Disclaimer: The concept is mine, the rest belongs to Disney.

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"Hey guys," Trent said nearly twenty minutes later as he saw Kira and Conner come into Cyberspace.

Taking their usual table, Conner told him, "Dude, you're not gonna believe what we just saw."

"What?" he asked, deciding to play along as some of the earlier crowd had dissipated.

"There was an accident a couple miles down from here," Kira continued. "Two ambulances, a fire truck and at least three cop cars, all with their sirens wailing and lights flashing. Kinda pretty, almost."

"What happened?" Trent asked them as he stood by their table, wanting to take a seat, but knowing he had to look like he was working.

"Looked like the big rig slammed head-first into a car. The entire front end of the thing was smashed in. The roof was trashed, too like it'd flipped at least once and there was glass everywhere," Conner answered.

"Any survivors?" He wasn't sure why, maybe because it was so close by, Trent felt the need to know.

"Hard to say. They were putting, I guess, the people in the car into the ambulances," Kira replied.

"How many?"

"Two. Traffic's gonna be backed up for a while from the looks of it, which is why we're deciding to hang out here for a while," Conner told him.

"Oh man, did you guys see all those cars outside?" Ethan asked excitedly as he came in a second later.

"Yeah, we saw the ambulances and everything," Conner replied.

"Well then they're gone now. It's just the wrecked truck, crumpled bits of silver metal and a tow truck with the cops now," he replied.

"Wait," Trent told his blue clad teammate as he felt his heart begin to race. "Did you say silver?"

"Yeah. Why?"

Trying to swallow the lump in his throat, Trent reached for his cell phone and immediately tried to call his father, knowing that's the road they would have been on leaving Hayley's, remembering how it was raining when they left and that his car was silver.

Third try and still nothing a minute later.

"Trent, what's wrong?" Kira asked him as she saw his increasing panic.

"Do you have Cassidy's number?" he asked.

"In my phone. She called me once for a homework assignment. No clue why though, she never seemed -"

"Call her," he interrupted.

"Why?"

"Please, Kira. Just call her."

"Okay," she uncertainly agreed. No answer from Cassidy either. "And what if she doesn't answer?" she asked him as she was getting her voice mail for the second time.

"Hayley, I've gotta go," Trent called to her. "Conner, I need a ride."

"What about your dad?" he asked him.

"I can't get him on the phone and I think it's because it was his car in that wreck."

"What?" his three teammates asked in unison.

"Silver sedan, right? Two passengers? My dad was driving Cassidy home from school. They stopped in here on their way there just a couple minutes ago."

"Trent, where are you going?" Hayley called to him as she watched the Rangers head out of the doors.

"Emergency, I'll call you later," he told her.

Finally Trent convinced Conner to drop him off at the hospital entrance before parking.

The black and white clad young man was barely managing to keep his composure as he reached the nurse's station. "I'm looking for my father," he told the older woman.

"Alright, calm down. Who is he and when was he brought in?" she asked him calmly. Almost too calmly in Trent's mind.

"He was in a wreck in Reefside. I guess he was brought in about a half an hour ago. Anton Mercer." Truthfully he couldn't be certain if he had been in that wreck, but he couldn't get hold of him and even if he was at the island fortress that wouldn't explain why Kira hadn't gotten hold of Cassidy.

"Room 230," she told him.

Trent's heart sank. He had been right and for all he knew he was about to lose yet another parent. "What about the girl that was with him?" he quickly asked.

"They just took her up to surgery," she answered.

Trent was soon off and running to find his father's room. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before going in, knowing he needed to prepare himself when he finally found it.

"We're looking for a man and a young woman who were brought in a little while ago," Kira stated when she reached the nurse's station a minute later.

"Which ones?" the older woman asked.

"Dr. Anton Mercer and Cassidy Cornell," she answered with Conner and Ethan now beside her.

"Are you family?" she asked, looking to each of them.

"Friends," Conner answered.

"Then you'll have to wait here," she replied.

"Can you at least tell us what rooms they're in?" Conner asked. "How are Cassidy's parents supposed to know where to find her?"

"When they arrive, someone will here will tell them. In the meantime, have either of you called your friend's parents?" She looked to the students exchanging uncertain glances. "Then I'll ask you for their phone numbers," the nurse stated.

Scrolling through the numbers in her phone, Kira recited Cassidy's home number, her heart pounding all the while. They typically let friends in when it wasn't too severe. It was then they each knew how horrible the wreck must have been.

"Dad?" Trent asked as he saw his father slowly pulling his suit jacket back on, obviously having decided not to stay overnight.

"Trent," he stated as he turned to him. He had hoped he could have gotten home before having a need to have this conversation, but he knew it was too late. For the last several minutes the recent events had played in his mind. He remembered everything right up until the truck plowed into his car. Though he soon closed his eyes again at hearing Cassidy's terrified and pained shriek once more.

"What are you doing?" He could see his father was still in pain from the accident and his face was badly bruised and cut. He could only imagine how much pain he was really in.

"I can't believe this," Conner stated with a sigh as he took a seat in one of the waiting room chairs.

"Neither can I," Kira told him.

"We just saw them both today," Conner added.

"Do you think we're gonna get another science teacher?" Ethan asked them, his mind somehow going there next.

"Poor Dr. O," Kira said suddenly. "Dr. Mercer's his friend, someone should call him, too."

"Yeah, but how would he come visit him?" Conner asked.

"Like I said, poor Dr. O," Kira said sadly.

"I have too much I need to do tonight and it doesn't involve lying in a hospital bed," Anton answered his son.

"But you could -"

"I'm fine, Trent," he insisted.

"How can you say that? You were just in a major car accident."

Anton sighed. He was thankful his son cared that much for him. But at the same time he needed to know Cassidy was recovering herself. "I suppose you could say he took more of the hit than I did."

"He?" He thought of Cassidy first, confused. But then he knew he had to have meant Mesogog. "You're still going to walk out of here no matter what could be wrong?"

"I have to see Cassidy. I have to know she's -" Anton couldn't finish. He already blamed himself far too much and if something had happened to her, he knew he couldn't face it.

"She's in surgery," Trent interrupted.

"Are her parents here?"

"Maybe. I don't know."

"I have to leave. But I need you to call me the instant you hear about Cassidy. Good news or bad, I need to know." Without waiting for his son to respond, the tall, lean man rushed out of the room and soon out of the hospital until finding an invisiportal.

"What's going on with your dad?" Conner asked as Trent found them in the waiting room.

"He said he had some things to take care of and that he wasn't going to spend the night here," he answered. "Are Cassidy's parents here yet?"

"Not that I've seen," Ethan replied.

"Have you heard anything about what's going on with her?"

"No," Kira answered.

"Shouldn't you be more worried about your dad?" Conner asked him.

"Kind of hard to be when he's as worried about Cassidy as he is. Which makes sense given that he was driving."

"What happened to the driver?" Ethan asked.

"I didn't have time to ask."

"Maybe we should try to find out if Cassidy's parents are here," Kira suggested.

The others nodded in agreement.