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Wednesday July 15th, 2018

"It's getting late, you should put the kids to bed."

Tommy leaned over, kissing his wife on the cheek. "I'll check on them and be back in a minute. Wait for me?" he asked.

She nodded. "Of course."

Tommy climbed out of bed, wrapping his housecoat around himself and sliding his feet into his house shoes. As he headed out the door, he paused, staring back his wife as she lay in bed. It was still a shock to him; he finally had a normal life. When he originally moved to Angel Grove a little over twenty-five years ago, his life was turned completely upside down. He was an orphan; unsure of his own origins, living with an adopted family, barely passing any of his classes. He wasn't prepared to be a hero, to lead a team of heroes, but his destiny had other plans for him.

He was put under a spell, forced to fight the only group of people who cared about him. Through it all, his friends never gave up on him, and they were able to break the spell. He joined the team, and after several years and several different incarnations of the group, he led them to victory; defending the world time and time again. Finally, he was able to step down as leader and move on with his life. He headed to college, then grad school, but his true destiny caught up with him again, and he found himself in a position to become a leader again.

Finally, the forces of evil were defeated again, and he was able to settle down with the love his life, get married and start a family. He'd done his best to shield his son and daughter from his past. There was no record of anything from his past, nothing pointing to his former life. He was a different man now, a family man. He was a dedicated teacher, a husband, a father. He kept in contact with his friends over the years, making it a point never to lose touch with the people who meant the most to him in his life, but even when they got together, they never discussed their "glory days". It was as if they never happened.

His wife noticed the strange look on his face. "Honey, are you okay?"

Her question was enough to break his train of thought. "I'm fine dear, really," he nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too, Tommy."

He sighed, heading down the hallway and into his son's room first. Jason was the youngest, named after one of his closest friends. He was surprised to see that Jason was already in the bed, curled up with his favorite teddy bear.

"You're still up buddy?" he asked, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I was waiting for you to tuck me in," he said cheerfully.

He leaned over, tucking his son in tightly, then kissed him warmly on the forehead. "Goodnight Jason."

"Zordon wants a kiss, too."

Tommy couldn't help but smile, leaning over and kissing the bear as well. He found it ironic that his mother chose that name for his bear. It was probably the only reminder of his past, but vague enough that his son would never suspect anything.

"I'll see you in the morning."

"Are we still going to the park tomorrow?" he asked.

Tommy nodded. "Yes, I promise."

"I love you daddy."

"I love you, too."

He turned off the light, but left the door open just enough to allow light from the hallway to seep in, soothing his son. Next, he headed down the hall a bit into his daughter's room. Ann was his oldest child, his first-born, and was truly her mother's daughter. She was spirited, but good-natured. She was always willing to help, and was very curious about everything. He always thought that if one of his children were to ever discover his hidden past, he would be her.

Ann was sitting on his bed, watching television as he walked in.

"Its getting late honey, its time to get to sleep," he said.

"I know, I just want to finish watching the news," she told him.

He turned his attention to the television, sitting down on the bed next to her.

"Once again the city was saved by the Power Rangers, bravely defending the industrial district from a giant monster. The district itself took serious damage, but there were no causalities and no injuries. The identities of the Power Rangers continue to remain secret, and no one has known their true personas since the incident over 16 years ago when invaders were threatening the entire planet. Five teenagers stepped forward, revealing themselves to the world in order to protect civilians. Four of them were students from Angel Grove high, and…"

Tommy picked up the remote, turning off the television. "Its time to get some rest."

"Aww man, come on dad. I just…"

"No buts young lady, its late and you have school in the morning."

"Fine," she reluctantly sighed, laying in the bed and pulling the covers over her. "It doesn't matter, they'll be another report on about the Power Rangers tomorrow. There's one everyday."

"Yes, it's a good thing they're here to protect us," he leaned over, tucking her in. "I'll see you in the morning."

Tommy headed to the door, but was stopped as his daughter called out to him. "Daddy?"

"Yes baby?"

"Tell me again how you met mom," she said.

"I told you, your mother and I use to work together years ago. She left for a while to pursue her career, and when she came back, the two of us got married and had you. End of story."

"That's not what Uncle Adam said."

"And just what did Uncle Adam say?"

"There was something about you getting a letter, and how hurt you were about it. He said after high school, all of you went your own ways, and it wasn't until much later than you married mom."

"Well I'll just have to have a talk with your Uncle tomorrow."

"What is it about your past that you don't want me to know dad? Did you do something bad? Were you in trouble? I'm twelve and a half dad, almost thirteen, I'm old enough to know," she assured him.

He sighed. "There's nothing to know Annie, now go…"

He was interrupted as she reached under her pillow, pulling out what looked like a coin. "Does it have anything to do with this?" she asked him.

The sight of it was enough to stop him dead in his tracks. He walked over to him, taking it from her and examining it closely. 'My old power coin,' he sighed inwardly. It was damaged, and his wristwatch probably had more power than the coin, but it was still an important part of his past. It had sentimental value to him.

"Where did you get this?"

"I was in the basement going through old boxes and I found it. I found another one, and it looks like it has a bird or something on it. Is it moms?" she asked.

He knew that sooner or later, Ann was going to figure it out. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she stumbled onto something, or before Uncle Adam let something slip, and then she'd know. 'I don't want her to find out on accident, if she's going to know, she should hear it from me,' he thought to himself. It was one of the most difficult decisions he'd ever had to make, and while he was positive his wife wouldn't approve, he knew it was for the best. He let out a hesitant sigh, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"You really want to know?"

"Yes daddy, I do."

He nodded. "Okay," he sighed again. "It was about 12 years ago. I was a teacher at Reefside High School at the time. I was working with a group of kids and…"