Note: Gee, doesn't a title just say it all. Guess you know how this is going to end. Originally I was going to have two endings and people would able to chose between them. I still want to do it, but I need to finish writing the other one.

Sad Ending

Jason tries to think of the answer he should give. Jaclyn had turned to stone up to her neck. She was turning into a statue before his eyes and the only thing that could save her is if she takes her power back. But she won't take it back unless Jason could say he loves her. Not the White Rose Ninja, not Scott, but her for herself. He had to be truthful, he could not lie.

"Jason?" Jaclyn says quietly to him. He looks at her to see a tear rolling down her cheek. "Can you?"

Jason looks from her to his friends. He could feel what they were thinking. Like they were saying to him, 'Tell her, you're the only one who could save her'. Jason looks up at Zordon, but he looks away from leader of the Power Rangers.

Jason shakes his head, how could he have turned to them. This was decision that he must make. He starts to think, there wasn't much time left, but he must make the right decision. Who was he in love with more Jaclyn, Scott, or White Rose? He knows for sure that he was in love with all three and all three was one, Jaclyn. But she wanted to know if he would have loved just her if he had just met her on her own. All of this was so confusing to him, what could he say? Jason couldn't turn back time. He had to think of the 'what ifs', but there wasn't time. Jason was stuck in the now of things. Would he love her not for herself and not for what she was? He was so unsure of what he felt for her, but whatever it was he knew it had to be the truth.

"I…I'm…" Jason looks Jaclyn with sorrow in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I don't think I…" He shakes his head slowly, "…I could give you the answer you want." Jason looks back at her to see more tears run down her face.

"I…understand." Jaclyn whispers before rest of her turns to stone, the look of sadness was immortalized on her face.

"Jason!" Kimberly cries down at him. "Why didn't you tell her?"

"Cause I wasn't sure!" Jason yells up at Kimberly. He clenched his fists tight and realized that he still had the watch in one of his hands. Jason looks down at it before looking back up at Zordon. "Couldn't we put this on her?" He holds the watch up. "It would be like picking her, we could give her the power."

"I'm sorry." Zordon shakes his head slowly. "But once she turned to stone, she is gone. Nothing could bring her back."

"You're kidding, right?" Kimberly looks up a Zordon. "I mean the story can't just end like that. Isn't there like some kind of potion or someway to break the spell?"

"I'm afraid not." Zordon says gravely. "She is…dead."

"No…" Kimberly shakes her head. "No way. She can't be."

"This isn't some kind of fairytale Kimberly." Zordon shakes his head once more. "There is no spell to break, no curse to raise, no illness to cure. There is nothing we can do for her now."

"Are you sure she's dead?" Trini asks.

"Affirmative mistress." K-9 says.

While they were talking, the robotic dog had moved to the edge. He brought his robotic hands with the two suction cups thumb/forefinger on one and the suction cup palm of the other. The palm suction cup was on Jaclyn's heart and the hand with the two suction cups were on the temples of her forehead. His computer eye was split in half to show a flat line for both heartbeat and brainwaves.

"She's…gone."

"No, I won't believe it." Kimberly could not believe her ears. "This can't be happening." She throws her face into Tommy's chest and starts to cry. "She caused trouble, but she didn't deserve to die."

"Jason, why didn't you just say yes?" Zack asks. "Maybe it wasn't the truth, but it could have spared her life."

"And have her live a lie?" Jason glares at him. "I couldn't bring myself to do that." He comes up to Zack. "What if I couldn't loved her for herself? How would she feel? How would she act?" Jason continues to yell, tears start to roll down his face. "We would've had to go through this all over again. We would have just watched her turn to stone in front of us." He turns away from Zack. "You heard her, we have to be able to work together. She lied to us and gave up her power, because trust was broken. So if I lied to her, trust still would not have been restored." Jason starts to feel his legs begin to shake with anger and sorrow. "So…so she would have blamed herself all over again, because the trust couldn't be restored." He falls to his knees and with the hand that wasn't holding the watch, punches the floor hard. "She would have given up power and turned to stone. Either way she would still have gone away from us." Jason lifts up his now thumping hand. The knuckles were red and they surge with pain.

