-1Lexi Hart awoke instantly from the frightening dream she had about the poor lost girl, wondering why she had not been able to wake herself up from it. With heavy intakes of air, she could sense her pulse starting to return to normal. Glancing up at her clock it was only Five-thirty in the morning. Lexi brought her hands up to her face, covering it as her wild curled hair moved off her face.

"Bad dream…real dream…" With an aggravated sigh Lexi realized all to well that it hadn't been a dream at all. It was reality, it would happen soon. Problem was she didn't have the time to stop it. Who even knew where Connecticut or New York was?

Lexi frowned slightly, having never heard of it before. Her thoughts however were interrupted by a loud banging on the door.

"LEXI! COME ON! WE'VE GOT LIKE FIVE MINUTES!" Her best friend, Matie, yelled from out in the hall. Lexi tossed her pillow at the door.

"I can't…I had another dream…" she excused as she refused to meet her feet with the floor. A thunderous sigh could be heard from the opposite side.

"Don't make me drag your lazy self out of bed, y'here? It was just a dream. It means nothing." Her only friend at the school implied, demandingly.

Lexi hit her hands against the mattress in rebellion, her face contorted into a fit of anger. How many times had she dreamed of danger? How many times had she always been right? How many times had no one listened? The pieces were easily placed together but now it was finding the right person to tell that remained difficult.

"Aiya!" She commented, "Who'd honestly notice if we were late?" Lexi hissed as she quickly got dressed and pulled what pieces of hair she could, back and out, of her face. She glanced in the mirror, straightening her uniform.

The rapping on the door continued until she swung the door wide open. There she saw her friend Matie. With his sandy, curly hair all a-mess and a slight worried-frown placed on his face. His arms went up to his chest as he folded them.

"Tell me of this dream later…right now we better run." He checked his watch with a flick of his wrist, "because we only have a couple minutes left before it's another detention for us."

Lexi nodded in response. Grasping her backpack and locking her door she spoke icily:

"Tell me something I didn't already know…"

Lexi and Matie raced one another through the halls of the boarding school. Hot on the heels of time itself, daring it to get ahead of them. With just another burst of energy they dashed in the door of the room just as the bell rang. Their teacher gave them a disproving glance but otherwise remained quiet. Searching the clip book in front of her.

Matie took his seat next to Lexi's right. Just then a knock was heard. ; The class turned around to see the guest as Matie leaned over, whispering,

"Oh yeah, I forgot we were going to have a special guest today…all the way from Earth. I've heard its some ranger guy…But I don't think he'd be able to answer all your daunting ranger questions…" Matie teased Lexi lightly.

"Why not?" Lexi paused a moment to look at Matie in confusion. Sure her questions were absurd, very detailed, but in all reality who would be able to answer them better than a Ranger.

"Because," insisted he, "he's from Earth…what does he know about our planet?"

Lexi bit her lip in reply. There were so many answers she could have given but chose not to go down that path as of yet. As her mouth opened to speak, the stranger assumed that moment to talk to the class.

"Hi, "The tall figure spoke, "I am Dr. Oliver."

Lexi returned her attention back to the man in front of them. Nothing registering to her until she took a good looks at his face. The unmistakable face…It had aged slightly since the picture her mother had shown her once. But, yet, there he was, the one person she had been deprived of seeing. Lexi's attention remained transfixed on him, her eyes widened in utter surprise. A smile pranced along the lines of her mouth as she panicked, face flushing a rosy color.

Matie gave her an odd look. His hand waved up and down in front of her face.

"What's wrong with you?" He hissed, "The guy's like, what, twice your age?"

Lexi deftly covered Matie's mouth with her hand.

"Shut up…This is bigger than you'd ever understand…."

Dr. Oliver searched the large class. His gaze sweeping around to all of the sophomores in the room. Honestly, he felt a deep sense of dread in his stomach. After all this time he still was nervous speaking in front of people. Silently, he, chastised himself when he didn't find what or whom he had wished. For he secretly knew he was searching for his students.

Almost expecting Kira's hand to immediately rise in a question. Or Ethan to be trying to squeeze in one more round of ESN before the chirp of the bell.

Tommy Oliver spotted a teen tossing a mini ball from palm to palm and for an instant almost called out Connor's name. Luckily he had stopped himself short, it was nothing more than just a wish.

It was about the time his mind began to accept that not one of them was there, that he caught sight of the young female in the back row. Her hand on another kid's mouth, obviously to shush him. That didn't take him as much as the look in those deep orbs of hers. The expression meant everything to him as his mouth twitched in astonishment, carefully hidden by years of training.

But regardless, this moment was in fact enough to send him to the floor. Sending a rush of electricity through him, causing him to turn numb. As the teen and adult battled between looks he knew at once what must be the truth.

Lexi listened as her teacher droned on and on. It wasn't until Miss Lee asked a question, did Lexi utter another sound.

"Does anyone have a question, to start the conversation off with?"

Hands shot up but none quiet as super-hero reminiscent as Lexi's. Her hand outreached the rest as she never took her eyes off their guest, nor, she realized, had he.

"Yes…" Miss Lee spoke rather hesitantly, "Go ahead Miss Hart."

Tommy Oliver inwardly winced. It appeared that he'd been right all along…that this had been where Kim, on orders from himself, had hidden their daughter. To protect her from all the evils that would come, racing in evil honor, after the infant.

