'Married?' Camille thought to herself as she walked over to her closet, reaching for her Time Force uniform.

Granted, she'd thought about the possibility of she and Trip dating once in a while, but never married. For the first time in her life, there was someone who understood her work, and was able to not only have an intelligent conversation about it, but offer their own opinions.

Her thoughts shifted to Blake, her last "relationship" as she got dressed. 'All he ever cared about was getting me in bed. He never gave a damn about my research,' she thought. It was one of the main reasons she stopped seeing him. She recalled the so-called ultimatum he gave her: 'I can't have you in that place risking your life everyday. Leave Time Force to be with me, or I'll leave,' At the time, it was a hard decision to make, but looking back, she was glad she let him go.

Ironically enough, Time Force released her a few days later.

It wasn't until recently that Time Force hired her back. Suddenly, her research was critical to the project, and they needed someone who understood the data. Trip had done an excellent job thus far, but there were a few things he'd missed.

After getting dressed, she headed out to work, but no sooner did she make it out the house and over to the car, she was greeted by Trip.

"Um, hi honey. I'm home," he said.

"Not funny," she sighed, punching him in the arm.

"Come on, there are worse things than being married to me. Besides, the two of them looked happy together," he mentioned.

"What are you doing outside my house anyway? Are you stalking me?"

He shook his head. "No, I live three blocks from here and I decided to walk to work today. Look, it's a beautiful day. Since we have to be cooped up in the stuffy science lab all day, I thought I'd enjoy the weather," he mentioned.

She took the time to look up, and it truly was a beautiful day out. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the birds were singing. "Wow, this is nice," she sighed.

"How about after work, assuming we aren't killed or trapped in another dimension or erased from existence, we could grab something to eat……. Together," he suggested as they walked.

"Wow Trip, you sure know how to sweet talk a girl, don't you?"

"Is that a yes?"

"It wasn't a no," she pointed out, cracking a smile.

"Great," he said, extending his arm to her.

She quickly obliged him, and the two of them headed to work.

(*)

"It's about time the two of you showed up," Jen said as Camille and Trip walked into the science lab together.

"Relax Jen, they were probably planning for their honeymoon," Katie joked.

Even Jen was forced to crack a smile.

"Ha ha Katie, and I'm sure you were a few minutes late while you tried to straighten your hair this morning," Camille said.

"Hey, I like my hair curly,"

"Can we just get down to business please?" Jen inquired.

"We're on it," Trip and Camille said at the same time as they hurried over to the control panel, preparing the portal for activation.

"So where are we headed today?" Tommy asked as he walked in the room.

"We won't know until we get there," she said.

"Two hours seems like more than enough time to get there, find out what you can and get back," Captain Logan told them.

"Right," Katie said, speaking for the group.

The five of them headed over to the portal as Captain Logan activated it. "Be careful. I'll contact you as soon as I know something," he told them.

One by one, the five of them stepped through the portal, disappearing.

(*)

As soon as Katie stepped through the portal, it closed behind her as the five of them tried to get a good look at their surroundings.

"What happened here?" Camille sighed.

There were a few buildings left standing, but they had been destroyed. All that was left was rubble and debris. The sky was black, no doubt from the smoke that had risen from the destruction. There were bodies scattered around, not many, but enough to make it obvious that something strange was going on.

"There was a battle, but there were no weapons," Tommy said, leaning over and checking one of the bodies. "Look at this, it looks like this poor guy had his chest ripped to shreds by…. Something," he sighed.

"The claw markings aren't consistent with any animal I've ever seen before. From the size of these wounds, it would take a huge monster to make them," Trip added.

"Whatever did this, it happened a long time ago. These people have been dead for weeks," Jen noted.

'I'm afraid its worse than you think rangers,' a voice said.

Camille reached for her morpher. "What can you tell us Captain? What did this?"

'Records on this world are a little fragmented, but from what I can tell, shortly after the mutorg incident, Time Force began to experiment with org and mutant DNA. It looks like their plan was to create a being of immense power to combat a race of beings known as the Vorhsoth that invaded Earth. Their plans to create a mutorg was successful, and the new creatures were able to defeat the Vorhsoth, but they quickly turned on their creators as well,' he told them.

