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A/N: as you can see, I got screwed. Yet again.
Andrew here decided he wants to split the epilogue to a chap and epilogue, so.. I guess there's going to be this chap and an epilogue. It's all Andrew's fault! (And Zhane's fault!) And my new story fault.

Oh, and… this chapter is kind of nothing. All emotions and stuff, next chapter is definitely Epilogue. Sequel's first chap is ready, when the Epilogue is ready (have I told you it's boring and long?) it'll be posted at the same time.

AH/AY: This chapter is your fault too! You with all the "Let Andrew do what he wants!" mantra… grrrr, but I still love you! ;gives you a cookie; thanks for your reviews :D

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Quest into Space
by DarkHonda aka Tal

Chapter 6

(Next day)

I woke up feeling something rising and falling gently underneath me, I lifted my gaze to see a pair of big hazel eyes watching me. They were positively twinkling, smiling at me, greeting me back to consciousness, I looked into them for a moment; appreciating the warmth and love they expressed. Everything felt right again, as if mum wasn't in hospital, as if I always had a dad, as if I weren't that different from any other kid.

I sighed and tilted my head, examining mum's photo that sat on the shelf on my right side; she looked positively beautiful again and her smile was so big, she was even happier than before.

"You miss her," he half whispered and I knew he was wrong, I didn't miss her, I was way past that, I was craving for her presence; sleeping, yelling, laughing, crying, I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to see her again. I needed to see her again, it was almost a month without her and even though I've earned my dad, I needed her. I sighed painfully and tilted my head to look into his eyes. They flashed pain now, maybe even hurt and I nodded my agreement.

"You miss her too," I said bluntly and he nodded, "How many years…" I tried to ask, but he closed his eyes painfully and I knew better than to finish that sentence. I could see how much hurt he was, how sad and I didn't want him to cry again because watching him cry would mean I'd cry too.

"Almost fourteen," he whispered and I laid my head on his chest again, hugging him. I wanted to comfort him but how could I comfort my dad? How could I comfort anyone? I was always the one who needed comfort, watching my mum go wick, watching her dying… I raised my head and looked into his now slightly red eyes, he was trying to hold his tears, and I could feel it. I could feel the great pain and sadness he held inside; it was tearing him, he was broken and nothing but my mum could fix him, I just wished we would get Earth already! That we both could see mum, that she would be happy, that he would be happy with us.

"It's okay to cry, daddy, it's okay," I tried to calm him and buried my face in his chest. If he was about to cry, I knew I would too. I never could hold the tears when someone close to me was crying. He put his arms around me and embraced me tight, his face on my shoulder. 'Crying is healing,' was something that mum usually repeated in my ears, she always encouraged me to express my emotions because being quiet and broody as myself, she had a really hard time getting through me. I sighed and raised my head, he tilted his head and looked up at me. I touched his cheeks that were stained with tears and I was crying again, he touched my wet cheeks as well and chuckled, tears still streaming from his face.

"Why are you crying, Andrew?" he sniffled and I wiped his tears away with my hand. He did the same with my tears, wiping them gently from my cheeks.

"I'm crying because you are so sad, daddy, you're lonely and you're scared and hurt, too." I said and his eyes looked at me tenderly and I nodded for unknown reason, "Don't be sad, daddy, mum will be fine, I promise," I paused for a minute, trying to stroke his hair comfortingly, "she won't die if she sees us both, you'll see. She can't die like this and leave us…" I told him with childish honesty. He hugged me tightly, almost crushing me, yet I didn't protest; I had a father who loved me and that was all that mattered to me! Yet I couldn't help the thought that, suddenly, I was the one who reassured him with a hug, a week and a half ago he was the one who reassured me with a hug…

"I can't be sad when I'm with you, Carlen," he whispered in my ear and then cleared his throat, "DECA, what time is it on Earth?" he asked.

"It is 3:00 pm on Earth," she said with her wonderful voice, I squirmed in my dad's grip which he called hug, and somehow managed to be heard, "Hey, DEC, when will we arrive Earth?"

"Arriving Earth in one hour and two minutes," she said in her usual calm voice, my heart was racing as I heard this answer, 'one hour and two minutes are all that stand between mum and me,' I thought hopefully, 'all that stand between a real family and me,' I admitted to myself secretly. This was all I ever wanted; a real family with my mum and my dad… and it was about to come true! I couldn't suppress the gigantic smile that I knew was spreading on my face.

