Eric was sitting behind his desk going over readings in the computer. By his own admittance, he wasn't the most computer literate person, which is why he'd called for Gaby to help him. The words on the screen were just that to him… words. He couldn't make heads or tails of any of it. It was one of the things he regretted: not learning more about computers.

He found himself training more with the Silver Guardians, which was more than enough to keep him busy. Normally, when he did find time to do other things, the last thing he wanted to do was bury himself in a "Computers of dummies" book. Gaby, on the other hand, could take a computer apart and put it back together with her eyes closed.

The two of them met in Bio-Lab itself. Mr. Collins asked her to sit in on a staff meeting, a meeting that as co-leader of the Silver Guardians, Eric was obligated to attend. The two hit it off pretty quickly, and after a while, they were inseparable. 'That's easier said than done,' he thought to himself, realizing that he wasn't always the easiest person to get along with.

"You wanted to see me Eric?" she asked, peeking her head in the office door.

"Hey, that's Commander Myers when we're at work," he mentioned.

"I apologize sir," she said sarcastically. "Are you going to spank me now?"

"Maybe later. Right now, I need you to help me out with some of these readings," he said.

Gaby walked in, standing behind Eric's chair, glancing over his shoulder. "According to the readings, there was a temporal displacement some time yesterday," she said.

"A temporal what?"

"I'm not sure, but if I'm right, it could be one of the time holes that the Time Force rangers originally came through a few years back," she said.

"You're saying a time ship is here?"

"No, according to this, the displacement was much too small for an entire ship to get through. It's localized," she pushed Eric aside, going over the readings again. "Looks like the displacement originated in Angel Grove," Gaby told him.

"Maybe Wes and I should have a look. Is he here yet?" he inquired.

"I haven't seen him all morning. I think he went back to Kimberly's house last night," she paused. "The two of them are getting awful close these days," she mentioned.

"I hadn't noticed."

"What do you mean 'I hadn't noticed'? It's written all over his face. Its like Jen all over again," she said.

"You think?"

"Yeah, I do."

"I'll contact Wes. We'll go check out that displacement thing," he said, standing up.

"We on for dinner tonight?"

He stopped, standing in the doorway. "And I owe you a spanking," he said, cracking a devilish grin as he walked out the room.

(*)

Kimberly opened her eyes slowly, and no sooner than she sat up in the bed was she overwhelmed by the smell of bacon and eggs. She quickly slid into her housecoat, tying it around herself and headed into the kitchen.

"Good morning sleepy head," Wes said as he saw her walk up, then turned back towards the stove.

"What is all this?" she asked.

"Wes is making us breakfast," Trinity said as she sat at the table eating.

"Is that right?"

"That's right. Have a seat," he instructed.

As ordered, Kim sat down across from her daughter as Wes set a plate of bacon and eggs in front of her. He quickly poured her a glass of orange juice, sitting in down next to her.

"What's the occasion?" she asked.

"I just wanted to cook for my girls, that's all," Wes told her.

"Thank you. All this is nice," she said.

"Wes let me squeeze the oranges mommy," she said cheerfully.

"Really?"

"Yeah," she sighed.

"You didn't have to do all this," Kim told him.

"I know, I wanted to," he said, fixing himself a plate and sitting down on the opposite side of the table.

"You're sweet,"

"Wes told me he would take me skating tonight if it's okay with you mommy," Trinity said.

"Well I don't see why not, as long as you clean your room before I go," she said.

"I will. I promise."

"You can with us if you want mommy," Wes said, teasing her slightly.

"I don't think so. You two can go ahead and……."

'Wes. This is Eric. Come in,' a voice said, interrupting them.

Wes reached for his morpher. "What is it Eric?" he asked.

'Gaby picked up a temporal displacement somewhere in Angel Grove. I'm on my way out there now. Can you meet me?' he asked.

"I'm in Angel Grove now. Come by Kim's house and pick me up," he told him.

'Will do. Eric out,'

"You gotta go Wes?" Trinity asked.

"Yes baby, I do, but I'll be back in enough time to take you skating tonight. I promise," he said.

"Thanks again for the breakfast Wesley," Kim sighed.

"Anytime," he said as he stood up, kissing her on the forehead, then headed for the door.

