Hey everyone, SO sorry it's taken so long for me to write another chapter. My computer died on me and it took awhile to save enough money to get a new one. So anyways, thank you again to everyone who has reviewed so far. You guys are the absolute best! Just remember this fic is rated M for a reason, so if that's not your cup of tea turn back now. For everyone else, enjoy!

There are no words accurate enough to describe the speed, the urgency with which Vegeta flew as he and Goku raced towards the cabin, both of them hoping to make it in time.

"How far away are we?" Goku asked, drawing Vegeta's steely gaze.

"Not far. It's just around the next bend."

Just then, the cabin came into view and Vegeta and Goku were forced to dodge to the side as a large hole opened in the roof of the cabin and Trunks went hurtling past them. The two saiyan warriors exchanged a look of surprise/

"See to Pan, I'll deal with my son," Vegeta growled.

Goku nodded and descended through the opening in the roof. He'd wanted to argue with Vegeta, but he couldn't. And that only further confused his already mixed emotions. He'd been afraid of what he might see when he entered the nearly destroyed bedroom through the hole in the roof. The large bed in the center of the room was caved in on itself, the dresser against the far wall was in pieces. The only thing untouched was a pale yellow bassinet wedged between a nightstand and the closet.

Pan sat crouched in a bruised heap next to the bassinet, power rolling off of her in waves. He'd never seen her like this. The icy rage in her eyes, the pain...she was riding the killing edge and he wasn't sure what he could possibly do to bring her back down from it. Would she even recognize him as enraged as she was or would she just see another enemy? It was so hard to be sure.

Carefully, Goku knelt in front of Pan as close as he dared. A low growl escaped her lips as her gaze shifted to him. He could see the confusion in her eyes, a flash of recognition.

"Pan? Pan it's me. It's Grandpa. Everything's okay."

Pan's eyes turned cloudy as she eased away from the killing edge, fighting the fog that surrounded her battle hazed mind. He was amazed she'd even had the energy to fight back in the first place. That in itself was a miracle. He watched quietly as Pan struggled to the surface, containing the explosive temper that resided deep within her.

"G-Grandpa?"

"Hey kiddo, long time no see."

"Grandpa!"

Pan threw herself into Goku's arms and sobbed. She had never been so relieved and so nervous about seeing her grandfather at the same time. She had missed him so much, and now here he was, when she needed him the most.

"Shhh...everything's alright now."

"No Grandpa, it's not. It's not alright."

"Sure it is. You've got Grandpa here now, and Vegeta's here and-"

Pan's head shot up as she heard Vegeta's name.

"Vegeta's here? Where? Where is he?"

Goku frowned at the sudden panic that filled Pan's voice. She seemed almost desperate in her need to know.

"He's out there. Fighting Trunks."

"What? No! He can't! Grandpa he can't! That isn't Trunks! I mean it is, but it's not! That thing is inside him! If he kills him, Trunks will die too!"

"Pan, calm down, what are you talking about? What's inside Trunks?"

"It's him Grandpa...that thing that killed mom and dad, it's him! He's inside Trunks. If Vegeta kills him while he's inside Trunks, then Trunks will die with him. We can't let him kill him. Not until he's left Trunks!"

Pan gave Goku very little time to process what she'd said before she was suddenly airborne, hurtling towards the battle taking place outside. She wouldn't let another life be claimed. Far above her she could see Vegeta and Trunks fightingin a glaring blur of light and speed.

"Vegeta, stop!"

He couldn't hear her. He was too far above her and too caught up in his rage. All they Saiyan Prince saw was another enemy. Someone who threatened the existence of everything he held dear. He'd already gone super Saiyan while the thing inside Trunks had barely broken a sweat. She saw him turn and smile at her, his eyes a glowing crimson.

"GET. OUT. OF. TRUNKS!" she screamed, as she hurtled through the air, gaining speed and delivering a powerful punch to Trunk's stomach.

She'd had to be careful to hold back just a little. She only wanted to force that thing out of him, not hurt him, though she was sure it would leave a mark. Trunk's doubled over around her arm as she backed away. A blinding red light emanated from him, as Trunk's body arched painfully and a long, loud scream tore its way out of his throat. Pan backed away quickly, shielding her eyes from the blinding crimson glare.

Something began to pour from Trunk's mouth. At first she thought it was some kind of liquid but as it poured out of Trunks it began to take shape and form into something more solid. Real.

"What the hell is that?" Vegeta said.

"That, is the thing that killed my parents. It's been here all along. All these years, just waiting."

Vegeta's eye went wide. How could they have all been so foolish? They'd all been so devastated by the loss of Gohan and Videl that none of them had given it a second thought when that alien monstrocity had just disappeared. They all assumed they'd somehow managed to defeat it, when in reality it had been living inside Trunks, under his roof, this whole time. As the last of that dark colored essence flowed out of Trunks, his body slumped, going limp, as he fell towards the ground.

"Trunks!"

