Disclaimer: Um, Jason's actually my new best friend and is currently attempting to teach me some martial arts... NOT AT ALL! Although I wish it would happen, Adam and Rocky are not mine and never will! *tear* Everything related to the Power Rangers, including the Rangers themselves, belong to Saban. On the other hand, I own the character of Tyler.
Note: OMG, it's been a while since I updated! I'm so sorry! I was either caught with writer's block or too lazy to write - the latter is the one that happened the more often. But yesterday I kicked my @$$ and actually wrote something! So here's chapter 6. It's a little longer than usual, because I put more details in the story - you'll see what I mean.
I'd like to thank Nellie2, hartfelt and craneandfroglover for reviewing! Thanks a lot!
Oh, and I'd also like to thank everyone who wished me good luck on my finals! I got my results back a couple weeks ago and passed all of them!
And now, on with the chapter!
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MIXED EMOTIONS
By ~*DiscoHippie382*~
Chapter 6: Telling the Truth
When they arrived at Jason's apartment, Kim and Tommy said goodbye and parted ways, Kim walking into the building and Tommy walking over to his car.
After checking up on Tyler, Kim crawled into her bed and fell asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.
The Next Day
"Hey sleepyhead, wake up!"
Groaning, Kim rolled onto her back. Jason stood beside her bed. "Go away," Kim complained, burying her head under her pillow.
Tyler took this opportunity to climb onto Kim's bed. "Mommy, get up!" he shouted, jumping up and down on the mattress.
"Let me sleep," Kim mumbled.
"One, it's almost 1 PM," Jason said. "It's not my fault if you didn't come back until midnight. Two, there's currently a glass of ice cold water placed right above your head. So, either you get up in the next five seconds, or I'll just dump that water on you."
"Okay, okay," Kim said. "I'm getting up."
"Tyler, go finish eating your dinner," Jason told him.
"Okay, Uncle Jason!" Tyler said, bouncing out of the room.
Kim threw her pillow away and sat up in the bed. Grinning, Jason emptied the glass of water on her and walked out of the room.
"JASON LEE SCOTT, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Kim shrieked. "This water is cold as-"
"Kim, there's a 4-years-old sitting in the kitchen," Jason reminded her from the hallway.
Mumbling obscenities under her breath, the former Pink Ranger scrambled out of bed and searched around for her bag. Finally finding it, she rummaged in it in search of fresh clothes. Finally selecting white pants and a pink sleeveless top, she made her way across the hallway to the bathroom.
Spotting a grinning Jason standing in the doorway of the kitchen, she stuck her tongue out at him before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her.
Fifteen minutes later, Kim walked into the kitchen, fully dressed, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and some make up on her face.
"Looking better, I see," Jason commented from where he stood in front of the sink, washing the dishes.
Tyler sat at the kitchen table, drawing in his colouring book.
"No thanks to you," Kim mumbled to her childhood friend. "Hey baby," she added, kissing Tyler's forehead.
"Hey Mommy!" Tyler said happily as he coloured an elephant green.
"So what are you doing this afternoon?" Jason asked as he brought Kim a glass of orange juice.
"I planned to tell my parents about Adam," Kim answered, taking the glass from him. "Thanks."
"You're welcome."
"But my mother's still in France though," she continued, "and it's about 8 PM there, so I'll have to call within the next half hour, or it will be too late to call."
"What about your father?" Jason asked.
"He's in New York," Kim answered, "if it's 1:20 PM here, then it's 4:20 PM there, so I'll call when it's around 3 PM here… yes, it'll be 7 PM there, it's perfect. Now, what about you?"
Jason smiled. "It's my day off at the dojo, I'm free. Mind if I bring Ty around town?"
Kim shook her head. "No, not at all." She turned to her son. "Ty, Mommy has some things to do this afternoon, so you're going to stay with Uncle Jason, okay?"
The little boy nodded, not even looking up from his book.
"First stop: the Green Tiger Dojo!" Jason announced.
Kim smiled. She'd always thought it was a funny name for a dojo. But only former Ranger knew the story behind the name. Co-owned by Jason, Tommy and Rocky, the dojo had opened only a year and a half earlier, but already had a great reputation. Green came from Tommy's first Ranger color, and the Tiger was because Rocky had wanted to name the dojo after Aisha's Ranger dinosaur, the Sabre-Toothed Tiger. Making a compromise, they had put Tiger after the Green. That way, it could stand for both Tommy and Aisha's dinosaur when they were Mighty Morphin'.
"How are things doing out there?" she asked.
"They're doing great," Jason answered. "Rocky even convinced Adam to teach some classes. He started last week. Today the dojo's closed, but Tommy wanted to have some paperwork done. I think that bringing Ty there for a while would take their minds off things."
"Yeah, like I know Tommy, he'll working non-stop until he's finished," Kim commented.
"Yeah, and Rocky would only stop long enough to get some food," Jason added, laughing.
By the time Kim had made and ate her lunch, Jason had left with Tyler, promising to be back in time for dinner. Putting her dishes in the sink, the former Pink Ranger grabbed the cordless phone off the living room table and went to sit on her bed in the guestroom. Taking a deep breath, she dialled her Mom's number. And waited for someone to answer.
Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring…
Kim was about to hang up when someone picked up.
"Hello?" said a breathless voice.
"Mom? It's Kim," she said, folding her legs underneath her.
"Kimberly! We haven't talked in ages, sweetie!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry for not calling, mom. I've just been really busy lately."
"So was I!" Mrs. Hart chuckled. "So, what is new with you?"
"I'm back in Angel Grove," Kim said, smiling at these words. "For good. I'm staying at Jason's right now, but I'll start searching for an apartment tomorrow."
"Good. And how is my favorite grandchild?"
"Mom, Tyler is your only grandchild," Kim laughed. "He's doing great. Jase took him out for a visit around town."
"Great, great. Um, honey, why do I have the impression that this is not a social call?"
"Probably because it isn't," Kim sighed. Her mom had always been able to pick up her emotions.
"So why don't you tell me what's on your mind?" Mrs. Hart questioned.
"Well, it's like this," Kim said, playing with the ears of Tyler's stuffed bunny. "Remember when I told you and Dad, a few years back, that I wouldn't tell you who was Tyler's father?"
"Yes…"
"Well, it's because the guy in question didn't know that he was a father."
"Kim, honey, you are not making any sense!"
Kim heaved a sigh. "Well, the guy I… slept with… was back in Angel Grove. When I found out I was pregnant, I was in Florida. I kinda… didn't want the guy to know, so I never told him. I figured that as long as I stayed in Miami, that wouldn't matter if didn't know… But then I started to miss Angel Grove, and Jason convinced me to come back and to finally tell the truth…"
"And who is that boy you are talking about?" Mrs. Hart asked. "Tyler doesn't look at all like Tommy, so don't even bother telling me that he is the father."
"I know, Mom. I know I couldn't fool you. And I do know who is the father," she added when she sensed that her mother was about to say something. "It's just, it was a one night thing… I wasn't planning at all to sleep with him! I was… kinda drunk," she admitted.
"Kimberly Ann Hart!" her mother said, shocked. "I never thought you would do something like this!"
"Well I did!" Kim said, her voice - and her temper - rising. "It happens to everyone to do mistakes - although I doesn't regret having Tyler."
"I didn't raise you like that!" Mrs. Hart said.
"Mom, tell me honestly that you never got drunk and did things you regretted afterwards." When she didn't hear a reply, Kim continued. "Now, will you please stop lecturing me? If I was you, I think I'd want to know who is Tyler's father…"
"Of course I want to know," her mother said, her voice softening. "I was just shocked, that's all."
"Good. Okay, so Tyler's father is… Adam."
"Adam?" Mrs. Hart's voice was thoughtful. "The Mexican kid, right?"
"No Mom, that's Rocky," Kim said, stifling her laughter. "Adam's his best friend… You know, the black haired one?"
"Oh yeah, I remember now," Mrs. Hart said. "So… you told him?"
"Yeah," Kim said, nodding even though her mother couldn't see it. "We talked it over, and Tyler likes him. And Adam wants to take his responsibilities."
"I think I met him once or twice," Mrs. Hart commented. "He seems to be a nice young man."
"Oh, he is," Kim said with a smile. She glanced at the clock. It indicated 2:13 PM. "Listen Mom, I got to go. I've got some things to do this afternoon, and I also have to call Dad… to tell him."
"Okay, sweetie. Oh, and Kim?"
"Yeah?"
"Next time I'm in town, I want to meet him."
"Count on it," Kim said. "See ya."
"Bye bye!" They both hung up.
"One down, one to go," Kim said, relieved. If Mom took that well, handling Dad will be a piece of cake, she thought.
When Jason pushed open the door of the Green Tiger Dojo, he was expecting to find Tommy and Rocky sitting in the office, going over papers. Instead, he found Rocky and Adam sparring on the mats under Tommy's amused glance. "Hey guys!" Jason called, walking over.
Tommy turned around and Rocky and Adam stopped sparring. "Hey Jase, hey Tyler," Tommy said.
"Hi," Tyler said, waving shyly. He looked around him. "Whoa… this place is big!"
The boys laughed. "You do martial arts?" Tommy asked Tyler.
"No," the kid answered.
"But I think Kim said something about signing him up for some classes here," Jason added.
"Cool," Rocky said.
"So, what's up?" Adam asked. "Where's Kim?"
"Calling her parents," Jason answered. "And I think she wanted to start searching for an apartment."
Upon hearing that, Rocky suddenly had an idea. "Hey, Adam… I just thought about something… Next week I'm moving out of our apartment to go stay with Ish… Why don't you ask Kim to move in with you? A three-bedroomed apartment is kinda big for only one person… You guys can share the prices for everything… Plus you'd see your son everyday…"
"Not a bad idea…" Adam said, thoughtful. "I'll talk to her about it."
Kim finished washing the dishes and put away it to dry. Drying her hands on a cloth, she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "Better get this over with," she murmured when she saw it was already 3:10 PM.
Walking back to the guestroom, she picked up the phone that lay abandoned on the bed and opened her address book. She dialled the number and stared out the window at the busy street below, waiting for someone to pick up at the other end.
"Hello?" someone finally answered.
"Hey Dad!" Kim said cheerfully. "It's Kim."
"Hey!" her Dad said. "It's been a while since I last heard of you! How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine, so is Tyler," Kim answered. "I'm back in Angel Grove and here to stay. I'm living with Jason right now, but I'm looking for an apartment right now."
"It's great! I'll come and drop by for a visit next time I'm in the area," Mr. Hart said.
"Um, listen, Dad… I'm calling you for a specific reason… I have something very important to tell you…" Kim started.
"Well, go ahead, sweetie."
Kim told her Dad mostly the same things that she'd told her mother. However, his reaction was much different from Mrs. Hart's.
"You know, I always suspected Adam to be Tyler's father," he said.
Kim's mouth dropped open. "I- How?"
"Kim, I've seen the boy quite a few times," her father answered. "Then, as I watched Tyler grow up, I noticed the striking resemblance between the two of them. And although your mother well believed your story about meeting a boy in Florida not long after your arrival, some things in your story weren't very convincing in my eyes."
"Well… how come you didn't tell me about that?" Kim asked.
"I felt it was up to you to set the record straight," Mr. Hart said. "And about what happened that night at Rocky's party, well… I can't hide that I am kind of disappointed in you-"
"I'm sorry, Dad," Kim murmured down the phone.
"But I can't really lecture you," he continued.
"Why" Kim demanded, curious.
"Because something similar happened to me when I was a little older than you were then," came the reply. "I, too, drank to much at a party and slept with a girl, who was my girlfriend at the time. We didn't use protection, and feared that she was pregnant. Luckily, in the end, that wasn't the case."
"Whoa…"
"So, what are you going to do?" Mr. Hart inquired.
"Well, Adam wants to take his responsibilities, and it's fine with me. Ty liked him as soon as they met… He was so happy to finally meet the Daddy he's been wanting to see for years! Seeing as how Adam and I are still good friends, Tyler would see enough of the two of us in the years to come."
"That's good," Mr. Hart agreed. "Um, listen Kim, I have to go. Meeting with a client. I'll talk to you soon, okay?"
"Sure," Kim told him. "Take care!"
"Same for you! Goodbye!"
"Bye," Kim said, hanging up. Falling onto her back on her bed, she breathed a sigh of relief. Well, that's a good thing done, she thought.
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A/N: Chapter 6 is done! Chapter 7 is already in the works, but I'm experiencing a small case of writer's block... Suggestions are always appreciated, send them my way at disco_hippie382@yahoo.ca!
Don't forget to check out my other PR story, A Heart's Story, and to drop by my MMPR Ships fanlisting, Power of Love, to nicely sign the guestbook and join! The URL is www.blueninjastorm.org/mmprfan!
Well, now go and REVIEW! And I'll catch ya on the flipside!
Marie, a.k.a ~*DiscoHippie382*~
Note: OMG, it's been a while since I updated! I'm so sorry! I was either caught with writer's block or too lazy to write - the latter is the one that happened the more often. But yesterday I kicked my @$$ and actually wrote something! So here's chapter 6. It's a little longer than usual, because I put more details in the story - you'll see what I mean.
I'd like to thank Nellie2, hartfelt and craneandfroglover for reviewing! Thanks a lot!
Oh, and I'd also like to thank everyone who wished me good luck on my finals! I got my results back a couple weeks ago and passed all of them!
And now, on with the chapter!
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By ~*DiscoHippie382*~
Chapter 6: Telling the Truth
When they arrived at Jason's apartment, Kim and Tommy said goodbye and parted ways, Kim walking into the building and Tommy walking over to his car.
After checking up on Tyler, Kim crawled into her bed and fell asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.
The Next Day
"Hey sleepyhead, wake up!"
Groaning, Kim rolled onto her back. Jason stood beside her bed. "Go away," Kim complained, burying her head under her pillow.
Tyler took this opportunity to climb onto Kim's bed. "Mommy, get up!" he shouted, jumping up and down on the mattress.
"Let me sleep," Kim mumbled.
"One, it's almost 1 PM," Jason said. "It's not my fault if you didn't come back until midnight. Two, there's currently a glass of ice cold water placed right above your head. So, either you get up in the next five seconds, or I'll just dump that water on you."
"Okay, okay," Kim said. "I'm getting up."
"Tyler, go finish eating your dinner," Jason told him.
"Okay, Uncle Jason!" Tyler said, bouncing out of the room.
Kim threw her pillow away and sat up in the bed. Grinning, Jason emptied the glass of water on her and walked out of the room.
"JASON LEE SCOTT, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Kim shrieked. "This water is cold as-"
"Kim, there's a 4-years-old sitting in the kitchen," Jason reminded her from the hallway.
Mumbling obscenities under her breath, the former Pink Ranger scrambled out of bed and searched around for her bag. Finally finding it, she rummaged in it in search of fresh clothes. Finally selecting white pants and a pink sleeveless top, she made her way across the hallway to the bathroom.
Spotting a grinning Jason standing in the doorway of the kitchen, she stuck her tongue out at him before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her.
Fifteen minutes later, Kim walked into the kitchen, fully dressed, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and some make up on her face.
"Looking better, I see," Jason commented from where he stood in front of the sink, washing the dishes.
Tyler sat at the kitchen table, drawing in his colouring book.
"No thanks to you," Kim mumbled to her childhood friend. "Hey baby," she added, kissing Tyler's forehead.
"Hey Mommy!" Tyler said happily as he coloured an elephant green.
"So what are you doing this afternoon?" Jason asked as he brought Kim a glass of orange juice.
"I planned to tell my parents about Adam," Kim answered, taking the glass from him. "Thanks."
"You're welcome."
"But my mother's still in France though," she continued, "and it's about 8 PM there, so I'll have to call within the next half hour, or it will be too late to call."
"What about your father?" Jason asked.
"He's in New York," Kim answered, "if it's 1:20 PM here, then it's 4:20 PM there, so I'll call when it's around 3 PM here… yes, it'll be 7 PM there, it's perfect. Now, what about you?"
Jason smiled. "It's my day off at the dojo, I'm free. Mind if I bring Ty around town?"
Kim shook her head. "No, not at all." She turned to her son. "Ty, Mommy has some things to do this afternoon, so you're going to stay with Uncle Jason, okay?"
The little boy nodded, not even looking up from his book.
"First stop: the Green Tiger Dojo!" Jason announced.
Kim smiled. She'd always thought it was a funny name for a dojo. But only former Ranger knew the story behind the name. Co-owned by Jason, Tommy and Rocky, the dojo had opened only a year and a half earlier, but already had a great reputation. Green came from Tommy's first Ranger color, and the Tiger was because Rocky had wanted to name the dojo after Aisha's Ranger dinosaur, the Sabre-Toothed Tiger. Making a compromise, they had put Tiger after the Green. That way, it could stand for both Tommy and Aisha's dinosaur when they were Mighty Morphin'.
"How are things doing out there?" she asked.
"They're doing great," Jason answered. "Rocky even convinced Adam to teach some classes. He started last week. Today the dojo's closed, but Tommy wanted to have some paperwork done. I think that bringing Ty there for a while would take their minds off things."
"Yeah, like I know Tommy, he'll working non-stop until he's finished," Kim commented.
"Yeah, and Rocky would only stop long enough to get some food," Jason added, laughing.
By the time Kim had made and ate her lunch, Jason had left with Tyler, promising to be back in time for dinner. Putting her dishes in the sink, the former Pink Ranger grabbed the cordless phone off the living room table and went to sit on her bed in the guestroom. Taking a deep breath, she dialled her Mom's number. And waited for someone to answer.
Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring…
Kim was about to hang up when someone picked up.
"Hello?" said a breathless voice.
"Mom? It's Kim," she said, folding her legs underneath her.
"Kimberly! We haven't talked in ages, sweetie!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry for not calling, mom. I've just been really busy lately."
"So was I!" Mrs. Hart chuckled. "So, what is new with you?"
"I'm back in Angel Grove," Kim said, smiling at these words. "For good. I'm staying at Jason's right now, but I'll start searching for an apartment tomorrow."
"Good. And how is my favorite grandchild?"
"Mom, Tyler is your only grandchild," Kim laughed. "He's doing great. Jase took him out for a visit around town."
"Great, great. Um, honey, why do I have the impression that this is not a social call?"
"Probably because it isn't," Kim sighed. Her mom had always been able to pick up her emotions.
"So why don't you tell me what's on your mind?" Mrs. Hart questioned.
"Well, it's like this," Kim said, playing with the ears of Tyler's stuffed bunny. "Remember when I told you and Dad, a few years back, that I wouldn't tell you who was Tyler's father?"
"Yes…"
"Well, it's because the guy in question didn't know that he was a father."
"Kim, honey, you are not making any sense!"
Kim heaved a sigh. "Well, the guy I… slept with… was back in Angel Grove. When I found out I was pregnant, I was in Florida. I kinda… didn't want the guy to know, so I never told him. I figured that as long as I stayed in Miami, that wouldn't matter if didn't know… But then I started to miss Angel Grove, and Jason convinced me to come back and to finally tell the truth…"
"And who is that boy you are talking about?" Mrs. Hart asked. "Tyler doesn't look at all like Tommy, so don't even bother telling me that he is the father."
"I know, Mom. I know I couldn't fool you. And I do know who is the father," she added when she sensed that her mother was about to say something. "It's just, it was a one night thing… I wasn't planning at all to sleep with him! I was… kinda drunk," she admitted.
"Kimberly Ann Hart!" her mother said, shocked. "I never thought you would do something like this!"
"Well I did!" Kim said, her voice - and her temper - rising. "It happens to everyone to do mistakes - although I doesn't regret having Tyler."
"I didn't raise you like that!" Mrs. Hart said.
"Mom, tell me honestly that you never got drunk and did things you regretted afterwards." When she didn't hear a reply, Kim continued. "Now, will you please stop lecturing me? If I was you, I think I'd want to know who is Tyler's father…"
"Of course I want to know," her mother said, her voice softening. "I was just shocked, that's all."
"Good. Okay, so Tyler's father is… Adam."
"Adam?" Mrs. Hart's voice was thoughtful. "The Mexican kid, right?"
"No Mom, that's Rocky," Kim said, stifling her laughter. "Adam's his best friend… You know, the black haired one?"
"Oh yeah, I remember now," Mrs. Hart said. "So… you told him?"
"Yeah," Kim said, nodding even though her mother couldn't see it. "We talked it over, and Tyler likes him. And Adam wants to take his responsibilities."
"I think I met him once or twice," Mrs. Hart commented. "He seems to be a nice young man."
"Oh, he is," Kim said with a smile. She glanced at the clock. It indicated 2:13 PM. "Listen Mom, I got to go. I've got some things to do this afternoon, and I also have to call Dad… to tell him."
"Okay, sweetie. Oh, and Kim?"
"Yeah?"
"Next time I'm in town, I want to meet him."
"Count on it," Kim said. "See ya."
"Bye bye!" They both hung up.
"One down, one to go," Kim said, relieved. If Mom took that well, handling Dad will be a piece of cake, she thought.
When Jason pushed open the door of the Green Tiger Dojo, he was expecting to find Tommy and Rocky sitting in the office, going over papers. Instead, he found Rocky and Adam sparring on the mats under Tommy's amused glance. "Hey guys!" Jason called, walking over.
Tommy turned around and Rocky and Adam stopped sparring. "Hey Jase, hey Tyler," Tommy said.
"Hi," Tyler said, waving shyly. He looked around him. "Whoa… this place is big!"
The boys laughed. "You do martial arts?" Tommy asked Tyler.
"No," the kid answered.
"But I think Kim said something about signing him up for some classes here," Jason added.
"Cool," Rocky said.
"So, what's up?" Adam asked. "Where's Kim?"
"Calling her parents," Jason answered. "And I think she wanted to start searching for an apartment."
Upon hearing that, Rocky suddenly had an idea. "Hey, Adam… I just thought about something… Next week I'm moving out of our apartment to go stay with Ish… Why don't you ask Kim to move in with you? A three-bedroomed apartment is kinda big for only one person… You guys can share the prices for everything… Plus you'd see your son everyday…"
"Not a bad idea…" Adam said, thoughtful. "I'll talk to her about it."
Kim finished washing the dishes and put away it to dry. Drying her hands on a cloth, she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "Better get this over with," she murmured when she saw it was already 3:10 PM.
Walking back to the guestroom, she picked up the phone that lay abandoned on the bed and opened her address book. She dialled the number and stared out the window at the busy street below, waiting for someone to pick up at the other end.
"Hello?" someone finally answered.
"Hey Dad!" Kim said cheerfully. "It's Kim."
"Hey!" her Dad said. "It's been a while since I last heard of you! How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine, so is Tyler," Kim answered. "I'm back in Angel Grove and here to stay. I'm living with Jason right now, but I'm looking for an apartment right now."
"It's great! I'll come and drop by for a visit next time I'm in the area," Mr. Hart said.
"Um, listen, Dad… I'm calling you for a specific reason… I have something very important to tell you…" Kim started.
"Well, go ahead, sweetie."
Kim told her Dad mostly the same things that she'd told her mother. However, his reaction was much different from Mrs. Hart's.
"You know, I always suspected Adam to be Tyler's father," he said.
Kim's mouth dropped open. "I- How?"
"Kim, I've seen the boy quite a few times," her father answered. "Then, as I watched Tyler grow up, I noticed the striking resemblance between the two of them. And although your mother well believed your story about meeting a boy in Florida not long after your arrival, some things in your story weren't very convincing in my eyes."
"Well… how come you didn't tell me about that?" Kim asked.
"I felt it was up to you to set the record straight," Mr. Hart said. "And about what happened that night at Rocky's party, well… I can't hide that I am kind of disappointed in you-"
"I'm sorry, Dad," Kim murmured down the phone.
"But I can't really lecture you," he continued.
"Why" Kim demanded, curious.
"Because something similar happened to me when I was a little older than you were then," came the reply. "I, too, drank to much at a party and slept with a girl, who was my girlfriend at the time. We didn't use protection, and feared that she was pregnant. Luckily, in the end, that wasn't the case."
"Whoa…"
"So, what are you going to do?" Mr. Hart inquired.
"Well, Adam wants to take his responsibilities, and it's fine with me. Ty liked him as soon as they met… He was so happy to finally meet the Daddy he's been wanting to see for years! Seeing as how Adam and I are still good friends, Tyler would see enough of the two of us in the years to come."
"That's good," Mr. Hart agreed. "Um, listen Kim, I have to go. Meeting with a client. I'll talk to you soon, okay?"
"Sure," Kim told him. "Take care!"
"Same for you! Goodbye!"
"Bye," Kim said, hanging up. Falling onto her back on her bed, she breathed a sigh of relief. Well, that's a good thing done, she thought.
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A/N: Chapter 6 is done! Chapter 7 is already in the works, but I'm experiencing a small case of writer's block... Suggestions are always appreciated, send them my way at disco_hippie382@yahoo.ca!
Don't forget to check out my other PR story, A Heart's Story, and to drop by my MMPR Ships fanlisting, Power of Love, to nicely sign the guestbook and join! The URL is www.blueninjastorm.org/mmprfan!
Well, now go and REVIEW! And I'll catch ya on the flipside!
Marie, a.k.a ~*DiscoHippie382*~