Author Note: Here's another drabble that's stuck in my head. You know what to do.

Disclaimer: The following characters that are being portrayed in this story are not mine. They belong to Saban or Disney. Though, my avid imagination lets me borrow them for a short period of time.

It was a warm spring afternoon, he was carrying flowers to someone he truly loved and cared about. As he walked through the gravesite, he found himself looking at the grave where his beloved laid to rest.

"Hi sweetie, I brought you something today." He said in a whisper as he touched her epitaph as he traced around the name so familiar to him.

As he placed the flowers onto the ceramic vase, he looked at her picture that was above it. He looked at it and gave a faint smile as he looked at the picture of a woman that he once knew.

"The kids are in school today, so I guess they wanted me to talk to you." He continued to whisper.

He remembered it like it was yesterday, her touch, her smile and her voice were memories stuck in his mind. He looked at the little ceramic angels that sat on top of her grave. It was a gift from her family to his that gently rested above her name.

"Bella's getting so big, you should see her. She has your smile. Then, there's Gabe. You should see him sweetie; he's learning to say words that only I could imagine. Most of all, everyone including Tommy misses you, but sis I miss you more." He began to tear as he looked at the grave site.

Suddenly, a voice came from the sky. The young man shielded his eyes from the glowing light as he saw an angel appearing over him.

"Who are you?" The man asked covering his eyes.

"Don't you recognize me?" The female asked, looking at him as she pulled his hands away from me.

The young woman revealed her image to the man as he gasped looking at her.

"Jason, it's me Kimberly." The young girl replied looking at him.

"I don't know what to say." Jason answered, shaking in shock.

"Sis, if there was only a way to protect you from Zedd's wrath during the time of the crash of the Megazords." He teared as he looked at his friend's angelic form.

"You and Tommy did everything you could. Lord Zedd was too powerful during my last battle. His evilness was too strong." She said as she sat down holding her face.

"Kim, don't worry about it. We will do our best to protect this planet from danger and defend it from all its goodness." He said nodding.

With her last words, a ring from heaven had signaled Kimberly to come back.

"I must go. Treat Katherine well, she loves you. Tell Tommy and the kids I love them very much and I miss them dearly." She said in reply touching Jason's hand.

"When will we see you again Kim?" Jason asked in concern.

"Someday, but look into the stars at night, I'll be singing a song for you and everyone." Kim said smiling.

As her angelic form drifted into the sun, Jason began to cry. Kimberly sat on a cloud watching her best friend and team mate cry himself with sorrow. Instantly, a tap on the shoulder from a familiar face cured Jason from crying.

"Uncle Jason, are you okay?" A small child said looking at him.

"Bella, oh-my-gosh, is it good to see you." Jason said as he embraced his eight-year old niece.

"Daddy said you were here, so Aunt Kat and Uncle Rocky came with me." She said hugging her uncle tightly.

Jason smiled and returned the hug.

"I miss Mommy." She said as she began to tear.

"I do kiddo, I do too." He nodded taking his niece by the hand. "What do you want to do today?"

"Hmmm…I say, let's go to the park, go on the swings, and have a picnic with Daddy and with everyone else!" The eight-year old girl giggled swinging her uncle's hand.

Kimberly watched as her daughter bonded with her uncle. She smiled sweetly and blew a kiss through the heavens.