A/N: I looked up this episode and found some awesome Power Rangers Spoilers
at the following found it incredible helpful so special thanks to the owner of that
awesome site!!!
Also, time travel can get EXTREMELY confusing to write (and to read) so I hope I've done a good job with it, and please let me know if I get a little off-the-wall.
And the scene at the end that Alex is watching is fictional, it never happened in the series because---to tell you the truth---I didn't feel like looking a real scene up. But we all know the flirting that went on in the 21st Century so it's not completely fictional :)
***
Alex leaned in closer and rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he watched the Time Shadow fight off Tronicon, the mutant the Rangers were battling; everything was working perfectly so far, although they had no idea where the reinforcement had come from.
Tronicon deployed his rocket launcher forearm strip once again, but the Time Shadow avoided the missiles easily, racing its legs rapidly along the sides of the buildings of Silver Hills. Alex clenched his fist nervously, chewing on his bottom lip as the battle continued; Tronicon let down his guard for a brief moment, allowing the Time Shadow to strike at him with its arms, sending him staggering back.
Tronicon fired his weapons from his rounded shoulders, discs that shot into the Time Shadow and seemed to take it by surprise; sparks flew from the Megazord, giving Tronicon the opportunity to attack. But as he stepped forward, the Time Shadow seemed to recover and fought back once again, slicing off the blades from its arms and forming them into one weapon.
"Yes . . . " Alex whispered.
The Time Shadow wasted no time, it shot into Tronicon and sliced its weapon through the mutant twice, going right through him and to the other side as Tronicon exploded. The Time Shadow stood and holstered its weapons as the Rangers---and Frax---watched in awe of its victory.
Frax moaned in despair as Alex shouted out a victorious yell, then he snapped his mouth shut as he saw the Red Ranger run up and shout in his own voice:
"He's destroyed, Frax! And it's time for you and Ransik to surrender!"
Alex shuddered, it was eerie to hear the voice of someone who had died almost a millenia ago---not to mention hearing his own voice. Wesley Collins. The man who led Bio-Lab in the early 21st Century, making some of the most influential advances that eventually led to the establishment of Time Force.
Alex shook his head, bringing himself back to reality as Frax disappeared and the Rangers began discussing the mysterious Time Shadow; he sat back and relaxed, smiling. 'It worked,' he told himself, 'Jen is all right . . . for now.'
Glancing at the clock, he blinked in surprise to find out it was the early hours of the morning; as he yawned, the computer spoke:
"Time Shadow Megazord has returned. Mission completed successfully."
Alex looked up and watched as the Time Shadow settled back down to regenerize itself. "All systems offline. Awaiting further instructions."
Alex stood slowly, still stiff from his injuries and weeks of recuperation; he stared at the Time Shadow silently, folding his arms. He hadn't waited for Time Force orders to sent the Megazord back in time, and he knew his superiors would be displeased, he could only hope they would overlook it in light of everything else he had done.
He wanted to go home and rest before daylight, but instead he stood still and waited . . . waiting in silence for an officer to come walking with an angry expression and harsh voice . . . minutes passed . . . hours . . . it was nearly six o'clock when Captain Logan finally came in.
"Commander Collins!" he snapped, "who gave you permission to send the Time Shadow back to help the Rangers?"
Alex snapped to attention. "No one, sir," he admitted.
"You had no authority!" Logan said, angrily, "you went behind Time Force's back."
"Yes, sir."
"Why did you do it?" the captain asked, "do you realize what could have happened? We have a chain of command for a reason!"
"I---" Alex hesitated. "I saw the Rangers battling Tronicon, they needed our help so I ran one last test on the Time Shadow and sent it back. There were no risks to the Rangers, I knew it was fully operational."
"And it defeated the mutant?"
"Yes, sir," Alex was barely able to keep the pride out of his voice. "Tronicon was destroyed. The Rangers survived that battle."
Logan smirked, relenting and reaching over to pat his Alex's shoulder. "I understand, Alex," he said, "it's just . . . you could get yourself into a lot of trouble going behind us like this."
"I know, sir," Alex said, "I saw them struggling and I acted on an impulse."
Logan nodded, folding his arms. "I figured it was something like that," he said, "you saw your fiancee in trouble and you acted, it's hard to fault you for that."
"It's easy to fault an officer, sir."
"Yes."
"Will I be receiving any kind of punishment?"
