As the last of the laser guns powered down, Summer allowed herself a moment just stand, head bowed and chest heaving. Although she could morph and go through this training easily, she liked to practice unmorphed. It made it more realistic, and the danger more real. There was an edge to fighting unmorphed that Summer wanted to hone, because one day, it just might save her life. Then she straightened up and walked over to the sidelines to pick up her towel. The obnoxiously orange towel was her defiance to her need for all yellow, all the time, plus, it always made the boys roll their eyes and tease her, which meant things in the Garage were good. "Good session," Dr K said as she entered the training room.

"Thanks," Summer replied as she began to pace the room to cool down. "I think it's getting easier, though. I managed to live for twenty minutes."

"You did beat your personal best," Dr K allowed, as she stood by the door and watched; "although Dillon still sets the standard."

"Of course he does," Summer replied, picking up her water bottle as she passed her things. She waved the water bottle, "It's not like he'd be bad at something like this."

"Ranger Black," Dr K said, watching Summer drink as her pen tapped lightly on the clipboard she carried. "Is a cyborg. There is no true human who could beat him without years of training."

"Even then," Summer said, "it would probably take Ranger enhancements to do it." She flicked a glance at Dr K, "Do you think Ziggy could come close?"

"Ziggy has other talents," Dr K replied. Her eyes zeroed in on Summer suspiciously.

"Oh," Summer said as casually as she could while she gathered her things, "I never thought he would excel in the cerebral arena."

Dr K looked startled and confused for a brief moment before saying, "I will agree that Ziggy is not the brightest Ranger on the team, but I assure you, he is not as stupid as you might think."

"Hi Summer, hi Dr K!" Gemma declared, as she bounced into the room.

"Hi Gem…ma," Summer replied, looking for Gem in surprised. It wasn't often anyone caught sight of one of the twins alone.

"Where is Gem?" Dr K asked.

"Oh he's coming," Gemma said happily, "What are you talking about?"

"Uh," Summer responded before she could stop herself. She winced slightly, her parents had paid for a grammer coach years ago, and she had hated the phrase "uh". Old habits died hard.

"Boys," Dr K said simply as she led them into what was quickly becooming her work room, formerly the primary training room.

"Really? Which one?" Gemma asked as she followed.

"All of them except Gem and Dillon," Summer said dryly, putting her towel back in her bag and wondering if she could get in some weight lifting before her shower.

"Really? What's wrong with Gem and Dillon?" Gemma asked, if Summer hadn't known better, she would have said Gemma was defensive over both of them.

"Nothing," Summer said quickly, "it's just, Scott, Flynn and I are very close and I'm sure you know about Dr K and Ziggy."

"You are with Scott and Flynn?" Gemma asked, "How does that work, do you just split between them? Do you love one of them more? How did you know it was right?"

"Whoa," Summer exclaimed. "Hold on a sec, let me answer first."

"Gemma?" Gem appeared behind Gemma, "Are you ready? I got it." He held up a square package about the size of a brick and wrapped in brown paper.

"Sure, let's go!" Gemma said, bouncing.

"Where are you going?" Dr K asked as she settled behind her computers.

"To make things that…" Gem began.

"Blow stuff up," Gemma finished.

The twins headed off towards the back of the Garage and Dr K vanished into her work before Summer could formulate another question. Exasperated, Summer stalked through the training room and out into the main part of the Garage in time to be soaked from head to two by a pair of water balloons. Seeing Flynn and Scott launching an assault on Dillon, who appeared impassive while Ziggy looked guilty, Summer know what had happened. "You," Summer muttered as she approached one of the tubs of water balloons, "are so dead, Ziggy Grover."

Selecting two pink balloons, Summer advanced cautiously."