That night, Levi laid awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling of his trailer. He had a lot to process now that he had found and met the other Rangers, but that was the last thing on his mind.

He played Sarah's reaction to his song over again in his mind, each time trying to think of what he could have done to let her know he only wanted to help. He wondered why he hadn't thought this could be her reaction. He started to think of how his fame had changed him, and why he hadn't noticed it at all until now.

He sat up in bed when he was certain that he wouldn't be able to sleep. He reached for his notebook to begin writing a song about all of this but stopped himself. This was how he had gotten himself into trouble. Clearly, Sarah didn't like her life being used for his songs. He shook his head as he thought about her reaction again.

He had to admit, feeling a little relieved by it. While it was still upsetting, Sarah had reminded him that he wasn't immune. Fame may have changed his life in the sense of the people he could reach, in the things he could buy, and in the way he could see the world, but in the end, he was still just a regular guy. He wasn't without his flaws and it was still very possible for him to do wrong.

In the eyes of all the girls who were fans that he had dated, he was perfect. They were in awe over everything he did. He didn't need to put in any effort in the relationship, which admittedly, he had enjoyed, but it also left him feeling like the relationship wasn't real. It wasn't going to last because the girls weren't in love with him, but with the idea of being with him. The girls catered to him and his needs. His mistakes didn't exist. If he forgot to bring flowers, or forgot her name, or even worse, forgot about the date, the girls would make up excuses for him.

Levi didn't like that. Of course, it made the relationship easier for him, but he wanted his partner to be someone who could snap him back to reality and keep him grounded. Perhaps he had met that person today in Sarah, and he had totally screwed it up.

"Dammit," he muttered. "Now I've got a crush on a girl that completely hates me. And I can't even write about it."

He fell back into his pillow and looked up at the ceiling. He had to make things right. There had to be a way.

When morning came, Levi had only gotten a couple of hours of sleep. Still, he pulled himself out of bed, made himself breakfast, showered and then headed out into the city. He told his manager that he wanted the day to himself, and refused to have security escort him around.

He slowly made his way to the Ranger base, where Brody said they were all going to meet up to start training together. On the way, Levi stopped at a flower shop. He stared at the various bouquets but there was nothing that caught his eye. In fact, he didn't even know if Sarah did like flowers. She was already unlike any of the other girls he had met.

He stopped at a card store after that, looking for a card that would help him apologize, but there was nothing that fit the situation, reminding him that he wasn't just a regular guy like he always thought. Since there was nothing there that suited him, he left. He arrived at the Ranger base empty handed and feeling like a dick, as Sarah had called him the day before.

"You ready for this?" Calvin asked him as he arrived and Levi was glad to see that the rest of the team wasn't going to ice him out. He nodded his head.

"Your uniform is hanging on the wall," Hayley pointed out, and Levi turned around to see a black and gold Ninja suit waiting for him. He picked it up and had a look. It wasn't like his usual wardrobe of cowboy boots, jeans and a hat, but it seemed to fit the Ninja theme of the Rangers quite well. He put it on as the others arrived. Sarah was the last to walk in, and when she saw him she rolled her eyes and then proceeded to ignore him as Brody explained what they would be practicing. They then left the school and walked out to the forest, where the others led him to a clearing far off the regular trails. They were put into pairs and asked to spar. Levi found himself matched up with Brody.

"You can count on me not going easy on you," Brody said and Levi nodded his head.

"I should hope not. Those monsters certainly won't."

"Exactly. They don't care about your fame."

Levi nodded his head. Brody liked to drill in that point. Levi was a regular person, and nothing would convince Brody otherwise. He thought maybe he could use that to his advantage. Brody wasn't going to hold back on the truth or his thoughts to spare Levi's feelings like others would.

"Do you think Sarah will talk to me today?"

Brody looked over to the pink Ranger and shrugged his shoulders, "Not sure. I've never pissed her off before."

"Has anyone?"

"Probably," Brody nodded. "Preston said she really let Victor have it when he took her hoverboard. You might just have to learn to endure her abuse."

"I'm fine with that," Levi said. "I just want her to understand that I didn't mean to upset her."

"It doesn't matter what you meant," Brody said. "You know, my dad always used to say, it doesn't matter what your intentions were. If you hurt someone, you have to accept that and make it right."

