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Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Happy Reading!

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The First Day

"Tommy . . . . ." Kimberly started softly, but her voice caught in her throat when she saw his hand move to his face and rub his eyes. "Tommy . . ." she said again as a tear rolled down her cheek, and a smile spread across her face. Tommy moaned as he opened his eyes, blinking them to focus. "Hey, welcome back!"



" . . . . . what . . . . . What's going on? . . . . . ." Tommy asked in a faint voice.



"You got, well, we all got attacked by Rita and Zedd's goons, and you got hurt pretty bad. How are you feeling?"



"Like I've been hit by a truck . . . . . Why am I in the hospital?" he asked, looking around the room.



"You've been in a coma for 12 days. You have a pretty big bump on your head."



" . . . . . Explains part of the pain . . . . ."



"You've got a broken arm and collar bone, and a few bruised ribs. You were really lucky! . . . Why don't I go get the doctor, so he can give you some pain killers."



" . . . . . Thanks . . . . ."



"I'll be right back." Kimberly said kissing him gently on the lips before getting up to leave the room. "The doctor will be here in a few minutes." she said as she walked back into the room a minute later. "I'm so glad you're awake!"



" . . . . . Can . . . . . Can I ask you something? . . . . ." Tommy asked in an unsure voice.



"Anything."



" . . . . . . . . . . . I . . . . . . . . . I feel like I should know you . . . . . but for some reason . . . . . I don't . . . . . . . . ." Kimberly's happy face dropped as she gazed into Tommy's eyes. " . . . . . I'm . . . . ." Tommy's voice cut out as he tried to think of his own name. Kimberly wanted to cry, but didn't dare, so she took a deep breath to steady herself, and plastered a fake smile on her face.



"You're my boyfriend. Tommy Oliver, the most sweet man I've ever known, and the BEST martial artist in town!"



"I'm Tommy Oliver? . . . . ." Tommy said in an unsure voice.



"Well, Thomas Lynn Oliver. But you've always gone by Tommy."



"Oh . . . . . and you're my . . . . ."



" . . . Girlfriend, Kimberly Hart . . ."



" . . . . . Kimberly Hart? . . . . . Its nice to meet you Kimberly Hart . . ." Tommy's words stung Kimberly like a giant bee.



"Tommy . . . . . ." she said softly, trying to keep herself from crying. " . . . . . I think you have amnesia . . . . ."



"Amnesia? . . . . . And why would I have that?"



" . . . You know all that pain you're in?" Tommy slowly nodded. "Tommy, we're Power Rangers . . . . . Zordon chose us to save the world! Every day, we're attacked by Zedd and Rita's goons, and we always win. We have to, or the earth will be taken over by Zedd and Rita's evil empire."



" . . . . . . I'm lost . . . . ."



"Tommy . . . . . Look, I know this is a lot to handle. But I love you, more than you know. And I'm going to help you through this. Your memory will come back . . . And when it does, you wont' be confused anymore. And then we can go back to being together."



" . . . . . I'm sorry . . . . ." Tommy said softly as Kimberly crossed her arms across her chest.



"Mr. Oliver, its nice to see you awake!" the doctor said cheerfully as he entered the room. "How are you feeling?"



" . . . Like I've been hit by a truck . . ."



"Well I'm going to give you something to take care of that pain. You're a really lucky guy though! Your girlfriend has been here with you since you were brought in 12 days ago! She's hardly left at all. I've never seen more dedication in my entire life!"



"He doesn't remember me . . . ." Kimberly said softly. "He's got amnesia."



"I figured as much. He was out for a long time. But the good news is that about 85% of amnesia stricken patients make a complete recovery within a few weeks."



"What about the other 15%?"



"Well, in all honesty, less than 3% don't get their memories back."



"And the other 12?" Tommy asked.



"It just takes longer . . ."



"Which means?" Kimberly prompted.



"There's a very good chance he'll recover. Of the 12%, only 5% only get back a partial memory, while the other 7% make almost a full recovery. But those are also the people who are out for weeks. My prognoses is that Tommy will make a full recovery, in no time."



