THE REASON - Part Sixteen: Truth vs. Lies
Summary: Tommy spends time with Kimberly. Hayley informs the other Rangers of their connection. But how long will it be before Kim finds out the truth? And what will Tommy do now that he knows what caused their break up eight years ago?
Disclaimer: Power Rangers belongs and will always belong to Saban Entertainment, BVS Entertainment Inc., Renaissance Atlantic Entertainment, Village Roadshow KP Producations Limited, ABC Kids, ABC Family and Disney. And to all other affiliates with the Power Rangers concept (ie. Sentai–the original Power Rangers). And, yes, before I forget, the main title of the story does tie in with Hoobastank's "The Reason". Gotta give you guys credit, so don't sue me, please!
"How long will it take for the truth to be revealed? And is it best to be kept under wraps or spoken when not every truth is revealed?" –Eclyptyk Neo
Hours passed.
I began to pace around the living room, trying to figure out if the temptations were good or bad. I had papers to grade, but every time I picked up that red pen, I couldn't stop thinking about Kim. Just the urgency to hear her voice was driving me crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about the many kisses we shared only a few hours ago. They were a relief off of my shoulder. I didn't have to worry about anything when she was around. That's how it was. That's how it felt now. And right now, I never felt so happy. The contact we made in over the last eight years, was like we never left each other's arms. Damn, Kim. You still have that charm with me.
I slammed the phone against the palm of my free hand, collapsing on the couch. "Just call her, Tommy." I told myself. "'She's probably waiting for your call, anyways. Just tell her you can't stop thinking about her and you just wanted to hear her voice before you went to bed."
I looked at my watch, shrugging. 10:15pm. It can't be that late, can it?
I forced out a breath, and quickly dialed the number and pushed the receiver to my ear.
The phone rang once. Then twice. Then another.
I was about to hang up the phone, when I heard the receiver click and someone answered the phone.
"Hello?" a gentle voice came over the phone.
Just hearing that simple word sent a warm feeling down my spine. "Hey, stranger. Guess who?"
Kim seemed offended, scoffing. "So, now, I'm a stranger to you?"
I chuckled. "Sorry. That's how I usually greet people on the phone." I licked my lips and took a gulp from the beer I snagged earlier. "Hope I'm not calling too late, Kim. Just thought I could hear your voice before I go to bed."
She smiled, widely. "Funny. I was thinking the same thing, too. I just figured you'd be the first to make the call."
"Well, I guess so." I shrugged.
"So, how are you?"
"Hardly thinking straight." I admitted. "I guess those past few hours are still pretty fresh in my mind."
"It was nice, Tommy. We haven't done that since we were in high school."
"Yeah, those were the good ol' days. I mean, being a teacher is really no fun when you can't have the love of your life here to tuck you in."
"It's late, baby. I wouldn't mind coming over, but I'm beat."
I let out a disappointed sigh. "Then maybe I should come by your place."
"No. You're tired. I know that sound in your voice. I don't want you to fall asleep behind the wheel. Besides, you got school tomorrow."
I covered my mouth, yawning. "No, I'm not. Don't be silly."
"Get some sleep, Tommy. Maybe I'll come by tomorrow."
"I'd like that." I took another drink, smiling. "Hey, why don't you stop by after school, or something? I could show you around town."
"Maybe." she shrugged with her voice. "But maybe you can show me some other things, too."
I figured she had a devilish grin on her face after that last comment, because I could feel my muscles tighten as she said that. And a certain organ was feeling a little harder than usual. "Like what things?"
"You'll have to wait and see, now, won't you?"
I groaned, hating these guessing games she loved to play with me. Let alone, having me guess at this age wasn't really in the manual to keeping these feelings and emotions under wraps. "How are you gonna play me like that, Kim? I thought our high school days were behind us."
"But you always loved surprises." her voice grew low and sultry.
I laid on the couch, looking at the ceiling, groaning again. "Man, Kim, the things I just want to do to you, right now. Or the things I want you to do to me. Hell, you have no idea what's going on in my mind...." "Slow down, tiger. I thought we wanted to take this slow."
"I don't recall us signing a contract on that."
"Trust me, Tommy. It's for the best."
I forced out a sigh, smiling lightly. I had to agree with her. If we wanted this to work out, we'd put something like sex aside and focus more on re-established a better bond as friends. Than lovers. But I hated when she was right, even as the years went by. She still was. And I just didn't want to destroy what chances I had with her again. "All right. You win."
"I know." she smiled. "But it's late. You need your rest."
"No. No." I shook my head, sitting upright. "It's cool. I'm fine. I wanna hear your voice, Kim."
Kim couldn't help but smile. "That's sweet, Tommy. Really, it is, but you need to get some sleep. You're always cranky when you never get enough sleep. And I don't think your students like to come to school with a cranky teacher, especially you."
I sighed, nodding. "Well, all right. I'll let you go. We can talk more tomorrow."
"Can't wait. Good night, Tommy."
"Night, Kim." I hung up the phone and retreated to my room to get to bed.
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Next day. After school.
I pulled into a parking space outside the lobby to the Holiday Inn where Kim was staying at. I figured it would be best to just come by instead of her going clear across town, wasting gas. With gas prices, it was insane. She took the offer, waiting in the lobby as I entered.
She called out my name, running over to come crashing into my arms. Not that I was expecting it, but for 115lbs of her it was a surprise. I mean, after her kicking major ass yesterday, I figured she could kick my butt with no hesitation if she had to. Not that it would ever come down to that, but I guess you never know with some people. Point taking from a guy who didn't expect to be back in uniform at the age of 26.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Hey, Kim. I missed you. How was your day?"
"It was okay, but I missed you, too." she returned the gesture by planted a kiss to my lips. "It seems like you made it through the day fine."
I smiled a half-grin. "Yeah. I guess. But it wasn't easy when everywhere I looked, all I could think about was us."
She nodded slowly. "Looks like my charm still works."
I released her from the hug and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yeah, I guess so. You ready to go?"
She nodded, again pulling me forward.
We headed out of the lobby and to the jeep.
The drive was silent for the most part, aside from the radio playing in the background. Kim's eyes danced about at the buildings and cars as they passed by. I was more focused on the driving. I don't think it would have been cool to think about other things and end up leading us on a trip to the hospital. Not the best way I want to spend my time with her here. I shifted the jeep down as it came to a stop at a red light. For some time, Kim looked at the hand clenched to the clutch. The sprained hand that she had caused. She hesitated, as I came to notice her glance at it. But she didn't seem to notice as she gently placed her hand over it.
I let out a wince at the little pain that escaped as she placed her hand on mine. But I didn't seem to disapprove. I looked up at her and smiled. She returned the gesture.
Just start off slow. Let it work its way back up to where we were juniors back in high school. Just don't wait too long, Tommy. Don't wait too long.
Minutes passed.
I came to a stop, putting the jeep into park and turning off the engine. I looked back at Kim noticing the confused look on her face. "You thirsty?"
She nodded slowly.
"C'mon, it's all right. It may be a teen hang-out, but the owner is a friend of mine. And she makes some really good smoothies and cappuccinos."
Kim raised an eyebrow, jealousy settling in. "I'm sorry, did you just say 'she'?"
I shook my head. "It's not what you think. We went to the same college. And besides, she helped me settle down here in Reefside."
She looked away again, a stern upset, look on her face. I sighed and laid a kiss on her lips. She cradled my head in her hands and laid a kiss on my lips, too. "Okay, I believe you."
"C'mon." I directed her into the building.
The place looked busy as teenagers came and went between their normal activities of computer work and the counter. Employees followed suit, tending to the customers and their requests. Hayley was behind the counter making the concoctions ordered up by the teenagers. "It's sorta a blend of Orange Julius and Starbuck's combined with the 22nd Century hype of computers." I filled in the gaps.
She nodded. "Wow. Well, I never would have thought you'd become some computer geek, Tommy."
I shrugged. "Be careful how you say that. My friend is sort of a computer genius."
"Where is she?"
"The one behind the counter. But most of my students come by here just to chill. And there's actually a few independent singers that go and perform on that stage over there." I pointed to the rising stage at the other end of the room.
Hayley came around the counter, seeing my familiar face among the crowd. She greeted me with a wave as she walked over to me. "Hey, Tom. How ya doing? What brings you down?"
I shrugged absently. "Just thought I could catch a drink." I turned her toward the table, at the petite form sitting there looking at the laptop. "And introduce you to someone. Hayley, this is..."
"...the infamous Kim." she finished, slowly holding out her hand.
My eyes widened at her comment.
Kim looked up, shocked at the red-haired woman's last comment, getting to her feet. "I'm sorry?"
I groaned quietly, hoping this little female feud wouldn't get ugly. "Kim, this is Hayley. Hayley, this is Kim. We were college buddies.."
"Oh, so you're Hayley?" Kim took the other woman's hand, meeting her stern gaze.
"So, you've heard about me?" Hayley matched her defense.
I looked at them again, feeling the bad vibes rubbing off each of them as they slowly broke the gesture.
"I might have." Kim managed a smile.
I cut between the two of them before Hayley had a chance to make another comment. "Well, okay. Now, that you're acquainted with each other.... Hayley, can I talk to you for a second?"
Hayley turned away, not needing to be told twice about my request. She headed for the counter. I followed close behind her, relaying a sigh as I got to the counter.
"How could you bring her here, Tommy?" She asked behind clenched teeth.
"I don't understand. I thought you wanted to meet her."
"I did, but not now. Not right now. I mean, there are a lot of things we both need to worry about. And I know how you told me that she was the one person who knew you best, but in case you haven't noticed,Tommy, she was also the one who left you in a mindless zombie state in college."
I dropped my head, looking back at the preoccupied petite woman in pink. "Look, I know. But, I'm trying. I'm trying, okay? I'm hoping that we could get on good grounds, again. I lost her once, and I don't want to lose her again."
Hayley leaned up against the counter, looking directly at me. "If you do, make sure it's what you want. Do you still love her, Tommy?"
I peered over my shoulder again. Looked back at the woman I didn't want to hurt again. "I don't know." I heard myself say. And I really didn't.
