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

Tiger paced nervously behind the Silver Guardian's HQ front desk. Though she didn't know how to tell time, it was getting late. Jordan and Gia had stepped out for a job that morning that was only supposed to take about and hour and hadn't been seen or heard from since. Tiger had a feeling there was something wrong and she knew Emma felt it to. As she was finishing off her shift for the day, ready to pass it on to the evening employee, she kept checking her phone, as though she was expecting a call.

"What do you think?" Emma asked the big cat as she picked up the kids from their play pen and set them in their stroller. "Should we head down to the scene?"

Tiger nodded. Emma pushed the stroller out to the car and then strapped the kids into their car seats. Once they were safely buckled in, she drove off, heading down to where she has sent Jordan and Gia hours before. Tiger sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window worriedly.

The call was only supposed to have been a domestic dispute. A woman phoned in saying her drunken ex-husband wouldn't leave her porch step. Emma understood these matters could escalate quickly and without warning, but trusted her fiancé and best friend could handle themselves. Certainly, by now, she should have heard something either way. Either Jordan and Gia saying they were going to investigate another matter, or calling in for back up from other officers.

Neither had happened. So Emma knew it was best to check out the scene for herself. She kept her morpher in the glove compartment of her car. She grabbed it as she reached the scene and hopped out. She left Tiger inside, knowing that if something had happened, someone needed to watch the kids. But she did roll down the window slightly.

"I'm not out in ten," Emma said and left her phone behind with a timer going for the cat. "You come in after me, attack mode, got it?"

Tiger nodded. Emma dropped the phone in the passenger seat and made her way inside. If needed, Tiger could break through the partially opened window and come running in. Usually, once the cat was involved, suspects gave in pretty quickly. With Tiger as back up and her morpher in her hand, Emma knew she should be okay.

The front door was closed, so Emma knocked. She hoped to get a friendly response from the owner, telling her the matter had been settled and Jordan and Gia had moved on. Instead, no one came to the door, but when Emma knocked, it opened slightly.

"Hello?" Emma called inside the house and again got no response, but now that the door was open she could step inside. "I work for the Silver Guardians. Just doing a follow up on the call we got this morning. Is anyone home?"

As Emma looked around she noticed signs of a fight. A violent one, in fact. Chairs were knocked over, tables were turned, knives were missing from the block on the counter and there was glass shattered on the floor of the kitchen. If this had been the scene Gia and Jordan walked into, it was no wonder it had taken longer than expected to handle the call.

"Silver Guardian," Emma called out as she continued to investigate the home. "Is there anyone here?"

When she was sure the main floor was clear, Emma made her way upstairs. The fight looked like it had travelled there as well. Pictures were knocked off the wall and lay on the stairs. In the hallway, a table had been broken in two and a flower vase was on the other side of the room, shattered. But Emma quickly noticed it looked like a big piece was missing. When she stepped into the main bathroom she found it. The shard from the broken vase lay next to the sink, where it seemed someone had tried to clean off some blood. Emma thought to call an ambulance, but still couldn't confirm if there was someone in the house to treat. Still, at least she was beginning to understand why Jordan and Gia had been gone for so long on this call. It didn't ease her worries but it did provide her with some answers.

Though Emma now had new questions. She continued her investigation, leaving the bloody bathroom in favour of the first of two bedrooms. Emma opened the door carefully to have a look inside. It seemed like the fight had progressed through here. The bed was messy, the pillows had been thrown around the room and the drawers of the dresser had been drawn. One was in the closet, where the door had come off its hinges. There was no blood in here, to Emma's relief, but as she stepped out, she found something worse. Her foot kicked a gun, causing her to jump when she realized what it was. She was grateful she hadn't accidentally shot it off. Emma cleared the gun. She didn't want it used against her in case there was still someone in the house. When she was sure the gun was free of bullets, she placed it in her back pocket and moved onto the next room.

What was upsetting about the gun was that it belonged to Gia and Jordan. Emma recognized the weapon immediately and she knew what it meant. They had felt threatened enough to pull it out.

Emma slowly opened the door to the master bedroom and had a quick look around. A fight had certainly taken place here. There were no blankets in the bed. In fact, the comforter had been torn up and dumped on the floor. There were holes in the pillows from what looked like the missing knives from the kitchen. In fact, as Emma approached the foot of the bed, she found a couple of knives had been left on the floor. They were clean, but as Emma walked into the bathroom she found the rest of the knives by the sink. Some had water stains. They had been washed. The rest were still covered in blood. Emma felt her stomach turn.