"But Jason…" Tommy passes Kimberly over to Trini to comfort. He gets down on his knees next to his best friend. "You are in love with her, it's so obvious."

"Yeah, now!" Jason turns to glare at Tommy. "Why is it the last minute that you find out the truth…when it's too late." Jason looks down at the hand that holds the watch for a second and then throws it across the Command Center with all his strength. "This isn't fair."

"Jason?!" Tommy says with surprise when he saw Jason throw the watch. "What did you do that for?"

"Cause I don't want to be the one to chose." Jason jumps back onto his feet. "You go find it and chose someone, or don't. I don't care." Jason runs down the stairs, past Jaclyn's stone posed body and out the door.

"Jason, wait!" Tommy calls after his friend as he gets back onto his feet. He goes to chase after the guy in red, but a hand lands on his shoulder. He turns around to see Zack shake his head at him.

"Let him go man." Zack tells Tommy. "I think he needs some time to himself to sort a few things out."

"Yeah, I guess you right." Tommy sighs. "So…I know this is going to come out wrong, but…" He looks over at Jaclyn and then to the others. "What are we going to do with her?"

"Mistress has a place in the park that wishes to be her spot." K-9 says as his data stream circle around him and Jaclyn. They teleport from the Command Center.

"But won't people know who she is?" Tommy asks looking up at Zordon. "Won't they wonder why there is a statue of her in the park?"

"Negative." Billy says. He was studying a piece of paper that had come out of print of one of the computer consoles. "According to this, no one with the exception of for those she exchange blows with will ever know she subsist. No one will retain information of her."

"You mean, nobody will remember her?" Kimberly sniffles as she pulls out the hug Trini had her in.

"Affirmative." Billy nodded.

"That doesn't seem fair." Kimberly looks up at Zordon. "Shouldn't people know that she was a hero? Whether she was bad or good, should not matter."

"This had nothing to do with whether she was a bad or good hero." Zordon tells Kimberly. "This has to do with preserving the feelings of those attached to her. Like, for instances, her parents. How would we tell them of her death? Not to mention that this power is to be kept as much secret as yours. Besides, we will remember her and she will be written down in the history of the 'Protectors', as her ancestors were before her, for future generations."

Meanwhile, back in Angle Grove…

Jason stands in front of the house that belonged to Jaclyn and Scott. His eyes were red and his throat hurt a bit. How was he going to tell the parents of this house that they lost their last child? He's got to tell them without revealing too much information. Should he just beat around the bush or be blunt. Just come right out and say 'Your daughter's dead.'

After taking a deep breath, Jason walk up the path to the front door and knocks on it loudly.

"Oh, hello Jason." Cindy comes to the door. "What can I do for you?"

Jason clears his throat a bit. "I came to tell you something."

"Is something the matter?" Cindy looks at him confuse.

"Well…" Jason looks away from her and rubs the back of his head nervously. "I…I have bad news to tell you."

"What do you mean?" Cindy now had a worried look on her face. "Nothing happen to your parents did it?"

"What? N…no?" Jason has a shock look on his face for a moment before shaking his head slowly. He looks back at the woman with a sad look on his face. "It's about…it's about Scott. I know his…I mean her secret."

"Scott? Her secret?" Cindy shakes her head, because she didn't understand. "Jason, I don't know how you know about Scott. I haven't talked about him since his death four years ago. But his being dead is no secret."

"I…?" Jason eyebrows rise up high, as he looked confuse. "I already knew that." He says slowly. "But you daughter, Jaclyn, she dressed up like her twin brother Scott this whole week to spend time with me. I thought you knew that."

"Daughter? Twin?" Cindy looks at Jason like he was crazy. "I don't know what you are talking about. I have no daughter." She starts to close the door.

