A/N: Hey guys! I'm pretty late on getting this chapter up and for that I'm truly story! But don't worry the next chapter will still be up and running this Sunday. Also, looks like we may possibly have a Kat/Jason pairing ;) although it won't be for a while and there will be mentions of Jason/Emily. As I've mentioned before there won't be a Kat/Tommy pairing, but…well you'll see.

Chapter Four: Am I Ever Going To Find Out

It seemed almost impossible how her first week in Angel Grove managed to drag on almost as if it were never ending, but yet speed by so quickly that Kimberly couldn't believe the week was almost up. She sighed while walking back toward campus after another lunch spent at the Scott Residence, alone. It had been the fourth time she'd opted to leave campus even with Jason's minor pleas of "Have lunch with us today?" She always declined coming up with what Jason had considered a bullshit excuse, but never actually calling her out on it. He would just nod and ask if she'd like some company and she always refused with statements starting with "what if?"

"What if the team needed you during lunch?" Of course, the team was capable of handling themselves Jason would reason. They've been doing just fine long before I made a comeback as the Gold Ranger. "But what if they need you right then and there?" He's response was simple as two words: I'll teleport. "What if Rita or Zedd send out putties?" Putties are nothing more than a sorry excuse of clay goons gone retarted. Hell, Jason would remind Kimberly of the time when there had been an episode were the Power Rangers had been turned into children without powers and were still able to defeat said putties. Kim knew this she was there and even managed to destroy one with a dodge ball. "What if there's another monster attack?" If the others really need the Gold Ranger they'll call upon me, Jason assured.

Eventually he would notice her grow agitated with him and not wanting to hinder their friendship Jason would back off allowing her to win another round of a raging war he had yet to notice grow within her.

Kimberly sighed, once again, kicking a rock across the sidewalk pavement watching it tumble across the grass. She had never grown accustomed to being alone and this was one of the times she truly needed someone by her side. What she wouldn't give to have Jason spend at least once lunch with her, but it wasn't that easy and she was too stubborn. She thought back on her decision to go home for lunch on her first day, it had been a wise choice because not to long after eating she had grown acquainted with the porcelain toilet in the downstairs bathroom. The next day had been the same as the following day after that and even today her schedule with the toilet had been on time as she heaved up the sandwich and orange juice from fifteen minutes earlier. She wondered why she even bothered. Her stomach was never settled.

She felt the slight breeze twirl around her, the October air was fresh, and the foliage on the trees had beautiful shades of brown, orange, red, and yellows. Glancing around the park Kimberly had counted the number of leaf piles scattered across the grass trying anything to keep her mind off to where she was headed next, but of course she couldn't keep her mind off of school for one sole reason, Music period. It was the class she had after lunch which happened to be next and the second class she had with all the Rangers, just like home room. When Kimberly would catch their eye Rocky and Adam would send her small almost apologetic smiles when no one else was looking and especially when a certain red leader was away from the group, but that was the extent of any communication with them. Billy had yet to say a word to her along with Tanya and Kat who outright refused to even look at her. Kim rolled her eyes absentmindedly at the absurdity of it all. If the Power Rangers wanted to act like children well then so be it.

The sound of someone strumming a guitar caught her attention. She hadn't held one in months and missed the way the wired strings would vibrate as her fingers delicately swayed against it. Allowing her feet to usher her toward the swing set her eyes caught a glimpse of a boy, no not a boy and not a man, a teenaged youth about her age sitting one of the swings. She hadn't paid much attention to any of her classmates before believing that she knew most of them, but perhaps she was wrong.

"I'm sorry." She apologized when she seen him jolt at her figure. He had been so engrossed with trying to find a right tune for a song he had been humming he didn't notice her standing there. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's alright." He looked up. The stranger didn't like being caught by surprise nor did he like people listening on an unfinished piece of his music, but he couldn't be mad at a girl as pretty as the one standing before him.

"That was pretty good."

He made a face as if to disagree with her. "I only started learning to play this." He held up the guitar for the briefest of seconds.

