Her Jacket
By Bluedoll12
Don't own power rangers or anything related to it
This is only like my 4th fan fiction ever and only my second power rangers one.
Takes place after Rock Solid….It's the apology we all wanted or at least the one I wanted.
As Nick started to close up the store for the night he slowly glanced through the window at his bike sitting next to their tree.
'How could I have even possibly said those things to her, she's beautiful, kind, and gentle and being shy defiantly works for her. She was the first person to really accept me she told me to stay….to be her friend. I don't want to be her friend. I want to be more but now she's got that guy.' Carelessly Nick knocked over a stack of records.
"Crap." Nick said under his breath as he bent down to pick them up.
"Hey. Want some help?" Madison asked as she knelt down beside him smiling lightly as she reached for some records.
"Yeah thanks. What are you doing here so late?"
"I forgot my jacket in the back when I left with Ben."
"Oh, so what is up with you and that Ben guy anyways?" Nick asked as his voice dropped with a hint of regret.
"Well he was going to ask me out but after today we realized we're just better off friends. Besides for each of us there are other people." She explained lightly stacking the last of the records back onto the shelf.
"Other people? What do you mean?" he asked as he stood up and grabbed his jacket.
"I just mean we like other people besides each other." She replied avoiding his eyes heading towards the door.
After Nick had securely locked the door they both walked over to the tree and sat with their backs
"Hey Maddie, listen about this morning I'm sor-" he started to explain but was cut off.
"I already told Nick its okay, you were sort of right anyways."
"No I was totally wrong today, I shouldn't have said that stuff, being shy is a part of what makes you the person that you are and I wouldn't want it any other way."
"Thanks, but I told you, you don't need to apologize."
"You know, Vida showed me your video."
"She showed that to you!" Madison exclaimed as her cheeks turned red and she looked away.
"It's amazing but there is one thing that's missing."
"Oh really? And what is that?"
"You." He replied picking up her camera and hitting record.
"Come on Nick stop that. You're wasting my film!" she said while he started filming.
"Oh come on Maddie, your film is about your friends. How can that be if you're never in it?"
"Hey! I'm in it." She proclaimed as she started to hide behind the tree to avoid the camera.
"No your not in it you are narrating it. Big difference."
"Come on Nick stop it seriously."
"Why? It's only fair that you are in your own videos." He said as he chuckled watching her trip over a branch that was lying on the ground.
"Okay fine, I'll stop…at least for now." He replied seeing her embarrassment of being in front of the camera.
"You know I'm seriously going to kill Vida for showing you guys that film. It wasn't even done!" she said as she lent up against the tree.
"I thought it looked perfect just the way it was. I just have one question." He said glancing at her from in front of his bike.
"And what's that?"
"What did you mean when you said that I was something special?" he slowly asked as he stared straight into her eyes.
"I don't know. I guess just because we don't know you that well, you are bound to surprise us. And I mean you are something special…you are the leader of the rangers" she replied quickly trying to look anywhere but his eyes but failing.
Nick smiled as he climbed onto his bike and tossed her his helmet. She looked at him strangely for a moment waiting for him to say something. When nothing came out of his mouth she slowly put the helmet on over her head and climbed onto the back of his bike and laced her arms around his chest.
"Where are we going?" Madison questioned as Nick started the engine.
"I want to show you something." He replied as he turned onto the road.
Only when they reached the speed limit did Madison realize that she forgot the real reason she had come to the store. Her jacket was still sitting on table in the back room.
