The sun setting over the water lifted her spirits. Soft pinks and hues of blue graced the skies on the warm summer evening over soft lapping waving onto the sand, as the tide went through its changes. It was a lovely way to spend their last evening in Ameris, she had their flights booked for the morning.

Enjoying a relaxing few hours, watching her younger children playing in the sand, while Timmy finished his feed time. Jun gently broke the suction from her breast.

Adjusting the feeding bra, discretely clipping it back into place. Burping on her shoulder. Timmy cooed sleepily, ready for an after, feed nap.
Gently placing him onto portable bed, bringing the hood over, he settled down fast asleep.

She'd asked about Jason, apparently, he was racing during the day, Keyop and Tiny had other things happening when she extended the invitation.

In the distance, Mark, Jamie, and Princess were mucking around on the sand along with Syrah. Mark was demonstrating some martial arts moves, with Jamie mimicking him. Jamie was recovering well from surgery, it was the last step in the chemo process.

Now they had to wait and see his results. But they had been given clearance to fly back to Utoland. The medical team would send through the information, holding hope he was on the path to full remission.

Pulling out her camera, clicking away, capturing the memories.

During a few moves, Jamie grabbed Princesses small waist, leaning over her shoulder, she glowed like the sunset, from his touch. Taking advantage of the closeness, moving her hair aside, he planted a kiss on her slender bare neck, she visible shivered, drawing in closer to him as he whispered in her ear.

Warming inside, Jun was tickled to see him with a girl like her- how it was changing him.

Mark, close by turned his attentions to Syrah, and Joey. Clearing his throat, indicating to the two lovebirds they had company.

Eventually he let go of her, exchanging long looks and warm smiles.

Mark started some slow fluid moves in the sand, he was beautiful to watch, poetry in motion- So much like Ken in style when he was younger.

Jamie was following his older brother through a kata, mimicking his moves- Princess joining them. It would take time for him to build up his strength again. It was a beautiful- The two brothers were working in well together. She took more photos, Ken would want to see it all when he finally came home.

Joey tried to join in, he was completely uncoordinated. Mark was patient with him, helping him along the way do some punches and kicks. Syrah, surprised her, she moved fluidly, catching Jamie by surprise laughing as they all tumbled in the sand.

The sounds were like tinkering bells accompanied by squawking seagulls and people further down the beach. Filling her soul with all the reasons she'd wanted to be a mother.

Pushing her toes into the warm sand, feeling the grains rubbing between her toes. She couldn't help wondering what it would have been like to raise Mark, his tall lean frame similar to Ken's and passion for flying. He had a good nature about him, he would have been a delightful child.

Maybe he wouldn't be as angry towards his father. The younger Eagle had righteous ideals, and in them had formed the idea Ken betrayed her.

She tried to tell him it wasn't the truth, on the few times they'd run into each other over the years. He wasn't open to listening, he was grieving for the loss of his own father Matt Butler. The complex nature of his younger life matured him too quickly.

"When were you going to tell me." Princess sounded agitated. The growing heat between all of them radiated.

"Joey." Jamie turned on his younger brother, the boy was confused. Raising his hands several times as if to defend himself.

"But… I thought…" Joey fumbled. "Well, she knew…"

"It's okay Joey, at least someone's not taking more for a ride." Princess's eyes flashed dangerously shifting between the two of boys in disgust. "I bet it was some joke between you."

Turning on her heels, and sweeping up her shoes, Princess stormed through the sand towards her motorbike.

"Why did you say that?" Jamie turned on his younger brother, angry.

"But he is our brother, mom said so and-"Joey defended himself. "I didn't mean to cause trouble."

Marks own dismay flinted across his handsome features. Stood there like his feet was held in quicksand.

Jamie ran after Princess, kicking up sand under feet. He could see her in the carpark jumping onto her motorbike. He was trying talk, she revved it up higher drowning him out. Taking off in a loud screeching sound of tires and anger.

Springing to her feet, Jun trudged through sand over towards the bewildered group of teenagers and young kids.

"What happened." She asked.

Bowing his head, adjusting his glasses. Joey shrugged. "I messed up."

"Joey, no you didn't." Mark crouched down in front of him. "It's my fault, I didn't know how to explain all of this to Princess."

"She doesn't wanna see me again." Jamie returned, obviously hurting badly. "Damn it." Kicking plumes of sand, releasing his anger.

Timmy whimpered, the sun dipping on the horizon.

"Give her time to cool down." Jun tried to console her hurting son.

Jamie fumed, lost for words, he collapsed on the sand, clutching his head.

"You care about her?" Mark asked him.

"Yeah, of course I do. I think…" He stopped, eyes widening. "I've fallen for her, wouldn't deliberately hurt her."

"I'll talk to her." Mark brushed the sand off his white jeans. "It's my fault, this misunderstanding happened. I didn't say anything to her about my links to you."

"Why didn't you tell her, you did promise a few weeks ago?" Jamie stared out at the water. "You ashamed of us?"

Drawing in a deep breath, Mark closed his eyes for a moment, closing a trembling fist- Thinking through a reply.

"To me, you're… strangers in some ways. I don't feel part of this family." He explained. "I look like some of you, but… I'm not one of you."

Jun worked to understand. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Her words were too much for him. Mark headed down the beach towards his car.

Watching his back as he walked away pulling her heart strings- she turned to her family. "Kids, pack up, it's time to go."

Jamie reluctantly followed, shoulders slumped he didn't talk, as she gathered up Timmy, their belongings and headed towards the hire car to make the trip back to their accommodation.

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"Luminous one." Zoltar respectfully bowed to his spiritual leader. The past few weeks had been hectic with the execution of their plans to steal from Earth so their own planet could survive.

"Terrapin has failed, can you explain why?" The birdlike creature shimmered, its hissing voice setting him on edge.

Trembling, Zoltar tried to honey his failure with a million reasons and promises of victory. "G-Force, they're called- outsmarted us this time. But next time my exalted one- "

"Next time you'll be replaced." The creature threatened.

Zoltar had worked out its plan of succession- letting Joe escape from the prison planet, he hoped it was enough secure his position as leader permanently.

What made that angry rebellious man so valuable? He saw none of his potential as a leader. Why bother with him at all. He mused. The man was more trouble than anything else.

"My lord." Bowing deeper, his pointed mask touching his chest, he had to preserve his power at all costs.

"My prisoner escaped." The hissing tone went dangerously calm.

Zoltar acted in surprise, promising to find Joe Asakura.

"No need." The creature hissed. "Joe will take on his destiny when the time comes… for now I have another task for you. Launch Rexor."

Rexor was their largest beast, a destroyer.

"Your orders sire." Zoltar waited patiently.

"You destroy a city on Earth. The home the Science Ninja Team. Destroy the place they held precious, raise to the ground- revenge for my brothers, murder." Luminous One chuckled. It wasn't a resource mission, but one of destruction. "Earth will tremble from our power."

"Done my lord." Bowing again, "we will walk in victory." He hailed.

Leaving the round chamber, Spectra's exhausted leader set in motion his masters request.