Never Let Go
Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers.
Summary: Sequel to "Can't Let Go." Read that first. After tragedy strikes, can Ashley and Andros find their way back to each other.
Reviewers: Thanks for all your reviews on Can't Let Go! The wait is over!
Prologue
Earth
Ashley practically bounced around her new house. Since they won the battle over evil and the ranger's identities were revealed, things had changed.
Along with the job offers, NASADA thought it was only fitting to supply the rangers with housing and anything else they would need. Everything was falling perfectly into place.
It had been a little over a month since she left Andros behind on KO-35 and tonight he would be coming home to her and they could start their lives together. Their wedding was in two weeks; both she and Andros wanted to be married as soon as possible. Karone and Zhane would be on a shuttle in a few more days and they would all be together again. Since Andros was heading the IGC, it was for political reasons that he had to be on the maiden voyage of the Voyager.
Ashley didn't mind one bit. If it brought Andros home sooner, it was fine with her. She'd missed feeling his presence in her mind. She always had a sense of him, but he was too far away for her to really feel him, but the closer he got, the more she felt. He was closer than he'd been in a longer time.
She'd just finished making sure everything was in order upstairs, when it hit, a pain like nothing she'd ever felt before traveled through her body. And in that moment, she knew it wasn't her own pain. "Andros." And as quickly as the pain came, it left. "No."
Ashley could only cry as her home link signaled. She forced her self to answer, and when Karone's tear stained face appeared on screen; she knew. "Karone, no."
"We felt it too Ashley." She sobbed. "The Voyager's gone. Andros is gone."
Ashley dropped to her knees…and screamed.
Planet Taurus
"Did you see that?" A young boy yelled to an older man. "It fell near the beach." He pointed and made a run for the site of the crash.
"Trenton stop!" The man called to his son.
"Wow! I thinks it's an evacuation pod, like the one's we see on some of the ships you repair." Trenton responded, too excited to hear his father.
"What the hell happened here?" Zavier knelt beside the pod. "It's only made for one or two people." He stated as he studied the pod and pressed the release button on the side. The pod hissed open. His breath caught in his throat and he was sent back to a place he didn't want to go, to pain he didn't want to feel. "Stay there, Trenton." He warned his son.
"Is he dead, dad?" Trenton asked sadly.
Zavier reached out to check the young man in the pod's pulse and gasped when the young man's eyes popped open and his hand wrapped around Zavier's. "It's okay, son. You're gonna be okay." He was slightly amazed that the young man's grip was so strong, considering the shape his body was in. The young man's breathing was ragged as if every breath he took was a struggle. "Trenton, go get your mother and tell her to call for help. Now!" He added when his son hesitated.
He watched his son run back to the house and turned his attention to the young man before him. The man looked as if he were trying to say something. "Calm down now." He said soothingly. "What are you trying to tell me?" He leaned down and listened.
"Ashley." The word was whispered, but Zavier heard it clearly. Just uttering the word took his last ounce of strength as he passed out before Zavier.
Zavier looked at their connected hands and noticed that something was wrapped around the young man's hand. A necklace, with a gem he wasn't familiar with, but he had a sinking feeling that it belong to this Ashley. And given the condition the young man was in, he wasn't sure this Ashley survived.
(A/N: So this was a little teaser and I know some of you are going to be mad at me, but calm down. I promise the story is going to be good and everything will work out as it should…maybe. Lol!)