Hey guys! So here's is the next chapter. Yep, the Time Jump! So let me warn you about the chapter. There is a lot going on. I mean a lot. Make sure you pay attention because a lot of explanations and crap is gonna be given out. Sadly, there's no TK reunion, but I promise it's coming soon. I actually somewhat rushed this chapter because I'm sooo anxious for my evil plans for TK to come to fruition. In this chapter three new characters are introduced and one, who guessed it?...is TK's offspring. Oh and before I forget, this chapter is where the plot begins, I mean I told you I have evil plans. At first, I was going to start it in like 2-3 chapters, but...I really really really really really want TK to reunite. Which is not happening until after the plot begins. So if this chapter seems to be everywhere it's because I had to fit two chapters into one. Anyways the plot begins here, then we finally get a break, and then it starts back up again. Oh and if you got overly attached to the feel of the first few chapters; then I'm sorry because things are about to change. That was just like a backstory or something. Read, Enjoy, and Review please. It's appreciated very much. Oh and p.s. this is the chapter that scared the crap out of me.

Chapter 7 - Beautiful Incongruity

July 7, 2012

Glendale, CA

Kimberly

Kimberly stood in front of her bathroom mirror wrapped only in a towel, a post-shower glisten clinging to her body, a towel wrapped around her hair. She stared at her figure appreciatively, proud that at 33 years of age she hadn't let herself go. Kim still looked to be as if she was in her early twenties.

Her child had once even told her people said she looked like she should be the sister, not the mother.

Kimberly continued to stare at her figure, loving what she viewed on the outside. It was the inside, however, that she didn't dwell on. In there she hated what she saw, also felt.

There was a void inside her. It was like half of her was an empty shell, the other half only fulfilled by her child. And she knew dejectedly what that empty, missing half was.

Tommy.

She tried reaching him over the years, yearning to close that unwanted void that filled her since the moment she left.

But sadly, all her attempts were unsuccessful.

Truthfully, she wanted to call him a few weeks after her departure, but then, she found out she was pregnant. She had been scared. Scared of his reaction when he found out he knocked her up. She was scared he would want nothing to do with her.

Yeah, that was stupid.

Which she only realized three months later. She tried calling him but got the dial tone. After more fruitless attempts at it, she gave up.

Only for a while though. Kimberly attempted reaching him again many times after that, going back to Angel Grove exactly three times for visits. The first one under the veil of a scuba diving trip with Jason that only succeeded to get them captured and turned evil. The only eventful thing she got from that trip was she had found out Tommy was dating Kat.

Great.

The second attempt was an epic failure; Kim didn't even get to see his face. She came back under the pretense she had been just visiting Trini who had moved back to Angel Grove. But it was really all for Tommy who wasn't even there. He had went and joined the NASCAR Circuit.

The third attempt was the most successful, however. It was Zordon's farewell ceremony. Technically, gathering.

When the Rangers who served under him found out he had disembarked from the Earth, they all decided to gather together at the Command Center one more time to say their goodbyes. That gathering had put Tommy and her face to face for the first time in almost three years...

Kimberly's eyes were ardently searching the Command Center as she looked for her child who decided it was a good time to play hide and seek. After searching for a mere 10 minutes, joy pierced her soul when she heard familiar snickering coming from behind one of the main consoles. The child was peeking out at her.

She decided to play a little.

"Where are you baby? Come on out or Mommy's going to tickle you!" The child came bursting from the hiding place, jumping in her arms in process.

"No Mommy! Pwease no twickle, I sorry!" Kimberly laughed as she backed away.

Kim turned around only to bump into a hard chest. Strong arms shot out to steady her.

She looked up to thank her savior, but the words died right in her throat as she was met with brown eyes that made her heart pound.

"T-Tommy!"

"Kimberly!" they said at the same time.

Kim wordlessly set down, and told her child to go find Aunt Trini. The old lovers stared at each other for what seem to be hours before she finally broke the silence first.

