Gia found herself in a waiting room, her heart completely shattered. Despite recently hearing that her heart might not be strong enough withstand the demands of pregnancy, it wasn't her literal heart that had brought her to the hospital. Nor was this a waiting room of a hospital that could treat any complications that did arise with her heart. She was really sitting in her vet's living room. After Tiger had been stabbed, Gia had gotten her cat into her car, where Jake had rushed to the vet's house to get the cat medical help. The vet's office was closed, but he hoped his home would be open for such an emergency.

Gia rocked back and forth on the couch as she waited to hear something – anything! – about Tiger's condition. The big cat lost a lot of blood on her way over, and had grown weaker and weaker until she was barely able to keep her eyes open. The vet said it wasn't going to be impossible to get her stabilized, but he had made it very clear it was going to be difficult.

Gia could still feel her heart shattering as she heard those words play over and over again in her head.

"I called the others," Jake said as he sat down next to her. He had frozen up at the park when they first discovered Tiger was hurt, but now that they were at the vet's, he was doing as much as he could to take care of his fiancée. He knew how much Tiger meant to her. "Jordan said he's going to take his parents to a hotel for the night, then he and Emma will be right over."

Jake tried to put his arm around Gia, but she pulled away and curled up by herself on the other side of the couch. She didn't want to hear or do anything until she knew what would happen to her cat. Jake understood, though he was a little hurt Gia wouldn't turn to him, and let her sit where she was comfortable as he sent a message to the rest of his friends. He was sure they would want to know what had happened.

-Megaforce-

"I don't get why we need to stay in a hotel," Mr. Myles asked his son as he and Jordan carried the bags up to their room. "What's wrong with your apartment?"

"It's a shoe box, dad," Jordan said. "There's barely enough room in it for the people who actually pay to sleep there, and I'm not going to kick my pregnant wife or sister in-law out of their beds so you have somewhere to sleep."

"Sister in-law?" Mr. Myles asked. Jordan sighed.

"Gia. Emma's best friend. They're basically sisters. They grew up together."

"You mean the lesbian's daughter?"

"Dad..."

"I'm just saying," his father rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, that's what she is, right?"

"Technically, Mrs. Moran considers herself bisexual. So no, she's not a lesbian."

"If she sleeps with a woman, she's a lesbian," Mr. Myles said. "She can call it all she wants, but she's wrong."

Jordan sighed loudly as they got to his parents' room. He had always known his parents weren't supportive of the LGBT community, as they had often made comments while he was growing up. It hadn't occurred to him that Claire and Vanessa's relationship would be difficult for his parents to accept when they found out until just now, when his parents were making rather uncomfortable remarks about two people he had grown to care for. He just hoped, when they did eventually meet Claire and Vanessa, they would have the decency to keep their comments to themselves; especially if Emma was around.

"Whatever, dad," he said as his father unlocked the door. He dropped the bags he was carrying, then flicked his thumb over his shoulder. "We can meet for brunch or something tomorrow. I'll get in touch with you and mom in the morning. Jake just texted me saying he was at the vet with Gia's... uh, cat."

Jordan didn't think it was wise to tell his parents about Gia's pet Tiger while rushing out. They would have to find out eventually, especially if they were going to stop by the apartment before they left, but now wasn't the time."

"What's wrong with the cat?"

"I don't know, dad. But Gia loves her a lot and Emma and I really need to be there."

"But Jordan, we just..."

"I promise, I'll get in touch with you in the morning," Jordan insisted as he slowly walked out of his parents' hotel room. He bumped into his mother and Emma in the hallway. "I'm happy you're here, but we've just got to do this. We'll see you tomorrow."

"We will?" Emma frowned. "But your mother was just telling me about..."

"Jake texted. It's an emergency," Jordan told his fiancée. Emma's eyes widened.

"Oh god..."

"With Tiger. Which isn't better, but... you know. We've got to go," Jordan grabbed her by the arm and gently pulled her into the elevator when it opened. He saw his parents shaking their heads as the doors closed and sighed when they were finally alone.

"This is going to be a mess."

"I like them," Emma smiled. "Your mother seems nice. She shares a little too much information, but she's pretty sweet."

"Really?" Jordan asked. "You think she's sweet? She didn't say anything... inappropriate?"

"No," Emma shook her head. "Why? Does she usually?"

"Let's just get to the vet's house," Jordan said. "I'm pretty sure Gia would really appreciate having you around right now."

-Megaforce-

It had been hours since Gia and Jake got to the vet, but there was still no word on Tiger's condition. Gia was pacing the living room, going out of her mind as she waited. Jake was on the phone with the police. Normally he would get Jordan and Gia to look into who had stabbed Tiger, but seeing Gia's state now, he thought it was best that she stay off work for a few days. If Tiger did pull through, she would need to be home to look after the big cat. If Tiger couldn't pull through...

