"Hey Kim," Ron called as he headed for the door, "good job today."

Kim smiled tiredly at her partner, "Thanks Ron, you too. Have fun this weekend."

"Oh fuck you!" Ron said before he left, grimacing at the reminder that his in-laws were in town for his wife's birthday party.

"You wish!" Kim hollered. She swung her backpack over her shoulder, wincing as the bag smacked the bruise on her back, but made herself continue undeterred towards the parking lot. They'd been called in for a bank robbery with hostages that had resulted in a tactical conclusion, and Kim had collided with a chair while avoiding the previously unnoticed automatic rifle carried by the leader of the team. They'd gotten everyone out with minor injuries, making it a good day for the SWAT team.

"Officer Johannason!"

Kim turned to find Marcus Oslo rushing across the hall towards her. The young patrol officer hero worshiped the SWAT team, and would often do favors for them in return for being allowed to listen to their stories. Kim liked the young Black man, he was eager and smart, and would make a good member of the team in a few years if the Captain had his way.

"Officer Johannason," Oslo said as he skidded to a stop. Kim grabbed his arm to help him keep his balance. "Sorry, but Captain wanted me to remind you about the umbrellas," Oslo said.

Kim winced, "Right, thanks. I haven't entirely forgotten to bring them tomorrow."

Oslo smiled, "You're welcome, ma'am."

"Ozzy!" A tall brunet with a devilish grin popped out of the elevator and promptly pulled Oslo into a headlock. He grinned, "Hi Kimmie!"

Kim sighed, "Martin."

"How are you?" Brian Martin said.

Oslo jerked in Martin's grip, shifting his weight so he could kick the other officer in the shin. Then he gripped Martin's arm and shoulder and heaved, flipping him to the ground.

Kim chuckled, "So much better now." She smiled at Oslo, "Nice moves."

Oslo smiled tentatively back, "I had a good teacher."

"You'll get faster and better as you get more experience," Kim said, "but that was practically textbook."

"You're teaching him?" Martin groaned.

Kim shrugged, "He appreciates the value of what I have to offer."

"I asked you," Martin began as he started to get to his feet.

"You wanted to be a ninja," Kim said, "you also are entirely too fond of the fan belief that Clint Barton stalks his fellow agents with Nerf guns. I don't see a positive outlook in teaching you anything. Besides, the Captain told me not too." She resettled her bag and nodded to Oslo, "I'll see you tomorrow, Marcus. Have a good shift."

"Of course," Oslo said with a bright grin.

Kim pushed through the doors to the parking lot, fumbling her sunglasses out of the side pocket as she went. "Shit," Kim muttered as she dropped her sunglasses. Kim bent over to pick them up, and something exploded behind her, the shock wave of which sent her tumbling forward.

Kim looked up to find a purple-skinned alien in a leather harness watching her. "So you're the pink ranger," she said.

"Not exactly," Kim said as she stood up, "I'm retired lady." She pulled her gun out and leveled it even though she knew it wouldn't work.

"Not as retired as you think you are," the alien said, lifting her hand.

An engine roared and a red sports car crashed into the alien, knocking her flying as the door to the car popped open. "Get in!" The driver shouted.

Kim dove into the car, twisting to slam the door behind her as the car moved on. "Lighting Cruiser," she said.

"Good to know you actually recognize one of us," the driver said.

Kim blinked, "Petra?"

"Hey," Petra Hale said. "Justin sent me out here, and it looks like we were just in time."

"What's going on, who was that?" Kim said.

"She calls herself the Witch," Petra said, "and she's capturing Rangers. Didn't you hear what happened in Washington?"

"No, we were dealing with a bank robbery all day, what happened?" Kim said as she fumbled out her cell phone.

"Jason, Trini, and Zack were captured," Petra said, "and they were turned into what Justin calls a Key. I don't understand it really."

"The Witch did that?" Kim said, "I need to call James."

"The Witch is ignoring non-Rangers at the moment," Petra said, "he should be fine for now. Lightspeed's arranging for all the Ranger kids to be held there."

"What about us?" Kim said.

"Justin will brief you in Beacon Hills," Petra said. "The Witch is only targeting Rangers, so we're trying to get everyone informed and in position. It's not pretty, Kim. According to our sources, the Galaxy Rangers were captured, Andros is missing, and Ashley, Karone, TJ, and Carlos are captured along with someone named Analyn of KO-35. Tommy, Billy, Hunter, and Blake were meeting with TJ, Carlos, and Karone, at the Haven with Rocky and Alia and the Megaforce team. Alia pushed Rocky out of the way of the Witch's spell and the Megaforce team evacuated Rocky out and back to Earth to warn us. The others were captured."

Kim stared at her phone, and then dialed James's cell phone as tears streaked down her face. Charlie was away on business, so she'd have to trust James to remember what to do.

"Mom, are you okay?" James said, "There was an explosion at the station."

"I'm fine," Kim said, "James honey, there's Ranger trouble. I need you to take Becca and go to ground. A Lightspeed Agent will be coming for you, someone you can trust, okay?"

"Mom," James said.

"Answer me," Kim said sharply, "do you understand?"

"I understand," James said.

"I'll be fine, James. You have to take care of Rebecca though."

"I will," James said. "You do what you have to, Mom. We'll be safe."

"I love you," Kim said. "I love both of you, tell Rebecca that."

"I will," James said. "Don't forget, you promised to come to my meet on the fifteenth."

"I did," Kim said, she smiled, "I won't forget. I'll be there."

"We're here," Petra said.

"James, I have to go. I love you." Kim said.

"Love you too," James said.

Kim hung up her phone and stared at the background image of James and Rebecca, unable to keep the tears from flowing.