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Chapter five! Enjoy!

Roses On Your Pillow

Devin hadn't surfaced for a straight two weeks. Eric was worried that they were missing something. He was up to something; Eric had a hunch of it. But what it was, they didn't know.

He stared at Wes, watching his finger trace the outline of a picture he had of Jen. The Red Ranger sighed and tapped it.

"Have we found anything?" Wes asked. His mind wondered off.

Eric threw down his pen. "Not a damn thing." He saw Wes smile. "What are you thinking of?"

"Just thinking of some things." Wes said. He traced the outline of the picture again

Eric's eyes narrowed. "Or of who are you thinking of?" But he all ready knew the answer. "You have to get over her, Wes. Jen's…" he tried to think of another word. "Gone. She isn't coming back."

"Actually," Wes said. "I was thinking about Jessica. I mean, she's not Jen, I know that. But, there's something about her that sparks me. I just feel…happy when I'm around her."

"Are you sure you want to do that? She's not Jen, Wes. You're not going to take her out, just because she looks so much like Jen…" Eric rolled his head.

Wes got up. "I know that, but…I can't dwell on the past." He gazed down at the street. "I had a dream a few nights ago…I…saw her."

"Saw who?" Eric asked. He took out a plastic dart and aimed. "Bulleye!" he shouted triumphantly.

Wes shook his head. "I was asleep and she called to me. I awoke and she was there. A beautiful white gown, Jen was beautiful." His voice soothed out. "She told me, to listen to the music of the night, to let go. She promised me that she'd watch over me. Jen…she was just…" he bowed his head and chuckled. "So full of life. I'll always love her, but something deep down inside is telling me to move on."

"But you still want to hold on to her," Eric suggested.

Wes nodded. "Yea."

Eric slapped Wes's shoulder. "Go for it, you never know what will happen." Wes smiled at his friend's encouragement.

Just then a knock came at the door. "Wes! Hey! Open up" Katie's voice penetrated the door.

Trip's voice followed. "Yea! We've got pizza!"

Wes unlocked the door. "Come on in." The three Time Force rangers waltzed in with pizza boxes and soda.

"Bout time," Lucas eyed the pizza hungrily. "I'm starving."

Eric stood by the Blue ranger and laughed. "That makes two of us."

Trip took a slice and raised it. "Here's to Nick of Time Odd Jobs…we're back in business!"

Wes took a bite of the slice. "Really? You guys are re-opening?"

Katie smiled. "Yup. We don't know how long we'll be here this time."

Lucas laughed. "I'd personally like to stay here for a while, I need a break from Time Force."

Wes nodded in agreement. "I could use a break from here."

"I couldn't agree more." Wes's father said. Mr. Collins walked in and greeted the Time Force rangers with a smile and a nod. "You've been too overworked, son. Get out and have some time with your friends." He placed his hand on Wes's shoulder. "You need it. With Jen gone and all…"

Wes's smile faded. "Come on, Wes. Come live back with us." Lucas said.

"Yea, it'll be just like old times." Trip added. Wes looked at Katie. She had a wide smile on her face.

The Red Ranger placed his arm around her and shook hands with Trip. "All right. Looks like Nick of Time Odd Jobs is indeed back in action."

1 week later

Wes was raking leaves in the park. He liked the leaves when they crunched. The park was quiet, which was the way he liked it.

"Hey, watch it!" Lucas called. Trip spun around and leaves fell out of their bag. Wes laughed.

"Just like old times." He muttered. He half expected Jen to say something, but that response never came. His mind wondered, he found his thoughts lingering on Jen.

"Wes Collins, I never thought I'd see you raking leaves." A familiar voice said.

Katie also recognized the voice and whipped her head around. Wes did the same.

"Je-Jessica, hi." He stuttered. Katie, Trip and Lucas were dumbstruck.

"Jen?" Katie blurted out.

Jessica gave her a strange look. "Have we met before?"

Lucas covered Katie's mouth, not trusting her to speak. "Maybe in another life, we've met." Trip shrugged.

"Jessica, let's take a walk…" Wes took her arm quickly and gave his friends a dangerous glare.

Jessica looked back at the three in the park, each staring at her. "Those friends of yours are strange…" she chuckled.

Wes nodded. "They have their moments." He paused. "How did you find me?"

"I talked to Eric, who said you were here. You never told me you worked for the old Odd Job shop. What made you guys re-open?"

Wes drew in a breath. "Why don't we talk over dinner, lets say…tomorrow night?"

She didn't answer right away, but gave him a shrug. "Sure. Pick me up around…"

"Six." He said. Jessica gave Wes her apartment address and jogged off again, re-starting her exercise. He let out a quick breath. "Six it is then."

He found his friends still in a state of awe. "Guys?" he waved his hands in Katie's face.

"She looked exactly Jen…" Lucas trailed off.

"Yes, she did. We're having a date tomorrow night, if you three approve." Wes said daringly.

Katie sighed. "Wes! How can you do this? Jen loved you…"

"If you're upset with us having a date, that's fine. But we're going out tomorrow." His voice rose. "Look, it's just one date. How much could it hurt?" He grabbed his rake and started a new pile a few feet away from them.

"Strange." Lucas said. "Very strange."

"I don't get it. I mean, look at Wes and Alex. They looked exactly alike, but had their similarities." Katie added. "But Jen and Jessica…I mean, it's an identical match." She looked at Lucas, wonder in his eyes. "You don't suppose…"

"I don't know anything for sure. Trip, what do you think?"