(*)

Tommy wasn't sure which was more unbelievable: the fact that he actually put on the fake beard and mustache, or how different he looked as a result. He put on the glasses, and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he barely recognized himself in the mirror.

"How do I look?" he asked as he stepped out the bathroom.

Jen turned to him, staring him up and down. He had on a pair of black jeans and a black T-shirt, including a long sleeve shirt over it.

"You should have been the black ranger, it's really your color," she said.

"You think?"

"Yeah, it suits you," she said.

"So what's the plan?"

"We're going to go by the house, see if we can spot your kid. We'll stay as long as we can, but not for too long. The last thing we need to do is disrupt the time line," she said.

"Got it," he said insincerely. He knew if he told Jen his intentions of staying in the past, she'd start quoting temporal directives and protocols to him. He wasn't interested in the protocol; all that mattered to him was being with Kimberly again.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, let's go," Tommy sighed.

(*)

"Are you sure this is where the displacement is coming from?" Wes asked as the two of them found themselves in someone's backyard.

"According to the readings Gaby gave me, this is where the displacement thing opened," he told him.

Wes checked the grass. "I don't see any imprints from landing gear, or evidence that a time ship was here at all," he said.

"No, Gaby said something about the displacement not being big enough for a ship to come through," he brought up.

"You think someone traveled here without a ship?"

"Is that possible?"

"I don't know, but I know someone who would know," Wes said, heading back over to the truck. He opened the back of the truck, reaching for what looked like a yellow suitcase. He quickly opened it, setting up two antennas, one of either side.

A screen blinked on, and Trip appeared on the other side of the screen. "Wes? Eric? What's up guys?" he asked.

"Hey Trip," Eric mumbled, walking up behind Wes.

"I need to know if Time Force has devised a way to travel through time without a time ship," he brought up.

"Um, no. Why do you ask?"

"Come on Trip. You're holding out on me," he said.

"Sorry Wes, I don't know anything," Trip told him.

"Our computers picked up a temporal displacement, but we can't determine if it came from the   future or not," Eric said.

"I can look into it for you, but it could have been a random fluxation in the upper EM band on the Earth's atmosphere. I wouldn't worry too much about it, just recalibrate your computer's sensors to a rotation coaxial frequency of…"

"Thanks a lot Trip," Wes said, turning off the screen.

"Did you understand any of that?" he asked.

"Not a word. Head back to the office and have Gaby recheck the computer logs, see if she could have mistaken. I'm going to head back to Kim's house," Wes said.

"Gaby seems to think you and Kim are… close," he brought up.

"What do you mean?"

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen that googlie eyed look on your face since Jen first showed up five years ago. You do like Kimberly, don't you?" he asked.

He paused. "Yeah," he admitted.

"Why do you seem upset about it?" he asked.

"I just feel like I'm betraying Tommy and Jen by wanting to be involved with Kim. I promised him I'd take care of her, not take care of her," Wes told him.

"It's been five years Wes. Tommy's condition is nowhere close to being treatable, and Jen isn't coming back any time soon. It's time for you to move on," Eric pointed out.

"I just don't think…"

"That's your problem Collins, you think too much. If you like the girl, go for it," he said.

"Maybe you're right,"

"I usually am. I'm going back to the office now. You know, the place we work. You might wanna show up one of these days," he said, getting in the truck.

"I'm taking a personal day, but I'll be in tomorrow," he said.

"See ya Wes," he said, pulling away.

 (*)

Tommy and Jen had taken up residency in the empty house across the street from Kimberly, setting up the surveillance equipment they needed to keep an eye on her. While Jen adjusted what appeared to be a high angle telescope which had a screen of some sort attached to it, Tommy simply stared out the window as Kimberly sat on the porch.

'God, she's as beautiful as I remember,' he thought to himself.

He found it ironic that all the years they were together, neither of them were able to come forward to tell the other how they felt. They wasted a lot of time pretending to be just friends. It wasn't until after she returned from the Pan Globals that the two of them told each other how they felt. Tommy stepped down as the red turbo ranger, and they started their life together.

Not too soon after, they got married, both making the promise that they would never get involved with the power rangers again. They didn't resent their time as rangers, but it took away from so many other things they wanted to do. 'I knew she would up upset when I told her I had to stop the Machine Empire,' he recalled. As years went by, other generations of rangers were able to defend the world, but in his mind, the Machine Empire was still his responsibility. He had to go. Ultimately, Kim understood, but if he had known what the outcome would have been, he never would have went. 'My being there didn't make much of a difference anyway, and it cost me my life,' he thought. Not his life in the literal sense, but his life with Kimberly.

