A/N: Sorry, I couldn't leave it at that. I decided at the last moment to write an epilogue.
Epilogue: One Year Later
"Okay, last one. What is the square root of 3,079,473,049?" The blonde asked taking another bite of her big sugar cookie.
"55,493." Answered the other woman sitting across from her. The petite woman waited anxiously to be told whether she was right. She took a fork full of her slice of cheesecake before washing it down with her latte. They were sitting by the window of a small café, able to see everything outside, especially the beach. It was nice and sunny day, a perfect time to take a nice walk along the water's edge. "Well?"
The blonde finished swallowing the bite of cookie she had just taken and looked up at her best friend. "Well what?" She questioned, sipping her smoothie.
"Did I get it right?"
"How do I know?" She answered brutally honest, shrugging her shoulders.
"Ronny." The brunette groaned, irritated with the dead end answer.
"I guess it's right, Rose." The racecar driver assumed. She plugged the numbers into her cell's calculator and bingo. "The calculator in my cell doesn't even do math that high. Don't worry, you're probably right."
"Whose right?" Asked the former leader of the Overdrive team.
"Rose. She got every question right. She is now, and shall forever be . . . her boring, lack of sense of humor, beyond brainy self." Ronny announced. Will and Mack laughed, as Rose threw the retired yellow ranger an unconvincing glare.
"I still think you're the best." Mack cooed, leaning in to kiss Rose.
"Come on man, I just ate." Will groaned, throwing his arm around Ronny. "Anyway. I heard you moved in with bolts for brains." He jested. While Mack was fully human, the former black ranger still found clever ways to tease his best friend.
"Yeah. Well after Dax moved in with Lori and I – you think Mack and I are bad, after three months I had to get out." She said with a roll of her eyes. "Plus I missed the beach, the warm weather, and . . . I think there's one other thing . . . oh! And my boyfriend." She teased. Mack mocked a sad face only for Rose to reciprocate with a playful hit.
"You're dad was cool with it?" Ronny chirped up.
"Well, actually Spencer okayed it, so it was a wonderful surprise when him and I got back from our expedition, but he didn't care."
"How are Dax and Ty, anyway?" Will interjected before Ronny could further probe.
"Dax is doing well. Apparently a change in scenery is doing the trick, he's a big success over there, and Ty, well he and Vella are doing well." The seasoned ranger began, quickly cut off by his girlfriend.
"Vella is expecting." The mensa genius squealed causing Ronny to squeal in joy as well.
"We'll have to plan a baby shower. I wonder if they have baby showers on Mercuria. Oh well, they'll be the first." Ronny giggled.
The black ranger slowly massaged the corners of his eyes. "So how are you two doing?" Mack inquired, the two women still enthralled in the latest baby news.
"We're good. But with her traveling from one race to another, and my constant chasing of artifacts with my team, it can get tough. But all in all it ain't bad. She's not ready to settle down in one spot yet, and I can respect that because neither am I." He smiled. "Oh, Rose." The petite ranger looked over in his direction, now giving him her undivided attention. "I found this ancient map on one of my artifact retrieval ventures and I thought you and I. . ."
"No!" Both Mack and Ronny yelled simultaneously.
"No working." Ronny scolded.
Rose was about to protest; intrigued by the yellow-aged paper with ancient writings decorating it, but was halted quickly. "Rose, you're suppose to be taking it easy." Mack reminded her, even though the former pink ranger had enough of "taking it easy". A year was way beyond enough time to recover, or so she thought.
Rose opened her mouth to object, but was cut off by Ronny. "No! Geez, you bunch of work-a -holics. No working."
"Come on, let's take a nice walk on the beach." Mack suggested getting up.
Ronny jumped at the idea as Will and Rose begrudgingly accepted. They weren't going to be able to look at the map together without being yelled at so they might as well go for a walk.
The quartet's leisurely walk on the beach soon turned into a splashing war in the ocean.
Their laughter carrying with the waves.
End Rose Gone Rogue
A/N: And that is the true conclusion to Rose Gone Rogue. Please leave a review. Thank you everyone for reading.
