Disclaimer: I don't even own the notebook I wrote this prologue in. If I don't own that do you think I own the Power Rangers?
Author's Notes: Their Ranger days are all over. It's after The Wave etc and they've all moved on with their lives. Jason is in the army. I'm not sure about in the States but here they have this program where you go to University and it's paid for if you put two years into the army or navy. You come out of the program a lieutenant. Anyway, that's what he did. He's involved in an accident on base that leaves him blind.
Acknowledgements: To Didi who has been bugging me to post something new since I haven't in what seems like forever. The Thinker is coming, soon. At least I hope it is.
Prologue
*Ring*
The first ring of the telephone brought forth no immediate effect from the two sleeping figures. It served only to stir them from their slumber.
*Ring*
"Urgh," A muffled moan came, "What time is it?"
"I dunno..." A yawn followed by a frustrated groan answered, "Three."
"A.M.?"
"Uh-huh."
"Who the hell is calling now?"
*Ring*
"Are you going to get it or not Tommy?" His petite wife asked sleepily.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm getting it, Kim," Tommy replied.
Picking up the receiver, and almost dropping it as well, Tommy muttered a tired, "Hello?"
"Hey," A quiet, deep voice answered.
"Who...Jason? Is that you?" Tommy asked. "Why are you calling at this hour? What's wrong?"
"I...I'm coming home," Jason replied shortly his voice wavering slightly as he spoke.
"Well, that's great and all but you didn't need to wake me for it," Tommy commented around a yawn. "It's three in the morning."
"Sorry. I didn't realize what time it was," Jason said. Tommy found that surprising. He hadn't thought there was a time difference between them. "I can call back later..."
"No, it's okay," Tommy could tell there was more. Jason wouldn't call him this early just to tell him he was coming home, "There's more isn't there?"
There was a short silence and then a very soft, "Yes."
"What happened Jase?" Tommy inquired now getting concerned.
"I've...I was in an accident. On the base. There was an accident." Jason replied quietly.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Tommy questioned immediately.
"I...no, I'm not okay. We were unloading some barrels of something. Some industrial cleaning stuff, bleach or something. The chain snapped and they fell on me and another man. One barrel leaked. The other guy was facing the other way but I..." Jason paused and it was painfully clear to Tommy he was trying to regain control of himself.
"The chemicals leaked out onto my face before I realized what had happened. I didn't have time to think or do anything to stop it. By the time I understood what had happened it was too late. It leaked into my eyes..." Jason stopped short and took a deep breath to steady himself.
"I'm blind."
Author's Notes: Their Ranger days are all over. It's after The Wave etc and they've all moved on with their lives. Jason is in the army. I'm not sure about in the States but here they have this program where you go to University and it's paid for if you put two years into the army or navy. You come out of the program a lieutenant. Anyway, that's what he did. He's involved in an accident on base that leaves him blind.
Acknowledgements: To Didi who has been bugging me to post something new since I haven't in what seems like forever. The Thinker is coming, soon. At least I hope it is.
Prologue
*Ring*
The first ring of the telephone brought forth no immediate effect from the two sleeping figures. It served only to stir them from their slumber.
*Ring*
"Urgh," A muffled moan came, "What time is it?"
"I dunno..." A yawn followed by a frustrated groan answered, "Three."
"A.M.?"
"Uh-huh."
"Who the hell is calling now?"
*Ring*
"Are you going to get it or not Tommy?" His petite wife asked sleepily.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm getting it, Kim," Tommy replied.
Picking up the receiver, and almost dropping it as well, Tommy muttered a tired, "Hello?"
"Hey," A quiet, deep voice answered.
"Who...Jason? Is that you?" Tommy asked. "Why are you calling at this hour? What's wrong?"
"I...I'm coming home," Jason replied shortly his voice wavering slightly as he spoke.
"Well, that's great and all but you didn't need to wake me for it," Tommy commented around a yawn. "It's three in the morning."
"Sorry. I didn't realize what time it was," Jason said. Tommy found that surprising. He hadn't thought there was a time difference between them. "I can call back later..."
"No, it's okay," Tommy could tell there was more. Jason wouldn't call him this early just to tell him he was coming home, "There's more isn't there?"
There was a short silence and then a very soft, "Yes."
"What happened Jase?" Tommy inquired now getting concerned.
"I've...I was in an accident. On the base. There was an accident." Jason replied quietly.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Tommy questioned immediately.
"I...no, I'm not okay. We were unloading some barrels of something. Some industrial cleaning stuff, bleach or something. The chain snapped and they fell on me and another man. One barrel leaked. The other guy was facing the other way but I..." Jason paused and it was painfully clear to Tommy he was trying to regain control of himself.
"The chemicals leaked out onto my face before I realized what had happened. I didn't have time to think or do anything to stop it. By the time I understood what had happened it was too late. It leaked into my eyes..." Jason stopped short and took a deep breath to steady himself.
"I'm blind."