Chapter 9: A Ranger Pregnant? And A Parent's Wrath
Kimberly stood with Tommy, her mother and Pierre as they stood before massive Christmas trees in the barnyard shop. Tommy was struggling to keep the tree up with Pierre due to it's massive size.
"So, will this one do?"
"It's still too big," Mrs. Dumas said.
"But I want a big tree, Mommy," Kimberly whined with her pouty bottom lip. "Besides, Tommy's parents got one way bigger than this one, right Tommy?"
"Oh, right, yes, it's huge," Tommy groaned. "Just like this one. Let's take this one...soon!"
"Well, Tommy's parents must love picking up pine needles because I know you won't and I will be stuck with that."
"Please!" Kimberly's mother rolled her eyes as Kimberly whined with a pouty bottom lip. "Mommy, please!"
"Fine!"
"Yes!"
"Exactly choice," The seller said taking over holding the tree from Tommy briefly. Kimberly hugged Tommy. Tommy and Pierre struggled with the tree again, this time getting it on the top of the roof of the car. Kimberly and Tommy worked most the afternoon and night on decorating the Christmas tree with her mother, as Pierre made a famous French dinner special. He was painter and a magician in the kitchen, some times better than Kim's mother.
"More tinsel higher, Tommy!"
"I am!"
"No, you have it bunched there in the middle." Tommy rolled his eyes and threw tinsel at her. They fought before kissing to end it. They each had tinsel throughout their hair. Tommy picked some from her hair and put it on the tree. Kimberly took in another deep sniff of the tree.
"I love Christmas."
"You just love the shopping and all the presents," Tommy said.
"Well, that too," Kimberly said with a smile.
"Something smells awesome!" Tommy took another inhale as he looked aorund. "What is that?"
"Pierre is doing his famous, Brochettes de poulet au romarin."
"Brochette de poulet au romarin." Tommy looked at Kimberly as she repeated what her mother said.
"Your French is getting so good, baby," Kim's mother said, complimenting Kimberly's attempt at French.
"Thanks. But what did I just say?"
"It's chicken kebabs with herbs."
"Yummy."
"With goat cheese squares, tomato and olive salad, and mashed potatoes," Pierre said coming out the kitchen wiping his hands.
"Great, because I am...Starving," Tommy groaned, rubbing his stomach. Kimberly laughed, patting his stomach.
"My baby is always starving," Kimberly said as she hugged him.
"Good, because dinner...is served."
They ate dinner, clearing and cleaning up after the great dinner, but then Kimberly and Tommy went to leave, carrying a bag and Kim's stereo.
"Where are you two going this late?" Mrs. Dumas asked looking at her watch.
"Tommy and I have to practice for the Christmas dance we are putting on for the school," Kimberly said putting on her jacket
"But we have weeks to learn that."
"Yes Tommy, but you need lots of practice."
"Hey!"
"Sorry, tiger but you have a huge dance to learn."
"I can't believe I agreed to this with you," Tommy said putting on his jacket.
"Well, tough, can't get out of it now," Kim said with a smile as she put on her hat.
"Fine, I'll see you two back home, later then."
"Okay, Mom. See ya later," Kimberly said walking with Tommy out the door.
They arrived to the dance theater where the yearly Christmas program would be put on for Christmas Eve. Kimberly, a head actress in the drama club, since she came to high school, got together all the rangers and students and smaller little ballet girls together to put on the Christmas show. It was going to be the Nutcracker, with mature ballet dancers, everything for the amazing show. Most of the rangers, worked on the set and production, Kimberly and Tommy the only ones in the actually show portion. Tommy wanted nothing more than to be an extra background dancer, but Kimberly wanted more. Since she was the little girl, and he was the prince.
"Okay, let's see those moves," Kim said putting on the stereo in the corner to play the piano music. The manager loved Kimberly so much and gave her permission to use it any time she wanted, he didn't care. Kimberly had showed Tommy dance first and they went through it a few times solo, before doing it together. They had got to the studio around 8pm. "You ready?"
"I guess so," Tommy said taking her hands. She smiled as they started music. After stepping on her toes a few times, Kimberly pulled away from Tommy.
"Okay, my toes." Kimberly let go of Tommy's hands.
"Sorry," Tommy said stepping back as well. Kimberly put her hands on her hips.
"One more time, come on."
"I suck at this, I don't know why I am doing this with you. You should pick a better dancer," Tommy said fixing his ponytail back. Kimberly sighed and fixed her headband.
"I don't want a better dancer, I love having you. It's just new, don't worry, give it time."