"Wait!" Jason yells as he stops the door from closing. He pushes it back open. "What do you mean you don't have a daughter? Of course you do, I met her. She has trouble making friends and people put her down. Your grandfather took her to China when she had a nervous breakdown three years ago."

"Jason, I think you really need to leave now." Cindy says as she pushes his hand off the door. "I don't know where you got that strange idea, but it's not here." She manages to push Jason off the door and slams it in his face.

Jason shakes his head. "I don't get it." He goes to head for his own house, maybe talking to his parents would do him some good. But instead of heading for his place, Jason finds himself heading for the park instead. He does not know why his feet are pulling him in that direction, but he can't seem to turn way from wherever he was going. Eventually he gets the lake that was surrounded by rocks. The place where he and Scott met up the day before Jason was to introduce the strange hat and shade-wearing boy to his friends.

As Jason gets closer, he sees K-9 putting Jaclyn's statued body onto a stone square base. After he had centered her, the robotic dog rolls back and brings out his satellite dish laser. Jason watches as the both the dish and the laser dance around on the stone base.

"List of words to live by: 1. Do unto others as they do unto you. 2. Know that your actions will always affect those around you. 3. Teach what you know and learn what you don't understand, don't assume anything till you have all the facts. 4. Above all, follow your heart and express your feelings to those you love." Was what K-9 put down.

"That's a lot to think about." Jason says after reading the inscription. He sits down on a rock that was across from the statue, to look at it. After awhile, he decides to rests his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Jason keeps staring at the statue till he becomes tired. His eyelids droop to a close.

"Jason?" K-9 rolls up to him. "Jason?" The robotic dog nudges his leg.

"Give…me a moment." Jason mumbles through his hands.

"Jason." The electronic voice seems to change. "Dad?" Jason feels like he was being poked in the left shoulder. "Dad." The voice turns feminine and was a bit annoyed. "Come on dad." The poking was becoming sharp. "Wake up will you?"

Jason jerks his head up and looks around. "Wha…" He let out a phlegmy cough as he sees that he was sitting on a bench that sat across from Jaclyn's statue. "Who?" Jason turns to see woman of about 40 years of age. She part Portuguese, part Chinese, and part Caucasian. Her skin was a light brown, her eyes were slightly almond, and her nose was a little long and narrow. Long black hair comes to the middle of the back. She was wearing a black business suit, half-inch high-heels, and carrying a leather brief case. "Oh…it's you." Jason says in a tired voice.

"Well that's something nice to say to your only kid." The woman says sarcastically. "We don't come here that often." She scolds him.

"Not my fault that you and your family moved away from here." Jason grumbles. He gets up and walks to the edge of the lake to look at his reflection.

How much of him has changed in the pasted 59 years. Jason was never this hunched over in his youth, but now he suffered from back pains. His fluffy brown head full of hair was now like cotton balls pasted on to the side of an orange, and there was no hair on the top his head. His once perfect eyesight was now aided with a pair of bifocals. He looks down at his hands that use to be smooth, that he used to break boards with no problems. They were now are wrinkles and ache from arthritis. Though he still had his muscles that stretched the sleeves of his polyester shirt, he also managed to gain a belly that bugled over the top of his stretched corduroy pants. These were clothes he never thought he would ever find himself wearing.

"Yeah, well I couldn't stand living here any longer." The woman says angrily to get his attention back. "I couldn't let your grandkids see how you and mom act around each other. They are still getting use to the divorce." She does not move from where she was standing.

"Hey, you're mother was the one who had the affair." Jason whips around quickly, making himself a bit dizzy and loses his balance.

The woman drops her brief case to catch her father. "She wouldn't have to if you paid more attention to her." She helps him sit back down on the bench. "From what I heard, ever since you came back from the Youth Conference overseas you've been coming here to sit in front of this…statue till the end of day." She turns from Jason to glare at the statue. "I'm surprised mom stayed with you as long as she did." The woman throws her arms up in the air as she turns back to Jason.