"The Vorhsoth must have been pretty powerful for Time Force to tamper with DNA like that. Are all of these Vorhsoth gone?" Jen asked.

'The last recorded log entry doesn't give many details, only that the two mutorgs escaped from the science lab, killing several scientists in the process. A team was put together to apprehend the mutorgs, but they failed,' he said.

"Two?" Tommy inquired.

'Yes, they were meant to be the first of their species. Time Force nicknamed them Adam and Eve,' he said.

"I'm guessing that we were picked to apprehend them," Trip brought up.

'With the exception of Camille, you are correct. Camille was one of the scientist involved with the project and was killed when the mutorgs escaped,' he said.

"Are there any humans left in the city?"

'Unknown. I'll keep checking, but that's all I know,' he said.

"Alright guys, we have to find these things and contain them before they decide to pro-create, then we'll have three or four mutorgs on our hands," Jen said.

'Actually, they're designed to lay anywhere between five and six dozen eggs at a time. Assuming they haven't done so yet, they will soon, and the maturation process for these creatures is quite fast. Within days, they will be fully mature and able to lay their own eggs,' the Captain pointed out.

"The people we found have been dead for at least two weeks, which means……" she was cut short.

"Which means if we started with two, and they were able to lay six dozen eggs each, over a two week time period, there would be hundreds of them by now," Camille said.

"Thousands," Trip corrected.

"If there are humans left, we should find them and get them to safety. Camille, you, Trip and Tommy get over to the science lab and see if there's anything you can dig up on how to stop these things, something your other selves may have overlooked. Katie, we'll raid the weapons lockers and search the city for any survivors," Jen instructed.

Without a word, all of them nodded, then headed in separate directions.

(*)

"Just once I want to come to a world where everything is just fine. Why is it every world we visit has 'imminent doom' written all over it?" Katie asked as the two of them headed for the weapons lockers.

"I think sometimes we just make bad decisions; decisions that effect the long term more than we know," she said, inputting the combination for the lockers.

Within seconds, the lockers opened, and the two of them grabbed as many weapons as they could. Katie placed a leather strap over her shoulder, filling each of the pockets along the strap with weapons: knives, anything she could get her hands on. Jen, on the other hand, picked up a Photonic cannon.

"That's borderline overkill, ya know," Katie mentioned.

Jen switched it on. "We don't know what we're dealing me. I want to be ready," she insisted.

"Looks like you'll get the chance to test it out earlier than you thought," she said, motioning behind her.

Jen turned around, where one of the creatures were standing behind her. It had four legs, and spikes covered over 80% of its body. Its eyes seemed to glow an eerie color red, and it had long, jagged teeth. Even on all fours, it appeared to be almost 5 feet tall.

Jen aimed the cannon at her, but the creature lunged at her, knocking the cannon out her hand. The creature had Jen pinned down, but Katie grabbed it, picking it up over her head and throwing it across the room. Before it could even hit the ground, Jen picked up the cannon and shot it, burning a hole through its stomach.

The creature fell to the ground howling out in pain as Katie helped Jen back to her feet. "Still think it's overkill?" she asked. Before she could answer, the creature was back up and rushed towards Jen again, only to have Jen shoot it in the face; completely taking it's head off.

Katie glanced over at the creature, then back at the cannon. "Give me one of those," she told her.

(*)

Trip and Camille did their best to salvage what was left of the science lab, which looked to be completely destroyed. On the far wall where the Slipstream portal should have been, was only a table with some scattered equipment.

"Seems funny not having the Slipstream here," Trip mentioned.

"Consider us lucky that these mutorg things don't have a one way ticket back our world," she pointed out.

"True," he walked over to the control panel. "A lot of the main drives are off line, and there's some damage to the secondary power supplies," he said.

"The memory core is off line as well, and it looks like all records of the mutorgs have been erased from the core," she added.

"You mean someone here didn't want to anyone else to know about the existence of the mutorgs?" Tommy inquired.

"Looks like this was suppose to be a black bag operation, but they found out they couldn't control the mutorgs," she said.

