Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with Power Rangers, Super Sentai, or anything related to the two. This story is nothing more than a way for me to express my love for the series, no money has been made.

Dedicated to Machiko Soga, whether or not you are Bandora, Rita Repulsa, High Heavenly Saint Magiel or just plain Machiko Soga, may you rest in peace.

Passion Power and Dinosaurs

Epilogue: Towards a never-ending tomorrow

"I want all of us to continue growing, so let us continue to move forward towards a never ending tomorrow."

Six years later………

It was a normal boring day in the small town of Reefside, people went about their busy lives, and children would run off to school their mothers behind them telling them not to trip. Husbands and wives would kiss their partners before getting into their separate cars and driving to work, but today was also different in a sense. For one thing a very large amount of people were shocked to find out that at exactly 5:00 pm, the popular café, Hayley's Cyberspace, was closed. Hayley's Cyberspace usually tended to stay open until at the very least 7:00pm, so this was quite a surprise.

If one were to peak inside the windows of the café, they would see three six-year old boys happily running around the café, the boys are all triplets with ash black hair and hazel colored eyes. Each one of them is playing with a different toy, one plays with a toy airplane all the while making childish airplane noises with his mouth, another happily rolls his red fire truck along the wooden floor of the café imitating siren sounds the entire time, the last little boy is busy trying to figure out how to complete a rubric's cube, his eyes focused completely on the complex 3-D puzzle.

The boy's eyes all light up when they see their mother walk in the room, in a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt covered by slightly dirty white cooking apron. Hayley Johnston Oliver smiles affectionately at her children before she scolds them softly. "Jason, David, Frank, didn't I tell you three to wash up fifteen minutes ago? Our guest will be here any second now!" she says. "Now put the toys away and go wash up."

"Yes, mom!" says the triplets in unison.

Hayley's husband, high school science teacher, Tommy Oliver walks up and places his hand on her affectionately as she watches their beautiful children run off towards the bathroom. "Wow." He says.

"I know, you're a dad, can you believe it?" She says in a teasing tone of voice.

"No." he says simply, "Nothing in the world could have ever prepared me for parenthood, not even being a…you know."

"I know, but you're a great father and an equally great husband." Replies Hayley as she rests her head oh his shoulder.

"You know they have your eyes." He says.

"Yeah well they have your nose." She replies.

"Only because they have your brains!"

"Whoa, is this entire event going to be nothing but mushy stuff, cause if it is then I really shouldn't have come." Comments a familiar voice from the doorway, Hayley and Tommy turn to the doors to see a woman at the door; even with the sunglasses most people would instantly recognize the woman as pop idol Kira Ford, writer and performer of songs such as "Just Words" and "Patiently.

"Hey guys, like my new look?" Even after six years, Kira was still the same girl, who wore camouflage cargo pants along with a yellow blouse, no amount of fame and fortune could ever change that about her. One thing that HAS changed however is her hair. Her hair is now completely brown, and trimmed down to shoulder length. Her lips were curved into a smile.

"Kira!" says Tommy. "You're our first guest."

"Aunt Kira!" shrieks the three children, they quickly run over for hugs and kisses, but mainly presents. Kira had a habit of bringing the triplets various soveniors from all of the major cities in America, and a few in Europe as well.

"Hey guys." She says as she squats to hug the triplets. "Have you been good?"

"Depends on how you define good." Replies Tommy.

"Did you bring us anything, Aunt Kira?" asks Jason, the boy in the green.

"Sorry, not this time, although I did bring your mommy that sage she wanted." Replies Kira as she reaches into her bag and pulls out a jar of sage, she walks over to Hayley and hands her the sage. "It took me a while to find a store that sells some too, that has better be one heck of a meatloaf you're making."

"Thanks again." Says Hayley, as she takes the sage from Kira. "And by the way, meatloaf? I'm not THAT domesticated you know."

Kira takes a good luck at Hayley, bobbing her head up and down before she comes to one conclusion. "You're wearing an apron, let me rephrase that a dirty apron, so yes you are that domesticated."

Hayley scoffs before she decides to be the bigger person and walks away. "I'm glad." She says softly, so softly that no one else can hear her comment.