"So what do we do right now?"



"Right now, I'm going to give Tommy a sedative. She should sleep for a couple hours. After that, we'll put him on a self medicated pain killer."



"Ok . . ." Tommy agreed in a soft voice.



"So basically we have to wait this out . . ." Kimberly concluded.



"Precisely. For now, Tommy needs to rest. But after that, you might try surrounding him with familiar thins. They will stimulate the mind and trigger memories. Its pretty helpful."



"So basically do normal things."



"Exactly. There isn't any special thing you can do that will snap his memories back. They'll come back on their own. It just takes some time."



"Ok . . ." Kimberly said softly.



"Just relax. Tommy has about 5 or so weeks left of the cast on his arm, and about 11 more for his collar bone. He needs to take it easy for a while."



"So no karate . . . . ."



"I'm sorry . . ."



"He'll live . . ." Kimberly said as she tucked a lock of hair behind Tommy's ear.



"Well Tommy, I'm going to let you get some rest. Kimberly, you might want tot call his parents and everyone else and give them an update."



"Ok. Thanks Dr. Klien." Kimberly said as he pulled a syringe out of his pocked and moved to deposit its contents into Tommy's IV.



"I'm going to head home for the day, but if you guys need anything, I can be paged from the nurse's station." Dr. Klien said when he was finished. "See you guys later."



"I'm gonna go make some calls. I'll be back." Kimberly said reaching for her cell phone, then kissing Tommy's forehead and following the doctor out of the room.







**************Angel Grove High School**************



"Hey Guys! Good News!" Trini said cheerfully a she met up with her friends after school. "Tommy woke up!"



"AWESOME!!!" Zack cheered.



"Let's go see him!" Billy agreed.



"Actually, Kimberly asked that we don't . . . He's got amnesia and doesn't remember a single thing. The doctor gave him a sedative for the pain, so he's sleeping right now, but the doctor said they can probably release him tomorrow."



"So why can't we see him?" Jason asked.



"He's going to be out for a few hours, and by the time Tommy wakes up, visiting hours will be almost over anyway. Plus, Tommy is super confused and seems a little hesitant toward everything. So Kimberly thinks its best if we wait until tomorrow. She said she would bring him by the youth center after school."



"She's probably freaked out." Jason commented



"She is! But she's holding herself together. I told her I would drop by the hospital with food and homework while Tommy is sleeping.



"Why don't we all go then?" Zack asked.



"We'll wake Tommy up. He needs to rest. Amnesia is a tough battle to fight." Billy noted.



"Billy is right." Jason agreed. "Tommy has it hard enough. We don't need to disrupt his sleep, then stress him out with trying to remember us. We'll see him tomorrow."



"Well, I'm gonna get going. I've gotta get to the hospital before Tommy wakes up. See you guys later!" Trini said, then turned and left her friends.







**************Angel Grove Memorial Hospital**************





"Hey . . . . . What are you looking at?" Tommy asked a few hours later when he woke up and looked around to room to see Kimberly curled up in a chair, flipping through a thick book.



"Hey! Good Morning Sunshine! How was your nap?"



"Good . . . . . What are you looking at?"



"Oh, its an old photo album I had Trini drop by. You wanna see?"



"Sure . . ." Kimberly smiled as she got up from her chair and sat down on the bed next to Tommy, where she flipped to the first page of a large photo alum. "Looks like fun . . ." Tommy said looking at a picture of a small group of people at what looked to be a party.



"It was. This was Jason's birthday party a couple years ago."



"Jason? . . . Your boyfriend?" Tommy asked confused.



"No, Jason isn't my boyfriend. He never has been, and never will be. You're the only man I love . . . Jason is just our close friend. If anything, he's like a brother."



" . . . . . Who are the rest of the people?"



"That girl next to me is Trini, then next to her is Billy. Then Zack is the crazy guy on the other end next to Jason."



"So are all of them our friends?"



"Our best friends!"



"Cool!"



"And this picture was Trini trying to plan your birthday party."



"Why was she planning my party?"



"Because I was the only one who could distract you at the time."



"Interesting."