To see her now, even from a distance, he had to wonder how differently things would have turned out if he hadn't gone. If he'd never gone to the moon to stop the Machine Empire, Kim would have told him about the baby. He would have accepted Rocky's offer to help him start a dojo, and he would have prepared to be with his child.

Of course, it was too late for that.

"Not if I can help," he mumbled, not even realizing he'd said it out loud until Jen looked up.

"What?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing," he sighed.

"The scope is ready if you want to come take a look," she told him.

He walked over to the telescope as Jen turned on the screen. "This is great," he said as the scope got a close up on Kim.

"Wait a second, what's that?" she asked as a truck pulled up in front of the house, blocking the view.

"I don't know, but it looks like a Silver Guardian truck," he pointed out.

"I'll adjust the scope to compensate for the truck," Jen told him.

(*)

Wes stepped out of the truck and walked towards the porch. Again, Kim jumped off the porch and into his arm, but this time, they both fell over and Kim landed on top of him.

"Hello there," he mumbled.

"I'd glad you're here, I have to talk to you about something," she said.

"Okay, but can we get up first, you're crushing my spleen," he told her.

"Oops, sorry," she sighed, standing up.

"Wait a sec, where is my baby girl?" he asked.

"Wes!" they heard a voice scream as the front door swung open and Trinity jumped off the porch, landing on Wes. This time, he purposely fell over.

"Hey sweetie," he said.

"Mommy said I could spend the night ay Grandma's house tonight," she told him.

"On a school night?"

"Yeah, she says you're staying for a night cap, so Grandma is keeping me," Trinity said. "Wes, what's a night cap?"

Wes blushed as he stood up, glancing over at Kimberly who was blushing as well. "I'll tell you about it when you're older,"

"Like when I'm 6?" she asked.

"Maybe."

"Okay," she said cheerfully.

Wes sat down on the porch next to Kim on the porch, dusting himself off. "I swear, the two of you should start a football team," he mentioned. "So what's on your mind?"

"I wanted to talk to you about……" she paused. "We've been spending a lot of time together, especially lately. When I went to see Trini last night, I….."

"How did that go?" he interrupted.

"It was okay. I had a talk with Trini, and she told me what I needed to know," she said.

"What?"

"I asked her something, and she gave me a sign. She told me it was okay," Kim said.

"What's okay?"

"This," she said, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him.

(*)

"Oh my God," Jen and Tommy said in unison as they watched on.

Both of them had ambivalent feelings about it. Jen, almost in a sense, felt betrayed by Wes. Even though it had been years since the two of them were together, so he had every right to go out with whomever he wanted… but Kimberly Hart?

"It's my fault," Tommy sighed, never taking his eyes off the screen.

"What do you mean?"

"When they took me to Bio-Lab, and they told me they couldn't cure my condition, I told Wes to take care of Kimberly for me," he said.

"You didn't tell him to put his tongue in her mouth, did you?" Jen asked.

"It was only a matter of time before the two of them got attached to one another," he paused, realizing that now, if he were to stay, it would only confuse things. Kimberly seemed happy, their daughter was beautiful, and the last thing he wanted to do was interrupt her happiness. "There's nothing for me here. We should go," he sighed.

"But we came all this way so you could….."

"There's nothing for me here," he repeated.

Jen reached for her morpher. "Trip, this is Jen. Do you read me?" she asked.

'Loud and clear Jen,' a voice said.

"Tommy and I are ready to come home," she said.

'We're having a problem,' he said.

"What?"

'Bio-Lab picked up the temporal displacement. Wes and Eric already contacted me and asked if I knew anything about it,' he said.

"You told them no, right?"

'Yeah, but Eric has dispatched a science team to investigate the displacement. If I reopen the portal, they'll find it, and you'll be discovered,' he said.

"So what do you suggest we do? Stay here?" she asked.

'You'll have to go to Bio-Lab and shut down their equipment so they won't be able to detect the displacement, then get back to the portal,' he said.

"You're realizing what you're asking us to do? We're bound to be discovered if we go to Bio-Lab," Tommy said.

"Maybe not. I have a plan," Jen said.