Chapter 14

Truth Turned Out To Be a Lie

"Rockwell!"

Not again. Rocky turned onto his side and pulled his pillow up over his ear. Or, at least, he tried. It barely came up to his ear, unlike the pillow he already had on his bed. That, and the smell of frying bacon, immediately caught his attention

Pushing himself up, Rocky rubbed his eye as he glanced around the living room, suddenly realizing he hadn't been in his room at all. Surprisingly, he had become so dead to the world that he hadn't noticed that his mother had been calling him. Now she stood above him, holding onto a spatula in one hand and a slipper in the other. Noticing the slipper, Rocky immediately recoiled, moving a hand up as if to block his face.

"No, mami, please not the slipper. Lo siento!" Rocky then glanced up at her in confusion. "Wait, what am I apologizing for?"

"Well, not only are you drooling on my couch!" Mrs. DeSantos replied, wagging her slipper at Rocky, who finally sat up, draping a blanket across his legs. "But you forgot to go to the store like I asked you to. And I thought you were going to take your brothers and sisters to their friends' houses."

"Was I?" Rocky ran his hands over his face, trying to remember what he had been told within the past few days but be couldn't keep it straight. Not only had he needed to get ready to go back to school for the next week, but Rita and Zedd had been throwing down more and more monsters and Tenga fights than any of them anticipated having to be in. Left and right he had to throw out plans to go fight off the Tengas using the new ranger powers.

And not only that, but he had to deal with the fact that his zord was around a lot more often than his tyrannosaurus zord was. His new ape zord was pocket size so he was able to have it with him nearly every second of the day and hiding that from his family was a lot worse than hiding being a ranger. Not only would he had to explain what the ape zord was, and that it was a toy but not a sort of toy that was supposed to be played with, and then explaining why he was always gone…

It was starting to become too much, so much to the point that he was starting to wonder if he was becoming as bad as Tommy was when it came to remembering things. Nah, Rocky, that's not possible, the red ranger reminded himself. You're never late to things and the only time you forget something is when a lot of food is involved. Because, let's face it, nothing is better than a good meal. He frowned. Speaking of…

"I'm really sorry, Mom, I've just been so busy," he explained. "I mean, it's my last year of high school, I can't…I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around things you know." He lowered his chin. "Especially since we don't know if I can go to college…" he trailed off and his mother let out a quiet sigh, sitting down beside her son on the couch.

Mrs. DeSantos reached over and pushed back her son's hair, looking into his eyes. "You know we're going to be doing our best to get you to college, you know I'm trying hard."

"I do know that," Rocky agreed. "I mean, you're already working two jobs and taking care of me and the little ones, but you can't do it all yourself. Please, let me get a job. Something."

"No, Rocky. I already told you that your senior year is about having fun and being with your family, I'm not going to have you jeopardize that just so you can slave away and work. I know how important this thing is for kids your age and I don't want you to miss out on that."

"I know, but—"

"Now, shush. Your brothers and sister are out and I have the house quiet for once. I need to make sure that my pico de gallo doesn't start to wilt before it's finished." Mrs. DeSantos got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen. The red ranger got up behind her and followed behind like a puppy attracted to the scent of a bone. "Nothing is worse than a wilted pico de gallo."

"Mmm, I agree with that," Rocky agreed. He suddenly paused and his face darkened.

Not that it was any different to suddenly have a large lunch made for him and his siblings, but there was something different about his mother. She hadn't always been against him getting a job, in fact there were many times before that she wand wanted him to get a good job just so there was something he could fall back on if schooling didn't work out. And more often than not, he would've gotten a good swat to the head for being so forgetful, but she had become so relaxed about it.

No, not relaxed.

Nervous.

He could see her hands shaking as she continued to mix the ingredient in the food that cooked on the stove top. She was never nervous and that was something he really admired about his mother, apart from her strong work ethic. It was a strange sight to see her so nervous and the only thing that made her nervous was her ex-husband. Well, he was still her husband, they had never gotten divorced. But he had still walked out o all of them, which was the part that had angered Rocky the most. That he had just up and left with no explanation and no ways of getting into contact with him.

"Mami?" It was the only thing he had to say before his mother closed her eyes and tilted her head forward out of shame. Rocky reached out and placed his hand on his mother's shoulder, feeling it tremble under his touch.

