SPD EMERGENCY!

A/N: Hey guys, we are more than halfway through all the teams! But it ain't over yet so let's get started. It's SPD's turn, I wonder how the men will fair this time… ENJOY R&R PLZ!

It just had to be raining, DC finally gives them a day off and the sky decides to dump a veritable ocean on them. Jack was hanging out with Sky and Bridge in their room. The red ranger managed to find a normal bouncy ball and was tossing it against the wall at a steady rhythm. For once the uptight Sky didn't have it in him to tell his friend off, the depth of their boredom was such that there was something vaguely interesting about watching him at it. Bridge was attempting to play an imaginary, free-for-all connect the dots game on the ceiling panels above them.

"Can this day get anymore dull?" Sky said rhetorically. His two companions sighed.

"What are the girls doing?" Jack asked without any real interest.

"They're in their room," Bridge answered. "I went to get toast and saw them smuggling in junk food."

Jack sprung up, "Hold it, did you just say junk food?"

"Mhm," Bridge hummed trying to complete his picture of Rex. "Syd does have a car remember? I suppose they went to that burger joint downtown. Looked like they got enough to feed an army."

"I haven't had a good burger in forever…" Jack groaned.

"That's because it's counter-productive," Sky went into SPD-mode. "We need to be on top form and junk food is harmful to our physical performance."

"Yeah well, I'm going to go be 'counter-productive', maybe I can snatch a couple fries from Z," Jack got up and crossed the room. "Coming?"

"I'm sure Syd wouldn't mind splitting that milkshake," Bridge leapt up and they both waited for the blue ranger's verdict.

"I guess a few fries wouldn't hurt that much," Sky got to his feet. The trio made their way down the corridor, approaching the girls' room. The place was pretty so their voices echoed out into the hall.

Z's was the first to become clear, "- soooooo good, we need to convince DC to put some in the cafeteria."

"He'd never do it," Syd replied.

"Yeah but it would be nice to have something greasy every now and then."

"Just eat some of Bridge's toast, that's all the butter you'll need for a lifetime," the pair laughed as Bridge frowned.

"It's not that bad, is it?" he looked at the other two.

"You could stand to be a little less…buttery," Jack wiggled his fingers at him.

"Ha – ha," Bridge said sarcastically. "Now can we please go inside and ask them for some food before someone catches us out here like a bunch of creeps?"

"Why? Worried about what Z may think?" Jack smirked. "I know you've been watching man."

"Don't be stupid," Bridge snorted. "I'm not into Z, especially seeing as how her attention is elsewhere."

"And just where would that be?" Jack crossed his arms.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Bridge muttered.

Meanwhile, Sky had gotten tired of waiting on them to knock so he went to do it himself when something stopped him dead in his tracks. "Uh guys…"

"What's up Sky?" Jack turned his attention to the blue ranger.

"You might want to hear this."

Jack's jaw dropped, "No way! Is no-nonsense, never-broken-a-rule-in-his-life, Sky Tate really asking us to eavesdrop on the girls? I hardly think that's in SPD regulations."

"It's not but," Sky gulped. "Just listen." Intrigued beyond words, Bridge and Jack shared a look before approaching the door, leaning in to hear what the girls were talking about.

"No, no, no you haven't seen Sky when he's properly dressed down yet," Sydney was saying rather merrily. "As in jeans and t-shirt, that is his best look. A little definition on his muscles and it has this kind of attitude about it, I can't describe it but he pulls it off well." Jack playfully punched Sky.

"I don't think Sky will ever be that relaxed around me," Z sounded almost sad.

"Hey, we've been over this. He does not hate you. He was just upset that day." Sky looked at the ground trying his best not to recall his callous words and failing miserably.

"You really hurt her when you said that," Jack murmured.

"Yeah I know," Sky shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Man you're really in bad aren't you?" Syd asked and the trio listened in harder.

"What can I say? I guess I'm into uptight, strict, by-the-book, stoic, straight-laced boys who like blue."

"Sky…Jack…I think your jaws are broken," Bridge poked them. But it seemed his friends had become official SPD statuary. "I told you you wouldn't believe it."

Sky snapped out of it, "YOU KNEW?!"

"I could read Z's aura," Bridge shrugged. "It would always change around you, like stronger, and warmer, and more tangible."

Jack came around with a growing sly grin, "Is that a smile Sky?"

"Shut up Jack," said Sky not unkindly. The girls got their attention again with a loud shriek they weren't sure from whom. For a second the guys thought they were in trouble until Z declared in a shocked voice.

"YOU'RE LYING!"

"I'm not, but you can't tell!" Sydney insisted.

"OH-MY-GOD! I can't believe you like him."

"SHH Z! Someone could hear you!" It was easy to imagine Sydney flapping her hands, trying to quiet her roommate. She also happened to be quite right, the guys were hanging on to every words, desperate to know who the mystery man.

