MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS

IT'S TO LATE TO SAY, 'I STILL LOVE YOU'

DISCLAIMER: POWER RANGERS AND CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.

KIMBERLY'S P.O.V.

I try to do my balance beam routine, but thoughts of Tommy keep coming to my mind and distracting me. I lose my balance and fall hitting my head twice. My thoughts are still on Tommy.

"I still love you, Tommy..."I whisper.

TOMMY'S P.O.V.

I stood there still holding the phone in my hand. I couldn't believe, it couldn't be true. One of my best friends and former girlfriend, Kimberly Ann Hart, was dead.

"Hello, Tommy, are you still there?" I hear Jason's voice. "Yeah, bro." I said coming back to reality. "Are you all right?" Jason asked. "Yeah, I will be. Have you told everyone else yet?" I asked as I felt the tears in my eyes. "No, I thought I would tell you first." Jason replied. "How did she die?" I asked. "She fell off the balance beam and hit her head again. By the time they got her to the hospital it was to late." Jason told me. "How were you the first to find out?" I asked. "Her mom called. I was one of her best friends from grade school." Jason said. "When is the funeral?" I inquired. "I don't know, her mother is still trying to arrange things. Tommy, you still loved her didn't you?" Jason questioned. "Yeah, Jase, I did. I never stopped. Now...(voice cracks)...I'll never be able to." I said as the tears began to flow freely. "Do you want me to come over?" Jason asked. "No, I'll be all right. Just get the word around to everyone else." I told him and a few minutes later hung up.

A FEW HOURS LATER

I woke up to someone knocking at the door. When I opened there stood my brother, David.

"Wh..." I began. "I got a call from Jason, he said that a friend of yours died. I thought I would check and see how you were doing." David explained. "I'm fine, I still loved her though. I was getting ready to go talk to her and see if she would have given it another chance with me." I told David. "Oh, Kimberly, is the girl you first dated when you first got to Angel Grove, right?" David asked putting two and two together. "Yeah, she was. Now she's gone, how will I live without her?" I asked. "You'll make it through." Was all David said putting a hand on my shoulder.

There was another knock at my door and when I opened it there stood a woman and someone who looked just like Kim. She could only be...

"Thomas Oliver?" The woman asked. "Yes, that's me." I replied not taking my eyes off the girl who could've been no more then twelve. "I'm Gina Mason and I would like you to meet, GracieThomasina Oliver." Said the woman and I could only guess she was the social worker.

I did a double take looking from her to Gracie and back again.

"D...did you say her last name is Oliver?" I asked. "Yes, Mr. Oliver. I would like you to meet your daughter."Ms. Mason replied. "Hey, bro, I..." David started to say, but stopped when he got to the door. "David, I would like you to meet my daughter." I said still in shock and thinking of strangling Jason for never telling me. "Your d...d...daughter?" David asked. "Yeah, I just found out. Come on in." I said stepping back to let Gracie and Ms. Mason in.

They came in and I offered drinks. Getting coffee for the Ms. Mason, David and I coffee and getting a bottle of water forGracie.

"I take it you never knew..." Ms. Mason began. "N...no, Kim never told me." I told her. "Okay, in her will she gave custody to you and names you as Gracie's father."Ms. Mason told me. "Will I be able to get custody right away or is there anything I to do before Gracie comes to live with me?" I asked. "Well we need to run a D.N.A. test to determine that Gracie is your child and you will have to make a room for her." Ms. Mason told me.

ONE WEEK LATER

I now stand at Kimberly's grave side, as dose all of our friends.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..." The minister says.

I look over at Gracie who is once again crying, this time leaning on Kim's mother. Soon everyone leaves and it is just Gracie, Kim's mom and I.

"I'm sorry about, Kim." I tell (Kim's mom.) . "I know, she really loved you. We need to talk, Gracie is all that's left of Kim and I would like to stay in contact with her." Mrs. Dupree tells me as Gracie walks a little ahead, out of ear shot. "I would never deny you contact. Why didn't Kim ever tell me?" I asked. "Because at first she plan to give Gracie up for adoption and after Gracie was born she decided to keep the her, she said she didn't want to tie you down to a family." Kim's mom explained. "I still had the right to know, so I could make that decision myself." I said more to myself, then Kim's mom. "I know, but it's no use being mad at her now." Mrs. Dupree told me.

TOMMY'S HOUSE

A FEW HOURS LATER

I now sit on the couch after everyone is gone. Knowing tommorrow I'll find out for sure if Gracie is my daughter. Though I'm sure she is and have already made a room up for her. A knock at the door brings me out of my thoughts. I opened and there stands Mrs. Dupree and Gracie.

"Come on in." I say and step back to let them in. "Do I have to come live here?" Gracie asked Mrs. Dupree as I lead them into the kitchen. "It Tommy is your father, I think he would like the chance to get to know you." I heard Mrs. Dupree reply. "But Grandma, I want to go live with you in France." Gracie said and I tried not to look hurt. "Gracie Thomasina, you are being rude." Mrs. Dupree said in a stern voice. "Did you need something?" I asked. "Yes, I have to fly back to France tonight and thought I would leave Gracie here with you. If that's okay?" Mrs. Dupree said and I looked at her in shock. "Mrs. Dupree, no disrespect intended, but Kim just died and Gracie barley knows me. Why don't the both of you stay here a couple of days?" I suggested. "I can't, I already know what the results of the D.N.A. test are going to be tomorrow, because Kimberly told me you're the only one she slept with. She was getting ready to send this to you." Mrs. Dupree told me and handed me a letter. "Please don't go, Grandma." Gracie begged. "I'm sorry, but I have to." Mrs. Dupree said and broke free.

Leaving only me and Gracie.

"I hate you!" Gracie told me as I showed her to her room. "Why?" I asked in surprise. "Because she always talked about you...as if you were some knight that would come and save us!" Gracie said and slammed the door in my face. "I would have, had I known." I whispered and took the letter to my room and opening it. It read:

Dear Tommy,

I don't know how to tell you and know I should tell you this in person, but we have a twelve year old daughter. Her name is Gracie Thomasina Oliver. I gave her your name, because you're the only one I slept with when you save Jason and I from Muranthis. I named gave her the name Thomasina because even if you never spoke to me again. I knew I would still be able to look at her and see you. Because if you haven't already noticed, she looks just like you.

I had several reasons for not telling you about, Gracie. I did not plan to keep her, I planned to give her up for adoption. One look at her and I saw you and knew I couldn't do it. I also did not want to tie you down to a family. Please forgive me, Tommy. I never stopped loving you and hope with this letter and my coming home you will be able to at least still be friends.

Sincerely,

Kimberly

By the end of the letter I was crying again and wishing things could have been different.