Guten Tag! Wie geht's? I'm soooo sorry that it took so long for me to get this up. I've had it written for a while now but I got another really bad migraine so I couldn't type it up. Thankfully it's going now and I have half term so I should be able to get another story written.

Thanks to Pink Wolf Princess, Keyrani, PinkRangerV, Psycho Tangerine and talkstoangels77 for all of your reviews!

A lot of this is from the 'Ranger Green' episode so its written how I saw it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or the quotes I use

Enjoy!

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A Mind

'One man who has a mind and knows it, can always beat ten men who haven't and don't'

George Bernard Shaw

She didn't know why she was there. Actually, she knew why she was there - to get back that curly haired idiot - but she didn't know why she was doing it. True she did need him so that the others had the advantages of his suit's power, but why couldn't he get out of this kind of situation himself? He had a morpher didn't he? No, wait, she had taken that from him when they were questioning him.

Okay, so maybe she had ruined any chance he had of escape, but if he hadn't been trying to play the hero he wouldn't be in this situation. Although, if she had been in the same position, she probably would have done anything to save those kids as well...

For several minutes now, she had been stood outside the Cartel headquarters. Many people would ask, if she needed him back, shouldn't she go in and help him? Well truthfully, she didn't know much about Fresno Bob and she thought that she might learn something if she just sat and watched.

From where she was crouched in her white cloak, she could see and hear everything that was happening.

Ziggy was stood in the center of a circle created by what were probably Fresno Bob's goons. Fresno Bob himself was walking around Ziggy, making himself seem more powerful.

"Ziggy, do you know what the contents of that truck was worth?" Fresno Bob paused for a moment. "Millions Ziggy, millions."

Ziggy's mouth quirked up slightly. "But to some people, even more." Somehow he kept his voice steady.

Fresno Bob walked up to Ziggy and placed a hand on his right shoulder. "Ziggy... You knew you wouldn't get away with it. You knew we would get you eventually. So, just between us old friend, why did you do it?"

Ziggy still kept his voice level. "All you need to know Bob, is that I'll do it again."

Shaking his head, Fresno Bob started to leave the circle.

"No Ziggy. You're not gonna do anything ever again."

The thugs making the circle started slamming their fists into their hands. Some even started to laugh. Any minute now they were going to pummel Ziggy to the floor.

So that's when she stopped watching and entered the room.

She glided from the door to the edge of the circle holding a large gun in her hand. The hood of her cloak was up and her head was bowed. Once she was sure everyone was looking at her she looked up and pulled off her hood.

Ziggy's eyes widened. "Dr K?"

Dr K lifted up the gun in her hand so that it pointed up at the room's ceiling. A group of three thugs stood just behind Ziggy in a triangle formation. The thug at the head of the triangle - oriental maybe? - laughed at Dr K.

"What's that supposed to be?" He sneered.

"That's an excellent question."

Dr K pointed the gun at the thugs and held down the trigger. Blue-white light crackled in the dish around the barrel of the gun. Something clicked in Ziggy's brain and he dashed off, jumping over a black leather sofa and hiding behind it.

Taking hold of the gun with both hands, Dr K sent a shot out at the three thugs that had been behind Ziggy.

The one who had previously taunted her gasped as the energy hit him and his fellows. Collectively, the three thugs looked down. All of their clothes, minus their underwear, had been shot off and now resided behind them.

Everyone was silent as the comedy from the moment dissipated and the seriousness, that should have been apparent, took over.

One girl, the youngest person in the room, had a large, dangerous gun in her hands. And she wasn't afraid to use it.

As if to prove the point, Dr K fired at the trio of thugs again. The energy threw them to the floor just as every other 'thug' started screaming and running around the room.

"Are there any more question?" Dr K asked above the sound of the panicked group.

Fresno Bob, who hadn't been running around like a headless chicken, held up a hand. "Now take it easy Lady. What exactly is it that you want?" His voice was almost pleading. Slowly the noise and panic settled down.

Dr K lowered the gun and looked at him so that her back was to the black sofa. "I want him."

Just then Ziggy popped up from behind the sofa, a pepper grinder in his hand and a look that said he was willing to clobber anyone with it.

Fresno Bob looked behind Dr K at Ziggy. His look said he wasn't happy about letting him go but he wanted his headquarters relatively unharmed, something that was guaranteed to be targeted should he disagree.

Sensing victory, Ziggy put down the pepper grinder and picked up half a sandwich. Trying to look tough, he took a large bite out of the sandwich.

Ziggy scrambled back over the sofa, abandoning the sandwich. He landed with a thud on the leather seats and got to his feet, brushing himself down in the process.

Dr K, who had seen the whole sandwich thing, looked away with a look that was a cross between disgust and not understanding. Not understanding why she had bothered to get him when she could have told Dillion to leave the fight and collect him.

Moments later, the pair were quickly walking down the metal steps outside the Cartel headquarters. Unconscious, half naked men littered almost every surface. Two had even found themselves on the stairs so Ziggy and Dr K had to walk around them. Dr K kept the hand with the gun in up and the other held a small device - on closer expectation it was a morpher - that she was studying.

"I thought that thing hadn't been tested yet." Ziggy said.

Dr K stepped off of the last step and continued to look at the morpher in her hand as Ziggy came to stand next to her on the ground.