"Your father is coming over today, Rocky," Mrs. DeSantos said quietly. She lifted her head and went back to cooking, ignoring the stunned look that flashed across the red ranger's face. "It's been a long time since he's seen all of us and he said he wanted to talk about something things."

"Do you really believe that?"

"I don't know what to believe, but you know how important family is to me."

Rocky nodded and leaned in, giving his mother a kiss on the cheek. He rubbed her shoulders for a minute before turning and going up the stairs to his room. Closing the door behind him, Rocky flopped down onto his bed, only sitting up when he heard a sudden strangled cry. Looking down, he watched as the ape zord poked its head out of the pocket of his jeans and made a couple of angry grunting sounds before walking up and down Rocky's chest and stomach on his hands and feet, stopping every now and then to pound its chest.

The red ranger smiled as he watched the zord. It was so strange to know that something so small had so much power in it. Strange to know that it could get so big and help him and the rangers out like their last zords had done in a matter of minutes.

But that's like you isn't it? He reminded himself. When he was younger he didn't have a lot of power in himself, only having just started to take martial arts classes, mostly as a means to be able to defend himself and his family whenever his father did come back. And now…he felt like a little kid all over again, with no means for protecting himself and his brothers and sisters. But now you have the chance to defend everyone from him. He doesn't have to be around if you don't want him to be.

Still, Rocky couldn't help but feel that shred of fear he had felt whenever his father was still around. Sure, in a way he had been upset when his father had left, he did love the man. But he was also very grateful when he knew that his father was gone for good. And now that he was coming back…crippling fear took over once more.

He started to sweat, skin felt clammy, heart thumped against his chest. Moving up into a sitting position, the ape zord clinging to the front of Rocky's shirt, Rocky ran his hands over his face. He wiped away the sweat and did his best to try and calm himself down but nothing was working. Then he glanced at his wrist, covered by a sweatband and he pulled it down from his wrist, showing off a few lines that were starting to become scars. The first cut had turned into a scar, the most recent cut still a bit puffy and red. Running his fingers over the skin of the cut, Rocky's breaths started to become shallower until he couldn't ignore the pain in his chest.

Reaching over, he picked up the mathematical compass he had resting on his desk and turned the sharpened end to his wrist, pressing it against his skin. He took a deep breath and slowly pulled it back against his skin, watching as a red line of blood appeared in its wake. All of the pain slowly moved out of him as the blood beaded up and rolled from his wrist down into the crook of his elbow. Not being entirely gone, Rocky cut again and again until he felt hat every bad feeling, every bad though had finally worked its way out of his body.

His shoulders slumped in resolve, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. Cleaning off the blood with a couple of tissues, the red ranger did his best to calm himself down before he blotted with tissues and put a dab of anti-bacterial medication on it. He waved out his wrist for a few seconds before sliding the sweatband back down over the cuts. Soon he wasn't going to have a good enough way to cover the scars unless he started to wear long sleeves all the time. Then there would be the questions he'd have to field from his friends…

They already have enough to worry about; I don't want to make them have to deal with this either, Rocky thought. He was suddenly alerted to the sound of the front door opening and the sound of his brothers and sisters coming into the house, their footsteps echoing off the walls accompanied by their laughter. But then it all stopped and there was an eerie silence. Alarmed, Rocky got to his feet and hurried downstairs, stopping so quickly on the last few steps that he nearly collapsed and fell to the bottom of the stairs.

He gazed at the man that stood in the doorway, the man that bore a striking resemblance to Rocky, though he had a harsher look in his face. Nevertheless his eyes were soft, as if the fire that used to reside in them had finally been cooled. But who knew if it had been completely extinguished or was just lying dormant until something ignited it one more.

"Dad," Rocky said in a low breath.

Mr. DeSantos looked over at his eldest son, eyebrows rising for a moment. Maybe he hadn't expected Rocky to be there…or maybe he had been surprised to see that the boy he had last seen when he was only eight years old was now a man. A man that saved the world on a daily basis and a man that was willing to do the same for his family when the time came.

"Hello, Rocky."

"So what are you going to wear?"

Avalon ran a brush through her hair with her right hand while using her left to keep her cell phone against her ear. "I'm already dressed, actually," she said. "I'm wearing black jeans, an orange and white striped tank-top and a black vest."

"Oh, that sounds cute," Kimberly squealed. "I like the idea of it."

