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So Jen still loves Wes…but the question does Wes still love Jen, now that he's engaged…I think you may be mad at me for that cliffhanger…he he…
During this story there's a part where Jen is thinking about Wes. During this scene a song called "I Sometimes Wonder" will appear. I have originally written this song and if you like it and decide to use it, please ask my permission first and you can gladly use it. Thanks!
Ch 4 is up!
Enjoy!
Steph
I Sometimes Wonder
Collins Estate: 8:30am
Wes walked sleepily down the stairs. The smell of eggs and bacon drifted to him and pulled him into the kitchen.
Lucas was sitting in the living room with his breakfast watching the race on TV. Katie was cooking herself some eggs and had some orange juice. Trip refilled the pitcher containing the orange juice and handed a cup to Katie. Just like old times.
Wes looked at the table. His father was sitting down reading his paper sipping a cup of coffee and eating a bagel. Across from him Lance sat down and ate a bowl of cereal while devouring the comics section.
Just like Wes, Lance loved the comics section. There was not one morning where Wes couldn't remember not reading them. And since it was Sunday, that meant a whole 2 pages worth.
"Morning, Wes." Michelle said. She kissed him passionately.
Mr. Collins looked up at Wes and smiled. "Good morning, son. Sleep well?"
Wes nodded sleepily. But his eyes didn't fail to notice someone was missing.
"Where's Jen?" He asked as he stretched. Katie was about to answer him when the sound of the side door opened up. Footsteps could be heard as Jen entered the kitchen. Wes looked at her.
"Morning, guys." Jen said cheerfully. Her eyes drifted towards Wes. "Hi Wes." She said
"Umm, hi." He replied lamely.
Michelle stepped forward. "Hi. I'm Michelle Cravez, Wes's fiancé."
"Jen Scotts." Jen said. She shook hands with the woman.
"That's Lieutenant Jennifer Scotts. She's also the pink ranger." Lance spoke up. "Mom always says that around the new officers or someone she meets." Lance went back to his cereal and comics. Jen rolled her eyes.
"He's yours?" Michelle questioned as she gestured toward Lance.
"Yep. As crazy as he is, you just gotta love him." Jen said.
"Mom, how come the comics aren't as funny back in our time as they are here?" Lance spoke up.
Mr. Collins laughed and smiled at him. "Interesting kid you've got here, Jen."
Jen giggled. "Yea, he's cool." Jen smiled as she ruffled Lance's hair. He spoke up in protest.
"Mom! Come on! That's so embarrassing!" Lance said as Jen smirked and kissed him on the cheek. Lance wiped his cheek with his shirt and gave Jen a nasty look. Jen merely smiled.
"I'll be up in my room of anyone needs me." Jen said. Wes watched her walk out. Katie noticed something behind his eyes. Michelle walked out of the room.
"Why don't you just go up and talk to her, Wes?" Lucas pushed. "Besides. Who ever said you had to get married to Michelle?"
"Lucas!" Katie and Trip hissed. Wes watched Lance's eyes look at him. Mr. Collins did the same.
"I'll, umm, be back later." Wes said slowly. He exited out of the kitchen and headed toward Jen's room.
When he got there he took a deep breath and opened the door. "Jen, I think we need …"
But just as the door opened, Jen's body was to Wes and she pulled off her top, causing her upper body to be fully exposed. Wes couldn't close the door in time.
"Wes! Damn it!" Jen yelled as she ran out of the door's way and jumped for her shirt. Wes slammed the door shut and leaned back against the wall. He slammed him hand over his eyes trying to get rid of the image.
Just then her door opened, revealing Jen, only with a shirt on this time. She eyed him, anger in her eyes. Wes just stared at the ground. "Come in." Jen said. He followed her in and shut the door.
"Jen, I'm sorry. I forgot to knock." Wes confessed. Jen walked into her bathroom.
"Nothing you haven't seen all ready." Jen admitted, then closed the door. Wes was blown away from her statement. Wes looked at the pictures on her dresser. A lot were of Lance when he was a baby. Some were from recent. But there was one that surprised him. It was the one of them standing together. There was a wide smile on her face, and his as well. He smiled and held up the picture. He looked at Jen's picture, she was in her uniform, but was as beautiful as ever. Wes rubbed his finger over her face, all he wanted was…
"What are you doing?" Wes slammed the picture down and Jen came walking over.
