Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers Dino Charge. This story is fan-made.
Monster sightings had been slow. Heckyl had sent down some monsters to challenge the Rangers, but with the exception of one monster that made everyone a little over-relaxed, and another monster that had a crush on the male Rangers, none of them were any real threat. Kendall was still spending time in her lab, but until Heckyl sent down a monster that could prove itself a real challenge to the Rangers and that required her to invent a new weapon or mode, she was... bored.
She couldn't remember the last time work was ever boring for her. Of course, there were times where the job was a bit dreary, and she didn't always enjoy the long nights, but at least while her job had purpose, she could keep herself busy.
So she strayed from the lab and headed up to her museum, deciding to check on how things were running there. She started with the cafe, where most of the Rangers worked. Kendall couldn't pinpoint the exact moment it happened, but after Shelby moved on from her role as manager, Riley stepped up to lead the cafe. Perhaps it was his need for organization that pulled him to making a fair and balanced schedule for the employees and his need for cleanliness likely drew him to setting up routines and new protocols for the cafe. The green Ranger was in charge, and no one seemed to have any complaints. Since the cafe was running well, and costumers were satisfied, Kendall didn't feel the need to do anything to intervene.
She then started to walk the museum floor, checking up on the displays. She had experts working in every exhibit to ensure what the guests saw and read was as accurate as possible, so she doubted there would be a problem there. Her tour guides were all well trained and passionate for the job, so her guests were happy, and while there had been no new findings by the museum out in the field, her dig team was still hard at work with their research. Kendall had to trust that soon, something would come out of it.
Everything was running well, and with Heckyl and Snide seemingly taking a break, Kendall thought maybe she could have a relaxing day.
It had been a while since she had taken a whole day to relax. One time in high school, she had been sick with the flu, and couldn't do anything except lay in bed. Even getting up to use the washroom proved to take a lot of effort.
Maybe she had never allowed herself a real day off. There had always been something to do.
What did a day off even look like? Chase often went to the skate park after work to relax. Kendall didn't think going to the skate park would be relaxing for her. Maybe heading back to the bar to sing karaoke? Heckyl had introduced her to the activity back before she knew who he really was, and she had enjoyed it. However, it had been a while, and Kendall didn't think singing in front of a bunch of strangers would be a great way to unwind.
Cammy was in school for the day, so Kendall couldn't take her out for some fun. The thought did cross her mind, though. Cammy was a smart girl, and missing one day wouldn't harm her. She decided against it, though. Cammy was doing really well in school not just academically, but socially, which had been a huge challenge for her the year before. It was best to keep Cammy with her friends for now.
"Uh, excuse me," Kendall felt someone tap her shoulder and turned around to see an older woman. "Do you work here?"
Kendall nodded her head and smiled kindly. "I do. Is there something I can help you with?"
It was work, but work did relax her. Perhaps Kendall could simply work in the museum for the day.
"Yes, I'm looking for a Kendall Morgan," the lady said. "I hear she works here."
"You've found her. What can I do for you?"
"Kendall?" the woman asked and looked Kendall up and down once before smiling brightly. She reached over, pinching Kendall's cheeks. "My, my, look how much you've grown! You were barely up to my hip last time I saw you."
Kendall tried to be polite to the customer, but moved the woman's hand away from her face, "Excuse me?"
"It's me. It's G-Ma Betty. Don't you remember me?"
"I... I'm sorry but I don't," Kendall shook her head. "G-Ma Betty?"
"I can't say I blame you, really," G-Ma Betty shrugged. "You were just a little sprout last I saw you."
"Saw me where?" Kendall asked. "Excuse me, but..."
"I'm your grandmother, Doodlebug!" G-Ma Betty explained while she leaned in for a tight hug. Kendall frowned deeply as the woman put her arms around her.
"Doodlebug?" Kendall heard someone behind her chuckling and turned around to see Shelby standing a little ways off with a notebook and pen. She walked over and held out her hand to G-Ma Betty, "So nice to meet you. I'm Shelby Watkins, Ms. Morgan's protégée."
"Protégée?" Kendall frowned and glanced at the pink Ranger. Shelby shrugged at Kendall then turned her attention back to Kendall's grandmother.
"What brings you by? Are you here to tour the museum or...?"
"I'm afraid it's not good news," G-Ma Betty started, but Kendall interrupted.
"I'm sorry, whose grandmother are you? I honestly don't recall... having a grandmother," she said. It didn't make any sense to her at all. Of course, biologically, she had grandparents. However, as far as she was concerned, they were all dead. At least, when her social worker told her she would have to be placed in foster care, as there were no relative available to take her, Kendall assumed it meant she had no family left other than her father who was MIA.
"She's yours, Doodlebug," Shelby teased, lightly punching Kendall in the arm as she smiled, until Shelby noticed the glare on Kendall's face and realized the family connection and the problem it posed. "Oh. She's not a Fisher grandmother, is she?"
Kendall shook her head as she turned back to G-Ma. It was the older woman's turn to be confused.
"Fisher? Who is he?"
"They," Kendall answered. "And they're my family. Jon and Bella Fisher, both of which have no living parents to speak of."
"Well, this is awkward," Shelby stated. She pointed to her notebook, "Well, I'm just going to..." she tried to leave, but Kendall was quick to snatch her arm and hold her back, keeping Shelby right by her side. Neither woman understood why it happened. Kendall just knew that she didn't want to be face to face with her grandmother alone.
G-Ma Betty looked to Kendall, a little guiltily, "I understand it's been a while, but there is something I need to discuss with you."
"I don't think right now is..."
"Your father is dead," G-Ma stated. "Your father, my son, died last night."
"Uh, you know, there's an amazing triceratops exhibit in the cretaceous wing that'll just blow your mind," Shelby cut in, taking G-Ma Betty by the arm and spinning her around, almost dragging her off. "The triceratops is my absolute favourite dinosaur and I really think you'll grow to love it too!"
As she walked off with G-Ma Betty, Shelby glanced over her shoulder at Kendall, who mouthed a quick thank you then rushed off to her lab.