Justin waddled around his bedroom in deep thought, wondering about different things.

He was so in thought that he didn't notice that he'd knocked over a box before he heard it hit the ground.

"Blast it..." He uttered before he tried picking up the papers and photos that had fallen out.

He winced when he picked up the one which was the most far away from the box.

His back was killing him so he had to sit down; he did this mostly these days.


He turned the piece of paper over to reveal a photograph of a boy and a girl. Twins.

The girl was wearing a lavender hoodie with a Z on the sleeve.

She was also wearing a red backwards fitted cap with a pink A sewn on the back.

The boy in the photo was wearing a blue t-shirt with an orange rim around the neck to match the sewn on sleeve orange J.

He was holding the girl close and the girl was hugging him with one arm while the other was thrust out behind the boy with an aqua lollypop in hand.


Justin smiled at the picture and rubbed his stomach as he felt the life within move.

"Hey sweetheart, this picture I got in my hand is of me and your mom on our last birthday, boy did we have fun that day, your mom actually played a prank on your Uncle Tommy, remember, the one I told you about? The hair one? It was all her fault and we had a good laugh about it."

He sighed when he felt his little girl push against his hand.


A tear fell down his cheek as he started talking again.

"I wish your mom was here you know she'd make everything alright and tell me we'd make it though, just like she used to."

He started crying as he thought about her mom and how prefect she was.

"God, why did she have to kill Zordon instead of Andros? Why did she die with him? Why Liz, why did you leave me? I need you, we need you, everyone needs you, especially me!"

He felt an ice cold touch around his shoulders, but he ignored it, just like he ignored everything except his little girl now.


He lied down on his bed, still crying.

He closed his eyes as he sobbed.

He felt someone stoke their fingers and a very cold hand rest on his bulging stomach, rubbing circles in a soothing manner.

He felt awareness slipping away, but before he was asleep, he whispered 5 words he'd been saying for a while.

"I miss you Lizzie baby."

"I miss you too honey." Came a reply before he fell in darkness.