Kimberly didn't know what exactly to say next so she studied him. He wasn't scrawny, but he wasn't muscular like Tommy and Jason. He did have broad shoulders, brown hair-not as dark as Jason's and not as light as Tommy's-dark chocolate brown as if it had been dyed darker the roots of his hair a blonde-not as bright as Katherine's- sandy blonde, the bluest set of eyes she'd ever seen, and a perfect face. He was a pretty boy by all standards, model material for sure. Of course she was only observing.

"I should just stick with what I'm good at. The piano and drums." He broke her train of through and smiled. This had been the most contact anyone has tried to make with her other than Jason, her parents, and her godparents the Scotts. "I'm Tristan."

"Kimberly." She took his hand and shook it.

"I know." He stated lamely and when she gave him a quizzical look he continued. "That made me sound like a creeper." Smiling shyly, damn even his smile was perfect. "Uh, we have Music Class together with Rogers."

"We do?" Kim decided to take a seat on the empty swing next to him.

"Yeah, you always sit in the back corner by yourself. Hardly ever talk. But sometimes that guy, um what's his name? He's pretty popular. Jason? I think. He'll sit with you for a while."

Kim smiled slightly out of politeness. How had he noticed her and she not him?

"God, I swear I'm not a stalker or anything. Jesus. I'm just very observant whenever I'm stuck in new surroundings."

"That and I bet it's probably all the crazy gossipy rumors going around about me." She wondered if he tried to beat around the bush.

"Then there's that." Tristan agreed. He'd tried to shut that out. He wasn't much for gossip especially since what had happened to his sister a couple years back, but it was hard to ignore it when the whole school had been talking about it since Tuesday. "Kimberly Hart: The school's sweetheart and resident heartbreaker."

She cringed.

He paused. "I'm so sorry."

"I should get going." Standing abruptly she grabbed her messenger bag from the sand and headed toward the school. So much for forgetting.

She was halfway out of the park when suddenly she was surrounded by five grey suited things she never wanted to see again and instantly took a fighting stance.

"Seriously! Putties?" She watched them dance around her for a couple of minutes wondering why they hadn't bothered to attack. What had started out as clay monsters had turned into dusty beings with red beady eyes and two left feet. "I'm not even a ranger anymore." Kimberly hissed at them as if they would understand her.

The putties would take a step toward her, but quickly take a step back as if they were being forced to. Arching an eyebrow Kimberly had become intrigued with the little fact that they had not tried to pounce on her. She took a step forward toward one of them and they took two steps back.

"What in the…?" Doing it again and again the putties kept moving away from her as she tried to move closer. It was as if it were physically impossible for them to get close to Kimberly.

"Kimberly!" She turned quickly, during her tenure Power Ranger she would have never let herself become distracted, but seeing as the clay bastards weren't able to physically touch her let alone harm her she gave her attention to the guy she left on the swings.

"Tristan, get out of here!" She ordered. They couldn't attack her, but they could easily attack him. And they did.

Wildly sauntering toward the civilian the putties began to make their way toward him, he tried to fight them, but he wasn't a martial arts expert hell he's only ever punched one guy before for his sister's sake and that had caused him to break a knuckle. Someway somehow he managed to make his way toward Kimberly with getting knocked down once.

"I'm not going to leave you here with these things." He replied standing in front of her as to protect her.

Kim inwardly rolled her eyes not that he could see. It's not like she was a total damsel in distress as a lot of people would presume. Maybe a couple of times and less than five she actually really needed saving. In fact, she saved the Rangers on her own more than the times someone had saved her.

With the lunch hour quickly coming to an end the Rangers had found themselves outside of the boy's restroom waiting for a fellow member of their group. For some reason Billy had been feeling sick the last couple of days. He had run a diagnostic test with the results coming back clean. Not even a stomach bug could be found with Zordon's futuristic equipment. It had been torturous for the boy genius with the bouts of nausea and with the way is shoulder had been acting up. Billy had tried to calculate if he may have torn a muscle in a flight, but all his data had come back inconclusive. He was frustrated and a frustrated Billy Cranston was not good.

"Do you think he's going to be alright?"

Tommy may have not been the genius in the group, but he was the leader and his team always looked toward him for answers to questions he may or may not be able to respond to.

