A/N:Oh jesus i'm sorry this chapter took forever to get written guys. I got struck down with the flu and it was bad. So now we're into the meat of the story, and i wanted to kind of give you guys an update on what's going to go on with the Marvel Timeline. Captain America: The Winter Soldier takes place in April of 2014, and our story is currently in February of 2014. Everything up to Thor: The Dark World is cannon, and everything after is not. I will be introducing Bucky Barnes and the Avengers will continued to be involved with the story and we will occasionally be checking in on them the way we've been currently checking in on past rangers. But the reason for my total mucking of the timeline is that by the time we hit April 2014 in the story will have shifted focus to the rangers and the story I'm trying to tell with them. If you're reading this on Archive of Our Own, you'll see that two of the tags are Team as Family and Learning to Trust Again. Ultimately this is a Power Rangers story and the focus, once the team is all back together, will be on them. This is also a story with a heavy focus on Kimberly, and I wanted to give you all time with the person she has become, to sort of re-get to know her and we'll get to know the other rangers again beyond the brief glimpses we've seen and ya known, without the lense of a kids TV show. I will also preface this first part by saying writing full fight scenes is not something I have done in almost six years. Please forgive the visible rust.

Kimberly stood on one end of the room, watching the Avengers with marked interest. She knew she could probably take on Clint and Natasha without her suit, they were evenly matched in martial arts skills and to her knowledge, they didn't have the enchantments she had. Steve Rogers would be a toss up, his good old boy sensibilities might cause him some issues fighting a woman and if their strength and reflexes were on par, she could use the tactics that had always worked against Tommy and Jason, Stark she would need to call on her Ninja form for, she doubted though that unless she tried for a full morph that she would come out on top of that fight. Her agility could only help her for so long against the firepower that the Iron Man armor held and she wasn't willing to try and morph yet, still unsure it would even work.

"How do you want to do this Agent Hart?" Dr. Banner asked from beside her. The man had declared that he was unwilling to bring the Hulk out against her, and Kim had to agree there would be no point in it. She wasn't even sure how a Megazord would fair against the Hulk, let alone her unmorphed.

"I'll start with Clint and Natasha, then Rogers and then finally Iron Man in the suit." She said with a tone of nonchalance, as if she was training with anyone else.

"I hope you're not planning to put that shield away Captain? I always was really good at frisbee." she teased, watching as eyebrows went up around the group.

"No ma'am." he said almost cautiously

"Alright then kids, let's get this show on the road." Tony said from the corner of the room, armor on but his faceplate lifted.

"You hurting for an asskicking that bad Stark?" Clint asked with chuckle, satisfied that all of his arrowheads had been replaced with safe training ones as he knocked an arrow.

It wasn't in any way honorable, but he wanted to test Kim's reflexes, see if that comment she made about being able to hear Fury on Nat's comm had been a well placed bluff. He let the arrow fly and watched just a little stunned as the woman went from standing slightly relaxed next to Bruce to throwing herself into a backflip, avoiding the arrow that sailed past her, dinged against the wall and fell with a clatter to the floor. Kimberly landed on her feet, both hands up in a defensive position as she waited for the next attack to come. Natasha attacked from her right, Kim barely getting a block in to stop the kick that the red haired woman had aimed at her head. The former pink ranger spun gracefully, using her leg to sweep away the Black Widow's balance, sending a surprised Natasha stumbling, the force of the leg having not been what she was prepared for. A round off into a front flip put some distance between her and her opponents, a second round off letting her dodge another one of Clint's arrows. Smiling as she dropped into a defensive position, Kim let her front hand extended, palm up and then gestured for the two of them to get on with it, a clear taunt at the both. From the sidelines, Tony was watching highly amused as the two master assassins attacked with vigor, the three now trading blows in an almost bloodthirsty way. It was extremely entertaining to watch and not just because the chocolate haired woman seemed to be taunting the pair at every moment she could, but because up until now, he hadn't seen anyone able to match the two where martial arts were concerned. Steve had strength, his show offy punches, kicks, flips and of course the shield. He wondered absently if the physics defying disc would help him, since he had seen the woman dodge more than one of Clint's arrows.

"Do you yield?" Kimberly's voice pulled Tony out of his thoughts, eyebrow raising up into his hairline when he saw the woman had Clint's own bow trained on him, Natasha having frozen at the question.

Clint did not give a verbal answer, but nodded and slowly stood up, Kim handing back the bow and then turned on her heel to Natasha, the two women facing off with each other, smiling widely.