"Uh, nothing. Just…" Wes paused and picked up a picture of Lance "Looking. He's big." Jen took the picture from his hand. It was the one she took of him in his soccer uniform holding up the trophy. His team had won the championship, and Lance was elected to take home the trophy.
"I remember the day he got this. The game was tied 3-3. The opposing team got a penalty kick, and Lance was in the goal. He wasn't doing so hot that day, but I told him, Lance, concentrate and you can do anything. The ball came his way and he dived for it. It was going in, but Lance jumped for it. The ball brushed his fingers as the team turned and cheered, but when the ref called the block, Lance collapsed from joy. The ball fell in front of him, since it went nowhere near the goal. He looked at me, with a huge smile on his face. I ran out to him and picked him up and put him on my shoulder. The coach gave Lance the trophy, and he held it high overhead. His team cheered. He was the happiest kid on the world." Jen said and she smiled at the picture.
"I told him I'd play soccer with him one day, I guess I'd better watch it." Wes said.
"He's got a strong kick." Jen stated.
Wes smiled. "Get's that from his mother, huh?" Jen looked up at him, surprise in her eyes. She just giggled and put the picture down. There was silence between them, and it was growing tense. Wes took a breath. Jen walked over to the doors leading out to the balcony and looked out. Wes looked at the picture again. Lance was a good-looking kid. Dirty blonde hair, strong frame, baby blue eyes. All most like…
"Who's his father?" Wes asked. Jen turned her head, surprised by the question.
"W-what?" Jen asked. This was the question she feared.
"Who is Lance's father?" Wes asked again. Jen stood there, silent.
"L-lance's f-father?" Jen stuttered. Her hands began to shake. But before she could answer, her door burst open.
"Jen! Wes! We've got trouble! The mutant is back." Lucas yelled.
"Uhh, right!" Jen said and bolted out of her room.
But Jen's reaction to his question made Wes suspect something, something Jen wasn't telling him. Wes put it behind him.
…for now.
Kingston Park
The mutant sneered as he blew up a tree, sending splinters in all directions.
The four Time Force rangers and the guardians confronted the mutant. Jen stepped forward.
"Time Force! You're under arrest!" Jen said firmly. Her badge shown in the light.
"Surrender now or we will be forced to shoot!"
Katie followed Jen's lead.
"Don't be stupid, Yellow Ranger." The mutant sneered. "All I want is the boy!" He flashed his weapon and the rangers were hit.
"Open fire!" Eric called. The Guardians began a rapid round of fire, but it did nothing to the mutant. After a few rounds, Eric gave the command to stop firing.
"Silly soldier, your weapons have to effect on me!" the mutant mocked. Just then a blast hut him and he cried out.
"Then how about that?" Katie called out.
"Give it up! You can't defeat us!" Trip said.
"Just watch me!" the mutant charged in, weapon raised high and began to fight the rangers. Eric also joined in on this.
'Where the hell is Wes?' Jen thought. Jen contacted him before, but he never answered.
One by one, each ranger fell to the ground. Jen was the last standing.
"Looks like it's just you and me." Jen said, her chrono saber in his hand. "Let's finish this!" Jen charged at the mutant. The mutant did the same and began to fight Jen, but Jen tired quickly. Jen landed hard on the ground and demorphed, while clutching her side.
"You're finished ranger!" the mutant raised his weapon. Jen watched in horror as the blade clashed with her. A surge of electricity pulsed through her body, followed by an explosion. Jen fell to the ground and demorphed, revealing her uniform. It was torn and bloody.
"We need to get her home!" Lucas said. The rangers carefully carried Jen off in haste, knowing she didn't have much time left.
Collins Estate, 9:30PMEveryone was worried for Jen, especially Wes. Wes had gotten out of the shower, and put on a pair of boxers and sweatpants. He collapsed onto the bed and put a pillow over his eyes. His mind still lingered on Jen. Lying on her bed, helpless and hurting.
"Why didn't I go when she called?" Wes groaned. He was with Michelle on an afternoon lunch, and just let the call go. He could have prevented it, if he just went when he was called. He let out a deep breath.
He had done nothing to help her. It was up to Trip, Katie and Lucas to get her back here, alive. He wanted to help her, to hold her, to…
"Wes?" someone said. Wes looked up to see Michelle, his fiancé, walk in and close the door. "Sweetie, everything okay?"
