Disclaimer: I DO NOW own Power Rangers…this is for entertainment only…

My fifth story and still going strong!

TIME LINE: It's about three years after Jen and the rangers returned to the future. As always, crossover with Wild force never occurs.

This is going to be a Christmas story, with a bit of a twist… I know it's early, but I've had this in my head for a while now. I'm hoping to have it done by the beginning of December, or later. I'll probably have another Christmas story up once Christmas comes closter.

This one's rated PG-13, for some sexual content (later chapters) and language.

SUMMARY: Wes is loosing his mind while Alex is loosing his heart. In the middle of these mixed emotions is Jen, who's dealing with problems of her own…and a new villain threatens Silver Hills. Not to mention Christmas is just around the corner.

Always and Forever

Chapter 1:
Memories Returned

Silver Hills: Year 2003

"Lori! Watch out behind you!" Eric Myers cried. He watched as a young woman was being chased through the hospital by a serial killer. It was a chilly November night in Silver Hills. It was movie night at Wes's and he, Wes, and Wes's girlfriend had been watching the Halloween movies all day.

"Just kill him, girl! Sheesh!" Wes protested. On the TV, Lori stood in a room as the man with a large kitchen knife and a white mask walked into the room.

"She can't Wes! Michael Myers can't die!" Eric said. He too was sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn a few beers. He smirked. "I wonder if he's outside now. Watching, waiting to kill…" Eric laughed evily.

"Knock it off, Eric." Wes smirked.

"And you're telling me I need to lighten up." Eric muttered. He got up. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Thanks for the announcement, Eric." Wes's eyes were glued to the TV. "Whoa! Did you see that! She's boiled alive!"

Then it went dark.

"Ok, Eric. Turn the lights back on!" Wes protested. Something moved in the hallway. "Enough with the pranks Eric. It's not funny." Wes didn't hear Eric respond. A sight of fear and worry came to Wes's face. "Eric?" He asked.

Out of the shadows, someone grabbed his throat. "Ahh!" Wes yelled. He saw a figure in a white mask grabbing him from the dark corner. "Oh my god! It's Michael Myers!" Wes yelled.

He finally broke free of the grip Michael had. Wes ran to the phone, but it was dead.

Then a body fell from the ceiling, blood covered it as a large knife came out of the woman's head.

"Jen! No!" Wes knelt over his dead girlfriend. He turned around, just as Michael brought the knife down, but Wes kicked it and instead of striking, the figure stabbed himself in the stomach and fell back. A pool of blood circled around him.

"You'd better be dead…" Wes carefully removed the mask to reveal a face…

Michael jumped up as Wes screamed, his voice like a little girl. Then the figures broke into laughter.

Eric removed the fake knife and mask from himself and was rolling along the floor. Wes's girlfriend, Jessica, also came back to life and was laughing.

Wes even heard his father laughing as he turned on the light switch.

Wes's face became angry. Eric was crying from laughing so hard.

"Yo—you should ha—have seen your fa-fa-face!" Eric sobbed between breaths.

"That wasn't FUNNY!" Wes yelled. Eric laughed harder. "Go to hell, Eric. And stay there!" Wes ran up to his room and slammed the door.

Eric stopped laughing. So did Jessica and Mr. Collins. "Well, I needed that." Eric got up, but he looked at Wes's door.

He hoped to make Wes laugh from this, but it didn't do any good to it, and it only made Wes in even more of a bad mood.

Eric knew why Wes was feeling so down. It was three years since the four rangers from the future went back to their time. Jen, the pink ranger, captured Wes's heart, and broke it when she left. Even in Wes didn't admit it, he still missed her.

Eric sighed. "I guess it took it too far."

"Not at all, Eric." Jessica smiled. "I'll go talk to him." Jessica said as she cleaned off her neck of the fake blood.

She slowly climbed the stairs leading to Wes's room.

In Wes's room

"Wes, sweetie?" Jessica knocked on his door. A muffled voice told her to come in. When she opened the door, she saw him lying on his bed, his face buried beneath the pillow. "Sweetie, you okay?"

Wes didn't answer, he only sighed. "I can't take this any more."

Jessica knew why. "Wes, you called me Jen before."

"I know I did. Trust me, I didn't mean it." Wes's muffled voice said.

"Then why did you do it?" Jessica pushed.

