Finally!!! I apologize that it's taken so long for things to start happening in the story lately but I think that most of you will be very happy with this chapter. I also want to apologize for all the misspellings that occured in my last chapter. I wrote it and posted it late at night and I didn't notice them until today. Shame on me. Hopefully this chapter will be better even though I am once again writing it and posting it late at night. But thanks for sticking with me anyways. I hope you guys like this one, and thanks for the reviews!
A little under one hour had passed since the Dino Rangers left Dr. Oliver's small secluded home. It was very obvious to him that they did not like his orders one bit. But, he had to hand it to them; they took it like the heroes they were and obeyed him. Haley on the other hand had a more difficult time letting her best friend go.
She stayed behind after the others left. She had snuck away downstairs pretending to scan the city and its surrounding areas for trouble, but Tommy knew otherwise. He figured it would be best to just let her be, after all he'd done everything but explain himself to her and the Rangers.
Before Dr. Oliver hit the road he jumped in the shower in hopes of rejuvenating himself. It had been such a long day and the hardest part was yet to come. Amazingly the shower did refresh him and renewed his energy.
After, he packed his bags. A suitcase, a duffel bag, and his old green school bag leftover from his high school days as the Green Ranger. He had absolutely no idea how long he was going to be in Angel Grove but he hoped no more than the remainder of the weekend. If he missed anymore school at Reefside High Principal Randall would surely fire his butt in a heartbeat. That wasn't the most important thing right now, though.
As he packed his things he found himself unintentionally filling his bags with white and green garments. They were all so old but he had kept them. Once he realized what he was packing he began to question himself. Why was he really going to Angel Grove? Was it really just to solve the Pink Ranger problem? Or had he always been looking for a reason to see Kimberly Hart again? And if that were the case then was he sappy enough to think that if he wore white and green then she would remember everything and then fall madly in love with him all over again?
"Snap out of it Oliver," he said to himself as he hurriedly emptied the contents of his bag and began grabbing for anything black in his reach.
"That part of your life is over and Kim is gone with it. This is strictly business and that's it."
Once his bags were full and he mentally went through the checklist in his head he realized that for once he had actually remembered everything. So, he made his way downstairs, out the door, and to his jeep. Loading the jeep he remembered that Haley was still downstairs and he knew that she at least deserved a goodbye. He was about to go back into the house to get her when the front door opened and out she came.
She did not say anything she just hurried over to him and embraced him in a tight, almost suffocating hug before he had a chance to say anything. He could tell she was crying and had been for a while because the front pieces of her hair were wet. He was about to say something to her but realized that he had no idea what that would be. He couldn't tell her anything she did not already know and anything he said beyond that would not offer her any consolation.
He just simply said, "I'll call you once I get settled in the hotel, I promise."
She finally let go of him nodding her head in response. Tommy turned around and climbed inside the black jeep. He turned on the ignition, put the automobile in drive and stepped on the gas. He never even looked back at the beautiful woman; it was just too hard.
Being on the open road only made Tommy more nervous. He approached the Reefside city limits sign and noticed the sign right after it that read, 'Stone Canyon 216, Angel Grove 232.' He still had four hours of this never-ending torture to go.
About one hundred miles latter he approached a gas station, which sat out in the middle of nowhere. The sun had already gone down and all that was left was a faint orange glow in the distance. He pulled over and filled up his tank.
After, he went inside the small establishment to pay but realized that he was suddenly very hungry. Browsing around the convenience store he reached for a bag of chips. Then he headed up the next isle where he chose a bag of trail mix. Finally he picked a bottle of pink lemonade out of the drink case. Then he approached the cashier.
"This all for ya," said the elderly man in the blue smock that read the name of the station.
"Yeah," responded Tommy "and pump two." He then spotted the rack of gum on the counter. "And a pack of gum please," he said as he grabbed the package.
"That'll be twenty eight twelve." Tommy paid the man in cash and headed back out on the road.
After turning on his headlights Tommy opened the bag of chips. He hadn't had this kind in years. Not since he and Kimberly went on that picnic right before she left for Florida. The memory of that day made him smile.