"Maybe we're going about this the wrong way," Trip walked over to a control panel across the room. "If we were going to create a mutorg, what's the first thing you'd need?" he asked.

"A mutant and an org," she said.

"You'd need to take a sample of each DNA, then infuse them in an artificial incubation chamber," he said.

"Which means that samples of the mutorg should still in the incubation logs," Tommy added.

"Exactly," they said in unison, going over to the incubation chamber.

"I don't understand," Camille sighed as she glanced over the logs.

"What is it?"

"I'm reading the test logs, and the initial test results show that the mutorgs, although would be powerful, would have small brain capacity and were proven to be uncontrollable. Why would Time Force take the risk of letting something like that loose?" she asked.

"We were desperate," they heard a voice sigh.

They turned around as Alex stumbled into the room. His uniform had been ripped to shreds as he struggled to stay on his feet. Tommy hurried over to him, helping him up.

"What happened here?" Trip asked.

"The Vorhsoth came from out of nowhere. They took over most of the city before we even had a chance to respond. There were thousands of them, and we knew Time Force wasn't equipped to deal with them. Camille opted to create a creature capable to destroying them, but the down side was that we'd be unable to control them. We came up with a Thoralon cannon, which would disrupt their nervous systems and paralyze them long enough for us to contain them, and it worked, but we weren't able to construct enough of the cannons in time. The mutorgs multiplied, tripling their numbers in a matter of days," he explained.

"A Thoralon cannon would be enough to paralyze them, but the problem is that it would take at least a day to construct one. In a days time, they would double their numbers again," Camille said.

"Besides, we're running out of time," Trip added, looking at his morpher. "We've got less than an hour before the portal opens,"

"Portal? What portal?" Alex inquired.

"We don't have time to get into it," she turned to Trip. "What if we modified the cannon to emit a Thoralon burst?"

"The modifications would only take about twenty minutes, and if we add an addition power source, it would cover a range up to a half mile in any direction," he said.

"What side effects would s burst of that size have on human DNA?"

"It would leave traces of radiation, but it can easily be treated," he said. He reached for his morpher. "Jen, this is Trip, come in,"

'I'm here Trip. What is it?' a voice asked.

"Camille and I are working on a Thoralon burst that should disrupt the mutorg's nervous system. That will give Time Force the time it needs to round them up and dispose of them on their own. We need you to find out where the nesting grounds are. When you do, we'll transport to you with the Thoralon burst," he explained.

'Sounds like a plan. We only have about 45 minutes left. Is that enough time to get it done?' she asked.

"More than enough time, but there's a problem," Camille said.

"What?"

"The burst has to be activated manually, which means someone has to stay with it," she said.

"What's so bad about that?"

"A Thoralon burst at point blank range is enough to do irreversible damage to human DNA. It would kill them," Camille told them.

"I'll do it," Alex volunteered.

"Maybe you missed the part where Camille said it would kill you," Trip said.

"I know the risks, I'll do it. Anything to get rid of the mutorgs," he said.

"Jen, we'll get to work on the burst now. Contact us when you find the nest," he told her.

'We're on it. Jen out,' she said.

(*)

Jen and Katie walked cautiously down the street where, as far as the eye could see, was a trail of destruction. Buildings were left in ruins, cars were turned upside down, some were on fire, and there were bodies spread throughout the street.

"Poor saps never knew what hit'em," Katie sighed.

"If you were a nest, where would be you?" she asked.

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"It would have to be someplace warm, someplace where the mutorgs would know the eggs wouldn't be disturbed until they were ready to hatch. Someplace that……."


"I'm just taking a stab in the dark here, but it may be over there," she said, pointing to the only building left standing.

They headed for the building, but a group of mutorgs jumped from out of nowhere, standing between them and the building.

'TIME FOR, TIME FORCE,' they said in unison.

They're uniforms were replaced by their ranger uniforms, and the two of them rushed towards the mutorgs. Jen blasted one of them with the cannon, knocking it into a car. On impact, the car exploded, two other mutorgs were hit with debris. Katie kicked one across the jaw, then picked up one another, throwing it into the other. They both landed on their backs, struggling to roll back over.