Jake didn't want to think about it. Either way, he knew it was better if the police looked into what had happened. He doubted they would be able to find the kids who hurt the cat, but it was worth a shot. At least he felt like he was doing something to help.

Emma and Jordan finally arrived. Jordan was sitting on the couch, silently keeping to himself, but occasionally speaking up to let Gia know that she could punch him to let out any frustration she had. Gia hadn't taken him up on his offer, which looked like it was concerning him. She rarely punched hard, so Jordan often didn't mind that punching him was one of her favourite things to do – no matter how she was feeling.

Emma had gone into the kitchen. She wasn't a vet herself, but she figured she could help the vet. She had already nursed several wounded animals. She wouldn't be completely useless.

Finally, after an hour of her being inside, she stepped out from the kitchen. There was some blood on her clothes and she looked dishevelled. Gia ran to her.

"Tiger's alive," Emma assured her. "The knife hit her lung but Dr. Thatcher managed to re-inflate it and he closed up the wound. He cleaned it all out, but he's got Tiger on some pretty strong antibiotics."

"So she'll be okay?"

"It's still a little soon," Emma answered honestly, "But it's looking better than when I came in. Dr. Thatcher is going to pick up a cage from the zoo in the morning so we can take Tiger home and he'll check up on her for the next few days."

"It's a good sign if we can take her home, right?" Jordan asked. Emma shrugged.

"Not sure. He mostly just wants to get her off his kitchen table. He thinks it might help if, when she wakes up, she's somewhere she feels comfortable."

Emma looked to Gia then gestured to the kitchen, "You can see her. She looks a lot worse than she is, but we haven't cleaned up much in there, so don't freak out."

Gia didn't need to be told twice. She walked into the kitchen only for her heart to break again at the sight. Tiger was out cold on the table, surrounded by bandages and tools that were covered in her blood. She had a big, thick gauze on her chest where the wound was and a makeshift IV drip stuck into her fur for the antibiotics. Dr. Thatcher had worked miracles on her cat considering he had done all this from his home, with the few supplies he had in his truck for late night emergencies at the zoo, but it all still looked miserable to Gia.

She cleaned off a spot on the table and sat down. Tiger was too out of it to know Gia was there, but she gently stroked the cat anyways.

In the living room, while Emma had gone to the bathroom to clean herself off, Jordan looked to Jake.

"How did this happen?"

"I already got the cops looking into it," Jake said. "I don't think Gia's up to doing anything except take care of Tiger right now."

"Okay. How are you doing, then?" Jordan asked. "This is probably the last thing you need. I mean, it must really, really worry you when in the same night you hear you might lose Gia, Tiger gets hurt.'

"I don't really want to talk about that, Jordan," Jake grumbled. "Life just took a huge shit on my family tonight. The least we can do it just... pretend it didn't happen. Pretend it won't happen."

"You know, if working with Gia's taught me anything about her, it's that she's one of those people who always beats the odds," Jordan said. "Sometimes it's a bad thing. You know, like: what are the odds she's going to learn her heart wasn't built to survive a pregnancy on the same night her Tiger gets rushed to the vet for emergency surgery. But sometimes it's a good thing. Like with this heart thing. Gia just needs there to be a chance, not even a big one, and we know she'll find a way through it."

"Jordan..."

"Fine, I'll shut up," Jordan put his hands up when he thought Jake was going to scold him to pressing the matter. The green Ranger sighed, shook his head, then turned to him.

"No. Actually, what you said helped," Jake said. "Gia is pretty... one in a million."

"Yeah," Jordan nodded, then chuckled, "Besides, you've got your best buddy genius working on fixing this too. Noah's never let you down before right?"

"I guess that's true," Jake said.

"And," Jordan continued, "We've got bigger fish to fry. My parents are in town."

"Yeah, you told me..."

"Jake, have you ever met my parents?"

Jake shook his head, "Why? What's wrong with them?"

Jordan glanced to the bathroom to make sure Emma wasn't about to come out, then looked to the kitchen door to make sure Gia would be with Tiger a little longer. When the coast was clear, he leaned in closed to Jake.

"They're homophobes."

"Dude, you're straight. Right?" Jake asked then leaned away slightly. Jordan rolled his eyes and nodded his head.

"Yes, I'm straight," Jordan said. "But Emma let it slip her parents aren't."

"Oh..."

"Mom and dad haven't said anything in front of her yet," Jordan said. "But I'm worried they will. And I'm worried about what'll happen if they do meet Mrs. Moran and Mrs. Goodall. What if they say something... offensive?"

"Can you talk to them?" Jake asked. "What if they just don't get it?"

"They don't want to get it," Jordan sighed. "Dude, you have to help me out here. My parents aren't bad people but... I don't want anyone saying something they shouldn't say, and I don't want what my parents think to hurt the girls or their mothers."

"Mrs. Goodall and Vanessa are pretty tough," Jake said. "But I get what you're saying. We'll figure something out."