Suddenly, she heard a loud roar. The time on her phone must have gone off as Tiger raced into the house. She quickly found Emma upstairs and stood next to her protectively.

"Nothing to worry about yet," Emma assured her. "All clear outside?"

Tiger seemed to nod, but her eyes were focused on the shower. The curtain was pulled, and probably the only thing that seemed still intact in the entire house. Hesitantly, Emma drew the curtain back and gasped when she saw a woman sitting in the tub. Tiger growled loudly, causing the woman to scream. Emma grabbed the cat's vest, pulled her back and commanded she guard the door.

"Silver Guardian," Emma explained to the woman. "Were you the one who made the call this morning?"

"He... he made me," the woman nodded. "I didn't mean for any of this, I swear."

"Did the Silver Guardians show up?" Emma asked. The woman quickly nodded.

"If I knew it would come to this, I never would have made the call," she said. "I swear, I had nothing to do with this. I just... I thought... oh god, is he dead?"

"There's no one else here," Emma shook her head. "I don't know who..."

"The officer. The male," the woman said.

"Jordan?" Emma asked. The woman shook her head.

"I don't know. I just... Davey, he... he pulled out a knife and... He was drunk. I mean, he is a drunk. I mean... he didn't mean for this to happen. He just... he gets a little pushy after a few drinks."

"Where is Davey?"

"He... I don't know," the woman stammered. "He pulled out the knife and went right for the officers. I tried to stop him but he said he would handle this. He told me to come up here."

"What happened with the officers?" Emma asked. "Do you know where they went after this?"

"I heard the fight downstairs," the woman said. "I heard it coming up here. There was screaming and shouting and things breaking and... I didn't mean for this to happen. He said no one would get hurt."

"Who got hurt?"

"I don't... the male officer," the woman said. "When the fighting stopped, I... I had a look around. Davey and the girl... they were gone, but the..."

"The girl, you mean the female officer?"

"Yeah. I don't know where they went," the woman said. "I looked... that's when I found him. The male... He was like that when I found him, I swear! I didn't kill him! I never would?"

"Kill?"

"I didn't know what to do," the woman said, then pointed outside the bathroom to the closet on the other side of the bedroom. "I tried to cover it up. I... I wasn't thinking. But Davey... he couldn't have done this, right?"

"Davey was drunk?"

"Yeah, but he's not a... those cops, they let things get out of control. I mean... he charged Davey first! That's a thing, right? Corrupted cops? He said they were no good..."

"Where is the male officer? Jordan?" Emma asked. The woman pointed to the closet again and Emma sent Tiger over to check as she helped the woman out of the tub.

"You covered up a crime scene?"

"I... just the weapons," the woman said and pointed to the knives by the sink. "Just until Davey came back. I figured he could explain this."

"Did you lure my partners here?" Emma asked.

"Davey said it wouldn't get like this. He promised he had everything under control," the woman insisted. Emma wanted to press for more information, but stopped when she heard a whimper from Tiger. She turned to the bedroom, saw the cat had managed to get the closet door open and wanted to see for herself what was inside. She was barely halfway across when Tiger ran up to her and blocked her getting any closer.

"What? Tiger, move."

Tiger shook her head and stayed in Emma's way.

"Get out of the way. Tiger, is there's something to see I have to get a look!"

Tiger seemed to hesitantly step aside, but kept close to Emma as she approached the closet. Suddenly, Emma gasped.

"Jordan!"

"He's dead," the woman said as she stepped out of the bathroom. "I... I checked for a pulse. I didn't mean for him to die..."

"And you stuffed him into the closet?"

"He landed there. I just... I closed the door!"

"You murderer!" Emma shouted and lunged for the woman. She was stopped only by Tiger, who stepped in her way again and blocked her getting any closer. Emma tried to fight the cat, but Tiger easily won out, then redirected Emma's attention to Jordan. Emma's eyes started to water.

"He's dead. There's nothing..."

Tiger shook her head the bit on the bottom of Jordan's pant leg and pulled him out. Emma gasped when she heard a very faint, but very real groan from her fiancé.

"Jordan!" she dropped by his side and cradled his face gently in her hands before she looked up at the woman, "Don't just stand there! Call 9-1-1!"

"But... but..."

Tiger roared loudly. The woman jumped with a scream before doing as she was told.