"You don't know?! You guys haven't seen each other in nearly eight years, Tommy." she held up a hand before I got the chance to say anything to her. "At the funeral, you couldn't even look at each other. And do you think that now, will make a difference? She's been in town for only three days, Tommy. You can't assume that this will last forever."
"I don't know, okay? I don't, Hayley, but I'm–hey, wait, you knew she was in town?"
"Jason informed me about her visit." she shrugged. "It isn't every day you have an ex-Ranger, let alone ex-girlfriend, come into town. So did Ethan."
I dropped my head, forcing out a breath.
"Relax. That's all I know. Besides, it was killing Ethan for not saying anything. But what I want to know is have you told her your connection with the new Ranger team yet?"
I looked back at Kim, who saw me and smiled. I smiled back, and looked back at Hayley. "No. I can't."
"You have to tell her, Tommy. If I have this right, she is the only former ranger out of your old crew who doesn't know that you're back in uniform."
"She doesn't need to know." I shook my head.
"Why not?"
"She doesn't need to know about that part of my life," I said behind leering eyes. I didn't want Hayley to push me, but she was. And she was right. I had to tell Kim, eventually. Just not now.
She matched my wit. "And what are you going to tell the team about her? Because I figured she won't be leaving until she gets the whole story." I dropped my head again. Enough had been said. I didn't want to hear her accusations anymore. She had the upper hand in this situation, and I didn't like it one bit. But than again, she always had my back, too. That's what friends do. They look out for each other. And that was what she was doing. I left without saying another word, collapsing on the chair beside Kim.
She looked at me with some confusion. Putting a kiss on my lips, hoping to cheer me up. It really didn't. "What's wrong?"
"You know Hayley?"
"Well, not meeting her, no. But I've heard a few things from Jason."
"And he just likes to talk a whole lot of bull. We're just friends, Kim. Nothing more. She helped me get settled down in college, and in return, I ended up helping her get this place started."
She nodded. "Okay. I figured going to you would be the better source. I know Jason just loves to throw me off about some things."
A teenager with khakis and a white flannel walked over to us, pen and paper in hand. He greeted us with a nod. "Hey, Dr. O, can I get you guys anything?" Trent asked.
"Oh, hey Trent." I nodded a greeting. "Just the usual for both of us."
He nodded firmly. "All right. Two mochaccinos, coming up."
"Oh, before I forget." I stopped him before he left. "I may not have been clear about the greeting yesterday, but Trent, this is Kim. Kim, this is Trent. We went to high school together."
Trent took Kim's hand in a gentle greeting. "Angel Grove High? Yeah, I heard that was a nice school."
I nodded. Kim followed in turn.
"So, what brings you into town? I mean, I know you said you were an athletic trainer and everything, but I really don't see it."
"Well, I'm involved with gymnastics, also. At least I did. I'm still recovering from my hamstring injury. But I am a certified athletic trainer, too."
"Well, I'm sorry about your leg. But you're all right?"
"Yeah," she smiled. "I don't know if your teacher ever told you guys, but did you know he was a world class martial artist in a martial arts competition for five years running?"
I didn't expect her to bring that up, or realizing that I was doing those things. But I couldn't oppose, when it was true.
"No, actually. He never mentioned that to us." he shook his head. "Yet, I do recall him kicking some major tail when those weird dino guys came into town a couple months back. And that little incident on the highway. But that's cool. I'm actually taking a few classes right now."
"Yeah?" she grew interested. "Maybe you can have Tommy, here, teach you a few things. He's a good teacher. But yeah, I just thought I'd stop by and see him demonstrate a few more moves. See if he still gots it in him."
I shook my head. "She wants to set bragging rights for what I used to do. I mean, with teaching science and everything I don't have the time for it anymore. I'll be lucky if I ever get time to practice it like I used to."
Trent nodded, pushing open a smile. "Well, that's cool. But, hey, I gotta get back to work. But I'll be back with your drinks."
"Thanks, Trent." I called out as he walked off. I looked back at Kim slightly annoyed.
"What?" she saw the upset look on my face.
"Now, you're gonna tell the whole world about my martial arts championships?"
"Just thought he'd like to know." Kim wrapped an arm around me. "He looks like a fighter. Kinda cute for a guy his age. He seems nice."
"He is. One of the brightest in the class." I commented, recalling his good grades and transcript. He was a smart student. One of the top 5% of the class. Now, if only I could get Ethan and Conner to meet their potential. "It's strange to think that his father is Anton Mercer."
"The guy you were working your experiments with?" she asked, as I nodded. "I read some article in the Popular Science Magazine about you guys, and he doesn't look..."
"Mercer took Trent in as his own son after his own biological parents got trapped in a cave-in a few years ago," I filled in the gaps. "He's just sort of that demanding father figure pushing Trent to do things he doesn't want to do."
"Well, that's good, I guess. Just being a father and everything. I can see how you can relate to him," she commented.
I nodded slowly, realizing what she was saying. I lost my biological parents at the age of 4, and got adopted a few years later. But then again, my adoptive parents were nowhere near how Anton treated Trent. I just never really thought about that, until Kim brought it up. And I guess I have more respect for both Anton and Trent. I worked with Anton before, and I know how he works. Trent was a student of mine, and a bright one, too.
"But, I can't help but look at this Anton character and imagine him raising a son. Not the way he looks." she shivered as she made the comment.
I shrugged again. "I worked with the guy for nearly two years. And he can be somewhat of a lunatic at times, but he's a great guy. It's not every day you get the chance to work with a multi-million dollar scientist and learn something out of it, also. But than again, I thought I was the only survivor from the explosion on the island, but I guess I was wrong."
"I heard about that. No one still knows what exactly happened."
"Yeah." I said, sadly. "Most of my work got lost in the explosion. But I'm fine. I'm alive and kickin' it. And I guess that's all that really matters."
She clung to me, glad to see I still had a sense of humor. I knew that she didn't want me to lose that charm. It was always that characteristic that cheered her up. Bringing a sad/bad situation down with a laugh.
Trent returned with the drinks, but couldn't stay to ask more questions due to an incident at another table.
I took a small sip from one of the mugs, and looked at the laptop stationed in front of Kim. "What are you looking at?"
She turned it toward me, revealing a site devoted to the new ranger team. Photos weren't accurate. There was a leg, an arm, the back of one ranger's suit, shadowed pics of the team. Nothing all too clear. All except one, housing all four members taken from a balcony, as I could conclude from the angle. Red. Blue. Yellow. Black.
"Just thought I'd see how close people have gotten through the years." she shrugged.
I held my breath, recalling she hadn't seen the Black Ranger in action yet. Hopefully she won't have to bring that up. "Well, it's nothing new. Still can't get any good shots or perhaps an identity."
"Yeah I guess. But ya know what, I don't recall seeing the Black Ranger yesterday." she noted, pointing at the screen. Pointing at my incognito self, as I felt the jab to my chest as she pointed at the picture. "Ya know, I think you'd look really nice in that one. I mean, not that green or white ever really worked out for you. I couldn't really complain about any color you wore. You always knew how to wear the suit well."
I cleared my throat, hoping she didn't notice my uneasiness, taking another drink from my mug. "I don't know. Honestly, I've been so busy with teaching and re-collecting some of my research to really notice they're there." Good save, Tommy. Just keep it coming. I mean, it's not that I wanted her to know, she just wasn't ready to face that truth yet. "You're just not going to give up on this, are you?"
"I just want to know if they're in good hands."
"I'm sure they are. And if their mentor was here, he'd probably say that they've been doing a great job."
"He?" she looked at me, with confusion.
"Or she would say their doing a great job." I said quickly. "I mean, I don't know. But I'll admit, I do miss those days."
"Yeah." she sighed. "We were a great team. All of us."
She laid her head on my arm, as I relaxed again under the close call. I guess I knew how Ethan was feeling right now. Just give it time, Ethan. When the time is right, it'll come. Speaking of Ethan, guess who just walked right in with Conner and Kira. Yeah, that would be Ethan. Being it as rangers, always sticking by each other. That never grew old. And it just made a better friendship among the three, especially since they were all from different worlds. I gave them credit for making it this far. I mean, yeah, it's never easy. Never was. The transition between powers and seeing people come and go. That never goes away, but the friendships made on the team were a lifetime. I knew that. We all did. Anyone set to be a ranger, whether we wanted to become one or not.
They spotted me quickly and walked over, a light smile on all of their faces.
"Hey guys." I nodded a greeting. "What's up? You guys remember Kim, don't you?"
"Yeah." Conner was the first to speak, holding out his hand. "How could I forget such a pretty face?"
Kim blushed, taking his hand. "Conner, is it? How could I forget that boyish charm?"
"Yeah, that would be me." He blushed, forcing out a smile.
"And Kira and Ethan." she took the other two student's hands in turn.
I looked at Ethan, seeing the shakiness in how he stood. He hadn't said anything to the other two, but he didn't mention a whole lot to Hayley, if I recalled. It was driving him crazy. But it was also driving me crazy to hold this deep dark secret from Kim. But I knew Ethan wouldn't burst the bubble with all these people around. Neither could I.
"So, what are you guys doing here? Just chillin' or something?" Kira asked.
"For the time being." I nodded.
Hayley popped up behind us, nearly scaring me as she said the same thing. "For the time being. But, can I talk to you three for just a second?"
Kim looked at the gesture made by the red-haired woman with interest. I looked at her, figuring she thought Hayley's gesture was rude. I didn't. I was glad that Hayley had my back the way she did. She did know all. And my intelligence level was nowhere near hers. That much was clear. Without her, I don't even think the Rangers would be able to morph. I relaxed as the owner of the place directed the three teens away from us. Hayley looked back at me, a simple wink came to her face.
Thank you, Hayley. I owe you. Actually, I owe you big time about a lot of things, but I'm still working on making a debt list.
"So, are you always this friendly around your students? If I remember, you were Mr. Harsh-Teacher yesterday." she commented.
I shook my head, shrugging. "What can I say? For those that are brave enough to approach me out of school will see another side of me. But, I still am pretty well-rounded amongst the teachers and students at the school. Plus, it keeps them out of my life."
"Which life?" she grew concern.
