Wow, I can't believe how fun this chapter was to write. I just sat down and the ideas just kept coming and coming. I felt like the energizer bunny. I know I didn't update again over the weekend like I said I would, but hopefully this chapter will convince you to forgive me. By the way I was overjoyed to see how many of you responded to my last chapter, which I didn't much care for. But, I guess some of you did. Thanks for the encouragement, it really does mean a lot. Have fun!

By noon Tommy felt like he was literally going to burst. Why in the hell hadn't Zedd made his move? It had been nearly twenty-four hours since his last attack, what was he waiting for? In spite of Tommy's attempt to trick himself into believing that Kimberly was capable of taking care of herself in Lord Zedd's lair, his common sense had gotten the best of him. The night before when he had felt that strange connection to Kimberly it felt good to know that she was okay, but it also didn't feel right. He knew something was wrong, very wrong.

"Hey man," interrupted the strong masculine voice that belonged to Jason, "I know you're probably sick of me asking this but how are you doing?"

Jason stepped outside and the screen door slammed behind him. Tommy retreated from his usual workout space in his vast backyard and joined the Red Ranger on the porch. Tommy had been roaming around the grounds for at least an hour just trying to come up with some sort of strategy. But it was a little hard to come up with a plan of attack when you had no clue where the bad guys actually were.

"Well, I've been better," Tommy replied to Jason's question hopelessly. "I can't stand much more of this bro. Zedd's got to make a move."

"Wait, wait, wait," said Jason in amazement, "are you telling me you finally let the macho man routine go?"

"It wasn't a macho man routine. It was a mind over matter strategy."

Jason looked at Tommy questioningly.

"That failed poorly," added Tommy surrendering to his best friend.

"Just hang in there Tommy," said Jason after a few seconds of silence. "Kim's been through so much in her life, some bad, but mostly good. There's no way she's going to let a little thing like Lord Zedd and Rita take it all away from her. She's especially not going to let them take her away from you."

Normally Tommy would have shot back at Jason with denial and defense at his suggestive comment of the couple's failed romance. But, he didn't have the strength to, not today; maybe not ever again. The fact of the matter was that the day he met Kimberly Hart she had stolen his heart away and when she left him she never gave it back, he didn't want it back.

"Tommy, oh Tommy…"

Tommy's head snapped up at the faint sound of the whisper of his name echoing through the forest. Jason reacted immediately too.

"Did you hear that?" he asked.

"Yeah," replied Tommy suspiciously as he searched the grounds with his eyes. "It was probably just Ethan and Conner fooling around. Sometimes those guys have no tact or regard whatsoever," he admitted sorely to Jason.

"Tommy, Tommy…" said the sinister voice again as it began to grow wickedly familiar.

"There it was again," began Jason as he followed his friend down the porch steps, "and I don't think it's the voice of a teenage menace."

"Shhhh," snapped Tommy quickening his pace as he wound through trees and expertly avoided all the bushes that crossed his path.

A part of him was actually looking forward to greeting the owner of the voice. He didn't care that he had left his newly created power coin back at the house. He didn't care that it was now just him and Jason against the world's most feared evil. But, what he did care about was finding Kimberly and hopefully in one peace.

As the two men chased the calls they found themselves getting lost deeper and deeper in the forest. Neither of them had noticed when but at some point fog had begun to close in on them. Soon they could only see but two yards in front of them, at which point Jason tightly latched on to Tommy's shoulder. He knew that once they were separated it was pretty much over for the both of them. They never should have wondered so far alone, but even if he had tried to convince Tommy to turn around to retrieve the other's Tommy would have just said "do what you want but I'm not stopping."

"I'm going to call the other's," announced Jason, not even sure if Tommy had heard him because he was so focused on the beckon. It was almost as if he was hypnotized. Jason briefly released Tommy's shoulder to engage his communicator, but all he heard was a failed signal. He tried again and still no success. The two men stopped cold in their tracks.

"The signals gone," declared Jason almost panicked.

"Yeah," continued Tommy, "and something tells me it has something to do with this fog, which no doubt has something to do with Zedd."

Jason had a look of worry on his face, which normally would have at least made Tommy stop and consider the severity of his situation. But, not this time, he didn't hesitate once to turn around and keep moving.