Just than the door had swung open revealing their friend who had done a one-eighty and no longer wore the shade of green on his face.

"How do you feel?" Tommy asked concerned.

"Much better." Billy nodded.

"Do you think it could have been something you ate?" Tanya spoke up. She knew there was a reason why she refused to eat the school's cafeteria food and always insisted on bringing her own lunch in a brown paper bag.

"I ate the same thing as he did." Rocky pointed out. "And I'm perfectly fine."

"Yeah, but you're a human garbage disposal, Rocko." Adam patted his back. "I wonder what it could have been. We all had the sloppy joes and for the most part we all fill pretty okay."

"It's as much as a mystery to me as it is to all of you." Billy was sick of the unnatural feelings he was getting. He wondered if he would ever find out and get to the bottom of what had caused him to feel this way. The situation he was in was bizarre and he hadn't bothered to factor in that the achy shoulder and upset stomach might possibly be related.

In fact, no one had come to that conclusion for a few obvious reasons. One, no one had spoken to Kimberly other than Jason. Two, Kimberly would never tell Jason about her nausea or her throbbing shoulder that was taking forever to heal. Three, neither Kimberly nor Billy even thought about the time when Billy's invention had switched their bodies. They had let their brains block out that incident. Four, Jason had been the only one present in the group of active Power Rangers who had witnessed it and knew about it. Five, He forgot about it. Six, at the time no one had realized the possible effects such an invention and mishap could have. And lastly seven, the switch-a-roo had caused side effects nothing dangerous, but more of a twin-telepathy thing. Billy had always thought that it had been because they were Rangers that he was able to tell when Kimberly was injured and she thought the same about him. So when she moved and she couldn't feel that sixth sense anymore she just assumed it was because she was no longer a ranger as did he. It had actually been the distance of 3000 miles between the two that caused it to weaken, but now that they were in much closer quarters to each other than they had been in the last year the connection was stronger than ever especially because of Kimberly's condition.

Of course no one knew that because they never bothered to test for any possible effects after the incident. The reason behind that was embarrassment on both halves. Kimberly had just wanted to forget about the day and Billy had had the sudden urge to urinate that he had ran toward the bathroom as soon as his mind and body were one again. He could hear Kimberly mumble as he rushed out of the garage "I didn't use the bathroom all day while I was in Billy's body. I just couldn't. I mean I really had to go, but I didn't want to you know…see his um-" Of course, by than Billy was in the house. He would never tell Kimberly that he had gotten curious with her female body and stood in front of the mirror shirtless. He was too ashamed after he heard half her statement.

Suddenly the beeping sound coming from Tommy's communicator had caused an end to that conversation. The halls were still empty, but not for long.

"This is Tommy."

"Rangers-"Alpha's voice was in a panic. "Zedd's sent down putties to Angel Grove park and they're terrorizing citizens. I'm sending you the coordinates right away."

"We're on it." Tommy replied while his team stood behind him ready to morph than teleport out of the school.

They landed in a straight line of green, yellow, gold, red, pink, and blue completely morphed in their Zeo suits gazing around the empty park. Alpha had said citizens were in danger, but the park was quiet and empty except for the occasional bird chirping and squirrels running across one tree to the next.

"Look, over there." Adam, the green ranger pointed toward the top of the hill as Goldar appeared.

"Kimberly!" Jason had to restrain himself from yelling loudly and angrily as he took off running with the others in hot pursuit. She had been on top of the hill, but not by herself and the stranger with her didn't need to hear the power rangers calling Kim by name.

On top of the hill Kimberly and Tristan's bodies were back to back with Kim still in fighting stance and Tristan mimicking her moves. She obviously had a run in with these before.

Kimberly had seen the array of colors fly across the sky before landing a ways down from her. She smiled brightly for the first time in a long while before her smile fell at the sound a familiar distinguished voice.

"You good for nothing clay brains!" Goldar huffed. "You can't even capture a powerless human girl." He had mentioned as a dig toward Kimberly and the fact that she would no longer be an equal opponent in battle and that he could easily take her now that she wasn't a ranger.

"What are you?" Tristan asked obviously shaken by the gold presence in front of him.

