Thanks for the reviews! Well here it is… the next part of my story!
It was quiet for a long time. Summer was still next to Dillon, hooked in, as they were walking. She hadn't stopped the time or otherwise known how long they had been like that. But she was sure it had been for a long time. By now the sun began to go down. Another sunset made possible by many computers controlling the weather, the dome and everything in it.
The landscape began to glow in a soft light and the clouds changed their color into a soft red. It also began to get a bit colder, as the night was beginning to awake.
Unknown to Summer and Dillon they had been walking to a place they had been before.
But it wasn't just a place, it was a special place.
Here, in this park, a very important decision had happened. His decision to join the team. And she could remember it very well.
…..
"…everything is programmed, even the weather."
"I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to show me what it is I'd be fighting to protect for"
"I'm trying to show you why it's worth fighting for."
"You're trying to make me care"
"Look, once you're DNA is bonded to the serious black morpher it's permanent. We'd be trusting you with all of this."
"Don't! You can't."
"Why not?"
"I'm just not that kind of person, ok? Someone trusted me to save them once and…"
"…You're still out there looking for them! Even if you can't remember who they are! That's the kind of person I wanted to save me."
…..
A soft smile came to her face, as she had recalled that memory.
"Dillon?" she asked him now and they stopped walking.
"Yes?", he wondered.
"Do you remember this place?", she wanted to know.
"Sure I do," he answered and he began to relax a bit. Yes he knew it very well. Since that talk, he had returned to this place a few times.
Then he began walking again until they reached a path. There he stopped and he turned towards Summer, smiling:
...
"Everything is programmed. Even the weather."
Knowing, that he just had told her the same words, she had used trying to persuade him, she now told him what his answer had been:
"I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to show me what it is I'd be fighting to protect for."
"I'm trying to show you why it's worth fighting for." And then he added before Summer could answer: "You know, you had been right back then. I just hadn't known yet."
"What do you mean?", Summer wanted to know curious.
"I had seen those kids and understood what it was worth fighting for. The boy and the girl who were teasing themselves. I still don't remember, what I am searching for, but that picture seemed familiar."
...
So that was it. Summer had always wondered what had made him change his mind and now she knew.
"But you had forgotten one very important reason, Summer."
What could she have forgotten? "What do you mean?"
"You, Summer. You are worth fighting for. Every minute since then I could spend with you was worth staying here."
Summer didn't know what to say. As if Dillon knew it, he pulled her into him and kissed her softly. Soon Summer's arms moved themselves around his neck and as they broke their kiss, Summer finally told him: "Well, since getting you out of prison, every minute with you was also worth it!"
Then they continued their kiss and it got more and more passionate. They got lost in it and for a few moments they could forget the bad news they had heard from Dr. K. before.
But suddenly she felt something cold on her cheek. And Dillon must have felt something, too, as he also wondered what it was. And so they looked up in the sky and soon found the answer.
The sun had disappeared by now and the stars were hidden by thick clouds. And they just began to let the rain fall.
"Oh no! It's beginning to rain!" Summer screamed and began running to a tree. Dillon followed her and hoped the tree would hold most of the rain, so that they wouldn't get too wet. But as he arrived there, he got another idea, though he didn't know why. Summer saw an evil smile forming on his face and she knew something had to be wrong.
"Grinders?" she asked him and looked around to find them. He sometimes smiled like that, when he got the chance to kick some grinders' asses.
"No, but look – over there!", he told her and pointed behind her back.
As Summer turned, his smile grew even wider and he picked her up in bridal style and ran out – away from the tree, so that the rain was now reaching them completely.
"Dillon, what are you doing?", Summer screamed as her hair got more and more wet with every second he went to the middle of the park. She had automatically put her arms around his neck to prevent her from falling down.
Dillon just began to laugh softly as he whispered in her ear: "I don't know, I just had to do it!"
"Oh! You're such a bad boy!", Summer teased him.
