace. Yes, they indeed have each other, and that was all Trunks needed. The thought of Pan's potential danger and the feeling of powerlessness to save her overwhelmed him. Despite this, he loved her, and he loved this baby as much as she did. With his arm firmly around her, they walked downstairs and sat at the dining room table. Trunks sat down and noticed Pan's face instantly hit the table.
"Aw, Pan, everything is going to be okay," he rubbed her back consolingly.
"It's not that," she said weakly.
Puzzled, Trunks raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Suddenly, Pan arose from her chair and ran into the bathroom, quickly slamming the door behind her. He had heard the familiar sounds he had heard at the restaurant yesterday, followed by coughing and gagging. His heart ached as he winced. Would she have to suffer this throughout her entire pregnancy, or would she be spared in the remaining trimesters? A single tear shed from Trunks's eye; the severity of the situation was beginning to hit him, yet deep down, he and Pan both knew that their baby would be worth it. Their baby, His baby.
His beautiful baby.
"Trunks!" He heard his mother. He instantly jumped out of his chair as Bulma walked into the dining room.
"What is it, mom?"
"I just talked to Dr. Gobri. She recommended that you and Pan meet with her at the hospital immediately for tests… where's Pan?"
Another loud sound of retching filled Trunks's ears. "We're going now."
Pan lied on the uncomfortable hospital bed, curled into a ball. Trunks sat in a chair near the bed and leaned over the metal bar that separated them. Her delicate hand lied in his; she appeared to be resting peacefully. Though he knew Pan was very sick, a smile came across his face at her beauty. The only regret he had was not pursuing her sooner.
A short, elder woman with dark, shoulder-length hair appeared in their room. She wore a warm smile as she gripped her clipboard, which rested over her long, buttoned, white coat. "Hi, I'm Dr. Gobri."
"Doctor," Trunks nodded as he rose from his seat.
She smiled at the handsome warrior and turned to Pan. "Hi, Pan. I'm going to be your doctor for this pregnancy. Can you tell me when the first day of your last period was?"
Pan slowly rolled over and looked to the doctor with her weak eyes. "Umm… I'm going to guess around the ninth of August."
"All right," she wrote this down on the paper attached to her clipboard. "Do you have any pre-existing medical conditions?"
She shook her head slowly as two nurses pulled the curtain out of their way and pushed in a large machine and turned out the lights.
"Okay. I already ordered an ultrasound as soon as I talked with Miss Briefs. She sounded urgent, so let's see what we can find out."
The tallest nurse walked to Pan and covered her with a sheet. "I need you to pull your shirt just below your chest, and to lower your skirt a little, please."
Underneath the sheet, Pan wiggled herself from her business jacket and tucked the bottom of her tank top underneath her bra. She pushed her skirt just below her hips. "I'm ready."
"All right," the nurse tucked the sheet underneath her skirt, exposing her stomach. The other nurse covered her stomach in a cold gel and took the long wand from the machine. The doctor turned on the sonogram machine and prepared the ultrasound by entering Pan's information.
"You will feel just a little pressure," the nurse with the wand warned her as she pushed the wand onto her stomach.
Pan winced slightly as Trunks blurted, "Pan, look!"
Her eyes looked to the screen, which was black and white in color. She was unsure how to read ultrasounds, but she saw a small profile of a face. Below the profile was what she believed to be the baby's heartbeat.
"It's our baby…" she said quietly.
"The baby has a strong heart rate," the doctor smiled. "Nurse, hold it to its heart."
Dr. Gobri pushed a couple of buttons and the ultrasound of the baby shrunk to the lower half of the screen as a heart monitor graph appeared above it. Tears of pure joy developed in Pan's eyes.
"The heart rate is one sixty," the doctor stated.
"That's good, right?" Trunks looked to Dr. Gobri.
"Yes, it's fantastic," she nodded. "However… the baby looks further along than four weeks; A lot further…"
"How is that possible?" Pan asked in concern. "I was a virgin! How—"
"Due to the baby having saiyan blood, I believe it is rapidly growing. I'm not sure; I have only done one other woman's ultrasounds that carried half saiyan babies…" She smiled at Trunks as his eyes widened; He now knew why Bulma chose her as Pan's doctor. "Both of you grew quickly and resulted in early births, but with no complications with the early delivery."