"Hi..." she said. He looked deep in her eyes before replying.

"Hi."

They stared at each other again. Each trying to convey a million things at once.

"Yeah…" he said.

"Yeah."

With that they both turned and went their separate ways.

I know, not very eventful. But they did have a moment later on when they were all standing in front of Zordon's tube saying their goodbyes, and Kim had been breaking down. Tommy, who never liked to see her in any pain, instinctively pulled her in his arms and she never felt so at home in her life.

Kimberly knew that last statement was a lie, however, when their child came up and clutched both of their legs. Aisha approached her later with a Polaroid of them in that moment; the only picture of their small family in existence. Sadly, Kimberly never tried contacting him again afterwards.

Now here she stood 13 years later.

She sighed as she stepped out the bathroom and proceeded to dress for the day; leaving the room afterwards, and busying herself in the kitchen.

"Jackie, get your lazy behind out that bed now!" she yelled as she realized her 15 year old son, Jackson David Oliver, only had an hour left if he wanted to eat and be on time for school. Glendale High, the best year round public school there was on the west coast.

Kimberly decided to give him Tommy's last name for two reasons.

One. Jack was almost an exact carbon copy of his father; from his physical attributes, to his behavior, he was Tommy all over. Only a few of his features actually told the world he was half hers.

Two. When Kim gave birth she was admittedly still holding on to the hope Tommy and her would get back together some day, and they could be a real family.

After it became painstakingly obvious that would never happen, she had just been too lethargic to bother to change it to Hart.

Kimberly heard mutters and stumbling coming from his bedroom as he got up.

"I told you not to call me Jackie," her son entered the room 15 mins later. He walked over and hugged her, leaning down to kiss her cheek. At 15 years of age he was already taller than her, almost six foot.

"Hi Momma," Jack rested his head on her shoulder.

"Morning baby," she replied running her fingers through his long brown locks that he inherited from his dad. They had a very close relationship; it has only been just them two against the world for so long. She kissed his forehead.

"Go ahead and eat up," she waved at the idle breakfast plate on the dining table. He squeezed her one more time before heading to his seat.

"Where are you going today?" Jack asked as he dug in.

He always liked to know what her ever changing schedule was in case something bad was to happen; he wanted to be able to find her. Kimberly couldn't say nothing against it, however, because she knew his exact schedule by heart. From the moment he picked his head up, to the moment he laid it down, she knew exactly what he was doing. They both were way too overprotective of each other.

"Just heading into the shop for a while then going over to Trini and Jason's house for a few hours."

When Kimberly found out she was pregnant she, obviously, was unfit to train for the Pan Globals. Coach Schmidt, generous as he was, proposed she become a

trainer when she had come to him expressing her desire to stay in Florida. She was too scared to go home.

Be that as it may, It didn't take her long to realize the sidelines were not her thing. After three years of training she finally decided to quit and move to Glendale, California, opening a Florist shop called, The Petal Room. A year later, Trini and Jason who had gotten married, moved to Glendale to be closer to their nephew. But Kim knew it was really so they could make sure she wouldn't disappear again.

Kimberly silently watched as Jack stuffed his face. He seemed to be in a rush.

"Slow down buddy," she said. "Mia's gonna be here next week." Jack's eyes brightened at the mention of his girlfriend. He started inhaling his food even faster, and in minutes he was done. Jack hurriedly washed his plate before grabbing his things.

"Bye Momma, love you,'" he kissed her cheek as he passed her before rushing out the door.

"Love you too!" Kimberly yelled as the door slammed close. Shaking her head, she grabbed her keys and made her way to her car.

Jack

Jack sped down the road to where he knew she'd be waiting, getting closer every second.

I mean it was only five doors down.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped as he heard the familiar chirp of a car being unlocked. Jack looked back to see his mother walking to her pink Charger. Knitting his eyebrows, he sighed as she pulled out of the driveway and left his sight.