After finishing the bag of chips he opened his bottle of pink lemonade and took a drink. As the sour yet sweet liquid passed his lips he remembered that pink lemonade was always Kimberly's beverage of choice. Once again he smiled.
He then set down the bottle in the drink holder and tore open the bag of trail mix. He couldn't believe how hungry he was. Kimberly always said that "when someone is hungry it is better to stuff your face with nuts and raisins rather than nuts in a chocolate bar." He laughed to himself at the memory of all the cute things she used to say and do.
Once the nuts and raisins were gone Tommy remembered the gum he had purchased and stuffed in his pocket back at the gas station. He reached for it and shoved a piece in his mouth. At that moment he came to the realization that everything he just bought was subconsciously purchased because it reminded him of Kimberly. The biggest reminder of all was filling his mouth with her taste right now. Kimberly always chewed bubble gum flavored gum and because of this whenever he kissed her he usually tasted it on her lips.
Disgusted at himself he spat out the gum into his empty lemonade bottle, another reminder of his weakness. He quickly threw all of the wrappers and containers in the back seat. He did not need the distractions.
Not long after Tommy came upon another mileage sign. Angel Grove was only forty-two miles away. 'How time flies when you're having fun,' he thought to himself sarcastically. It was time for him to figure out what he was going to do when he actually reached Angel Grove.
He knew where she lived and although it was a Saturday night she probably would be at home by the time he got into town. But if she was the evil Pink Ranger did he have the strength to take her on tonight? More importantly though, did he have the strength to see her again tonight?
Tommy pondered this question for quite sometime and by the time he came to a decision he had reached Angel Grove's city limits sign along with a big elaborate sign that read 'Welcome to Angel Grove, Home of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.' He remembered the day that sign was put up and what a wonderful feeling it was to be recognized for his devotion to the city.
He soon passed by the lake; it seemed so small now. He knew it hadn't shrunk, his life had just gotten bigger. Beyond the lake was the park. He thanked God it was dark out because he knew that if he had laid eyes on it in the daylight he probably would have turned his jeep around immediately and gone home.
Several minutes latter he was on Main Street and shortly after that he parked at his destination. Getting out of the jeep was no easy task because Tommy was so stiff from the drive; it had seemed so short on the way.
After checking in at Angel Grove Hotel Tommy managed to lug his bags into the elevator and up to the third floor. Once the door opened with a 'ding,' he slowly searched for the door that read 316. He found it at the end of the hall.
The inside of the room was decent, nothing extravagant but nice. If these were normal circumstances he would have opted to stay at his parent's house, but it would have been stupid to get them involved in all of this.
He sat down all of his luggage on the floor and headed strait for the telephone on the nightstand. He dialed nine and then the number. It began to ring.
"Hello," said a female voice.
"Hi, it's me," he said slowly.
"Tommy?" she asked.
"Yeah," he answered "I just wanted to let you know that I'm here."
"Where is here," asked the concerned woman on the other end of the line.
"It doesn't matter Haley. The important thing is that I reached my destination safely and everything's okay."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that Tommy. You take care of yourself okay?" Haley could tell that Tommy was tired and was in no mood to talk.
"Okay," he answered.
"Well, good night," said Haley dryly.
"Good night," replied Tommy with remorse. Click. She had hung up the phone.
Tommy was so very tired, that's why he decided that it would be best to wait until tomorrow to find Kimberly. He knew that if she escalated a fight then he would be no competition for her in the state he was in. He also knew that if he even just saw her in the state he was in he would not have the strength to handle the situation correctly.
As he drifted off to sleep he immediately became entranced in a dream. It was a really good dream; she was in it. He dreamed of the first day he met Kimberly Hart and of the first time he kissed her all the way up until the last time he kissed her under the mistletoe. Then just as she was about to board the plain to Florida again he awoke realizing he was completely out of his mind.
He got up off the bed immediately and washed his face in the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he said to himself, "This is it Tommy." And while grabbing his keys on the way out the door he had only one destination in mind.
