Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were. Anyway this is a first for me. This is a slash fic. Yes, that's right, slash. Angel Mouse has ventured to the dark side, the world won't be the same again! Sorry, couldn't resist. Anyway, it's not overt slash, I don't write like that. But it is a Bridge/Sky fic. This is the first ever slash fic I have written - well apart from the stuff I'm working on with MzDany but that's another story and another fic - so I'm going to be really interested in everyone's reviews, so please tell me what you think. Anyway thanks go to MzDany for beta reading this for me and also helping me with the title. For once, I was stumped on a title. Everyone please enjoy. Angel Mouse, February 2006.

Stakeout Revelations

by Angel Mouse

Boredom was starting to set in and Bridge looked around for something, anything to do. Sky was currently out getting them some food for their supper and the surveillance gear was busily recording everything automatically. Bridge already had it programmed to sound a soft alarm if any movement was detected from their currently sleeping quarry. He and Sky had been assigned to watch a known weapons smuggler to gather evidence against him. New, illegal alien weapons had suddenly begun appearing on the streets, making them more dangerous than they had a right to be. So far, SPD had been unable to track them down until Piggy had given them a tip inadvertently. So Cruger had dispatched the four Rangers in two separate teams to watch the suspect. Syd and Z were watching him from the other side of the block, from an abandoned warehouse whereas Bridge and Sky were watching him from across the street from an old apartment block that had seen better days. But its residents were the type of people that didn't ask questions and didn't care to. They had a direct view into the suspect's rooms whereas the girls had a direct view of the weapons cache but they needed more evidence before they could make a move.

They had been at this for almost five days now and boredom was definitely setting in during this long stakeout. Bridge had read all the computer magazines he'd brought with him. He'd done the book of puzzles and crosswords that he had found when they had first arrived and searched the run down apartment. He'd even cleaned the apartment he was that bored, but once again he found himself with nothing to do. He found himself wishing for Sky to hurry up. They'd brought food with them but that quickly had became boring and both the male Rangers had found themselves craving pizza so Sky had volunteered to go get it. Bridge had to smile slightly at Sky's insistence on going. Even though they had been promoted, he still sometimes got over protective of Bridge, of all of them really. Bridge didn't mind as it was sweet but sometimes it could be annoying. But today he hadn't felt like going out and to be honest, the part of town they were in wasn't that friendly and Bridge's naturally friendly outlook and naive personality would make him a target for all sorts. He could take care of himself but that would give away their presence so he had decided to stay indoors today.

Bridge looked up as the door opened and a smile appeared on his face inadvertently as Sky walked in, carrying a couple of boxes and a bag with what looked like a couple of bottles of soda and a few other things. Sky grinned at Bridge as he closed the door, locking it behind him. Bridge stood up and went over to help him, brushing Sky's hand with his gloved hand as he took the pizza boxes. He didn't see the flash of joy that went through Sky's eyes at the very casual seeming contact.

"Wow, these smell great Sky, wherever did you find a pizza place around here?" Bridge looked up, a wide smile on his face as he sat the pizza's down on the table. Sky grinned as he set the bag down and began unpacking it.

"I cheated." Bridge jerked his head up, surprise on his face.

"You cheated. Mister by the book Red Ranger himself cheated." Sky blushed slightly, something Bridge suddenly realised he'd been doing a little bit more in his presence lately. Perhaps it meant Sky was finally relaxing into his role as Red Ranger. Sky gave him a sheepish smile as he opened one of the bottles and handed it to Bridge.

"Yes I know. I cheated. I rang Jack and asked him did he know a good pizza place around here and he not only knew of one, went and got them himself because he knew the owner and got me a discount." Bridge grinned and opened the pizza boxes, shaking his head as he did.

"You never cease to amaze me Sky, you really don't." Bridge kept grinning as he grabbed a piece of the pizza and plonked himself down on the raggedy looking lounge suite, munching happily into the pizza, the bottle of coke having been sat down at his feet.

Sky watched him for a few moments while absently picking up a piece of pizza himself. He went and sat down in the chair opposite Bridge and began eating his pizza. He quietly began studying Bridge over the top of his pizza, watching the way he was eating it, trying not to get his leather gloves messy but not succeeding in the slightest. He looked so cute trying to lick cheese off his glove that Sky couldn't help the gentle warm smile that appeared on his face. Where did that thought come from? Since when did I think Bridge was cute eating pizza? Hang on, since when did I think Bridge was cute? Sky had found himself watching Bridge a lot more than he normally did lately, especially since they had gotten their promotions and he was at a loss to understand why. They had been roommates for almost three years, had been through some trying times together and since he had moved into single quarters that he was entitled to as Red Ranger he found that he missed his unorganised roommate.