But Trip didn't answer. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as a vision came to him.

Jessica walked into her apartment as she threw down her coat. "Reminder to self, get more IcyHot cream the next time I go out." She muttered.

She walked into her bedroom; a silver object was taken off her wrist and placed into her dresser. She sat down at a computer and powered it up.

A scar ran across her back, and cuts were visible on her chest…

"What did you see?" Katie asked. Trip hiccupped like he normally did.

"I saw Jessica, she had a scar on her back, and cuts all over her chest…she placed what looked liked a watch on her dresser." Trip said. "I don't understand why I saw that."

Lucas rolled his eyes. "Why couldn't you see where Devin was?" he walked back away. Katie did as well.

But Trip stayed where he was, his mind trying to focus what was the watch she placed on the dresser.

Or if it was even a watch at all…

Friday night

Wes walked down the hallway. "Fifteen D, fifteen D." He muttered to himself. He finally found the door and knocked.

"Who is it?" Jessica's voice called.

"It's Wes." The Red Ranger called back.

She opened the door to reveal herself in a pair of boot cut jeans, a black shirt and a black leather jacket. He hair was back in a strict ponytail, and some make-up stood out on her face. Radiant.

"You look nice." Wes said.

She smiled. "Thanks." She looked at his attire. A muscle shirt and a pair of jeans were completed with a black leather jacket. "You too."

He gazed into her eyes as he held out his arm. "Shall we?"

She laughed. "Yes, we shall." They two walked down to Wes's car where they drove off.

At the restaurant

Wes sipped his soda. "So, Jessica. Tell me about yourself, I mean…" he blushed red.

She also sipped her drink. "Not much to tell, really. I moved here from South Dakota a few years ago. My dad had a farm out there. But after a tornado struck, there was nothing left. My dad wanted to rebuild, but…" she trailed off. "I wanted more then just a simple farm life. So I packed up and moved here. Got a job at the local P.D. and started to build a life here." She paused. "How about you?"

"Nothing much here either. My dad as you know owns one of the most famous research facilities in the US today."

"As well as one of the most efficient crime fighting in the nation." Jessica added. Wes blushed again.

"That's where I met Jen." Wes said.

"What was she like?" Jessica asked. Wes's eyes dropped. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…"

Wes shook his head. "No, no. Don't worry about it." He drew in a breath. "Jen…there's a crazy love story for you." He chuckled. "When I first met her, I thought she didn't want anything to do with me. But then I found out what she really was. Loving, caring and radiant."

"She must have been great." Jessica said. Wes nodded.

"She was." He agreed. That's when he spotted a familiar ring on her right finger. "That's a nice ring."

Her hand receded. "My boyfriend's ring. He gave it to me before he left for the Army." She shrugged. "Who would have thought I would find him with another woman in his bed."

Wes chuckled. "Can't win them all, can we?"

Jessica chuckled as well. "Guess not."

Their food came after about twenty minutes and they two ate. Laughs and smiles were exchanged as well as a few passionate glances.

After Wes paid and they left, the two took a walk through the park.

Their laughter filled it as they walked back to Wes's car. After a short drive to Jessica's apartment, it was silent.

He finally came to her door. "Jessica, I had a great time tonight, thank you."

She smiled. "So did I, Wes." She gazed into his eyes.

He sighed. "I feel like I've known you forever, and…I'd like to see you again."

"So would I." Her voice was small. Wes recognized something, there was a spark in her eye. Only one person he knew had that spark. That only person was Jen. "Wes," she began. "I…"

"You what?" His head grew closer to hers.

"I…wish I could tell you…" she drew in a deep breath. "everything."

"Me too." His voice barely above a whisper. His lips were inches from hers. But two fingers were placed on his lips. "Je-" he almost called her Jen again. "Jessica…"

"Wes, I know you're still in love with Jen," she said. "I can see it in your eyes."

He gazed at her. Her face was exactly like Jen. "I'm…sorry, Jessica. I just can't get over her."

"No, I should be sorry. For thinking I could make things better by doing this. By keeping myself away from…" she sniffed. "I have to go, Wes."

"Jessica, please." Wes said. But she shut the door and was gone. "Damn, I shouldn't have said that."

He walked off silently and drove back to the clock tower.

Behind her door, Jessica sat against the door. "I wish I could tell you, Wes. I want to so badly." After drying her eyes, she lay down and slept.

The next evening

"Just tell her, Wes. Tell her that her and Jen look so much alike." He muttered to himself. He had let his love for Jen and his growing liking for Jessica combine into one. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget her.

Jen was the one woman that held his heart and would keep hold of it.

He finally came to her door. Even though it was almost eleven at night, he knew she would be up. "Jessica," he whispered as he knocked on her door.

But her door opened silently. "Why would she leave her door open?" he asked himself.

"Captain …Captain this is Commander Hartman. Captain…do you read me?" a persistent voice called.

"Captain?" Wes whispered. "No…"

"Damn it, Captain! Come in!"

Jessica came running out of the back room. "I'm not in the past for two months and all ready Time Force is breathing down my-" she stopped as she saw who was standing in her living room.

Jessica, or rather the Captain of Time Force stared at Wes. She was dressed completely in black, her hair in a strict ponytail and a blaster attached to her thigh. But this woman wasn't Jessica.

Again, that persistent voice came. "Captain Scotts…do you read me?"

Wes's eyes started a cascade of tears as he stared at this woman in black. Only one name came to mind. He tried to find his voice. When he did, it was barely above a whisper.

"Jen?"