Disclaimer: Okay so just so I dont confuse anyone, I'm using the power rangers from the Power Ranger Movie, but, with a couple changes. Kimberly is out of the picture, and Rocky is no longer a Ranger becasue of the back injury that he got from Turbo, only in this case there was/hasn't been turbo rangers yet. Rocky is still good friends with everyone, and part of thier lives, just not the Ranger aspect. So the rangers areas follows.
Tommy Oliver-White Ranger
Aisha Campbell -Yellow Ranger
Adam Park - Black Ranger
Katherine (Kat as she better known) - Pink Ranger.
Justin Stewart - Red Ranger
Billy Cranston - Blue Ranger
Chapter One: The Dream
Alisa walked into the chemistry lab, putting on her lab coat as she smiled at Professor Adams.
"Ready for the last day of the internship?" He asked.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm gonna miss this place, but I'll be back in a year." Alisa replied.
"You're going to come here for college?" Professor Adams asked
"I don't know yet, I applying everywhere. Just wait to see where I get in."
"Well where ever you decide to go good luck, and I will be more than happy to write up a letter of recommendation".
Alisa smiled, "Thanks".
"Now today is also the last day for the summer courses here, so we'll be doing inventory, and then setting up for the next class. We have a few students in there now working on last week's assignment. So when they're finished I need you to set everything up.
Alisa nodded as she started checking down a list of paper, recording down information on what was need for next week's order.
"I think they're down in their!" Alisa shouted as she walked from the large supply room, carrying several bottles and supplies for the next lab. Professor Adams was steps behind her when the explosion hit. Glass and chemicals went flying across the room. Alisa felt her self being hurled across the room landing up against a wall, remembering nothing else before blacking out.
Tommy Oliver woke up with a jolt, breathing hard looked around his room. After a moment he collapsed back down on his bed breathing slowly, waiting for his heart to stop pounding.
"It was just a dream" he whispered. "She is 3000 miles a way." He glanced at his clock as it flashed 5:30. It would be 8:30 were she was. Maybe she was still in bed fast asleep he thought, but then remembered she was doing that internship for the summer.
"She's fine" He said to himself again "It was just a dream." He said to himself again before trying to get back to sleep, making a mental note to call her later on that day to check up on her.
He closed his eyes for only a few seconds when he was awoken again by the loud thuds of his father's footsteps running down the hall.
"Thomas! Get up now. We have to go!" His father said. "We need to get to the airport, and get on the first plane to New York."
"Why? What's going on?" Tommy asked grabbing a pair of jeans draped over the desk chair.
"It's Alisa. There was an accident. She was brought into the emergency room at a hospital in New York a few minutes ago. Pack some extra clothes we may need to stay a while."
Tommy froze. It hadn't been a dream after all.
After what seemed the longest plane ride in history, Tommy and his dad where in New York. It was twelve o'clock already as him and his Dad ran towards the cabs awaiting passengers from the several of flights being brought in.
"NYU Hospital!" His dad said breathlessly.
"What exactly happened?" Tommy asked finally, for it had been the first time they were abele to sit together since the flight.
"I don't know. She was at her internship and there was an accident. That's all the nurse told me. You would think when they phoned me they would tell me her condition. We always tell the patients families the conditions of people at Angel Grove General…unless."
"Dad, I'm sure she's fine. They would have told you more if that wasn't the case." Tommy replied, deciding not to tell his Dad about the dream he had. He nervously wringed his wrists, feeling for the first time the emptiness of where is communicator use to be. He decided not to bring it with him. The others could handle anything that happened in Angel Grove. He left Rocky and Billy messages, letting them know before he left what was going on. His focus would be too much on Alisa to worry what Lord Zed was up to.
"We're here." His dad announced, jumping out of the cab, Tommy following him, as the briskly walked up to the Emergency Room.
"Hello, I'm Doctor Oliver, my daughter Alisa Oliver was brought in here a few hours ago." Tommy's dad explained to a nurse.
The nurse nodded, "let me go find Dr. Brown, he'll answer any questions you have and take you to you're daughter." The nurse explained.
"So she is alright?" Tommy blurted out.
The nurse smiled sympathetically, she was lucky. I'll let the Doctor explain everything you need to know.
They waited a few minutes before a doctor walked out. "Hello, I'm Doctor Brown." She said introducing herself. You must be Dr. Oliver, her father if I'm not mistaken."
"Yes, that's right and this is my son Thomas. How's Alisa and what happened?"
"Well we're not exactly sure yet on what happened. There was and explosion in a chemistry lab, your daughter was in the room along with a professor. We think she may have been thrown from the force of the explosion, but were not sure yet. She doing alright for now. She has suffered a severe concussion, four broken ribs, some chemical and burns from the fire, a fractured ankle and a lot of bumps, cuts and bruises. But she got lucky. She was far enough from the explosion to not get any long term damage or injuries." Dr. Brown explained.
"Has she regained consciousness at all?"
"She has, she's asleep now, but that's likely due to the medication she's on. If you follow me, I'll take you to her."
Tommy and his dad followed down the hall to a small room with two beds. One was empty the other was where Alisa was. Her long wavy hair flowed over her shoulders, partly covering up an bandage over her right eyebrow. Her arms had white bandages wrapped around them, along with a white cast around her ankle. Tommy stood there, as he remembered his dream from earlier that day, trying to figure out how he was able to see and know what had happened to his sister.