He missed Bridge saying 'five more minutes Sky' of a morning when he tried to wake him for training. He missed finding Green coloured towels and clothes strewn all over their shared bathroom. He missed 'buttery' toast appearing at all hours of the day and night. He also missed the long talks they sometimes had in the middle of the night when neither of them could sleep. He missed watching how Bridge's hair would look in the morning – like a bird's nest that never seemed to settle down – no matter how much he tried to get it to. He missed Bridge's brown eyes filling up with pain because of the physic overload he had been feeling the entire day. He missed the times when because of that pain, Bridge would wake up screaming from nightmares and he'd hold him, bringing him back to himself. Bridge had told him once that Sky's focus and drive made his aura and personality very stable and was good for his own emotional stability when he had trouble. Sky finished his pizza as he watched Bridge get up and bring the box over; setting it down on the small crate that was on the floor between the two chairs. He took another piece and began merrily chomping into it and Sky smiled, picking up his coke and sipping it a moment, wondering where the thoughts he was suddenly having had come from.

It wasn't like he wasn't seeing Bridge at all. They worked together each day, they were still Rangers together and they were best friends. So why did Sky suddenly feel like a part of himself was missing when Bridge wasn't around? Why am I feeling this way? Bridge is my best friend, nothing more. Sky sighed and took another piece of pizza, pushing the puzzle to the back of his mind where he would chew it over until he figured it out. But for the moment, he'd just enjoy being with Bridge and spending time with his best friend. Bridge was merrily eating it and suddenly Sky couldn't help the burst of laughter that came from him as Bridge got cheese all over his gloves. Bridge looked up and moments later grinned sheepishly and then joined in the laughter. Sky got up and headed for the small kitchen sink.

"How did I know you were going to end up with cheese everywhere?" Sky wet a cloth and came over to sit next to Bridge. Bridge just grinned, putting down the left over piece of crust and looking at his best friend.

"Because you are good Sky, that's how." Sky just laughed again and picked up Bridge's gloved hand and began to wipe the cheese off. He didn't even realise he was doing it; it was just so natural for him to do it, so natural and nice to do something simple and gentle such as wiping Bridge's leather glove. He continued to gently wipe the cheese off, not seeing the searching look that Bridge was suddenly giving him.

"I swear Bridge you could get messy and dirty just getting up in the morning." Bridge just laughed, his eyes searching Sky's face for a moment. There was something there, some emotion he couldn't quite pin down. He pushed it to the back of his mind for the moment as Sky grabbed his other hand and looked up at him. Blue eyes met brown and for an instant there was something in Sky's eye's that made Bridge wonder what it was. Sky dropped his hand as if he suddenly realised something. "Here, you finish up, I need a bathroom break." Sky practically fled into the small bathroom in the ratty apartment, shutting the door behind him.

Bridge watched him go, his eyes now reflecting his confusion. He knew he could read Sky's aura but he didn't want to do that, that was unfair and he didn't like to see what the other's were thinking or feeling unless he had no choice. But why was Sky suddenly shy of physical contact with him? Had Sky picked up on his feelings for him? No, Sky hasn't worked out how I feel about him. To him I'm just a little brother, a best friend, someone that occasionally has to be looked after. He doesn't know that he fills my every waking thought in one way or another. Bridge sighed, finishing cleaning off the cheese from his gloves. He didn't know what to do. Sky obviously was freaked out by some things and perhaps closeness between two men was one of those things. Pushing back the hurt that those thoughts were causing Bridge absently threw the cloth back into the kitchen sink, picking his drink up. He'd just have to switch places with one of the girls tomorrow. Because I don't think I can take one more day being alone with him and not telling him how I feel. And I don't want to ruin our friendship. God, what am I going to do? Bridge sighed again and getting off the couch, headed over to the window and looked out at the subject they were watching. He was still sleeping the sleep of the dead and for a moment Bridge envied him. I don't know what to do. Part of me wants to throw him down and kiss the life out of him, the other part of me doesn't want to take the risk and ruin our friendship. Bridge absently ran a hand through his hair, a habit he had when he was distressed. One thing was for sure, he and Sky would have to talk, and it wasn't going to be one that he looked forward to.

