Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers. I do, however, write stories about what I would do if I did. These are those stories. (Cue Law and Order noise)

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Clear Skies

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Miss Angela Fairweather scowled at the two guards in front of her that were obscuring her way. Clicking her heels on the floor, she tried to think of a way to manipulate the two buffoons that kept her captive – it couldn't be so hard, it didn't look like the two men were paid to think.

And, that was what she was paid to do. And she was damn good at it too, she could easily find out how to out maneuver these bozos. Clearing her throat, she waited for the two to look at her.

"Now," she started, staring the two men in the eyes, "Exactly why are you here?"

Carter and Chad looked at each other, before turning back to her, a sheepish expression mirrored on both their faces. "Um, that's sorta classified Miss Fairweather."

"Is the reason why you're keeping me captive here also classified, Carter?" Miss Fairweather asked, examining her nails. She could remember from school that it was always best to portray disinterest when interrogating someone. Or at least that's what usually worked for her.

Carter nodded, while Chad just shifted nervously. Miss Fairweather smiled, he was right to be nervous. She was sure as hell going to tell Kelsey about the strange behavior Chad was exhibiting, if anyone was going to get to the root of it, it'd be the Yellow Ranger. She just had this aura around her that made people want to tell her things.

A few more minutes passed before the scientist's patience left her. It was bad enough that Joel was harassing her daily; she didn't need it from the other Rangers as well. Sighing, she made her way over to the door that the Red and Blue Rangers were guarding.

"Carter, are you aware of my level of clearance in Lightspeed?" Miss Fairweather asked, glaring at the former firefighter. When Carter shook his head, she smiled widely. "I am cleared for all security levels. As such, I have seniority over whoever is ordering you to secrecy, including Captain Mitchell. This isn't a request, it's an order; why are you here?"

Rotating towards Chad, Carter shook his head and motioned for the other Ranger to leave. Chad did so, but after giving Miss Fairweather a small smile, one she returned. After that, Carter turned back to the Lightspeed scientist and raised his arm to scratch the back of his head.

"It wasn't really an official order," Carter mumbled. "It was just something that I was…asked to do."

"Asked by who?"

"I'd..." Carter said, glancing back at the door, "I'd rather not say."

"I didn't ask you about what you'd prefer, Grayson." Miss Fairweather said exasperatedly. Her tolerance for the stubborn ways of the Lightspeed Rangers was practically null and void at this point. Idly, she wondered how hard it'd be to make a morpher out of the things around here and use it on the mulish Red Ranger.

Carter smiled; obviously amused by the way his friend was losing her patience. His amusement didn't outweigh his desire to maintain his secrecy though, and the ex-Fire Fighter remained tight lipped for the next forty-five minutes as the scientist tried to wheedle answers out of him.

This was perhaps the most insubordinate Miss Fairweather had ever seen Carter. It was a littler refreshing.

Finally, after being trapped for over an hour, someone knocked on the door. After a moment, the door opened a revealed Joel, much to Miss Fairweather's dismay. Carter patted Joel on the shoulder, waved goodbye to Miss Fairweather, and exited, leaving the scientist alone with her not-so-secret admirer.

Miss Fairweather let out a cry of frustration before letting her head fall into her arms. If she had trouble getting a straight answer from Carter, she'd have an impossible time getting anything from Joel.

As if reading her mind, Joel began to chuckle and came over to pat Miss Fairweather's shoulder. When she looked back up, she saw the Green Ranger giving her a nervous smile. "Hey, you alright?"

"No, I'm not alright!" Miss Fairweather yelled. "I've been held against my will and I can't even get a decent answer from anyone about why!"

"Well, I guess that's my fault," Joel said awkwardly. "I'm…I'm the one who asked Carter and Chad to uh… keep a watch on you for awhile, at least until I could get a few things done…"

Miss Fairweather felt her eyes twitch. "You. What!"

"I just wanted to…" Joel trailed off. Miss Fairweather took a few deep breaths to calm down. As she felt her body cool, she saw Joel pull out a big bouquet of flowers from behind his back, one filled with every color of the rainbow. As she saw it, she couldn't help but feel her lips pull upwards in a smile.

She blinked and looked at Joel's face above her's. "I know it's not right to have kept you here for so long, but I just wanted to do something. It's Valentine's day soon, and well… I was hoping you'd be my valentine."

Miss Fairweather kept staring at the Sky-cowboy, not comprehending what she just heard. Her lack of response made Joel back pedal on his words. "Well, um, not if you don't want to of course. Plus, I know it's probably dangerous what with the whole city at risk and all. I'm sorry, maybe this is all over we can do something or…"

Shaking her head, Miss Fairweather reached up and placed a chaste kiss on Joel's cheek. "I'll hold you to that. Just don't lock me up next time, or I will have you detained, Ranger."

And with that, Miss Fairweather left the room, hearing Joel call out behind her. "Will do, Ma'am, will do."

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A/N: New oneshot! I always loved this couple. They were just so adorable, even if Joel was sorta an ass for the first couple of episodes… Thank you for reading, and please leave a review~