"You should, you were the one that helped me pick it out at the mall a couple of months ago. I just never had a reason to wear it." The orange ranger turned from her mirror, gently lowering it to her desktop and leaned over to pull on her shoes. "Until now anyway." She let out a quiet sigh.

"Okay, now you're making me feel weird, you don't really sound too happy," Kimberly noted. She then gasped loudly, causing Avalon to bring her phone away from her ear, hoping she would keep her hearing intact. "Cadence Mitchell, don't tell me that you're thinking of changing your mind on this date. You and Billy are perfect together. I saw a kiss from you two that set the sky on fire."

"Firstly, Pinkerbell, don't call me Cadence, only my Mom does and I don't really enjoy it when other people do. Secondly, boofhead, there were fireworks, so of course it seemed like the sky was on fire. Though in your fantasy world I'm sure everything resembling love you have something to do with so I'm not going to hold my breath."

The pink and orange rangers laughed before Avalon fell silent, running her fingers along her neck. "It's not really anything, I guess, just a couple of things I've been working through lately. Nothing too important, just trying to figure out getting Mom back out here and seeing her and Dad and everything. It's kind of weird, wanting to be so close to them, but also knowing that I'm going to be adopted by another family."

"They did say it was better for you and Bailey," Kimberly pointed out. "So as weird as it is, they're still thinking of you and your well being."

"I guess," Avalon agreed. She looked at her watch. "So I have to get going, I'll talk to you later."

"Of course, of course. But don't forget to call me and Aisha after your guys' date is done. We want to hear everything. We'll be at the Youth Center with Tommy and Adam if you guys want to stop by when you're done."

"Something tells me I don't really have a choice in the matter."

"No, you really don't."

"I see you're taking a page out of my book. But just so you know it's copyrighted so you can't plagiarize." Avalon laughed and hung up her phone. She finished putting on her shoes and grabbed her wallet and keys before leaving her room. Turning off the light behind her she started downstairs.

Billy, who was sitting at the kitchen table talking quietly with his father, looked up as the orange ranger approached and smiled when he spotted her. He stood, pushing his chair back. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," Avalon agreed with a smile. "Totally ready."

"Okay." Billy turned back to his father, who stood, and gave him a hug. "We'll see you later, Dad. Try not to stay up too late, alright?" David smiled and nodded but didn't otherwise reply. He walked the blue and orange rangers to the door and closed and locked it behind them as they went down the front steps and over to Billy's truck.

"So how do you think he's doing?" Avalon asked the blue ranger. She frowned when he busied himself with his keys, as if looking for the one that went to his truck. Knowing he didn't want to answer, she changed the subject before reaching out and snatching the keys from his hand. "Can I drive?" Billy raised a playful eyebrow and reached out to take the keys back from her but she pulled them further from his reach.

"Do you have your license?" He replied.

"Yes."

Pausing, he studied her. "Your California license?"

"Yes!" Avalon moved her hand behind her back, still holding onto the keys. "And I promise that it's an actual license." She tilted her head to the side. "The picture is kind of bad, but I promise it's a legal license." Crossing his arms, Billy continued to look at Avalon. She smiled sweetly at him. "You're really not going to get your way on this one, Smurf. I can be really stubborn about this sort of thing."

"Really? I hadn't noticed?" Billy took another lunge for the keys and Avalon placed a hand on his chest, holding him back, holding out her other hand and dangling the keys, gently shaking them for a few seconds. "Fine, Ava. You can drive."

"Yes!" Avalon cheered and went over to the driver's side of the truck and unlocked it, hopping inside. As soon as she was in the seat, her eyes widened, noticing how she could barely see over the steering wheel. Frowning, she adjusted the seat in as many different positions as she could as Billy sat aside and watched her, trying not to laugh. "Shut up, Smurf."

"I didn't say anything," he defended himself, although he didn't do much to hide the smile that was working its way onto his face.

"You didn't have to. I can hear you thinking it." Avalon finally arranged the seat so that she could see safely over the steering wheel and started the truck. She pulled out of the driveway and drove to the Observatory. Once they arrived Billy paid for the tickets into the observatory and the two immediately headed into the planetarium section of the observatory.

Billy directed them towards a few seats at the front of the theater and the two sat down and sat back in the reclining seats and watched as the show was projected in front of them. The two watched in rapt attention as the show went on and when it was over, Billy spoke up.