"Well you know, once a brooding bad boy, always a brooding bad boy." At this comment, Summer couldn't act otherwise and had to laugh. Oh yes, he definitely was a brooding bad boy!
"And guess what?", Dillon added.
"What?" She wanted to know.
"I still practice it every time in front of a mirror," he answered and Summer just had to shake her head while laughing. Yes that was the man she liked! Kind and nice to her and also a bad boy the same time. A perfect combination.
The whole place was empty besides the two rangers. Only the rain and their laughter could be heard. If anyone could see them, he would never have guessed, that they had heard such bad news before.
By now, their clothes clung to their bodies and Dillon had reached the middle of the park.
There he took a look at Summer and was satisfied, that she was just as sweet as her clothes were wet.
As his eyes found hers, her head moved up towards him and she kissed him.
He wished it would never end, but he knew, that they had to return soon to the garage. Otherwise the rangers could be down to only 3 healthy ones.
"Summer?" he addressed her, as he sat her down on the ground.
"Yes?" she immediately answered.
"You know we have to return to the garage, don't you?"
"Yes, I know." She answered and began to pull him softly with her.
Soon the garage came in sight and they ran the last few meters until they were again in the dry.
…
As they entered the garage, 3 pairs of eyes looked in their direction. Scott, Flynn and Ziggy had stayed in the garage by the cars. After hearing the bad news from their doc, they hadn't wanted to go to their rooms before Summer and Dillon returned.
And now they came in sight. Running – hand in hand – and completely wet from head to toe. As the two rangers saw them, they stopped and noticed the worried looks on their friends' faces.
"What happened to you?" Scott asked.
"Well we got surprised by the rain," Dillon answered.
"Ah sure," Ziggy understood immediately, "you have been thinking so much about the virus, that you didn't see the clouds."
Scott and Flynn shot glances to Ziggy and Flynn told him shaking his head:
"Ziggy! What did we talk about? Great thinking!"
"What?... Oh Sorry!", Ziggy answered realizing what he just had done. After his words Summer and Dillon didn't look as relaxed as they had been as they had entered the garage.
"No, it's ok." Dillon told him and his face had become serious again.
"No it is not," Scott began, but Dillon interrupted him.
"What Ziggy just told is the truth. I know it. I think I can even feel it growing sometimes."
"I didn't know," Summer added sadly, and pressed his hand softly so that he knew she wouldn't leave him.
"You know we won't give up, right?" Summer assured him.
"I know," he told her, "but I also know, that it's almost impossible to find the cure."
"You're right Ranger Operator Series Black," Dr. K.'s voice sounded from the now open lab doors. "But never say never. These were the greatest mistakes, the human race had made so far."
"Yeah, I'm sure Doc will do everything she can." Ziggy threw in now.
And surprisingly to them all, Dr. K didn't correct Ziggy at calling her "doc". She only nodded and disappeared in her lab.
"I know, I just don't know if enough time will be left." Dillon said to his team.
Scott nodded understanding and thought it would be the best not to continue talking about the virus. "Well I think you two should change and get dry. It had been a long day."
With that he went up to his room, followed by Flynn and Ziggy.
Summer and Dillon stood there another moment, before he began to pull her with him. "They're right, I don't want that you'll get ill."
As they reached Summer's door, she turned to him, before closing the door. She had been thinking about everything that had happened. She had tried to be strong – not only for herself – but for him.
Dillon knew that something was bothering her so he just asked, what she was thinking about.
"I'm scared Dillon. I'm scared, that we won't find a cure in time. I tried not to be, but I am," she whispered and he could see the pain in her eyes.
"I know. I'm also scared. But it is ok to be scared, Summer. You don't have to hide anything from me, ok?"
"Ok," she nodded.
He raised his hand to whip away a single tear that had begun to roll down. Then he cupped her cheek in his hand while he bent down to her. "It is ok," he told her and touched her lips with his. He gave her a sweet kiss before leaving her alone and wishing her a good night.
I had planned something totally different for this chapter, but as they were in the park I got that rain idea and it turned out like that.
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