Jason Lee Scott

Summary: Sydney gets more than a birthday present.

Disclaimer: I don't own SPD or MMPR.

Smiling, Sydney ran her hand over the dashboard of the white 65' Mustang fastback her parents bought her for her birthday. Old cars were always a love of hers and she couldn't wait to show her this one to her team mates. She reached over her left shoulder to grab the new seatbelt that her father had installed, but when she grabbed it the glove compartment flew open and an old piece of folded paper fell out.

Frowning, she reached over to grab it.

'My name is Jason Lee Scott,' it read. Sydney's eyes widened. She remembered reading about a red ranger with that exact name. Excitement arose in her as she read through the rest of the letter. 'If you're reading this, I am no longer alive. After all, that's the only reason that this car would have been sold. It took years for me to find it and clean it up. You see, it used to be my father's car. Please don't be afraid to make her your own, but know this, I will always be with you.'

She would be lying if she said that the letter didn't send chills down her spine, but it didn't stop her from placing the letter on the passenger seat and revving her engin she sped off in a direction opposite of the Delta Base. She needed to see someone who would give her answers.

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It had been an hour since she had read the note, and she was seconds before pulling up into Mr. Oliver's driveway. He had once been a professor at the academy and before that he was one of the greatest power rangers that ever fought, if not the best. She wasn't too surprised to see him waiting there for her. He always seemed to know when she would come to visit. Jumping out of the car she ran to give him a hug.

"Tommy!" She laughed as he spun her around.

"Syd, it's good to see you!" He said with a smile. "What brings you to this neck of the woods?"

Sidney sighed as he put her down. "A letter. It came with my new car and I was hoping that you would know something about it."

Tommy frowned. "Let me see that." He said gesturing to the letter. Sydney handed him the yellow piece of parchment.

"Oh my gosh." He said.

Syd gave him a startled look. "What is it?"

"I thought this car looked familiar." He said with a sad smile. "It belonged to Jason before he died."

"I thought so!" Syd exclaimed. "He was a ranger wasn't he?"

Tommy nodded. "He was more than that. He was my friend."

"What happened to him." Sydney asked.

"He had cancer. They caught it too late. He was a good fighter and I know that he would be proud that you have his car."

"Really? Why?"

"That car is over sixty years old. It's a fighter just like he was. If it should belong to anyone I can't think of a better person than you." Tommy said with a smile. "You better be getting back it's getting late and it will take you an hour to get there."

Sydney nodded. "Okay. It was good seeing you, Tommy. You really need to come and visit us again."

"Okay," he said as he walked her to the car. " I'll keep in touch."

Smiling she gave him another hug before she got in and drove off.

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Tommy wasn't lying when he said it was getting late. The sun had already set and she could already see stars in the sky. Sighing she reached over to turn on the music, but the car beat her to it. Syd shook off the uneasy feeling she had and concentrated on the road, yet she could have sworn she saw a man riding along with her out of the corner of her eye.