Levi let out a little laugh, "Funny, my dad used to say the same. Look, I'm not trying to get myself out of this mess. I want her to know I didn't mean to hurt her and I want her to know that I'm ready to own up to what I did. I just… need to know why she's upset so I can make it right."

"Maybe I can help," Brody said and called for the Rangers to pause their sparing. He then switched up the partners and matched himself up with Sarah. As they spared, he struck up a conversation.

"So, Levi…"

"I'd really rather not talk about him, Brody," Sarah said. "It's fine if you want to be his friend, but that ship has sailed for me."

"He seems really sorry about what he's done."

"Aren't you the guy who said we shouldn't treat him any different just because he's famous?"

"Like I said, he seems really sorry," Brody pointed out. "And just like anyone else, I think if he is ready to own up to his mistakes, he deserves that chance."

"He had to know that what I told him was in confidence."

"Seriously?" Brody asked with a little laugh, prompting an eyebrow raise from Sarah and the strength of her punches to increase slightly. "Sarah, he's still pretty much a stranger. How could you expect him to think that he had earned your trust enough in that hour we were with him for you to share something in confidence?"

Sarah shrugged her shoulders. Brody looked to her.

"I'm not saying what he did was right. He had no right to use what you told him in his song. But… you've got to give him some room for error here. He couldn't have known that you expected privacy from him. He barely knew you, and you barely knew him."

"You know a lot for a guy raised on an alien space ship," Sarah frowned.

"You told an artist an emotional story. That's like giving you tools and a blueprint and asking you not to build something."

"I…"

"And from what he's told me, he really only wanted to help you. And he is onto something, you know. Since those clones, you've hardly even looked at a hammer or a… whatcha-ma-call-it. Yes, Galvanax used your cloning device to wreak the city. Yes, because of that people died. Yes, you lost your father. But are you really going to let Galvanax also take a huge part of who you are? Are you going to give up on all your dreams just because of a mistake?"

"Will you stop making good points if I talk to the guy?" Sarah asked. Brody shrugged his shoulders.

"I can switch up the teams so you're not paired with me anymore," he said. "But if you agree to that, you should know, I'm going to pair you with Levi."

"You're a bit of an ass, you know that?"

"If by ass you mean a good friend, then yes."

Sarah shook her head, but agreed to the switch. She looked to Levi as he approached her.

"Brody said you wanted to talk."

"I want to start by saying when I write, I'm not thinking about money," Levi said. "My songs are my art, and I'd have done that for you whether I was famous or not. That's just who I am."

"Uh-huh."

"I believe in following your dreams," Levi said. "I believe in not letting challenges stand in your way. You can overcome anything if you're doing what you love. My heart just… broke for you when I saw how you were ready to give up on something you loved and I thought that if I wrote a song for you, that you might reconsider. I have no plans to use your song for profit."

"How can I trust you really mean that?"

"Because I'm giving the song to you," Levi said. "You get all credit for it. Any money made off the song from downloads or performances will go to you and you can do whatever you want with it. Hell, if you tell me right now you never want the song to be heard again, I'll do everything I can to silence it. The song was only meant for you and… I guess, I guess I should have saved it just for you instead of singing it at the concert. That was my mistake and I'm sorry."

Sarah looked to Levi as he apologized. She could tell he was genuine. He was looking her in the eye, and his words didn't waver. There was emotion behind his words that expressed his regret and his honesty.

"I'll believe you meant well," she said. "But I just… it's all still a little too fresh."

"Have you talked to anyone about it?" Levi asked her. "Your mom or…"

"Never mom," Sarah shook her head. "That's a story on it's own."

"I thought you said you had one parent?"

"You really don't know me," Sarah answered. Levi looked to her.

"Will you let me?" he asked. "I promise, I won't write about anything unless you give me the okay. You can trust me on that."

"Are you… are you asking me out?"

"You can say no," Levi stated. "I just… I am drawn to you a bit but… I really think if I'm going to be writing your story, I should get to know you a little more, even if I've already kind of done so without permission."

"Fine," Sarah nodded. "We'll go out."

"Seriously?"

"But it's just because we'll need to get to know each other," Sarah stated. "We're teammates. We're in charge of saving the world. I'm going to have to learn to trust you, and the sooner, the better?"

"So, yes?"

"Pick me up tonight at eight," Sarah nodded.