"Rajon!" A voice called. A teenager turned around to face a woman.
"Mom!" He called running back to her.
"Take this," she said pressing a coin in his hand. "No matter what happens never forget who you are."
"But mom," he said trying to hand the coin back to her.
"No you must hold onto this coin," she said and took a step back. "I love you Rajon. Never forget that." She said before there was a blast and Rajon was knocked off of his feet. Rajon opened his hand to reveal the coin. It had a single claw print.
Tommy sat up in bed. It had been the Green Ranger coin. Why was he having a dream about someone else receiving the Green Ranger coin? He wondered. Somehow it just didn't feel like a dream.
Tommy stood up on shaky legs and walked to his bedroom door. He stuck his head out the door and made sure his parents were still at work before teleporting to the Command Center. He was sure he had some time before his parents arrived home.
When Tommy landed he heard the alarms going off.
"TOMMY," Zordon said in surprise upon seeing his arrival. "I WAS INFORMED THAT YOU WERE AT HOME WITH THE FLU."
"I was," Tommy said, "what's going on?" He asked.
"ZEDD AND RITA HAVE SENT GOLDAR AND TENGAS DOWN TO THE PARK. I DID NOT CALL YOU AS I KNEW THAT YOU WERE ILL."
Tommy watched the viewing globe for a few minutes. The Rangers were having no trouble with the Tengas and Goldar.
"Zordon," he said turning to face his mentor, "I had a dream. In it there was a teenager named Rajon and his mother. The woman handed him a coin and told him to hold onto it. When he opened his hand I saw the Green Ranger power coin."
Zordon was silent for a moment. "RAJON WAS A POWER RANGER FOR A VERY BRIEF TIME ON HIS HOME PLANET. MASTER VILE KILLED HIM IN BATTLE AND TOOK THE COIN. HE GAVE IT TO HIS DAUGHTER RITA, WHICH IN TURN WAS GIVEN TO YOU."
Tommy stared at his mentor not sure what to think. "Why did I have dream about him," he asked out loud.
"I DO NOT KNOW TOMMY," Zordon answered, "MAYBE IT WAS DUE TO YOUR HIGH FEVER. I SUGGEST THAT YOU GO HOME AND REST. I WILL CONTACT YOU IF THE RANGERS NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE."
Tommy nodded and teleported home. He hadn't wanted to tell Zordon how bad he felt. He went and lay down in his bed and closed his eyes.
He was shaken awake. He opened his eyes and saw his parents staring down at him.
"Open your mouth," Ryan said holding a thermometer. Tommy obeyed and the thermometer was placed under his tongue. He closed his eyes.
A few moments later he heard his mother said, "103.2. Maybe we should contact his doctor."
A cold compress was placed on Tommy's forehead. "Let's see if the temperature goes down by morning. If it gets worse, we'll take him to the doctor."
Tommy heard them walk out of the room but he was already asleep again before they were down the stairs.
Charlotte Oliver stood at the sink washing the dinner dishes with Corey drying. She was usually worried about Corey dropping something but tonight she was more worried about herself dropping something. Her mind was on Tommy. He had eaten a little bit of the soup she had made him before drifting back to sleep. She was concerned about the temperature but the doctor said the same thing that Ryan did. If the temperature didn't start going down tomorrow, she said to bring Tommy in. It was hard for her to wait until morning.
"Mommy?" Corey asked as he set the dish on the counter for Charlotte to put away.
"Yes Corey?" She asked.
"Is Tommy going to be okay?"
"Yes. He's sick but he will be okay." She didn't know if she believed that completely but she didn't want to worry her youngest son.
The phone rang.
Charlotte picked it up and said, "hello?"
"Hello Charlotte," a voice greeted, "it's Marcia."
"Hello Marcia," Charlotte said as she set the sponge down. Marcia Campbell was Aisha's mother and was a doctor.
"Aisha was telling me that Tommy has the flu. How's he doing?" She asked.
"He's been sleeping most of the day," she said as she started to walk out of the room. "His temperature has gone up but his doctor asked us to wait until tomorrow to see if his temperature goes down."
"That sounds like good advice," Marcia said. "I know it's difficult when your kids are sick. The flu has been going around. I've seen at least ten cases just this week. Is he on antibiotics?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Good. I'm sure he'll be feeling better in no time. So how are you doing?"
"Other then being worried about Tommy, I'm doing okay. Ryan and Corey are doing well too. How's your family doing?"
"Everyone's great. Aisha still volunteering at the veterinary office and Mark's enjoying the off season." Mark Campbell was a football coach at Angel Grove Middle School."
There was a crash from the kitchen.
"I have to go Marcia," Charlotte said.
"I understand. Call me if you need anything," Marcia said before hanging up.
Charlotte hung up the phone and went into the kitchen to find Corey staring at her with tears in his eyes.
She looked down and saw two frying pans were on the floor.
"It's okay Corey," she said as she picked up the frying pans. "Nothing's broken. Help me finish the dishes and then I'll get you some ice cream for desert."
Corey grinned and they went back to cleaning the dishes.