"No." Logan shook his head as his arms fell and he turned to walk away. "Just a warning: Don't do anything like that again."
"Yes, sir."
"And go home."
Alex silently agreed, walking back to the computer to grab his jacket before following Logan outside; they pasued before getting into their separate vehicles. The sun was just beginning to rise over Silver City, its early morning rays casting light on the tall buildings and shining through the windows.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Logan said.
"Yes, sir," Alex sighed, smiling wistfully. "It's amazing . . . and comforting . . . for me to think that so long ago, Jen was looking at this very same sun. Rising over the same city . . . "
"I can imagine," Logan said, "you must really miss her."
"I do," Alex said, "I'm so worried about her . . . "
"She's a well-trained soldier, Alex," Logan said, "you taught her everything you know, it doesn't get any better than that. She's capable of this. And she has three others to back her up. She's not alone."
"But I'm not with her."
"That's not possible."
Alex sighed. "I know . . . see you later, Captain."
**************
Alex jogged along the sidewalk in his sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt, slightly more chilled than he preferred to be when working out, but too absorbed in his thoughts to notice it much. Logan had gotten him off the hook for the Time Shadow incident, but he knew he was on thin ice, something he had sensed since he had told the Rangers to steal the timeship- --and the four other morphers.
He looked both ways quickly, then ran across the road and through the open gate that led into the park; he was fully alert to everything around him, and found the noises strangely soothing . . . the birds chirping, people talking, his heavy breathing, accompanied by the sound of his feet hitting the pavement. It formed a sort of melody in his mind as he drew nearer to the pond, his favorite resting place; he collapsed on the bench, smiling despite his exhaustion.
"Getting back in shape?"
"Are you stalking me?" Alex laughed, shaking his head as Sienna walked over, stretching out her long legs.
"No, just running. Like you." She smiled. "You don't look so good."
"It's been a while."
"I guess so," Sienna said, "so no good news about Ransik yet, hm?"
Alex shrugged, grabbing one arm and pulling it over his chest to stretch his aching muscles. "Has he been captured? No."
"How are they?"
"As far as we know, all the Rangers are perfectly healthy."
"That's good, at least."
"Yes," Alex said, "right now we're a bit concerned about Frax, I think he has some alterior motives. He might not be loyal to Ransik, he's developing his own . . . defensives."
"Couldn't they be for Ransik?" Sienna asked, taking down her hair to fix it, tucking away some strands.
"I don't know," he said, "it's possible, I just have a bad feeling about it."
"What exactly is he developing???"
"A robot," Alex explained, "not just any robot, of course. It's of enormous size, big enough to be battled by a Megazord---the Rangers are going to need help."
"But it's all happened already," Sienna pointed out, "what did they do?"
Alex winced. "I know what happened to them," he said, "but we're trying to fix it, to help them. Things aren't going the way we'd prefer---"
"I thought you said they were healthy."
"They're all dead, obviously," Alex said, "right now. But we're trying to follow them at the same pace, as if time is passing side-by-side . . . where they are right now, when we contact them, they are all fine."
"Oh, I see . . . " she sighed, "that can't be easy. Knowing . . . "
"I'm going to figure out a way to prevent their deaths," Alex said, "somehow." He thought for a moment. "They sacrificed themselves and somehow brought Ransik to a level so he couldn't harm anyone or we wouldn't even be here now . . . "
"You're right," Sienna realized, "it's all very confusing, isn't it?"
"Yes," Alex said, "I can't explain."
"Shall we discuss it over lunch? You're probably hungry," Sienna suggested, then laughed at Alex's hesitant look. "Alex, it's just lunch! Come on, don't you remember when we used to be friends?"
Alex paused, he remembered clearly the days when he had loved Sienna . . . he shook the memories out of his mind and stood up, smiling a little. "All right," he said, "I'm off for another hour and a half anyway."
"Then you have nothing better to do," Sienna said, "you're stuck with me."
They began walking side-by-side, Alex silently trying to figure out her change in attitude: She had been trying to seduce him ever since she had returned, what was different now? 'Maybe she's finally moved on,' he told himself.
"So," he said, "you seem cheerful now. Happy."
"I am," Sienna told him, "happy. It feels like I've finally figured out who I am, it was so confusing for a while there, after they brought me back."
"Yeah," Alex said, "I can't imagine."
