On the Red Galleon, Angela was sitting with Tensou as he analysed her injury, holding her son closely. Colo had inflicted a horrifying injury on her, crushing her hand. Leaving her with real fears for how much damage had been done. In science and engineering, a gentle and intricate touch was a valuable thing to have. He looked to her as he finished his x-ray.

"I can re-set everything to where it's meant to be and dress it properly." Tensou told her. "It should recover, but..."

"But?" She asked.

"You...you might want to bite down on something." He warned her as he landed. She looked to Joel, who had insisted his wife was seen first. Although he had lost a couple of teeth, he knew how important Angela's career was to her, and insisted that she was the first to be seen. Joel took Sean from her and told him to go somewhere to play. Sean didn't want to leave his mother, but as Emma offered him a hand and led him away, Joel took the seat next to her and held her remaining good hand gently.

"I'm here." He told her as Noah handed her a gum shield. Angela took it, putting it in her mouth and gripped his hand tightly. Tensou gave her a local anaesthetic, before beginning to get to work setting everything back where it was meant to be. The loud grunts and expression on Angela's face told the whole story as she gripped Joel's hand like her life depended on it. Kelsey looked a little ill seeing how much pain Angela was in, while Carter was sitting in the corner, his head in his hands. His plan to bring his team into the safety of the Aquabase had been solid, or so he thought. It was just unfortunate that it was more than a little too late for this to happen. He had hoped to get them all into hiding before anyone got hurt, but obviously that hadn't happened. Chad was still glaring at him, more than a little angry at the deception of the fake funeral. Jake came to his side and smiled.

"So, is that a typical Red thing?" He asked. "Always feeling like it's your fault if someone gets hurt?"

"In Carter's case it usually was." Chad responded. Jake just looked to him.

"Ouch...that's pretty harsh!" Jake replied as he heard this. Chad just crossed his arms. "I'm sure he didn't intend..."

"Yeah, what he intended and what happened are two different things." Chad snorted. "Angela, Joel and Sean were in the hands of that psychopath! Kelsey could have been killed!"

"I'm not saying he handled this brilliantly..."

"I think all evidence points that way." Chad interrupted him. Just then, they heard a commotion in the corner.

"You can't be serious!" Gia yelled at Troy.

"It's not like we have much of a choice Gia!" Troy answered.

"But Orion's still in there!" Emma screamed.

"We barely limped out of there after his last broadside!" Troy reminded them as he looked to Noah. "What's the damage report looking like?"

"The hull's got more holes in it than the plot of 'How I Met Your Mother'." He replied. "The self-repair system's working all-out on it, but it'll still be hours before we can risk going into another full-on battle with The Fancy."

He pulled up more information.

"The electrics are pretty beat up too, and the engines have seen better days." He continued. "All in, I reckon if I go down there to help out the self-repair system, we're still talking about a couple of hours before we're anywhere near ready for a fight, and I'd definitely not recommend going head-on with The Fancy anytime soon."

"Noah, Orion's on that ship!" Gia reiterated.

"We also have to get the Lightspeed Team to safety!" Troy reminded her. "Noah, set a course for Briarwood."

"What?" Emma shrieked.

"They have healers there, it's the best place for Joel and Angela." He answered. Joel just looked up.

"We can wait." He insisted. "If one of our own..."

"We can't go into a full-on battle with The Fancy if we have bystanders to worry about." Troy interrupted him. "We can collect Dana from Silver Hills when she's ready, or the Lightspeed Team can arrange to get her there themselves, but so far we've had WAY too many distractions."

"But Troy..."

"We off-load the Lightspeed Team and do repairs, then we go back for Orion." He told them.

"What if Orion doesn't have that long?" Emma asked him. It was a tough question, one which got everyone on the ship staring at Troy. He hated being in this position. Since taking on the Red Ranger position well over a year previously, he had been forced to make tough decisions, but none of them had put him in this position. Right now, everyone, Lightspeed and Corsair alike was staring at him, willing him to turn around and go back for Orion. A part of him wanted to do so too, but he was weighing up his options, and the odds. Right now, the Galleon was heavily damaged, and he was certain they had only just limped out of battle in time. He had the lives of the entire team, all the Ranger Keys they had collected, the only working Ranger powers on the planet in his care. He took a deep breath, before looking back to them.

"Orion made his choice." Troy told them. "Jake, set a course for Briarwood. Noah, concentrate on those repairs."

"So that's it?" Emma snapped. "What we think doesn't matter?"

"I'm sorry to say, but right now it doesn't!" Troy answered harshly. "I'm Captain for a reason; sometimes my decisions won't be popular. This isn't a democracy, not this time."

With that, he left the room, heading to his chambers. The others just looked around each other. All of them could understand what Troy was saying, even though none of them liked it. They all wanted to go back and get Orion. The scene was silent for a moment, like a powder keg waiting on someone to light a fuse. They were looking for one of them, any of them, to speak up to incite the mutiny. Eventually it was Jake that spoke up.