Wes let out a deep sigh. "I wish it was." He said solemnly. Michelle sat down on his bed and looked at him. Her eyes lingered over to where his picture of Jen was. Michelle knew something was up.
"It's Jen isn't it?" Michelle asked. Wes said nothing. Michelle's suspicions were confirmed by Wes's silence at her name.
"If I went when she called me. If I didn't ignore it, maybe.... I did this once and I almost lost her. Now I did it again. For all I know she could be…" Wes couldn't finish his sentence.
Michelle looked him. He was literally in hysterics because of the Time Force officer's state. Jen was clinging on for life. She asked his quietly. "You're still in love with her, aren't you?" Wes's silence was all she needed to hear.
"You have to believe me, Michelle. This wasn't some kind of rebound relationship." Wes said. He looked at her, but Michelle turned her head and got up off the bed.
"And yet it all fell apart as soon as she came back." Michelle said. Wes bowed his head. "I should have known this would happen. Eric warned me that you were still in love with her; I didn't want to believe it because I love you. It's all or nothing, Wes." Michelle said.
Wes got up off of his bed. "I'm sorry to have done this to you, Michelle. I truly am."
Michelle looked at him. It was obvious his love for Jen was strong, and his worry was even stronger. She walked up to him and kissed him, for the last time. Michelle walked out of his room, and didn't look back.
Wes took in a deep sigh. But after Michelle walked out, it seemed like a weight had been lifted off of his chest. Wes headed toward his door and went down to Jen's room.
He looked in to see her asleep under the sheets. She had a lot of bandages around her, particularly her head. Wes walked silently in. Jen didn't even stir, which he was happy about. He sat down by her bed and brushed a piece of hair from her forehead. Even though she had cuts all over her face, she was radiant.
"You need to live through this, Jen." Wes said. He took her hand in his and rubbed the top of her hand with this thumb. Tears sparkled in his eyes. "So many people need you. Time Force needs you. Katie, Trip and Lucas need you. Lance needs you." He paused. "I need you." Wes whispered. He kissed the top of her hand and sat by her bed for a while.
Lance stood outside the door listening to Wes. Lance went back to his room, thoughts bursting in his head.
2:23am
Lance wasn't able to sleep. The thought of his mom lying helpless made his cry. And Wes's statement made him cry even more. After tossing and turning, Lance finally got up and walked out into the hall. It was dark, except for the light shining through the windows above the doors. Lance quietly walked up to Wes's room and put his ear to the door. What he heard was Wes's snoring. Lance quietly opened the door and tiptoed to Wes's bedside.
"Wes? Wes are you awake?" Lance whispered. "Wes?"
Wes's covers rustled and buried his face in the pillow. "This better be important…" Wes mumbled. He lifted his head up to see Lance standing by his bed. His mood changed rapidly. "Lance? Is everything all right?" Wes asked. Lance jumped on the side of his bed as Wes sat up.
"Wes, can I ask you something?" Lance asked.
Wes crossed his legs. "Sure, kiddo."
Lance bit his lip. "Do you…um…do you love my mom?" he asked in a small voice.
Wes just let his head hang. "Your mom, there's a story for you. Jeez, when I first met her, I thought she was going to shove me through the nearest brick wall."
Lance laughed. "Did you really?" he asked in amazement.
Wes snorted. "Yup. But once we got to know each other, we…" he paused. "Well we became more then friends. Tell you the truth, I thought I'd never see her again. A year passed, then two, then three. The fourth year she as gone, I never thought I'd see her again. Then you showed up. It's been crazy, the last few days."
Lance asked in a quiet voice. "Do you love her?"
Wes smiled. "Yes. Yes, I do." But Wes heard Lance sniff. He saw tears flowing down his face. "Is everything all right?"
Lance as quiet. "Do you think mom'll be okay?" Lance asked. Wes just sighed.
"Come here." Wes motioned. Lance sat down by Wes. "I don't know what to think at this point. But I promise, she'll be okay." Wes said.
"Can I stay with you tonight?" Lance asked.
Wes took his other pillows and put them down for Lance. "Sure." Lance bounced down on the bed and got comfortable. Wes turned out the light and looked at Lance. He fell asleep fast, which was one thing Wes liked. Wes sat back down and got comfortable again. He looked out the window as the moon shined brightly casting a warm glow on him. Wes took in a deep breath and smiled. He soon fell fast asleep.