"Not bad. Surprised you managed to hide skills like that from the agency." Natasha commented with an gleam in her eye, trying to drag information out about the woman as they traded blows.

"You spend long enough wearing the mask, it becomes your life." She said with mock solemnity, the truth poking through just a little bit.

"Stereotypical valley girl like you, I'm sure you had to beat them off with a stick." Never let it be said that Natasha didn't work quick. In the time between Fury calling the meeting and when the Director had actually stepped into the room, Natasha had used S.H.I.E.L.D and J.A.R.V.I.S to dig up as much information as she possibly could on Agent Kimberly Hart, and it seemed, she had just struck a severe nerve. Suddenly the pink rangers attack blows came out heavier, angrier than Natasha had been expecting. "Or were you the more looks innocent love 'em and leave 'em type?"

Kim saw red, almost swearing that for the briefest of moments her eyes were the red they had been when she had been Maligore's daughter. She sent out a furious kick to the other woman's abdomen, using all of the might she possessed, sneering as she watched Natasha crumbled to the ground, spitting out blood. It struck an emotional cord, making her think of what she had done with the letter. She had done exactly what agent Romanoff had implied, the reminder was not kind to her. She had destroyed the best relationship she had ever had, turned to ash like Power Coins in Goldar's hand.

"You're ready to go Captain?" Kimberly asked, turning away from Natasha, not paying attention to Bruce and Clint helping her off to the sides, the doctor looking her over.

"That was out of line, Agent Hart." Steve chided, rolling his shoulders as he stepped onto the blue mat, the pink ranger slowly advancing on him.

"Your line placement and mine are different." She shrugged, waiting for him to make the first move. With Clint and Natasha she knew they would be eager to test her as much as they could, but Steve had seen her show off a little, had seen the brutal strength that her slim gymnast body hid. She wanted to see how he approached a threat he knew, if he was more like Jason or like Tommy. Kimberly continued to move in a circular motion, her arms up in a defense position, until finally Steve got tired of waiting for her to make the first move and he did. Swinging out at her with his left arm, Kim put up her arm to block a smirk blooming across her face at the slight look of shock that covered Rogers's face. She used his shock to make her move, lunging slightly as she used her free arm to strike at his knees, watching as it knocked his balance away with a satisfied grin. The soldier kipped himself back up and launched himself into a flurry of attacks, impressed by the speed of her response and the power that she put behind each blow.

"You're holding back Captain Rogers and I find it highly offensive." Kimberly commented dryly as they traded blows, Steve doing his best to hold back his considerable strength while also not putting his all into the fight.

"Natasha mentions the same thing every time we spar." he replies back with a slight tone of laughter in his voice

"It's an insult to your opponent." Kim remarked with a cold tone as his legs were swept out from under him.

The pink ranger reached down to help him up, yelping in surprise when she was flipped over him and to the ground. The slight woman was grinning like a maniac when they were face to face again. Steve let himself get lost in the fight, no longer letting himself get his ass kicked by Kimberly but still having trouble besting her. She was incredibly well trained he observed and her agility made it easy for her to flip or jump out of the reach of his blows. Even the shield had proved to not deter the woman, sometimes using his penchant for blocking with it against him. One time using the low block he had planned with it to launch herself off it in a backward flip, her foot clipping his chin as it went backwards. The pink ranger kicked forward once and then a second, more powerful blow sent him sprawling back, his chest aching ever so slightly. He was about to strike back when he saw the Iron Man armor rising into the air behind Kim, rolling out of the way when Tony shot a repulsor wide so as to let the woman know he was there but not harm her.

"Ninjette! The Crane." Kim shouted the phrase, Steve backing away as he watched in slight awe as a flash of bright pink light encased her for the briefest second and when it was gone, the pink ninja stood in her place.

"You really can't explain that one can you?"Tony asked as the woman focused on him, the scientist in him dying to know just how it worked, his hatred of magic fueling his need to have a scientific explanation.

Instead of speaking, Kim smirked behind her facemask and created a smokescreen, using the pink smoke as a cover to burrow under the ground, reappearing behind Stark. She knew she couldn't beat him, but there was no harm in showing off the perks that came with the ninja powers. "I told you Tony, I was just there to look pretty."

The Iron Man spun around, breath catching a little as he saw two more ninja's split off from the original. Each ninja's hand gripped the left side of her uniform before seeming to toss if off, leaving Kimberly standing alone and without the suit. "I yield, even with the power of the ninja suit I don't stand a chance against your fire power."