"It's a habit." Wes explained. "When they were here, I used to see someone get hurt every fight we had. Jen, she got into a huge battle and was injured really bad. I was scared that she'd…you know. Then just now, the vision of seeing her like that came back to me, and I was scared."

Jessica was quiet. "Do you still love her, Wes?"

His silence was all too much for her. "No. I love you, Jess. Besides, how can I?" He picked up his head. "She's 1,000 years into the future." He smiled. "You're right here." He playfully grabbed her by the waist and she fell on top of him, as Wes laughed. "I have you now." He smiled.

Jessica smiled back, and looked into his eyes, but she saw something. They were distant, as if they were looking past her, and at someone else. But she shrugged it off and the couple fell asleep in each other's arms.

Year 3002

Lieutenant Jennifer Scotts sat in her office, buried under a mountain of paperwork. It was a cold November night. She shivered slightly as she continued to write up a report.

She drew in a breath as stopped writing. She sat back in her chair and closed her eyes. The clock blinked 10:30PM. She sighed.

"Jen?" a soft male voice said. Jen opened her eyes to see her fellow officer, Senior Lieutenant Alex Drake standing in her doorway. "Jen, what on earth are you doing here?"

"Just getting paperwork done, so I can go home earlier tomorrow." Jen stated. Alex smiled.

"You and me both know that won't happen." Alex joked. "Come on, I'll walk you home."

Jen got up and grabbed her jacket. She locked her door and the two Time Force officers made their way down to the bottom floor where they walked out.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Alex." Jen said. Alex's face shrunk.

"Why tomorrow? Can't I walk you home?" Alex protested.

"I do drive, you know." Jen gave him a smile, the one that made his heart melt.

Alex shrugged. "Then let me walk you to your car."

Jen nodded as they made their way to where her car sat in the parking lot.

Once by her car, Alex stopped and looked Jen in the eye. She met his stare. His blue eyes glistened under the lamplights. She tried to say something, but no words came out.

Alex slowly inched his lips towards hers, hoping she wouldn't pull away. He thought he had made it home, but Jen turned her head at the last instant, his lips landing on her cheek.

"Just give us a chance, Jen." Alex said quietly. "Please."

"Alex…" She couldn't find the words. "I want to…" Jen began.

"Then follow your heart." Alex moved in again, but Jen pushed him away.

"I am, Alex. But my heart lies somewhere else." Jen said.

"With Wes?" Alex questioned. Jen didn't need to answer, since Alex already knew the answer to his question. "He's one thousand years in the past, Jen. You need to move on."

"I am trying, Alex. Truly, I am. But I can't. I love him too much to let him go." Jen responded. She held back the tears that she had at the mention of Wes.

"But Jen, Wes is long dead. I'm here." Alex ran his finger down her warm cheek. She moved her head away. "Just move on, Jen. Do it for me."

Jen looked at him. "I did a lot for you, Alex. What have you done for me lately?" Jen asked.

"Jen, please. Let's not fight." He took her hands. They were cold. He moved closer to her. Jen felt him against her, as his hands moved up her arm. "But you need to forget about him and move on." Alex said.

Jen's eyes grew fierce. "You need to move on, Alex! When you do, I'll be right there. When you stop fighting for me, then I'll stop fighting for Wes." She paused. "And we both know that won't happen."

There was that name again. It was the name that kept Alex away from Jen, the one true love in his life.

"Now, I need to go home. I'll see you tomorrow." Jen said. She opened her door, and got in her car. Jen refused to look at Alex. Once her car was started, she pulled out of the parking lot and drove home.

Alex kicked the ground angrily. "Damn you, Wes." He muttered. "You stole my fiancé away from me. If it weren't for you, I'd have Jen. If it weren't for her memories, I'd be holding her right now…" He paused.

Alex leaned against his car, replaying the events of before. A few tears leaked out of his eyes, as the rejection from Jen hit him hard.

He loved Jen beyond all reason, and her saying no, like she did so many times before, hurt his heart. He loved her all too much to let her go.

"Damn it, Jen…" Alex trailed off. He sat in his car and rested his head against the seat. He drew in an unsteady breath. "I need you."

He drove away, as a steady snow began to fall; all of his hopes for a future with Jen slowly disappeared under a blanket of snow.

Ch 2 up soon…