I actually came upon the idea for this fic when I had this really odd dream of going back in time and living my high school years over again. Substitute the PR world for a twist wacky enough to kick you in the mouth, and here we are. Instant fic. But don't worry, this isn't a Mary Sue. I promise. I could never hope to be as cool as this girl is.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story, and if you don't mind, I'd really appreciate feedback on this. (If only to know if anyone actually read this.) I always welcome constructive criticism, and love to find out if a story actually draws people in or just really bombed. So please, if you read this, take a moment and tell me what you think.

Summary: Third Season MMPR AU. When their friend and teammate is mysteriously replaced with her interdimensional twin, the Rangers are faced with a stranger in their midst. Will they grow to trust this woman so much like their friend and yet so different at the same time? Will she be able to form the bonds with her new friends necessary to keep the Earth safe? Will the Rangers ever find a way to make things right again? And if so, what will that mean to the Ranger who will find his match in the doppelganger?

Spoilers: Everything up to A Potion Notion.

Disclaimer: I own Alex DeSantos/Sara Williams, but sadly, other than the plot of this thing, that is all I own. According to the stories I've read, PR actually belongs to Disney now, which is kind of ironic considering how 'kid friendly' they're supposed to be.

Chapter One: This is Weird, Even for Us

Jesus H. Christ, I woke up with the headache from hell. It took me a few minutes to realize that I didn't recognize the ceiling of the room I was in. It was seamed metal and I immediately thought of the Astro MegaShip from Power Rangers. That thought made me chuckle softly as I sat up slowly and glanced around.

It looked like some kind of mini emergency room. There were three beds lined up against the wall, including the one I was lying on near the door. The shelves lining the wall I was facing were filled with various medical supplies, from bandages to bags of saline. Realizing that if I was in here, I must be hurt somehow, I looked down to find my chest wrapped in bandages from just above my belly button to inches from my neck.

No fucking way. My stomach was flatter than a pancake and for the first time, I could feel my hipbones. My current appearance was forgotten however, when I heard the faint sound of someone yelling. I knew it was a yell, because otherwise there was no way I would be able to hear it with the door closed. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and struggled to my feet, nearly screaming out as pain surged through my chest.

Kami damn it, what the fuck happened to me? My curiosity far outweighed my injuries, so I pushed the pain to the back of my mind and stumbled to the door. I studied it carefully, searching for the controls to open it. Seeing only a large button to the right of the door, I shrugged and palmed it. The door slid open immediately and I stepped through it, jumping when I heard it 'whoosh' shut behind me. I looked over my shoulder at it, shrugged, and followed the raised voices. I arrived just in time to see one boy shove another roughly.

"God damn it Tommy, it's one thing to be suicidal, but it's another ball game to get someone else hurt." the instigator said through clenched teeth. "Alex is in there with half a dozen broken ribs because of what you got her into."

The taller boy just stood there as his companion hurled that accusation at him. Why the hell isn't he defending himself? Alex. There wasn't anyone else in the room with me. Could he mean me? If he does, I need to stop this right now before someone gets hurt physically...or emotionally. It's amazing how quickly pain can fade when something's at stake. I was between the boys before I even realized it and glared at the shorter teen.

"That's enough." I snapped. "It's no one's fault but the person that hurt me." I wasn't about to let the other boy off the hook either. I turned to him and poked him in the chest roughly. "And you. You're more than old enough to stand up for yourself." That finished, I looked around the room at the others there. "Now would someone please tell me what the fuck I'm doing here?"

Hmm. I'm guessing this 'Alex' doesn't lose her cool very often. Well too bad, because my nerves are stretched to their limit and I want answers now.

"Um, Alex?" a handsome boy of Asian decent asked hesitantly. "Are you all right?"

"Hell no, I'm not all right. My head feels like a marching band is stomping across it, my chest hurts like hell, I have no idea how I got hurt in the first place, let alone ended up here, and I have no clue as to why everyone is calling me Alex. So excuse me if I'm a little bitchy."

My long-winded rant made a whole new pain blossom in my chest and I cradled my ribs gently, tears coming to my eyes. I have to give the boy credit, because although I had just bitched him out, he came over and gently helped me into a wheelchair that had suddenly appeared beside me. I saw his companions exchange a knowing look out of the corner of my eye and narrowed my eyes. Did I miss something here?

A petite brunette girl broke my thoughts. "You don't know who you are?"

"Correction. I know who I am, I just don't know why you think I'm someone else."

"Who are you then?" a blond boy with glasses asked me. I rolled my eyes at his test.

"I'm Sara Elizabeth Williams. I was born, raised, and live in Kerrville, Texas. My mother's name was Catherine Marie Lee Johnson Williams Scott. My father's name is Harold Anthony Williams. I currently live at 1605 Sycamore Street. I dropped out of college after one year. I turned 20 just over a month ago. And I could seriously use a Percodan right now."

