"Where'd you come from?" yelled Alex, now fully morphed into the silver Time Force ranger; Conner and Ethan on both sides of him, both in fighting stances, hands gripped into tight fists.

"Janixsaur created me. And I only have one mission and that is to destroy the power rangers!" announced Hexasaur, the lizard dino purple mutant.

It can't be. Alex shook his thoughts away. "Well, whatever you are and wherever you came from, you're going down!" Alex, Ethan and Conner charged right at him.

They were all coming from all sides of him, kicking and punching at him. But Hexasaur had violent speed, and blocked every move in a blink of an eye. He then swung around whacking his scaly tail at the three, knocking them all to the ground.

"Pathetic," Hexasaur started to head towards Alex, as if he had some ulterior motive, like he held something against him, some hidden grudge.

Conner and Ethan struggled to their feet. "Hey, leave him alone!" yelled out Conner.

Hexasaur turned around and sent a powerful energy blast at the two, throwing them back. He continued on his way over to Alex. "And now for you!" He picked the silver ranger up by the neck, choking Alex, making it hard for him to breathe.

Alex gasped for air, struggling to break free from Hexasaur's hold. "You don't know what you're doing!"

"I know exactly what I'm doing. Say goodbye, silver ranger." Hexasaur's grip became stronger, which made Alex go into a forced demorph. He watched as Alex's face became paler, but then something happened. Hexasaur looked into Alex's eyes, and for a moment it looked as though he was stunned or confused. What am I doing? He released his hold on Alex.

Alex dropped to the ground, gasping for air, everything was spinning around. He felt dizzy and sick. What's going on? He watched as Hexasaur took a step back. The mutant looked frightened, scared and confused.

From a distance Conner and Ethan watched in shock. "What the hell's going on? He could have killed Alex!" Why stop when he had the upper hand?

"Come on, let's not give him the chance to try again." Conner got to his feet, drawing out his blaster, along with Ethan shooting blaster shots right at Hexasaur.

Hexasaur took a few hits. He dropped to one knee, and then it was as if something snapped back into him. He glared right at Alex. "This isn't over. I will be back. You can count on that!" Hexasaur then disappeared into a green glow.

Conner and Ethan demorphed and rushed over to Alex. "Hey, you okay?" asked Ethan as he and Conner helped him to his feet.

Alex took a few deep breaths. "I'm fine."

"What was all that about? He could have killed you, but he stopped. Why would he stop?" remarked Conner. It didn't seem to make much sense.

Alex was silent for a moment. He looked at the two blankly. "I don't know. Come on, let's get to the base. We should inform the others about Hexasaur." Alex then shoved himself away from the two, as if he didn't want their help or didn't want to admit he needed it.

The two shared a look with each other. "Did you believe him?" asked Ethan.

"No. He's hiding something. It's like he knows Hexasaur or something. You saw the way he went after Alex, it was like he held something against him or something."

"Seems to be a lot of that going on."

Conner rolled his eyes... "I don't have anything against him!"

"Right," remarked Ethan as he ran off to catch up with Alex.

"Hey, I don't!" yelled Conner. What would I have against him? I barely know him. All I know is he's some Time Force hot shot officer, who thinks he's all that. And that he looks exactly like Wes…Wes…Wait… Is that what I hold against him, because he looks like Wes?…And I expect him to be like Wes. Damn, I hate it when Ethan's right.

After Alex, Conner, and Ethan told everyone about their encounter with Hexasaur, everyone returned home to get some rest. Tommy had placed Hayley and Eric on watch in the dino cave to try to pick up on any readings on Hexasaur, while Alex and Jen returned back to the Collins cabin to do some research there.

"You don't have to do this, you know. I can do it," said Alex, leaning over Jen's shoulder, watching as she began searching through Time Force records on Janixsaur. Ever since she had found out about Wes's death she had been throwing herself into her work. While back in the future, Jen had scared him a couple of times, almost blindly going in and arresting escaped prisoners. He was worried about her, worried that she would get too emotionally involved, be bent on revenge for what Janixsaur had done to Wes.

"I can handle it; besides, I'm better at research than you are."

