Okay, so this is final chapter. Please excuse the late update, I lost my muse for this fic temporarily. But, I managed to finish it, and please also excuse the ending, it's rather sloppy. And please review, I love reviews!

Fairy Dance Dreams

Chapter Five – Dancing in the Moonlight

Bridge listened. Some kind of music was slowly getting louder. Once they could hear it clearly, the sound level was sustained. It was a light tune, rather mysterious, with a slight sound of tinkling chimes. A flute could be heard.

"That's…beautiful…" breathed Z softly.

"Yes, you are," said Bridge without thinking. His eyes widened when he realised what he's said. Z blushed.

"Um, thanks Bridge," she replied with a grin, "you look quite handsome yourself!"

He shrugged half-heartedly. They sat beside each other on the soft grass. There was silence.

"What do we do now?" Z ventured, ripping out pieces of grass and tearing them into shreds.

"Sit tight, I suppose," answered Bridge. As usual when he couldn't think, Bridge kicked up his feet and stood on his head. For a few moments he thought deeply of what to do next…then it came to him. A bit cheesy, and overly romantic, but it would occupy them until help came.

"Z," he started as he fell back down. She helped him up.

"Yeah?"

"Would you…" he paused, "…like to dance?"

She stared at him.

"What I mean is…well…erm…there's music…and…err…just the two of us…and we can't sit here doing nothing and…well…I would…umm…very much like to dance with you…if that's okay…"

Embarrassed, Z blushed even more. Her normally average complexion was now rather pink. "Of course, I'd love to dance with you!" she enthused.

Traditionally, Bridge held out his hand to Z and helped her up, and coincidentally, the music became louder.

Bridge and Z were suddenly gripped by the enchanting music. Their wings lifted them into the air, and they slowly rose higher and higher. Bridge placed his arm round Z's waist and pulled her closer. He took her hand and wrapped his fingers around it. And, as though hypnotised, they began to dance.

It was a slow sort of waltz, inspired by the haunting melody of the music. Bridge led Z in some graceful turns and spins.

The yellow ranger closed her brown eyes and allowed herself to be completely surrendered to the music.

They were both nervous, more so than they would have liked. Tenderly, Bridge led Z in their intimate dance. After a few moments, they felt themselves become more confident.

Soon later, they were lifted into the hair by tiny, miniscule lights. Soon, they were level with the trees which had once seemed so tall. The haunting music continued to entrance them as they moved together in perfect harmony, their supple bodies intertwined.

Bridge began to marvel at how entrancing the yellow ranger looked. He blushed in embarrassment for having thought those thoughts. Had he really not noticed Z before? She was amazing; so unique and independent, and so spunky!

He led her in a magnificent turn, and he pulled her back with the utmost care, as if she were a precious and delicate flower. The lights surrounded them, taking them higher still.

Z gazed upon Bridge's youthful face. The green ranger was everything she had ever wanted in a boy, in a man. Their experience in this unknown land had made her realize things she's never thought she could own up to.

"Bridge?" she whispered delicately. He turned his head to look at her.

"Yes?" he replied softly. "What is it?"

"I need to tell you something."

Bridge raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh. Well, before you do, allow me do this one thing."

Bridge swiftly lifted Z into the air and held her there for a few moments. He felt as though he could spend an eternity there. Nothing else mattered to him, and all was right with the world. He wanted their moments together to last forever.

"Always wanted to do that," he confessed with a playful grin. "You know, like in those old films where the hero and his love and admit their feelings for each other…" He'd already finished his sentence by the time he'd realized how much he'd said. Z's eyes widened.

"Did I just say that out loud?" Bridge wondered in horror. Z nodded in shock, but the look on her face told him that she wasn't unhappy about what he'd said.

"You're in love with me?" she stammered, feeling as though angels were singing.

Bridge pondered his answer. How would Han Solo say it?

"Yes, I am. I always was."

Their dance became more passionate as he captured her lips with his. Their kiss intensified and they drifted slowly down to the soft ground.

"But Bridge, what about your civilian powers?" she said after they touched down.

"We can work it out somehow," he said with utmost determination. "In fact, sod my powers; I'm in love." They kissed again, more deeply this time and more confidently.

They broke apart soon after, and Z rested her head on Bridge's chest as the moons illuminated their tender moment and their beating hearts, soaring there above the clouds...

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Epilogue

Sky the stranger re-appeared the morning after with their rescuers, after Bridge and Z spent the night in each other's embrace. They all returned home safely, and the two new lovers began a blossoming and loving relationship. Thankfully, their uniforms re-appeared and their wings vanished, much to Bridge's disappointment…