A/N: I know I took forever to update it, and I'm VERY sorry, I promise my following updates will be more 'timely'. I think there are about three or so chapters left.

Ch-11: Unexplored

Finding out about Friederich Smith's true identity, and Bridge Carson's current address provided the five of them with a new set of tasks. 1. Catching Smith red handed, and get a confession and 2. Tracking down bridge Carson, and DeeZee Vaughn, and arresting them.

"where the fuck is Smith?" Draco growled, picking up a D-Squad cadet by his collar.

"sir, he just went into the washroom." The cadet said, whinnying.

"which floor?" Ruth asked.

"third."

"well, then that's where we go!" the rangers chased to the third floor.

Z and Ruth positioned themselves outside the washroom, not interested in going into a men's washroom, with their guns hooked up to shoot any second, but none of the rangers morphed.

Sky, Sam and Draco went inside, their guns also cocked up, ready to fire.

"Freddy?" Sam cautiously muttered, and in a few seconds, Freddy emerged from behind one of the stalls, nonchalant, and unexpecting of the trouble waiting for him.

"what is it?" he asked, then saw the guns, and his eyes grew alert, though his posture did nothing to show the vigilance.

"Freddy, if you simply tell us who you are, we will take you in gently." Draco asked.

"what if I don't feel like it?"

"then we have enough evidence to prove it." Sky chuckled.

"well, what are you here for then, if you already know?"

"I think I'd like to hear it from you." Sam said, leaning back against the wall.

"well, since you already know everything, I don't mind repeating it." Freddy said, sitting on the phone of the washroom itself. Sky gestured, and Ruth and Z also came in. Z sat by Sky's side, while Ruth continued to stand.

"as you have already found out I believe, yes, I am Bridge Carson's son." He said, and waited a few seconds to let the information sink in.

"and yes, it is true that I have been deleting all the videos of my father ever caught on the net."

"we figured that out. But how are you here? How have Sky and Z Tate not realized that you are his son?"

"Oh they know. That was the least they could do." Freddy scoffed.

"they KNOW?" Z asked.

"yes, and they know how well they screwed up my father's life. No matter how they show it or not, they know they're the ones responsible for what he is now."

"why do you do all this for that psychopathic freak of a murderer?" Ruth asked.

"that's a lot of adjectives Miss Delgado." He scoffed.

"just answer her question." Sam snapped.

"well, first of all, I know all that my father has done, and honestly, I don't approve of his actions, but I don't approve of yours too. Sky and Z Tate betrayed him. And looking at their son, Richard, he's in my squad, they haven't been the best of parents. They try, I'll give them that, but Richard's ended up arrogant, conceited, annoying, and bossy. Look at me! Apart from Sky Tate, pretty much everybody loves me!"

"NOT everybody." Draco scoffed.

"oh face it. I'm always the one to break the ice in a group; I'm the one who jokes around, and always, I'm the one who stands by people in their toughest times. I'm the ne everyone looks for when they need a shoulder to cry on, that includes you Ruth, you did come to me when you couldn't tell Sam that you liked him. The people who hang out with that jerko Richie are only with him for popularity."

"for once I agree with you." Ruth muttered, if anybody herd they ignored.

"my father is everything I have, everything I ever had. It wasn't Sky or Z who used to wake me up in the morning, make me toast, get me ready for school, it wasn't them. It was him. He was the one who'd stay up with me all night to get my homework done. He was the one who worked multiple shifts to pay off my bicycle when I was ten and had a fit on one. He was the one who always stood by me all my hardships. I learnt that from him. You, Ruth of all people understand that? no?" he looked at her, then continued.

"he was an amazing father, and being able to pay off his debt by all this is the least I can ever do." Friederich ended, gently getting up, and then suddenly all the rangers felt a sort of energy and the next moment, they were blown back on their backs and landed onto the floor, except Ruth, and was about to stop Freddy, but didn't.

"energy surges is my power." He chuckled, and ran off, the others looked up to Ruth, wondering why she didn't stop him.

"Why didn't you stop him?" Sam asked, struggling to get to his feet while Sky got up, and helped Draco and Z up.

"how did you not get knocked down?" Sky asked, shocked.

"my power is resistance against any given power, whatever it is. I can pass through Sky's force field, unscarred; Z's duplicates are like holograms to me, and Sam's teleportation can't move me an inch. I can also deflect laser blasts." She said, to Sky.

"NOT important!" Draco said, annoyed.

"how could you let him get away?" Z asked, Ruth was silent,

"guys you go catch Fred up, and we'll join you later." Sam said, pushing all others out.

"okay, get her right. She's not in her head." Draco said, running off.

After they were gone, Sam placed a hand on Ruth's shoulder, "what happened Ruthie?" he asked tenderly.

"Sam, I—" she broke off.

"you now you can trust me, right?" he assured softly.

"Sam, I feel him you know, I can connect to him. My parents were never with me while I was growing up. It was a lady who took care of me. I don't even know if she was related to me or not, but she was everything to me. Like Freddy said, it was her who practically did everything for me, from school homeworks to bandaging my wounds. She died a few years ago, some time before I enrolled in SPD, only after that did I actually look for my real parents, leading me to SPD." She said, and then buried her head in the nook on Sam's shoulder blade.

He pressed his lips against her hair, and placed his hand on her back, trying to soothe her. This was the soft side of Ruthanne Delgado that he was seeing ofr the first time.

Ruth was always so calm, composed; she was funny, joyful, and more often than not, sarcastic. It was hard to believe that she had so many emotions bottled up.

He calmed her, and soothed her, and tried his best to ease her.

It was only as they were trotting back to her room that they heard a lot of commotion.

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