"Hey, relax, Kim. Not that side about me kicking some major alien tail, just the other stuff. My race track days. College life. Love interest. Whatever they've heard about my research. The martial arts competitions I participated in. Sometimes, I wonder how they can manage to find stuff on me." "Well, I guess you're somewhat of a regular celebrity, if you think about it, Tommy." She smiled. "And I have read a few articles regarding a certain martial arts master or a scientist interested in paleontology. And it has them just as curious as me." I looked at her with some confusion, as she ran a hand down the back of my head. "What have you been up to in the past eight years?"
I forced out a sigh. Damn. I knew this had to come up again, didn't it? "Well, for one, I was trying to get over you." I admitted, before looking back into her eyes. "But, of course, that didn't work. I mean, racing was okay, but I guess after going into college, I lost interest in it. Snagged a bachelor's degree in geology. A master's degree in biology. And a doctorate's degree in paleontology. Came up with the thesis of working dino DNA with technology and passed it onto Anton Mercer who agreed to follow through with my thesis. We went on a few digs while I was still in college. We worked on an island out in the Pacific, not too far from here actually, for two years and eventually the island was lost a year ago in that explosion. And now, I'm here in Reefside teaching science at the local high school."
"Wow. Aren't you a busy bee, Tommy?"
I shrugged. "I guess so." And of course, I was. "But than again, it was also a way to try and stop thinking about you."
She shook her head, saddened. "I don't understand, Tommy. Why?"
At that moment, I couldn't really look at her. Couldn't cling to her as I had done those passed minutes. And I knew it would always turn into one of those open-heart-tell-me-everything-it's-okay kinda conversations. And now, I wasn't sure if I've already said too much, or trying to avoid saying too much. It was too hard to tell.
I looked back at her, who couldn't even look up at me at that moment. "I never stopped thinking about you, Kim. I never really did all those years that we've drifted apart." I said quietly, almost inaudible. "Even when I was with Kat, I was thinking about you. That's why our relationship wasn't really getting anywhere. It was because of you. It was because of me. I wasn't ready to let you go. Try and start another relationship to have it coming crashing it down on me all over again." I knew she didn't really have much to say, as she laid a head on my shoulder. She wanted to hear everything I had left to say. "Don't ever think that she could ever really replace you, Kim. I just wanted her to fit in, and I guess the way I had approached it must have offended you. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to think that I ever forgot about you. I didn't. I never did. I mean, she still holds a special place in my heart. But it's nowhere near where you rank in my heart. And I know she feels a little guilty about trying to take away a love between us."
Kim nodded. "Yeah. I don't know if you know, but it took me awhile to talk to Kat again. But after the funeral we talked and she told me what was going on with you. How you really weren't much for dating in college because you didn't have the time, or you were thinking about me."
I sighed again. "There was only one person who knew me better than myself."
Kim looked back up at me, into my tiger-brown eyes. Melted into them, knowing exactly who I was talking about. "Me?"
I leaned over and planted a light kiss on her lips. "It was always you, Kim. And nothing has ever changed."
She looked away, but couldn't help but pull me into a warm, strong hug.
"Oh, isn't that sweet?" someone said, breaking the moment.
I looked over at the disturbance, knowing that it came from Ethan's mouth. He shrugged as he popped a squat in front of us. Conner following suit. Kira decided to stand, looming behind her ranger counterparts.
I cleared my throat, breaking the embrace. "Do you mind?"
Conner and Ethan could only shrug.
Hayley walked past the group, behind me and Kim. I guess I must have missed it, but she was clearly not happy with their little disturbance either.
She ran a hand across her throat, clearing indicating not to bring up something she was discussing with the teens earlier. I looked back at her, who could wave and smile. "Well, I'm just here to clear the table. Can I get those mugs for you, Tommy?" she grabbed the mugs and walked away.
I got to my feet following her to the counter, pondering what she had told them. "Hayley? Hang on."
Hayley set the mugs on the counter, sighing. She slowly turned to face me. "Look, all I told them was who Kim was and how you wouldn't approve of them saying what they know about the Rangers. Besides, they seem to be wanting to ask you more questions before actually interrogating her."
"Great. Like I don't have enough to worry about." I shook my head. I looked back at her, watching her. Reading her. Trying to figure if that was all she had said. She matched my gaze, making it clear that there was nothing more she had said. "Um...thanks, Hayley."
"Only looking out, Tommy." she pointed a finger at me. "But, you owe me."
I nodded and slowly headed back to the table.
"...wow. I didn't know that." Conner nodded, before looking back at me. "Why didn't you tell us she was going to go out for the Olympics?"
"Was." Kim corrected. "I got hurt doing some flips, and I'm still in the recovery process."
"Man, that's gotta suck." Ethan shook his head.
"No, but she also writes, too." Kira said with a bright smile. "I didn't know she could play the guitar."
"I was trying to teach him," Kim looked at me, smiling, "but I guess he couldn't really make the time with all these side projects."
The teens looked at me, wanting to get answers about that later. I shrugged, hoping they'd forget about it. Or not bring it up at all.
"That's something I want to see." Ethan commented on. "The two of you collaborating on a few songs. I'm sure it'll go platinum. Hey, maybe one of them can be about Dr. O and Trent."
Kira smacked him on the head like a reaction. She appeared embarrassed. "Ethan." I crossed my arms, growing more interested in the conversation. "Kira, I didn't know that you and..."
"We're not." Kira cut me off.
"But she wishes." Conner nodded, a grin on his face.
"I do not." Kira punched him in the shoulder.
"I think that's sweet." Kim spoke up, having every set of eyes turn to her. "I mean, some people do find their true love in high school." she looked directly at me, making me look away slightly flushed.
"Oh, he's blushing." Ethan chuckled, patting me on the arm.
"I am not." I shook my head.
"But than again, it takes awhile for both of them to realize how much they really care and love each other." Kim said, hoping to avert some attention away from me.
Not really. I know they had even more questions to ask me when they would get the chance. Now, to answer them or tell the truth was another thing.
"So, what's the deal? Are you two really a thing or what?" Conner looked between me and Kim.
"Well, we had a big bump in our past. We're hoping to resolve it." Kim was the first to answer.
"Take it slow." I commented, shrugging. "I mean, we're trying to work around re-establishing a friendship, but I assume we've already made it passed that. I just figured it would be best we catch up on a few things before it gets too serious."
"Do we see wedding bells?" Ethan asked.
I looked directly at Kim when the comment was made. Shocked at the rush of the question. We both were. But we did talk about it in high school. But than again, that was high school and times have changed. We seemed to look at each other for a long time, just trying to read what the other was thinking, but there was no conclusion. We looked away, having the teens pondering why there was a long silence after the question was asked. And yes, that was a personal subject, but than again, they always wanted to butt into my personal life.
I was the first to look up, look at each of my students, before looking at Kim. I shrugged. "You never know. There could be. There could be."
She looked at me, meeting me in the eyes. Seeing the sincerity in my eyes. In my answer. Some of the differences were being resolved, but than there were many that still had to be discussed.
"Well, if it's okay with you guys," I clapped my hands together, "I'd like to show Kim around town."
"Hey, it's cool, Dr. O." Conner got to his feet.
"Alone." I said sternly.
"Oh, right. Of course, alone." Conner slowly backed away.
Kim got to her feet, as I came up beside her. "Well, it was nice getting to know you guys."
"And you." Ethan took her hand in a firm handshake, but was pulled into a hug.
He furrowed his eyebrows at me, as I shrugged. I always forgot that Kim could get rather friendly with people. But than again, she was only spreading the love. Peace. But I didn't oppose, as she did the same to Kira.
"Hey, maybe we can catch up some time. It'll be cool." Conner took Kim into a hug. When he didn't let go, I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked at me, seeing the stern glare in my eye. He held up his hands in surrender and backed away. He looked back at Kim. "But hey, ya know, maybe we can get the dirt on Dr. O about his high school days." Conner commented.
"No." I shook my head. "Trust me. You don't want to know."
"I don't know." Kira shrugged. "There are a few things I've been meaning to ask you about those days."
I looked at her, shaking my head again. I know they always wanted the dirt, but was this really necessary?
"Oh, the stories I have to tell." Kim smiled brightly. "Like that one time when he stumbled into the girls'...."
"Hey!" my voice thundered, as I turned bright red. "None of that. No. Not here."
"Dr. Oliver." Ethan shook his head. "I'm disappointed."
"Don't start with me, Ethan." I stated, dominating his wit.
"So, how long do you plan on being in town, Kim?" Kira asked.
Kim shrugged, wrapping her arms around mine, nudging me. "I guess it depends on how long the good ol' doctor and I can get out of each other."
The teens exchanged looks again, but said nothing.
"Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow at school." I stated, as I escorted Kim out the door.
The teens waved, watching as we went a bright smile on each of their faces.
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Hours passed.
Time passed.
I sat on a hill looking out into the harbor, my arms wrapped around Kim's waist in a protective, caring matter.
Families and friends were also in the park. They were sitting, running, playing or doing anything that they could find amusing. Dogs barked happily to frolic and play with their friends and owners. Teenagers used the sidewalks for their bikes, skateboards or roller blades.
Kim eased closer to me, finding a comfy place for her head against my shoulder. "I can see why you like it here. It's nice. It's calm."
"Just a little peace and quiet." I laid a kiss on her head. "But, how long are you planning to stay? I mean, not that it's a bad thing..."
Kim sat up, turning to look at me, sealing my lips with a finger. "I'm not sure. It just depends on how long you want me around. Is this an invite?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. You always liked to be by the ocean either way, but than again you have your life in Florida."
"Yeah, I guess. If you consider that a life anymore, Tommy." she shook her head, before caressing my face. "I miss being close to the old crew. In case you're forgettin', but they're all located here on the West Coast. My family is out here. I miss being with you."
I smiled as she laid a kiss on my lips. "Now, are you sure you want to give up your life in Florida to come stay with me?"
"Aside from going to Greece in the summer to help coach the gymnastics team."
"You never mentioned that." I commented, recalling all the conversing we had done in the passed few days. "But you're gonna go, right? I mean, I thought you said you always wanted to go to Greece?"
"I do, but..."
I brought her face to meet mine, make her look into my eyes. "Go. Don't give me that same excuse you gave me all those years ago about wanting to spend time with me and being skeptical about going out for a dream. I'll be fine. I don't plan on going anywhere in the next few months. Years, if I'm lucky. I like it here in Reefside. And, of course, my home's always open."