I felt a pinprick in my arm and looked over just in time to see a robot withdraw a needle. The medicine worked quickly and the pain faded away to a just discernable twinge.

"Thanks." I smiled gratefully. Something had been eating at me ever since I came upon this group and I finally figured out what it was. "Oh my Kami."

"What is it?" the boy at my side (which I had finally realized was Adam) asked, putting a hand on my shoulder in concern.

I shook my head. "You're going to think I'm crazy. I think I'm crazy."

"Try me." he insisted.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." I paused and took a deep breath. "I just realized something." I started awkwardly.

"What is it?" Kimberly asked gently.

I took another deep breath before I answered. "I just realized that I know who you are and where I am. I-I still don't know who this Alex is." I added quickly. "But...oh fuck, this is nuts."

Rocky came over to kneel in front of me and took my hands in both of his. "You can tell us."

Odd. Although I've always thought Steve Cardenas was cute, and once had a crush on his character, I wasn't nervous around him like I am with other guys. I had a feeling that we never had and never would have a relationship in this dimension.

"Okay, here goes." I looked down at our joined hands while I continued. "I think I'm in another dimension. There's no other way to explain this. This feels too real to be a dream and there's no way in hell I can be in my dimension, because...because you guys and this place are fiction there. Characters on a television show." I laughed wryly. "I know it sounds crazy, and it probably is..."

"But you do know who we are?" Tommy, who had been quiet up until then, asked.

I looked up at him and was surprised to see understanding on his face. Then I realized that they had seen some pretty crazy things in their Ranger careers. Interdimensional travel wouldn't be a stretch to them, considering that their mentor is projecting from another dimension.

I smiled gratefully at him, then blushed. "Yeah. I'm a big fan of the show."

"What's wrong with that?" Adam asked curiously.

I blushed harder. "It's a children's show." I explained.

"So? Being a kid at heart isn't a crime. Look at Rocky." he pointed out.

I had to agree with that. "Point taken." Something occurred to me and my brows furrowed.

"What is it?" Rocky asked.

"This is weird."

"Well I can see how being in another dimension would freak you out." Kim sympathized.

"No, not that. I was just wondering why I was sent to this particular time in this dimension."

"What do you mean?" Adam asked.

"You guys haven't been on the show in years. It isn't even based in Angel Grove anymore."

Kim looked confused. "Why would Rita and Zedd attack another city?"

"Rita and Zedd have long since ceased to be a threat. Master Org is the one trying to take over the world right now."

"Master Org?" Zordon boomed. "How?" he demanded.

"A human scientist discovered the last remnants of Master Org while trying to find Animaria twenty years ago. All that were left were some seeds. He ate them to get revenge on the people he was working with. Now he's trying return the planet to the orgs."

"Then Princess Shayla is awake?"

"Yes. The five animal spirits on the Animarium have chosen five humans to fight the orgs. The leader of the Wild Force Power Rangers is the child of the two scientists killed by the new Master Org."

"We were killed?" Aisha asked.

"Oh no, you are all very much alive."

"Then what happened to us?" Tommy demanded.

"I'm not sure..." I started.

Rocky tugged on my hand and I looked down at him. "Please Sara." he pleaded.

I bit my lip and looked up at Zordon for advice. "Zordon? If I tell them what happened, will it change the future?"

"There's no way to know Sara. Your presence here may have already changed the timeline."

I sighed. I guess it's too late to worry about that now. "Not all of you left by choice." I warned them. "Some of you left under ugly circumstances."

"We understand." Tommy spoke for all of them.

I know he was thinking that he had lost his powers again, but I decided to start with the earliest. "The first one of you to leave was Kimberly. She received the chance of a lifetime and moved to Florida to train with a famous gymnastics coach for the Pan Global Games."

"Oh wow." Kim squealed.

I smiled and continued, "The next was Aisha. Rita's father decided to join in attacking the Earth and he turned back time, turning all of you to children. Zordon sent all but Billy on individual quests for a shard of a very powerful crystal. Aisha, you landed in Africa during a very dangerous plague affecting the animals. When you found the crystal in the possession of one of your relatives, you sent an orphaned girl you met on your journey back in your place, deciding to lend your veterinary skills to the village."

"Cool." Aisha breathed.

Billy raised his hand awkwardly. "Excuse me, but why didn't I go on a quest?"

Talk about a difficult question, I sighed inwardly. "When Master Vile turned you to children, you invented a device that used the Power coins to return you to your correct age. Otherwise you wouldn't be able to use them. The device was a success, but you were the only one to use it before Goldar destroyed the Power coins. You didn't go on the quest because there were only five crystals, and you were needed in the Command Center anyway. I'm sorry."