The hospital room was filled with screams and grunts as Hayley continued to push. Doctors and Nurses surround her as she pants, Tommy squats down next to her, never letting go of her hand for even a second. "Ok, Mrs. Oliver, just one more push." Says the Doctor.

"C'mon Hayley, you can do it." Says Tommy, Hayley let loose with another grunt as she pushes one more time, seconds later soft crying begins to fill the room, as the doctor lifts the baby up to Hayley, his umbilical cord freshly cut, his entire body moist, red and wrinkly.

"Hello, my beautiful baby boy." Coos Hayley, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Welcome to our lives." The baby almost instantly clams down.

Tommy kisses Hayley's head softly. "He's just as beautiful as the last two."

Hayley rests her head on the pillow of her bed, her entire face is red and sweaty, her hair is messy, but she looked more beautiful than ever. "I can't believe I just gave birth to triplets."

"You're amazing." He says.

"I know…" she jokes, the baby begins to cry again, and the two new parents laugh happily.

The kids continue to play happily when another familiar face walks in, his jet black hair is slightly longer, he has a few bags under his eyes from pulling two or three all nighters during the last few weeks. But he is still perfectly awake and happy to see his old friends. The kids are the first to notice that he's arrived, he smells of a unique mixture of Malboro cigarettes and coffee, but other than that he seems perfectly fine, sporting an unbuttoned white dress shirt on top of a black T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, the last thing anybody would expect him to be would be a comic book artist. "Uncle Trent!"

Trent Fernandez, known to the rest of the world as the creator of the ultra popular comic series, White Drago Defender, smiled as he waved to his former teacher and his wife. "Hey guys, am I the first one?"

"You wish." Says Hayley, "I hope you didn't bring more copies of your comic book I don't want him getting distracted from their work."

"C'mon Hayley, they're just kids." Says Trent.

"I was talking about Tommy." Replies Hayley, Trent chuckles in amusement, that's when he say her walk out of the kitchen. Kira Ford, the one that got away. Even now after six years she looked beautiful.

"Hey." He says.

"Hey." She replies, the awkwardness between them is painfully obvious. "Well don't just stand there, help out!"

"Oh right." Says Trent, he quickly gets to work.

Kira sat outside the hospital waiting anxiously for the answer, was Hayley going to be alright? Giving birth is no easy task, many people have been known to DIE from it. The door to the hospital opens and Kira is soon joined by Trent.

"Hey, how is she?" asks Kira.

"She is a mother of three, and currently resting." Replies Trent. "Can you believe it? Triplets!"

Kira smiles. "So in just two weeks, we'll be going off to college. Any big plans?"

"Uh, yeah, I won an amateur comic book artist contest a few weeks back, some comic book industry wants to publish my idea, turn it into a series." Replies Trent, "Can you believe it?"

"Yeah." She says simply. "I always knew that you would make it big."

"You know it's funny, I always thought that I'd be the one saying that to you." Comments Trent, as he takes out a cigarette and begins to smoke. "Don't disappoint me."

Now in the present, Trent and Kira find themselves in the same situation six years ago. Trent has stepped out for a smoke. "Hey." She says taking a seat next to him.

"Hey." He replies.

"How's the comic industry?" asks Kira.

"Well, I've checked a few online forums, apparently people don't like the fact that I killed off a character in one of the stories I helped write." Says Trent chuckling softly to himself. "I'm under a lot of fire right now."

"Lovin the life huh?" comments Kira.

"You damn right I'm loving the life." Says Trent with a wide smile, "What about you? How's the super duper mega star life going for you? Are you really having an affair with Brad Pitt?"

"No, and it's…different." Says Kira. "People recognize me even at the super market, it's hard for me to have some privacy."

"Ah yes, the curse of the celebrity." Comments Trent jokingly. "Lemme guess, you want a normal life?"

"Sometimes, maybe in five or six years, I'll just fade away from the spotlight and slowly become a part time guitar teacher." Replies Kira, "And then I'll eventually end up on the Surreal Life and Hollywood Squares."