"How far is the baby, then?" Trunks asked.
Dr. Gobri brought up the baby's ultrasound to full screen and was silent for a moment as she measured the baby's spine. “It is the size of baby that is of twelve weeks gestation."
"Twelve!?" Pan exclaimed. "That's about three months!" Trunks said nothing as he continued to stare at the ultrasound in concern.
"Yes, it is triple in size than what it is supposed to be… Okay, let's switch this to 3D so we can get a better look," the doctor said as she pushed a couple of buttons. The doctor looked closer to the screen. "What on earth…? There is something wrapped around the baby's left leg, but the placenta is free."
"What!?" Pan's hand flew to her mouth.
Trunks, too, looked closer to the legs of the baby. "A tail…!"
"Let me see that," the doctor took the wand from the nurse and moved it lower onto Pan's stomach to get a view of the unborn baby's lower half of its body. "I'll be damned… It's protruding from the sacral region of the baby's spine… it IS a tail."
"I… I… Oh, my," Pan was speechless.
"Dr. Gobri, did either Bulla or I have a tail?" Trunks exclaimed.
The elderly doctor shook her head. "You did not. Your mother had a perfectly healthy, human-like pregnancy with both of you, other than your quick development."
"This is puzzling…" Trunks mumbled.
"This baby is rapidly growing," the doctor nodded. "I have no doubt of that. What I do doubt is that she will have a human-like pregnancy like Miss Briefs."
"Are we going to be okay, doctor?" Pan looked at her.
"Probably; However, I am ordering ultrasounds every two weeks to monitor this baby's development. But that is an upside for the both of you; you get to see your baby more often!" She replied.
A smile came across Trunks and Pan's faces as the room became silent once again as the doctor continued the ultrasound.
"Everything looks good otherwise," Dr. Gobri replied, watching the nurse print out copies of the ultrasounds. "Come back in two weeks."
"What is my due date?" Pan asked as they removed the wand from her stomach and wiped off the gel.
"Due to the baby growing so fast, I am going to only guess your due date to be February second."
"That's only five months away!" Trunks exclaimed.
"I am aware… but that date is very subject to change," the doctor nodded. "As I said, I do not have much experience with saiyan pregnancies."
Trunks and Pan sat in the car outside of Gohan and Videl's house; Trunks was on his cellular phone, quickly explaining the events of the visit to his mother. So quick, Pan could not keep up with what he was saying. Her stomach began to churn again just at the sight of her old home; she was unsure if the rising levels of nausea was due to the nerves of revealing her baby to her parents, or if it was the morning sickness.
Her guess was morning sickness. Regardless, she was going to vomit. Again.
"The baby has a tail, mom," Trunks had said, then smiled from ear to ear. "Other than that, it's beautiful."
"Trunks…" she said weakly.
"Hold on a minute, mom. What's the matter?" He turned to her.
Pan said nothing but instead placed the positive test and the printed ultrasounds in his lap and jolted out of the car, running up the steps and knocking quickly. Trunks's eyes widened. "… Let me call you back."
Come on, mom, dad… anybody, she thought urgently.
"Pan!" She heard Trunks yell from behind her. As he got out of the car, Gohan opened the door, surprised to see his daughter.
"Hey, you! Long time, no see!" He reached for a hug, but Pan broke from his hold and dashed into the bathroom, shutting the door. He heard his daughter loudly vomit through the door. His eyes fixed on the barrier with great concern. "Pan!?"
"We can explain..." Trunks mumbled behind him.
"Hey Trunks! Are you treating my daughter good?" He laughed.
Trunks smiled and nodded nervously. "I am."
"Sounds like she may have food poisoning or something," Gohan chuckled quietly.
The smile wiped from the handsome warrior's face and the father's face quickly followed suit. "Trunks…? What's going on?"
Trunks kept a firm grip on the ultrasounds and the test inside his jacket pocket. "Let's wait until she gets done. Where's Videl?"
"She just happens to be fixing lunch for us. Would you like to join us?"
"I'd love to! I'm not sure if Pan would be able to eat though, and I won't if she can't…"
"How long has she been like this?"
"Since yesterday…" Trunks's gaze lowered to the floor.