Alex sighed, heavily. She really hadn't talked much to him about what she was feeling now, about Wes. He knew she had talked to Kira, but Kira had only known Jen for a short time, while he has known Jen for years. "Working yourself to death won't bring him back, Jen."

She just stared into the holographic screen, silently. Some days this was just all she could do, all that kept her going on, to keep her living. Other days it was harder just to breath. And even though she knew what it felt like to live without him, it was ten times worse this time knowing he had died not knowing that she still loved him. She felt tears starting to leak through her eyes. No, she couldn't cry. Not with Alex in the room. Not when there was work to be done. She held them back, wiping away tears that leaked through her eyes.

"Jen..." he started softly, knowing she was hurting.

"I'm fine, Alex. Please….Just let me work alone this time. I need to be alone right now," she responded softly, near to breaking down.

Sighing heavily, with a broken heart, feeling powerless to do anything, he did as she wished; left the room and closed the door to the study behind him. He stayed there for a few moments until he heard the doorbell ringing. Who could that be?

Alex opened the front door and was faced with Conner, who looked in rough shape. He looked just as bad as Jen. "Conner? What are you doing here? Eric's still over at Tommy's working with Hayley."

The young teenager looked to be struggling. He looked uncomfortable. "I actually came to talk to you." Conner had his head down, as if he were having trouble looking Alex in the face.

"Me?" asked Alex, kind of surprised.

He licked his lips and took a deep breath, before looking up at Alex. "Can I come in?"

"Sure." Alex stepped aside and let Conner step in. After he closed the door, he watched as Conner paced around the room, hands in his pockets and back hunched. Alex knew the past couple of weeks hadn't been easy on Conner, but he knew this wasn't the cocky and smart-alecky teenager he had come to know. "Is everything okay, Conner?" he asked, slightly concerned.

Sighing, he turned around to face Alex. "I think I owe you an apology for yelling at you and stuff-"

Alex could see right where this was going. "No, don't be sorry. You were right."

"What? I was right?" Had he heard things right? Did Alex just say he was right?

Alex sighed, shaking his head. "Yeah."

Conner sighed. In most cases he would have been glad he had been right for a change, but this time… "I'm still sorry, though…It's-it's just you-"

"Look like Wes." I should have known. Alex now realized and understood Conner's problem with him. The teenager looked at him and expected to see Wes, but he was not Wes. And in Conner's case, with everything that had happened... It was a lot for a kid to take on.

"Yeah." Conner bit his lip. "It's not that I don't like you, it's just...I don't know, hard, complicated, weird..."

"I guess if I were in your shoes, I'd feel the same way."

Conner sighed, nodding his head. "Hayley said that there's a chance Wes could still be alive. Do you think there's a chance? You two look so much alike, maybe you're related."

Alex's eyes widened, as if his heart had stopped. Conner, sensing something was wrong, turned around and found Alex's dilemma. Jen was staring right at them.

She probably heard what I said.

Alex sighed heavily. "I don't know what to tell you, Conner. Time is a complicated thing. Yes, I could be related to Wes, directly or a distant cousin. I'm not sure; for all we know, he could have a child no one knows about." Alex licked his lips. His eyes fell on Jen. He wished he could say more, offer some hope, but the truth was he didn't know if there was any, if it would do any good.

Not saying a word, Jen ran out the door, not being able to take another minute of it.

"Jen!" called out Alex, starting to go after her, but Conner grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Maybe you should give her some space. I can't imagine what this must be like for her," sighed Conner, knowing Jen was hurting a lot more than he was.

He bowed his head down, sighing. All this time he had been doing all he could to help her, but maybe Conner was right. Maybe the best thing he could do for Jen was to give her some space, some time alone. "It wasn't supposed to be like this, you know. We were supposed to be married. We'd probably have a kid or two."

Conner sighed. Maybe he had been too hard on Alex. Alex in one instant lost everything he had ever cared about, his life, dreams, the future he wanted.

"But then all the stuff with Ransik happened." Alex laughed softly. "She thought I was dead. I don't know, some days I wonder if things would have been better off if I had just died back then, if the doctors didn't revive me. Then I wouldn't have acted like a jerk to her."