Billy looked troubled, but he tried to shrug off my concern. "Thank you for telling me the truth."

"It gets worse I'm afraid. Since there were only five crystals, you made the decision to give yours to Tanya, the girl that came back in Aisha's place. You felt that you would be of better use in the Power Chamber full time. This is just an opinion, but I think you threw yourself into inventing to get over the loss of the Power. You invented most of the zords for the new Power, and just a few new weapons. But unfortunately, a side effect of the Regenerator caused you to age rapidly. Cestro, the Blue Aquitian Ranger, invented a device to reverse the aging process, but it only worked for a short time. So the decision was made that you would go back to Aquitar with him and his niece Cestria to get treatment from the Eternal Falls there. It worked and you were young again, but you decided to stay on Aquitar with Cestria. Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't know what the hell you were thinking. I mean, a guy with a fear of fish should not move to a planet full of water."

"Just what I was thinking." he murmured.

"This is just a theory, but I think you were just tired of being in the background while everyone else got to be heroes. I don't think you were very happy just inventing and getting the others out of jams. And don't anyone take this the wrong way, but you all who were still there used him big time." I said bluntly. "You took him for granted and he got sick of it. So he left. I seriously doubt he actually went to Aquitar, but I think he did leave Angel Grove."

"I-I can't believe we did that." Rocky whispered.

"I'm sure you didn't mean to, but when Billy stopped holding the Power, you just didn't know how to talk to him anymore. I guess you didn't want to hurt his feelings or remind him of what he missed. Especially when the Gold Power refused him."

Shit! I didn't mean to bring that up! I clapped a hand over my mouth, wincing.

"The what?" everyone said in unison.

I sighed. "Prince Trey of Triforia, the Gold Ranger, came to Earth to help you against Mondo and Machina. But he left for a short time, and a group of bounty hunters called the Varox shot his ship down, causing it to crash into an ocean on Aquitar. The Aquitian Rangers rescued him, but the atmosphere couldn't sustain him for long. He was sent to Earth and you guys were sent to pick him up. Since he was not supposed to reveal his identity, he split into the three personalities that make up every Triforian. He could not hold the Gold Power while he was divided, so plans were made to transfer the Power to Billy before it was too late. The Power refused him because the explosion that destroyed the Command Center sent a jolt of negative protons into his body. Which was a load of bull, because there's no such thing. I have no idea why Billy told you guys that, or what really happened, but he did."

"So who became the Gold Ranger then?" Kim asked, confused.

Damn, damn, damn! Kami, I didn't want to ruin things more than I already had, but it was too late. "Jason." I admitted with a sigh.

"Jason?" everyone shouted.

"Jason." I confirmed tiredly. All of a sudden I wanted to go back to sleep. How do I tell them that Jason nearly died? That Zordon sacrificed himself to destroy all the evil in the universe and it came back anyway?

I guess Adam could see the fatigue in my face, because he shook his head when Tommy opened his mouth to speak. "Sara, you should get some rest. I'm sure your ribs are killing you."

I smiled gratefully at him. "Now that you mention it..."

Adam started to wheel me out of the control room, but when we passed Tommy, I murmured, "Wait." Adam obediently stopped and I reached out to touch Tommy's arm. He looked down at me and I slid my hand down to clutch his hand lightly. I squeezed it gently. "You didn't lose your powers." I assured him quietly. "You stepped down, yes, but only because it was the right time. You were the one who chose your successor."

"Thank you." he whispered.

I nodded quietly and signaled Adam to continue. I was too tired to argue as he helped me into the bed, so I simply smiled gratefully at him and patted the spot next to me on the bed. He obliged me and I rested my head against his shoulder.

"Adam?" I murmured.

"Yeah?"

My voice was hesitant. "Could you...I don't think I can..."

"What is it?" he asked gently, putting an arm around me.

"I don't want to be alone." I whispered finally. "Could you stay here with me tonight? Please?"

"Of course. This place does get kinda creepy when Alpha and Zordon turn in for the night."

I could definitely see that. I yawned and tried to make myself comfortable on the tiny cot without pushing Adam off. Sensing my problem, he gently pulled me in front of him and wrapped his arms loosely around my waist. I moved my head so that my temple rested against his neck and closed my eyes.

"Adam?" I asked sleepily. "What's Alex like?"

"I've known her all my life. She's funny, smart, beautiful, compassionate, strong, and as tough as any boy is. But she became a Ranger much like Tommy did. Under Rita's spell. But we didn't free her in time to keep her from killing anyone. Having a death on her conscience has just about destroyed her. It's like she's a shell of what she was. Deep inside, she's a mess."

"Poor Alex." I murmured, half-asleep. "I hope she's doing all right."

"Me too." I heard him say as I gave in to the Sandman.