"I'm the one who'll kill you and capture her." Goldar's voice grated on Kimberly's last nerve and having a sword pointing at her didn't help her anger.

"Ignore him. He's just a monkey." She mocked.

"With wings?" Tristan asked dubiously. "What the fu-"He didn't finish the curse word feeling the blade of the sword across his neck. Goldar didn't like to be ignored or being called a monkey.

Pushing Tristan aside Kimberly stepped in front of him. Her instincts to protect a civilian were still top priority even though she was now considered one also.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Goldar growled.

Kim rolled her eyes. "As if you'll even have the chance. The power rangers are on their way up."

"I'm not scared of those power brats. I'll destroy them once and for all."

"Don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself say that? You're nothing more than a broken record player."

Taking offense Goldar raised his sword in the air the sound of a particular Red and Gold ranger screaming NO! could be heard and the background which made this so much more sweeter as he took a step forward, but was pulled back confused.

It was as if a barrier had been pulled up between Kimberly and anything dangerous; the same barrier that had pulled up between her and the putties.

"This keeps getting more intriguing." Zedd's voice rang through the sky as his image appeared in the clouds. "You're worth more to me alive than dead, dear. Goldar don't you dare touch a hair on her head." He ordered. "I'll be seeing you soon pinkie."

Down below the Rangers had just defeated the last of the putties as Zedd's message echoed through the park causing their blood to run cold and by the time they reached the gold buffoon he had decided to disappear. Was she ever going to find out what he meant by that? God, she prayed she would never have to know.

Kimberly had been shaken by Zedd's threat, even more shaken than the time she had been drained from her powers because this time it wasn't only she that he threatened but the life of her unborn child.

"Are you alright?" The question came from the blue ranger. They had to keep their distance which deep down had killed them to do because this was Kimberly the original and yet they couldn't try and comfort her.

She nodded her head.

"Are you sure?" The Gold Ranger asked with more concern.

"Yes."

Liar.

"It's good to see that you're safe." The green ranger added

"We should really head back to school." Tristan spoke in awe of the Rangers before him. He'd live in Angel Grove since the beginning of July, but this was the first time he'd come face to face with the well known Power Rangers. He's only known them as Zeo, but apparently there had been a great debate on which rangers were better, The Mighty Morphine or Zeo Power Rangers, because surely they couldn't be the same. One thing was for sure whoever they were they were loved by all.

"Do you need one of us to accompany you safely there?" The Red Ranger spoke.

The others looked at their leader their helmets and dark visors camouflaging their reactions as well as his expression.

"No you've done enough." Kimberly spoke with a beaten down voice and walking off in the opposite direction.

Tristan watched them all nod except for the red ranger and before transporting out he noticed the pink ranger put her hand softly on the shoulder of her leader.

"So do you think the pink and red ranger have something going on?" Tristan caught up to Kimberly. Her only response to his question was a disgusted look. She had always pictured Red and Pink as nothing more than a brother and sister color and not because Jason had been red and she'd been a pink. In fact, they had formed that bond long before being actual Rangers, but because pink had actually been a lighter shade of red; the colors were related. It was just too close of a color to actually be considered romantically involved in her opinion.

"Come on we're going to be late for Music class." She wasn't going to dignify his question with an answer. As self-centered as it sounded the thought of Tommy with anyone else had made her physically sick to her stomach and in search of a trash can.

A/N: Alright there it is. What does Zedd want with Kim? And does he know about the baby? Maybe he doesn't know and is more interested with the fact that Kim has a sort of force field protecting her. I know it's a slow first few chapters, but I promise next one there will be a bit of cat fighting possibly bro fighting I haven't decided on that one just yet(no bashings tho there's a difference remember) Also a Halloween bash takes place. Let me know your thoughts in a review. It would be greatly appreciated.

I also wanted to point out Tristan will NOT be a love interest for Kim. Actually he's the "pawn" I'm going to use to get Tommy and Kim back together and a jealousy factor for Tommy. Also if it helps picture Tristan as Silas from Weeds (Hunter Parrish) I may own the character of Tristan, but sadly I do not own Hunter.

Name of Chapter: Song by Lifehouse