Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Give Up ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

I NEVER GIVE UP

By: AMCM74

Chapter 11

Bra could not let go of him, her body was shaking like a leaf in a late fall wind. "Mark." She buried her face into his chest "I love you sooo much!"

Mark blushed a bit. "Ohh Bra, I love you too." He reached up to set a firm hand on her aqua tresses. "Calm down, baby." She leaned on him and he looked down at her sadly. "I am so sorry this is hurting you."

"I have to talk to you about some things." Bra pressed. There were so many things he needed to hear from her.

"Not this again. I am doing the surgery tomorrow. I have to save my mother. She is all I have." Mark rain his finger through her hair and kick the door shut behind him. He looked up at with shining blue tears in her eyes.

"You can't." Bra sobbed uncontrollably. Images swam before her as she swayed on her feet. "I will not let you. I can bear losing you…again. It is killing me. My life has been hell without you."

"You're the one who refused to speak to me for the last few days." Mark kissed her lips softly, "Don't talk about it Bra. Just make love to me. Show me all I have to live for." He knew there was a devilish light in his eye. He couldn't help it. Bra was the most gorgeous woman on earth. Not taking advantage of this time was almost like a sin.

She surprised him by molding her body to his in one frantic motion. Her lips devouring him, as she ran her hands over his firm body. It was like she was trying to make sure he was not a mirage, but real and alive before here. "Damn, Bra!" Mark grinned down at her and lifted her into his arms. Slowly he walked to he bed. "Just love me tonight. Tomorrow will sort it's self out." Bra opened her mouth to speak, but he placed her on the bed and put his fingertips to her lips. "For me."

Bra found, at that moment she was incapable of denying him his request. After all it had been so long since she had been with him, and there was so much time for them now. She drew him down and kissed his lip with all her tortured heart had to give.



It was almost four am when Mark looked down at her exhausted form next to him. She slept so soundly in his arms. This felt too good, so incredibly right. He smiled as he touched her cheek "It will be fine." Slipping out from under he went to the shower and emerged and dressed. Mark knew he should wake her. She was so drained and the night had been so rough on her he hated the idea of robbing her of the much-needed sleep. Mark wondered if she had been sleeping at all since they had fought. Instead her wrote her a note pouring out his love for her and set the clock. "This should give you just enough time to get dressed and over to see me into surgery." He kissed her head. A she defiantly needed a few more hours. She never even stirred in her sleep. He set the sapphire pendent near here. He smiled at the thought of her waking up to finding it.



Some time later

Gina listened to the doctor as addressing Mark on the other side of the curtain. "There seems to be nothing else. Other then our supply of your blood type everything here is all a go." He motioned to the family in the hallway. "Mr. Devero. Take a few moments while the anesthesiologist comes up to talk with your loved ones."

Mark was staring at the IV in his arm as Trunks and Pan walked in. Behind them Bulma pulled a reluctant Bra.

"How are things going?" Trunks smiled at the other man trying to show more support then he really felt. Pan rushed to Marks side and held his hand. "We did you a favor and left Vegeta with Aiko."

Mark chuckled "Good thing. I don't think I could handle that kind of added stress." He looked at Bra as she stood by the window. "Your woke up early."

"What was I suppose to do sleep through your suicide attempt?" She glared over at him. Her eyes were cold and almost lifeless. So different from the eyes he had seen last night. Those yes had the entire world of feeling in them. He looked at her neck and saw she was not wearing her pendant. His heart sank a little.

Mark looked down and muttered, "I thought we settled all this last night."

Pan blinked "She refused to talk to you last night." She looked from Mark to Bra in confusion.

Mark laughed loudly and smiled his brightest. Looking over at Pan he added, "That is what you think."

Bra narrowed her eyes on Mark. Pan looked from Mark to Bra again. Trunks could not resist the urge to tap the IV bag "What are they putting in this thing?"

"Nothing yet." The anesthesiologist entered the room "I have that right here. Any things you have to tell him please make it quick. They are already late for surgery."

Bar looked at everyone else in the room. She walked over and placed her hand on Mark's cheek "I love you." She wiped her tears from her eyes and looked up.

Mark took her hand and kissed it "I do too. I will see you in a few hours. Promise."

"You had better." She leaned over and kissed him.