"We stayed together for your sake. " Jason grumbles. "We both tried to fool each other into thinking that it would all work out as you grew up. Besides, your mother knew what she was getting into when we started to go out. She knew she was picked to be 'Protector' cause the power could only…"

"Only go to someone of the bloodline and mother was a cousin, not to mention old enough to receive it." The woman sighs.

"That's right." Jason nods. "And she remembers she had a cousin when…"

"When the power flowed through her and because her cousin was written down in the history of the 'Protectors'." The woman says irritably. "She fell in love with you during the training and you fell in love with her resemblance to the former 'Protector'. I kind of find it ironic that two women left you for the exact same reason."

"No, your mother's cousin left cause I…" Jason turns away from his daughter, the pain of the memory still burned in his mind. "Well, you darn well know why she left, so don't go blaming her cousin for any trouble that's been going on in you life. That's my fault, I'm man enough to admit that."

"Look, I'm not going to argue with you any longer." The woman reaches down to pick up her brief case. "I just came by give you some Valentine cards." She holds out some envelopes. "You grandkids have some that they are going to give you when they come."

Jason turns back to look at the woman. "Valentine's?" He takes the envelope from the woman. "Is that what day it is?" He flips through them. One was from his ex-wife, one from his daughter, and few others from his friends. "I see you stop by the house to get these." He waves the ones from his friends at her.

"Of course I did." The woman says a bit stiffly. "That place use to be my house too, you know. Just cause mom doesn't live there, doesn't mean I can't go and visit does it?"

"No, no." Jason shakes his head. "I just was wondering."

"Well, try not to fall asleep again." The woman says. "The kids will be by soon and will want to talk to you. They haven't seen you since they were five." She turns and leaves him.

"I wasn't sleeping." Jason mumbles to himself. "Just resting my eyes." He flips through the cards he held in his hands. "Which one should I read first?" He wonders.

"Fortunate smiles upon you." A familiar voice says to him. It was a voice he hadn't heard in years…in so many years. He turns around to see two brown eyes looking back at him. The cards fly out of his hands as he jumps from the middle of the bench to the end. "Do you know how many times I've heard that saying?" A young 16 year old, Chinese/Caucasian halfling girl sat on the other end of the bench. Her brown hair was pulled over her right shoulder and she was dressed in a black gym suit with red strips down the sides, black leather clog style shoes with backing.

"Wha…what?" Jason says as he pushed himself up against the armrest of the bench.

"I'm not sleeping, I'm just resting my eyes." The girl laughs. "I've seen many old people tell their children and grandchildren that. In fact, so have you. You've shared this bench with many of them." She sits cross-legged on the bench, resting her hands on her ankles, and cocks her head to one side with a look of curiosity. "Jason, what is the matter?"

"Y…you…" Jason looks from her to the statue and he couldn't believe his eyes. The statue was gone. The only thing left was the block with the inscription that it stood on. "You're…you're back." He laughs a little as he scoot back over to her.

"It's ok. I won't bite." Jaclyn uncrosses her legs to sit proper on the bench. She grabs his shoulders and coaxes him to lie down on the bench, his head on her lap facing up at her.

"You look…so young." Jason says as his eyes moves around to look at her.

"And you looked so old." Jaclyn gives another laugh as she smoothes his hair.

"You would not believe how I've missed you." Jason's eyes filled with tears.

"I have seen what has happened." Jaclyn sighs. "I've seen you come and go many times. I've watched you sit here and have to be dragged home by your wife, then by your daughter."

"You left me cause I couldn't tell you that I was in love with just you and I end up telling someone I was in love with just them, when I was really in love with the resemblance that they had to you." Jason sniffles, a tear rolls down his cheek. "Talk about ironic." He gives a weak smile.

"Even when I leave, I still cause trouble." Jaclyn sighs again as she brushes the tear away. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Jason says. "I've said it before, this is all my fault." He looks over at the inscription that was on the stone block. "I wished that someone told me that before it was too late." Jason turns on his side so he could put his arms around her waist and bury his face in her stomach.