"Sydney Drew you have to be kidding me!"

"Nope, unfortunately not. So you want to talk about unattainable men look no further."

"Unattainable?" Bridge repeated. "Is there a guy Sydney can't get?"

"I mean he's my superior, not to mention I'm sure he's older than me."

The three froze cold, "No…." breathed Jack.

"She wouldn't," Sky shook his head in denial.

"Even I didn't see that coming," Bridge blinked.

"DC…" they said in unison.

Inside Z scoffed, "He's not that much older than you and come on it's just a technicality."

"Say what? Z is supporting this!" Jack said bewildered. "DC is like our dad."

"I can't imagine him in anything other than uniform though." That was pretty true, the guys conceded. They didn't even think DC owned different clothes.

"Oh I know from personal experience, you shall not be disappointed," Z assured her.

"What the hell Elizabeth?" Jack asked the door. "Have you been creeping on DC? Are all the girls into him?" He looked at the others but having never considered the sex appeal of their alien canine commander, they had no answer.

"Were you two…you know…" Sydney tentatively ventured and the ones outside practically pasted their on the door.

"Nah, we tried once but it didn't work out," Jack gagged on his saliva. His sister and his commander, that had to be the single most strangest mental image ever.

"Maybe we could do doubles with you and Sky," Sydney giggled.

"A double date with the commander, doesn't that sound romantic" Jack chuckled.

Z chuckled too, "Sounds like fun, but he'd probably go all big brother on Sky. He's got a habit of doing that."

Huh? That doesn't sound like DC. Big brother… Realization dawned on them and Jack all but plastered himself to the door. Sydney sighed, "Well hopefully Jack would be used to you guys by then."

"Is that a smile Jack?" Sky taunted. Now relieved that their friend did not have the hots for DC, everything seemed ten times funnier.

"Shut up Sky," Jack shot back.

"Maybe someday you'll do the big trade-up," Z said excitedly.

"The what?"

"You know, trade in 'Drew' for 'Landors'. Awwww look at that blush!"

"My words exactly Z," Sky concurred watching Jack's expression.

"Shut up Z!" Sydney cried.

"My words exactly Syd," Jack glowered at his male best friend.

"So are you going to ask her out?" Bridge prodded.

"As soon as we get another day-off," Jack vowed. He turned around and leant back against the door, hand over his heart. "I can't wait to spend the day with her, I know this one spot in the city…" Lost in visions of his future date, Jack sighed dreamily. Unfortunately he wasn't paying attention and fell through the door altogether before they could catch him. Sky and Bridge debated abandoning him as the women screamed in fright and then in rage. But they couldn't leave him in mortal danger like that and gathered their courage in time for the door to open. Z held Jack by his collar with Sydney on her other side. Suddenly there were three other Zs surrounding them. They were trapped.

"We'll do anything," Sky blurted out. All eyes went to him. "We'll cover your night shifts in the control room, do your chores, uh – uh -" he looked desperately at Jack for help.

"Um – uh – yeah," Jack tried his best to face Z while she maintained her grip on his shirt. "Fifteen minutes off morning exercises, one evening off patrol each – Bridge? A little help here buddy?"

"Make you breakfast for a week, IN BED!" He added at their raised eyebrows. "Just name it."

Z let go of Jack and she and Sydney conferred. After a few minutes they nodded and Z stepped forward, "Alright boys, if you'd like to keep your favourites pieces of anatomy these are our terms." She stepped up to Sky, "This week Syd and I have the night shift monitoring the security cameras this Tuesday and Thursday, but I think you can handle it."

"Done," Sky nodded once.

"Good," Z responded crisply and moved to Jack. "Half an hour off morning exercises this week and this Friday evening off."

Jack looked like he wanted to protest but thought better of it, "Alright."

"Excellent." Finally she stood in front of Bridge, "Dear sweet Bridge, how did you fall into this?" To Sky and Jack's relief, Bridge remained silent and Z tsked, "I actually feel kind of bad but we can't have you thinking you can get away with spying on us. You're going to be taking of our chores for this week."

"Got it," Bridge bobbed his head bravely.

"Well then that's settled," Z smiled beatifically. "Oh I forgot, we got you boys some burgers from Joe's." Sydney produced some brown paper bags and sodas in those paper cups.

"Eat up," Sydney chirped while handing them over. "You have a long week ahead you."

"Great," Jack said without enthusiasm.

The women winked and went back inside, leaving the men to trudge back down the hall. "At least we got some food," Bridge valiantly tried to find the bright side.

"At least no one saw us," Jack corrected him.

Around the corner Kat slid to the floor, one arm wrapped her stomach and the opposite hand over her mouth, smothering her laughter. Boy was Doggie going to get a kick out of this.