"I'm setting a course for Briarwood." He told them, looking to the Lightspeed Team. "You can all figure out what to do about Dana."

"Jake, Orion..."

"Like Troy said, Orion made his choice!" Jake stated. "This isn't a one-man show."

With that, Emma left to go to her room, while Noah returned to his work. Jake went to the controls to set in their new course. Gia though just slumped into a chair in the corner, fuming over the fact that they would ever leave one of their own behind. Kelsey saw this and made her way over.

"Come with me." Kelsey told her.

"Kelsey..."

"Just come with me." Kelsey told her. "You won't regret it, I promise."

With that, Gia was dragged in a somewhat less than dignified manner from the main room by her predecessor.

Back on The Fancy, Orion was quickly finding himself in the fight of his life. That was to say...he was fighting simply to remain alive! He had never seen Lafitte's true form. In all the time he had been a part of his crew, Lafitte had always used himself, Marv and Colo to do his fighting when they boarded ships. Marv had joked many times about his flamboyant appearance and love of fine clothing and silks. Combined with his refusal to fight himself, it had led to obvious comments that he couldn't, or that he relied on the others. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

Orion spun his Silver Spear around, deflecting some shots from Lafitte's pistol, but some of them still slammed home, staggering him. Lafitte stomped his foot on the floor, causing it to split and throw Orion off his feet.

"Aw...did you get a little more than you expected?" Lafitte taunted him. Orion struggled to crawl over to his weapon as Lafitte advanced. "Did you really think that I was just some stuffed shirt that had nothing behind it?"

"There isn't a heart there, that's for sure." Orion commented. "Marv was your friend!"

"Marv was a crewman. He had his uses." Lafitte responded. "When I sold you to Damaras, it was nothing personal. It was just...best for business."

Orion snatched up his Silver Spear and ran at Lafitte, launching himself into the air. Lafitte deflected the blow with his pistol, using his sword to smash him all the way across the room into a control panel. Orion could feel his power levels falling as he tried to get up. Just then, he heard a pounding on the door.

"It seems Colo has realised something is wrong." Lafitte said as he advanced. "The only question is, do I deal with you myself or let him have you?"

Orion rushed at him, turning his Ranger Key into the Silver Spear, powering it up to the full. Lafitte stood his ground, catching the prongs in his hands as Orion got to him. Orion drove him back, all the way to the wall, but the strike never hit home. He could only watch as Lafitte ripped the weapon from his hands. He hit him with a headbutt, staggering Orion as his vision blurred, before he hit him with his own spear, knocking him down to the floor. Orion de-morphed, landing painfully in a heap. Lafitte just looked to the Silver Spear.

"Such a funny little weapon. What was it Marv always called it? A toothpick?" Lafitte asked him. He snapped the weapon in half over his knee, throwing the pieces at Orion, before regaining his sword. Orion fumbled with his morpher as Lafitte advanced. He tried to get another Ranger Key into it, before Lafitte started running at him. He became a blur as he rushed so fast that Orion couldn't see him, slashing out with his sword as he went. Each time, he caused a small, superficial cut, each one designed more to inflict pain than cause any real harm. Orion fell to his knees, his morpher falling from his hands as Lafitte finally stopped.

"I can keep this up all day. I could have ended you dozens of times already." Lafitte told him. "But since you DID steal from me..."

"Those Ranger Keys weren't yours!" Orion roared. "You stole them!"

"Details, details." Lafitte chuckled. He saw Orion fumbling, trying to put a Ranger Key into his morpher as Colo continued to pound on the door, which was already starting to bend inwards, and looked like it could give at any moment. Lafitte just held up his sword. "I'll tell you what, since you have shown a lot of spirit, how about I give you another chance at those last words?"

"Sure, how about...Q-Rex Drill?" He stated, punching in the code as he put the Quantum Ranger Key into his morpher. Before Lafitte knew what was happening, a hole had been punched in the side of the ship as the drill came crashing through the hull, hitting Lafitte square in the chest. He hit the other side of the room, giving Orion his chance to move. He ran as fast as he could, snatching up the pieces of his Silver Spear, before throwing himself out of the hole. He hurtled towards the ground as gravity took over, being caught by the Q-Rex Drill Zord just as Lafitte got to the hole in the hull. The Zord sped away, disappearing into the distance by the time Colo managed to tear down the door and arrive by his master.

"He always was a slippery little bastard." Lafitte commented. "He never did know when to die."

Colo just grunted in response. Lafitte turned towards him and chanced back into his human form.

"Clean this up would you?" He asked. "I could use a drink."

With that, he walked away, leaving Colo with the remains of his bridge to sort out.

Meanwhile, on the Q-Rex Drill, Orion got to the controls, his vision blurring in and out as he went. He had seen an opportunity to get his revenge on Lafitte, to destroy him for good, but he had found himself overmatched by his power. It had never occurred to him that Lafitte had been hiding that kind of power from him. He punched in a few keys, telling the Q-Rex to trace the Red Galleon, before slumping into his chair and allowing himself to pass out.

