Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers Dino Charge. This story is fan-made.

There was a lot Koda knew how to do. He knew how to hunt, gather, cook food over a fire. He knew how to take care of the people he loved. He knew how to track people and animals. He knew which plants were safe to eat and how to survive off the land.

Koda knew how to be a waiter. He knew how to take orders, how to cook food over a grill and how to serve drinks. He knew a little bit about how to work the computers in the lab. He knew how to work cell phones to make calls to his friends.

He knew how to ride a bike. He knew not to cross the street when the light was red. He knew that whenever he saw something he wanted, he had to pay money for it.

Finally, he knew he didn't fit in. As much as he tried, as much as he knew, he wasn't built for this new world. Some days it was easier to forget that fact. Others, it was all he could think of.

This particular day was the latter. He tried going into work, to pretend like there was nothing unusual about dressing up in clothes, not pelts, and serving other people food and drinks all day. He tried to pretend like it wasn't odd to see them glued to their phones, watching videos, reading, and sending each other messages over something called the internet.

He tried to ignore his friends, watching as they fit into this world without any trouble. Chase at the grill, headphones on his ears as he hummed along to a song and made burgers. Riley was talking with a little boy with a Rubik's cube to keep busy as he ate. Shelby was leading a tour of the museum, a big smile on her face because she was doing what she loved.

Every one of his friends seemed happy to be where they were. Even Ivan, the eight hundred year old Knight, seemed to fit into this world with relative ease. Perhaps it was because there was still so much for him to discover. The novelty of the new world, their technology and books still hadn't worn off. Whatever it was, Ivan felt comfortable with it.

For Koda, it wasn't the same. This wasn't home for him. This wasn't where he felt he could thrive. He had done well so far and he did love his new friends, but this wasn't where he belonged.

He spent the rest of the afternoon hiding out in his caves – the only place where he felt a little closer to home. He looked at the picture of his family that he had painted on the wall and couldn't stop himself from wondering what had happened to them after he left. His father had passed a few years before Koda found his energem, but his brother and his mother were on their own.

Could they have survived for long without him to hunt for their food? To find them shelter and keep predators at bay? What if something terrible had happened and he hadn't been there to keep them safe?

He barely picked up on the scent of burgers. He looked away from his family portrait to find Kendall making her way into his caves cautiously. She carried in a tray of burgers, some fries and a milkshake. It was Koda's favourite meal and she always brought it to him when he was upset.

"Chase noticed you didn't come back from lunch," she said and set the tray down next to him before she sat down herself. "He thought maybe you'd want to talk."

"Not understand when I speak," Koda looked to the food but for once he wasn't hungry.

"Your English is getting really good," Kendall assured him. "Koda, you're doing a lot better than anyone expected. If there's something you want to talk about, you know I'll do my best to help you get it out."

"What I feel, I not can say in English," Koda told her. "I say in my language."

"Fair enough," Kendall nodded. "I can still listen, if you'll let me."

"You not understand."

"I can try," she insisted. Koda let out a little sigh. He knew Kendall. He knew she was only trying to help. So he began speaking in his native tongue, explaining to her how he felt out of place, how he missed his home, his family, and the way the world used to be. He apologized profusely to Kendall, knowing she had always tried her best to help him fit in, but he explained her best attempts weren't cutting it, especially now.

He missed his world too much. He wanted to go back.

When he finished, he looked to Kendall. It was clear she had no idea what he said, or even how to begin deciphering his language. He only expected to hear a sympathetic apology from her and a promise that she would try her best to help him feel better. But Kendall put her hand on his arm.

"Two years ago today you were defrosted," she told him. "Did you know that?"

Koda shook his head. Calendars: that was something else he didn't know how to do. He couldn't read a calendar and had no idea why people kept them. The moon, the sun, and the weather were all he needed to know the time of day and the seasons.

"It's a long way," she continued to tell him. "From that lab to this one. All the progress you made adapting to this world. Even just blending in, that's a lot of work."

Koda nodded his head again. His friends had always been willing to help and that did make it easier sometimes. However, it did nothing to make Koda feel at home. He had to act like he was something he wasn't. It made him feel like even more of an outsider, and while he understood why he needed to blend in, he really didn't like it.

"I think maybe it's time you stopped trying to blend in," Kendall told him. "At least, for the most part. You understand why the world can't know there's a living, breathing caveman walking around, right?"

"Understand."

"But maybe it's time we find something for you to do that makes you feel a little more at home. Something other than work and our Ranger duties to help pass the time."

Koda frowned as he looked to Kendall. What else could he do? He didn't know much about anything in this world except within the museum and the lab.

"I can't take you home, Koda, you know that," Kendall told him. "But I did promise you I would help this place feel more like home..."

"I want my family."

"I know," Kendall nodded. "And if there was a way to bring them here, you know I would do it."

"Then what you can do?" Koda asked as he turned his attention back to his paintings. He sighed as he rested his head back against the cave wall.

"When I felt lost, I turned to my studies," Kendall said. "They were home away from home. They gave me something to do, something to look forward to and something to live for. You've been in this world for two years now. You have a pretty good understanding of how to survive. I think it's time you start living."

"I am living."

"Really living," Kendall smiled. "It's time you really come to life."

"How?"

"Koda, I think you need a hobby."

"Hobby?"

"Riley's got his puzzles. Chase skateboards. Shelby's studying, just like me. Even Cammy is going to start soccer soon. We've all got something we enjoy that fills our time and it makes us feel good. It's your turn."

"Hunting," Koda told her. "Bringing food to family. Now food in stores. Not need to hunt."

"People still hunt."

"Not for good reason," Koda told her. "When I hunt, I give food and clothes to family. We take what we need. When you hunt, you make trophy."

"So, you don't want to do modern day hunting?"

"Is not hunting," Koda corrected her. "Is killing."

"What about music?" Kendall asked him. "I know you sing. I can take you to the karaoke bar. Maybe we can sing together."

"I not know words to a lot of songs," Koda shook his head. "I not do good in karaoke."

"Sports?" Kendall asked. "Soccer? Football? Baseball?"

"What is baseball?"

"I can take you to the diamond in the park," Kendall offered to him. "The Fishers signed me up for softball one summer. I can teach you. We'll see if you like it."

"And if I not like?"

"Koda, I said I was going to take care of you. I was going to keep you safe and make you as comfortable here as possible," Kendall told him with a little smile. "I'm not going to give up until we find something that makes you feel a lot better about this world. I'm not going to stop until you feel like you fit in again."

Koda nodded his head. He knew Kendall was good on her word. She had never disappointed him before and when she set her mind to something, she always achieved what she wanted. Not to mention, she had gotten him this far.

"I try baseball," Koda said. "Maybe I like it."

"I am sorry I can't bring you back home," Kendall told him. "But I promise, Koda, I am still doing everything I can to make this place feel as welcoming as possible."

Koda smiled and took her hands in his. "This is not home but this is good new home."

Kendall gave Koda's hands a little squeeze, "I'm glad you think so."