Turn Right
Chapter 6: Second Lap
By: Pink-Green-White-4ever
Series Started: August 6, 2009
Chapter Last Revised: February 5, 2010

Summary: A look into Scott's thoughts following him finding the wreckage of his brother's plane
Setting: Post "Ranger Red"
Ship: If you have been watching RPM, you should know

AN: I personally believe there's more going on behind the scenes of RPM then we get to see each episode. This story is my interpretation of what was going on between the Rangers, how they were living their lives when Venjix wasn't attacking, and how some people got as close as they did.

Dedication: Enigmaforum, dearest little sister. Thank you sooo much for the song that inspired my PR muse to get back on her horse and try again. This story is all for you! Shawn, Ang, Liz and Rapunzl – I love you dearly, thank you for the love and support.

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Pick up all your tears
Throw 'em in your backseat
Leave without a second glance
Somehow I'm to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life-- Turn Right, Jonas Brothers --

Turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won't be alone
You might
Fall off this track sometimes
Hope to see you on the finish line

Driving all your friends
At a speed they cannot follow
Soon you will be on your own
Somehow I'm to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life

Turn right (turn right)
Into my arms
Turn right (turn right)
You won't be alone
You might (you might)
Fall off this track sometimes
Hope to see you at the finish line

I did all I could
And I gave
Everything
But you had to go your way
And that road was not for me

Turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won't be alone
You might (you might)
Fall off this track sometimes
Hope to see you at the finish line

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"This was reckless and dangerous! If Marcus were here…!"

"IF Marcus were here…he would have done it himself."

-- Colonel Truman and Scott, Ranger Red --

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Second son. Second best. In my father's eyes, I will never be good enough, will never live up to my older brother's memory. I had thought I was past it. When I was named Red Ranger, I remember thinking 'Finally!'. I figured Dad would have to admit I was just as good as Marcus.

I was horribly wrong.

What's more, I foolishly endangered the safety of Corinth and my team by doing something against his wishes. Fortunately for me, everything turned out alright and we got the Croc Carrier online, along with the Valmax Megazord.

And still, I'm haunted.

Finding Marcus' cockpit in the wastes, nearly fully intact with no body, it was another wound to my already battered heart. I've not felt whole since the day I lost my brother. He always understood me better than anyone, understood the pressure I felt, the attention I craved from my dad, and the disappointment that came with not being good enough.

It was Marcus who helped me make Eagle Squad. It was him who stayed up late and got up early to tutor me, to train me, to help me succeed. He may not have lived to see the results, but the lessons he taught me, I've carried them with me as I made the transition into being Red Ranger.

Trusting my teammates to have my back, to do what they've trained to do, I get that from Marcus. Maybe it would be easier if we had a body to bury; maybe then Dad and I would have closure. Right now, I'll never know for sure. I don't know if he's truly dead or not. The not knowing, it kills me a little more every day, just like I know it kills my father. I understand him better than he ever will me.

"Scott?"

Flynn's sitting ext to me on the couch, staring at me intently. Flynn, who's been beside me every step of the way in the last year. He's always around with a joke or a piece of advice, a helping hand or an ear to lend. He's become my brother in everything but blood.

Lost one brother, gained another. Not to mention a sister who's always there too. "Yeah Flynn?"

"Ye okay? Ye spaced out there, right in the middle of the discussion we were havin."

"Just thinking."

He doesn't say anything, just nods and sits back with me. Losing my brother hurt like hell, and it still hurts to this day, but I've got to live on, in memory of him. And with friends like Flynn and Summer, and even Dillon, Ziggy and the Doc, I'm going to succeed. I'm going to make him proud of me.