Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers Dino Charge. This story is fan-made.

"The nerve of him!" Chase cried out as he snatched a letter from Kendall's hand and tossed it to the floor. Up to this point, the night had been going well. Kendall managed to wrap up her day at the museum at the same time as his shift in the Cafe ended. Chase took her out to dinner just the two of them. He noticed more and more that the purple Ranger would open up to him more so than she would the others and it was nice for him to think that he was special. The aloof Ms. Morgan; the bitchy boss was actually a soft, caring, kind person and she felt comfortable enough around him to let her guard down and be vulnerable.

He noticed more and more that he did the same with her. Generally he was a bit forgetful, he was always late, and a little irresponsible. For Kendall, and around Kendall, he was always at his best. He listened when she spoke to him, making sure to remember little details about her. He was always on time, even for work now because he didn't want to burden her. He took pride in himself for her. She brought out the best in him.

After dinner they walked back to her apartment, stopping for ice-cream on the way. Once they were back, Kendall saw an envelope had been left just outside her door. It was addressed to her, but there was no return address, no stamp, and no indication on the envelope of who the letter was from.

Curiosity was strength as well as a weakness for the purple Ranger. It had done as much good for her as it had done wrong. Kendall couldn't resist finding out the contents of the envelope. She regretted opening it once she recognized her father's handwriting.

However, she couldn't discard the letter. The last time she had seen her father, he had been trying to steal money from her. Even worse, he had left her with a dangerous man who had every intention of killing her, in order to pay off his debt. She wondered what her father could possible need from her that would give him the courage to reach out to her after what he did.

So she read the letter. Then she gave it to Chase. His response was to throw it away.

"He's got some nerve..."

"I can't ignore it," Kendall told him, picking the letter up and looking it over again.

"He basically left you for dead," Chase reminded her. "I think you can do the same for him."

Kendall read the letter and felt her heart being tugged in two directions. On the one hand, Chase was right. Her father never cared for her well-being. He barely qualified as a father when he had been in her life. As soon as he left, it was like she never existed. He dismissed all her letters, ignored the calls from Child Services, kept her in foster care, took her money, tried to steal from her, then left her in the hands of a dangerous man.

She owed him nothing.

On the other hand, she was better than her father. Despite her first impression, she genuinely cared for other people. She risked her life on a daily basis to protect the planet from evil aliens. She worked night and day to ensure her fellow Rangers were well protected an armed in battle. As a boss, she was constantly making sure that the museum and cafe were safe and warm environments for her staff and customers.

When people needed her, she could be proud of the fact that she wouldn't let them down. Unlike her father, she wanted to be dependable. She didn't want to turn into the person who called an eye for an eye. Sure, her father was a bad man, but the best way she could get the better of him was to show her that she had turned into a good person in spite of his absence.

She didn't need him. Ironically, he needed her.

"I've got to do it."

Chase snatched the letter from her hand and looked to her pleadingly. "You're not thinking right. Maybe that was a little too much wine with dinner..."

"It was one glass," Kendall rolled her eyes. "My judgment is not impaired."

"You don't owe him anything."

"I owe it to myself," Kendall told Chase, who continued to look at her worriedly.

"I don't want to see you getting hurt," he said. "Kendall, every time you've seen your father, you get upset or he does something to hurt you. You don't deserve this."

"I never said I did," Kendall stated firmly, looking to Chase with that expression that indicated she had made her decision and wouldn't budge. Not without great force, at least.

"At least think about it?" he asked her. "Sleep on it? Consider the pros and cons? Who you'll really be helping? You don't just give a kidney and walk away. You'll be out for weeks," Chase saw with that point, Kendall's stubbornness was starting to fall. He was getting her to consider her decision at least. "Heckyl is still out there, and that means Snide is still a threat. We can't be short a Ranger for the summer."

Kendall looked to the letter in Chase's hand, "I guess we can call the Prince to..."

"He can't build weapons."

"I could continue to work..."

"Not right away," Chase told her. Kendall sighed loudly. She took the letter again and read it over. Chase watched, hoping he had found a way to make her reconsider. "You'll be giving him what he wants, you know."

"I don't care about him."

"Then why are you considering giving him a kidney?" Chase asked.

"It would be for me," Kendall looked up at him. "It would be to prove to myself that, other than DNA, I am nothing like my father."

"You're not."

"I can do what's right. I can put my feelings aside for the wellbeing of someone else. Even if I don't care about them."

"What about the rest of us? Kendall, there's no replacing you on the team. Even temporarily," Chase told her. "Please, at least..."

"I'll think about it," Kendall promised him and kissed him gently before taking the letter into her room and shutting the door. Chase sighed loudly. She hadn't reconsidered, but at least she was going to give her decision a good think before she came up with a final answer. She was the smartest person he knew. He felt that as long as she did think about this decision, she would come to the right answer.