"You know most of the stars that they showed in that projections don't really exist anymore?" He said. The orange ranger turned to him, eyebrows rising in interest and he continued. "Considering there are about one hundred billion galaxies that can be observable in the universe, many of them still not having been discovered, but there are about one hundred billion stars being born and dying within the year. Meaning that there are about 275 million per day that die out. So the stars that they have projected to show us today, could have very much died by the time the show had started if not there being ones that have been born in its place."

He looked over at Avalon and blushed, noticing how rapt at attention she was. "And that's not including the fact that there could be other galaxies that haven't been discovered yet."

"Like Phaedos, yeah?" Avalon agreed. "We didn't know it was a place that existed, who knows what other places are out there?" She thought for a moment. "We know there are Eltar and Edenoi because that's where Zordon and Alpha are from. But what about Rita and Zedd? There have to be other intergalactic beings we haven't run into and they have to come from other distant planets we've never seen. Those boofheads wouldn't hesitate to use everything at their disposal that we won't see coming."

"Affirmative," Billy concurred. "Even Rita's space dumpster. It had to have come from somewhere and the fact that we were able to get to the point of being able to travel into space and find it, though it has come with numerous disastrous results, it still is an amazing feat that had been accomplished." He thought for a moment. "So what does that mean for there being an even bigger power we could achieve somewhere? We never thought the powers we have now was even possible, but now here we are."

The orange ranger nodded in agreement.

"Then there's the topic of aliens and even then that's another thing in itself." He then noticed at Avalon had stopped walking and was looking at him with an unreadable expression on his face. "What?" He shuffled his feet, starting to worry. "Did I say something wrong? If I offended you, I didn't mean—"

"You're doing that rambling thing again, Smurf," Avalon pointed out. "You only do that when you're nervous. Relax." She stepped forward and slipped her hand into his, smiling up at him. "You didn't offend me in any way. I just didn't know that you knew so much about stars and stuff."

"I've always been interested in many aspects and areas of science and physics," Billy said modestly. "I guess with the galaxies and stuff I was always really interested because it gave me a chance to think of there being more out there to see and I wanted to be the first one to discover it all. Kind of like people…but not to the same extent."

"Well, that's really cool," Avalon said. She tightened her grip on Billy's hand and gestured with her other one. "So what else can you show me? I think I'd get more out of listening to you than listening to a teacher. No offense to Ms. Appleby."

Billy laughed. "She's not a bad teacher; she's the only one I know that has such a vast knowledge to take on so many subjects to teach."

"Yeah…" Avalon agreed. And she had done so much to help the orange ranger as well. Rather than sit back and let the Australian girl continue to ruin her grade point average by not turning in assignments and having detentions, she actually cared and helped her get back on track. Not only that, but she understood if there were moments where the orange ranger had to leave class or had multiple responsibilities she needed to take care of and gave her extensions when needed. She hadn't taken Avalon at face value—neither her appearance nor her attitude—and had gone as far as to find out the different sides the orange ranger had. "Look, I have something to tell you."

Avalon pulled Billy to a stop and turned to look at him. "Something I wasn't really sure I was going to tell you because I wasn't sure how you'd react to it…but…"

"If this has to do with Jason and Chase I already know," Billy remarked.

What? Avalon's eyes widened in surprise. How had he known? She only briefly mentioned it to Kimberly and Aisha about Jason and even then she had only told Kim that she had dated Chase. She had kept it enough a secret she had nearly forgotten it happened at times. "How did you—?"

Tilting his head to the side, Billy gave her a smirk. "Because locker rooms have air vents that just so happen to be connected and sound carries so…" he trailed off as Avalon lowered her head. "I know you said there are a lot of things that you don't want o tell me, but the thing is…I don't judge people based on the things they've done before. Especially if it's something they're trying to get over." He thought for a moment before adding. "I haven't told Trini."

Now Avalon was even more confused. "About Jason and Chase?"

Billy chuckled and brought up his free hand, righting her head. "No, about you and me. I haven't told her. I don't want to hurt her feelings…I know she said that, we said that we didn't want anything to hold us back, but…I couldn't help but think about her and how she might feel about it." He bobbed his head back and forth. "Though something tells me that she already had a feeling we were growing close…something she said to me at the funeral…"

"Oh." Avalon nodded.

"And I hope that when you feel that you can trust me enough to tell me, you will. I don't doubt your intentions about it."

