Kimmy and Jake

Twenty minutes later, with Tommy and Kim in another room attempting to sort out their differences, which had come up again the minute Kim left Tommy's embrace; the Dino Thunder Rangers on a Kimmy-assigned soda run, and Haley somewhere in the house, who knew where; Kimmy was sitting in the lab room, one hand tapping away, with amazing speed and accuracy, at the computer, and the other rubbing the corners of her brilliant purple eyes.

"Note to self, severely main whoever blocked outside access the home base computer." She muttered. A moment later, she smacked herself violently across the head. "Damn, it was me, wasn't it?" After several more minutes of typing, she realized Haley was standing next to her, watching her hand flying over the keyboard. She tried, but the angry sarcasm just wouldn't stay out of her voice. "So Haley, had any progress in trying to get Dad out of his ranger form? Or are you just stalling because he looks good in skintight black spandex and you still have some delusional hope he'll chose you over the love of his life?"

Haley reddened, either from anger or from blushing. Kimmy chose the latter option. After all, as mad as Haley might get, she wouldn't touch Kimmy, not if she hoped to walk away with less than a dozen broken bones.

"That's what I figured." Kimmy muttered, unable, or more likely unwilling, to stop herself.

"I'm not-"

"Trying to take him from my mother? Good. Because if you were, I'd have to kill you. Or, at the very least, beat you to a pulp and make sure you get my point." Kimmy said, not bothering to let her finish her sentence. Haley could tell from her tone of voice that Kimmy was quite serious in her threat. The computer screen flashed, distracting them from their long-standing dislike of each other.

CONNECTING. . .

CONNECTING. . .

CONNECTION FOUND. OPEN?

Kimmy clicked yes, speaking automatically. "Hey, someone had better be monitoring home base, or the Rangers had better start producing to replace the dead." This was said with a little less seriousness than her earlier threat, but it left Haley wondering just how often this woman had killed to get her point made. She sincerely hoped she hadn't.

"This is Jake Collins. Whom I talking to?" The computer replied in a young man's voice.

"Hey, high tech phone." Ethan said, grinning. He and the other Rangers had just arrived with Kimmy's soda.

Kimmy rolled her eyes, shaking her head. Techno geek. What was it with the blue ranger power that seemed to produce Geeks? "Hey, learn some respect when addressing your leader, Young Love."

"I apologize, My Leader-Love Kimberly Le Ann Hart-Oliver, Daughter of Kimberly Hart and Tommy Oliver." The voice replied, somewhat cheekily. Kimmy sighed.

"Thank you, Jake Collins, son of Jennifer Scotts and Wesley Collins." She replied, much more seriously than the man.

"It's actually Jennifer and Wesley Collins now." The voice said, the levity gone. Kimmy got a concerned look on her face. Wasn't this good news?

"Congratulations to them." Kimmy said, making a mental note to get a hold of the two Time Force rangers and congratulate them personally, as well as find out exactly why their Little Ranger sounded the way he did about their marriage. "Where is Timmy gathering everyone?"

"Here of course, my lady. Where else could we hide?" Jake replied, his tone somewhat bitter.

Kimmy pulled her magic one hand typing act again and a few clicks later they had visual of Jake. He was a fairly attractive 16 year old with brown hair and eyes. His hands were covered with crimson, spandex-like gloves, and his left sleeve barely covered the Time Force morpher placed there.

"Where is Kirana?" Kimmy asked.

"Right here, Kimmy!" A little voice said, then tried to correct herself. "I mean, Leader Kimmy Hart-Oliver." Jake picked up the little two year old girl that was sitting on the floor next to him, playing with toy dinosaurs.

"How has Jake been treating you, littlest ranger?" Kimmy asked, ignoring the incredulous looks on the Dino ranger's faces. How could someone so young be a ranger? How could Kimmy allow someone so young to be a ranger?

"Good." The little girl replied, hugging her toy, which appeared to be a T-rex with wings, tighter against her little body. Kira noticed she was wearing golden gloves that matched Jake's.

"Good. Now just remember, if anyone bothers you about anything, you call me. Okay?" Kimmy seemed pretty concerned for being the one responsible for Kirana having the Power.

"Otay!" Kirana jumped down and ran off, her laughter echoing back at them.

"Keep an eye on her for me." Kimmy told Jake. "She doesn't even know her parents yet. We have to make sure nothing happens to her, Young Love."

"I know, Love." Jake replied. "May the power protect you."

"And you also." Kimmy replied, then hit a button. The computer screen went black.

"Kirana is a ranger?" Connor asked, hostility evident in his voice. No one that young should have that kind of responsibility. He wasn't even sure he was old enough to handle the power, let alone a two year old!

"Only because she was born with the power. All of us were. We can't escape it." Kimmy said, something resembling regret heavy in her voice. "Our first words are always our parents last names, immediately followed up by their ranger team. Mine and Timmy's were Oliver and Hart, Mighty Morphin'. Kirana's first words, which took her an incredibly long time to say, were McKnight and Ford, Dino Thunder. Connor, Kira, unless I've got you mixed up; you just met your daughter."