Disclaimer: I have never, nor will I ever own anything to do with Power Rangers.

Setting: About a year or so after Dino Thunder

Summary: Jason has always been a man of many secrets, but what happens when something happens to turn his world upside down, and lets one of those secrets come right out into the open? His life changes drastically, but can anyone help in work through it all?

A/N: This story was posted over a year ago, but I took it down because I lost my must for it. I am reposting now with some improvements. I have two other chapters ready to go, and will be posting them soon, but with school starting soon, I am not sure how much time I will have to work on it, so please be patient. Also, this story was and still is dedicated to my uncle David who was very much like Jimmy in this story. Sadly, we lost him last fall. So this one is for him.

Chapter one: All he has left

Jason let himself into his hotel room, tossed his keys on the nearby table, and quickly made his way to the king sized bed where he plopped himself down and gave a tired sigh. It was two o'clock in the morning and he was tired, and more than a little drunk. Tommy had gone and finally asked Kim to marry him, so tonight; he had gone out to celebrate with Tommy, Rocky, Billy, Adam and Zach, the latter having flown in all the way from New York. Jason thanked his lucky stars that he had only had to drive the three hours from Angel Grove to Reefside. When they had all gotten the news, most of Tommy's friends had made their way to Reefside where the forgetful paleontologist now made his home. It had started out as something small, but it was not long before it turned into a small ranger reunion of sorts. The evening had started out innocently enough, with Tommy and Rocky arriving at his door to cart him way to a club where they met the others. Then, Rocky had the brilliant idea of doing tequila shots and that is where things got a little fuzzy. He was pretty sure they were asked to leave the club after Billy of all people started chasing a woman around begging for her phone number, and Rocky almost getting into a fight with a guy over who had the highest batting average in the American league in 1998. Jason chuckled to himself. Yeah, he had some pretty crazy friends alright, but he would not change them for the world. Other than his blood family, they were really all he had to depend on in his life. There had been Danielle, but…swearing to himself, he forced thoughts of her away and started contemplating getting up and perhaps getting a shower before passing out.

He was actually in the process of doing just that, when his cell phone rang. He considered not answering, thinking that it was one of the guys, but something in him told him that he should probably take this call. Groaning, Jason rolled over and grabbed the phone where, for some reason, was in his back pocket. He glanced at the caller ID, and saw that while the number was an unfamiliar one, it had an Angel Grove area code. Now curious, he hit the little green button and answered the call.

He listened for a few moments to what the person on the other end of the call had to say, and in a span of a few seconds, Jason Scott's world turned upside down.

The next day, Jason was back in Angel Grove, doing what most any other person in the world dreaded doing.

Today Jason was preparing for his parent's funeral.

The night before, he had gotten the call from a sergeant at the Angel Grove police department. There had been a robbery at the convenience store near his parent's home. Dan and Julie Scott had stopped in while going on their customary nightly walk to get bottles of water, also customary. They had walked in laughing, oblivious to the scene that was playing out in front of them. Apparently, their sudden entrance spooked the gunman at the counter and he had turned and fired without looking to see who was coming in. Dan was hit first in the chest and was dead before he hit the floor. Julie, obviously distraught over her husband's brutal murder, started screaming his name.

She died simply because the murderer did not like the noise she was making. The gunman had been quickly apprehended and was facing some serious prison time, though the rumor was that the prosecutor was possibly going to seek the death penalty. All of that was of little comfort to Jason. His parents were still gone.

So now he was standing in his parent's bedroom facing the enormous responsibility of burying both of his parents. And that was not even the least of his responsibilities now. He had a long, tough road ahead of him, and it was not going to be easy at all.

"You okay bro"?

Jason was startled of his thoughts my Tommy's appearance behind him. Jason had called him soon after "the call" to let him know that he was going home early. At first, he did not want to tell him why, as he felt it was too personal, but as he almost always did, Tommy got it out of him and within two hours, Tommy, as well as Kim and pretty much every other former ranger that was nearby was on their way to Angel Grove in a massive show of support for the original red ranger. Jason had been so overwhelmed that he found it hard to even speak, to say even thank you, but he did not have to. Everyone knew how he felt, and they also knew that he would have done the same thing for each and every one of them…in a heartbeat.

He put down the picture that he had been holding, one that showed his parents on their wedding day. He had noted with a chuckle that his father was wearing a red tie. Tommy came up from behind him and put his hand on his shoulder in a sign of support.

"They were only fifty years old Tommy", Jason said with tears threatening to spill out yet again, something that he did not want to do in front of his best friend, "they were only fifty years old, and just because some deadbeat asshole needed money for his cocaine fix they are dead!"