"It was. Then the rest of these are your party." Kimberly said, then turned the page.



"Where was this taken?" Tommy asked pointing to a picture of him and Kimberly sitting together kissing on a flight of stairs.



"School."



"Oh . . ."



"And this would be us at the lake." Kimberly said as she pointed to a picture of them under a tree.



"You look beautiful there . . ."



"Thank you!"



"What about this one?" Tommy asked pointing to another picture.



"That would be the command center. And the cool robot is Alpha 5. Then this big head right here; that's Zordon. He's our mentor." Kimberly turned the page. "And here we all are in uniform."



"Was this Halloween?"



"I wish! . . . Tommy, we're Power Rangers . . . We risk our lives every day, to save the world."



"You're serious?"



"Sometimes, I wish I wasn't . . . But its true. We share a huge secret with Trini, Jason, Zack and Billy. And a lot of the time, we get our butts kicked, but we're usually ok."



"So I'm a Power Ranger?"



"You're the leader of the Power Rangers. And you're the best one we could ever ask for!"



"Some leader am . . . . ." Tommy said softly looking at his broken arm.



"You're a great leader Tommy! I almost fell off a cliff, and could have been killed, and you were trying to come save me, but Zedd and Rita's goons were relentless! I feel horrible saying this, but I"m really glad that the worst thing that happened, was you getting hurt. We all could have been thrown off the cliff . . ."



"I'm sorry I didn't save you . . . . ."



"Don't be. You were trying your hardest, and you had a world to save. You did your best . . ." Kimberly said as she laid her hand on Tommy's, and squeezed it gently, then flipped a page in the photo album with her freehand. "Check this out, here's you with your short hair." she said smiling.



"Gross! I used to look that bad?"



"You still had that sexy body though. And that killer smile! I'd kiss to see that again!"



"What about this?" Tommy asked pointing to another picture.



"That wold be the karate competition you and Jason competed in a few months ago. You guys donated all the money you won, to Little Angels Haven."



"What's that?"



"Its like an orphanage. About 35 kids lie there most of the time."



"How much did we win?"



"$3000."



"And we donated it all?!?"



"Yeah. And the looks on the kids' faces . . . . . In-fact, I think there's a picture . . ." Kimberly said as she flipped the pages. "Here we go! That would be your trophy that you donated to city hall."



"Its huge!"



"Yeah it is!"



"Why did we donate it?"



"I don't know really. You and Jason both said something about having enough trophies as your houses, that you didn't need another one taking up space."



"Do I have a lot?"



"Your parents gave you your own trophy room when you moved here. And you've got them stored in a room in your basement too. And I wouldn't be surprised to find a bunch in the attic also."



"You're serious?"



"Yep!"



"Are they all karate trophies?"



"Actually, I'm not sure! But we can go look when they let you out of here."



"Ok . . . But I have a question."



"Shoot."



"Am I really that good?"



Are you kidding?!? Tommy, you're better than good! You're great!!!"



"Which is why I'm a Power Ranger . . ."



"Sort of . . ."



"Can I ask you something else?"



"Anything you'd like."



"You said you're my girlfriend . . . How long have we been together?"



"About a year and a half."



"Really? I haven't driven you nuts?"



"No, you have! But I love you anyway."



"How'd I get so lucky?"



"I have no idea! I actually keep asking myself that exact same question."



"I'm sorry I don't' remember you. I feel like I should."



"Don't worry about it Tommy. Its hard on both of us. But your memory will come back."



"Do you have more pictures of us?"



"Tons!" Kimberly said cheerfully as she flipped a couple pages in the album. "Here's a good one."



"Where was that taken?"



"Your house. Those are you parents next to us."



"Are you sure?"



"You're adopted, so they don't look like you."



"Oh . . . . .What about my real parents?"



"You always said they were your real parents."



"Oh . . ."



"Your biological parents died years ago. Or at least that's what you were told. . . . . . . This one was taken on our first date." Kimberly said, changing the subject.



"Ewww, look at my hair!"



"Oh please! Looks don't' matter. Like right now, you've been in a coma for 12 days, you need a shower, and your face is all stubby and needs to be shaved. But you still look great to me!"