"That wasn't so bad," Katie said, only to have a mutorg attack her from behind, knocking her over. It slashed her across the back, and cocked back again, but Jen blasted it in the face with the cannon.

With all the mutorgs out the way, Jen tended to Katie, who had powered down and was bleeding badly. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'll live," she sighed.

"Come on, lets get in there are……"

Katie pushed her away. "I'll just slow you down. Leave me the cannon and go. Make sure the nest in there and get the others here. I'll hold that overgrown doggies back," she said.

Jen handed her the cannon. "You're just mad you didn't pick the cannon first," she said.

"Just go," she sighed.

(*)

Jen headed inside, walking down the hallway and going into the only door that hadn't been torn off the hinges. As soon as she walked in, she saw the room was full of pod shaped eggs. She quickly reached for her morpher.

"Trip, I've got the nest. Transport here with the burstie thing now!" she insisted.

'We need a few more minutes to calibrate it and run a few tests,' he said.

"There's no time for testing, get the thing here now before these eggs hatch," she ordered.

'On the way,' he told her.

A few seconds later, Trip, Camille, Tommy and Alex appeared in a stream of light. Camille set a piece of equipment down in the middle of the room. "Alright. Once the button is pressed, there will be a twenty delay, then the burst will go off and blast every mutorg from here to Angel Grove," she said.

"I understand," Alex said, walking over to the machine.

"Where is Katie?" Trip asked. In the distance, they could hear the cannon firing and Katie screaming to the top of her lungs. "Nevermind," he sighed.

"She's hurt, we need to get here and get back to the transfer point before the portal opens," Jen mentioned.

"You guys go, I can take it from here," Alex sighed.

Just then, another group of mutorgs crashed through the windows, surrounding Alex.

"We can't leave you in here with……"

"Just go," he insisted.

Jen nodded, motioning for the others to leave. The three of them raced out the building, where Katie was blasting every mutorg that came near her. Tommy leaned down, putting Katie over his shoulder and hurried away. As they ran, Jen used the cannon to shoot down any mutorgs that got in the way.

"Captain, now would be a good time for the portal," Camille said as they ran.

'37 seconds,' he told them.

There was an explosion, and the shockwave was enough to knock all of them over. Tommy fell hard, and with Katie over his shoulder, it was enough to knock him unconscious on impact.

"What was that?"

"That was the end of the mutorgs," Trip said.

Jen helped Katie back to her feet while Trip and Camille picked Tommy up. Seconds later, the portal opened. Camille and Trip were the first ones to go through, carrying Tommy with them. Last were Jen and Katie, just before the portal closed.

(*) later (*)

"Will they be okay?" Jen asked as she stood in the medical bay next to Alex and Captain Logan.

"Katie's wounds will heal, and Tommy has a slight concussion, but both of them should recover in a few days," the Captain said.

"I'm interested in reading your report about Time Force's dealings with these mutorgs," Alex mentioned.

"Why?"

"One of the points of the exploration of other realities to not only to help whenever we can, but to ensure that we don't make the same mistakes. In the event that these Vorhsoth eventually come to our reality, we need……"

"… to find another way to deal with them. You didn't see the destruction those mutorgs left in their path, all the bodies it ripped apart. With all due respect sir, if you honestly think I'm going to hand over any information that may lead to our Time Force creating those things, you can go to hell," Jen said, standing firmly in her decision.

"Jennifer Scotts, I have no choice but to……" Alex was cut short.

"Respect her decision," Captain Logan said.

"But sir, we should be……"

"She's right, we didn't see what she saw. I put her in command of the Slipstream project for a reason, and it wasn't so you could come in here and overstep her authority. The mutorg experiment will not be use as a line of defense against the Vorhsoth or anything else in our reality, and any information regarding this or any other mission Commander Scott's team carries out is to be considered classified," he explained.

"Yes sir," Alex said with discontent in his voice as he walked away.

"Thank you sir, for backing me like that," Jen said.

"It was a good call. I respect your instincts," he turned to her. "You go get some rest, I'll contact you the second Katie and Tommy come around," he said.

"Thank you again sir, for everything," she said, and then walked away.