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

The museum was quiet that Tuesday morning when the Fishers came in for their visit. They had just dropped Cammy off at school, meaning it was still early. Crowds weren't expected to start until a little later. Even then, it would mostly be students on field trips with their schools and the few odd adults who were retired, didn't work or had the day off.

The lack of guests in the museum meant the Dino Cafe was rather empty. Jon and Bella Fisher had their pick of the tables. They were quick to take a seat in a booth in the back corner, hoping for as much privacy as possible. Once they were seated, a waiter came over. Neither of the Fishers recognized this waiter and so needed to ask if Kendall was in for work.

"She doesn't normally talk to guests unless they have an appointment," the waiter answered. Clearly, he didn't know.

"We're her parents. She's expecting us," Mr. Fisher said and the waiter nodded before rushing off to find Kendall. Both Mr. Fisher and Mrs. Fisher looked to each other with the slightest of smiles, happy they were finally able to call themselves Kendall's parents. They had done it before, but when Kendall had been resistant to having them in her life. Being able to say it, and know they wouldn't be rejected by their daughter felt great.

Eventually, Kendall walked into the cafe. She glanced around quickly before spotting her parents then joined them at their table. Her parents noticed she seemed worried, and rightfully so. All they knew about what she had to talk to them about was that Cammy's father was in town and asking for her. There was no telling what that meant for the family or the little girl.

"His name is Andrew Holt," Kendall said, setting her tablet down, showing her parents she research she had done on the man claiming to be Cammy's biological father. "For a time, he was married to Cammy's mother and his name is on her birth certificate."

"You've looked him up?" Mrs. Fisher asked. Kendall shrugged.

"I couldn't sleep. He's got a couple of charges, mostly DUIs and a few petty thefts, all in his early twenties, before Cammy was born. He divorced Cammy's mother the summer after Cammy turned two, but given the change in address on his license plate, it appears he left them both just after Cammy was born."

"How did you find all this in one night?" Mr. Fisher asked, taking the tablet. Kendall shrugged again. She had illegal access to a lot of confidential information. Once she knew the energems could bond with anyone anywhere, Kendall needed a way to learn more about the people who were going to be part of her Ranger team. She had looked up everyone she could: Tyler, Shelby, Riley, Chase, and even the Prince of Zandar. She wanted to know as much as possible so she could do the best she could to help the team. On top of that, she wanted to know what these energems were going to get her into. If they did choose to bond with a psychopath, though she doubted that would be the case, she wanted to know.

"I'm resourceful," she answered her father, who seemed to take her word for it. Kendall had always been smart. From time to time she asked for help with her homework, but for the most part, she was studying books and working out problems and designing machines and tools that went far beyond what Mr. Fisher had learned in high school, college or at his own job. She was one of those genius kids, he would tell his co-workers and the other members of his family.

"Clearly," he muttered.

"Do you know why he's come back for her?" Mrs. Fisher asked her daughter, less concerned about who was asking for Cammy and more so worried about his intentions.

"I don't," Kendall shook her head. "I told him I didn't know her. I figured it would buy us some time to figure this out."

"Cammy talks about him," Mrs. Fisher said. "Nothing big. She just asks questions sometimes. I think she's curious."

"You think we should let them meet?" Kendall asked, feeling nervous about that idea. Her father had taken off on her, just like Andrew had with Cammy. Their reunion hadn't been very sweet and she didn't want the same thing for Cammy. If she could protect her little sister from the same pain she felt, she would. She would do whatever was best for Cammy, at any cost.

"Well, I certainly would want to know more on why he's choosing now to come back," Mrs. Fisher said. "If he'd just like to get to know her, that's fine by me."

"Not by me," Mr. Fisher frowned with a shake of his head. "This man abandoned his wife and daughter. He chose not to be a part of their life."

"He signed away his rights," Kendall nodded, agreeing with her father as she brought up a new page on Andrew Holt. "He moved out of state and tried to pursue a football career. There's some record of his try-outs, but nothing about him actually joining a real league. I think he wasn't anywhere near as good as he thought."

"So he abandoned his family for a football career, and when that falls through, what?" Mr. Fisher frowned. "He goes back to his daughter?"

"He works as chef in the restaurant down the street," Kendall said. "From what I can tell, he's kind of got his life together, but... that still doesn't explain what he could want with Cammy."

"Maybe he's realized his mistake," Mrs. Fisher suggested. "Cammy is an amazing little girl. He would be lucky to know her."

"He had his chance," Mr. Fisher growled. "He gave it up. He didn't even try. Bella, Cammy's happy with us. She's settled. She's got a home. I don't want to ruin that for her. There is a good chance this might hurt her."

"There's a good chance this could be exactly what she needs too," Mrs. Fisher said. "She has questions about her father, questions we can't answer. And they're going to stick with her forever. She has a right to know."

"I wish I didn't know," Kendall muttered. "Wondering why dad left was easier than knowing he's a complete asshole."

"Kendall..."

"He is," Kendall frowned. "I'd much rather still be wondering about him than have put up with all of his crap. I'm glad he's gone."

"This Andrew guy might not be the same man your father is," Mrs. Fisher said, reaching across the table and gently taking Kendall's hand. "Your father's a gambling addict. He wins a little, he loses big, right?"

"Something like that," Kendall muttered.

"He fought with your mother, he never took care of you. You wrote to him endlessly and he never answered you back. But Andrew... don't you think, if he really is sincere, he deserves to get to know his daughter. More importantly, doesn't Cammy deserve to know?"

"You're really pushing for this, aren't you?" Mr. Fisher asked. "You want to let Cammy meet him?"

"Supervised, of course," Mrs. Fisher said. "Maybe we meet with Andrew first without her. We get to know him a little bit, before we tell Cammy about him. She does deserve this, Jon. She deserves everything."

Mr. Fisher clenched his fists but relaxed when he saw his wife clearly wasn't giving up. He then decided she was right: Cammy did deserve to get some answers. As her father, he needed to do everything he could to ensure she got what she was owed. If her biological father did seem like an honest, caring man, it could be worth it to let him into Cammy's life.

Seeing she had her husband on her side, though it seemed reluctant, Mrs. Fisher turned to Kendall, "I know your experiences seeing your father again was less than perfect..."

"Try a complete nightmare."

"It doesn't mean it'll be the same for Cammy. You'll have just as much say in what happens as Jon and I will. If you don't like this Andrew guy, we'll consider some other options. Does that sound fair?"

"Fine," Kendall muttered and pulled up the final page on Andrew on her tablet. "Here's his address. Should we stop by to let him know?"

"I think that's fair," Mrs. Fisher nodded, then got up from the booth. Mr. Fisher and Kendall looked to her with surprise.

"Now?" they asked.

"The sooner, the better," she said. "Come on, you two, let's get moving."