Disclaimer: I have never, nor will I ever own any part of Power Rangers, though the characters of Samantha, Rebecca, and Chris Travis are my own creations. This is just for pure fun.

Summary: Kim is married to the guy in "the letter" but she is miserable. Her husband ignores her mostly and she is stuck in the monotonous life of the suburban housewife. Is she stuck in this limbo forever, or can someone change her life for the better?

Pairings: Kim/OC, with mentions of Jason/Kat, Billy/Hailey, and Connor/Kira

Time: Post DT

A/N: This my first T/K story, so please be gentle. The plot bunnies were not letting me sleep last night, so I decided to get this story out sooner than I had planned before I forgot it.

A/N 2: I am new to writing in the third person, so without realizing it, I slipped into first person for a paragraph. That has since been fixed though. Sorry!

Chapter one: Entering into the limbo

Kim's POV:

It's morning again, just great. Another day, another repeat of the same routine that has been going on for the past ten years since Sam was born. Get up, cook breakfast, pack lunches, take the kids to school. Don't get me wrong, I love my kids dearly, but if you asked me twelve years ago if Kimberly Hart would be playing the role of suburban stay at home housewife, I would have told you that you were nuts and recommended you seek professional help. But, here I am doing just that.

It wasn't always this boring. I met Chris Travis at the Pan Global games, and before you ask, yes, he is the guy in "the letter". He was the young assistant athletic trainer at our training facility and from the moment I saw him, I knew that I was in trouble. I loved Tommy then and in some way, I always will, but Chris was there then and before I knew it, there were sparks between us that quickly turned into flames. It was then that I wrote Tommy the letter, mainly out of guilt, but at the same time, I knew it was time for us both to move on. Well, about a year after that letter was sent, I got the shock of my life when I found out that I was pregnant. Chris of course, told me that he would stand by me and offered to marry me. I was still in shock of finding out I was pregnant and more than anything, I was scared, I knew I could not do this on my own, so I accepted his offer. He was going to medical school to be a orthopedic surgeon and had a bright future, so I felt as though I had nothing to lose.

I pushed those all to the back of my mind. That was the past and I had today to worry about. Sam and Becky were more than likely up already and I had to make sure that I had breakfast cooking before they decided to "surprise" me by doing it themselves. Also, Chris always wanted a hot breakfast in the morning, to get him ready for the day he claims, even when he has an overnight shift at the hospital. I have learned to live with that little request. It's one of the only times that he even acknowledges that I exist. With a deep sigh, I swing my feet out of my husbandless bed and pull a light pink robe on before heading downstairs.

Ten minutes later, I am at the stove stirring oatmeal while bacon is sizzling and the coffee is brewing. Sam is at the table finishing up her homework, she has been having trouble with math lately and I remind myself to speak with her teacher about that soon. Becky is sitting next to her singing a song of her own making, contently doing the hair of her favorite doll. She is only five years old, and kindergarten does not put too much stress on her yet. I have a feeling that she will be smart, just like her mother of course. I start to run through the events of the day in my head. Chris is working another long shift at the hospital so he will not be home until late. While the girls are at school, I will be picking up the dry cleaning, pricing new furniture for the guest bedroom, and doing the grocery shopping. That being done, I will get the girls from school and take Sam to soccer practice. So far she has not shown interest in gymnastics, much to my disappointment, but Becky shows promise, and loves to tumble around the house. I want to teach her what I know, but Chris thinks that she is too young to learn "all that foolishness", funny he did not feel that way when I was doing it eleven years ago. I give another tired sigh, it's going to be another long day.

Looking for some distraction, I flip on the radio in the kitchen. Chris has it tuned to a country station for some reason. The song that I hear strikes a chord with me,

Flowers and wine is what I thought I would find
When I came home from working tonight
Well now here I stand, over this frying pan
And you want a cold one again

I bought these new heels, did my nails
Had my hair done just right
I thought this new dress was a sure bet
For romance tonight
Well it's perfectly clear,between the TV and beer
I won't get so much as a kiss
As I head for the door I turn around to be sure
Did I shave my legs for this?

Now when we first met you promised you'd get
A house on a hill with a pool
Well this trailer stays wet and were swimmin' in debt
And you want me to go back to school

I bought these new heels,did my nails
Had my hair done just right
I thought this new dress was a sure bet
For romance tonight
Well it's perfectly clear,between the TV and beer
I won't get so much as a kiss
As I head for the door I turn around to be sure
Did I shave my legs for this?
Darlin did I shave my legs for this?