Kimberly stood was just in a pink sports bra, black shorts and pink sneakers, as Tommy was just in his white cutup tank and black pants. "Your hands go here to spin me," Kimberly said putting his hands on her lower back. "Remember, ok. I can't keep repeating the simple moves." Kimberly went and hit repeat button on her stereo. "Let try again." They went back to the doing the dance. After 15 minutes, Kim groaned as Tommy once again missed a step, causing her to mis-step and fall, but his quick reflexes allowed him to catch her before she could hit the ground.
"I just can't do this," Tommy said throwing his hands up in the air after helping Kimberly stand up straight.
"Please, don't give up. I knew it would take a while to teach you."
"Kimberly, I have to learn a script, 4 dances in 3 weeks!"
"You said it would fun!" Kimberly yelled.
"I only said it to make you feel better, I hate dancing!!" Tommy yelled back.
"Oh, stop being a baby and come here," Kimberly said hitting the stop button to her stereo. Tommy sat down in front of her. Kimberly eased into his lap. "You will be fine, it will take time." She fixed his ponytail back, and caressed his face.
"What if I still am horrible?" Tommy asked with those beautiful brown puppy eyes.
"Oh, well, as long as you have fun. I don't see any harm in a few missed steps. Hey, I got something for you. Wanna see my designs for the show?"
"Sure," Tommy said. Kimberly got up and got her portfolio. She went back to sitting on Tommy. She had her back to his chest.
"Uh….very colorful?"
"Well, you're a nutcracker, what do you expect?" Kimberly asked with a laugh.
"But it's a little much on the make-up, right."
"It'll look great on you. Besides, you're from the land of the dolls!" He looked at her dress and smiled at the huge slit.
"Wow, that dress is beautiful."
"Thanks," Kimberly said moving on through her booklet. "The little girls are going to be so adorable!"
A week later
Kimberly stood in the bathroom staring at her reflection. 'How did things get this complicated?' Her mind screamed.
"I can't…I just can't be." Tommy knocked on the door, causing Kimberly to drop a small box.
"Kimberly? Baby, you have been in there a while," Tommy said knocking again. "Kim?"
"I'll be out in a second!" Kimberly shoved the box into her purse and closed it. She came out.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," Kimberly said with a smile.
"Have you been crying?"
"Crying? Oh, no!" Kimberly laughed. "Plucking my eyebrows always makes me tear up."
"Don't lie to me." Tommy touched her cheek.
"I'm not lying, Tommy. Come on, we have just a few weeks before the big dance." Tommy stopped her.
"Talk to me."
"I have nothing to talk about, gosh!" Kimberly yelled, as she walked away from him.
In the middle of the night, Tommy found Kimberly sitting on his toilet crying. Her face was covered.
"Beautiful?" Tommy squatted before her. He tried to pull her hands down.
"No!" She cried out.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Tommy pulled her hands down and held her face. He stroked her cheek.
"I'm so sorry!"
"For what?" She hugged him.
"I'm so sorry!" Tommy sighed and held her. He lifted Kimberly up from the toilet and carried her back inside to his bed. They kissed, but Kimberly pulled away. Tommy would try to kiss her again, but she refused.
"Don't…" Tommy kissed her. "Let me help." They kissed passionately. Kimberly pulled away. "What's wrong?" Tommy asked.
"I'm late."
"For what?"
"Tommy, I'm late," Kimberly said a bit more sternly looked at him then down.
"Late for what…Kimberly, I don't understand."
"Tommy, I'm late!" Tommy looked down with her. Kimberly looked back into his eyes and nodded. Tommy's eyes went to her stomach again, then back to looking into her eyes. Kimberly nodded a bit faster to tell him to hurry up and connect everything before she chokes him to death. Tommy looked at Kim's stomach and gaped.
"Oh my god!"
"Finally!" Kimberly yelled.
"Hh-how, when…why…"
"I don't know. God! This can't be happening, not now!"
"How late?"
"A week, but I am never late," Kimberly confessed.
"Are you sure?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah."
"Pregnant?"
"My mother is gonna kill me." Tommy slightly smiled.
"We're gonna have a baby," Tommy said.
"This can't be happening! I can't have a baby now!"
"Why not?"
"Because we are in high school!" Kimberly yelled standing up.
"I'll take care of you and the baby!" Tommy yelled back.
"I don't want you to take care of me and a baby! We can't have a baby! Not now!"
"I know the timing couldn't be worst, but..."
"Worst? This is a disaster! We are Power Rangers, we can't deal with a baby and save the world from Zedd!"
"We can do this!"
"No we can't! My mother is going to kill us! Your parents are doing…My dad is going to kill you! We can't have this baby!"