"Well, I thought you could come along. Ya know, keep me company." she suggested.
I smiled, laying a kiss on her forehead. ""I'd like to. I want to. But I can't. I got things to do here in Reefside." And yet, I still can't find the strength to tell her the truth. I mean, I did have things to do in Reefside. Like make sure the Ranger team don't do anything stupid. Or hope that Mesogog don't go on some violent rampage through town himself. "I mean, I can't go wrong with you making that offer, Kim–I really appreciate it– but I just can't. I'm still trying to find my place here."
She looked away, nodding. But she was saddened at my last comment. "I was hoping we could spend some free time exploring the city. And all of Europe when it's over."
"I know. I know." I relayed a sad sigh. "I'm sorry. But there's stuff I gotta do."
"Well, than can we make some promises to each other?" she asked, as I nodded in turn. "One: Call each other or perhaps talk through email every other day."
I nodded. "Sure..."
"Two: Be honest with each other, starting now."
I cringed at the sound of that last promise. Honesty was the best policy, but than again stretching the truth could be too if one played their cards right.
She gripped my arm as I nodded obediently. "Three: If something has to be said, don't get mad." she continued, as I nodded. "Four: No cheating. Five: Keep in touch with the others about our situation 'cuz I know how nosy they can be. Six: And you'll promise to take me home once I get off that plane?"
I couldn't help but smile at her last statement, pulling her into another gentle kiss. "I promise."
She smiled and fell into my embrace, finding a comfortable spot in my arms. "So, got anything you want to say? Any dark secrets?"
I let out a sigh. Okay, now, you're pushing me, Kim. That's not cool. It's not funny. And I knew she had made the offer for me to go first. If I didn't, she'd make it harder for me. I sighed, pulling out my wallet, searching for a picture and handed it to her. "Fine. Here's one. I was in the army."
She looked at it for awhile, than turned to me, eyebrows raised. It was taken a few months ago, before I left the service. Before I began to realize my sight was going. It was taken out in Colorado, while I was dressed in my forest army fatigue. She shook her head, laughing. "Yeah right. You in the army? No offense, Tommy, but I thought you were the one who liked to give the orders around here."
"What about the name tag?" I pointed at it. "Does it not say 'Oliver' on it?"
"And it isn't that hard to manipulate a picture either."
"It was taken just a few months ago. Probably a month after the explosion while I was out in Colorado at Ft. Carson." I grumbled, knowing she was going to give me a hard time. I pulled out my keys and thumbed through it, searching out my army dog tags. I handed it to her. "Read that, and do not tell me it's not real."
She turned it over in her hand, testing the durability and accuracy. "'Oliver, Thomas A. 206-093-9473 Catholic AB Positve'" she couldn't help but laugh again. "I'm sorry, but I really don't see you in the army."
I huffed, snatching the keys away. "Fine. Believe what you want. Do I have to go through my closet and show you?"
She shrugged, looking at the pic in her hand. "Maybe. But than again, you're forgettin' that I'm used to seeing you in a Ranger suit."
"That was years ago, Kim. Get with the program. That's just something I can't do anymore." I shook my head. Another white lie.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe. I mean, you really don't look like an army guy. Maybe Marines or Air Force..."
"Tried them both." I shook my head. "Didn't make it, so I went to the Army. I got to the ranks of sergeant, but that was it. I joined on during my freshman and sophomore years in college, but dropped after my thesis came into play. I went back for a few months after the explosion, but had to leave my post of active duty as a soldier due to my eyes. They started to go. But, I still got the chance to boss people around."
"So, you could have been in the Middle East fighting the war right now?"
I nodded. "Probably. I guess I missed trying to do the right thing. Missed being a hero and saving people and all."
"You just love to do that, don't you? Sorta have that role as the leader or call out commands for people to follow."
"If this has to do with the teacher gig, that's a lame excuse." I teased. "But than again, you're not easy to please yourself, Ms. Get-In-My-Way-And- I-Will-Kick-Your-Ass."
She couldn't help but smile, before laying a kiss on my lips. "No, but with every success there is always a reward."
I leaned over and teased her with a gentle blow before laying another kiss on her lips. She placed a hand around the back of my head, pulling me closer as I parted her lips and pulled her deeper into the kiss. The low moans were telling me she didn't disapprove, wanting me to go deeper, if that was possible anymore. She didn't want me to break it. But shortness of breath. Must get air.
I had no choice. She whined as I broke the kiss, catching my breath quietly. I pushed my lips to her cheek. "How about we increase the status of the reward?"
"Slow down. What happened to taking this slow? I've only been in town for three days now." she put a finger to my lips, stopping me from making another move.
I took her hand, laid a kiss in the palm and began to massage it. "You're driving me crazy, Kim. We're not in high school anymore. No parents to tell us what we can and can't do. And just as much as I'm fighting to even think of you in–well, nothing at all—I know you're feeling the same way. It's in the way we kiss. That heat and passion is still there from our high school days. But ya know what, I think we've waited long enough for this moment."
She put a finger to my mouth, but at that moment, I saw the racing beat in her heart. "Not now, Tommy. We still need to talk. I want our first time to be just right. I want it to be something we both can remember."
I groaned. "You're killing me, Kim. But..."
She shook her head, tellling me like a bad dog. "No. No buts. I'm still not convinced we've bridged every single gap between us."
I forced out a sigh, the rushing sickness of heated thoughts clouded my mind. It's not that she was right. But than again, I haven't actually slept with anyone that was a trip. Not that Kat was. I mean, she was. But that was one time. Every other girl I've gone out with since then were only looking for the hidden treasure in my pants. And I guess I got caught up in a few one-night stands, but they weren't long relationships anyways. And yet again, I'm not like most guys who goes around screwing every girl they see. I knew what love was, and right now, it was driving me off the wall. These primitive characteristics had me chained to a fence, but had been cut free and now, friends held me back. Tried to control me.
"So, is that your big secret? Joining the army?" she asked, figuring it best to move on.
I shrugged. "I guess. I mean, what else can I be hiding?"
She turned to look at me. Looked into my alert tiger eyes. Into the shine of the falcon spirit in my heart. Into my soul. But she found nothing. She never felt so lost in them. She just had to accept it. Wait it off, and hope I'd tell her soon.
"So, your turn. What's your secret?" I asked. "Now, I made it clear you can't get mad, right?" she stated.
"Well..." I began.
But before I could finish, she pulled me into a mind-numbing kiss. I relaxed, as she took her turn to deepen the kiss. To go as far as she could go. And the low moans escaping my throat had me obey her every command. Had me on her whim. She broke the kiss when she figured we both needed to catch some air.
She cradled my head in her hands, looking into my eyes. "You can't get mad. You made that promise, remember?"
I nodded like a child agreeing intently for a piece of the action.
"Remember when you came to Florida during Christmas eight years ago?"
I nodded, slowly. Okay, to bring this up now wasn't a good thing.
She looked down for a moment, but forced herself to look up at him. She had to make it as clear as possible. "Well, if you remember in the letter..." she paused as she saw me cringe at those words. She was trying to fight back some tears, but it didn't go away. "But I never told you this. And up to this point, I really didn't want to tell you, but I think you should know something." My eyes widened as she took my hands in hers. "But over Thanksgiving Break I couldn't go home. I mean, I would have told you, but I didn't really want to break your heart about me not being able to make it. But I know you remember that I met a guy in Florida and things happened, Tommy. I just don't know how. But they did." I looked up at her, the tears begin to welt in my eyes, figuring what might have come next. But by now, the tears had escaped hers, streaming down her face like waterfalls.
I dropped my head, pushing myself away. "No. No. Don't say it." "Tommy, please." she grabbed my arm. "But I do in fact have a confession. I slept with Carl that night. That night on Thanksgiving."
I looked away, knowing it had to come some time. But that never felt so painful. My heart dropped to the ground. No, it was below the ground and dirt. It was at the core of the Earth. I tried to force air into my lungs, but could find nothing there. My stomach churned. My mind screamed in pain. "And it took you this long to tell me this?" I looked at her, glaring. "Of all days, today to make that confession?" She shook her head in dismay. "I can't believe it. What about that Christmas? Did that mean anything to you?"
She didn't answer.
I got to my feet, unsure what else left to do. Though my heart must have reached China by now, it seemed to forgive. But the rest of me never felt so crushed or so small. I began to walk away, but Kim was on me like a kid clung to their dad after a scary dream. She wasn't going to let me go.
"Tommy, please," she dropped to her knees, making me stop again. "I can't afford to lose you again. Not now. Not after all that's happened. And again, I made the mistake to not tell you, but now you know, Tommy. Now, you know."
I shook my head. "Yeah. I know. But this isn't what I had in mind about being honest. To have my heart be crushed again. No more lies, Kim!"
"That wasn't a lie, Tommy. It was the truth. I did sleep with Carl. But that Christmas was all about you. No one else. It was just you and me. And after the Globals, I never saw him again."
"Good. That bastard screwed up your mind." I stated.
"And that's where you come in to fix it." she said with a smile.
But I couldn't smile back. I looked away, trying to avoiding pushing leering eyes at her. "I don't know. I just don't know if I'm capable of love again, Kim. To tell you honestly. I''m not who I was all those years ago."
"If something is wrong, tell me."
I shook my head. "I can't. I need some time to think this over. I'm sorry, Kim."
I turned away, and didn't look back. At that moment, I couldn't. I never felt this much pain. The letter hurt. But this was every painful image I could imagine. Knives being thrown. Gunshots going off. Attacks by animals. Shards of glass cutting my skin. Every torment possible seemed to run through my pains. And though, she had admitted it and said it in person, it never hurt so much.
I guess I now know why she had done it in a letter. But never could I expect so much pain until now. It was beyond bleeding. But it was beyond dead, but of the undead that must live with pain their entire life.
Love. It's not supposed to be like this. But than again, it's full of challenges that must get conquered by both people.
TO BE CONTINUED.............
A/N: Uh-oh! Looks like Tommy just found out what broke up their relationship years ago. And they just hit another bump. What's going to happen now? Will he take her back, or will he throw her away? And will he tell her his deep dark secret he still holds in his heart? Find out soon.