"She's going to be okay though, right?"
It took all Trunks could muster to smile. "Yes. She will be fine."
"Has she been to the doctor? We can make her an appointme—"
"We just got back from there… that's what we want to talk to you and Videl about."
Pan then came out of the bathroom, appearing weak. Trunks quickly walked over to her and caught her before she could fall. "Do you think you can eat?"
Pan moaned, then took a long, deep breath through her nose. She smelled the most delicious food coming from the kitchen. She could not place what it was, but she felt that is all she wanted. "Yes."
She tried to stand tall and strong in hopes of not worrying her father. However, she had failed as she was not a good actress; Gohan's eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were locked on her every move.
"Hi, papa," she smiled.
"Pan… what is going on?" he asked in a low, firm voice.
"Let's sit down," she urged.
The three walked to the dining room table and slowly sat. Despite Pan's sickness, she appeared to be happy with Trunks. He noticed that her eyes lit up every time she saw Vegeta's only son; if she was happy, he was happy.
"Videl! Pan's here!" He said, enthusiasm in his voice.
"Oh!" She said happily as the three heard a click from an oven turning off. Pan's beautiful mother appeared in the doorway, smiling happily as she took her apron off. "Oh, Pan! How are you? I've missed you!"
"Hi, mama. I'm great," she said, smiling too. "Can you sit down?"
"I'm finishing lunch, dear."
"Please? It's important…"
Gohan's face turned serious when he heard her urgency. Confused, Videl eased herself into a seat beside Gohan. Pan bit her lip and her face scrunched in nervousness as Trunks began sweating bullets.
"Mama, Papa…" she began, her voice quiet. "I don't know how to break this to you."
"What's wrong?" Gohan spoke up.
Pan painfully looked to Trunks. "Show them…"
Trunks took a deep breath and pulled the ultrasounds and the positive pregnancy test out of his pocket. He lied them down on the table side by side and scooted them closer to Pan's parents. Videl instantly knew what this was about and tears began to shed from her eyes. Gohan's facial expression did not change. Aside from Videl's quiet cries, which Pan was unsure if it was from worry or joy, the room remained silent. Following her mother’s reaction, Pan began to cry as well. Her eyes became red and wet just as they were earlier that day. Trunks took her in a hug as Pan's cries became more hysterical.
"I'm going to be a grandpa…" Gohan finally spoke. With his eyes full of fear, Trunks looked at Gohan. "That explains everything," he continued.
"It's… it's beautiful…" Videl smiled with her eyes full of tears, picking up the profile ultrasound photo. "Reminds me of when I was pregnant with you, Pan."
Gohan looked at the ultrasound of the baby's full body. "It's leg…"
"It has a tail…" Trunks broke.
"A tail?" Gohan raised his eyebrows. “It takes after grandpa.” He allowed a small grin to appear.
"As of right now, she is due in February. We think the baby is rapidly growing. Last night, Pan took this test and it came back positive, but father already knew because he sensed the baby's power level. We don't know if Pan is in danger or not. We are only going by what we know," Trunks explained quickly; the worry and fear in his voice was clear to all who were listening. "Since Vegeta and Goku are both the strongest beings in the universe, this could potentially get ugly, since the baby is taking after the saiyans and Pan is mostly human."
The explanation left Gohan’s gaze frozen on Trunks and Videl only worrying about the welfare of her daughter and grandbaby. "So… that's what it was. I should have known…" Gohan trailed off.
"What? Did you feel the baby too?" Pan jumped from her chair.
"Yes, but I didn't know what it was," Gohan replied defensively.
"We're going back to the doctors every two weeks for ultrasounds," Trunks stated.
"Can we please eat…" Pan asked.
"Oh! Yes… I will work on lunch right now… right now…" Videl slowly stood from her chair and walked at the same speed into the kitchen.
As Videl finished up the large lunch in silence, Gohan continued to drill Pan and Trunks for answers. Answers to questions neither of them, nor Dr. Gobri even knew; He too feared for his daughter and grandchild's safety. However, he could not show his worry, for he had to be strong for his family. Instead, a smile finally came across Gohan's face. "I'm thrilled about the new baby! … But my concern overpowers it…"
"It does ours, too. I'm sorry, Gohan. I did not mean for this to happen. I really didn't."
