Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ So caught up in you ❯ So caught up in you, little girl ( Chapter 12 )

 

So caught up in you

 

So caught up in you, little girl

 

 

 

 

Bulma quietly did what she had to do. She looked at the tiny displays of cells, which would soon begin taking a more formal shape. The only other person she allowed in her lab that day had been Gohan.

 

He helped, a lot. Now Mia was in the RT and healing fine. However, Bulma was not faring as well. She and Gohan had spoken to no one except Vegeta. He was guarding though and as promised did not let anyone come near CC that day.

 

She re-calculated all the things she did. The temperature and Pressure were right. She had never performed such a thing before. If this could be done without the mother, what a terrible revolutionary thing it could be. This was one invention she would never allow to get out.

 

Vegeta could not really understand that, Gohan had some sense, anything like this could be used in such a horrific ethical problem that it was not worth ever to be repeated again. For them, for now, this was not about the world it was about her son.

 

However, Mia had been adamant for one thing, and Bulma either figured her to be crazy, totally dedicated, or uncaring. No matter, the deed was done. Mia wanted to have no part in this anymore.

 

To Mia she was performing a coup de grace, not for Trunks, but for Vegeta. It was after all Vegeta who suggested such a thing. He liked to blame her, but Gohan's circumstances were not the same. Gohan had only wanted help so that he and Videl could have another child. He would not risk Videl's health over her being pregnant, not again.

 

That was the only reason she thought of the INCU-Pods. Vegeta had other ideas. Once the thought of severing Mia form their lives, this was his idea. Trunks thought it was her idea, only to make him more agreeably to it.

 

Damn the man, even Videl had a reservation, which is why it was never done. However, Vegeta and Mia had come to an understanding.

 

Bulma only included Gohan because he had researched the possibilities, and though Videl had never agreed, this had come up and well Gohan had offered his support. She knew he wanted another child, even one that was his daughter's fiancés, which was no relation to him.

 

The science behind was exciting enough, but all the other implications were just un-settling.

 

She really did not want to lose her first grandchild to someone else, but this was not her decision. She made sure Vegeta understood that. This fell on Trunks shoulders. Though he had yet come to any decision that she knew of, it was still up to him. She did not trust in his reasoning skills.

 

That was why no one knew today that today was the day she put that embryo into stasis. She would not replant it into viable women, but grow it inside the Pod. She hated the coldness of that.

 

“Gohan, do you get the feeling that this is just not right?”

 

He had looked so sure at first, but seeing the small beginning of a human inside of that Pod brought him too many reservations. In theory, it was ok, in practice it was for lack of a better word cold.

 

“I don't know, I didn't see this out this far” he agreed

 

“Has Pan said anything about her decision?” Bulma tried to change the subject.

 

“Yes, she left it up to Trunks, but she is not averse to helping him raise the baby if that's his decision”

 

“She has more guts then me”

 

“No, she just loves him” he said pondering how she was so much like Videl in her capacity to love.

 

“Gohan?”

 

“I just had a crazy idea”

 

“Not anymore, I can't take it”

 

“No, just listen this is not so far fetched”

 

“I don't think I want to know,” he begged

 

“Silly, you know this thing we are doing is just one step ahead of what fertility doctors do.”

 

“Yeah I know”

 

“Let's just go back a step”

 

“What put it back?”

 

“Sort of”

 

“I don't follow”

 

“Silly, we just impregnate a viable womb”

 

“Whose? Mia's?”

 

“No, anyway the tanks have made her unviable, we would have to treat her with hormones and things, and then that would defeat the entire purpose of her leaving”

 

“Ok slow down and tell me your idea”

 

“Understand, Mia is out of the picture”

 

“Agreed”

 

“We could, impregnate Pan”

 

“Holy shit your fucking crazy!”

 

`Why not?”

 

“Because”

 

“IT makes sense it would be better then this friggin cold ice box!”

 

“I mean how, she's never…She wouldn't….”

 

“Ask her”

 

“Me?”

 

“No Trunks, of course you”

 

`I couldn't”

 

“Gohan, before the incu-pods were and option you and I discussed having Pan as a surrogate for you and Videl once before, but she was kinda young…so what's the aversion now and don't tell me because being a virgin has nothing to do with it!”

