A/N: I've been good on my word to get chapters out a day, but so far I've only had two people review this story, and one loyally. So get those reviews coming to me and I will get the next two chapters out tomorrow.

Shout-out: To Pern, who has been a loyal reviewer since I put this story up, thank you. Your reviews have kept me going. I am so proud of this story, it is the only one so far that has actually gone in the direction I wanted it to go in and I'm so proud of it. So thank you again for your loyal reviews, and for your compliments about my self-inflicted injury in the last chapter – personally I've never known anyone who cuts, nor do I myself cut, but my best friend says that I'm really going at writing things like that into my stories, so I thought I'd give it a try in this one. I'm glad you liked it.

Coming up next: A big revelation about Billy's past.

Billy groaned when he heard a beeping coming from his wrist. He didn't want to move, he liked the feel of Tommy's strong arms around him.

"Billy? Tommy? Where are you?" came Kat's voice.

Blinking his eyes into focus, Billy propped himself up on his elbows. "I'm here Katherine." He said.

"Where's Tommy?" Kat asked, her voice full of concern. "Is he alright?"

"He's fine." Billy assured her. "He actually fell asleep while we were watching a movie." Which wasn't really the truth. Tommy was asleep but Kat didn't need to know anything else. "Is anything wrong?" he asked her, wanting desperately to go back to sleep.

"No. But I'm worried about Tanya, Adam, and Rocky." She said.

"I'm sure they're fine. If they were in trouble, Zordon would have contacted us."

"How about we meet for dinner in about an hour?" Kat suggested.

It was only then that Billy realized how hungry he was. "That sounds good. Let me wake Tommy up and we'll meet you down in the lobby in a bit." He told her.

"Sounds good. Later." Kat said, clicking off.

"Billy?" Tommy murmured, opening his eyes.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." Billy replied, smiling brightly. "Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Starved." Tommy said.

"Good. Kat wants to meet for dinner in an hour." Billy told him, reaching for his glasses until Tommy stopped him.

"Didn't you bring your contacts?" he asked.

"Of course. But I hate putting those things in. It's a pain in the neck." Billy told him.

Tommy laughed. "I never understood why you chose to wear your glasses. You look much better without them."

Billy laughed and pecked a kiss on his lips. "Alright, I'll wear my contacts." He told him, heading into the bathroom to shower.