"You don't have to lie . . . I look bad, I get it."



"No you don't. You look perfect."



"Was that taken at a carnival?" Tommy asked, looking back to the picture.



"Yeah. You won me this cute little dragon."



"That one?" he asked, pointing to a picture of Kimberly holding a little stuffed dragon.



"Yeah. I named him Dragon Zord Junior. But I just call him Junior."



"Cool."



"I thought so."



"What about this picture?"



"That was the Halloween party that turned into a food fight." Kimberly told him, smiling at the memory.



"Looks like fun . . . What about this one?" he asked as Kimberly turned the page.



"That was Christmas last year. You were kissing me under the mistletoe, and somebody took a picture."



"Sounds romantic."



"It was. You always are . . .And this is midnight on New Year's Eve. We were all at the party at the youth center."



"Looks like we do everything together."



"Yeah, pretty much!"



"Hey you guys!" a friendly voice said from across the room. "I hope you're hungry cause we brought lots of food!"



"Tommy, you have the best parents!" Kimberly said closing the photo album, and setting it on the bedside table.



"Sweetie, its good to see you awake! How are you feeling?" Mrs. Oliver asked.



"I'm ok." Tommy said softly.



"You're not in too much pain, are you?"



"I'm fine, they gave me something."



"Well I hope you're hungry, cause we got take-out from that Chinese place you love so much."



"You went to Kinwan's?" Kimberly asked.



"Yes we did!" Mr. Oliver piped up. "And not only did we go there, but we ordered practically everything on the menu!"



"Did you get orange chicken and chow mein?"



"How about 5 different kinds of chow mein!"



"Is this a private party, or can anyone join?" a voice asked from the doorway.



"Hey Mom! Come on in!" Kimberly said looking up to se her mother's smiling face.



"Sorry to intrude, but I heard Tommy woke up, so I thought I'd stop by to say hi."



"Why don't you stay for dinner." Mrs. Oliver suggested. "We've got enough food to feed an army!"



"Are you sure? I don't want to intrude . . ."



"Nonsense! Join us, we're all family!" Mr. Oliver told her.



"So, Kimberly, are you planning on returning to school since Tommy is up now?" Mrs. Oliver asked as they ate.



"Actually, I hadn't thought about that, but I guess I should . . ."



"You've already missed about a week, you really should go back." Mrs. Hart added.



"I know . . . I just don't feel right about leaving Tommy alone. But they're talking about releasing him tomorrow afternoon. So I think I'll take the rest of this week off, then go back to school on Monday."



"Why don't you go back on Friday. Tommy will be fine at home." Mrs. Oliver suggested.



"I don't know . . . It just doesn't feel right . . . I'd rather spend my time trying to help Tommy get his memory back. Then maybe he could go back with me on Monday."



"I don't know if that's such a good idea . . ." Mrs. Oliver told her. "I"m not sure I want Tommy going back to anything so soon."



"It is always like that?" Tommy asked a couple hours later as everyone except Kimberly left his hospital room.



"What do you mean?" Kimberly asked.



"Do they always fight over me like that?"



"They love you Tommy. They're just trying to help."



"Are they always like that though?"



"No, not usually. I think they're just worried about you. Your parents are usually totally cool."



"If you say so . . ." he said with a yawn.



"They'll let up. I wouldn't worry about it." Kimberly said as she shut the door. "Are you tired?"



"A little."



"Why don't you get some sleep then. You need the rest."



"Do you think I can see some pictures for a while . . . See if I remember anything?"



"Of course! Whatever you'd like!" Kimberly said, her smile brightening as she reached for the photo album on the table next to Tommy's bed. She flipped through it to the page they left off, then carefully set it on Tommy's lap as she sat down next to him on the bed.



"What's this?" Tommy asked pointing to a comical picture.



"That would be the field trip to the biology center last year. Billy and Zack found this really nasty smelling gooky stuff, and thought it would be funny to freak me out."



"Sounds gross"



"It was. I mean really, look at the faces Trini and I are making . . .It was totally disgusting!"



