The Accident

People crowded around the little pink Corvette that Kim had driven. An EMS Tech looked through the pocketbook that had been found for her contact information. Thomas Oliver. No address, but there was a cell phone number. He would call once he got the woman stabalized. No sense in worrying the family until the knew more about what happened. The other driver was no where to be seen. He wondered about this girl, who she was, what she was doing here. She was pretty, young, he would say mid-twenties to early thirties, brown hair. She was slender, and vagually familiar.

Adam looked at her carefully. Kimberly Hart. Thomas Oliver. Oh, crap. She had been the first pink ranger, and he was going to have to call Tommy and tell him. He had been there that fateful day when Tommy had received that letter from Kim. He didn't know why she did it, but it was a lie if she still carried Tommy as her in case of emergency person. He usually dreaded those phone calls, but he really hated to make this one. He had lost touch with the other rangers over the years, so much so that he hadn't reconized his phone number. Last he had heard, Tommy had graduated grad school and was a teacher some place although he wasn't quite sure where.

He was pretty sure Tommy had never changed his number, but he had been a power ranger for so long. He looked down and Kimberly, and whispered a prayer. He had never expected to have any connection with the power rangers other than with Rocky who had become an EMT tech too. "Rocky?" he called, "Get over here. Get the jaws of life. We've got to get her out of here."

"Right boss," Rocky mock-saluted.

"Rock, it's Kim."

"Kim?" he came over to where Adam was. "Oh, boy. And she's banged up pretty bad. I'm going to get her out. Do you want to call Tommy?"

"Do I have a choice? He'll kill me if we don't tell him." Adam took out his cell, confident in Rocky's and the tech's abilities to save Kim's life. He dialed up the number and checked it twice.

"Doctor Oliver."

Adam stood there in shock. Dr. Oliver? Tommy repeated his name again. "Tommy, this is Tommy?"

"Speaking," Tommy replied.

"This is Adam."

Tommy's voice immidately warmed up. "Adam, how's it been? Are you in town? How are things with the EMS buisness? Still saving lives?"

Adam swallowed hard, this was going to be harder than he thought. "This isn't a personal call, Tommy."

"Is it about the Rangers?" Tommy asked, "Is there an attack?"

"Not that kind of buisness. I'm calling because you were listed as an emergency contact to call."

"Who? What happened?"

"It's Kim, Tommy. She was in a car accident. We're going to have to air-lift her to San Fran Memorial Hospital."

"How bad is it?" Tommy's voice had changed, had become hard. He was worried, Adam knew.

"It's hard to say. We're just getting her out of the car."

"I'm on my way." The phone went dead on Adam's side and he turned to Rocky. They had her out of the car and were getting her stabalized. There was no telling how many fractures she had. Adam and Rocky had decided that they would be saving lives in a different way than when they were rangers, and this was one of the hardest times they had. Adam and Rocky were going to be air-lifted with Kim to keep her stable. Every minute seemed to tick by as they kept monitoring her vitals, she had a concussion and several broken bones. Adam prayed while Rocky kept telling her it would be okay.