 

“It's just that, Oh man, fruits of the labor.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“The only reason why Pan is waiting, well she might dream of having sex with your son, but she has not yet, and she told me why too”

 

“So go on”

 

“She's waiting until they are married”

 

“Good for her, they could be married in two weeks tops, once Mia is gone the divorce will be forthcoming”

 

“You can move that fast?”

 

“Silly, it's been worked on for two months now; it could be finalized after today's events”

 

“So”

 

She smiled brightly, “I know that Trunks would not be anxious to get someone pregnant, not this soon!”

 

“I don't even want to think about that”

 

“Come on ask her, I can't have my grandchild grow in this cold fucking thing, and Pan, she's healthy and she could, it would help her bond and love the child even more. She could also really be its mother, unlike anyone else. If Videl was able to carry a child I would say lets do it, but that was the reason why we came up with this thing, just ask her!”

 

“What about Trunks?”

 

“What about him?”

 

“Shouldn't we ask him?”

 

“Let's just surprise him”

 

“I so don't like that “

 

`He won't get mad”

 

“I don't know”

 

“Then ask Pan”

 

“Why do I always go with your crazy ideas?”

 

“Because I am a genius and I know what's best for our families!”

 

“Just don't clone me. Why didn't Vegeta just kill you?”

 

“Hahahahhahahah”

 

`I'll call her and ask her over”

 

“Wait!”

 

“What?”

”Mia, is still here, lets just get her on her way”

 

“So when?”

 

“Tomorrow, if she agrees we can start tomorrow”

 

“What if this doesn't work?”

 

“Don't think like that”

 

“You could be risking two lives”

 

“No, we still have the pod, we will just have to monitor it and hope all goes well”

 

“I'll see you then”

 

“Gohan?”

 

“Yes”

 

“It's okay right?”

 

He smiled for her, though it did not touch his eyes, “Yeah like you said you're such a genius”

 

 

 

“Yes”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Yes, daddy”

 

“Are you sure? I mean it could be dangerous”

 

“Dad, life is dangerous, but if Ms. Bulma is sure then so am I”

 

“What about Trunks?”

 

“I know that he does not want to give this baby up, though he won't say it yet”

 

“Then don't you think we should talk to him?”

 

“Sure, but after we do it”

 

“Why is it women think like that?”

 

“Dad, it will be like my gift to him and to me”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“If I am gong to be a mother, anyhow, then yes”

 

“What if Mia comes back for the child, she could no matter what the lawyers do”

 

“Then look, Siayan blood is what overruns our genetic makeup right?”

“Ok”

“You know that, then if I carried that baby, then it's just like it's my body, me giving birth right?”

“I know I taught you well”

 

“Genetically there is no difference is there?”

“No”

 

“See I love being and alien”

 

“Which is why this is risky?”

 

“Have faith in Bulma”

 

“I can't I have too much faith in you!”

 

“Daddy!”

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Pan laid on the table and wondered how it had come so far…How had her life been turned upside down since that night she first felt Trunks slip from her?

 

So many things had happened. Goten and Bra was engaged, Trunks getting divorced, then revealing their love for each other and the bond that seemed to form from dreams? How had Mia known? Now…. Now she was at the pinnacle of insanity.

 

She had been spending the past three weeks at CC with Bulma and of all peoples her father! Their clandestine operation was something to admire. Never before had anyone been able to keep a secret of this magnitude for this long. He guessed it was good that Trunks had not attempted to question her coming s and goings over here. Luckily, the man worked far enough not to come home everyday for lunch.

 

Today was the final preparation, the procedure would be done today, and she would become pregnant with Trunks baby the one that Bulma had taken from Mia.

 

It is really a wonder how science could work.

 

Gohan smiled at Pan. He marveled how young she looked.

 

He could not believe that she was all grown up and doing something like this… He had to admire her beauty and strength.

 

He was assisting in as much to help Bulma, and he was in control of the anesthesia. Bulma would do the rest. He prayed reverently that they would have no problems…

 

He sat at the head of the mini operating room, and smiled down at her. He could not feel guilty about not telling anyone else, it would have been a fielday and too much stress on those already involved, but it would have been too much on Panny.

