"Are you okay?" Miki asked. She could hear the sound of sirens at the background.

"I'm okay, but Aoyama isn't," Kuroda replied.

"What? What happened?" her heart started to race anticipating the worst.

"There has been an accident involving his parents. Both of them didn't survive. Aoyama is in a bad state of shock right now. He kept trying to harm himself. Both Kijima and I tried talking to him but he isn't listening. We're wondering if he might listen to you," Kuroda explained.

"I'll be right there. Where are you?" She suddenly felt dizzy. It reminded her of what happened six years ago when her own parents were killed in an accident.

"I'll come and get you. You can't move with your ankle like that," Kuroda said,

"No, that's okay. Akama's here with me, I've got a car, he can drive," she said quickly.

"Oh?" Kuroda was rather surprised. "That's even better, we weren't sure how to reach Akama as we forgot to ask him where he's staying in Tokyo."

"Tell me where you are," Miki cut him off impatiently.

Kuroda quickly told Miki the location and hung up.

"What happened?" Akama who heard his name mentioned looked up to find Miki looking rather pale.

"We have to go, I'll explain on the way," she said as she grabbed her crutches and hopped to get her car key and tossed it to Akama. "You're driving. Come on!"

Akama, puzzled, switched off the stove and ran over to follow Miki.

In the lift to the basement Miki told Akama about the accident. Akama was shocked to learn what happened.

"Was it a hit and run?" he wanted to know.

"I don't know. Kuroda didn't say much. Apparently Aoyama isn't coping very well," she said.

"How awful." Akama sighed. "Are you okay Miki? You look like you're about to be sick."

"I'm just slightly dizzy," she admitted. "Flashback," she said referring to her similar experience.

Akama held one of her arm to make sure she didn't fall. "Hold on to me," he told Miki.

Once they reached Miki's car, a four wheel drive, not in pink, which slightly surprised Akama given everything else had been pink so far, they quickly drove off to the location.

"Your car isn't Pink," Akama tried to lighten the tense atmosphere but Miki wasn't in the mood for jokes.

She just eyed him and retorted, "Not easy to find a pink four wheel drive."

Akama took that as a sign to just be quiet and drive.

They reached the location pretty quickly considering it was a little out of town thanks to the weekend light traffic combined with Akama's mad driving skill which made Miki a little carsick.

Akama had to help Miki out of the car because she looked like she was about to collapse. The scene of the accident made her even sicker. It looked like there had been an explosion, the car was badly burnt, pieces of glass everywhere, police cars and ambulance were on standby.

Miki closed her eyes for a second trying to control her emotion. She couldn't collapse now. It would just make matters worse.

Kuroda who saw the pair arrived quickly ran to approach them.

"What happened?" Akama asked him straightaway.

"Nobody knows for sure actually. There was no witness. The road was quiet. So we don't know if there was another party involved or what. But from the aftermath, there was certainly some sort of explosion," he explained.

Miki who saw Aoyama near the ambulance with Kijima holding him, quickly broke free from Akama and hopped as fast as she could to reach him.

"I should die, too!" she heard Aoyama yell. He tried to hit himself and banged his head on the nearby metal pole.

"Stop, Aoyama! It's not your fault!" Kijima tried to hold him back.

Miki became impatient with the crutches so she decided to ditch them and forced her hurt ankle to run but it failed her. She fell on the ground. She groaned in pain and tried to get up. Hearing her voice distracted Aoyama for a second.

"Miki…," he muttered.

Kijima quickly ran over to help her up and brought her to Aoyama.

"Aoyama…" Miki observed his friend. His face was wet with tears, his eyes were swollen, his nose was red and his hair was in a mess. "Kijima's right. It's not your fault."

Aoyama broke down again. He started sobbing in front of her. Miki couldn't stand to see his usually cheerful friend grieving so badly. She took him into her arms, just like how he always did for her.

"I was supposed to visit them but I got so busy with work so they decided to come visit me instead. They wouldn't die if it wasn't for me," he said in between his sob. "I should be the one who died. I'm an awful son."

"You're not, Aoyama. These things are out of your control," Miki said.

"I am, Miki! I am! If I had spared sometimes to go visit them this would not happen to them!" he cried out while beating himself.

"Stop it, Aoyama," Miki grabbed his arms. "Get a grip! Your parents would be furious to see you this way. You need to calm down and asses the situation. It's okay to grief, but don't harm yourself. That will disappoint your parents even more. Do you want that?" Miki yelled at him, she was in tears herself as she could feel how badly hurt his friend was as she was in the same situation herself once.

Aoyama sobbed harder hearing what Miki said and seeing her cried for him. This time he let her gently guide him to sit down at the back of the ambulance. Miki sat next to him and held his hands in silence while Aoyama continued sobbing.

Seeing Aoyama had calmed down and decided that he was in good hands, Kijima went to join Akama and Kuroda who were investigating the scene and talking to few policemen.

"What am I going to do?" Aoyama started talking, this time a lot more calmly. "They're the only family I have."

"You've got us," Miki squeezed his hands. "We're your family."

Aoyama rested his head on Miki's shoulder and let more tears streamed down his cheeks. Miki stroked his head gently and said, "We're here for you. I'm here for you, Aoyama."

Meanwhile, one of the senior policemen who were with the three guys suddenly realised who these guys might be. "Aren't you Goggle V?" he asked.

The guys were taken aback. Not many people knew who they were as five years had passed since they were last on duty. Even during their sentai days, only people who were directly involved knew the faces of the people under the suits.

"How did you know?" Akama asked.

"I've crossed path with you guys a couple of times in the past," he said.

"I see." Akama nodded his head.

"Do you think, maybe, just maybe, dark forces are behind this?" he asked.

"Hmm," Akama exchanged glance with Kuroda. "But we've banished them five years ago."

The policeman nodded. "I remember that."

"What made you think they may be behind this?" Kuroda asked.

"Well, something just doesn't add up. It's an ordinary low traffic road, there had never been any accident on this road. There was no witness, and there was an explosion. What could have happened to cause such a big explosion?" he pondered.

"You have a point," Kuroda said. Akama and Kijima nodded in agreement.

"May we take a look at the Aoyama's parents?" Akama asked.

"You certainly may," the policeman said leading the way.

As they walked to the ambulance, Akama noticed Aoyama and Miki sitting side by side with Miki still caressing Aoyama's head.

Once again, a pang of jealousy washed over him but he quickly shook it out of him as this was an inappropriate time to feel jealous. Aoyama needed the comfort.

Aoyama stood up and wiped his tears as he saw the guys approached them.

"Chief," he said as he saw Akama.

Akama put one hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, Aoyama, we will get to the bottom of this."

Aoyama nodded. He was grateful to be surrounded by his comrades. He wouldn't know what to do otherwise.