Tony nodded, although it didn't look like anything more than a slight inclination of his head to anyone outside the armor. He had to admit that it stroked his ego to know that she didn't think she could take him on, when the other's besides Bruce had all been easy for her to hold up against. He wished she had been able to fully morph, wanting to see what her full powers were like and to test his armor against them. The sheer thought of it had him giddy at ways he could improve his armor after fighting against hers.

"So do we pass your test, Agent?" Natasha wondered icely from his right.

"I'll put a call into Fury that i'm willing to be attached to the team for missions that include my enemies and any you as a team face that I can help with. The ranger powers will strictly be for use against Tenga's and anything else from my neck of the woods that pops up." She looked at both Rogers and Stark as she spoke, her gaze lingering on Tony.

"Stop by once all the paper works done, I make all the best toys." the engineer offered, a few ideas for a uniform of sorts for her already blazing through his mind.

Scott Apartment, New York City, February 18th 2014

Trini Scott very rarely called out sick from work, able to count the number of times she had done so in the past five years on one hand with fingers left over. Her day had been spent on the couch with homemade soup, orange juice and lots of tissues, CNN playing on the TV as she watched the world keep on turning. The news was currently showing footage of the Avenger's latest skirmish, the video caught by a station in Boston, as they took on some sort of deformed metal creatures. Trini was just about to switch it over to one of the daytime soap operas that her mother in law was fond of when something caught her eye. To her knowledge there had only been one female Avenger, but it seemed there was a second now, currently fighting alongside Captain America. She was dressed like a ninja, wearing a mostly black outfit that left no part of her skin open to attack, a lower face mask covering her nose and a hood covering her hair from view. The first yellow ranger found it interesting that included in the outfit was a war skirt; the fabric only as thick as the gap in the woman's thighs, and long enough that it stopped just above her knee and also that the accents on the costume were a deep pink. Not bright enough to draw attention but subtly there if you were scrutinizing the outfit. She watched the woman fighting, not surprised that the TV crew kept panning back to her whenever they could. The way she fought was familiar to Trini and it took her a few moments before realization dawned on her cruel and shocking. Her hand blindly groped for her cellphone, moving on autopilot as she found the contact she was looking for and started a call.

"Are you in your hotel room?" she asked the man on the other end of the phone, voice filled with heartache. "Turn on CNN, now!" the harsh tone startled the man on the other end, who rushed to do what she said.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" Zack Taylor asked with confusion, eyes widening as he understood what he was watching. "Holy shit, Tiger." he breathed

"I'm not hallucinating right? My mind isn't playing tricks on me because I'm sick? You see what I see?" she asked quietly, calmly voicing the words

"I see Kimberly Hart as a member of the Avengers." Zack confirmed, head falling back against the wall.

Kimberly had been the unspoken ghost between them all since the Turbo switch. Zack remembered trying to get a call through to her after what had happened, wanting to check up on her after the whole being turned evil and talk about the Olympics the year before, but the number he had for her was suddenly out of service, and when he had made contact with her mother, thanks to a number his mother had, Caroline had gently informed him that Kimberly had actually forbidden her mother to give out her new number to any of her old friends. She had of course shown up on the television during the 2000 Olympics but any attempts to find her or get in contact with her had been for nothing. And here she was, an Avenger in a ninja suit and taking on the metal creatures with just as much ease as Captain America.

"Trini is she, keeping up with Captain America?" he asked curiously, wanting to see if she had noticed the same thing he had

"Jason said he kept his super strength after the whole Maligore thing." Trini takes a deep breath at the mention of her husband, knowing that the conversation wouldn't be an easy one.

"Is he home?" Zach asks her softly, thoughts drifting to his oldest friend

"No, his shift gets done in a few hours. I'll talk to him. Try to keep him from going downtown and beating down the door to Stark Tower." she could already see the explosive reaction her husband would have to the news, the red ranger in him wanting to bull into the situation as if it were a china shop.

When Jason lets himself into his apartment building after a particularly long day, his sensitive nose is assaulted with the smells of his wife's home cooking. The man couldn't help be surprised since when he left her this morning she was very sick and laying on the couch, not in any mood to be cooking the complex dishes he could smell.

"Okay who died?" he said half in jest as he walked through the door of the apartment, eyebrow raised as he looked around their kitchen. The last time his wife had stress cooked to this extent, had been when Zordon was killed during the Countdown.

"Go get changed and then sit down. We have to talk." The tone of her voice leaves no room for argument and in true Red fashion, he stands stock still, the door closing softly behind him.