"Tommy it's a trap," warned Jason as he looked up from his communicator. But, Tommy was no where in sight; in fact nothing was insight but walls and walls of the white abyss. The fog was so heavy that the man couldn't even see his own hand when he placed it directly in front of his face.

"Tommy!" yelled Jason, sure that his friend would answer back in annoyance. Silence. "Tommy!" he shouted again even louder. "This isn't funny! Where are you? Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!"

Jason was starting to get really panicked now, Tommy was no where to be found. Even worse than that the voice had completely diminished. Jason could hear nothing but silence. Reaching for his morpher Jason realized it was time to get serious. He pulled the silver mechanism from the back of his belt, but before he could swing it in front of him to call on the coin's great power the morpher was swiftly knocked out of his hand. He hadn't even seen what did it or who did it. But, like Tommy it was lost. Jason scurried to find it, running in circles, when suddenly he realized that losing his morpher was the least of his problems.

Meanwhile, Tommy continued on his journey. The voice still rung fresh through his ears. The fog was thick but it didn't worry him, in fact all it did was prove to be an annoyance. Soon he found himself at the edge of a tiny ledge where a gigantic tree root had protruded out of the ground. Below it was about a ten-foot drop and man was Tommy relieved that he had seen it before it resulted in a sprained ankle.

"Watch you're step bro," he said casually as he jumped off the ledge and landed safely on the leaves and brush below. He quickly moved out of the way so Jason wouldn't end up landing right on top of him, but there was just one problem. He never heard Jason's feet hit the ground; in fact he heard nothing.

"Jas," he hollered behind him, "quit fooling around we don't have all day."

But, Jason didn't respond.

"Jason?" he questioned in confusion. "Where did you go?"

But, still nothing.

"Jason!" he yelled loudly. "Jason! Jason! Jas-" he stopped short realizing it was useless.

Lord Zedd had been successful in splitting the two friends up. Before Tommy would allow himself to worry for his best friend he reminded himself that Jason was just as capable as he was if not more. Just then the voice returned, but it wasn't echoing through the trees, originating from some remote location. No, it could be heard as plain as day and Tommy felt the warm, moist breath of the source breathing down his neck and he froze.

"Hey, has anyone seen Dr. O?" asked the cute petite girl as she entered her science teacher's living room.

Everyone had been present in the room, well everyone but herself, Jason and Dr. Oliver.

"Haven't seen him, girl," said Zack casually as he tossed a kernel of popcorn up in the air and waited patiently for it to land perfectly in his mouth.

All of the Rangers, old and new had spent the last couple of hours brainstorming a solution or at least some sort of a plan. Tommy had cut out quite some time ago. Everyone figured he just needed some air, it wasn't until he had been gone for nearly an hour that Jason decided he should probably check on him.

"I think he and Jason are out back," said Kat sweetly as she tried to fight back a yawn unsuccessfully. She still hadn't recovered from the day before. "Oh excuse me," she said apologizing for her bad manners.

"No," said Kira factually, "they're not there anymore."

"What?" said Conner casually not really giving much thought to the possibilities.

"Well, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes when Jason went outside to find Dr.O and I heard them talking on the porch for a little while. But then I suddenly realized after a few minutes that the voices stopped."

"So maybe they went for a walk," said Ethan as he battled Conner for the plastic bowl of popcorn that was being passed around.

"In this fog?" questioned Kira, "that's not very likely. I just went outside to call them in but I couldn't see beyond the porch."

"Fog?" asked Haley, "What are you talking about sweetie it's as clear as the ocean outside," she gestured towards the living room window where bright golden sunlight filtered in through the black mesh shades.

"Maybe I should run some more tests on you Kira," offered Billy kindly, "maybe there's something Haley and I overlooked. Are you feeling okay?"

"For the millionth time I'm fine!" declared Kira raising her voice.

She was so sick of the way everyone had been treating her since she woke up that morning. Everyone acted like she was as delicate as an egg. Even Trent had been trying her nerves, not allowing her out of his site. She practically had to fight him off with a stick before he let her separate from him for fifteen minutes to take a shower.

"Calm down Kira," said Trent soothingly as he rose from his seat on the bench in front of the fireplace.