"It is now. Now, you've got work to do, Operator Series Green."

Ziggy stared at his morpher, now in his hand. Dr K stayed where she was just long enough to see Ziggy's eyes light up before she started to head back to the Garage. Quickly, Ziggy strapped the morpher to his wrist and ran off towards the fighting...

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With the help of Ziggy and his Zord, the team managed to defeat the attack bot. They returned to the Garage quickly and Flynn started to make dinner. Ziggy had just planned to go to his room. Dr K on the other hand, had other ideas.

She summoned him to the Ranger Room and said something about teleportation, before telling him to stand on a circular, turning platform.

Fifteen minutes later he was still stood on the, now, circular platform (the turning mechanism wasn't working so he was trying to turn it himself - without much success) wearing his ranger suit. He had taken off his helmet and was watching Dr K type away at her computers in her leather chair.

Finally he became bored of the silence and decided to talk to his mentor.

"Come on Doc. Admit it, we're friends."

"You are just another piece of equipment to me Ranger Green." She said whilst still typing.

"We're friends." Ziggy shrugged slightly. "You and I are friends. Is that really so bad?"

Dr K stopped working momentarily and peered round a computer monitor. " I think so, yes. Now please concentrate on the teleportation exercise."

He sighed then cracked his neck from side to side. Ziggy hit a button on his morpher and his green helmet appeared on his head. Quickly he rubbed his hands together.

"Okay but, err, first of all, I just want to point out that you came outside, out of the doors to save me. Now that means something."

Before Dr K could say anything, Ziggy pressed another button on his morpher. He grabbed his head, made a slightly strained grunt and teleported.

Dr k would have been proud of him, he would have been the first ranger to master their suit's ability in one day, except she could hear him yelling and guessed that his first go at teleportation hadn't gone well. She looked up to the ceiling to see him tangled in the roof framework.

Despite the smile creeping onto her face, Dr K tutted. "We're in a dome. It doesn't count."

Normally Ziggy would have been upset by his mentor's words but he was a little preoccupied with yelping.

"HELP!"

A clicking sound interrupted his calls. Looking down he saw Dr K at her computers. Okay, so she wasn't going to be any help.

"Dillion!"

"I've sent him out to get groceries."

He was about to continue yelling when a thought struck him. "Dillion can't even remember what grapes are. Why did you send him to get groceries?"

Dr k sighed and stopped working again.

"He doesn't need to remember what grapes are when I've sent him out to get a box of Mr Marshmallows."

She got out of her chair, stood below Ziggy and sighed.

"Listen and do what I say. Concentrate on being on the floor. Try thinking about something on the floor and put yourself next to it."

Slowly Ziggy's head nodded backwards and forwards. One of his arms - his right - reached round and tapped his morpher as hard as it could in that position. The space he had been occupying filled with broken green lines and Dr K couldn't help but feel pleased that he had teleported again.

Heavy breathing next to her reminded her of who she was with. Ziggy was stood with an arm wrapped around his stomach. His ranger suit had gone so he was in his usual clothes - a green top, greyish pants and his leather ranger jacket.

"That was so cool!"

Sighing heavily, Dr K went back to her chair to finish her work. She was aware that Ziggy was following her but, to be honest, she couldn't be bothered to tell him to leave her alone.

She sat down and lifted her hands to type, when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her petite form. When they finally let go, Dr K turned her chair round to face the person who had just hugged her.

"What was that for Ranger Green?"

He shrugged. "It was a thank you. A thank you for rescuing me from Fresno Bob's goons."

"Oh." Dr K's eyes dropped. "I'm sorry."

"What for?"

She looked back up and it seemed like she was going to explain, but then she shook her head and gave an apologetic smile.

"It doesn't matter. Now get out of my lab while I'm working."

Ziggy cocked his head to a side and looked at her. Hesitantly he reached out his hand and patted her head, before leaving the room. She didn't know what it meant but Dr K found it sweet all the same. Unfortunately, it was just another reminder of why she was sorry.

He had thanked her for saving him from those men and yet they were just as stupid as the machines surrounding her - hardly challenging. They only knew how to do the things they had been programmed or taught to do. Anything else and they wouldn't be able to cope without new instructions.

None of them had a mind for themselves that they knew about, which at least meant they wouldn't notice the lack of matter in their skulls. Dr K knew that her brain was far superior than theirs. They would need more than ten of them to bet her in every known subject. Every subject except one.

Ziggy.

She was so confused when it came to him. One of those goons would probably understand quite quickly, they had more experience with people, but she would probably have to clone herself to figure him out.

And that's why she was sorry. She didn't want to get too friendly with anything she couldn't understand.

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Siebzehn seite! I pre-write all off my stories in a A5 notepad and this was the longest with seventeen pages! Just wanted to mention it... it was important to me...

Anyway, PinkRangerV I'll try to write a story for the quote you gave me next. I've got an idea that should work with it.

Also, please don't send me quotes from now on. I don't think many of you would but I keep having nightmares about drowning in quotes and notepads. I know. I have weird nightmares. But please don't send me quotes, I don't think I can cope with any more quotes than I have now.

I hoped you liked this but please leave me an honest review on what you thought.

Bis bald!

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