Amen sister are my thoughts as the song ends. I flip the bacon as I tell myself that fairytale romances are just that, fairytales. I thought I had that once, but I had to go and throw it away with that damn letter. I did try to fix it once. That had been at Trini's funeral. I had gone to Tommy and tried to talk to him, but other than a hello and a stiff hug, he would not talk to me. I tried to tell myself that it was just the pain from losing one of our closest friends, and perhaps that was part of it, but I am sure that the other part was him seeing Chris next to me with a six year old Sam and baby Becky in my arms. I had not spoken to him since that rainy day though I had heard from Billy that he had gotten his doctorate in Paleontology and was teaching at the local high school here in Reefside. In fact, Billy had started dating Tommy's best friend Hailey. When Chris accepted the position of chief of orthopedic medicine at Reefside general last year and we moved to the town, I almost constantly feared that I would run into him out in town. So what if I did? We were two adults. If he wanted to act like a jerk and ignore me until the end of time that was his lose. I was happy with my life. No, that was a lie, I was miserable.

Tommy's POV:

Do these kids even crack the book that is issued to them at the start of the year? I am sitting here in my home office at ten o'clock at night grading midterm papers, and so far it looks like if more than three students get A's it would be a minor miracle, and that is with the curve that will surely be given. It was times like this that he wondered why he had not decided to teach at the college level. He still could of course, but despite his complaining, he really did like his kids, especially a certain four former students of his that were now making their way through college. He missed Connor, Kira, Trent, and Ethan, but he had almost regular updates from all four of them and was proud that he had made some kind of positive impact on each of their lives.

For the most part, I am content with my life. I own my house outright, the result of saving almost every penny from my racing days, I have good friends, and a good relationship with my family. The only thing missing in my mind is, and I really hate to admit this, is the loneliness. Oh sure, I am not totally alone. Hailey lived about ten minutes away and my old friend Billy had just moved in with her, so he was around too, but it was a different kind of loneliness that I am feeling. There is a part of me that tells me that a bachelor living by himself in a huge four bedroom home was just not normal. I had thought at one point that there would be a certain pink clad brunette that would always be with me and even help him fill this house with the large family that I had always dreamed of. That dream had died when I got that damned letter. They say time heals all wounds, and I thought that that was true as I was actually starting to forgive Kim and some small part of me had hoped that we still had a chance. But then came the tragedy that was Trini's death. I saw Kim there with what could only be her husband and two small children. That was when my dream had finally died for good. She had moved on with her life, so I had to do the same. Maybe I had been a little cold toward her, especially when I had hugged her, but the shock of seeing her with her family, the family that she had without him, was still new and raw.

Suddenly, the ringing of my cell jarred me out of my reflections of the past and the sorry state of my present. My glasses had fallen halfway off of my face , so I took them completely off before I answered the phone.

"Tommy Oliver speaking," I have no idea why I answered so formally, it was habit I guess.

"Well hello Tommy Oliver, this is William Cranston speaking." I had to laugh. Leave it to Billy to be completely serious, and mean it completely.

"Hey Billy, what's got you up so late?"

"I am sorry for the late hour Tommy, but seeing as you are one of my oldest friends and Hailey has known you for some time as well, we wanted you to be one of the first to know."

"The first to know what?" though I had a pretty good idea at this point.

"Tonight at dinner, I asked Hailey to be my wife, and she has accepted."

"Billy that's great man! Congratulations man!" It was just as I had expected, and I was really happy for those two. If two people were ever meant for each other it was them. I have only known one other couple like that and….damn it, there I go again.

"Thanks Tommy. Listen, we are going to have an engagement party next weekend and we would love it if you would be there. But before you agree, there is something else you need to know."

For some reason, my blood ran cold. "What's that?"

"We are inviting Kim as well. I know that you two have not spoken much through the years, but she is like a sister to me, you know that, and it would not be the same if she were not involved. She will also be at the wedding. Hailey is even talking about asking her to actually be in the wedding. Though knowing Kim, Hailey has her work cut out for her."

I went silent. I had had a feeling that this would be the case.

Come on Tommy, get a grip you ass. You had to know that you would see her eventually; she does live in the same town as you for goodness sake. Also, Billy is right, it would not be fair for her not to at least be at the wedding.

"Tommy? Are you still there?" Billy asked concerned.

I finally found my voice. "Yeah, I am still here. Hey, don't worry, I will be there, don't worry. Just call me later or e mail me with the when and where."

Billy said that he would, and I congratulated him again before saying goodbye and hanging up.

Great, just great, how in the world was I going to deal with this? I had no idea how I was going to deal with being with Kim in the same room for a few hours. The thing was, I did not know what I felt for her anymore and I was scared. I was scared that if I saw her again I would either hate her on site for crushing my heart, or fall instantly back in love with her. Neither option seemed pleasant.

Alright, there you go; my first Tommy and Kim story. Sorry that it seemed monotonous, but I felt as though I had to set the table for the rest of the story. Also, I have a few plans for this story, so hang on for the ride. I promise you will not be disappointed. Some of you that regularly review my stories may have noticed that I love to have at least one wedding. What can I say? I am a romantic.

The song in the story is "Did I shave my legs for this" by Deana Carter. As always, please rate and review. They so make my day.