Summary: Tommy spends time with Kimberly. Hayley informs the other Rangers of their connection. But how long will it be before Kim finds out the truth? And what will Tommy do now that he knows what caused their break up eight years ago?
Disclaimer: Power Rangers belongs and will always belong to Saban Entertainment, BVS Entertainment Inc., Renaissance Atlantic Entertainment, Village Roadshow KP Producations Limited, ABC Kids, ABC Family and Disney. And to all other affiliates with the Power Rangers concept (ie. Sentai–the original Power Rangers). And, yes, before I forget, the main title of the story does tie in with Hoobastank's "The Reason". Gotta give you guys credit, so don't sue me, please!
"How long will it take for the truth to be revealed? And is it best to be kept under wraps or spoken when not every truth is revealed?" –Eclyptyk Neo
Hours passed.
I began to pace around the living room, trying to figure out if the temptations were good or bad. I had papers to grade, but every time I picked up that red pen, I couldn't stop thinking about Kim. Just the urgency to hear her voice was driving me crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about the many kisses we shared only a few hours ago. They were a relief off of my shoulder. I didn't have to worry about anything when she was around. That's how it was. That's how it felt now. And right now, I never felt so happy. The contact we made in over the last eight years, was like we never left each other's arms. Damn, Kim. You still have that charm with me.
I slammed the phone against the palm of my free hand, collapsing on the couch. "Just call her, Tommy." I told myself. "'She's probably waiting for your call, anyways. Just tell her you can't stop thinking about her and you just wanted to hear her voice before you went to bed."
I looked at my watch, shrugging. 10:15pm. It can't be that late, can it?
I forced out a breath, and quickly dialed the number and pushed the receiver to my ear.
The phone rang once. Then twice. Then another.
I was about to hang up the phone, when I heard the receiver click and someone answered the phone.
"Hello?" a gentle voice came over the phone.
Just hearing that simple word sent a warm feeling down my spine. "Hey, stranger. Guess who?"
Kim seemed offended, scoffing. "So, now, I'm a stranger to you?"
I chuckled. "Sorry. That's how I usually greet people on the phone." I licked my lips and took a gulp from the beer I snagged earlier. "Hope I'm not calling too late, Kim. Just thought I could hear your voice before I go to bed."
She smiled, widely. "Funny. I was thinking the same thing, too. I just figured you'd be the first to make the call."
"Well, I guess so." I shrugged.
"So, how are you?"
"Hardly thinking straight." I admitted. "I guess those past few hours are still pretty fresh in my mind."
"It was nice, Tommy. We haven't done that since we were in high school."
"Yeah, those were the good ol' days. I mean, being a teacher is really no fun when you can't have the love of your life here to tuck you in."
"It's late, baby. I wouldn't mind coming over, but I'm beat."
I let out a disappointed sigh. "Then maybe I should come by your place."
"No. You're tired. I know that sound in your voice. I don't want you to fall asleep behind the wheel. Besides, you got school tomorrow."
I covered my mouth, yawning. "No, I'm not. Don't be silly."
"Get some sleep, Tommy. Maybe I'll come by tomorrow."
"I'd like that." I took another drink, smiling. "Hey, why don't you stop by after school, or something? I could show you around town."
"Maybe." she shrugged with her voice. "But maybe you can show me some other things, too."
I figured she had a devilish grin on her face after that last comment, because I could feel my muscles tighten as she said that. And a certain organ was feeling a little harder than usual. "Like what things?"
"You'll have to wait and see, now, won't you?"
I groaned, hating these guessing games she loved to play with me. Let alone, having me guess at this age wasn't really in the manual to keeping these feelings and emotions under wraps. "How are you gonna play me like that, Kim? I thought our high school days were behind us."
"But you always loved surprises." her voice grew low and sultry.
I laid on the couch, looking at the ceiling, groaning again. "Man, Kim, the things I just want to do to you, right now. Or the things I want you to do to me. Hell, you have no idea what's going on in my mind...." "Slow down, tiger. I thought we wanted to take this slow."
"I don't recall us signing a contract on that."
"Trust me, Tommy. It's for the best."
I forced out a sigh, smiling lightly. I had to agree with her. If we wanted this to work out, we'd put something like sex aside and focus more on re-established a better bond as friends. Than lovers. But I hated when she was right, even as the years went by. She still was. And I just didn't want to destroy what chances I had with her again. "All right. You win."
"I know." she smiled. "But it's late. You need your rest."
"No. No." I shook my head, sitting upright. "It's cool. I'm fine. I wanna hear your voice, Kim."
Kim couldn't help but smile. "That's sweet, Tommy. Really, it is, but you need to get some sleep. You're always cranky when you never get enough sleep. And I don't think your students like to come to school with a cranky teacher, especially you."
I sighed, nodding. "Well, all right. I'll let you go. We can talk more tomorrow."
"Can't wait. Good night, Tommy."
"Night, Kim." I hung up the phone and retreated to my room to get to bed.
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Next day. After school.
I pulled into a parking space outside the lobby to the Holiday Inn where Kim was staying at. I figured it would be best to just come by instead of her going clear across town, wasting gas. With gas prices, it was insane. She took the offer, waiting in the lobby as I entered.
She called out my name, running over to come crashing into my arms. Not that I was expecting it, but for 115lbs of her it was a surprise. I mean, after her kicking major ass yesterday, I figured she could kick my butt with no hesitation if she had to. Not that it would ever come down to that, but I guess you never know with some people. Point taking from a guy who didn't expect to be back in uniform at the age of 26.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Hey, Kim. I missed you. How was your day?"
"It was okay, but I missed you, too." she returned the gesture by planted a kiss to my lips. "It seems like you made it through the day fine."
I smiled a half-grin. "Yeah. I guess. But it wasn't easy when everywhere I looked, all I could think about was us."
She nodded slowly. "Looks like my charm still works."
I released her from the hug and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yeah, I guess so. You ready to go?"
She nodded, again pulling me forward.
We headed out of the lobby and to the jeep.
The drive was silent for the most part, aside from the radio playing in the background. Kim's eyes danced about at the buildings and cars as they passed by. I was more focused on the driving. I don't think it would have been cool to think about other things and end up leading us on a trip to the hospital. Not the best way I want to spend my time with her here. I shifted the jeep down as it came to a stop at a red light. For some time, Kim looked at the hand clenched to the clutch. The sprained hand that she had caused. She hesitated, as I came to notice her glance at it. But she didn't seem to notice as she gently placed her hand over it.
I let out a wince at the little pain that escaped as she placed her hand on mine. But I didn't seem to disapprove. I looked up at her and smiled. She returned the gesture.
Just start off slow. Let it work its way back up to where we were juniors back in high school. Just don't wait too long, Tommy. Don't wait too long.
Minutes passed.
I came to a stop, putting the jeep into park and turning off the engine. I looked back at Kim noticing the confused look on her face. "You thirsty?"
She nodded slowly.
"C'mon, it's all right. It may be a teen hang-out, but the owner is a friend of mine. And she makes some really good smoothies and cappuccinos."
Kim raised an eyebrow, jealousy settling in. "I'm sorry, did you just say 'she'?"
I shook my head. "It's not what you think. We went to the same college. And besides, she helped me settle down here in Reefside."
She looked away again, a stern upset, look on her face. I sighed and laid a kiss on her lips. She cradled my head in her hands and laid a kiss on my lips, too. "Okay, I believe you."
"C'mon." I directed her into the building.
The place looked busy as teenagers came and went between their normal activities of computer work and the counter. Employees followed suit, tending to the customers and their requests. Hayley was behind the counter making the concoctions ordered up by the teenagers. "It's sorta a blend of Orange Julius and Starbuck's combined with the 22nd Century hype of computers." I filled in the gaps.
She nodded. "Wow. Well, I never would have thought you'd become some computer geek, Tommy."
I shrugged. "Be careful how you say that. My friend is sort of a computer genius."
"Where is she?"
"The one behind the counter. But most of my students come by here just to chill. And there's actually a few independent singers that go and perform on that stage over there." I pointed to the rising stage at the other end of the room.
Hayley came around the counter, seeing my familiar face among the crowd. She greeted me with a wave as she walked over to me. "Hey, Tom. How ya doing? What brings you down?"
I shrugged absently. "Just thought I could catch a drink." I turned her toward the table, at the petite form sitting there looking at the laptop. "And introduce you to someone. Hayley, this is..."
"...the infamous Kim." she finished, slowly holding out her hand.
My eyes widened at her comment.
Kim looked up, shocked at the red-haired woman's last comment, getting to her feet. "I'm sorry?"
I groaned quietly, hoping this little female feud wouldn't get ugly. "Kim, this is Hayley. Hayley, this is Kim. We were college buddies.."
"Oh, so you're Hayley?" Kim took the other woman's hand, meeting her stern gaze.
"So, you've heard about me?" Hayley matched her defense.
I looked at them again, feeling the bad vibes rubbing off each of them as they slowly broke the gesture.
"I might have." Kim managed a smile.
I cut between the two of them before Hayley had a chance to make another comment. "Well, okay. Now, that you're acquainted with each other.... Hayley, can I talk to you for a second?"
Hayley turned away, not needing to be told twice about my request. She headed for the counter. I followed close behind her, relaying a sigh as I got to the counter.
"How could you bring her here, Tommy?" She asked behind clenched teeth.
"I don't understand. I thought you wanted to meet her."
"I did, but not now. Not right now. I mean, there are a lot of things we both need to worry about. And I know how you told me that she was the one person who knew you best, but in case you haven't noticed,Tommy, she was also the one who left you in a mindless zombie state in college."
I dropped my head, looking back at the preoccupied petite woman in pink. "Look, I know. But, I'm trying. I'm trying, okay? I'm hoping that we could get on good grounds, again. I lost her once, and I don't want to lose her again."
Hayley leaned up against the counter, looking directly at me. "If you do, make sure it's what you want. Do you still love her, Tommy?"
I peered over my shoulder again. Looked back at the woman I didn't want to hurt again. "I don't know." I heard myself say. And I really didn't.
"You don't know?! You guys haven't seen each other in nearly eight years, Tommy." she held up a hand before I got the chance to say anything to her. "At the funeral, you couldn't even look at each other. And do you think that now, will make a difference? She's been in town for only three days, Tommy. You can't assume that this will last forever."
