As I Grow

Chapter 16: Family and Pre-Birthday

I left Papa in the living room, and I headed up to my bedroom. I peeked in at the twins, who were standing in their crib, looking out the window. They looked overly confused about something, and I wasn't sure what. I didn't sense or see anything. "What do you guys see? And why are you awake this late at night?" I asked them, coming into the room.

"Sissy, Trunks wants you. He said to tell you to go to your room after you read us a story," Hayden said. Jayden nodded in agreement to what her other half said.

"Trunks is here still?" I asked, looking out the window again.

"Yeah. He's wearing a kai suppressor. He talked through his mind," Jayden said. Hayden nodded in agreement to what his other half said.

"Oh," I said, sitting down in the rocking chair. I picked up the book the twins wanted me to read to them. About ten minutes after I started to read it to them, they fell asleep. Papa came in and kissed them good night and then did the same with me. He went to his and Mama's room and shut the door. I walked past his room, and he whispered out at me.

"He doesn't stay all night. One hour then send him home."

"Okay, Papa. I love you. Good night," I said, smiling like a doofus in the hall. I made my way to my room, and I opened the door to find Trunks sitting on my bed. "Papa says we have an hour," I said, sitting next to him.

"How does he know I'm here?" Trunks asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Maybe he was talking to the twins when you chimed in," I said, looking over at him.

"Maybe," he said, returning the smile to me.

"So, what made you stay?" I asked him, getting up to grab some pajamas.

"I wanted a little more alone time with you. That, and I wanted to make sure you were really okay after what my father did," he said, smile turning to a frown.

"I'm fine, Trunks," I said, turning to face the wall. I took my tank top off and slid a different one on. I took my pants off and slid some sweats on. I turned and looked at Trunks, who was wide-eyed and blushing. "What?" I asked, walking over to my bed and slipping socks on.

"I haven't seen you change in ages. Your body is a lot more formed and filled now," he said, blushing deeper.

"Oh," was all I managed to reply with. He reached over and took my hand. I looked up into his blue eyes and smiled. I couldn't believe that he was finally mine. Not all the way yet, but hopefully in a few years or so.

"Panny?" Trunks finally said.

"Yes, Trunks?" I asked in return.

"Will it hurt?" he asked, looking over toward the window.

"Will what hurt?" I asked a little confused.

"The beating I'll get from Gohan. If he says I'm not worthy, we can't be together," he said, leaning back against my headboard.

"It might, but you just have to remember that it's a test," I said, lying against his chest.

"I know; I just hope Gohan isn't too mad at me for this. I am thirty-two now, you know. You're only eighteen," he said, lifting my head to look at me.

"You won't be thirty-two until tomorrow, Trunks," I said, a tear falling from my eye.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Trunks asked, wiping the tear from my cheek.

"I don't want to lose either of you," I said, looking down at my bed.

"You're not going to, Pan. Gohan and I are more civilized than that," Trunks said, kissing my cheek. There was a small knock at the door, and I called for whoever it was to come in. Papa opened the door, and he smiled at us.

"It's been an hour. Time for bed, Panny," Papa said, looking at me.

"Okay, Papa. Bye, Trunks. See you tomorrow!" I said, kissing Trunks' cheek.

"Yeah, see you," he said. He shook Papa's hand and flew out the window. I smiled slightly, watching him go, and then Papa came and sat on my bed.

"He's a good man, Pan. Don't worry, when I test his worthiness, I won't hurt him. I just want to know how strong he is, so he can protect my little girl when I'm no longer here to do it," Papa said, taking my hand in his.

"I know, Papa. I just love you both so much," I said and started crying. Mama came in to see what was going on, and that's when I noticed it. She was, once again, pregnant. She looked about four months along. In Saiyans, babies are born at seven months. She had three months to go. "How did I not notice this before?" I asked, walking to Mama and putting a hand on her stomach.

"I've been hiding it well," she said, blushing lightly.

"So, another baby sibling?" I said, smiling the goofy Son smile.

"Yeah," Papa said, coming over and hugging Mama and me. I told them goodnight and kissed and hugged them both. I crawled into my bed, and I was out. I was exhausted after all that had happened today. I was happy too. I proved I was worthy of Trunks, got him ready for Papa, and I learned I'm going to be a big sister again.