"Oh!" Now Avalon smiled, feeling a lot better. She squeezed Billy's hand and leaned into his side. "In that case, when I think that you guys won't freak out about it, then I'll tell you. In the mean time, what do you know about constellations? Other than the ones that inspired Rita and Zedd to attack us." He laughed and allowed himself to be pulled out to an outside telescope.

Taking hold of the scientific instrument, he positioned it towards the sky and the two spent the next hour and a half looking out the constellations of the zodiac signs as well as the other mythical creatures and beings that had been engraved in the sky. Noticing that the orange ranger had started to shiver a little, the blue ranger quickly pulled off his jacket and placed it on her shoulders, gently rubbing her arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder, looking up towards the sky.

"Maybe one day we'll be able to see the other galaxies and planets out here," he remarked. "To see what else there is out there…to see if there are others out there that are on our side, because Zordon said that we were only the first human rangers. To see if we can prove that things really do exist."

She noticed the way his voice hitched in his throat towards the end of his sentence but pushed it aside. It wasn't the time to bring it up, not when things were going so well.

"Maybe," Avalon agreed. She turned around and smiled up at Billy. "But right now I like being right here." She stood on her tip-toes and kissed him, causing him to smile and kiss her back.

"Hey Kim, do you have any competitions coming up or something? You've been working really hard lately," Aisha commented. She and Adam held their arms out to spot the pink ranger as she slowly moved back and forth on the balance beam, doing a series of spins, kicks, and flips that threatened to knock her off of the beam, but she continued to keep her balance.

Adam smiled as he watched the pink ranger did a cartwheel to one end of the balance beam. She turned and held her breath, focusing on the other end in front of her then ran forward, swung her arms down, and flipped off of the end of the beam, and landed on her feet, throwing her arm back over her head once more. He clapped appreciatively as he walked to her other side as a bright smile bloomed onto Kimberly's face. He frowned a little as she lost her balance, moving to step off the practice mats, then quickly caught her balance once she was on the floor of the juice bar.

"If you don't get the gold medal for that, then there's something wrong with the judges," he said, patting her on the shoulder. "I don't think I've seen anyone that can do what you can."

"Thanks guys," Kimberly said appreciatively. She bent down and grabbed onto her towel and started to dab at the sweat on her neck. "I'm just trying to keep in shape," she explained. "Those Tengas are really tough and we're going to need all we can take to make sure that we can stand up to those guys. And Rito."

"I don't think you have that problem, Kim," Aisha said appreciatively.

Adam nodded. He watched as Kim picked up her water bottle and started to take a sip before noticing it was empty. "Hey, let's get a round of smoothies," he suggested. "It's on me this time." He went up to the counter and ordered the drinks from Ernie as well as a sundae for himself, then took it back to the table. Tommy, who had finished his own workout, joined them. "Hey Tommy, how does it feel to have a girlfriend that's bound for Olympic gold?"

"It feels great, man," Tommy replied. He laughed and put his arm around Kimberly's shoulders. She blushed and accepted his gesture of affection. "I don't know anyone else that's as deserving as she is."

"Oh come on." Kimberly waved off her friends. "I'm not that good." She brought a hand to her forehead and left it there for a few moments, letting out a few quiet breaths. Adam frowned as he watched her for those moments. When she finally straightened, miming wiping sweat from her forehead, "But I do hope I could get there." She shrugged. "I'm getting kind of old though, gymnastics has a really early retirement age. I'd hope I could get there, but it's kind of a far off dream."

"But that shouldn't stop you, girl," Aisha said. "You never know if you don't try."

"That's right," Adam agreed. He paused to a take a bite of his ice cream. "The worst thing you can do is not try and wish that you had. I know you can make it." He took another bite and smiled as Kimberly 'awwd' to her friends, putting her hand on her heart. Then Kimberly changed the subject to Tommy's martial arts and the next tournament he was going to participate in. He pushed his ice cream away after a few bites and then pushed it towards Kimberly to offer it to her, but she waved it off.

"I'm not that hungry," she said.

Adam raised an eyebrow. "You just finished a few hours of practice, how are you not hungry?"

She hesitated and then picked up the spoon. "Maybe just one bite. Tommy, what were you saying?"

