Disclaimer: I don't own this! To bad, though, I'd be rich if I did.

AN) Power Rangers is becoming a guilty pleasure of mine, I can't belive it! Oh, well, enjoy!

Prologue

"…Yes, but I… No, I understand, I do, but… That was different, I don't support…" Anton Mercer let out an aggravated sigh, "Let me discuss it with my son first. I'll get back to you." he all but slammed down the phone, these people would simply not leave him alone! He did not like being out talked and interrupted like that!

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Trent said, coming out of no where.

Anton jumped, "How long have you been standing there? Do you want me to have a heart attack?" he asked joking, though he was slightly perturbed at how easily Trent managed to scare him. After the incident with Mesagog had been taken care of, Anton and Trent had taken great steps toward understanding each other. Anton had been forgiven by anyone who knew of the situation, as well, because they all understood that what happened had not been his fault. There were still arguments amongst the extended family, but nothing serious, it was mostly just Conne, and even he seemed to be getting over it. All was actually going fairly well, but Anton was worried that this new issue could throw off the balance that they had all fought so hard to achieve.

"It's nothing, son." Anton replied, trying to sound like that's all it really was. Trying, being the operative word.

"Oh, come on, what's bugging you?" Trent persisted.

"Look, I didn't feel the need to mention it before, but since you caught me I don't suppose I have a choice. For about a month now, I have been contacted by the state foster service, they would like me, us," he stressed the word, "to take on a foster child. They think that they have a young girl that would do well in Reefside."

Trent looked shocked, "And you turned them down?" he cried incredulously.

"Well, I didn't really think it was a good idea right now."

"Think about it, your whole job is about helping people. You took me in to help me, to give me a home. Why can't you take on one more, and only for a little while!"

Anton was surprised, "So, you really want to do this? You're absolutely sure?" Trent nodded vigoruosly, "Alright," he replied nervously, "I'll call them back in a bit, and see what I can do to help." Trent smiled.

"Why are you so worried, it'll only be for a couple of months, right?"

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AN) So what do you think? Is it a good idea, or is it to early to tell? Remember, this is only the prologue! The Chapters will be longer! Please Review, and I'll get the first chapter up as soon as possible.