A/N: Sorry for the long wait - RL has been a bear. As always I own nothing.

Kat looked around her home, very pleased with herself. She had finally unpacked the last box, six weeks after she had unpacked the first one. She stretched her back as the phone began to ring.

She grabbed it. "Hello?"

"Kat, it's Tommy." She suddenly felt cold all over. Something was wrong.

"Tommy, what's wrong?"

"It's Jason."

Twenty minutes later, Kat raced into the emergency room and flew up to the desk. "I'm here about Jason Scott." Her accent had thickened in her worry. "Where is he?"

"I'll check." The young nurse behind the desk picked up the phone and dialed a number and requested the information.

A voice behind Kat said, "He's in surgery." She spun around to find a group of men behind her.

"Who are you?"

One man spoke up. "I'm the guy Jason was saving when he fell."

Kat paled. She knew what kind of work he did. She could barely get the word out. "Fell?"

The men all exchanged looks. Finally, one spoke. "They didn't tell you what happened, did they?"

She shook her head. "All I know is a mutual friend tried to call him and the hospital answered his phone. He's three hours away and he asked me to come up here in case decisions needed to be made before he got here."

The men led her to a waiting area and sat her down. They told her what had happened and Kat held back her tears. She gave Rick a watery smile. "Somehow, I'm not surprised. Jason always was the kind of guy who would risk his own life to save someone else." The men had no idea how true that statement was, she thought.

A doctor entered the waiting area. "Who's here for Jason Scott?"

Kat stood, as did the men around her. Kat spoke for the group. "We are. What can you tell us?"

"Mr. Scott is in surgery. His injuries are many and varied, but I will say this. He is a very lucky man. A fall like that - well, they should have been calling the coroner, not the ambulance. Right now, the surgeons are dealing with his internal injuries. Quite frankly, I'm still surprised he's as well as he is. When the surgery is over, they'll know more."

"How long is he expected to be in surgery?" Kat's voice was strong and steady.

"It's hard to say. Without complications, at least two more hours."

"Thank you." Kat bit her lip. With any luck, Tommy will be here before then, Kat thought. I don't know if I can handle this alone! She alternately sat and paced for another hour. She was lost in thought until a voice called her name.

"Kat!" Kat turned to see Kim and Rocky hurrying toward her. "Is he okay? Where is he?"

"Kim, I - I don't know. He's in surgery. Tommy's on his way."

The petite brunette wrapped Kat in a warm hug. "It'll be okay. You're not alone now."

Kat laughed as a tear ran down her face. Now that some of the other Rangers were here, she was relieved. She didn't have to make any decisions alone. "I haven't been alone, Kim. These are Jason's coworkers." She waved her arm to indicate the men behind her.

"Wait a minute" Rocky interrupted. "He was in an accident at work?"

Kat nodded. "I'm sure the others are on their way. We'll have the guys retell the story when more people arrive." As if she had been heard, Billy, Trini, and Adam rushed through the doors. After hugs all around, Kat asked Rick and the others to tell the new arrivals what had happened. She wandered toward the outside doors. She prayed that Tommy would arrive soon.

She knew that Tommy would have to try and reach Jason's parents. Mr. and Mrs. Scott had decided that the Empty Nest Syndrome was getting to them and they needed to get away for a while. They had left for a world tour two weeks ago. But, as with all parents, they still worried about their son in their absence. They, along with Jason, decided that they needed someone to make decisions in case something happened while they were gone. The Scotts had decided that it should be Tommy - the man who was like brother and son to the family.

Kat shook her head. What horrible news to have to give! It dawned on her that Jason's coworkers had never said how far Jason had fallen. Her eyes narrowed. That omission, combined with the doctor's statement, made her think that it was very, very far. She stared off into space and tried not to think about Jason and what he was going through.

She snapped out of it when she heard a voice call her name. She turned to see Tommy running up the walk toward her. She hurried to meet him. Somewhere in her mind, she had decided to be the one to tell him what had happened.

"Kat, how is he? Where is he?"

"He's in surgery, Tommy." Tommy could tell how worried she was by the thickness of her accent. "You need to sit down while I tell you what I know."

He almost protested until he saw the look in her eyes. He sat down quickly on a nearby bench and waited. She sat next to him and took his hands in hers. "Tommy, he was in an accident at work. The lunch whistle blew. For some reason he turned around and saw that an air line had broken free. He shouted to warn another man and hurried to get to him. The line hit the other guy and knocked him off the steel. Jason grabbed him just in time. He pulled the other guy, Rick, up until he could grab the beam. Then he slipped and fell."

"How far?" Tommy demanded. Kat shook her head.

"I don't know. The men haven't said and the one doctor I've seen said that a fall like that, they should have been calling a coroner and not an ambulance."

Tommy sucked in a deep breath and centered himself. He squeezed her hands gently. "Let's go find out what we can."

He let her lead him into the building and to the waiting area. After greeting the other former Rangers, he turned to the group of men. "I've heard the story. How far did he fall?"

They all exchanged looks. Finally, one man spoke up reluctantly. "About fifteen stories."

The Rangers sucked in their breath. A fall that bad - how could he survive? Tommy squared his shoulders. He knew what he might have to do - and he didn't like it - but he had promised the Scotts and Jason. He and Jason had had a long talk about what he did and didn't want and Tommy knew that his parents knew as well. He was frustrated that he hadn't been able to reach them.

One of the men approached him. He had a nasty looking bruise on his face. "You're Tommy?" At Tommy's nod, he continued. "Jason talked about you all the time. For the longest time we thought he had a brother. We were really confused when he mentioned growing up as an only child until he explained. Anyway, it's my fault that he's in there. I know it don't help, but I wanted to say I'm sorry."

Tommy shook his head. "It's not your fault. It just happened. Jason would have been in pieces if he hadn't been able to save you. He thought very highly of all of you."

Just then, a surgeon walked into the room. "Is Tommy Oliver here?"

"I am. How is Jason?"

"He's out of surgery. Until he wakes up, we won't know the extent of brain damage. The surgery went well and we expect him to wake up soon. Mr. Oliver - "

"Actually, it's Dr. Oliver. Not medical, but still."

The surgeon smiled. "Then, Dr. Oliver, we need you to sign some paperwork, please." The two walked out of the room as the others breathed a sigh of relief. Kim spoke first.

"I think we all have some calls to make now that we have more information." The others nodded and headed for the door, pulling out cell phones on the way.