"What do you mean?" Tommy asked with his hands going to her shoulder.
"We can't have this baby, Tommy."
"You don't want to have my baby!"
"I don't want to have anyone's baby!" Kimberly yelled.
"But we can handle this, I can handle this!"
"You are 16! I am not even 16 yet! We can't handle a baby ourselves!"
"We won't be alone, we'll have all our friends, our parents will come around…"
"My mother will not come around! This is a mistake!"
"How can you say that, this is our baby!" Tommy touched her stomach with both hands.
"I will not have a baby!" Kimberly yelled, as she pushed his hands away.
"Why, how could you say that?"
"Because it's the truth. A baby will destroy us, we are not ready for this."
"I am ready!" Tommy confessed.
"You are not ready! My mother was right! We are not ready!" Kimberly pulled on her shoes and jacket.
"Where are you going?"
"Away from you!" They yelled at each other continuously as they went upstairs.
"You are not leaving here tonight!"
"Yes I am!" Tommy's parents came down downstairs.
"What is going on?"
"We heard nothing but shouting! Why are you two yelling this late at night?" Kimberly and Tommy turned to his parents.
"What is going on here, son?" Mr. Oliver asked.
"Mom, Dad, can you give us a minute alone?"
"No, you will tell us why you two are fighting!"
"I have to go," Kimberly said going to the door.
"Kimberly?" Kimberly walked out the door.
"Kimberly, stop!"
"I don't want to talk to you now!" Tommy grabbed her arm to stop her.
"We have to talk about this!"
"You have done enough! I am done talking to you!" Kimberly pulled away from Tommy and ran out the house.
"Where is she going?" Tommy sighed. He ran downstairs to get some shoes on.
"Where are you going, son?"
"After Kimberly!"
"What is going on?"
"Mom, I can't tell you yet!"
"Why not?"
"I just can't!" Tommy ran out the backdoor.
"Tommy?!" His mother closed the door. "I hope everything will be okay with those two."
Tommy found Kimberly in the park at their bench. They argued again. Kimberly walking away from him, yet again.
"Don't walk away from me!"
"I have nothing more to say to you! You are pissing me off to the fucking maximum!" Kimberly yelled, pulling her arm from his grasp.
"You are carrying my child, we should be able to talk about this!"
"We shouldn't even be thinking about this! We are in high school!"
"Do you even know if you are pregnant or not, before we lose our heads again?" Kimberly sighed to Tommy's question. He was right, she didn't even know if she truly was pregnant. Was she over-reacting to nothing?
"No. I mean, I haven't…I haven't taken any test," Kimberly said softly. "Maybe...maybe I'm not."
"Then let's do that now."
"I don't want to!"
"We have to find out!" Tommy yelled holding her arms. "We have to know tonight!"
"I don't want to know if I am!"
"Oh, so you would rather walk around pregnant and not knowing it."
"Yes!" Kimberly yelled pulling away again.
"That is stupid!"
"I wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for you!"
"Hey, don't blame me! We both had sex, not just me!"
"I never should have...let you...gosh, how could I let us think we..."
"Don't you dare! We made love okay! We can't change that now, and don't go blaming me for this! This is not my fault!"
"Of course it is! You are the one with the...ththe thingy! You had control of everything and you always forget!" Tommy turned Kimberly to him, but she didn't want to look at him. Tommy kept trying to do it.
"Hey! This is not my fault! You are on the pill! I thought that was enough protection!"
"Obviously not!"
"Don't yell at me! We are in this together!"
"I hate you!" Tommy stepped back after she slapped him for touching her again. Kimberly was breathing hard as she looked at him.
"How could you, even say that to me?" Tommy asked holding his cheek.
"I…I'm…" Kimberly's head went down with tears in her eyes, as she ran away.
"Kimberly! Kim!"
Kimberly cried as she got into her room. She collapsed to her bed. Kim's mother came into her bedroom.
"Kimberly, sweetie, what's wrong?" Kimberly hugged her pillow tightly. "Baby, you have to talk to me."
"Mom, I want to be alone!"
"Did something happen?" Kimberly rolled from her stomach to her back.
"Tommy and I…we got into this horrible fight and… it was all my fault, Mom." Kimberly sat up and hugged her.
"Oh, I'm sure Tommy will understand. Why don't you call him or…"
"No! I can't… not yet." The doorbell rung. "Don't get it. It's Tommy and I don't want to see him, Mom. Not tonight."
"Okay." Mrs. Dumas went downstairs. Tommy stood there.
"Thought I would use the door first," Tommy said.
"Good to see you can. But, I can't let you in. She doesn't want to see you."