"Shh…" Jaclyn continues to run her fingers through what is left of his hair as he cries. "Everything will be ok." After awhile, Jason finishes crying and he wipes his eyes before he sits up. "Feeling better?" She asked him.

Jason nods. "Yes." He tells Jaclyn all that has happened when he wasn't sitting in front of her stone self. She hugs her legs to her chest as she looks at him and listens with great interest. He goes on for hours until he gets to the end, where he finishes with a yawn.

"You seem exhausted." Jaclyn smiles at him. "It seems you still had a good life."

"Maybe." Jason says. "I could have made it better for those around me though." He leans his head back on the bench and closes his eyes. "Mind you, I'm not going to sleep, I'm just resting my eyes." He opens one slightly to look at her out of the corner.

"Sure you are." Jaclyn chuckles. "Grandpa." Her voice sounded a little different.

"What?" Jason asks without lifting his head. "What did you call me?"

"Grandpa." Now it was a different voice said.

Jason lifts his head and opens his eyes to see a young 16-year-old girl and her twin brother coming to him. Their skin was light, their eyes were less almond than their mothers, but their noses looked like hers. The boy wore a red zip up sweatshirt with a red and black-checkered front, red sweat pants, and black Chinese shoes. The girl wore a red t-shirt with black pants and, red tennis shoes with black laces.

"It was all a dream?" Jason looks from the girl to the boy and then past them at the statue. It was there, standing like it always did. "It was all a dream." He says sadly.

"Grandpa." The girl says irritated. "Wake up." She begins to shake him.

"I am awake." Jason says annoyed. "Stop shaking me."

"Scott," The girl turns to the boy, her voice was very worried, "he won't wake up."

"Here," The boy pushes the girl to the side, "you have to really shake him. You know how grandpa is." The boy grabs both of Jason's shoulders and shakes him really hard. "Come on, wake up."

"Will you let go of me?" Jason says angrily. He puts his hands up to push the young boy back, but to his shock they go right through the boy. "What the…?"

"Jaclyn, call 911." Scott looks at the girl. She doesn't move. "NOW!" He yells at her.

"O…ok." Jaclyn drops the card she held in hand and runs down the path. Scott continues to shake Jason, crying for him to wake up. Jason cannot make out what is going on.

Suddenly he sees two hands come through his grandson and grab his shirtfront. Jason is yanked from the bench, through Scott and to his feet. He finds himself face to face with Jaclyn, his Jaclyn. She was wearing the same outfit he first saw her in. A red Chinese long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and Chinese shoes.

"I always did like this outfit on you." Jaclyn says to him as she lets go of his front and admires his clothes.

"What?" Jason looks down at what he was wearing. It was the same outfit that the boy was wearing, the same one he first met Jaclyn in when he thought she was her brother. He runs his hands up and down the outfit to see discover things were different. His stomach was flat again, his hands were no longer wrinkled nor did they hurt, and his back didn't ache either. Jason puts his hand on his head to find it was full of hair again. He runs over to the lake to look at the reflection in it. The wrinkles in his face were gone and he wasn't wearing his glasses.

Jason looked like he did when he was seventeen. "How?" He asked as he looks back at Jaclyn.

"Look over there." Jaclyn points at the bench. "Recognize yourself?"

Jason looks at the bench. There sat his old self, his grandson had stop shaking him and was now crying in his lap. "Am I…dead?" Jason asks Jaclyn in a shaky voice and she nods. "When? Did it happen when you first showed up?"

"No." Jaclyn shakes her head. "That really was a dream." She says quietly. "You passed on when the dream was over." Jaclyn gives him a small smile before she kisses him on the lips. Her hands slip around his neck as he slipped his around her waist to kiss her back.

A gust of wind comes, carrying the scent of roses. Red and white rose petals swirling around in it.

Jaclyn pulls from the kiss. "Our ride is here." She whispers.

"Where will we go?" Jason asked as the wind, with its rose petals, surrounds them.

"Where ever it will take us." Jaclyn comes close to him again. "Where ever we want to go." She kisses him again as they are swept away.