"I'll leave you to be with your daughter. If you go down the hall and to the left, and go down the stairs there's a cafeteria, and if you walk down the hall and turn right, there's a nurses station, they can get you anything you need." Dr. Brown explained. "I would like her to stay overnight for observation, but I don't see a problem with releasing her tomorrow. As long as you keep an eye on her, and ensure she has plenty of rest, but I'm sure you know the drill Dr. Oliver."
"Thank you" Tommy and his dad said together, as Dr. Brown walked out of the room, leaving them with Alisa. Tommy sighed with relief as he sunk down in a chair beside Alisa's bed. While his dad checked over her chart, to see what medication she was on.
"I'm going to get some coffee, maybe something to eat, do you want anything?" He asked?"
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever." Tommy replied, grabbing Alisa's hand.
"She's going to be Okay." His dad said, giving His shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
"Tommy? Dad?" Alisa asked groggily, as she finally came too.
"Hey kido, how are you doing?" Her dad asked softly.
"I'm….well I've had better days. She replied, as she pushed her self up to a sitting position. "Oh, ouch, okay won't do that again." She muttered.
"You need help?" Tommy asked.
Alisa shook her head, "I'm fine. Well, sorta."
"Do you remember what happened to you?" Her Dad asked.
"One moment I was standing in the chem. lab, the next glass and chemicals where flying everywhere and I felt as if someone threw me across the room. The wall broke my fall. I think. That's the last thing I remember. I don't know what caused it. I'm guessing one of the students left something on a burner or something. My professor is alright I hear. He just has a few cuts and a broken leg. He must not have been as close to the blast as I was, or that's what they think." Alisa explained.
Her dad nodded. "They're keeping you here over night, but they said they can release you tomorrow, as long as I keep an eye on you."
"You guys are going to stay here for a while?" Alisa asked hopefully.
"Of course! Need to take care of my little girl don't I?" Her dad asked smiling.
"Thanks. It's been quite around the house, mom went away again."
"Where is your mother anyways, she should be here too." He dad mumbled.
"She with Charles, her finance. He has a lot of money and a house in Italy, or Paris. I don't know. They go up there a lot, and pretty much ignore me." Alisa explained.
"What?" Her dad and Tommy asked together angrily.
"Hey, don't worry about it, I'm use to it"
"They didn't leave any numbers to contact them?" Tommy asked.
"Nope. Just said they'd be back by well I guess it will be Friday. Tomorrow then I guess."
"This is unbelievable! How can your mother do this?" Her dad growled. "She wanted custody of you when we divorced and…."
"Dad. It's fine. I am almost 18 now, going of to college next year. My plan was any college far away from her, or that has a really nice residence. Lets not talk about her. Fill me in on what's going on with you guys, I never see you anymore."
It was mid afternoon, as Alisa waited impatiently for Dr. Brown to finish her examination. "Well everything looks good. So you can go home. Just take it easy, lots of bed rest. Or rest in front of the TV is what the case is usually." Dr. Brown said with a wink. "Your dad knows what to watch for with cases for concussions, but any dizziness or feelings that you feel like you may faint let him or someone know alright?"
Alisa nodded. "So does that mean I can go?"
"Yes. I'll sign your release papers and have a nurse bring you a wheel chair." Dr. Brown said smiling.
A nurse came in with a wheel chair, holding it steady as Tommy helped her into it. "Do you have crutches at home at all?" The nurse asked. "You'll need to keep off that ankle for a while."
"Yeah, I twisted my ankle last year at a Women's Self Defense class." Alisa explained, trying to avoid Tommy's eye contact.
"You took a Self-Defense class. Why didn't you ask for my help, I teachself-defence classes all the time….and…." Tommy began.
"And you're a black belt, my brother, and it's your job to "protect me"but you're also3000 miles away from me." Alisa said smiling. "Besides I have a way better way of defending my self."
"What's that?" He asked, pushing her out of the hospital.
"Pepper spray!" She said smirking knowing very well that would drive him crazing knowing that that was her only method of protecting her self.
"You know, I think when you get better, I'll teach you some things, and teach you in away where you won't twist your ankle." He explained on the way home.
Their cab pulled in just as Alisa's and Tommy's mother pulled in the laneway with her fiancé.
"What happened to you?" Her mother asked.
"My chem. lab exploded, while I was in it." Alisa explained as she leaned against the can for support.
"You're alright?"
"Yeah. Sure. I mean my chemistry lab exploded throwing me across the room. But luckily the nice hard wall broke my fall." Alisa said sarcastically.
"Does she look alright Jane?" Their dad asked. "Where were you? I called you cell, left messages on your voice mail. You couldn't bother to call me back?"
"I was busy!" Jane yelled back.
"Busy doing what? Vacation with him?" He shouted back.
"Let's get you inside!" Tommy said, as Alisa used his arm for support to hop into the house. "Where you're room?"
"Down the hall and around the corner, thankfully it's not upstairs huh?" She said smiling. "Feels a lot better to be on a soft bed." She said leaning up against a bunch of pillows.
"Feels like old times, being back hiding in your room while mom and dad fight." Tommy said.
"Yeah sure does." Alisa said.
Moments later she heard car doors slam, and her dad walking through the front door.
"We're in here!" Tommy shouted.
"Alisa, we need to talk. Your mom and I decided. That it may be best for you if you came and finished up your last year, well the college prep year of high school in California with me. Now it's totally up to you if you want to move there with us. What do you say?"
"When do I start packing?" Alisa asked.