Sky leaned back against the door, mentally cursing himself a hundred times over as he replayed the scene in his mind. Oh my god, I felt like kissing him! He is so beautiful and gorgeous and those eyes of his. I just wanted to take him in my arms and hold him tight. Sky's head jerked up as he realised what he had finally admitted to himself. A small grin suddenly appeared on his face as what he had been denying for a long time finally made it known in his heart. He had finally puzzled out the strange feelings he'd been having for a long time about Bridge. Heaven help us, I'm in love with Bridge. Just what am I going to do now? The logical part of him, the one that he had lived by practically all his life told him that he should just ignore these feelings, keep them to himself, and just remain friends with Bridge. But then his heart and his feelings, which more and more had been coming to the fore lately, told him that he had to turn around, go back out there and tell Bridge how he felt. Unsure what to do, Sky slid to the floor and put his head in his hands. Just how did he get himself in this situation? Bridge was like a brother to him. But he hasn't been for a long time, he's been your best friend, your rock and you've been his. He's always been open and honest with you. If he wanted to keep Bridge's friendship, he'd have to bury his feelings down deep, where Bridge would never find them. He just hoped his friend wouldn't pick up on his emotions right now, because right now they were all over the place. God Bridge, please forgive me. I can't help how I feel but I can try and keep a lid on it. For both our sakes, I don't want to hurt you. Sky buried his head in his hands, trying to get a hold of his feelings and bury them, but it wasn't easy.

Night had fallen and Sky had eventually ventured out of the bathroom after almost an hour in there. Bridge had given him a concerned look and asked was he okay. Sky had just replied with fine, his tone clipped and curt as he moved to the surveillance gear, so he missed the hurt expression that appeared on Bridge's face. Sighing, knowing that his chance with Sky was forever lost Bridge turned around and headed towards the small bedroom. It sounded like Sky had gone back to his old, closed off ways, back when they had first met. And it hurt more than he thought it could.

"Is it okay if you take the first half of the night please Sky? I'm feeling a bit tired." Bridge stopped, looking over at his shoulder at Sky. Sky didn't even look at him as he answered and that really hurt him deeply.

"Sure, get some sleep; tomorrow's going to be a long day." Bridge just nodded, closing his eyes a moment over the pain he was feeling in his heart. He turned his head and headed for the bedroom.

"Okay, thanks Sky. Goodnight."

"Night Bridge." Bridge shut the door behind him and then Sky looked up and if Bridge had been watching, he would have seen a single tear roll down Sky's cheek as the pain and loss began to overwhelm his heart. It had been hard, harder than he thought, but it was for the best. I hope.

Bridge's dreams were especially vivid that night. Disturbing and vivid in their horrors and the tormented heart of Bridge just wasn't prepared for how bad they were. It was some of the worst nightmares he had experienced in a very long time. Each dream was worst than the last and each dream involved Sky leaving him, getting hurt or in some of the worst ones, getting killed. His heart wanted what it wanted but his mind couldn't cope with the physic overload he was causing himself and the dreams became worse. Finally he started crying out and yelling in his sleep, thrashing about on the bed, trying to wake himself and having no luck.

Sky had been sitting in the dark, absently watching the gun runner as he made his deals and did his deals, making sure that everything was caught on tape. Hopefully this would finally be enough to convict him. But Sky knew they had to wait until all the players were together and they not only caught the gun smuggler, but those he was selling to. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a yell and Sky sprang to his feet, instinctively knowing what it was and what that cry meant. He threw open the bedroom door and began to make his way to Bridge's bedside when a cry stopped him cold.

"SKY! No! Don't leave me Sky! No!" Sky stumbled to the bedside and looked down at Bridge. Sweat was covering his body and he was thrashing about, moaning. He yelled again. "Sky! No! Don't take him, take me instead! I can't live without him! Sky!" Sky's heart broke then and there as he heard the anguish in Bridge's words, his desperate cries stabbed straight though Sky's heart and soul. Bridge's cries were heartbreaking to hear and he had to stop them. He hadn't even really registered what Bridge was saying, he just knew that he had to wake him. Sky sat himself carefully down on the bed and began to reach out when Bridge cried out one more time and this time it stopped Sky cold. "No! You can't have him! I love him!"

To say Sky was frozen in shook was an understatement. Finally what Bridge had been yelling registered on him. Bridge was dreaming that Sky was leaving him. And then there was his yell that he loved Sky. Sky looked at Bridge, really looked at him like he was seeing him for the first time and his heart swelled with love for the young man before him. Reaching out with both hands, Sky grabbed Bridge's shoulders and gently shook him.

"Bridge, come on buddy, time to wake up. Come on Bridge, I know you can do this." Bridge didn't respond, still tossing and turning and Sky was starting to have a hard time keeping him still. "Come on Bridge, wake up." Sky's voice caught in his throat, he hated to see Bridge like this. Bridge's hair was sticking to his forehead and his arms were lashing out, catching Sky slightly unawares but he ducked the blow in time. He grabbed Bridge's arms again and shook him gently. "Bridge! Wake up! Please Bridge, wake up. There's something I need to tell you." Sky could barely control the sobs that were threatening to overwhelm him. He hadn't seen Bridge this bad in a very, very long time and it was breaking his already shattered heart.

"No! Sky, please, don't leave me." Bridge's voice was broken with so much pain and Sky didn't even think about it, he pulled Bridge's thrashing body up to his and hugged Bridge hard, holding him, resting his head against Bridge's shoulder.