On the Red Galleon, Kelsey finally got Gia out onto the main deck. Gia just looked to her, a little put out.

"Kelsey, I'm really not in the mood for this." Gia told her. "Troy's just turned his back..."

"Trust me, we're not always happy by the decisions our Reds make." Kelsey assured her. "I have to admit; sometimes I THOUGHT I'd make a better Red than Carter. I never understood his decisions half the time, and..."

"Kelsey, Troy just turned around and left Orion alone on that ship with Lafitte!" Gia told her. "He just left him there!"

"I know, and it feels wrong and it sucks." Kelsey told her. "But you know what? It might not feel like it right now, but it's probably the right choice."

"Kelsey..."

"Like I said, I don't like it, and I didn't agree with a lot of Carter's decisions, that was my luxury!" She insisted. "But the more I think back on things, I know that most of the decisions he made had some logic behind them."

"Kelsey, you were the one that was pissed at him for not telling you about the faking death thing." Gia reminded her. Kelsey just sighed.

"Yeah, that's true, I was pissed about that." Kelsey told her. "But you know, even I can understand WHY he did it. It's my luxury to be mad about the decision he took...Carter...he just has to wear his decisions, even when it means others are going to hate him for it. If I'm honest, when I think back on some of what happened back in our day...I don't envy Carter for a second. At times I wonder how he managed to do it."

Gia just nodded in understanding as she heard this. She knew it was true. She had often questioned the decisions Troy made, and at times she had found herself thinking that she would be a better leader, but when all was said and done, she was often grateful for the fact that she didn't have that responsibility. She was responsible for the lives of her team-mates in battle; Troy was responsible for their safety every hour of every day. It was something that Emma had told her sometimes kept him up at night. She couldn't imagine being in that position.

"All you can do is hope that Orion makes it out." Kelsey told her. "Those Silver guys are pretty tough."

"Orion DID survive years marooned on a deserted planet." Gia recalled.

"Ryan survived growing up in a Daemon dimension since he was six years old." Kelsey stated. "We Rangers are a tough lot to kill. Even the ones that the bad guys DO manage to take out have a habit of coming back."

Gia just looked at her, a little curious about this statement. Kelsey then just gestured to her to come closer, before producing Gia's tablet.

"Hey, that's..."

"Trust me; you're going to want to see this." Kelsey told her. "I kind of did a little digging on your behalf."

"Wait...this...this is Cat's Facebook page!" Gia yelled, looking at it. "You're trolling my ex?"

"Just...look at it for a second will you?" Kelsey asked. "What do you notice?"

"I notice she's putting a lot of her artwork up there." Gia answered. "Um..."

"Do you notice a recurring theme with the artwork?" Kelsey asked her.

"It's of us." Gia answered.

"And how many of the pictures have the Yellow Ranger front and centre?" Kelsey teased her. "Oh, and you might want to see this."

"Her relationship status...it says..."

"Single." Kelsey answered. Gia just sighed.

"So she and Tamsin..."

"Oh...I took that little liberty too." Kelsey answered, clicking on Cat's friends section, calling up Tamsin's profile.

"Tamsin West, relationship status...in a relationship with Gregory Townsend?" Gia asked. Kelsey just nodded. "Tamsin's straight?"

"Unless her profile is mistaken, it looks that way." Kelsey told her. Gia just took the tablet from her, inspecting it thoughtfully.

"Cat...Cat lied to me." Gia remarked. Kelsey just put her arm around her.

"For what it's worth...it doesn't look like there's been anyone else." Kelsey told her. "I think she did it for you."

With that, Kelsey left Gia, holding the tablet, going back to Cat's profile. It had broken her heart when Cat had ended things, when she had told her that things were over. Now that she knew it had all been a lie, a part of her was angry that Cat would do that to her, but more than anything else, all she could feel was the love she had for her girlfriend returning to her. She hugged her tablet to her and looked out into the night sky, trying to imagine what Cat was doing now.

Meanwhile, on the Armada Flagship, Lavira went to the gym, finding Vekar being put through his paces by Argus. The pitiless cyborg that had been charged with getting him back into shape was just staring at him as he was on the floor, on all fours, sweating intently.

"Please, please no more!" Prince Vekar begged him. "Have mercy, I beg you!"

"Your enemies would not beg for such mercy." Argus told him. Lavira just watched as begrudgingly, Prince Vekar assumed the position and started doing slow, shaky looking push ups.

"Your Highness, I just wanted to report, there was a major battle over Mariner Bay." She informed him. "It appears both the Rangers and Lafitte's ships suffered heavy damage."

"Leave it to Damaras." He responded. "Can't you see I'm...?"

With that, he flopped face-first to the floor. Lavira just looked to Argus.

"So...how many has he done?" She asked him.

"Almost three." Argus replied. Lavira just sighed.

"I'll report back." She said as she left the room, casting one look back as Prince Vekar struggled back into position, under Argus' merciless watch.