Disclaimer: Not mine. I think Power Rangers belongs to Disney. Lisa is mine, though.

Note: Hola! I don't see too many fics about my fave character, so I'm posting one. This takes place after Boom. Telepathic thoughts in italics.

Two of a Kind
by Thunderboomer

She walked down the halls silently and restlessly and slowly, her mind intent on the presence she had sensed shortly after coming to the academy.

It was familiar to her, familiar like the chorus of a song you hadn't heard in years. Like a food you hadn't eaten since childhood. It was as though the presence was itself a part of her.

She had hidden her psychic gifts behind a screen of nonchalance, but she couldn't ignore this. It was as if she'd met one of her own kin once, and never met him or her before this.

Unfortunately, that meant that she had no idea who - or what - she was looking for, whether the presence was a he, she, or an it. All that she knew was that it was trapped.

She sank to her knees as she was racked with another vision if she could call them that. The other cried out in agony, and Lisa moaned in sympathy. She rose on her feet and stumbled down the hallway. She was closer. She knew it.

As the doors opened before her, she collapsed in what seemed to be a lab. Not that she could see much, since she was staring at the floor, and all she could see was dirty tile.

"Are you ok?" asked another voice from linoleum level. She thought this one was talking aloud, so she moaned in reply.

Strong male hands, callused and steady, picked her up. "Hi, you are?"

"L - Lisa Tegan," she stammered. "Who are you?" The throbbing in her head intensified until she didn't know when the pain subsided at all.

"Um..." the voice stammered "I'm..." And then the hand holding her collapsed.

She fought to raise her head and saw a handsome but ruffled young man splayed out on the floor. She struggled over to him to check his pulse through his collar, finding it still strong and steady.

"Okay, Lisa, breathe," she said. "Medical? Yeah, let's go and visit medical! Or maybe I shouldn't visit Medical, I'm not supposed to..." She paused. "But maybe I'm responsible for this."

The man groaned, and a dark wave crashed over Lisa's mind. Whatever sh was feeling was part of HIM!

She jerked away, never losing hold of his hand. "You poor thing..."

She reached up to touch his forehead tentatively. A glow of light emanated from the point of contact, and Lisa recoiled. "Hello, hello?" she said, not daring to touch him again. "Are you all right? Do you need a doctor?"

The man mumbled something unintelligible and swatted in her direction. It wasn't until the fourth time she realized he wasn't swatting at her but REACHING for her.

Lisa reached out. Was this... was he... he couldn't be like her, could he? Another of her kind?

She cautiously took his hand in hers, and light streamed out from where their fingers didn't quite overlap. It was like completing a circuit,

Lisa's psychic abilities had never felt so focused.

Hello? she asked. Who are you?

My name is Clark Boom, he said haltingly, as if unsure they were speaking physically. Who are YOU?

Lisa Tegan, she 'said'. You've never done this before... felt this way before?

Once, but that was a long time ago, before I got like this.

Who have you been? What are you now? she asked shiveringly. How came you to be here? Were you adopted?

No, my parents both came from empathic families, it skipped a generation in them. He mentally sighed. I haven't been myself for years now. I'm so cramped mentally, so clutzy and disorganized. It's like a part of me is dying.

But you came back. She surged towards him mentally. You're back.

Am I? He asked. I can't verbalize any of this.

Do you know what happened to you? she thought. Why you became... what you are?

I wish I knew. The last time I felt like myself was the day I first enlisted in SPD. A few days later and I got drummed out for gross negligence.

Lisa raised her elegant eyebrows. That's unusual. One of us doesn't become that unglued so fast.

I know. I felt, heck I STILL feel, like I've got this vice around my mind all the time.

She brushed a hand through his unruly hair. Then we must fix it.

How? he asked. And as he asked, boots thudded against the linoleum floor.

"Cadet Tegan!" came the booming voice of Commander Cruger. "Explain yourself, please. You are not supposed to be in this wing of the base. And what is the matter with Mr. Boom?"

"Looking for his contact lens?" Lisa answered, her voice barely above high squeak. For all she knew, the Commander was responsible for her new friend's condition.

Boom, for that seemed to be his name, stood to his full height. "She was helping me, Commander," he said with full confidence.

"Indeed?" Cruger asked.

Boom nodded. "I took a spill. Cadet Tegan was helping me back to my feet."

"That doesn't explain her presence here," Cruger allowed.

"I... got lost, Commander," Lisa responded eagerly. "I was about to ask for directions when I saw him about to fall."

Cruger opened his mouth, and Lisa feared he would see the holes in her story. She really wasn't any good at lying. Boom mercifully stepped in again.

"It's my fault, sir. I needed someone with empathic ability for a new experiment and I didn't want to risk Cadet Carson. I apologize."

Lisa tried not to shoot him a look. They weren't supposed to know about her talent, and now... had he? But she calmed herself. "I'm just a little bit empathic, so... um..." She'd have a chance to talk to him later about not revealing themselves.

Cruger's eyes narrowed. "Another special power? I'm surprised, Tegan. All Earthen candidates are supposed to mention their genetic mutations when enlisting. Mr. Boom made a point to list his."

Lisa's eyebrows raised. And they thought he was a... She brought her attention back to the commander at hand, who was definitely a bit suspicious. "I'm empathetic, sir."

Cruger nodded. "Understood. If you had simply made a note when enrolling this would not have become common knowledge, cadet. Please understand for security reasons SPD high command must know where all empaths in our employ are situated in the hierarchy to prevent detection of black operations agents."

Lisa nodded rapidly. "Understood, sir."

Cruger surveyed them for a moment. Boom saluted and Lisa quickly followed suit. Cruger nodded a final time and left the weapons lab.

Lisa elbowed Boom in the stomach and then grabbed his hand. You had to tell him?

Boom smiled like the Mona Lisa. And let you get a dishonorable discharge when Cruger finds out the truth? That you lied on your entrance exams? They do sweeps, you know. Eventually they'd detect you.

She shifted and shivered. Was he the one who blocked you?

Boom laughed out loud. CRUGER? No way in heck! I don't know who did that to me, and I still kinda felt it when we weren't touching. Can you stay here a while longer? Please?

Lisa cocked her head. It's not like we have many others of our kind around. But... she let out a telepathic breath. I don't like people knowing.

Boom took her hand in both of his. "I'm sorry." he replied aloud. "I just couldn't risk letting the first person I'd met besides Bridge who was like me get away."

"Does this Bridge person know about your gifts?" Is he one of us?

Boom shook his head. "Bridge is an aural empath. He can read if people are good or evil from their auras, and he's got some precognative abilities, but not minds."

So, not of our kind, she thought, disappointed. "I can see there's a lot I have to get used to."

"And I have a lot of myself I need to get acclimated to again. With your help." Boom smiled.

"Always," Lisa said, finding herself smiling back. "Always."

This is my very first fanfic, so I hope everyone will let me know how I'm doing. I'll update in a few days!