"I don't know, okay? I don't, Hayley, but I'm–hey, wait, you knew she was in town?"
"Jason informed me about her visit." she shrugged. "It isn't every day you have an ex-Ranger, let alone ex-girlfriend, come into town. So did Ethan."
I dropped my head, forcing out a breath.
"Relax. That's all I know. Besides, it was killing Ethan for not saying anything. But what I want to know is have you told her your connection with the new Ranger team yet?"
I looked back at Kim, who saw me and smiled. I smiled back, and looked back at Hayley. "No. I can't."
"You have to tell her, Tommy. If I have this right, she is the only former ranger out of your old crew who doesn't know that you're back in uniform."
"She doesn't need to know." I shook my head.
"Why not?"
"She doesn't need to know about that part of my life," I said behind leering eyes. I didn't want Hayley to push me, but she was. And she was right. I had to tell Kim, eventually. Just not now.
She matched my wit. "And what are you going to tell the team about her? Because I figured she won't be leaving until she gets the whole story." I dropped my head again. Enough had been said. I didn't want to hear her accusations anymore. She had the upper hand in this situation, and I didn't like it one bit. But than again, she always had my back, too. That's what friends do. They look out for each other. And that was what she was doing. I left without saying another word, collapsing on the chair beside Kim.
She looked at me with some confusion. Putting a kiss on my lips, hoping to cheer me up. It really didn't. "What's wrong?"
"You know Hayley?"
"Well, not meeting her, no. But I've heard a few things from Jason."
"And he just likes to talk a whole lot of bull. We're just friends, Kim. Nothing more. She helped me get settled down in college, and in return, I ended up helping her get this place started."
She nodded. "Okay. I figured going to you would be the better source. I know Jason just loves to throw me off about some things."
A teenager with khakis and a white flannel walked over to us, pen and paper in hand. He greeted us with a nod. "Hey, Dr. O, can I get you guys anything?" Trent asked.
"Oh, hey Trent." I nodded a greeting. "Just the usual for both of us."
He nodded firmly. "All right. Two mochaccinos, coming up."
"Oh, before I forget." I stopped him before he left. "I may not have been clear about the greeting yesterday, but Trent, this is Kim. Kim, this is Trent. We went to high school together."
Trent took Kim's hand in a gentle greeting. "Angel Grove High? Yeah, I heard that was a nice school."
I nodded. Kim followed in turn.
"So, what brings you into town? I mean, I know you said you were an athletic trainer and everything, but I really don't see it."
"Well, I'm involved with gymnastics, also. At least I did. I'm still recovering from my hamstring injury. But I am a certified athletic trainer, too."
"Well, I'm sorry about your leg. But you're all right?"
"Yeah," she smiled. "I don't know if your teacher ever told you guys, but did you know he was a world class martial artist in a martial arts competition for five years running?"
I didn't expect her to bring that up, or realizing that I was doing those things. But I couldn't oppose, when it was true.
"No, actually. He never mentioned that to us." he shook his head. "Yet, I do recall him kicking some major tail when those weird dino guys came into town a couple months back. And that little incident on the highway. But that's cool. I'm actually taking a few classes right now."
"Yeah?" she grew interested. "Maybe you can have Tommy, here, teach you a few things. He's a good teacher. But yeah, I just thought I'd stop by and see him demonstrate a few more moves. See if he still gots it in him."
I shook my head. "She wants to set bragging rights for what I used to do. I mean, with teaching science and everything I don't have the time for it anymore. I'll be lucky if I ever get time to practice it like I used to."
Trent nodded, pushing open a smile. "Well, that's cool. But, hey, I gotta get back to work. But I'll be back with your drinks."
"Thanks, Trent." I called out as he walked off. I looked back at Kim slightly annoyed.
"What?" she saw the upset look on my face.
"Now, you're gonna tell the whole world about my martial arts championships?"
"Just thought he'd like to know." Kim wrapped an arm around me. "He looks like a fighter. Kinda cute for a guy his age. He seems nice."
"He is. One of the brightest in the class." I commented, recalling his good grades and transcript. He was a smart student. One of the top 5% of the class. Now, if only I could get Ethan and Conner to meet their potential. "It's strange to think that his father is Anton Mercer."
"The guy you were working your experiments with?" she asked, as I nodded. "I read some article in the Popular Science Magazine about you guys, and he doesn't look..."
"Mercer took Trent in as his own son after his own biological parents got trapped in a cave-in a few years ago," I filled in the gaps. "He's just sort of that demanding father figure pushing Trent to do things he doesn't want to do."
"Well, that's good, I guess. Just being a father and everything. I can see how you can relate to him," she commented.
I nodded slowly, realizing what she was saying. I lost my biological parents at the age of 4, and got adopted a few years later. But then again, my adoptive parents were nowhere near how Anton treated Trent. I just never really thought about that, until Kim brought it up. And I guess I have more respect for both Anton and Trent. I worked with Anton before, and I know how he works. Trent was a student of mine, and a bright one, too.
"But, I can't help but look at this Anton character and imagine him raising a son. Not the way he looks." she shivered as she made the comment.
I shrugged again. "I worked with the guy for nearly two years. And he can be somewhat of a lunatic at times, but he's a great guy. It's not every day you get the chance to work with a multi-million dollar scientist and learn something out of it, also. But than again, I thought I was the only survivor from the explosion on the island, but I guess I was wrong."
"I heard about that. No one still knows what exactly happened."
"Yeah." I said, sadly. "Most of my work got lost in the explosion. But I'm fine. I'm alive and kickin' it. And I guess that's all that really matters."
She clung to me, glad to see I still had a sense of humor. I knew that she didn't want me to lose that charm. It was always that characteristic that cheered her up. Bringing a sad/bad situation down with a laugh.
Trent returned with the drinks, but couldn't stay to ask more questions due to an incident at another table.
I took a small sip from one of the mugs, and looked at the laptop stationed in front of Kim. "What are you looking at?"
She turned it toward me, revealing a site devoted to the new ranger team. Photos weren't accurate. There was a leg, an arm, the back of one ranger's suit, shadowed pics of the team. Nothing all too clear. All except one, housing all four members taken from a balcony, as I could conclude from the angle. Red. Blue. Yellow. Black.
"Just thought I'd see how close people have gotten through the years." she shrugged.
I held my breath, recalling she hadn't seen the Black Ranger in action yet. Hopefully she won't have to bring that up. "Well, it's nothing new. Still can't get any good shots or perhaps an identity."
"Yeah I guess. But ya know what, I don't recall seeing the Black Ranger yesterday." she noted, pointing at the screen. Pointing at my incognito self, as I felt the jab to my chest as she pointed at the picture. "Ya know, I think you'd look really nice in that one. I mean, not that green or white ever really worked out for you. I couldn't really complain about any color you wore. You always knew how to wear the suit well."
I cleared my throat, hoping she didn't notice my uneasiness, taking another drink from my mug. "I don't know. Honestly, I've been so busy with teaching and re-collecting some of my research to really notice they're there." Good save, Tommy. Just keep it coming. I mean, it's not that I wanted her to know, she just wasn't ready to face that truth yet. "You're just not going to give up on this, are you?"
"I just want to know if they're in good hands."
"I'm sure they are. And if their mentor was here, he'd probably say that they've been doing a great job."
"He?" she looked at me, with confusion.
"Or she would say their doing a great job." I said quickly. "I mean, I don't know. But I'll admit, I do miss those days."
"Yeah." she sighed. "We were a great team. All of us."
She laid her head on my arm, as I relaxed again under the close call. I guess I knew how Ethan was feeling right now. Just give it time, Ethan. When the time is right, it'll come. Speaking of Ethan, guess who just walked right in with Conner and Kira. Yeah, that would be Ethan. Being it as rangers, always sticking by each other. That never grew old. And it just made a better friendship among the three, especially since they were all from different worlds. I gave them credit for making it this far. I mean, yeah, it's never easy. Never was. The transition between powers and seeing people come and go. That never goes away, but the friendships made on the team were a lifetime. I knew that. We all did. Anyone set to be a ranger, whether we wanted to become one or not.
They spotted me quickly and walked over, a light smile on all of their faces.
"Hey guys." I nodded a greeting. "What's up? You guys remember Kim, don't you?"
"Yeah." Conner was the first to speak, holding out his hand. "How could I forget such a pretty face?"
Kim blushed, taking his hand. "Conner, is it? How could I forget that boyish charm?"
"Yeah, that would be me." He blushed, forcing out a smile.
"And Kira and Ethan." she took the other two student's hands in turn.
I looked at Ethan, seeing the shakiness in how he stood. He hadn't said anything to the other two, but he didn't mention a whole lot to Hayley, if I recalled. It was driving him crazy. But it was also driving me crazy to hold this deep dark secret from Kim. But I knew Ethan wouldn't burst the bubble with all these people around. Neither could I.
"So, what are you guys doing here? Just chillin' or something?" Kira asked.
"For the time being." I nodded.
Hayley popped up behind us, nearly scaring me as she said the same thing. "For the time being. But, can I talk to you three for just a second?"
Kim looked at the gesture made by the red-haired woman with interest. I looked at her, figuring she thought Hayley's gesture was rude. I didn't. I was glad that Hayley had my back the way she did. She did know all. And my intelligence level was nowhere near hers. That much was clear. Without her, I don't even think the Rangers would be able to morph. I relaxed as the owner of the place directed the three teens away from us. Hayley looked back at me, a simple wink came to her face.
Thank you, Hayley. I owe you. Actually, I owe you big time about a lot of things, but I'm still working on making a debt list.
"So, are you always this friendly around your students? If I remember, you were Mr. Harsh-Teacher yesterday." she commented.
I shook my head, shrugging. "What can I say? For those that are brave enough to approach me out of school will see another side of me. But, I still am pretty well-rounded amongst the teachers and students at the school. Plus, it keeps them out of my life."
"Which life?" she grew concern.