He walked towards Kira and extended his hand to her in consolation. But, she didn't take it; she only stared at him in disgust.

"As you were," she huffed sourly as she turned around and walked back into the kitchen.

"What's gotten into her?" asked Aisha not caring for the young Yellow Ranger's attitude.

"Yeah, pardon me for caring," said Trent to himself as he watched the girl disappear behind the corner. After a slight hesitation he decided to follow her.

"Wait," interrupted Billy, "just let her be Trent. She's probably just frustrated with everything that's going on."

"Billy's right," continued Haley. "You know how Kira is, she can't stand seeing her friends suffer and not be able to do anything about it."

"Yeah," said Conner, "especially when it comes to Dr. O."

Everyone stared at Conner questioningly.

"Oh come on," whined Conner, "don't tell me I'm the only one to have picked up on their 'relationship,'" he raised his hands in the air and made quotation marks with his fingers.

"I must say, I'm impressed," said Ethan with a giant grin on his face.

"What?" questioned Conner, "they're like so obvious."

"No," replied Ethan, "I'm impressed that you used the quotations correctly.

Every soon erupted into chuckles, disregarding Conner's comments about Tommy and his student. Everyone knew their relationship was a little strange, but Tommy's friends understood that it was because of Kim. When they first met Kira she had reminded them of Kimberly immediately.

Kira shuffled into the kitchen once again and headed straight for the refrigerator. She opened the door and fished out a can of ginger ale. Closing the door she muttered curses to herself. Sometimes it was so hard being a girl. Popping open the can, Kira briefly wondered what it must have been like for Kimberly back when she was a Ranger. She had been as tiny as herself and not only that her color was pink! She must have really gotten the damsel in distress treatment. But, knowing Dr. O, it was probably welcomed. Speaking of Dr. O, where was he?

Kira stepped to the side and peered out the widow, but all she could see was a distressed wooden porch enclosed by a curtain of white and gray. After taking a gigantic gulp of soda she set the can down on the counter and headed outside. Once on the porch she called for her teacher.

"Dr. O!" she yelled not too loud but loud enough to be heard within a fair distance.

She heard no response and suddenly she got the chills. She wrapped her arms around her chest and rubbed them in an attempt to warm up.

"Dr. O!" she hollered again, even louder as she cupped her hands around her mouth.

She started to realize that the stupid fog was only reflecting her yells back at her. Maybe if she got further out he could hear her. So, she stepped off the porch and was shocked to find that she couldn't see a damn thing.

"Dr. O?" she questioned meekly somewhat annoyed at herself for allowing fear to creep in.

But, there was nothing. Before allowing her mind to become poisoned with uncertainty Kira decided that she preferred the ridiculous treatment back in the house over the scared and helpless feeling inside of her right now. So, she turned around and stepped up expecting her black boot to land on the bottom step of the porch, but there was nothing there except dirt. She took a few more steps surprised that she hadn't realized just how far she had gone from the porch. Still, nothing. Spinning in circles Kira was beginning to feel panic. Grasping at her chest to catch her breath she didn't like where she was at all.

"Dr.O," she pleaded. "Help me! Somebody!" but she was still alone.

It was the most horrible feeling she had ever felt, it was even worse than the time the tyranodrones kidnapped her and took her to Mesogog's island fortress. Little did she know it was about to get worse, when suddenly she felt something encircling her right arm. For all she knew it could have just been a stray weed or branch from a tree, but she wasn't taking her chances as she took off running not concerned with the direction. As she ran further and further she tried desperately to avoid any trees, but wasn't always successful. She couldn't even begin to count the bruises she was going to have the next day if it ever even came. Tears began to drip from her eyes in masses and the screams had literally been scared out of her. She thought she could hear footsteps behind her, but she wasn't sure, and there was no way she was going to stop to find out. But suddenly, without warning she found herself in mid air and falling fast. She tried to scream but she couldn't. Then, she remembered her dino gem, just in time. "Dino Thunder Power Up, ha," she mouthed as she fell faster and faster. But the yellow pterodactyl never appeared on her wrist, her bracelet along with her dino gem was gone. All she could do now was listen for the sound of her bones crashing to the ground.