As he pulled up to the small white and pink two story house at 256 Rose Avenue Tommy felt as if he had never stopped coming to this house. It was all so familiar. It even still had the same rosebush in front of the bay window that he had helped her plant one Saturday afternoon.
Tommy turned off the engine, removed his seatbelt and took a very deep breath as he opened his jeep door. He stepped out onto the sidewalk and started up the short path to the porch. His legs were numb, his breathing was a mess, and he could have sworn that the sound of his heartbeat could have been heard all the way up to the master bedroom window on the second floor where the soft yellow light was glowing.
As he reached the porch he stepped up the first step, and the second, on the third he realized how loud his boots were. He hoped she hadn't heard him because he did not want to scare her, it was after all 2:00 a.m.
Once he reached the door he held his breath and reached for the doorbell.
Up stairs the gorgeous young woman had just gotten out of the bathtub. She had been soaking for so long, just trying to figure everything out in her head. She had done something very wrong today and she was quite aware of it. But, it had felt so right at the time.
As Kimberly unwrapped her pink towel she traded it for a pink satin negligée. The material felt nice against her skin as she walked over to her bed and turned down the covers. Thinking about the next day Kimberly sighed to herself. 'I don't want to go back to reality and pretend like I'm miss perfect prissy princess.' She thought to herself. How in the world could Lord Zedd expect her to return to her old life and act like nothing's changed? It was definitely going to be a challenge.
As Kimberly sat down on her bed and adjusted herself against the headboard she thought of something much funner, Dr. Oliver. Ever since she saw him this afternoon she had been completely overwhelmed with lust and infatuation. However, she was not at all impressed with his romantic display in the cyber café. In fact she was somewhat insulted that he would even date someone like that red headed woman when he had been with someone as charming and beautiful as herself.
Her anger towards him began to surface and she knew that if she did not put a stop to her evil thoughts now then she would never get to sleep. So, she lay down, drew the covers over her and began to doze off.
Suddenly, she was awakened by the sound of her doorbell. Annoyed and somewhat alarmed she dragged herself out of bed and reached for her robe, which was draped over a chair. She put it on and wrapped it around herself; securing it in a bow as she walked down the stairs slowly and cautiously.
It was so late, who in the world could be visiting her at this hour? As she approached the door she put her hand on the doorknob and used the other hand to turn on the outside light. Cursing herself for never having that peephole installed she slowly opened the door. Whoever it was she was pretty confident that she could take them on, even in her nightgown and robe. However she was not prepared for who stood before her, Tommy Oliver.
She swung the door all the way open in surprise and to get a better look at the handsome doctor. He looked as delicious as he had earlier in the day. He still wore the same clothes and had the same expression on his face that he did as he walked carefreely through the streets of Reefside.
Kimberly did not know what to say and it seemed that the doctor was mute himself so she did the first thing that came to mind. She followed her animalistic urges and lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and capturing him in the most passionate kiss ever known to man.
He responded very well to her and wrapped his arms around her even tighter than her grip was. He tasted so good and it felt so wonderful. He did not kiss like the boy she had kissed so many times so many years ago. No, he was all grown up and she had to admit it was for the better.
They both began to get very heated and as she began to lose control of all of her senses Kimberly heard the sound of footsteps on her porch. As she slowly came out of her deep sleep she realized that it had all been a dream. Disappointed and terribly confused she sat up and pouted to herself. Who the hell was on her porch and why did they have to wake her up?
Annoyed, she repeated the steps, which she had taken in her sleep and put on her robe and made her way downstairs to the front door. She turned on the light and slowly eased the door open half expecting to see Dr. Oliver standing there with that silly little grin on his face. But, she was surprised only to find an empty porch. She stepped outside and said,
"Hello! Is anybody there?"
After surveillanceing her yard and the street she determined that if there was somebody there before then they certainly didn't hang around.
So, did I fool ya? Seriously, let me know what you guys thought. I also would like to know if you guys think Kimberly should be nice to Tommy and make a fool of him, or if she should just be mean to him and tip him off to the fact that she's evil. Please review and thank you so much for reading!