Lexi licked her lips a moment. Her mind racing, out of all the questions only one mattered.

"Did you ever get married again?"

Hours later, around four o'clock. Lexi heard someone at her dorm door. She tried to ignore it as she laid down, on her belly, writing out the list of names that had been in her dream. Pencil in mouth her eyes lifted to the door as the handle turned.

Matie had inquired later that day what the fuss had been about but Lexi had refused to answer. That was the one rule mom had had. When she had sent the picture of her father to her. That his name not be known, nor where he was. That, the pivotal information could somehow leak to evils, Lexi understood, she wouldn't be able to stop.

Instead, as they walked down the hall, Matie had then switched the topic to 'the dream of the day'. In a futile attempt to de-rail his best friend. Which hadn't worked, Lexi would only backtrack to an answer that Dr. Oliver had given.

Matie so infuriated had huffed.

"What do you wanna do? Marry the guy!" Obvious hurt in Matie's voice. Lexi gave a disgusted glance as she shook her head. Her hair swinging.

"Gross…No…It's hard to explain…I gotta go," she then said, "I have to call my mom…" Lexi bolted towards her dorm. Reaching it in less than five minutes. Without even locking the door she picked up the phone and dialed a number. Her hands shaking the whole way through. To her deep pain the only voice on the other end was that of her mother's answer machine.

"Typical…" She had considered wryly. "Never around when it really counts." Unable to recover from her shock Lexi resorted into diving into her newest dream.

"Hello?" A male's voice came through on the other end of the door.

Lexi at once recognized her father and met him half way as he opened it, hesitantly.

"Hi…" She started, pencil slipping from her mouth to the floor. Hands wringing.

Dr. Oliver stood still. His arms neither open and welcoming nor crossed to prevent closeness.

"I just…I-"

"It's about time Mom let you come see me, Dad." Lexi spoke so softly, that Tommy had to do a double take. His hand still on the door knob. Her words broke the unsure silence.

"So you know?" He asked, "Well, your mother'd kill me if she knew…Not that I don't disagree with her," he mumbled, "But I was in the neighborhood. I thought I'd stop in."

"Stop in?" Lexi tried to fight the disappointment in her voice. She couldn't resist the pout that formed. She deserved that much after being denied a real family-her real family. "You're leaving again…I thought you were done being a ranger…Can't-"

Tommy sighed, as he watched the anger start to boil on his teenaged daughter's face. Not that he could blame Lexi. She had every right to be infuriated with the way he had chosen to speak those words. Words that seemed to slice the air thick and put dead weight on their very first meeting since she was to young to remember. He nodded his head to himself, considering that Kim had been right. Lexi and he meeting would only end in trouble. Even with that he still found the upside to the situation. He saw what her friends and teachers must see everyday, which made him proud, for she came with her mother's same eyes and his attitude.

'She must be one hell of a teen to deal with,' he thought with amusement before returning back to attention. Taking a step towards her, he embraced her in the hug he needed and the one she wanted. Then with sure authority he spoke.

"I still can't believe you had the guts to even try and tell me I could replace your mother. Seriously, Lexica, "using her full name, "That was wrong."

Lexi shrugged, it'd been an honest question. One that'd nagged at her very self from the day she'd learned about what had made her parents split up. It wasn't usual, after all, for parents to leave one another on account for their daughter's safety. That had always caught her by surprise. To her, it felt like her parents hadn't even considered her emotions when they sent her away. Somewhere, villains wouldn't think first to look at.

As he continued, she felt an odd sense of understanding pass over her,

"You can't know me…"he spitefully spoke, "Zordon may be gone but the people who want to hurt me, your mom-"

"My Aunts and Uncles…yeah yeah yeah…I get the picture. I'd be doomed. But who says I can't just follow your leads?"

A grin appeared on his face as he kissed the top of her head.

"I am not saying you can't…but I do agree you being normal are the best solution."

To which lexi twirled around dramatically. Her hair coming out from behind her ears.

"Oh but the daughter of two rangers could never truly grow up normal, can she?"

Tommy held his hands up in surrender.

"Touché…but as long as can be, I'd still wish it for you. Sometimes…" He started to think that about himself. That all those years ago it hadn't been him picked but another. However that proved one very large problem. If there hadn't been him as an evil green ranger, there's no doubt there would have been no Lexi. Like Kim, he would give up everything rather than have Lexi taken from him.

With that difficult concept swirling about his head he managed to cross the room to her bed. Where he picked up the sheet of paper.

"What are you working on?"

"It's just some dream stuff…" Lexi muttered under her breath. Ripping it from his hands, "it's not important. I-"

She started to tell him but cut herself short. It was only with his encouragement did she speak. Lexi uncorked her nervousness into usable energy. Expanding it to show him the paper and start pointing between the names and bulleted sentences.

"I…I keep having these dreams that come to life."

Tommy's concerned doubled. He was all too familiar with those words, based on other ranger's experiences. It sounded like she wasn't as normal as first appeared. Maybe whether Kim liked it or not….Maybe she'd have to follow them in what was now a family legacy.

Lexi sat cross-legged on the bed as Tommy took a chair and sat in it, leaning close to make sure he caught onto every word.

"Can you explain?"