The next night
Wes's eyes opened, then looked at the clock on his bedside table. 3:36am. Wes rubbed his eyes sleepily. Something moved on the other side of the bed. Wes thought it was Lance coming in to stay with him again. Someone else was sitting next to him.
"Jen? Are you okay?" Wes asked. Instead of answering, Jen leaned over and kissed his passionately. He was lost in her kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she slowly pulled off his sweatpants…
The sound of water splashed outside. Wes looked at his bedside table. The clock read 1:56am.
'Who the hell is swimming at this hour?' Wes thought. He got up and went out onto the balcony just in time to see Jen dive back into the pool and start another lap. 'Maybe this is my chance.' Wes said to himself and he pulled on a bathing suit.
Outside
Jen dived back in and began another series of laps. She came up for air in she shallow end of the pool and gasped for air.
"Can I join you?" a voice said. Jen turned around to see Wes standing in his bathing suit and a towel. She was still mad at him and swam off again. "Always do things the hard way, huh?" Wes mumbled. Jen resurfaced and swam to the other side of the pool. Wes walked along the side. "I guess you're still mad at me, huh?" Jen came up for air as Wes spoke. She eyed him dangerously and swam back. "I guess that's a yes."
Wes walked back along the side as Jen swam. He knew she was mad, but he talked on anyway. "I know it was stupid of me not to go when you called. This could have been prevented." Jen resurfaced in he shallow end and came for a breather. She panted heavily. Wes continued to talk. "And you don't have to worry about me missing anymore calls." He said. Jen got out and began drying herself off. She was only feet from the side of the pool. "Because Michelle is gone." Jen stopped. She looked at Wes who stood there. "Michelle is gone. We're not getting married after all."
Wes leapt into the pool, splashing Jen. But when she didn't hear him come up, she turned around. She saw his body floating by the side of the pool, red water quickly formed around his head.
"Wes! Oh my god!" Jen ran to the side and took his hand. "Wes! Wake up!" Jen shook his arm. "Wes! Damn it! Wake u---" Jen was cut off as Wes's arm jerked her into the pool. It was not like Jen to be caught off guard like this, which made Wes laugh as he watched her fall into the pool.
Jen resurfaced and gasped for air. She saw Wes laughing as she coughed. "What the hell did you do that for?" Jen yelled.
"You should have seen your face!" Wes laughed. He let a blood-spatter dart fall out of his hand.
"That's IT! You're DEAD, Collins!" Jen yelled. She lunged for him and grabbed him around the neck. Wes was still laughing hysterically. Jen began to laugh as well. Jen pulled him toward the deep end and began to drown him. Wes, however, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her under as well. Both came up and gasped for air. Even though Jen was mad at Wes a wide smile was on her face.
As the heat from the pool was visible in the chilly night air Jen and Wes held each other not wanting to let go.
"I'd be wise to get out of my pool, Jen. You could catch a cold." Wes said.
"I was here first. So technically you're invading my space." Jen retorted.
"But I was hot and decided to go for a swim, and this is my house." He challenged.
"I'm the guest. So I win." Jen said and stuck her tongue out at Wes.
"Oh really. So if I were to kiss you right now then you wouldn't care, since you're the guest." Wes pushed.
"If you were to kiss me, it wouldn't make a diff—" Wes cut her off and kissed her on the lips. He pulled back and looked her in the eye.
"Didn't matter." Jen said. Her heart pounded against her chest.
"Same here." Wes said. His heart was doing the same thing.
"I'm not even surprised. Is that the best you've got?" Jen challenged.
"Oh, you wanna see the best I got?" Wes responded.
"It still wouldn't change my mind." Jen said. Wes kissed her again, this time more passionately. But instead of breaking it, they went deeper. Their lips lovingly caressed each others. Wes began kissing Jen's torso, sending a wave of pleasure through her. Wes's hand roamed her body, intensifying the moment.
But Jen jumped and pushed him away. "Jen, is anything wrong?" Wes asked.
Jen swam toward the steps. "I'm sorry, Wes. I can't." Jen grabbed her towel and walked off in haste towards the house. Wes caught up with her.
"Is it me?" Wes asked. Jen turned to him, compassion in her eyes.