"We almost lost you," Sienna said, "I wonder if they would've done the same to you, since you're such a great officer."
"Actually," Alex said, "I specifically asked them not to do that to me."
"You're DNR?"
"No," Alex said, "they can take all the heroic measures they need to bring me back, but I don't want my body being used when I'm no longer here." He paused. "More for Jennifer's sake than my own."
"She must be anxious to see you again," Sienna said, "have you spoken at all?"
"No, Time Force advised me not to contact them."
"Why?"
"I guess because they're on a mission," Alex said, "and don't need any distractions." He cursed quietly. "I really want to disobey them though."
"Alex . . . "
"Don't even say it," Alex said, "you know I won't."
"Love makes you do crazy things," Sienna pointed out.
"Don't I know it . . . " Alex gestured to the restaurant across the street. "How's that place for you?"
Sienna shrugged. "Doesn't really matter to me," she said, "let's go." She led the way across the street and inside, where they climbed the stairs to get into the restaurant, lit by dim red lights that cast a warm glow. "Never been here," she said, "it's a nice place though."
"I've never been here either," Alex said, chuckling.
They sat down by a window overlooking the street below and the people walking by, Alex found himself watching them, wondering what their stories were. The hologram popped up in the middle of their table and asked for their orders, but only Alex ate; Sienna sat quietly till it disappeared, then she spoke:
"Listen, Alex. I want to apologize . . . "
"What?" Alex blinked. "Why?"
"For the way I acted," Sienna said, "to tell you the truth, once I got out of my . . . let's say 'robotic' stage, I just wanted everything to be normal. And I remembered your love from . . . my past life."
"Nothing could be 'normal'," Alex said, "too many things had changed . . . Jen had come into my life."
"I know that now," Sienna said, "I shouldn't have tried to . . . I pushed you away, Alex. And now I just want you back, as a friend."
Alex smiled. "Seems like both of us could use one of those right about now," he said.
"So," Sienna said, "if you ever need to talk . . . about the mission, about Jen, or anything. I'm right here." She smiled, this time there was no seductive about it though---just a friendly, open smile.
"Thank you," Alex said, "and the same goes for me."
***
He had always been grateful that thanks to the history databanks he could monitor the Rangers progress, that way---despite being unable to contact her---he could still hear Jen's voice. It was different now, a harder edge to it that demanded respect and complete obedience from her comrades; she was in charge, and she let everyone know it.
"Yes!!!" he slammed his fist into the palm of his hand as he watched the Rangers defeat yet another mutant.
They demorphed and started congratulating each other wildly, all except Jen, who stood off to the side and stared at the mutant in its little case. Alex frowned at her . . . interesting outfit: A mini-skirt and black boots, a bright pink shirt, black leather jacket. She hardly even looked like herself with her hair tumbling down over her shoulders, her lips painted a deep red.
Then it happened . . . Wes walked up to her and placed his hands on he shoulders, smiling in a way that looked more than friendly to Alex.
"You did awesome out there," he said, "as always."
Jen smiled. "Thanks," she said, "we did a good job today. It won't be too long before Ransik gets locked up again."
"And you can go home," Wes said, "be with your family."
Alex nodded slowly, but Jen didn't seem too anxious to return, she scowled ever-so-slightly and brushed back her hair as a breeze swept it into her face. 'What's wrong, Jennifer?' Alex asked, silently. 'What are you thinking?'
"That could be a long way off though," Jen said, "we don't know when."
"True," Wes said. He watched her for a moment, then touched the bottom of her chin gently and raised it so she was looking at him: "Jen, I-I don't mean to rush you . . . but maybe it's time you moved on. You don't have to forget, but you can't live like this."
Alex's eyes widened in horror, he sat up quickly and stared at the screen as Jen wiped at her eyes hastily, speaking: "I know, Wes."
Wes smiled, his eyes holding a deep emotion that Alex recognized from seeing it in his own eyes---the very same blue. He was in love with Jen!!! The former Red Ranger shook his head, anger welling up inside him as he realized Jen was looking at Wes with the same expression---although not quite as noticeable.
"Thank you, Wes," she said, quietly.
And then, he leaned in to her tentatively, as if expecting to be slapped in return . . . but she stood still, a small smile on her face. Before their lips met, however, they were interrupted by the rest of the team as they came over to congratulate them---and then the screen cut off.
Alex sat in stunned silence. How was it possible? Jen would never . . . but she was.