"Looks that way."



"Actually, at the time, you and Jason thought it was pretty funny!"



"Really?"



"You guys were all cracking up while Trini and I almost lost our lunches. It was pretty sad!"



"I'm sorry . . ." Tommy said softly.



"Don't be. It was all in fun."



"Am I always so insensitive?" Tommy asked suddenly.



"What do you mean?" Kimberly asked as she turned to face him.



"Amy I always being a jerk and laughing at people's lame attempts at being clever?"



"No way! Like all of us, you like to have a good time. And things can get a little crazy at times . . . . .But you're not a jerk Tommy! You're actually the most sensitive and caring guy I've ever met. You're always looking out for me, as well as the others, and making sure we're ok. You've never done anything to hurt us, and I know you never will. All you've ever done, is love us, and be by our side when we needed you. None of us could ever ask for a better friend than you!"



"You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"



"Tommy . . . . . .Look at these pictures, and tell me what you see." Kimberly said as she turned the page to a bunch of pictures of them together.



"You look so happy . . . . ."



I was . . . I'm always happy when I'm with you. I don't think I've ever been unhappy. Even when Rita ruined my float for the Peace Parade, and I was completely devastated . . .You went behind my back, and rebuilt my model, and entered it in the parade . . . And I won! That never would have happened if it hadn't been for you . . ."



"I really did that?"



"Here's the proof!" Kimberly said turning the page. "Its all right here. The newspaper articles and everything."



"Wow!"



"You're the most amazing guy I've ever met Tommy! And I honestly don't know where I'd be without you!"



"I wish I could remember. I feel like I'm really lucky to have you here."



"I'm the lucky one. You've always been there for me when I needed a friend. I'm just returning the favor."



"You don't have to stay here if you don't' want to. You should go home." Tommy said softly.



"I'd rather stay here with you, unless you'd like me to leave."



"Its up to you . . . .. But it is nice having you here."



"Then I'll stay." Kimberly said smiling as Tommy reached for her hand.



"Are you sure?"



"I'm positive."



"Will you do me a favor?"



"Sure."



"Go get me a nurse. I need this stupid IV thing out of my arm so I can get up."



"Ok. I'll be right back." Kimberly said kissing his cheek before getting up and heading out of the room.



"Mr. Oliver, its good to see you awake!" a nurse said as she followed Kimberly into the room.



"He wants to get up and move around." Kimberly told her. "Can we get the IV taken out?"



"Sure! As long as he's eating solid foods, I can take it out."



"He ate a ton of Chinese food for dinner!"



"Good I'm glad to hear it!"



"What about the oxygen?"



"I think we can take care of that too."



"Thank you! You're the best!"



"Tommy, how are you feeling?" The nurse asked as she moved around the bed to remove the IV.



"I'm good. Just would like to move around a little bit."



"Well we're going to take care of that for you. Go ahead and pull the oxygen tubes out of your nose . . .. . Ok, this may hurt a little bit . . . It was a challenge getting this IV into your arm. You've got an awful lot of muscle."



"Thank you!" Tommy said proudly as Kimberly smiled.



"Ok, which band-aid do you want? We've got the Flintstones, Barney and Barbie."



"Flintstones."



"Oh, but she's got Barbie!" Kimberly protested.



"Haha! I'll stick with the stone age thank you!"



"There you go!" The nurse said patting the band-aid down. "You're all done!"



"Excellent! Thank you!"



"You're welcome! But you need to remember that just because you're able to get up and move around, doesn't mean you should. You still have a broken arm and collar bone, as well as some bruised ribs. I don't' want you jeopardizing your recovery, so you need to rest."



"She's right Tommy." Kimberly told him. "Rest will do you some good."



"Ok, I'll rest . . . But first, I need to visit the little boy's room."



"Right through that door." The nurse said pointing across the room as Tommy started to get up.



"Careful . . ." Kimberly said as she helped pull back the bedding, so Tommy could get up. "Don't hurt yourself. Just take it slow."



"You worry too much." Tommy said as she stood up next to the bed.