His relationship with his mother was unhealthy at times. They both got paranoid by the distance between them. He was the most important thing in her life, and vice versa. Even Mia wasn't as important to him like his mother was. Jack literally took the saying, 'Momma's boy' to a whole new level.

He didn't even know how their relationship got like this.

Perhaps since his mother clung to him so strongly, he in turn clung back. Though he knew part of the reason why she clung so hard was the fact he looked so much like his father. Having Jack around, was almost like his father was there for her. Almost.

Sighing again, he continued walking.

Part of Jack died to meet his father. A father he heard nothing but great things about from his mother, aunts, and uncles. But another part of him despised him as well. He hated his father for giving up on his mother when she needed him, scratch that, needs him.

Jack wasn't stupid. He saw how his mother would see someone else when she looked at him, even though it was every once in awhile. He saw how she would take out old pictures and stare at his face for the longest. How she would have nightmares and wake up screaming his name.

Jack was just glad she started dating again; it only took 16 years.

She was dating a man named Kenny Waters who she met at her shop. Kenny claimed he fell in love with her at first sight, but Kimberly didn't fall for none of that crap. After months of courting, his mother finally agreed to go on a date with him. However that didn't mean Jack didn't threaten him; he'd be damn if he let another man hurt her. He arose from his thoughts when he reached the front door.

Before he could lift his hand to knock, the door swung open revealing the angelic face of Mia Torres.

"Jack!" she jumped in his arms. Jack lifted her off her feet, burrowing his face in her cinnamon scented auburn hair. He had missed her so much. She had been away for almost a year as an Foreign Exchange Student, stationed in London.

Jack removed his face from her hair and attached his lips to hers, enjoying the sensation he so dearly missed. He leaned his forehead on hers when they parted, staring into her cerulean eyes.

"I've missed you," he said.

"And I, you," Mia replied. She left his embrace and grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers.

"We should go," she said. He nodded and they started their short trek to school.

Jack filled Mia in on everything that she's missed on their journey. They were halfway there when he got to a very nerve wracking subject.

"And no one knows why?" she asked, clutching his hand. Jack shook his head.

"No. All we know is that it happens every 7 weeks," he said. They were talking about the strange loud blaring that has plagued Glendale High for the past few months. When it first occurred, the whole school had been evacuated on the assumption it was a bomb threat. Turns out it wasn't.

The School Board had brought Sheriffs, Firefighters, and the National Guard to investigate the matter. They searched the whole entire school, but had no luck finding the source of the sound. After four months of consistent blaring, the Board decided to just give up and let it happen. The investigation was taking a huge chunk out of their expenses.

Mia was deep in thought. "How long has this been going on?" she asked. Jack sighed.

"Ever since January, but don't worry about it. I'm sure it's nothing," he reassured her, but deep down he had a bad feeling about the whole situation. For the rest of the way they walked in silence.

"So I'll see you later," Jack said after they arrived and he had walked Mia to her locker. She kissed his cheek.

"Bye babe," Mia said.

With that Jack departed and went to his own locker that was halfway across the huge school. He put away the books he didn't need, and packed away the lunch his mom made him. He sighed longingly, hoping she made her way to work safely as he stared at the lunch bag.

"Aye yo Jack!" he turned when someone called his name. It was his best friend since childhood, Kai Brando, who was making his way over to him. Kai was a Native Hawaiian who saved him from getting bullied his first day at Glendale Elementary. They've been best friends ever since.

"What's up man?" Jack pulled him into a bro hug, patting his back.

"So where's sweet cheeks?" Kai said once they pulled away. Jack pushed him.

"Don't call her that, and she's probably heading to class," he said. "And speaking of, I got to go before I'm late. My mom would kill me," Kai laughed.

"Brah, you're such a Momma's boy!" Jack shook his head before pushing past the laughing boy.