"Mrs. Dumas, I need to talk to her."
"I'm sorry Tommy. Try the morning."
"Fine." Tommy turned to leave. "Tell her, I love her, no matter what." Tommy walked away.
Next morning
Knock, Knock
"I need to be alone Mom!" Kimberly shouted from her bathroom. "Please, leave me alone!" Kimberly sighed as she stared at the little pink box and timer. She took a deep breath. Tommy opened the bathroom door slowly. "Mom, I said not to...Tommy? What are you doing…" Tommy help up a pregnancy box. He closed the door behind him.
"I thought…we could, should do this together." Kimberly slightly smiled before hugging him.
"I can't…I can't even open the box." Kimberly started crying.
"Shhh…." Tommy rubbed her back and head. "That's why I am here. I will help you. We can do this, together, no matter what happens next, we will do it together. I promise," Tommy said.
"I'm so sorry about…"
"Shh… it's forgotten. You were upset and…"
"I love you." Kimberly hugged him.
"I love you too. SO much." Tommy kissed her head. "Ready?"
"Can you open it for me?"
"Sure thing, Beautiful." Tommy opened one pregnancy box. He pulled out the manual and handed the stick to Kimberly. They read over the instructions.
"Should I do both of them?"
"I guess so. I mean, if you want. I checked the Internet, the only truly perfect test is a blood test, so if we really want to be sure. I can set up an appointment and go with you."
"You checked the internet?"
"Of course, how do you think I knew which test to get. This one is like 99.9 percent accurate. Only the best for the woman I love." Kimberly hugged him. She took the tests. Tommy and Kimberly stood back, as the test sat on the sink counter. Tommy and Kimberly were hugging each other, awaiting for the minute to pass.
"Have I ever said this before, but I hate waiting."
"Me too," Kimberly said. The timer went off.
"Okay, pink lines, pregnant. Blue, not pregnant. Ready?"
"Wait!" Kimberly stopped him. She took deep breaths. "Okay." They both looked and gasped.
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being
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Lord, I apologize
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onto the story
Kimberly and Tommy let out both sighs of relief as they looked at both tests.
"Blue lines," Kimberly whispered.
"Not pregnant." She hugged him.
"Thank god. Are you okay with this?"
"You were right, we are not ready for a baby," Tommy said. "I mean, I know we could handle a baby, if it came, but you were right. We are still in high school, we are Power Rangers. We need to deal with Zedd, getting A's, and being kids. We have had to grow up so much from being rangers, a baby would just…"
"Complicate it more."
"Exactly," Tommy said. "I love you."
"I know. I love you too."
"And I can't wait to have our baby, but not now."
"Not now," Kimberly said.
"So, what do we do now?" Tommy asked.
"No more scares."
"I agree. I guess, condoms are in order?"
"Condoms can work."
"For you, right?" Tommy smiled as he looked at her. .
"You are silly!"
"What?!"
"It is much cheaper for you to wear the glove."
"Hey, a diagram is much for cheaper, you only have to buy one because they are reusable."
"How do you know that?" Kimberly asked.
"I told you, I was on the Internet all night. I looked up if you were pregnant, and if you weren't. And if you weren't, I looked up contraceptive options. Female condoms, regular condoms, everything. Did you know, they have condoms that taste like mint and chocolate fudge?"
"Fudge? Yummy," Kimberly said with a smile. "Thank you, for being so great."
"I am only great because I have you." They kissed.
After a wonderful holiday, with ranger-free Christmas and New Year's, the New Year started just find for all the rangers. The rangers got into back to schoolwork and classes. They were started their spring semester of their sophomore year, with a bit of a change. Zedd had decided to take our heroes on an unexpected trip down memory lane. With a specialized rock, Zedd was able to rotate the Earth back on it's axis, turning back the time and turning the Rangers into kids. By transforming the Rangers to kids, they were powerless against any forces. However, Zedd soon found out the rangers' skills were not as feeble as their small bodies. They were able to defeat an army of his putties, though only kids. Zordon and Alpha were proud of them for that. The Photomare, Zedd's newest monster creations, was able to briefly freeze the Rangers.
About a week into the New Year, Carolina Dumas had a very interesting conversation with her husband, Pierre. He asked her about being pregnant and not telling him, which Mrs. Dumas adamantly denied. She couldn't believe he would believe she was pregnant. But Pierre showed her a pregnancy stick he had found the stick, he was waiting on her to tell him why she had one.
"But I…Where did you find this?" Pierre explained how he was taking out the Christmas garage when it snagged on the step and opened. He went to find another trash bag when he came across the stick. "It isn't mine, which would mean it was…."