She was falling out of love . . . with him . . .
TBC
Also, time travel can get EXTREMELY confusing to write (and to read) so I hope I've done a good job with it, and please let me know if I get a little off-the-wall.
And the scene at the end that Alex is watching is fictional, it never happened in the series because---to tell you the truth---I didn't feel like looking a real scene up. But we all know the flirting that went on in the 21st Century so it's not completely fictional :)
***
Alex leaned in closer and rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he watched the Time Shadow fight off Tronicon, the mutant the Rangers were battling; everything was working perfectly so far, although they had no idea where the reinforcement had come from.
Tronicon deployed his rocket launcher forearm strip once again, but the Time Shadow avoided the missiles easily, racing its legs rapidly along the sides of the buildings of Silver Hills. Alex clenched his fist nervously, chewing on his bottom lip as the battle continued; Tronicon let down his guard for a brief moment, allowing the Time Shadow to strike at him with its arms, sending him staggering back.
Tronicon fired his weapons from his rounded shoulders, discs that shot into the Time Shadow and seemed to take it by surprise; sparks flew from the Megazord, giving Tronicon the opportunity to attack. But as he stepped forward, the Time Shadow seemed to recover and fought back once again, slicing off the blades from its arms and forming them into one weapon.
"Yes . . . " Alex whispered.
The Time Shadow wasted no time, it shot into Tronicon and sliced its weapon through the mutant twice, going right through him and to the other side as Tronicon exploded. The Time Shadow stood and holstered its weapons as the Rangers---and Frax---watched in awe of its victory.
Frax moaned in despair as Alex shouted out a victorious yell, then he snapped his mouth shut as he saw the Red Ranger run up and shout in his own voice:
"He's destroyed, Frax! And it's time for you and Ransik to surrender!"
Alex shuddered, it was eerie to hear the voice of someone who had died almost a millenia ago---not to mention hearing his own voice. Wesley Collins. The man who led Bio-Lab in the early 21st Century, making some of the most influential advances that eventually led to the establishment of Time Force.
Alex shook his head, bringing himself back to reality as Frax disappeared and the Rangers began discussing the mysterious Time Shadow; he sat back and relaxed, smiling. 'It worked,' he told himself, 'Jen is all right . . . for now.'
Glancing at the clock, he blinked in surprise to find out it was the early hours of the morning; as he yawned, the computer spoke:
"Time Shadow Megazord has returned. Mission completed successfully."
Alex looked up and watched as the Time Shadow settled back down to regenerize itself. "All systems offline. Awaiting further instructions."
Alex stood slowly, still stiff from his injuries and weeks of recuperation; he stared at the Time Shadow silently, folding his arms. He hadn't waited for Time Force orders to sent the Megazord back in time, and he knew his superiors would be displeased, he could only hope they would overlook it in light of everything else he had done.
He wanted to go home and rest before daylight, but instead he stood still and waited . . . waiting in silence for an officer to come walking with an angry expression and harsh voice . . . minutes passed . . . hours . . . it was nearly six o'clock when Captain Logan finally came in.
"Commander Collins!" he snapped, "who gave you permission to send the Time Shadow back to help the Rangers?"
Alex snapped to attention. "No one, sir," he admitted.
"You had no authority!" Logan said, angrily, "you went behind Time Force's back."
"Yes, sir."
"Why did you do it?" the captain asked, "do you realize what could have happened? We have a chain of command for a reason!"
"I---" Alex hesitated. "I saw the Rangers battling Tronicon, they needed our help so I ran one last test on the Time Shadow and sent it back. There were no risks to the Rangers, I knew it was fully operational."
"And it defeated the mutant?"
"Yes, sir," Alex was barely able to keep the pride out of his voice. "Tronicon was destroyed. The Rangers survived that battle."
Logan smirked, relenting and reaching over to pat his Alex's shoulder. "I understand, Alex," he said, "it's just . . . you could get yourself into a lot of trouble going behind us like this."
"I know, sir," Alex said, "I saw them struggling and I acted on an impulse."
Logan nodded, folding his arms. "I figured it was something like that," he said, "you saw your fiancee in trouble and you acted, it's hard to fault you for that."
"It's easy to fault an officer, sir."
"Yes."
"Will I be receiving any kind of punishment?"
"No." Logan shook his head as his arms fell and he turned to walk away. "Just a warning: Don't do anything like that again."
