EVERYBODY HURTS
Disclaimers – Well none of this belongs to me, sadly I dare say. Disney owns it all!
Plot – PRSPD: It's a missing scene that takes place between ep. Reflections part.1 and part.2. Hope you like it!! Bridge and Sky are the main chara! Sorry for the poor English, I know I should improve it, but I don't have much time to do it!! So be kind, please!!
Inspired by the song "Everybody hurts" R.E.M. No, it's not a song fic, so no lyrics! And it rains 'cause here where I live it's always raining lately!
It barely missed him. The dangerous laser almost hit the side of his head.
He was way too distracted and almost put himself in danger. Luckily enough none of the others seemed to notice. He sometimes made mistakes during training and the other rangers were used to it, after all he has always been the absentminded one, even on service sometimes.
Not that he blamed any of them for thinking about him like that, it was, after all, the way he always acted, the way he really was…he seemed to live in his own world most of the time, saying and doing strange things the others often didn't understand.
But the green ranger was very well aware that his practice session has not been good at all earlier that day. He has made too many mistakes, that on a real mission would have been too risky. He has been able to hit as many simulated krybots as possible, but a few of them has menaged to give him a couple of good kicks, the results of which he could still feel on his pained skin. And then there was that laser that has almost hit him.
After all, he was glad the day was over.
They all have already had their dinner, and he was sitting with the other rangers in the rec room, doing nothing but getting lost in his thoughts.
All the others seemed quite tired.
Syd was lazily combing her hair, but her eyes seemed unable to remain open. Soon she bid goodnight to all of them, and was gone in her room to rest. Bridge was sure she would be dreaming of herself, and smiled a bit at the thought.
Z and Jack were spread on the sofa, watching some old action movie he didn't remember the title of. They both looked on the verge to fall asleep, Jack resting his head on Z's shoulder, who, Bridge was sure, would have shoved it off, but maybe she was too tired to care.
And so here he was, alone with his troubled thoughts.
Bridge couldn't help it. He didn't like it, not at all. The thought that the team was not complete or together made him feel uneasy. Sky, as a matter of fact, was away on a mission in which he was to get information from an infamous and dangerous criminal who was detained in a special cell on a distant planet.
There was something in knowing that one of his teammates was away from the others that definitely made him nervous. Not that he didn't trust Sky's ability on solo missions, on the other hand, he trusted the blue ranger with all his heart, he trusted him more than anyone else actually, more than the red ranger himself sometimes.
Oh, Jack was great, he really was, and was a good leader too, but occasionally he was still too impulsive and selfcentered.
Sky on the other hand, and Bridge knew it well, always kept a distance between himself and the mission or the enemy, always pondering his actions and forming a strategy in his mind. Yes he tended to be a bit arrogant too, often some would say, but Bridge knew it was nothing but a façade, nothing but the so called "top of the iceberg". Deep down Sky was very different from what people thought him to be, always putting his mates and SPD before him.
He was lost in his thoughts when a loud snore made him jump slightly in his sit. He turned his head and saw that both Jack and Z were fast asleep on the sofa, the movie long forgotten. Jack's head was still leaning on Z's shoulder, whose right arm has somehow snaked around Jack's shoulders. Bridge pondered for a moment that maybe Z didn't mind at all having Jack sleeping so close to her. He continued looking at them for a long minute, feeling like he was almost an intruder. He shook his head and decided to head for his own room.
He entered the room already tacking off his uniform jacket, which was tossed on a nearby chair, while he went sitting on his bed.
Even if he was still feeling nervous he couldn't deny the weariness he felt too. He put his head in his hands, closed his eyes and stayed like that for long minutes.
Suddenly a shiver shook him, and he snapped his head up, nothing but an empty blue bed welcoming his gaze.
He stood up quickly and approached Sky's bed with a quick movement. He didn't understand why he felt the urgent need to take his glove off, but he didn't act against his instinct, ripping the leathered glove from his hand, which he waved in front of him.
A ghost-like image of a sleeping Sky appeared on the bed. Bridge looked at it with a deep gaze, a small smile forming on his lips, while the feeble image of his mate dissolved itself into nothingness.
His smile wore off and he returned to his own bed, thinkin' of how Sky was doing and if he was well at all. He yawned and stretched his arms, he was so tired, and now his green and soft bed looked so inviting.
He got changed in no time and went to lie down.
He turned around to turn off the light, and his attention was drove to the window. He noticed then that outside was raining.
The bright lights of the city visible throughout the window seemed all blurred up, the raindrops on the glass deforming them in curious and strange shapes.
Bridge looked mesmerized for a second, thinking of how the image in front of him resembled a beautiful impressionist painting, and he couldn't help but smile, feeling peaceful for the first time in days.
Finally he turned the light off, and gave his back to the window, missing the white lights of the blue ranger's flyer cross the cloudy and rainy sky.
End chapter 1
Well it was intended to be a one-shot but turned out a bit longer so I decided to separate it in a couple of chapters. Hope you don't mind! Chap.2 coming soon!