You Found Me: A Story of Sky and Syd
Disclaimer: For fun, not profit.
Challenge: Knight
Timeframe: Between Reflections Pt 2 and Endings. Syd's POV. Contains spoilers for Sam Pt 2 and Reflections Pt 2.
I have a lot of good friends. Chalk it up to being an upbeat type of person, always ready with an encouraging smile.
Take Jack, for example. He told me once that he appreciated me being the first one to really welcome him and Z to the team, what with Sky being ashamed of being blue and Bridge being…well, Bridge. And since Jack became the red ranger, he and I have been really close. He has a heart of gold under his ego.
Then there's Bridge. Not that I don't adore Bridgey in a brotherly way, he is kind of out there. I simply do not understand his love of toast. But he's a sweetie and when he and Z finally realize they're in love, she'll be counting her lucky stars.
Z. My slightly annoying roommate. She's slobby, and I'm not fond of her habit of calling me Pinkie, but on the whole she's like a sister. She knows me in a different way then most people do, being my roommate and all. Like my bedtime ritual of a quick yoga routine, lighting a candle and then climbing into bed with my diary and Peanuts.
But she doesn't know the personal stuff. Not like Sky.
He's always the one I turn to when I need a good long chat. He knows me inside and out, my hopes and dreams, my failures. Sky protects me and when we're alone, like now, he really is quite affectionate. He has a way of making me feel good about myself, even though most of the time he tries to block out emotion with his walls.
Take the time Sam mentioned we were old and weird. Sky just looped his arm around my shoulders and smiled down at me. He isn't that way with anyone else.
And then the incident when we were on patrol looking for Mirloc…when he grabbed my waist, pulling me away from harm…I wished he wouldn't let go. I wished time could stand still because I didn't want that moment to end. I wished it hadn't been a life or death scenario. I wished…well, I wished a lot of things on that particular day.
"Syd?"
He's looking down at me now and I can see a little concern in his eyes. I suppose I have been quiet, not like myself.
"Is everything alright, Sydney?" he asks.
"Just thinking," I reply in my usual perky tone.
"About what?"
"My knight."
Sky doesn't say anything. Yawning, my arms stretch over my head automatically.
"Nighty night, Sky," I continue. Then, on an impulse, I reach up and plant a quick kiss on his lips.
"What was that for?" I heard him wonder at my retreating back.
I spin around, my ready smile tugging at my mouth again. "You're my knight, Sky."
A lopsided grin graces his face. "Well goodnight, princess."
"Good night, Sir Sky."
He chuckles softly behind me and as I return to my dorm, I can't help feeling on top of the world.