Jen was tossing and turning in her sleep, crying out softly. "No Wes… Please I can't lose you…"

Wes had woken up, hearing her soft cries. He moved closer to her, shaking her shoulders gently. "Jen." She didn't wake up, she continued to cry and whimper in her sleep. "Jen honey, wake up…" he shook her again.

Jen's eyes flashed open. Her heart was racing; it took her a moment to remember where she was. She looked around, realizing she was in their bedroom. She let out a breath, feeling relieved that it just had been a dream.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked running his hand down her arm.

She turned her head so she could see his face. "Yeah. I just wish I would stop having this dream; it seems so real. Every time it's the same thing. We're fighting Sy-kee the same way we did before. You jump in front of me taking the blast, you're really hurt…And then something changes; what should have happened didn't. Sy-Kee is powering up getting ready to kill us both, but then you get up with what little strength you have left. You push me away, and then start charging at Sy-Kee. I watch as you set your morpher to self-destruct, as you dive right at him, pushing him through a glass window and then there's this huge explosion……" She began to cry, unable to go on.

Wes quickly drew her closer to him. "Hey. It's alright. It was just a dream. None of that ever happened. I'm here, aren't I?" Wes kissed her gently on the cheek, but there was a look in his eyes that she couldn't quite place, as if there was something he was hiding, but then the look went away, just as quickly as it came.

"I know, but it just feels so real. I can still feel the flames burning….And if what Eric thinks is true, both of us could be in danger..."

Wes gave a faint smile. "I think we can handle three humans; with everything we've been through it should be a piece of cake."

Jen smiled faintly. "I hope you're right."

Wes grinned. "Have I ever been wrong?" Jen looked right at him. Wes laughed lightly. "Don't answer that..."

Jen kissed Wes gently on the lips.

Kim was pushing Tom and Trent in their stroller, enjoying the nice day. The sun was out, it was a nice cool day for a stroll in the park, and also to stop and visit Tommy's grave. Unknown to her someone had been watching and following her everywhere, keeping their distance, hiding in the shadows.

Wes was in Jen's office eating lunch with her. He had picked some lunch up for both of them after Eric and he had finished their rounds around the city. "So, anything exciting happen while I was out?" asked Wes as he took a bite of his sandwich.

"No. Nothing really. Just the same old paperwork," she grinned. "I'm beginning to see why you hate going to board meetings..."

Wes laughed. "I told you." Wes knew Jen missed being out in the real action, but both of them felt, along with his father, that it would be too great a risk for the baby. If she ever got shot… They didn't even want to think about that happening. "Look, I know you miss it out there, but as soon as the baby is born and when the time is right you'll be back in no time."

Jen smiled lightly. That had been something she had been thinking about a lot lately. More than she ever thought she would. "That's what I've been wanting to talk to you about..." Her face became serious.

Wes looked at her, not all too sure if he knew where she would be going with this. But in the pit of his stomach he almost sensed what it was going to be.

"Both our jobs at times can be really dangerous, and that's along with being a ranger. We put ourselves at risk every day." Her eyes locked with Wes's. "Almost two months ago, you came close to dying."

Wes bit his lip and dropped his head. He wasn't sure what would have happened if Tommy hadn't brought him out of his coma, for all he knew he could have died. And if it hadn't been for Steelix both of them would have died in that fire.

"I don't think it would be fair to our child to lose both parents..." she said softly.

The room fell silent and both had lost their appetites. Although he wouldn't admit it, Wes had thought about this too. He just never wanted to face the reality, it was one thing to put your own life on the line, but to a kid, specifically his kid, it wasn't fair.

"What are we going to do?" he asked softly….

Kim stopped the stroller in front of Tommy's grave. She knelt down and placed the white flowers on the ground. The memorial stone read -

'Thomas Theodore Oliver, 1979-2003, 'A true hero'

She stayed on the ground for a while tracing his name with her fingers. Tears sparkled in her eyes as teardrops fell onto the ground, some landing on the flowers. She missed him so much, and would do anything to get him back. But that was impossible. Part of her wished she could go back in time and change things. Plead with Tommy not to make the allotment sacrifice, but what would happen then? She didn't know. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know. What would have happened had Tommy gone the other way, and said no? Kim smiled faintly; she then kissed her hand and then pressed her hand on the stone. "I love you Tommy, always," she whispered. She got up and picked up Trent and Tom one at a time, and showed them their father's stone. She knew they were too young to understand, but someday they would. Someday she would be able to tell them that their father died a hero, and he lived a hero's life.

"You guys know that your daddy loves you, right?" she cried.

Tom and Trent giggled soundly. They hadn't started to talk yet, but Kim knew they soon would be, and then they'll be walking, starting school, making friends, falling in love, getting married and someday have children of their own. That was when it finally became a reality to Kim. Tommy would not be there to share all of those moments with her, it would be only her. Sure, she had her family and friends, even Jason…but none of them were Tommy. They did not have that special connection she had shared with him. Although they could fill the void she was missing, they could not replace Tommy, he was one of a kind.

"Okay, what's eating you?" asked Eric as he reached out his hand and pulled Wes back to his feet. For the last hour the two had been sparring with each other, getting Wes back in shape.

"Why does something always have to be wrong when you knock me to the ground?" asked Wes.

Eric glared right at him." I've done it five times in a row…So as I was saying, what's up?"

Wes finally gave in, knowing one way or another Eric would get it out of him. "Alright, you win..." Wes sighed as he slumped down on one of the benches. Eric sat down next to him. "It's Jen…."

Eric shook his head. "Figures…..Having trouble in the marital world?"

Wes sighed. "Sort of. I guess. I don't know…" He shrugged his shoulders. Nowadays he wasn't too sure of anything.

"What happened?" asked Eric.

Wes wasn't sure even where to begin. "We were having lunch, and then we got to talking about how dangerous our jobs are…..and I guess with a baby and all on the way…. She's afraid that there could be a chance that our job could kill one or both of us at some point…. And with everything that's been happening, she's been thinking about it a lot more. And with there being a chance that someone is out there trying to get us…"

Eric nodded his head, seeming to understand.

"…There's more." Wes turned to look at Eric. His blue eyes became serious. "But I need you to promise that you won't tell anyone… especially Jen," making the last part clear.

"Okay..." answered Eric, not all too sure what he was getting himself into.

Wes paused for a moment. "…Jen's been having this dream. It starts out with her and me fighting Sy-Kee, but it ends differently than before. No light came, no light crystal, or light beam, nothing. I push Jen out of the way and start charging at him, set my morpher to self-destruct, and then boom, explosion…"

Eric seemed confused. "What does a nightmare have to do with anything?"

Wes hesitated for a long moment. "…When I was lying there in her arms, telling her to leave me behind, and she didn't listen, what I did in the dream was going through my mind, but because of Tommy I didn't have to do that…."

Eric's eyes widened. "Wait a minute! You were actually planning to take yourself and Sy-Kee out? And you never told Jen this?" he yelled. He couldn't believe Wes would keep something like this from Jen.

Wes shook his head. "No. Never."

Eric just shook his head. He never thought Wes would ever keep anything from Jen. "If she ever finds out, you know she'll kill you..."

Wes turned to Eric looking annoyed. "Gee thanks…Tell me something I don't know..."

Eric sighed, knowing that right now Wes had a lot on his plate. "Sorry… Look, I won't tell her what you said, but I think you should." Eric's voice was firm.

Wes nodded his head, knowing Eric was right.

"As for the other stuff. You could get killed walking out your front door, at least that's my opinion. But I'm not you or Jen…. But I do know both of you love your jobs, so unless either of you think this is a very good reason not to continue your work as a Silver Guardian…then so be it."

Wes gave a faint smile to Eric. "Not exactly the answer I was looking for…"

"I can't tell you what to do Wes…"

Wes nodded his head knowing Eric was right. "I know." Wes felt Eric grip his shoulder.

Jason was driving around on his motorcycle when his cell phone began to ring. Making a quick decision, Jason pulled over to answer it. He took off his helmet and set it down in front of him and then grabbed his phone from his belt. "What's up?"

"Jason, it's Wes..."

"Hey, Wes, what's up?" answered Jason cheerfully.

"Sorry but this isn't a social call."

"Okay?"

"I've been trying to get a hold of you for the last couple of days..."

"I just got back into town from a convention, my cell wasn't working there. Is there something wrong?" asked Jason. He looked out ahead and saw Kim pushing the stroller past the graveyard, she probably had gone to visit Tommy's grave. He smiled brightly, thinking that after he finished his call with Wes, he would go and catch up with her.

"Yeah, I'm afraid so. Eric and I don't know a whole lot, but from what we have been able to gather, there is a chance that Kim and Justin Stewart could be in danger, along with Jen and me…"

Jason suddenly became alert and kept his eyes locked on Kim's location and began searching around. "Do you know who?"

"No. All we know is two of them are male and one female."

"Does Kim know?" asked Jason

"No, Eric and I didn't want to frighten her, that's why we tried to get a hold of you. Sorry, I know….."

"No, you did the right thing…" Jason watched as Kim left the graveyard and started in the direction towards her home. That's when Jason saw it. He caught a glimpse of someone watching Kim. He saw that the person had been hiding behind a tree and continued to eye Kim until she was out of sight. He then saw the stalker walk into the graveyard entrance.

"Jason? Jason, you there?"

"Sorry Wes. Something's come up. I'll call you later."

"So it is true. You were able to do it….You're a better man than I am, that's for sure." The man wearing the dark sunglasses and baseball cap was looking down at Tommy's memorial stone. "Those are two nice kids you got there….I want you to know, if I knew how things would have turned out, I would have done things differently." The man sighed heavily. "Then maybe, they'd all be okay…"

"HEY!" Jason grabbed the man by the shoulder, forcing him to turn around. "Who are you? And why are you after Kim?" yelled Jason, his eyes full of anger. There was no way he'd let anyone lay a hand on Kim, not if he had anything to say about it.

"What makes you think I'm after……?" And then it hit him. "The note…drat, the invisible ink must have worn off…" He knew it would have only been a manner of time until the invisible ink wore off, and of course they would have thought of it as some hit list. "I think that whoever gave you their information misunderstood what they found." He brushed Jason's hand off of him. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to be going..." He started to walk away but didn't get very far. Jason grabbed a hold of him and pushed him up against a tree.

Jason's eyes were stern. He was not going to let this guy out of his sight, not until he got some answers. "Not so fast, hotshot. Now tell me who you are and what you want!" yelled Jason as he shoved him against the tree again.

The man sighed heavily. "You don't want to do this," he said.

Jason shoved him again. "The hell I don't." Jason could feel his body burning with anger and rage. "Now I won't ask you again! Who are you and why are you after Kim?"

The man sighed. "Jason, please let me go…." And he realized he had made a big mistake.

"I don't remember giving you my name… So if you won't tell me who you are, then you leave me with no choice." Jason quickly removed the sunglasses from the man's face. Jason was speechless, his face turned white as a ghost as he took a few steps back.

"I told you..." answered the man softly.