"All I want is for Pan and the baby to be safe," Gohan nodded. "I understand… Videl and I were young once too. If anybody knows what you two went through, it's us." The trio suddenly heard Videl laughing hysterically at his comment. "See? She knows what I'm talking about!"
Trunks covered his face from embarrassment. Pan merely shook her head, smiling.
"Papa… Was I born with a tail? Did mama have any trouble while she was pregnant with me?" she asked.
"No tail. She carried you for the full nine months and delivered you like any other mother. No problems," Gohan replied, pursing his lips, tapping his fingers as he looked at his grandbaby's ultrasounds.
"This baby is not even one fourth of a saiyan," Trunks pointed out. "I kind of see my mother's pregnancies and also Chi Chi's… why this baby? Why Pan?"
"Trunks…" Gohan looked to the handsome warrior in front of him. "Let me explain something to you. It's one thing only having one grandparent as the most powerful being on the planet. But having two? The saiyans have very strong blood lines. Your physical appearance and your genetics can be traced back five generations… I'm assuming power can too. Dad and Vegeta are both generation four of this baby."
"Can it really?" Pan said with wide eyes.
"It sure can! I remember reading this during human chemistry in eighth grade, back when I was homeschooled…" His hand reached behind his head as he chuckled.
"Well, that makes the most sense so far," Trunks smiled. "All we can do is keep a close eye on Pan." He looked to her and she smiled.
Videl walked back into the dining room and sat a white, glass plate in front of each of them. She silently set the table as the remaining three focused on each ultrasound and the positive pregnancy test. Gohan slowly let the news of being a grandfather sink into his brain once again. His beautiful daughter had become pregnant by the son of his father's former nemesis. It was difficult to adjust to the fact that Pan and Trunks were in a relationship, let alone bearing a child.
His gaze turned to Trunks, who was mumbling to Pan. He watched his daughter smile as Trunks's eyes lit up. Gohan's face turned into a shock; he knew the look Trunks unconsciously gave to his daughter. Sweet Kami, why hadn't he thought of it before?
He had marked Pan as his eternal mate long ago... When they were children! He had noticed how tense Trunks's presence had become while they were in school together. He was attempting to fight off the mark! That also explained why Trunks did not turn the ship around to bring Pan back to earth when they were searching for the black dragonballs in space; he had felt that need to be close to her and to protect her at all costs, even if it had meant losing his life.
He knew this… because he had marked Videl in high school.
That explained why Chi chi kept him sheltered so much.
Gohan snapped out of his trance and shot Trunks a sympathetic look. Videl walked in with two large platters of food. "I had to fix a lot to feed three saiyans -" She smiled. "Pork ribs with barbecue sauce, broccoli casserole, and green beans."
The second Pan's eyes met with the delicious pork ribs, she felt a wild instinct take over. She could not stop her mouth from watering. "I need them. Now."
Yet nobody heard her, thankfully.
"Smells good, honey!" Gohan smiled.
"Indeed it does, Videl," Trunks nodded, then turning to Pan. He blinked, concerned at the look on her face; she looked as though this was her first time eating. "Umm… Pan... Are you okay?"
She made no effort to let the others go first. She took the large fork and stabbed at the ribs, and took half of the platter onto her own plate. She ate ravenously, barely stopping to drink her water.
"Pan… Should you be eating the ribs? And ONLY the ribs?" her mother asked as she sat down to fix her plate.
Trunks attempted to avoid the sight beside him. He had never seen Pan eat so much; it was though she was a mini Goku. Gohan ate his portions, ignoring the whole deal; he was used to watching Goku eat in such a primal nature growing up.
Pan ignored Videl's comment and finished the ribs before the other three were only half way done. Videl cleared her throat. "Well…" She gave out a weak laugh. "Good thing I have extra ribs in the kitchen."
"Extra?" She looked up, her eyes wide as though she was a deer who was exposed by a spotlight. She jumped from her seat and proceeded to run into the kitchen. Trunks lowered his head in humiliation while Videl's jaw dropped at her daughter's action.
"Well…" Gohan lowered his eyebrows. "This is going to be an interesting pregnancy."
And interesting, it would be.
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