Disclaimer: If they were mine, this wouldn't be the last season.
A/N: Follows Bonds Renewed, features SOME Trio as trio, but not that much, really.
Summer made her way downstairs with a sigh, over one shoulder was her jewelry making kit. It wasn't late, only about one am, but everyone was safely asleep for a change. Everyone but her, she thought, settling down at the kitchen island. Out of her bag came a roll of plastic jewelry string, and then two cases of beads, one full of beads that were larger and somewhat masculine in appearance; while the other was full of beads that were smaller and feminine. Last was the case with fasteners, needle nose pliers and a pair of scissors.
Summer closed her eyes for a moment as she let her fingers caress the beads. Making jewelry was an art, and required a calm mind and heart; turmoil would only block her creative activities. As she started to lay out a black and gold pattern for Gem's necklace, she heard the familiar hiss of the training room door behind her. "Ranger Yellow," Dr K said, sounding as close to startled as Summer had ever heard her.
"Hi," Summer said, she turned and gave the scientist a smile, "I didn't think anyone else would be up."
"Is something wrong?" Dr K asked as she entered the kitchen.
"No," Summer said, trying to hide her smile. Although she would never tell anyone, she honestly thought that Dr K look adorable in her silk ABC pajamas and fluffy slippers. Of course, the remembered image of Dillon's utter shock upon seeing the slippers was a bonus. "I just couldn't sleep, so I decided to come down here and work on some jewelry."
"Are they for Gem and Gemma?" Dr K asked as her hand reached up to touch the silvery, pearl necklace that Summer had made, with its silver charm that was the Chinese symbol for shark.
"Yes," Summer said, "I thought that I'd make them similar necklaces, only have the beads be different sizes. I've got some black, gold and silver ones that match." She fingered a bead in her assortment and then flicked it back into the pile of black ones.
"I think they'll like that," Dr K replied as she opened the fridge.
For a brief moment, Summer wondered if Dr K had ever had a close encounter with the fridge cannon. Although she dismissed the thought, Summer was reminded of something. "Dr K, may I ask a question?" Summer asked as she stirred up a compartment of beads.
"Yes, you may," Dr K replied, removing a carton of Flynn's soy milk.
"I always wondered," Summer said softly, "the night Dillon went out of control, we talked about the boys. When you asked who I thought was a ten, were you really referring to Dillon and Scott, or where you thinking of Ziggy?"
Dr K smiled slightly, which startled Summer, "I did think of Ziggy," Dr K admitted. "What about you; who did you think of?"
"Scott and Flynn," Summer replied without thinking about it. As she drew a few gold beads from their pile, she wondered if she could chose between the boys.
"Do you really mean both of them?" Dr K asked as she got a glass from the drying rack and poured her drink.
"Yes," Summer replied, flushing. "I love them both, and I don't think I could choose one over the other." She ducked her head and rearranged some of her beads.
Dr K opened her mouth to respond, but a cry of heart stopping fear filled the air, coming from Ziggy's bedroom. As Summer leaped to follow Dr K, the petite woman hit the stairs so fast it was almost as if she'd teleported. It was a good thing Ziggy slept with his door opened a tiny bit, Summer realized as she rushed to follow, or Dr K might have torn the door off the hinges to get to the Green Ranger.