"Wishing for normalcy in a world of chaos." says Trent, Kira listens intently. "Missed chances, a past full of pain and regret, look forward young soldier to the future."

"Wow, that's really deep, was it off a book?" asks Kira.

"Actually, he got that off of the newest installment of the popular series of sci-fi movie Galaxy Wars." Says a familiar voice, a 24 year old African American Male, his hair is very short, his skin dark, he wears a pair of blue jeans and a dark blue dress shirt.

"Ethan!" cries Kira happily

"Hey guys." Says Ethan.

"Hey, didn't Angela say that she's coming?" asks Trent looking around.

"Oh she got sick at the last minute." Replies Ethan, "I was pretty hesitant about coming, but she insisted that I come. God, I love that women."

"We know…." Says Trent as he takes another hit on his cigarette. "Your wedding reception was pretty crazy."

"Not as crazy as Dr. O's, I mean those were a lot of former rangers." Comments Ethan with a smile.

"C'mon." says Trent as he stamps out his cigarette. "The others are waiting."

The three old friends walk back into the café together.

The entire gang was busy setting the table, when the doors to the café opened up once again. The pair walked through the doors of the café together, blue eyes and brown eyes shining with excitement. The female held a baby in her arms, singing a soft melody to the infant. The gang turns around to see who has just entered.

"No way." Says Kira.

"Is that…….." asks Ethan.

"Yup, it's them alright." Says Trent, he goes back to setting the table.

"Yeah, but when did she give birth to a kid?" wonders Kira.

"Her name is Sarah." Says the mother, "and she was born three months ago."

"I can't believe you're a father." Says Ethan to the male, the male brushes his brown bangs away from his eyes slightly offended by the comment. "How do you feel about being a father….Devin?"

Devin chuckles softly before he replies. "Well, let's just say that I wish that I could sleep as much as my kid does." He walks over and places a hand on his wife's shoulder, known to many locals as the Seven' O Clock news anchor, Cassidy Cornell Devall.

"Hey you guys." Says Cassidy, "Is the entire gang here?"

"Not yet," replies Tommy, as he picks Jason up off the floor. "Conner and Krista have yet to arrive."

"Weird, I thought that the two would be the first ones to arrive." Comments Devin, "He still has yet to thank me for getting him that job as a counselor over at Reefside High."

"And I will!" says a familiar voice, the entire gang turns to the door, it's none other than Conner McKnight, former Red Ranger. He stands at the door alone. "Am I the last one?"

"Yeah." Says everyone simultaneously

"Why are you late?" demands Kira. "You're the one who planned this event in the first place."

Conner chuckles sheepishly. "I know, sorry but me and Krista had to visit the hospital first."

"The Hospital?" asks Hayley, "Oh my, is everything ok?"

"Yeah." Replies Conner. "In fact everything's great." He turns to the door as a familiar face walks through, it turns out to be none other than Krista, her belly is swollen and her face is blushing. The entire gang quickly surrounds him with questions, when will she be due, is it a boy or a girl? Have you decided names yet?

"Whoa, whoa," says Conner defensively. "One at a time with the questions, Kris, you wanna take this?"

"We don't know the sex of the baby yet." Starts Krista, "But we have decided that if it's a boy, we're going to call him James, and if it's a girl then it's going to be named Antonia."

"She's been pregnant for a few months." Continues Conner, "I managed to buy a small house over by Park Lane Avenue, it's not suburbs, but it'll do."

Hours later, after the meals had been finished, after the children had been put to bed, the gang had decided to just staying to talk. Outside stood the original three, Ethan, Kira and Conner, the three of them stood in a triangle formation, so each one could face each other.

"Things have changed." Says Conner.

"But we haven't." states Ethan

"If the Earth ever needs us." Continues Kira. "We'll be there!"

The three old friends each hold out their Dino Gems, a bright radiance of red, blue and yellow begins to emit from each of them. The Dino rangers may have been separated, but their bond was still stronger than ever.

End

A/N: Well that's it, done and done, have a few other fics planned, but i just don't have time to finish them up, graduating in June, gonna go off to college, thank you, all of you for reading this fic.