Disclaimer: don't own it…
Sorry this has taken so long to update! I've been busy with school and all…
For the first scene, Sky is at his belt testing. I'm a second-degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do and just to let you all know, Senior Red Belt is one rank below 1st degree probationary black belt.
Here it is, chapter 3! Timeline is two years after Jen left, so Sky is now in third grade, and it's the year 2010.
Rain
"Promoted to the rank of Senior Red Belt, Sky Collins!" his instructor called. Sky stood up and bowed to his instructors. He walked towards the announcement box as his belt was taken from a table.
"Yea Sky!" Wes called and cheered happily. Eric let out a loud whistle as his godson had the new belt placed around his waist.
Sky bowed to his instructors and took his Certificate of Rank. Once he was back in line, and the students were bowed out, Sky ran up to his father happily.
"Dad!" the nine-year-old boy called. "I did it! I'm one rank below black!" Wes hugged his son.
"You better watch it, Wes. He'll be able to kick your ass now." Eric teased and threw a playful punch at Sky.
"Or I'll have him beat you up, smart ass." Wes muttered as Sky showed them his certificate.
"Sky!" another man called. Sky smiled at his grandfather as he ran up to him and hugged him. "Congratulations, my boy. You have done your father proud."
Sky looked up at Wes. "I'm going to be the Red Ranger one day, Grandpa. Just like my Dad."
Collins smiled and hugged his grandson again. "How about some dinner?"
Sky jumped up as Collins began to laugh, but stopped suddenly. Wes watched his father's face turn bright red as his father clutched his chest.
"Dad?" Wes asked. Wes watched as his father fell. Wes dove down and caught his father. "Dad! Eric, call 911! He's having a heart attack!"
"Alexis!" Eric said into his headset. "Call 911, Alan is having a heart attack!"
Sky watched in pain as his grandfather struggled to breathe. There was an EMT in the room who ran out and got his bag. Oxygen was soon administered to the man, but that didn't help.
Minutes later the ambulance arrived and Sky's grandfather was taken to the hospital. Sky eyed the ground as a tear fell from his face. Why was it that whenever something good happened to him, someone else was hurt?
Eric picked the boy up and hugged him. "He'll be okay, Sky." He whispered. "Come on, we'll meet your father at the hospital."
Sky and Eric got into his car and headed towards the hospital. Rain began to pound on the car roof.
At the hospital
Sky and Eric waited in the waiting room, as Wes talked with the doctors. The Red Ranger walked slowly over towards them, a solemnly look crossed his face. Sky stood slowly and walked towards him. His father's voice shook as he tried to speak, but nothing came out.
Wes motioned for Sky to go play while he talked to Eric. The Quantum Ranger sighed and looked into his friend's eyes. His fears were confirmed. Eric hugged Wes tightly as he broke into tears in Eric's arms.
Sky watched the sight in awe. His father never cried, no matter how ad the circumstances. The boy grew even more curious. That's when his father called him over.
"Daddy, why are you crying?" Sky asked. "Is Grandpa okay?"
Wes bent down and hugged his son, trying to figure out how to explain it. "Well Sky, you Grandfather is-" How could he find the right words? "Your Grandpa is asleep."
"Can we go see him?" Sky asked. "Please, I want to." Wes shook his head no. "Ok, then how about when he wakes up?"
Wes sniffed as more tears cascaded down his face. "He's not…waking up, Sky. Your Grandfather isn't waking up."
Sky suddenly understood exactly what his father meant. "No, you mean he's dead?"
Father and son wept silently when the doctors suddenly came rushing out of Mr. Collins' room. "I don't believe it!" one shouted. "Wes, you're father, he's…he's alive?"
Wes jumped. "What?" Sky bolted past his father and into his grandfather's room. There he saw him sitting on the bed and talking with the doctors. His breathing was still shallow, but he was alive.
"Grandpa!" Sky called. Collins hugged his grandson weakly as Wes walked in, tears streaming down his face.
"God, you're alive." He hugged his father tightly, tears of relief flowed down his face. "But, how? I mean you were…"
"I can't explain it." Collins admitted. Wes and Sky sat down next to him as Eric stepped outside, thankful he was all right.
A figure dressed in white silently slipped past Eric and out of the hospital.
A few days later
Wes walked out of his father's room with a wide smile on his face. His father was alive. This was nothing short of a miracle. He would be okay. He would remain alive.
But how did he make it? The doctors said that his heart stopped, it was dead. Suddenly, it began to beat again. Much like that time when he was attacked by Ransik…
Wes stopped as this thought came into his mind. "Impossible." He muttered. Wes made his way out towards his motorcycle and sped off towards the beach.
At the beach
Wes slowly crept along the edges of the beach and was guided by the moonlight. His suspicions were confirmed: someone from Time Force was here, and he bet himself he knew exactly who it was.
The night air cooled his heated face as he slowly crept to a rock formation and watched. A yellow ship was resting on the beach, as Wes smiled. "A time ship."
A young woman stepped out of the ship and sighed. There was a panel open and she closed it. The engine began to start up, but she shut it off quickly. "That's the last time I decide to travel back in this damn thing." She kicked the hull as the door opened.
"Jen." Wes said before he could stop himself. She froze and turned around to see Wes standing there.
"Wes?" she asked. Wes stepped into the moonlight; a smile came to his face. Jen ran forward and hugged him tightly. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
He gazed into her eyes. So she was really here, he was really holding her. "I wanted to thank you, Jen. You saved my father."
"That I did." the Pink Ranger nodded. "But Wes, I should tell you-"
He silenced her with his lips. "Shh. Not now."
"Wes, I have to leave. Alex, he…" Jen began.
"Advises you to leave, Wes. We need to be getting back soon." A voice said. Jen felt Wes tense up greatly as Alex stepped out of the time ship.
"Alex." Wes said.
"Wesley." Alex responded. They really hadn't been on a friendly basis ever since Alex left. Alex said nothing more to Wes. "Jennifer, we must leave."
Jen turned to Wes and kissed him quickly. "Good-bye, Wes." Jen turned abruptly and entered the time ship, her heart breaking all over again.
Wes watched as it took off, a tear slipped down his face.
Two years later
Sky sighed as his father slipped a red tie around his neck. The day had started off grim. Rain had began to fall. 'Perfect day for a funeral.' Sky thought. The first twelve years of his life had been great, but now it had done downhill.
His grandfather had died of a heart condition the previous week, and his father had been a wreck. Today was the funeral, and was something Sky wasn't looking forward to. He hated funerals.
His father sighed. "Dad, was Mom's funeral like this?"
Wes sighed at the memory of Jen. "Yes, your mother's funeral was like this." But there was one problem: Jen didn't have a funeral, nor was she dead. Wes couldn't tell his son that his mother was one thousand years away. He had told Sky that his mother had died in a car crash when a drunk driver pushed her car off of a high bridge.
The horns sounded outside as Wes finished tying Sky's tie. "Come on, son. Let's go." Wes said quietly and led Sky to where the limo waited. Father and son sat in the car as the rain began to pound harder.
Sky looked out the window and saw his own reflection. It was separated in streaks of water and distorted it.
Today was definitely a good day for a funeral…
ch 4 up soon…