Tommy said nothing, just letting his best friend vent. Jason calmed down a bit, knowing that he still had work to do.

"Where are the others?" Tommy did not have to ask who "the others" were. It was another sign of the silent communication between the two friends. He answered without hesitation.

"Kim and the girls are at the hotel I think. She mentioned something about shopping for a new dress to wear to the funeral."

Jason gave a small laugh. Only his little sister would be thinking about shopping at a time like this. Though, he supposed it was her way of dealing with the enormous sadness that had suddenly descended upon their little group of ex super heroes.

"Adam and Rocky are at your dojo taking over your classes for the day and letting everyone know that after today, it will be closed for about a week or so", Tommy continued, "and Billy and Zack are at the funeral home waiting for you. I volunteered to come here to get you."

Jason wiped his eyes on the sleeve of his red polo, hoping against hope that his eyes did not match his shirt's color.

"Yeah thanks bro, we really do need to get our asses down there if…"

"Jay Jay"!

Jason was cut off by a cry coming from a room somewhere down the hall. He sighed and looked at a thoroughly confused looking Tommy. Tommy had recognized the voice and smiled, as he knew who it belonged to.

A few seconds later, the owner of the voice came bounding into the room with the energy of a five year old. Tommy's smile got wider. Standing now in front of him appeared to be a man in his thirties dressed in a red and black flannel button down shirt that was buttoned the wrong way, blue jeans, and high top sneakers with the laces undone. The man standing in front of him was different, no denying that, but it was the good kind of different; the kind that always made Tommy smile. He always enjoyed seeing him.

"Jay Jay! There you are! I thought you were coming to my room so I could show you the new car book Mommy got me"!

Jason smiled and went over to the man, placing his hand around his shoulders in a half hug.

"I know I did buddy, and I am sorry about that. I got a little busy, but I am very sorry. Do you forgive me"?

The man gave a huge smile that Tommy was sure could light up any room and looked up at Jason.

"Of course I do Jay Jay! You my bruther, I can't be mad at you"!

He finally noticed Tommy in the room and suddenly got shy, finding his untied shoes very interesting all of a sudden. Jason, his arm still around his brother's shoulders, spoke gently to him in a voice that conveyed patience and understanding.

"Jimmy, you remember my friend Tommy don't you? Can you say hello to him"?

He looked up and gave Tommy the same smile he gave Jason, and Tommy could not help but to give him one right back.

"Hi"!

Jason laughed and hugged his brother tighter.

"Tommy, you remember my older brother James, but we call him Jimmy".

Tommy, still smiling reached to take Jimmy's hand.

"It's very nice to see you again Jimmy".

But as soon as he touched his hand to shake it, Jimmy pulled his hand back hard as if Tommy had tried to hurt him.

"No"!

Jason soothed him, assuring him that Tommy just wanted to be friends. Jimmy, not reassured, just pulled himself closer to Jason.

"Hey buddy, why don't you go back to your room and get that book ready. I will be there in just a minute I promise".

Jimmy happily agreed and left the room with the same energy he had when he had entered it, seemingly forgetting about the situation with Tommy. Jason turned to look at Tommy, and to the former white ranger, it looked as though his best friend had aged ten years in the past ten minutes.

"He has no idea that Mom and Dad are gone, and I dread telling him. As you know, he has never been like any other kid. He was completely healthy in the womb, but during birth, the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, cutting off his air supply, By the time the doctors could fix it, the damage had been done. He has the mental capacity of an eight year old and will never mature past it. My parents were of course devastated, but they got over that, and did everything they could to make sure that he had a normal life".

Tommy nodded. He knew all of this of course, but having Jason repeat it seemed to help him. Those were the Scotts that he knew.

Jason paused a moment, gathering his thoughts.

"Now you see Tommy. Now you fully understand what responsibilities I have to deal with now. I am all he has now, and I will be damned if I let him or my parents down. He depends on me, and I will go out of my way to make sure that his needs are met, even if mine go unmet". He paused to take in a shaky breath, trying to call himself.

"Now come on, we need to get to the home to make those arrangements and I really need your help. But first, I need to go see a book about cars".

He turned and started to leave the room, before turning back to Tommy.

"Are you coming"?

With a nod, Tommy followed him out of the room. In just a few minutes, Tommy Oliver got one hell of a lesson in humility.

As I said in the introduction, this story is dedicated to my Uncle David, who suffers from the same condition that Jimmy does. This story was inspired by him and I hope that in some way, that by writing it, it will help me deal with his passing, and at the same time, bring awareness to others. I have a basic plot that I would like to take this story, and I really hope that you enjoy it. As always, please rate and review. Also, please check out the link in my profile to a really, really outstanding site. Its legit I swear!