 

Gohan watched as the drugs were pushed into the IV, and Pan began to get sleepy.

 

Her lips pursed in concentration and she said one last thing before she went under...

 

“Hey, dad, after I do this for Trunks and me I'll do it again for you and mom.”

 

Bulma made her presence known by stating to her before she finally went out, “heh, say that after you deliver the baby!”

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Trunks was in his office having a quiet lunch. A knock at his door, made him look up. Ginger had been delivered a large envelope, she sat it on his desk, and then she left.

 

He feared what it was; he wondered what would make her bring it in during his lunch. Then he saw whom it was form and he tore it open.

 

He pulled out the large stack of papers, and whistled through his teeth.

 

His divorce was signed sealed and finalized.

 

He felt a moment of panic, and then elation.

 

He could not believe it was finished. Now he focused on the one thing that warmed his heart and that was Panny.

 

He rushed and ate his lunch and then began to think of what he wanted to first. He had so many things on his head that he did not want to think of the life crises that he was living at that moment. He just wanted to think of Him and Pan together.

 

His posture relaxed and he sat back and closed his eyes.

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It was a warm day. Not too hot. The birds were singing but there a roaring of the waterfall muffled sounds.

 

He looked around and noticed that he was alone. The air smelled sweet though. He was sitting on the ground not far form the swirling water. The mist of spray was making the area he was at seem cloudy. He jerked when hand touched his shoulder. There she was.

 

She looked like and angel. He loved how perfect she seemed.

 

He wanted so badly to touch her but something made him stop.

 

She looked at him with those eyes and he was lost to them.

 

She leaned forward and kissed him. He accepted it without haste. The touch was fire and she was the holder of the flame.

 

He beckoned her to him and he dragged her down to where he was sitting. She fell on to his lap and squeezed his arms. The contact only made him burn more for her.

 

He delved his tongue inside her mouth and she moaned in to his.

The aching need that had haunted him forced a groan form his mouth.

 

The angel that she was pulled at his pants and released him from their confinement.

She tugged on him with her soft hands and him `ahhed' his happiness of that touch.

He was at her mercy as what to do for she had not relented her dominance over him. He lay sprawled out on the floor of that bank and let her take from him what she needed.

 

She pulled his shirt off and finished yanking his clothes away.

 

He begged her with his eyes to remove her clothes, and he watched as she did.

 

Her movements were graceful as a swan.

She slid down to him.

Her mouth sought his and together they seared each other with heat. Trunks tugged on her lips and she parted them for his entrance. Once again their tongue battled for dominance and he won out but sucking on hers.

His hands trailed paths across her skin and her flesh stung with heat. She could not stand his touch but needed it so desperately.

 

The rolled to their sides to not have one over the other. He pinned her legs between them and tortured himself by having her so close but not being inside of her warmth.

 

HE tasted every inch of her beautiful face and then worked his way down her neck.

 

He noticed that she had a mark that had been there. Trunks questioned it but paid no heed and he nipped at its spot and then bit. Her blood tricked from the wound and he tasted its slow flow.

From its mark, he lowered himself and traced his tongue over her clavicle. He dipped his tongue at her throat, and then pushed her up higher against his hungry mouth

 

She begged and pleaded that he do something else but he continued his journey of her flesh.

 

Her ample mounds teased him as he tried to decide which one needed him the most. He chose on and massages the other.

 

She could only hold on to him as he tormented her in a joyous rapture.

 

She pulled on his hair, he looked up to see her face masked in deep pleasure, and he argued to return to his place.

 

`I cant, please I can't wait”

 

God, music to his ears. He would not disappoint his goddess.

 

She happily slid down back against his form and opened her legs. He felt humbled and loved at the move, and he joined in to her and felt the welcoming comfort of her tight sulci.

(A/N I hate interrupting a story, but that is a real word…)

 

With dream memories flooding his mind, he moved within her and poured his soul inside her with each penetration.

 

His name sung from her lips, as he repeated his mantra “my love, my love, my love.”

 

The joining was sweet and bliss.

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`Mr. Briefs, your appointment is here” Gingers voice sounded into his peaceful after moment with Pan.

 

He slowly opened his eyes and realized that that had been one hell of a dream. He wondered if Pan was somewhere sleeping.

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