"Thanks, DEC," I told her and looked at dad for a minute, his eyes were gleaming with amusement, but I didn't care. I jumped off his chest, "Dad, if we're going to visit mum in the hospital we have to look much more impressive than that," I told him and he chuckled.

"My Carlen," he said with a very amused tone, "we have something much more important than this to do." He said gently and I lifted a curious gaze to his eyes.

"Really?" I wondered, "What's that?" I asked and he smiled wickedly.

'We have to discuss this,' he was grinning and I laughed, he did not scare me with telepathy. I was used to it, mum taught me how to use telepathy and I learnt to accept it as one of the aspects of me being different from any other kid.

'What is there to discuss of?' I asked and he smiled lovingly while I was relaxing at a chair in front of him, 'we're telepaths and I can read your mind,' I taunted him with a mischievous smile, he laughed.

'You have to learn how to block your thoughts,' he smiled, 'your happy thoughts make me all itchy!' he complained mockingly and I pouted. He laughed.

'Daaaaaaad!' I pouted again, yet he was still laughing, after he relaxed I shrugged, 'how do I block you?' I asked and he became all too serious all of a sudden.

"Close your eyes and concentrate," he said aloud, I looked at him frowning, "all you have to do is to build a shield around you. Don't let me watch, okay?" he said softly, and after a moment asked: "Ready now?"

I nodded and closed my eyes, I was thinking about mum, how eager I was to see her again, her eternal smile, her always loving eyes, her sweet vanilla scent, her funny-yet-cheering laughter… how she used to bake my favorite vanilla cookies, how she always knew how to comfort me when other kids laughed at my hair or when I fell and hurt my knee…
And then I sensed him there, watching my memories with me. I wanted him to see all of them; I wanted him to see all that he missed, that he'd understand that now I need him too, that I'm ready for new memories, memories which would be filled with not only mum's laughter but his laughter as well. I concentrated on my birthdays that were always celebrated in the same spot-my favorite spot- behind and my karate classes, my cuddling with mum when we watched a scary movie I picked. My room which was red and my bed which was yellow.

"Enough," He said and sounded a bit stoic, too frozen, after what he has just seen. I felt myself disappointed, all I wanted was him to see. To know me better, to catch up with what he has missed. 'Is that such a bad thing? To want him to share it with me?' I wondered yet his words pushed my thoughts away. "Andrew, you have to try and block me," he said gently and stroked my hair, extending his hand.

"I wanted you to share it with me…" I muttered, "These are my memories." I told him and he closed his eyes again, I felt rejected and got up of my chair. I was collecting my jacket from the chair when I felt his hands around me. He pulled me back to the bed and made me sit on him.

"Andrew, close your eyes," he whispered and I did as he said, 'who would be dumb enough to actually argue with the red Astro ranger?' I wondered, "Concentrate in me," he said and I concentrated on the day that I met him, under the blood red cloak. How I knew it was him, how surprised I was when he took the cloak off and I saw his hair… "Push me out, Carlen." He said gently and I pushed him out almost too easily. I opened my eyes, content.

"You're great at this," he told me with a proud smile.

"I'm doing this since I was a baby, mum taught me how to control it, she said you taught her," I smiled at him and he hugged me tightly again.

"It was a long time ago that I taught her," he whispered in my ear and his voice was fuzzy, as if he could see it, "we had a deal," he said with a loving smile, "She would teach me pool if I teach her telekinesis, but with telekinesis you can't avoid the telepathy. She mastered it even faster than I thought she would, we used to talk hours, at night…" his voice suddenly died and I was clinging to him.

"Don't worry dad, everything's going to turn out alright. You'll see," I tried to calm him, he was uneasy and nervous all of a sudden, it was bugging me in a way that I can barely describe, my stomach was twirling from his nervousness. "Dad, as long as we have each other, everything will turn out fine," I hugged him again and he kissed the top of my head.

"You're amazing, Carlen, I just wish I wouldn't have missed all these years…" he tried to say yet sooner than I thought, DECA interfered:

"We have arrived earth." Said DECA and me and dad looked at each other…

A/N: Let me know if you liked this stupid chap that's been driving the hell out of me! (ask AH/AY and Phantom Rogue if you dont believe me!)