"Bye KB," he called over his shoulder, heading to his first class of the day.

Jack stood outside Mia's 3rd period, patiently waiting for her to gather her things so they could walk together to the only class they had with each other. Gym. He pecked her lips when she crossed the threshold.

"Hey Jack," she said.

"Hey good-looking!" he joked. Mia rolled her eyes and shoved him. Laughing, Jack grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips as they started walking in the direction of the Gym.

"So how has your first day back been so far?" he asked.

"Stressful," she sighed. "Do you know how much studying I'll have to do to even be half-prepared for Final Exams?"

"And with me here to distract you, studying will be that much harder," he teased.

"You're not kidding, no more kisses for you mister," Jack stopped them abruptly, his eyes widening.

"You're bluffing," she smirked. Mia let go his hand and sauntered to the Gym's doors. She looked back at a frozen Jack as she put her hands on the door.

"Maybe I'm not."

With that she pushed her way into the Gym. Jack stood there speechless as he watch her strut inside. "You little wench," he mumbled, running after her.

When he entered the Gym, he spotted her walking towards her friends that were sitting on the bleachers. Jack hastily strode towards her, taking giant leaps. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her behind the bleachers and pushed her against the wall, caging her in with his arms.

"Jack? What are y-mmph!" he attacked her lips. Mia's hands automatically dug their way in his hair, tugging and pulling. He grabbed her legs lifting her up. She moaned, wrapping them around his waist. Jack's tongue barreled its way into her mouth, with Mia's battling it for dominance. They didn't even hear the bell ringing that signaled the beginning of class. Their focus was on each other and nothing else.

They did, however, hear the loud blaring that suddenly resonated throughout the school. Mia broke away from him.

"What's that?" she asked, frightened. Loud noises and her didn't get along.

"That's the beeping I was telling you about," he said, putting her down. "I can't believe it's been seven weeks already."

"Why is it so loud?" she covered her ears. Jack wondered that also. The blaring was never this loud. It was like he was right under…

"Mia look up and listen," he said. They were standing under an air duct, and you could clearly hear the repeating sound echoing. She looked back at him.

"You think the source is somewhere in the ventilation system?" she asked.

"Possibly…" Jack was deep in thought. He might've been going crazy, but he could've swore he heard whirring along with the beeps. Like how it sounded when a car's engine was running. He glanced at Mia who was desperately holding her ears. Pulling her into his arms, Jack comforted her.

"Hey, it's ok," he soothed. "It'll be over in seven minu-"

Seven

"Seven," he mumbled under his breath. Mia peered at him confusingly.

"What?" she asked. But Jack didn't hear her, so focused on the epiphany he just had.

The blaring always lasted seven minutes.

It always occurred every seven weeks.

Today was the Seventh of July. And now when he thought about it, the blaring only took place on a day that's number had seven in it.

But that's not what had him boggled.

"Jack," Mia tried to rouse him.

Suddenly the whirring stopped, the blaring right along with it. It felt like that moment in movies when the music abruptly cuts off.

This didn't sit right with him. They still had three minutes left in the 7 minute interval and…

"Jack!" Mia tried again.

It was the seventh month.

Suddenly something clicked, almost like a gun being cocked. Jack snatched Mia from behind the bleachers, causing every head to turn their way.

Only five seconds had passed, but it was enough for Jack to yell…

"GET DOWN!"

Dun! Dun! Dunnnn! Did it scare you? Review and tell me please because that scared the f**k out of me. I mean I can't be the only one. I really hoped you guys liked it because I had some reservations about this chapter, rushing it and all. Anyways any guesses about what just happened?

Nonetheless, how about Game 7 of the NBA Finals though? I'm not going to lie, I was switching sides back and forth the whole game. I made sure I was with the winning team. Hahaha. I know, fake fans be like.

Hoped you liked the chapter. Review please.

-Gwynn