"I'll never leave you Bridge; you have my word on that. Come on Bridge, please, wake up." There was no response except that Bridge's violent movements settled down a little. Knowing that there was only really one way to get through to Bridge, Sky reached out and took one of Bridge's gloved hands in both of his. Still holding his body close, Sky reached out and undid the glove, sliding it off Bridge's hand. Taking a deep breath, Sky closed his eyes and leaned his head against Bridge's. "I hope this works." And with that, he took Bridge's bare hand in his, knowing that the contact of skin on skin would fully awaken Bridge's powers. Bridge had been fighting his mind, trying to escape the nightmares of his greatest fear but he wasn't having a lot of luck. He was aware of something suddenly comforting him, but he couldn't tell what or who. He couldn't feel anything above his own swirling emotions but then suddenly, someone else's emotions hit him like a ton of bricks.

Sky!

Sky was there, holding his hand in the real world, hoping to get through to Bridge. In his mind Bridge saw a beautiful rainbow of mainly red and blue light and he ran towards it, knowing instinctively it was Sky's presence. And then there was something else as he could closer to the light, to waking up from his nightmares. He could feel Sky's heart. And Sky loved him! That knowledge alone gave him the impetuous and strength he needed to finally wake up. He opened his eyes to find himself in Sky's arms, the Red Ranger cradling him against his strong chest. Bridge could hear soft sobbing and it was coming from Sky. Through there joined hands he could feel all Sky's love and worry for him. And for the first time in a long time he wasn't afraid to tell Sky what he felt.

"Hey Sky." Sky's head jerked up and stared at Bridge, relief and joy warred with each other in Sky's eyes as he searched Bridge's face.

"Are you alright? You scared me." Bridge gave him a small grin as their eyes met.

"I scared myself." The silence stretched out between them a long moment, each of them staring at the other. Finally Sky seemed to realise that he was still holding Bridge's hand.

"I'm sorry, it was the only way I could think of to wake you." He went to let go but found that Bridge had entangled there hands even further. He looked up at Bridge, confusion on his face. "Bridge, what's going on?" Bridge gave him a gentle smile and with his other hand he reached up and pushed a lock of hair from Sky's eyes. His own emotions had settled down to a dull roar and Sky's presence was a soothing, stabilising force and Sky's emotions were churning in time with his but Bridge could cope with the influx of the positive emotions.

"Sky, you don't know how long I've wanted to say this to you. And do this with you." With that, Bridge threw all caution to the wind and cupping Sky's face with his free hand he bent his mouth down towards Sky's. "I love you Sky Tate, and I always have." And with that, Bridge gently pressed his lips on Sky's. After a moment Sky's arms encircled Bridge as Bridge brought his other hand up to caress Sky's back. And then Sky began kissing him back, holding Bridge closer, kissing him with a passion that surprised them both. Finally they broke for air and resting their foreheads against each other's Sky finally spoke.

"I love you to Bridge. I don't know how it happened, or when, but tonight, tonight I just suddenly realised how much you mean to me. I don't want to loose you. I was afraid that you'd reject me." Bridge gave a soft laugh and looked Sky straight in the eye. Sky could see enormous love and joy in Bridge's eyes. And for once they didn't have the haunted look that they always seemed to have.

"I've been scared of the same thing. It's taken all my self control these last five days not to throw you down and kiss you senseless." Sky laughed then, holding Bridge close and grinning at him, his eyes drinking in Bridge's face.

"God we make a fine pair don't we." Bridge laughed, resting his head against Sky's chest, feeling safe and loved.

"I guess we do." Bridge had never felt this relaxed or this happy ever and he was enjoying the feeling. It was the most unique and beautiful feeling he had ever experienced in his trouble filled and occasionally hard life.

"I like that idea." Sky's voice was soft and thoughtful.

"Hmm, which one is that?" Bridge was tired now that his nightmares had been banished and he was content and happy, his voice slightly sleepy as he listened to the soft beating of Sky's heart.

"You know, throwing me down and kissing me senseless idea. I think I'd like to do that." Bridge opened his eyes, wide awake suddenly and then grinned as he looked up at Sky.

"Oh yeah?" Sky grinned down at him, love and joy in his own eyes and Bridge never thought he'd ever seen a more beautiful sight in his life.

"Yeah, I do. So what are you going to do about it?" There was a challenge in his eyes that Bridge couldn't resist.

"Oh I don't know, I'll think of something." And with that, he tried to launch himself at Sky but they ended up in a tangle of arms and legs lying flat on the bed. There faces mere inches apart Bridge stared into the eyes of the man he loved. "I love you Sky."

"I love you Bridge." Sky brought his face to Bridge's and gently kissed him, the kiss heating up with a passion that neither of them wanted to deny any more.