"Be careful Tommy." she said as he stepped past her, and headed toward the bathroom.



"Kimberly?" Tommy called a minute later.



"Tommy!? Are you o k?!?" she called back as her heart began to race with panic"



"Yeah, I'm fine. But could you come here for a minute?"



"What's wrong?" Kimberly asked as she slowly opened eh door, and popped her head inside to see Tommy sanding in front of the sink.



"I only have one hand . . ."



"Here, let me help you." she said with a warm smile as she stepped around the door, and moved toward Tommy. Kimberly pushed the food pedal for water as she squirted soap into her hands, then rubbed them over Tommy's hand.



"Thanks." he said softly as Kimberly released the foot pedal, and dried their hands with a paper towel.



"Uh huh!"



"I guess I'm gonna need more hep than I thought . . . . ."



"Well, you know where to find me!"



" . . . Yeah . . ."



"Come on, let's get you back in bed." she told him, then turned and headed out to the bathroom.



"You alright?" The nurse asked as she helped Tommy back into his bed.



"Yeah. I just needed a little help."



"Ok. Well let's get you settled back in, so you can get some rest . . . Is there anything I can get you, so you'll be more comfortable?"



"Thanks, but I'm fine." Tommy said as she got settled back into bed.



"Ok, well you know where to find me!" she said, then turned and left the room.



"I'm getting a little sick of that line." Tommy mumbled as the nurse closed th door.

"I'm sorry . . . But really Tommy, is there anything I can get you?"



"No, I'm ok . . ."



"Are you sure?"



Yeah . . . I've got everything I need right here." he said holding his hand out toward her.



"You know, its funny . . . . ." Kimberly started as she took his hand. " . . . . .You're still the sweet, loving Tommy I fell in love with. Even when you can't remember . . ."



"You're beautiful, you know that?"



"That's what you've always told me . . ." she said smiling, her eyes sparkling.



"I feel bad saying this, because I can't remember anything before today . . . . ."



"Tommy, don't feel bad . . . You'll remember soon enough."



" . . . . . I know . . . But I mean this, and I'm sure you've probably heard it about a thousand times . . . And I know I can't remember . . . . . But . . . . . I feel like I'm falling in love with you . . . . ." Kimberly smiled as a tear slipped out of her eye, and made its way down her cheek. She wiped it away as Tommy gently stroked her hand with his thumb.



" . . . . . I love you too Tommy . . . . ." she said softly. "I have since the moment I first say you . . . . ."



"Its weird, its only been a few hours since I woke up . . . But having you here with me, and looking through all those pictures . . . I'm thinking I must really love you . . . . . And even though I can't remember the past right now, something is telling me that I should be with you . . ."



" . . . . I wish you could remember . . . I don't want to start all over, but I guess right now, I really don't have a choice . . ."



"I'm sorry. I don't mean to make this hard on you."



"You're not. I'm glad you love me . . .It makes things a lot easier."



"Come here . . ." Tommy said gently pulling her closer. Kimberly wiped away another tear as she stepped closer to Tommy, and wrapped her arms around him, careful not to hug him too tight. "I love you Kimberly . . ."



"I love you too." she said with a sniffle. "You know . . ." Kimberly started as she carefully let go, and sat down on the bed next to Tommy. "I guess if you have to have amnesia, its good to have a heart, and know what its telling you." Tommy gently wrapped his arm around Kimberly as she laid he head on his shoulder. "I'm glad you remember what love is . . ."



"I'm not sure I would, if it weren't for you . . . I probably wouldn't have gotten through these last few hours without you."



" . . . . . These last 12 days have been really hard . . . . . I'm not sure how much longer I would have lasted without you. I've never been the strong one in this relationship . . . . ."



Well, I'm here now . . ."



" . . . Yeah . . ."



" . . . And I know I can't remember anything, but I promise to try. I'll be by your side as long as you'll let me . . ."



"How does forever sound?"



"It sounds perfect." Tommy said softly, kissing the top of Kimberly's head, then laying his head on her's as Kimberly carefully wrapped an arm around him. "Go to sleep Kimberly, you need the rest . . . . ."





To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .