Heckyl waited patiently in the lab for the Rangers to return from their rescue. He had already heard confirmation that Kendall was alright and the Rangers were headed home, but until he saw her for himself he was filled with worry. To pass the time until she returned, Heckyl looked around the lab. However, he found he wasn't analyzing the lab like he normally would. He wasn't trying to get an idea of what Chargers they had on hand, or where they kept their energems, or which way he could come in and out of easiest. He was just looking, with no intended malice.

It was a bit of a strange feeling. For so long he had had Snide trapped inside of him, influencing his every decision – his every thought and feeling. Now that Snide was gone, Heckyl was free to be himself again, and he remembered himself as being trustworthy. He had been entrusted the dark energem for a reason.

Maybe he wasn't such a bad person. Maybe Snide's influence had been stronger than even he knew. The more Heckyl thought about it, the more he realized he didn't care for the energems. He was free from Snide, he didn't need them. And he certainly didn't need to hurt anyone to obtain them. Perhaps if he had asked the Rangers kindly long ago to help him out, they would have considered it.

He also thought about Kendall, about the way he had treated her and his stomach lurched. He'd done nothing but hurt her from the start, most often with that intention. He claimed to love her, yet never showed her any true kindness, love or respect. It was no wonder she turned him down so often. It was no wonder he had never been able to convince her to change her mind, even when he had been in the body of the man she loved most.

He disgusted himself. He truly did. He hated the way he behaved. He hated who he had been for the last few dozen million years. He had been truly despicable.

"I am so sorry," he spoke. Tyler, Shelby, Riley and Ivan turned to him, all with a frown. He knew they would be confused. "I... I guess I have been a horrible, completely terrible person lately."

"What else is new?" Riley scoffed.

"You have to understand, Snide had a lot of control over me," Heckyl stated. "He poisoned my thoughts, my actions my..."

"To my understanding, you were two separate beings trapped within one body," Ivan said. "In my own experience with the matter, I know that's still no excuse for such vile behaviour. Never, in my eight hundred years trapped inside Fury, did I ever once imagine harming anyone innocent the way you did Lady Kendall."

"And I understand that is the way you see it..."

"You kidnapped her," Shelby said. "You asked her to separate you and Snide. You had to know that would mean Snide would have access to her."

"I didn't think that part through, I... I never intended on letting him hurt her."

"But he did."

"You did," Tyler said. "You've hurt us all. You attacked our friends; you've threatened our lives..."

"Snide poisoned me. He... it's the dark energem's doing. You don't understand the power it has," Heckyl said. Riley shook his head.

"That's not an apology," he said. "And it's going to take a lot more than an apology to fix what you've done. We can't trust you, Heckyl. We can't trust anything you say or anything you do."

"I led you to Kendall. I wasn't lying about that."

"But she was in trouble because of you," Ivan stated. "We watched your actions through the magical recording devices. You took her. You broke her wrist."

"I..."

"We appreciate you getting her back," Tyler said. "But that's as far as we're willing to let you go."

"Are you kicking me out?" Heckyl asked and shook his head. He put his hands together, begging the Rangers, "Please, you can't kick me out. Snide won't let me return and Archanon will lock me up for good! It's a fate worse than death, I assure you."

"We can't let you stay here. This is our base."

"Not to mention, its karma if Archanon locks you up or Snide kicks you ass," Shelby shrugged. "It's what you've been doing to us this whole time."

"But I was..."

"Apologies don't have buts, Heckyl," Riley said. "I suggest you find somewhere else to stay, before the others get back. Chase, Koda and Jeremy really aren't going to want to see you."

"I will prove to you I've changed," Heckyl told the Rangers as he walked to the elevator. "I'll show you the dark energem's influence is far more powerful than you could imagine."

"Fine. Prove us wrong," Tyler said. Heckyl gave a little nod, promised the Rangers he would show him who he truly was and then left the base. The four of them glanced at each other, unsure of what to do with Heckyl, each hoping he wouldn't be a problem for them in the future.

Finally, they got the call on their communicators.

-Dino-Charge-

"You let Cammy come along?"

"Shh," Chase chuckled and shook his head as he offered Kendall some tea. Her voice was hoarse as her throat and neck had suffered horrible bruising, as well as the rest of the body from the constricting chains. The best advice Chase had for her in the moment, other than letting herself rest, was to keep quiet. It would be the fastest way to heal. "The purple energem bonded with her. She really wanted to go."

"But you..."

"Shh."

"She's nine."

"I'm aware of how old she is. I had her in my sight the whole time," Chase chuckled. "Your brother and Koda helped to keep an eye on her. Trust us, the only person we cared about more than you back there was Cammy."

"Good."

"Kendall, I'm serious, stop talking," Chase said. "Now, I'm going to ask you yes or no questions. All you have to do is nod, alright? Are you okay?"

She nodded her head. Chase smiled.

"Good. Are you comfortable?"

"I'm sore."

"Kendall, come on. Your voice will stay like that forever you know."

Kendall shot him a look that told him she knew he was lying. Her voice, like her body, would heal in time. Not that her voice was her main concerned. She glanced down to her hand, wrapped up in a solid cast. She would be down to one hand for a few weeks at least due to the break in her wrist. It would make her research and her Ranger duties much more complicated. She hated what they meant for the team.

"You'll be fine now," Chase promised her and kissed her forehead. "Just get some rest right now, okay?"

Kendall nodded her head and leaned back into her bed. Chase tucked her in then walked out of the room. He made his way to the kitchen, where all the other Rangers and the Fisher parents were sitting. When Chase entered the room, Mrs. Fisher walked out.

"Is she okay?" Jeremy asked.

"She's... Kendall," Chase chuckled. "I can tell she's already trying to find a way to get back to work as quickly as she can."

"I don't envy the bruises and stuff," Shelby said. "But taking it easy for a few weeks sounds pretty relaxing. I'm kind of jealous."

"Jealous?" Chase smirked. "I can break your arm too, if you want."

"You know what I mean."

"The important thing is, she's okay," Mr. Fisher said. "And if this has done anything, at least now we're better aware of what we're up against. Heckyl seems not to be much of a threat anymore."

"It's just Snide, Archanon and his army," Tyler said. "And they all seem pretty ruthless."

"Not to mention Poisandra's on her way to Sledge right now. He could be back," Chase added.

"But we know all our enemies are out for themselves," Tyler stated. "They're all aggressive. We can be just as aggressive."

"And we have all ten energems on our side," Jeremy agreed. "We have power."

"But the dark energem is in Archanon's hands," Riley reminded his teammates. "And according to Heckyl, it's got the power to destroy all ten of our energems alone. I think that's our biggest concern right now."

"Logically speaking, if the dark energem was made from the dark energy of all ten energems, that means it's only just as powerful as our energems," Shelby said. "So can't our energems also destroy it?"

"Logically," Riley nodded.

"I want to destroy Heckyl," Cammy said, looking up from her homework book. "Can we do that first?"

"Our first opportunity, we will," Chase promised. "Once Heckyl gives us a reason to destroy him, believe me, I'm going to rip him apart."

"From now on, we'll need to be extra vigilant," Tyler said. "Keep your energems on you at all times. If we need all ten of them to stop the dark energem, that means we can't afford to lose even one. Archanon would have too much power."

-Dino-Charge-

Back upstairs, Mrs. Fisher knocked gently on her daughter's door before walking in. She saw Kendall sitting up in her bed, staring out the window. She watched her daughter for a moment, allowing herself to feel the relief of knowing Kendall was home safe and sound. She had only been informed there was trouble after Jeremy, Chase and Koda brought Kendall to the hospital for her wrist, but the moment between 'Kendall was kidnapped' and 'but she's okay now' was one of the worst.

"You're the one keeping me on my toes," Mrs. Fisher said somewhat jokingly as she sat down on Kendall's bed. "A part of me wonders, if we had you as a child, if you would have been an absolute hell-raiser."

"I'm sorry," Kendall whispered. Mrs. Fisher shook her head.

"I'm just glad you're alright," she said. She leaned in next to Kendall, laying on the bed next to her. She put her hand on Kendall's cast, inspecting the work the doctor had done. She was no doctor herself. She had never considered the profession. However, where her daughter's health was concerned, she wanted to be sure everything was done according to her high standards. Seeing the cast looked professionally done, Mrs. Fisher approached. "Does it hurt?"

"Not as much anymore."

"Are you taking the drugs the doctor gave you?"

"One."

"Kendall..."

"It's fine. It's not too bad. I can handle it."

"Don't try to be brave," Mrs. Fisher said. "Were you scared?"

"It's just a cast."

"Not about that. In that... ship place. Were you scared?"

"I thought I was going to die," Kendall nodded her head. "I thought I'd never get to see you again. Any of you."

"You're home now. You're safe."

Kendall nodded her head, "I know."

"I don't have to leave, if you want," Mrs. Fisher suggested. "If it would help you relax a little bit, I can stay with you."

"You would?"

"Of course," Mrs. Fisher chuckled and put her arms around her daughter. "That's why I came up here. You'd be doing me a world of good too."

"Can you stay?" Kendall asked.

"I will."

"Can you also not wrap your arms around me?" Kendall asked. "It's not that I don't like it. It just reminds me of the chains and..."

"Say no more," Mrs. Fisher said and removed her arms. "I'll just lay here, okay?"

Kendall nodded her head with a smile and shut her eyes, allowing herself to rest. It was a strange feeling to have her mother by her side, but one that brought Kendall joy. As a child, Kendall's mother had never been the giving kind. Unless it suited her, she didn't have the time or patience to calm Kendall after a nightmare, after a rough day, or after what Kendall thought was a scary movie or scene on TV. Kendall had been conditioned to treat her worries and fears by herself.

Having a mother around who would sit by her, make her feel better and help her feel safe was refreshing. Kendall liked it.