"Hey, relax, Kim. Not that side about me kicking some major alien tail, just the other stuff. My race track days. College life. Love interest. Whatever they've heard about my research. The martial arts competitions I participated in. Sometimes, I wonder how they can manage to find stuff on me." "Well, I guess you're somewhat of a regular celebrity, if you think about it, Tommy." She smiled. "And I have read a few articles regarding a certain martial arts master or a scientist interested in paleontology. And it has them just as curious as me." I looked at her with some confusion, as she ran a hand down the back of my head. "What have you been up to in the past eight years?"
I forced out a sigh. Damn. I knew this had to come up again, didn't it? "Well, for one, I was trying to get over you." I admitted, before looking back into her eyes. "But, of course, that didn't work. I mean, racing was okay, but I guess after going into college, I lost interest in it. Snagged a bachelor's degree in geology. A master's degree in biology. And a doctorate's degree in paleontology. Came up with the thesis of working dino DNA with technology and passed it onto Anton Mercer who agreed to follow through with my thesis. We went on a few digs while I was still in college. We worked on an island out in the Pacific, not too far from here actually, for two years and eventually the island was lost a year ago in that explosion. And now, I'm here in Reefside teaching science at the local high school."
"Wow. Aren't you a busy bee, Tommy?"
I shrugged. "I guess so." And of course, I was. "But than again, it was also a way to try and stop thinking about you."
She shook her head, saddened. "I don't understand, Tommy. Why?"
At that moment, I couldn't really look at her. Couldn't cling to her as I had done those passed minutes. And I knew it would always turn into one of those open-heart-tell-me-everything-it's-okay kinda conversations. And now, I wasn't sure if I've already said too much, or trying to avoid saying too much. It was too hard to tell.
I looked back at her, who couldn't even look up at me at that moment. "I never stopped thinking about you, Kim. I never really did all those years that we've drifted apart." I said quietly, almost inaudible. "Even when I was with Kat, I was thinking about you. That's why our relationship wasn't really getting anywhere. It was because of you. It was because of me. I wasn't ready to let you go. Try and start another relationship to have it coming crashing it down on me all over again." I knew she didn't really have much to say, as she laid a head on my shoulder. She wanted to hear everything I had left to say. "Don't ever think that she could ever really replace you, Kim. I just wanted her to fit in, and I guess the way I had approached it must have offended you. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to think that I ever forgot about you. I didn't. I never did. I mean, she still holds a special place in my heart. But it's nowhere near where you rank in my heart. And I know she feels a little guilty about trying to take away a love between us."
Kim nodded. "Yeah. I don't know if you know, but it took me awhile to talk to Kat again. But after the funeral we talked and she told me what was going on with you. How you really weren't much for dating in college because you didn't have the time, or you were thinking about me."
I sighed again. "There was only one person who knew me better than myself."
Kim looked back up at me, into my tiger-brown eyes. Melted into them, knowing exactly who I was talking about. "Me?"
I leaned over and planted a light kiss on her lips. "It was always you, Kim. And nothing has ever changed."
She looked away, but couldn't help but pull me into a warm, strong hug.
"Oh, isn't that sweet?" someone said, breaking the moment.
I looked over at the disturbance, knowing that it came from Ethan's mouth. He shrugged as he popped a squat in front of us. Conner following suit. Kira decided to stand, looming behind her ranger counterparts.
I cleared my throat, breaking the embrace. "Do you mind?"
Conner and Ethan could only shrug.
Hayley walked past the group, behind me and Kim. I guess I must have missed it, but she was clearly not happy with their little disturbance either.
She ran a hand across her throat, clearing indicating not to bring up something she was discussing with the teens earlier. I looked back at her, who could wave and smile. "Well, I'm just here to clear the table. Can I get those mugs for you, Tommy?" she grabbed the mugs and walked away.
I got to my feet following her to the counter, pondering what she had told them. "Hayley? Hang on."
Hayley set the mugs on the counter, sighing. She slowly turned to face me. "Look, all I told them was who Kim was and how you wouldn't approve of them saying what they know about the Rangers. Besides, they seem to be wanting to ask you more questions before actually interrogating her."
"Great. Like I don't have enough to worry about." I shook my head. I looked back at her, watching her. Reading her. Trying to figure if that was all she had said. She matched my gaze, making it clear that there was nothing more she had said. "Um...thanks, Hayley."
"Only looking out, Tommy." she pointed a finger at me. "But, you owe me."
I nodded and slowly headed back to the table.
"...wow. I didn't know that." Conner nodded, before looking back at me. "Why didn't you tell us she was going to go out for the Olympics?"
"Was." Kim corrected. "I got hurt doing some flips, and I'm still in the recovery process."
"Man, that's gotta suck." Ethan shook his head.
"No, but she also writes, too." Kira said with a bright smile. "I didn't know she could play the guitar."
"I was trying to teach him," Kim looked at me, smiling, "but I guess he couldn't really make the time with all these side projects."
The teens looked at me, wanting to get answers about that later. I shrugged, hoping they'd forget about it. Or not bring it up at all.
"That's something I want to see." Ethan commented on. "The two of you collaborating on a few songs. I'm sure it'll go platinum. Hey, maybe one of them can be about Dr. O and Trent."
Kira smacked him on the head like a reaction. She appeared embarrassed. "Ethan." I crossed my arms, growing more interested in the conversation. "Kira, I didn't know that you and..."
"We're not." Kira cut me off.
"But she wishes." Conner nodded, a grin on his face.
"I do not." Kira punched him in the shoulder.
"I think that's sweet." Kim spoke up, having every set of eyes turn to her. "I mean, some people do find their true love in high school." she looked directly at me, making me look away slightly flushed.
"Oh, he's blushing." Ethan chuckled, patting me on the arm.
"I am not." I shook my head.
"But than again, it takes awhile for both of them to realize how much they really care and love each other." Kim said, hoping to avert some attention away from me.
Not really. I know they had even more questions to ask me when they would get the chance. Now, to answer them or tell the truth was another thing.
"So, what's the deal? Are you two really a thing or what?" Conner looked between me and Kim.
"Well, we had a big bump in our past. We're hoping to resolve it." Kim was the first to answer.
"Take it slow." I commented, shrugging. "I mean, we're trying to work around re-establishing a friendship, but I assume we've already made it passed that. I just figured it would be best we catch up on a few things before it gets too serious."
"Do we see wedding bells?" Ethan asked.
I looked directly at Kim when the comment was made. Shocked at the rush of the question. We both were. But we did talk about it in high school. But than again, that was high school and times have changed. We seemed to look at each other for a long time, just trying to read what the other was thinking, but there was no conclusion. We looked away, having the teens pondering why there was a long silence after the question was asked. And yes, that was a personal subject, but than again, they always wanted to butt into my personal life.
I was the first to look up, look at each of my students, before looking at Kim. I shrugged. "You never know. There could be. There could be."
She looked at me, meeting me in the eyes. Seeing the sincerity in my eyes. In my answer. Some of the differences were being resolved, but than there were many that still had to be discussed.
"Well, if it's okay with you guys," I clapped my hands together, "I'd like to show Kim around town."
"Hey, it's cool, Dr. O." Conner got to his feet.
"Alone." I said sternly.
"Oh, right. Of course, alone." Conner slowly backed away.
Kim got to her feet, as I came up beside her. "Well, it was nice getting to know you guys."
"And you." Ethan took her hand in a firm handshake, but was pulled into a hug.
He furrowed his eyebrows at me, as I shrugged. I always forgot that Kim could get rather friendly with people. But than again, she was only spreading the love. Peace. But I didn't oppose, as she did the same to Kira.
"Hey, maybe we can catch up some time. It'll be cool." Conner took Kim into a hug. When he didn't let go, I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked at me, seeing the stern glare in my eye. He held up his hands in surrender and backed away. He looked back at Kim. "But hey, ya know, maybe we can get the dirt on Dr. O about his high school days." Conner commented.
"No." I shook my head. "Trust me. You don't want to know."
"I don't know." Kira shrugged. "There are a few things I've been meaning to ask you about those days."
I looked at her, shaking my head again. I know they always wanted the dirt, but was this really necessary?
"Oh, the stories I have to tell." Kim smiled brightly. "Like that one time when he stumbled into the girls'...."
"Hey!" my voice thundered, as I turned bright red. "None of that. No. Not here."
"Dr. Oliver." Ethan shook his head. "I'm disappointed."
"Don't start with me, Ethan." I stated, dominating his wit.
"So, how long do you plan on being in town, Kim?" Kira asked.
Kim shrugged, wrapping her arms around mine, nudging me. "I guess it depends on how long the good ol' doctor and I can get out of each other."
The teens exchanged looks again, but said nothing.
"Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow at school." I stated, as I escorted Kim out the door.
The teens waved, watching as we went a bright smile on each of their faces.
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Hours passed.
Time passed.
I sat on a hill looking out into the harbor, my arms wrapped around Kim's waist in a protective, caring matter.
Families and friends were also in the park. They were sitting, running, playing or doing anything that they could find amusing. Dogs barked happily to frolic and play with their friends and owners. Teenagers used the sidewalks for their bikes, skateboards or roller blades.
Kim eased closer to me, finding a comfy place for her head against my shoulder. "I can see why you like it here. It's nice. It's calm."
"Just a little peace and quiet." I laid a kiss on her head. "But, how long are you planning to stay? I mean, not that it's a bad thing..."
Kim sat up, turning to look at me, sealing my lips with a finger. "I'm not sure. It just depends on how long you want me around. Is this an invite?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. You always liked to be by the ocean either way, but than again you have your life in Florida."
"Yeah, I guess. If you consider that a life anymore, Tommy." she shook her head, before caressing my face. "I miss being close to the old crew. In case you're forgettin', but they're all located here on the West Coast. My family is out here. I miss being with you."
I smiled as she laid a kiss on my lips. "Now, are you sure you want to give up your life in Florida to come stay with me?"
"Aside from going to Greece in the summer to help coach the gymnastics team."
"You never mentioned that." I commented, recalling all the conversing we had done in the passed few days. "But you're gonna go, right? I mean, I thought you said you always wanted to go to Greece?"
"I do, but..."
I brought her face to meet mine, make her look into my eyes. "Go. Don't give me that same excuse you gave me all those years ago about wanting to spend time with me and being skeptical about going out for a dream. I'll be fine. I don't plan on going anywhere in the next few months. Years, if I'm lucky. I like it here in Reefside. And, of course, my home's always open."