"Oh, right that my next tournament has this guy from Los Angeles that has, apparently, never lost a match," Tommy said. He wiped his hands off on the front of his wife beater before pulling at his ponytail. "And he's really good. I've seen him once. I don't think I can beat him."

"You have plenty of time to practice," Aisha reminded him. "Don't be so hard on yourself."

"Yeah, and Rocky and I'll be glad to help you out," Adam agreed. "To help you practice so that you can get better. You can beat him Tommy, I know you can." Tommy gave them and appreciative smile then looked over at the sound of metal scraping against metal and watched as the pink ranger pushed the little drips that were left at the bottom of the now empty sundae dish away from her.

The white ranger playfully nudged the pink ranger on the arm with his shoulder, gently jostling her. "Wow, you must've been hungrier than you though," Tommy commented with a light laugh, looking down at her empty sundae dish.

Aisha joined in on his laughter, shaking her head in awe. "And I thought Rocko had a big appetite. You really gave him a run for his money." She and Tommy exchanged glances and started to laugh again.

Frowning, Kimberly looked down at the table and her eyes widened as she took in the empty sundae dish, empty cup of smoothie and empty basket of fries. Adam, who had laughed along with Tommy and Aisha, slowly stopped laughing, frowning as he watched Kimberly's expression slowly turned to horror. His eyebrows furrowed together as Kimberly slowly brought her hand to her mouth before leaping to her feet.

"Kim?" Tommy asked.

"I don't feel very good" Kimberly managed to choke out before hurrying out of the juice bar. She started towards the bathroom, but stopped when she spotted girls going inside, then turned and fled out the front door.

The white ranger started to get up, but the black ranger beat him to it. "I'll go check on her," he offered.

"Kim, are you OK?" Adam asked, coming up to her side.

The pink ranger flashed him the smile she had managed to perfect over the past couple of months as her mother would ask her the same question. "Yeah, I guess I'm just a bit anxious," she explained. "I was in such a rush to get out this morning I didn't get much of a chance to eat breakfast."

"We can go back and get you something really fast," Adam suggested, pointing over his shoulder towards the juice bar. Kimberly followed his gaze and hesitated, watching as Ernie cleaned out the inside of the blender, watching the TV, as well as speaking to Violet McKinley, who seemed to be half-listening to what he was saying. "It won't take long, and besides," he lowered his voice, sharing a secret smile with her. "We can teleport to catch up with the others if we need to."

Kimberly smiled back at him. "That's alright," she replied. "I can just get a bagel or a banana or something down at the launch site. Let's go!" She grabbed onto Adam's arm and tugged him forward and out the Youth Center to catch up to their friends.

Adam leapt out of his chair and hurried after Kimberly. There was something really wrong with her, he knew it. He had seen her nearly fall off of the balance beam, but he had also seen how dizzy she had gotten before they had gone to Phaedos and how much she struggled when they had gotten their ninja powers.

He just hadn't said anything because he didn't think it was his place. He was just her friend, one he hadn't known very well or very long, but it didn't seem that Tommy had seen how much trouble she was having. Then he had seen how she had refused food before devouring the whole table without having seeming to notice it. The look of horror on her face…not this wasn't normal.

Adam went out the doors of the youth center and looked around for the pink ranger. It wasn't safe for her to be out at this time of night by herself. Hearing a retching sound, he turned and followed the sound towards the bushes that lined the front of the Youth Center. "Kim?" He called. As he walked closer, she spotted the hunched over form of the pink ranger kneeling on the grass, holding a finger in her mouth. He started to call her name again, but stopped when he saw her push her finger further back into his mouth, seconds before pulling it back and allowing herself to throw up.

"Kim?" Adam asked, his voice coming out in a whisper.

The pink ranger slowly turned to Adam, smoothing her hair back from her face. She lowered her gaze, not sure what to say. "I'm okay," she said weakly. "Something must've…something must've upset my stomach. But I'm fine now." She started to get to her feet.

Adam hurried over and grabbed onto her, helping her up. "Kim," he said firmly. "I saw you."

Kimberly looked up into the eyes of the black ranger then bowed her head.

A/N: So now Adam's found out about Kim, thanks to XoxMountainGirlxoX for that idea. And Rocky now has problems with his absentee father being back in the picture. Who knows what'll happen next.

Thanks to I love power rangers7135, Adela, TaitanoRules555, Ashley, brankel1, and Rose Specktor for reviewing.

~Avalon