Trunks took Pan by the shouldered. Pan's hand lingered on Marks "Please stay strong Mark. We love you."

Bulma opened the door and was the last to leave.



Bra awoke and looked over at the buzzing clock. "How long had that been going off...." She sat up and looked around "Dear Sweet Dende! Tell me I am not to late!" She threw the blanket off began to dress. She grabbed up her dress and the grabbed for her jewelry off the dresser. Rushing out of the room she left the not and the box alone on the nightstand.



The doctor walked out "Great News!" He pulled off his mask "They are both in they recovery room and stable!"

Bra gasped and placed a hand on her chest. Bulma hugged her daughter "See it s going to be alright."

"Can I see Mark now?" Bra stood up.

"I can allow one person up there with him. Miss Briefs?" She was motioned forward.

Bra smiled "I will see you after he wakes up, mom." Bra hugged her mother and quickly followed.

"We will be here honey." Bulma sat down and drown in her relief. At last things could get back to normal. Once she got Vegeta back on the airplane any way. She grimaced as she thought of that battle to come.

As Bra got into the elevator, Melody rushed off. The door shut behind the little blonde girl. She went realizably unnoticed by all, but Pan. Pan sat up and her jaw dropping as she whispered "Gina?" This girl was the image of the woman that had been with Mark this morning.

Melody looked around the waiting room and grabbed a nurse, "Excuse me, Can you tell me where I can find out about the status of a surgery? My mother is in a very touchy operation and I want to know if she is out of surgery yet."

"If your are talking about Gina Devero," Pan looked over at the girl "I can answer that."

Melody let go of the confused nurse "Are you the donor's family?"

Trunks looked up "Sort of, he is engaged to my sister." Once noticed, he got a chill down his back at that sight of her. She looked so much like Gina Devero, could she really be the woman's daughter? It was not possible, was it?

Melody smiled with sincerity. "Ohh. I owe him so much! Gina is my mother. My name is Melody Sanders." She put her hand out to Trunks who just looked at it.

Pan rose to her feet. "Gina Devero's daughter?" The anger was rising in her tone. If mark had known of his sister's existence he never mentioned it to her. That was completely unlike the Mark Devero she knew.

Melody dropped her hand "Yes." She replied slowly. They were all staring at her now as if she had come to pick a fight.

Bulma just stared in horrified shock. Trunks stepped in front of Pan who was about to go off on the confused girl. "Did your mother happen to tell you who the donor is?" Trunks tried to clear this situation up. It had to be a mistake.

Melody shook her head slowly. "What? Is there something wrong? My mother said very little about him, except he is young and healthy."

"Damn straight there is something wrong!" Pan came around Trunks in two huge steps. There was no denying this was Gina's daughter. Pan almost lost it as she grabbed for the girl. Trunks tried to pull her away at the last second. Melody stepped back on shock. "The donor is a man named Mark Devero. He happens to be Gina's son." Pan screamed and started to cry.

"No, that can't be." Melody denied flatly, "I am an only child. You must be mistaken."

Trunks turned his head to the girl and the stunned look in her green eyes. Eyes he had seen on so very many occasions "I am sorry Miss Sanders, but judging from your looks, Mark is defiantly a relations of yours and we know for a fact he is Gina Devero's son."

Melody reached back and held on to the wall. Trunks let go of Pan to help Melody as she sank into a chair. "I have a brother?"

Bra stood next to Marks bedside and held his limp hand. He had survived the surgery. Relief was raging through her as she pulled the chair over and sat down looking at the man she loved so much.

Right out side the room mirai version of Bra clung to the corner of the door unnoticed. She remembers this fleeting moment. Soon, it was going to go so tragically wrong. Tears formed in her eyes and she felt a hand on her shoulder. Think it an attendant she looked up to give an excuse. Blue eyes met bluer. "Trunks." She looked from her brother to the room where the most horrible moment of her life was about to take place.

"Bra, you can't change it now. You have to accept this." Trunks was careful not to upset her "I don't want to see you go through this again. Come home with me now please." Since Marks death she had been severely depressed. No one had thought she was desperate enough o steal a time machine.

"Let me stay." Bra looked into the room at herself and the man she loved so very much.

"It's going to happen exactly like it did in our time, Bra. You should not be watching this."

"I will not give up on him Trunks." Bra looked on blankly. "I will find a way."