A girl with blonde hair reaching down her back sat in the passenger's seat of a jeep, enjoying the wind on her face as it caressed the curls. She smiled as the soft music on the radio swam around the air. Suddenly her face shifted into a frown, catching the attention of the driver, who placed a hand on her leg to get her attention.
"Dana? What's wrong?" Carter asked of the former pink ranger. Dana looked at him and smiled.
"Nothing… well…. It's just…" Her voice trailed off to nothing. She and Carter had been dating since the end of Lightspeed Rescue three months earlier, enough time for her to return to college and begin the year she needed to finish up her medical degree.
"You can tell me." Carter said softly, keeping his eyes on the road.
"We don't have a song." Dana admitted softly, blushing furiously. Carter laughed and parked the car in a spot near a park. He got out and opened up the door to let her out. With a helping hand, she hoped out and he grasped her hand.
"We have a song." He said with a smile. Dana pulled back, but without releasing his hand.
"Really." She said without it sounding like a question. Carter pulled her back and kept walking.
"Yup. It's a number one too." Dana kept giving him looks of disbelief.
"What's it like?" She said innocently, sure he didn't have a single song in mind.
"Our song is when you laugh at corny jokes you read in the paper. The way you giggle when I tickle you." He demonstrated by doing so, making Dana lapse into laughter. "It's the way I had to throw rocks at your window that one night so we could sneak out without your dad knowing." Dana giggled at the memory.
They had only been dating around a week; she and her father had gotten a small, two floor house in Mariner Bay, when she'd woken up around midnight to the sound of rocks hitting her window. Carter stood on the lawn grinning widely at her as she poked her head out the window. They'd gone to the same park they were at now and watched the stars twinkle brightly above them. It was just before sunset now, and the pinks and reds were starting to streak across the blue of the sky.
"Also," Carter continued. "It's the way you talk really softly on the phone when we talk until the early morning hours, and the way the door slams when you run out to the jeep." Dana giggled.
"And." He said softly, "It's the way I didn't kiss you on our first date, and have kicked myself repeatedly for that ever since." He put his face near hers and held her closely. He bowed his head and kissed her softly on her lips.
"When I got home, all I could think of was to ask God if he could play it again." She smiled against his cheek. "It's one song I'll never tire of." He whispered his mouth next to her ear. Moving his head, he positioned himself in front of her and kissed her again, breaking it only to smile, gazing into her hazel brown eyes.
"I love you Dana."
"I love you too."