Conner began to see a different side of Alex. The side he hid away, to shield his pains and sorrows from his losses, and the guilt knowing it had been his own fault. "Don't say that. I'm sure Jen wouldn't want you dead."

"Yeah," responded Alex softly.

Tommy sat at his desk, going through old files, newspaper clippings, and running across old photos from college. For a long moment Tommy stared at a photo of a large group of people. He had his arms wrapped around Hayley and a few other people were around them, hanging out at a club. It had been taken around the time he and Hayley had hooked up, but things happened. He had left and when they reconnected they ended up just being friends.

Which he had been able to maintain; but t as for his friendships with the others, Dan, Lilly, Jake and Bonnie; he had lost contact with them over the years. He had no idea where any of them were or what they were doing.

He sighed, wondering what it would have been like if he had never left. Never had joined with Mercer; maybe they would all still be friends, maybe things with Hayley…

"They ask about you every now and then."

He set the picture down on his desk and turned around in his chair to face her. "I would have thought they would have forgotten about me by now."

Hayley laughed. "Kind of hard to forget about a guy who broke up one of the biggest bar fights ever and didn't get a scratch on him. Everyone thought you were Superman or something."

He smiled. "Yeah. Those were pretty good days." He bowed his head down, sighing. "And if I never told you before, I want you to know that I am sorry for walking out on you like that." He licked his lips. "I never meant to…"

"Tommy, it's okay," she exclaimed as she reached for his hand. "We talked about this. Yes, it did hurt, but I got over it."

"Eric's a good guy."

"Thanks, he is." She smiled.

He laughed. "Although you didn't always think that."

"Didn't always think what?" asked Eric as he walked into the room, wrapping his arms around Hayley and kissing her gently on the cheek.

"Nothing!" laughed Hayley, as Eric tickled her ribs.

Later that night, Hayley and Eric were lying in bed together; Eric had his arms wrapped around her. "So what were you and Tommy talking about before I came in?" He had been wondering that all day. Something seemed a little off with the two, more than usual.

"Just about our college days."

"But I thought you guys only had a year or so of college together, until he went and joined Mercer and everything."

"Yeah. But that doesn't mean there's not a lot to talk about," she responded.

"Really? Like what?"

"What's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

She leaned on her elbow so she was facing him. "Well I mean, up until now you never really asked anything about my college days."

"I know. I guess what brought it up is that something seemed off with you and Tommy today; over dinner you two barely talked. Did something happen?" he asked, concerned.

Hayley was silent. She knew with her and Eric growing closer he had a right to know. "I wasn't really honest about what happened between Tommy and me before, when we talked at the Cyber Café."

"What do you mean?" he asked, sitting up.

Hayley sat up as well. "We did get pretty close. Both of us were just starting to get over break-ups of past flames. At the time I guess neither one of us wanted to be alone. We were both looking for someone to be close to, and being together helped make things easier."

"What happened?" asked Eric.

She sighed heavily. She had gotten over it, but it still hurt to think about it. "It was coming close to our year anniversary of being together. We had made all these plans to go to dinner, just the two of us. I went to pick him up at his dorm. I opened the door, and he was gone. All I found was a note. Saying he was sorry, and explaining why he had to leave."

"Mercer and the gems." Now it finally made sense, why the two had acted the way they did before. Why Tommy always seemed to push others away. He was afraid of hurting someone again. "But something must have happened. You two are friends now."

"Yeah. The funny thing is; although I really hadn't heard from him since he had left, I got a call from him and he was pretty shaken up. To this day I don't know why he called me, or even why I turned down my job offer with the FBI and went to help him." She had given up everything from just one call. To this day she didn't know why he had called her.

"Do you still feel something for him?" asked Eric, a little afraid to ask.

Hayley looked into his eyes, and shook her head. "No. You have nothing to worry about. Whatever Tommy and I had is in the past." She leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Good."

"You don't sound excited." She eyed him.

"Well, I guess I'm a little disappointed that I won't be able to beat the crap out of Tommy." He grinned.

"Eric..." She playfully hit him. "Can't we ever have a conversation where you don't talk about hitting someone?"