Later that night, Wes and Jen were getting ready for bed to settle down for the night. The events earlier in the day were still very deep in both of their minds. Jen was already in bed waiting for Wes to join her. She saw him walk out of the bathroom, moving rather slowly. She knew he was doing everything possible to hide any aches and pains of fighting Sy-Kee today.

Wes climbed into bed and got under the covers. He was getting ready to turn off his lamp, when, "Wes?"

He turned around and looked at her. He could see concern in her eyes. "Are you okay? Do you need something?" he asked.

She smiled. "I'm fine." She placed her hand on his shoulder. "I want to know if you're okay?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked softly.

Jen gently rubbed his shoulder. "If something was bothering you, you'd tell me, right?" asked Jen, sensing that Wes was hiding something from her.

Wes was silent for a moment. "Of course I would. I'd never hide anything from you Jen, you know that," answered Wes giving her a warm kind smile.

Jen looked into his eyes, trying to see right through them. There was something there, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She smiled back at him kindly. "I know," she said softly. Jen then leaned closer to Wes and kissed him on the lips.

Wes leaned over and turned the lamp off. He then lay back down taking her with him. Jen wrapped her arms around him, laying her head close to his. Wes could feel his heart being eaten away. He hated to lie to Jen, but he just couldn't let her know what had been bugging him. It would only make her worry and be angry with him, if she ever found out.

She held out her hand, looking at the thin shiny ring around her finger, how it sparkled in the light. It was all she had left. There were no pictures, no other pieces of memory. All of it had been destroyed. All she had was this and her memories, but now even those had begun to fade further and further away. She was starting to forget the sound of his voice, what it felt like to be held by him, how it felt when her lips touched his. As hard as she tried, everything was starting to drift away. Perhaps it was better this way, easier to go on, but that still didn't heal her very broken heart. Her heart had been broken into a thousand pieces that day. The day he had given his life for hers; a big part of her wished she had died with him; at least then they would be together. Small tears ran down her face, she didn't want to forget, she didn't want to let go. Her heart felt numb and hopeless, because she knew there was no going back. He was gone forever and she'd never get him back.

Her sobbing woke the young man lying on the dusty floor in a torn sleeping bag. He sat up and walked over to her. He sat down next to her and rubbed her shoulder gently. Although he had never witnessed the love between her and the one she longed for, he knew they had shared a lifetime's worth of love. He could just tell by the look in her eyes. She tried so hard to go on and be brave, but deep inside she was breaking apart, because she was not ready to let go.

"I'm starting to forget him. I don't want to forget," she cried.

The young man couldn't help but cry. He could see and feel the very same sadness and heartache in her as in his own heart. He too had his pains of sorrow and sadness. "That's not possible, you never forget the ones you love…" he said softly. He sighed heavily, taking a deep breath, but it hurt so much; he felt a great pain and sorrow in his heart, a pain that felt like it would never go away. "We may forget what their voices sounded like and what it felt like to hold them close to us, but we will never forget what they meant to us and how much they loved us and we loved them…" he said softly.

She cried heavily, feeling tears rush down her cheeks, some of her teardrops landed on her ring and a memory began to unwind.

They were together in the park, laughing and enjoying the nice sunny day. She remembered they were laughing and chasing each other throughout the park, making total fools of themselves, but they didn't care. She remembered jumping him and how they rolled down the grassy hill together. When they came to a stop she was right on top of him. They looked each other in the eyes, smiling happily. She leaned down and kissed him deeply on his lips. He put his arms around her holding her close. Once the kiss ended she remembered seeing him pull something out of his pocket. It was a ring. The most beautiful ring she had ever seen. He had the biggest smile on his face while he looked into her eyes.

"Will you marry me?" she remembered he said. She never said a word instead she answered by kissing him deeply…….

Soft tears slid down her cheeks from the happy memory. She turned her head, looking at the young man. She smiled faintly at him. "Thanks. We never really forget, do we?" she asked.

He smiled kindly at her. "No. We just learn to go on, even if at times it seems impossible….My dad taught me that," he answered sadly.

She then felt guilty, here she was all worked up about the loss of her lover and here was someone younger than her helping her with her pain, when he had plenty of his own. "Oh, I'm sorry…. Here I am crying about my problems and you lost people you care about too…"

"It's okay. I've had a lot of practice, my mom died when I was just a kid…."

She wiped her face clean. "But still....."

He sighed deeply. "It's hard sometimes, but I'm doing okay. The one we should really be worried about is Tommy…"

She nodded her head. "I know he keeps it all in…." She looked around the room of the warehouse. It was dark, only a few lights were working but they were fading in and out. "I wonder where he is?"

He didn't know where he was going. He had nowhere to go, no one to see. As far as anyone else was concerned he was dead, here at least. So he just kept on walking wherever his feet would carry him, but he knew sooner or later he would have to go back. He couldn't leave those two on their own to fend for themselves, he owed them that much. It was because of him they had lost everything. They were all that was left, at least what was left of what was good, although right now he didn't feel like much of a good guy. He didn't feel like the hero he once had been, the hero who had risked his life to save everyone. He had done it countless times, without question. All but this time. No, this time he hadn't been that hero. This time he hadn't wanted to. He hadn't wanted to give up the one thing he knew he would have to, and because of that, everything any of them knew and loved was gone. He looked up to night sky seeing the stars and moon shining brightly.

"You're the real hero; you know that." He laughed softly at himself, or at something; he didn't know. "It should be me up there. And you should be here….with her, those boys." He sighed heavily. "You're really something." He bowed his head down shamefully. "Something I'm not…."

"Oh…Still upset about the demise of your home," said a voice. A voice he knew all too well. Tommy turned around quickly and found Sy-Kee facing him.

"Sy-Kee!" Tommy quickly got into a fighting stance.

Sy-Kee laughed darkly. "Do you really think you can stop me? You're not a Power Ranger anymore, remember," he laughed. Sy-Kee began to walk around Tommy, mocking him. "Tell me how those it feels to know it was your fault that every human lost their lives..." Sy-Kee's eyes glowed brightly, looking right at Tommy.

Tommy began to feel rage and anger build up inside him. "Shut up!" he yelled.

Sy-Kee laughed, knowing he was getting Tommy right where he wanted him. "You and your friends must want to know how I ended up here. You all thought you were rid of me and my army….." he snarled.

"I don't care how you got here, all I care about is killing you even if I have to go down with you," said Tommy feeling rage flow through his veins.

"You should care. I just may be able to send for my army to come here. How would you like that?" Sy-Kee's voice sent chills down Tommy's back.

Tommy could feel his heart racing with fear. "You're lying!"

"Am I?" he laughed. "I'll be seeing you, Tommy…" he hissed. Tommy watched as Sy-Kee disappeared into the darkness.

Tommy felt his knees give away and he dropped to the ground. He was filled with so much pain, rage and self-blame. Tears filled his eyes. He didn't know what to do anymore. "She's right we can't do this on our own..." he said softly.