"What happened, Trini? Is it my mom?" he keeps his voice level, even as his hand shakes slightly. Last year, Ramona Scott beat her long struggle with breast cancer, and he could only assume that the dire tone in his wife's voice and the stress cooking was because it had come back.

"Firebird surfaced" she said quietly, his eyes widening in stunned confusion as she turns her laptop and presses play on a video, setting it to full screen so he can watch the news coverage. Jason gripped the top of the breakfast bar chair closest to him, using it to steady himself as he watched it all play out. His grip was so tight that he could feel the metal start to give way under his impressive strength, face starting to tinge with his signature color.

"Fucking bitch." he swore, tossing the chair to the ground and surprising not only his wife but himself as well. He stood for a moment in shock, staring down at the chair before finally looking up at her, tears shining unshed in his eyes.

"It's okay, baby." Trini assured him, once she had crossed the room and wrapped her slim arms around his broad shoulders. "Just let it out." she coaxed him, trying to rationalize that there had to be a good reason for what Kimberly had done, wanting to believe that the girl who had been her best friend on the planet wouldn't do this for no reason.

Somewhere in Space

"That blasted pink ranger is going to ruin everything!" the henchman groaned to his master, his fist shaking in direction of the viewing screen.

"Oh come now, this has only just begun." the villain spoke with a smooth voice, his face was boyish, his acid green eyes and the slight point to his ears the only things that gave him away physically as not being a human. "And she's been divided from her team for a very long time, I would not count on them mending those bridges so easily." he reminded his henchman with a wagging finger.

"Yes master." his henchman nodded, the golden glint of his armor reflecting off the low candle light

"Are the acolytes almost ready?" he asked the creature who served as his right hand

"They will be ready for the ritual by tomorrow." the other informed him with a sinister smirk.

"Let us keep our focus there, as we are not ready to reveal our true purpose. I'll keep sending creatures down as tests. There's no sense in worrying before we need to." he was nonchalant, overconfident in his belief that where others had failed he would succeed. The pink ranger showing up had been an unexpected turn of events, but not one that could not be surmounted. The rangers that had been hailed across the galaxies as undefeatable were fractured and the villain was skeptical that those fractures could be mended well enough to create a viable fighting force.

White Crane Gymnastics, New York City, February 20th 2014

"Hey Kim there's some beefy cute guy here to see you." one of her younger assistants startled her, causing her to give a small yelp and look up from the paperwork she was currently trying to finish. She froze, because the only men that fit the description that would come looking for her were not ones that were supposed to be able to find this place, the last thing Kimberly wanted was a full out scene in front of her students.

"Did he say what he wanted?" she asked, turning her chair lightly as she reached for the tilt wand, opening the blinds a little in the hopes she would be able to get a glimpse of who it was.

"No, just asked if you were here today and if he could talk to you." the young woman raised a brow, unsure of why her boss wasn't running out to talk to the extremely good looking blonde man.

Kimberly stepped out of her office, eyes tracking to the door and her nerves settling. It hasn't been Tommy, Jason or Billy like she thought it might be, but Steve Rogers standing there like he had been dropped from 1940.

"I guess I have Stark to thank for you turning up here?" She asked him with a raised brow, feigning annoyance when it was curiosity driving her words.

"J.A.R.V.I.S actually. I was surprised to find you don't own the place though, given its name." he said with a warm smile.

"Callaghan is my grandmother's maiden name, and my father named my younger sister Juliana." she explained with a mischievous look in her eye, Steve's smile widening further at the clever concealment. "Although something tells me that isn't what brought you down here."

"No, not totally. I was wondering if you might want to get coffee sometime. I'd like to get to know you beyond the personnel file and what Natasha managed to dig up." the man out of time shocked her, Kimberly pausing for a moment to think about the offer.

She wasn't sure if he meant it as a date or if it was just coffee to get to know each other a little better, something that made sense considering him being the leader of the avengers. But the implication of the possibility had her stomach in knots. She hadn't dated very much since Tommy, there had of course been no guy in Florida, but she had had a handful of boyfriends, one serious and the others much less than. Steve Rogers was a good looking man, and from what she knew about him, pure of heart. Her heart had never let go of Tommy, just as it had never let go of being a ranger and while one had turned out to be a good reason, maybe the former wasn't. Tommy was most likely married, maybe even had a child or two running around and was most certainly not still holding a torch for her. Just maybe, it was time for her to put the torch down as well.

"How do you feel about smoothies?" she finally answered, a ghost of a smile creeping across her face.

Chapter Title Song: This Is Happening - Taking Back Sunday

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