"Yes, sir."
"And go home."
Alex silently agreed, walking back to the computer to grab his jacket before following Logan outside; they pasued before getting into their separate vehicles. The sun was just beginning to rise over Silver City, its early morning rays casting light on the tall buildings and shining through the windows.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Logan said.
"Yes, sir," Alex sighed, smiling wistfully. "It's amazing . . . and comforting . . . for me to think that so long ago, Jen was looking at this very same sun. Rising over the same city . . . "
"I can imagine," Logan said, "you must really miss her."
"I do," Alex said, "I'm so worried about her . . . "
"She's a well-trained soldier, Alex," Logan said, "you taught her everything you know, it doesn't get any better than that. She's capable of this. And she has three others to back her up. She's not alone."
"But I'm not with her."
"That's not possible."
Alex sighed. "I know . . . see you later, Captain."
**************
Alex jogged along the sidewalk in his sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt, slightly more chilled than he preferred to be when working out, but too absorbed in his thoughts to notice it much. Logan had gotten him off the hook for the Time Shadow incident, but he knew he was on thin ice, something he had sensed since he had told the Rangers to steal the timeship- --and the four other morphers.
He looked both ways quickly, then ran across the road and through the open gate that led into the park; he was fully alert to everything around him, and found the noises strangely soothing . . . the birds chirping, people talking, his heavy breathing, accompanied by the sound of his feet hitting the pavement. It formed a sort of melody in his mind as he drew nearer to the pond, his favorite resting place; he collapsed on the bench, smiling despite his exhaustion.
"Getting back in shape?"
"Are you stalking me?" Alex laughed, shaking his head as Sienna walked over, stretching out her long legs.
"No, just running. Like you." She smiled. "You don't look so good."
"It's been a while."
"I guess so," Sienna said, "so no good news about Ransik yet, hm?"
Alex shrugged, grabbing one arm and pulling it over his chest to stretch his aching muscles. "Has he been captured? No."
"How are they?"
"As far as we know, all the Rangers are perfectly healthy."
"That's good, at least."
"Yes," Alex said, "right now we're a bit concerned about Frax, I think he has some alterior motives. He might not be loyal to Ransik, he's developing his own . . . defensives."
"Couldn't they be for Ransik?" Sienna asked, taking down her hair to fix it, tucking away some strands.
"I don't know," he said, "it's possible, I just have a bad feeling about it."
"What exactly is he developing???"
"A robot," Alex explained, "not just any robot, of course. It's of enormous size, big enough to be battled by a Megazord---the Rangers are going to need help."
"But it's all happened already," Sienna pointed out, "what did they do?"
Alex winced. "I know what happened to them," he said, "but we're trying to fix it, to help them. Things aren't going the way we'd prefer---"
"I thought you said they were healthy."
"They're all dead, obviously," Alex said, "right now. But we're trying to follow them at the same pace, as if time is passing side-by-side . . . where they are right now, when we contact them, they are all fine."
"Oh, I see . . . " she sighed, "that can't be easy. Knowing . . . "
"I'm going to figure out a way to prevent their deaths," Alex said, "somehow." He thought for a moment. "They sacrificed themselves and somehow brought Ransik to a level so he couldn't harm anyone or we wouldn't even be here now . . . "
"You're right," Sienna realized, "it's all very confusing, isn't it?"
"Yes," Alex said, "I can't explain."
"Shall we discuss it over lunch? You're probably hungry," Sienna suggested, then laughed at Alex's hesitant look. "Alex, it's just lunch! Come on, don't you remember when we used to be friends?"
Alex paused, he remembered clearly the days when he had loved Sienna . . . he shook the memories out of his mind and stood up, smiling a little. "All right," he said, "I'm off for another hour and a half anyway."
"Then you have nothing better to do," Sienna said, "you're stuck with me."
They began walking side-by-side, Alex silently trying to figure out her change in attitude: She had been trying to seduce him ever since she had returned, what was different now? 'Maybe she's finally moved on,' he told himself.
"So," he said, "you seem cheerful now. Happy."
"I am," Sienna told him, "happy. It feels like I've finally figured out who I am, it was so confusing for a while there, after they brought me back."
"Yeah," Alex said, "I can't imagine."
"We almost lost you," Sienna said, "I wonder if they would've done the same to you, since you're such a great officer."
