...love will blossom into strength when the time comes...

~The Lost Pages

Pan let out a deep breath. She stood still, steadily raising her ki. She forced herself to feel the same way she did when Vegeta was in trouble. Slowly her ki pulsed from blue to white until it was steady. A bright light made the prince cover his eyes. When he uncovered them, there Pan stood with her pure white angel wings and eyes the color of emeralds.

Pan gave him a smile. "This feels great! I love it! I feel like I can do anything!" She used her wings to fly up into the air.

"Don't get too cocky. You are still no match for Frieza." A slight grin played on his liips despite his words. He couldn't help but feel happy that she felt that way.

"Come on, I feel like I can blow up a star!" She slowly decended to the ground. "Do you think you will be able to keep up with me or will the king have to find someone a little stronger?" She raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

Vegeta's face dropped. He didn't know why it bothered him this much that she was insulting him. It made him want to teach her a lesson but on the other hand he didn't want to hurt her. "I doubt my father could find anyone better than myself."

"Then prove it." She sent a quick blast at him. Vegeta expertly reflected it and launched himself at her. They were instantly locked in hand-to-hand combat, trying to land a punch on each other. It was difficult for him to keep up with her in this form,but he kept going. Pan on the other hand, she was holding back as to not hurt the prince too badly. But she accidently hit him too hard and sent him into the wall. The prince shook it off and came at her again. He shot ki blasts at her from all angles. She dodged them causing them to collide with the walls. She teleported behind the prince and sent him flying to the ground. He lay there for a few moments catching his breath. Pan decended to the ground in front of him.

"Now do you think I'm strong enough to fight Frieza?" She raised an eyebrow.

Vegeta slowly pushed himself off of the ground. "I would say so. You don't look like you lifted a finger."

Pan smiled triumphantly. She was ready to save this planet from destruction and she would succeed no matter what the cost, even her own life.

Pan stayed in her angel form for a week. She had to get used to the power coursing through her veins in order to control it. On the eighth day, she took a rest and descended back to her normal form. The king had declared that she and the prince would lead an army to Freiza's ship in three days time. She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and she couldn't decide if it was fear or excitement. She decided on a little bit of both.

Vegeta was worried. He had developed feelings for this strange girl that, quite litterally, crashed into his life. She had been treated like a princess from the moment she arrived because of her destiny. But what the book didn't say wass whether the angel died in the process. If Son Pan lost her life for his planet, would he be able to live on like nothing happened?

"Hey Veggie, can I tell you something?" She shoveled a spoonful of soup into her mouth.

Vegeta looked upp at her from his plate. He had noticed how much less she had eaten in the past few days. "Of course."

Pan looked up at him with a small smile. "I'm kind of excited for the fight. I feel like how my grandpa usually got when he was training to fight a huge villan. But I also have my doubts. I'm scared of what the outcome may be. What if I fail? The fate of your people, our people, rests in my hands..." Her face slowly turned sad as she expressed her feelings.

Vegeta sat up straight. "Our strongest army will be right behind you. You are not facing Frieza alone. I am positive that we can defeat this tyrant once and for all."

Pan gave him a thankful smile. "Thank you. I needed that." She pushed her bowl away and stood up from the table. "I'm going to go catch some sleep. I'll see you in the morning." She exited the room and headed for her chambers.

Vegeta stood as well. The conversation had made him lose his own appetite. A saiyan does not fear a fight, yet she said she was afraid. That unsettled him. He believed it to be her human side that was afraid but he was afraid as well, afraid for her. This was a feeling he had not yet experienced.

Pan took a detour. Instead of going to her room, she headed for the lab where they were fixing her time machine, Trunks' time machine. One of the men looked up as she walked in.

"Ah, Miss Pan. What is your reason to be in here?"

Pan smiled. "I would like to phone my parents if you don't mind."

"Of course not. Go right ahead." He stepped away from the machine to give her some privacy.

Pan climbed inside and pressed the button to connect to home. She was excited to talk to them again. After a few minutes, her father came into view. "Panny?"

"Hi Papa. I miss you." She could feel tears coming to her eyes again.

"I miss you too sweetheart. How are things going?"

Pan sighed. "I'm scared... I mean, I have that excitement that I usually get, but fear is the largest portion... I don't know what I will do if I fail..."

Gohan suddenly became stern. "You can't think that way. You have to keep your head clear of all of those pessimistic thoughts."

"But it's hard! I don't know what will happen!"

"Do you want to save them?" Gohan stared right into her eyes.

Pan nodded. "I do..."

"Then do it. Do everything in your power to save them from that freak. Don't be afraid of failing because I know you will succeed." A smile formed onto his lips.

Pan smiled as well. "Thank you, Papa. Is Mama there?"

"I'm sorry she went out for a while. Try again tomorrow. She will be here then."

"Okay. I'll see you soon."

"Bye honey."

Pan ended the call. She pulled her knees to her chest and cried. She wanted to go home... But she knew she had to finish what she started. She couldn't abandon them now.

The three days passed quickly. Pan talked to her mother and the day before she had to fight she talked to the whole crew. Everyone wished her luck. Somehow that made her feel better. On the third day, she and Vegeta stood infront of an army with their heads to the sky.

"Let's get this done." Pan powered up into her angelic form. Before she could take off, Vegeta grabbed her arm. She turned to ask him what the problem was, but his lips quickly connected with hers. Her cheeks turned crimson. His fingers laced with hers as whistles and cheers came from the army.

Vegeta pulled back with a grin. "Now let's go." They took off toward the tyrant's spaceship.