Tommy's mother was taking dirty clothes from her son's room when the doorbell rung.
"Coming!" She opened the front door. "Oh, Carolina, for what do I owe this honor?"
"We need to talk." Kim's mother walked passed her into the house. "Are the kids here?"
"No, something about a homework session at Billy's place," Mrs. Oliver said.
"Good." Carolina stood there.
"Let me get your coat."
"No, I'm fine."
"Would you like some tea or…" Jane asked.
"No, I don't have much time to talk," Carolina Dumas said.
"Is something wrong?"
"Do you know why our children were fighting like a month ago?"
"No, why do you?"
"I think it had a lot to do with this," Carolina said. She pulled out something in a wrapped paper towel. Jane sat down as Carolina handed it over. She slowly opened it and gasped.
"A pregnancy test?"
"Yes. My husband found it in the trash?"
"What does blue lines mean?" Jane asked.
"Thank god, it means not pregnant."
"So, Kimberly thought she was pregnant?"
"My daughter shouldn't need to think that!"
"As does my son!" Jane yelled back.
"I knew it was a mistake, I knew it was a disastrous mistake to allow them to have sex!"
"They love each other…"
"Love? My daughter could have been pregnant! Pregnant!" Carolina yelled.
"But she isn't."
"We can't allow this to happen?"
"I'm pretty sure Tommy has gone to the measures to ensure it won't happen again."
"How can you say that?!"
"Because Carolina, I found a box of empty condoms in my son's room."
"Oh that is reassuring."
"What do you want me to say?" Jane asked.
"I want you to be as scared and upset as I am about the possibility of becoming a grandma to your 16-year old child!"
"I am! But there is nothing we can do but continue to education our children. We can't just say, you two have to break up or something because of this. They made a slight mistake, but nothing changed. They are not having a baby, so everything is fine. We can't break them up for this/"
"Maybe you can't, but I can."
"Carolina, please. If you try to break to them up now, you will only end up hurting your daughter and making her hate you."
"She can hate me all she wants, better than that, then have her raising a child. She will not ruin her life!"
"What, like you did?" Jane asked.
"Yes, I had a baby as a teenger! I know what it is like! And I do not want that burden on my daughter!"
"It wouldn't be a burden. I assure you, Tommy would do the right thing."
"The right thing is not getting my baby pregnant!"
"They are not pregnant!"
"For now! Look, I have to go," Carolina said getting up. "I have to find my child and save her life."
"Carolina, wait…"
"Thank you for your time, Jane."
"Carolina, please...they love each other!" Carolina turned from the door to face Jane.
"They are just teenagers. What do they know about real love?" Carolina left. Jane sighed as she picked up the pregnancy test.
Kimberly and Tommy came into his house a few hours later, laughing. They stopped as Tommy's parents were waiting in the living room.
"Oh, hi Mom, Dad."
"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Oliver."
"Close the door and sit down." Tommy and Kimberly looked at each other. Tommy closed the front door and put his arm around Kimberly as they walked into the living room.
"Care to explain this," Jane said putting the pregnancy stick on the coffee table. Kimberly and Tommy looked at each other as they sat down slowly. Kimberly took and squeezed his hand.
"It's negative," Kimberly said quickly.
"You shouldn't have to take one of these! I thought you two were smarter than this!" Mrs. Oliver yelled.
"Mom, I'm sorry!"
"Yes, Mrs. Oliver, we are so sorry. Uh, where did you find the test anyway?" Kimberly asked.
"How do you think it makes me feel to be put down as a mother by your mother?"
"My mother…she showed you the test?" Kimberly asked, slightly scared.
"Yes and she was not happy."
"Mom, what can I say, we had a scare that is all, we know better now," Tommy said. "It won't happened again."
"Yes, everything is okay now."
"Now? What if there wasn't a now, you two are teenagers!"
"We know that, that's why we were so scared!" Kimberly said. "But I am not pregnant! And Tommy and I have done everything since then to make sure that doesn't happened. We are so sorry you had to find out this way."
"You ought to be!"
"We know, Mom!" Tommy said.
"You can't stay here tonight, Kimberly."
"What?"
"Mom, wait…"
"Your mother is right, Kimberly. It is better you hate us, than raise a child."
"Wait, please…"
"Mrs. Oliver, you can't think that…"
"I forbid you two to see each other ever again." Kimberly and Tommy gasped. They looked at each other. Tommy put his arm around Kimberly.
say it ain't so, Tommy and Kimberly never to see again, what's a couple in love to do? Will they accept their parents' wrath and do as they are told? Until next time :P