"Actually," Alex said, "I specifically asked them not to do that to me."
"You're DNR?"
"No," Alex said, "they can take all the heroic measures they need to bring me back, but I don't want my body being used when I'm no longer here." He paused. "More for Jennifer's sake than my own."
"She must be anxious to see you again," Sienna said, "have you spoken at all?"
"No, Time Force advised me not to contact them."
"Why?"
"I guess because they're on a mission," Alex said, "and don't need any distractions." He cursed quietly. "I really want to disobey them though."
"Alex . . . "
"Don't even say it," Alex said, "you know I won't."
"Love makes you do crazy things," Sienna pointed out.
"Don't I know it . . . " Alex gestured to the restaurant across the street. "How's that place for you?"
Sienna shrugged. "Doesn't really matter to me," she said, "let's go." She led the way across the street and inside, where they climbed the stairs to get into the restaurant, lit by dim red lights that cast a warm glow. "Never been here," she said, "it's a nice place though."
"I've never been here either," Alex said, chuckling.
They sat down by a window overlooking the street below and the people walking by, Alex found himself watching them, wondering what their stories were. The hologram popped up in the middle of their table and asked for their orders, but only Alex ate; Sienna sat quietly till it disappeared, then she spoke:
"Listen, Alex. I want to apologize . . . "
"What?" Alex blinked. "Why?"
"For the way I acted," Sienna said, "to tell you the truth, once I got out of my . . . let's say 'robotic' stage, I just wanted everything to be normal. And I remembered your love from . . . my past life."
"Nothing could be 'normal'," Alex said, "too many things had changed . . . Jen had come into my life."
"I know that now," Sienna said, "I shouldn't have tried to . . . I pushed you away, Alex. And now I just want you back, as a friend."
Alex smiled. "Seems like both of us could use one of those right about now," he said.
"So," Sienna said, "if you ever need to talk . . . about the mission, about Jen, or anything. I'm right here." She smiled, this time there was no seductive about it though---just a friendly, open smile.
"Thank you," Alex said, "and the same goes for me."
***
He had always been grateful that thanks to the history databanks he could monitor the Rangers progress, that way---despite being unable to contact her---he could still hear Jen's voice. It was different now, a harder edge to it that demanded respect and complete obedience from her comrades; she was in charge, and she let everyone know it.
"Yes!!!" he slammed his fist into the palm of his hand as he watched the Rangers defeat yet another mutant.
They demorphed and started congratulating each other wildly, all except Jen, who stood off to the side and stared at the mutant in its little case. Alex frowned at her . . . interesting outfit: A mini-skirt and black boots, a bright pink shirt, black leather jacket. She hardly even looked like herself with her hair tumbling down over her shoulders, her lips painted a deep red.
Then it happened . . . Wes walked up to her and placed his hands on he shoulders, smiling in a way that looked more than friendly to Alex.
"You did awesome out there," he said, "as always."
Jen smiled. "Thanks," she said, "we did a good job today. It won't be too long before Ransik gets locked up again."
"And you can go home," Wes said, "be with your family."
Alex nodded slowly, but Jen didn't seem too anxious to return, she scowled ever-so-slightly and brushed back her hair as a breeze swept it into her face. 'What's wrong, Jennifer?' Alex asked, silently. 'What are you thinking?'
"That could be a long way off though," Jen said, "we don't know when."
"True," Wes said. He watched her for a moment, then touched the bottom of her chin gently and raised it so she was looking at him: "Jen, I-I don't mean to rush you . . . but maybe it's time you moved on. You don't have to forget, but you can't live like this."
Alex's eyes widened in horror, he sat up quickly and stared at the screen as Jen wiped at her eyes hastily, speaking: "I know, Wes."
Wes smiled, his eyes holding a deep emotion that Alex recognized from seeing it in his own eyes---the very same blue. He was in love with Jen!!! The former Red Ranger shook his head, anger welling up inside him as he realized Jen was looking at Wes with the same expression---although not quite as noticeable.
"Thank you, Wes," she said, quietly.
And then, he leaned in to her tentatively, as if expecting to be slapped in return . . . but she stood still, a small smile on her face. Before their lips met, however, they were interrupted by the rest of the team as they came over to congratulate them---and then the screen cut off.
Alex sat in stunned silence. How was it possible? Jen would never . . . but she was.
She was falling out of love . . . with him . . .
TBC