"No, Wes. It's not you. It's me. The last time I did something like this…" Jen stopped. "It's Lance, Wes. It's you and me. We…" Jen paused and looked him right in the eye. "We need to watch out for our son, Wes." Jen said. Tears were visible in her eyes.
Wes gasped. "Di-did you say our son?"
Jen's voice was shaking. "Yes, I did. You're his father, Wes. Why do you think you two are so much alike? I just don't want to hurt you, or him. I'm sorry." Jen walked off, leaving a trail of tears behind.
Wes walked slowly up to his room, Jen's words echoed in his mind. He changed and lay down in his bed. "He's my…son. I have a son." Wes said.
Jen walked up into her room. She closed the door and slid down it. Jen put her head in her lap and began crying yet again.
"I don't want to hurt you, Wes. You need to understand that. I never meant to hurt you." Jen whispered.
The next evening
Wes and Jen did everything to avoid each other for the whole day. At dinner Wes and Jen were quiet. Lance looked at them, not knowing what was wrong. After dinner, Wes went out for a bit. Jen went up to her room.
Katie, Lucas and Trip were going out. Trip noticed Lance as we watched Wes back out of the driveway, and his mom go up to her room.
"Hey, Lance. You wanna go out for ice cream?' Trip asked.
"What's wrong with them?" Lance asked.
The three looked at one another. "Your mom and Wes are just a little…tired. They need some time alone." Lucas said.
"Ice cream sounds good to me." Katie said. Lance smiled and went out with the three.
Jen's room
Jen was sitting on her bed, confused about everything. She turned on the radio just as the next song played.
"Next up is a new hit single from our newest recording artist. This is Stephanie Dellson (A/N: not my last name!) with her latest single entitled I Sometimes Wonder."
Jen closed her eyes as the song began.
High school, it's such a drag!
My life's been messed up, right down the bag
People made fun of me because of my shirt,
They couldn't understand how much it hurt
But then I saw you, coming down the hall
Then I tripped, but you were there to break my call
And then I knew, baby, you're all I could see
I'm thinking of you, but are you thinking of me?
I sometimes wonder, if I am complete
It's a killer, I have to defeat
I try so hard, what can I do?
I sometimes wonder if I am right for you...
Jen lay down and though. Her last night with Wes. The night they made love. Nine months later, Lance was born.
Good times go, and gone so fast,
now I wonder, just how did they last?
You walked by, I saw you smile,
Then I hoped you'd be back here for a while
My friends would say "You got it bad"
but I didn't know you'd be the best thing I ever had
I sometimes wonder, if I am complete
It's a killer, I have to defeat
I try so hard, what can I do?
I sometimes wonder if I am right for you...
Jen thought of how much Wes sacrificed for her. He gave up his life for her so she could have a home for the time being. He watched Lance and took care of him every single moment she wasn't with him. He broke off his engagement because he loved Jen so much. All she did was push him away.
I'm hoping now, because I need you so bad
How will I tell you how much I care
Because I love you more then you'll every know
And if I tell you, how do I know you won't run past
And afterward, not even look back?
I need you now, more then you'll ever know
so I'm asking you now, please don't ever go
I sometimes wonder, if I am complete
It's a killer, I have to defeat
I try so hard, what can I do?
I sometimes wonder if I am right for you...
And now I realize, just let it take time
Cause I see now it might not become...
And that you weren't my someone
It's time to move on, but they say that love conquers all
I know someone else will be there to catch me if I fall...
"Wes…What have I done?" Jen asked herself. Jen jumped off of her bed. She ran down the stairs and jumped onto her vector cycle. She sped off towards the park where she knew Wes would be.
She was correct. Wes stood on top of the cliff that overlooked the city.
"Wes?" Jen said. Wes turned around to see Jen standing there, tears in her eyes. Jen ran toward him and hugged him tightly. He accepted her with loving arms. "I'm so sorry, Wes. I just needed to—" Jen stopped as Wes kissed her passionately as ever before. His arms wrapped around her waist and held her tightly. Jen's arms locked around his neck. The loves stood atop the cliff as the sun let. The last chorus of the song played over and over in Jen's head.
Now I know that I am complete,
And that killer, I've come to defeat
Now I won't try so hard, I know what to do,
I'll keep my heart open, waiting, just for you.
The setting sun cast shadows of the young lovers. Neither wanting to let go, or planning on it. All they wanted was their moment together.
…and that's exactly what they got.
ch 5 up soon…