Pan turned just in time to see her grandpa rushing up to catch Trunks. She didn't know if he was even still alive, all she knew was that she was done with this. Done with hiding, done with the nightmares. Done with watching the people she loved get hurt. She was going to end this no matter what it took.

"What did you do to my son?" Vegeta roared.

"Vegeta no!"

But it was already too late. Vegeta was hurtling towards the dark mass of energy too quickly to stop, only to shot backward. Vegeta cried out as pain raced through his body and he was bounced back, that strange dark energy in front of him seeming to grow.

"Vegeta it won't work! You're just feeding it!"

"What are you talking about woman?"

"He feeds off our hate! Any kind of negative energy we put out only makes him stronger!"

Besides, this guy was made of almost pure negative energy. Any physicals attacks against him were going to be completely useless. Not that Vegeta was listening. He was still lashing out, trying to take down with physical attacks, what could only be stopped with the non-physical. But still the sounds of battle raged down below her. She was the only one who knew it was useless.

There was only one thing they could, and Pan knew that she had to be the one to do it. Pan flew upward, the wind rushing through her hair as her eyes watered with unshed tears. It was the only thing she could think of. She'd seen her grandfather do it once, a long time ago but she couldn't ask him to do this. It was her fight, and she had to be the one. Closing her eyes, Pan desecended inward on herself drawing upon every joyful thought she'd ever hand, her hands raised skyward as her mind searched outward for positive energy and drew it into herself. She raised her hands skyward as the energy began to come to her as easily as breathing. She just had to concentrate and hope that nameless dark energy would stay distracted by Vegeta long enough for her to gather the energy she needed. Because she would only have one chance at this.

Farther down below, Vegeta caught sight of that great glowing ball of energy forming above Pan's head, she was like some great goddess, shining in the heavens. She'd already ascended to Super Saiyan and with the energy she was drawing in, it wouldn't be long before her level rose.

"What the hell is she doing?"

"No...it can't be?" Goku said, in utter disbelief

"What? What is it?"

"She's trying to do a spirit bomb..."

"Is she crazy? She'll be killed!"

Pan's body shook with the strain and effort as she gathered that much energy into herself. She had to do this, had to, or more innocent people would suffer. She refused to let anyone else go through what she had. She could feel him coming. That dark energing racing towards her like something out of a bad dream.

"Everyone...please help me."

Pan gasped, her spine bowing as she fought to hang on to that growing energy that seemed to fill the skies. She knew the moment she'd gathered the last bit of spare energy that she could gather. This was it. Either she would succeed, or she would fail, but at least she will have given her all to save the ones she loves.

"Everyone...please forgive me..."

And suddenly she was out of time. She released that great gleaming ball of energy just as her enermy zeroed in on her. He was so close. Too close, as that energy surrounded them both and a scream tore its way out of her throat, before the world around her faded to black, and that shining energy swallowed them both.

Vegeta screamed, trying to reach Pan in time. There had to be another way. There had to be. She'd never done a spirit bomb before, never trained to use it. In her weakened state there was no way her body could handle that much untamed energy. But he was too late. One moment he was racing towards her and the next he was thrown backward by that massive ball of energy. It felt like the ground itself would split apart and swallow them all. He moved slowly, waving away the dust that had risen up in the air around them. When he looked up, he no longer saw that dark blob of negative energy or Pan. He looked around him almost franticall, searching or any sign of her, and then he saw her. Amid the rubble and settling dust was Pan's broken body, unmoving and lifeless. There wasn't even the slightest hint of her breathing.

"Pan! No!"

Vegeta rushed to her side, his mind searching for even the smallest hint of their mental link. But found nothing.

The days that followed passed in an emotional blur. Trunks regained consciousness in two days with almost no recollection of what he had done when that dark energy had taken over him. He made a full recovery over the next two weeks as everyone filled him in on what had happened when he wasn't fully in control of himself. He'd been appalled by what he'd done to Pan, and even more so by the fact that his body had been used as a weapon against the people he cared about the most.

Pan on the other hand wasn't so lucky. She'd died twice on the gourney when they'd rushed her back to the private medical facilities at Capsul Corp. Her internal organs were all failing but somehow they had managed to stabalize her. She'd been in a coma for more than a month with no signs of any improvement. Everyone else had given up hope of her ever opening her eyes again. But vegeta hadn't. Every day he was by her side, with their beautiful infant daughter. He refused to believe for even a second that she wouldn't come back to them. Whether the others believed him or not, they were connected, and he could feel that connection growing stronger every day.

It wasn't until they were close to reaching the two month mark of her coma, when Vegeta had fallen asleep at her side, that he woke to the gentle brush of fingers against his cheek. Vegeta bolted upright, his first instinct being to check the room for any signs of trouble. Then he turned slowly to the figure lying in the bed, and found himself without words for the first time in his long lived life.

"Hello my love..."

Pan was awake. After two long months, of hoping, waiting, and praying, his Saiyan Princess was finally awake.

"Hello Princess. We've missed you."

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