"Well, I thought you could come along. Ya know, keep me company." she suggested.
I smiled, laying a kiss on her forehead. ""I'd like to. I want to. But I can't. I got things to do here in Reefside." And yet, I still can't find the strength to tell her the truth. I mean, I did have things to do in Reefside. Like make sure the Ranger team don't do anything stupid. Or hope that Mesogog don't go on some violent rampage through town himself. "I mean, I can't go wrong with you making that offer, Kim–I really appreciate it– but I just can't. I'm still trying to find my place here."
She looked away, nodding. But she was saddened at my last comment. "I was hoping we could spend some free time exploring the city. And all of Europe when it's over."
"I know. I know." I relayed a sad sigh. "I'm sorry. But there's stuff I gotta do."
"Well, than can we make some promises to each other?" she asked, as I nodded in turn. "One: Call each other or perhaps talk through email every other day."
I nodded. "Sure..."
"Two: Be honest with each other, starting now."
I cringed at the sound of that last promise. Honesty was the best policy, but than again stretching the truth could be too if one played their cards right.
She gripped my arm as I nodded obediently. "Three: If something has to be said, don't get mad." she continued, as I nodded. "Four: No cheating. Five: Keep in touch with the others about our situation 'cuz I know how nosy they can be. Six: And you'll promise to take me home once I get off that plane?"
I couldn't help but smile at her last statement, pulling her into another gentle kiss. "I promise."
She smiled and fell into my embrace, finding a comfortable spot in my arms. "So, got anything you want to say? Any dark secrets?"
I let out a sigh. Okay, now, you're pushing me, Kim. That's not cool. It's not funny. And I knew she had made the offer for me to go first. If I didn't, she'd make it harder for me. I sighed, pulling out my wallet, searching for a picture and handed it to her. "Fine. Here's one. I was in the army."
She looked at it for awhile, than turned to me, eyebrows raised. It was taken a few months ago, before I left the service. Before I began to realize my sight was going. It was taken out in Colorado, while I was dressed in my forest army fatigue. She shook her head, laughing. "Yeah right. You in the army? No offense, Tommy, but I thought you were the one who liked to give the orders around here."
"What about the name tag?" I pointed at it. "Does it not say 'Oliver' on it?"
"And it isn't that hard to manipulate a picture either."
"It was taken just a few months ago. Probably a month after the explosion while I was out in Colorado at Ft. Carson." I grumbled, knowing she was going to give me a hard time. I pulled out my keys and thumbed through it, searching out my army dog tags. I handed it to her. "Read that, and do not tell me it's not real."
She turned it over in her hand, testing the durability and accuracy. "'Oliver, Thomas A. 206-093-9473 Catholic AB Positve'" she couldn't help but laugh again. "I'm sorry, but I really don't see you in the army."
I huffed, snatching the keys away. "Fine. Believe what you want. Do I have to go through my closet and show you?"
She shrugged, looking at the pic in her hand. "Maybe. But than again, you're forgettin' that I'm used to seeing you in a Ranger suit."
"That was years ago, Kim. Get with the program. That's just something I can't do anymore." I shook my head. Another white lie.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe. I mean, you really don't look like an army guy. Maybe Marines or Air Force..."
"Tried them both." I shook my head. "Didn't make it, so I went to the Army. I got to the ranks of sergeant, but that was it. I joined on during my freshman and sophomore years in college, but dropped after my thesis came into play. I went back for a few months after the explosion, but had to leave my post of active duty as a soldier due to my eyes. They started to go. But, I still got the chance to boss people around."
"So, you could have been in the Middle East fighting the war right now?"
I nodded. "Probably. I guess I missed trying to do the right thing. Missed being a hero and saving people and all."
"You just love to do that, don't you? Sorta have that role as the leader or call out commands for people to follow."
"If this has to do with the teacher gig, that's a lame excuse." I teased. "But than again, you're not easy to please yourself, Ms. Get-In-My-Way-And- I-Will-Kick-Your-Ass."
She couldn't help but smile, before laying a kiss on my lips. "No, but with every success there is always a reward."
I leaned over and teased her with a gentle blow before laying another kiss on her lips. She placed a hand around the back of my head, pulling me closer as I parted her lips and pulled her deeper into the kiss. The low moans were telling me she didn't disapprove, wanting me to go deeper, if that was possible anymore. She didn't want me to break it. But shortness of breath. Must get air.
I had no choice. She whined as I broke the kiss, catching my breath quietly. I pushed my lips to her cheek. "How about we increase the status of the reward?"
"Slow down. What happened to taking this slow? I've only been in town for three days now." she put a finger to my lips, stopping me from making another move.
I took her hand, laid a kiss in the palm and began to massage it. "You're driving me crazy, Kim. We're not in high school anymore. No parents to tell us what we can and can't do. And just as much as I'm fighting to even think of you in–well, nothing at all—I know you're feeling the same way. It's in the way we kiss. That heat and passion is still there from our high school days. But ya know what, I think we've waited long enough for this moment."
She put a finger to my mouth, but at that moment, I saw the racing beat in her heart. "Not now, Tommy. We still need to talk. I want our first time to be just right. I want it to be something we both can remember."
I groaned. "You're killing me, Kim. But..."
She shook her head, tellling me like a bad dog. "No. No buts. I'm still not convinced we've bridged every single gap between us."
I forced out a sigh, the rushing sickness of heated thoughts clouded my mind. It's not that she was right. But than again, I haven't actually slept with anyone that was a trip. Not that Kat was. I mean, she was. But that was one time. Every other girl I've gone out with since then were only looking for the hidden treasure in my pants. And I guess I got caught up in a few one-night stands, but they weren't long relationships anyways. And yet again, I'm not like most guys who goes around screwing every girl they see. I knew what love was, and right now, it was driving me off the wall. These primitive characteristics had me chained to a fence, but had been cut free and now, friends held me back. Tried to control me.
"So, is that your big secret? Joining the army?" she asked, figuring it best to move on.
I shrugged. "I guess. I mean, what else can I be hiding?"
She turned to look at me. Looked into my alert tiger eyes. Into the shine of the falcon spirit in my heart. Into my soul. But she found nothing. She never felt so lost in them. She just had to accept it. Wait it off, and hope I'd tell her soon.
"So, your turn. What's your secret?" I asked. "Now, I made it clear you can't get mad, right?" she stated.
"Well..." I began.
But before I could finish, she pulled me into a mind-numbing kiss. I relaxed, as she took her turn to deepen the kiss. To go as far as she could go. And the low moans escaping my throat had me obey her every command. Had me on her whim. She broke the kiss when she figured we both needed to catch some air.
She cradled my head in her hands, looking into my eyes. "You can't get mad. You made that promise, remember?"
I nodded like a child agreeing intently for a piece of the action.
"Remember when you came to Florida during Christmas eight years ago?"
I nodded, slowly. Okay, to bring this up now wasn't a good thing.
She looked down for a moment, but forced herself to look up at him. She had to make it as clear as possible. "Well, if you remember in the letter..." she paused as she saw me cringe at those words. She was trying to fight back some tears, but it didn't go away. "But I never told you this. And up to this point, I really didn't want to tell you, but I think you should know something." My eyes widened as she took my hands in hers. "But over Thanksgiving Break I couldn't go home. I mean, I would have told you, but I didn't really want to break your heart about me not being able to make it. But I know you remember that I met a guy in Florida and things happened, Tommy. I just don't know how. But they did." I looked up at her, the tears begin to welt in my eyes, figuring what might have come next. But by now, the tears had escaped hers, streaming down her face like waterfalls.
I dropped my head, pushing myself away. "No. No. Don't say it." "Tommy, please." she grabbed my arm. "But I do in fact have a confession. I slept with Carl that night. That night on Thanksgiving."
I looked away, knowing it had to come some time. But that never felt so painful. My heart dropped to the ground. No, it was below the ground and dirt. It was at the core of the Earth. I tried to force air into my lungs, but could find nothing there. My stomach churned. My mind screamed in pain. "And it took you this long to tell me this?" I looked at her, glaring. "Of all days, today to make that confession?" She shook her head in dismay. "I can't believe it. What about that Christmas? Did that mean anything to you?"
She didn't answer.
I got to my feet, unsure what else left to do. Though my heart must have reached China by now, it seemed to forgive. But the rest of me never felt so crushed or so small. I began to walk away, but Kim was on me like a kid clung to their dad after a scary dream. She wasn't going to let me go.
"Tommy, please," she dropped to her knees, making me stop again. "I can't afford to lose you again. Not now. Not after all that's happened. And again, I made the mistake to not tell you, but now you know, Tommy. Now, you know."
I shook my head. "Yeah. I know. But this isn't what I had in mind about being honest. To have my heart be crushed again. No more lies, Kim!"
"That wasn't a lie, Tommy. It was the truth. I did sleep with Carl. But that Christmas was all about you. No one else. It was just you and me. And after the Globals, I never saw him again."
"Good. That bastard screwed up your mind." I stated.
"And that's where you come in to fix it." she said with a smile.
But I couldn't smile back. I looked away, trying to avoiding pushing leering eyes at her. "I don't know. I just don't know if I'm capable of love again, Kim. To tell you honestly. I''m not who I was all those years ago."
"If something is wrong, tell me."
I shook my head. "I can't. I need some time to think this over. I'm sorry, Kim."
I turned away, and didn't look back. At that moment, I couldn't. I never felt this much pain. The letter hurt. But this was every painful image I could imagine. Knives being thrown. Gunshots going off. Attacks by animals. Shards of glass cutting my skin. Every torment possible seemed to run through my pains. And though, she had admitted it and said it in person, it never hurt so much.
I guess I now know why she had done it in a letter. But never could I expect so much pain until now. It was beyond bleeding. But it was beyond dead, but of the undead that must live with pain their entire life.
Love. It's not supposed to be like this. But than again, it's full of challenges that must get conquered by both people.
TO BE CONTINUED.............
A/N: Uh-oh! Looks like Tommy just found out what broke up their relationship years ago. And they just hit another bump. What's going to happen now? Will he take her back, or will he throw her away? And will he tell her his deep dark secret he still holds in his heart? Find out soon.