Jason jumped up, the chair falling to the ground in his haste, lunged across the table, grabbed the lady by the collar of her blouse, and dragged her across the table so they were face to face, "You Don't Know Anything!" he growled, actually wishing he could get his eyes to flash like Tommy, just so he could intimidate her just a little more.

The woman squirmed, and as soon as Jason released her scampered as far away as she could.

The Youth Center was eerily quiet until Ernie broke the spell, "Jason your order is ready."

Jason stepped forward, still grumbling under his breath, attacking the lady was a stupid thing to do, but nobody insults Kim in front of him and gets away with it. He sighs as he grabbed the food from Ernie, who followed him out the door with his eyes. He was glad that Jason hadn't done anything more, he hated having to call the police.

Finally, back in his car Jason took a deep breath, that woman was nuts, claiming that Kimberly, his Kimberly, was the reason that their relationship went wrong. Why did she even have to show up now, now that things were finally falling in place and Kim was finally returning to her former self? Why couldn't she just let sleeping dogs sleep?

"At least she doesn't know that she's in Reefside yet," he said out loud, "At least I don't think she knows that she's in Reefside, why else would she come here." He reached for his phone, debating rather or not to warn the Olivers about the interloper. He shook his head, Tommy was already stressed out as it was due to everything, he didn't need to add something else to his plate. Besides, everyone in Angel Grove either doesn't know where Kim was or knew better than to tell random strangers. There was a good chance that she just might give up and go home without even getting close to Kim and the girls.

Trini, Trini would know what to do, she always does, it was one of the reasons that he married her.

...

Mrs. Harmon frowned as she got into her rental car, Jason's words echoing in her mind, you don't know anything, what did that even mean, Luke had always kept her informed with what was going on with his family, even if she couldn't visit because Kimberly didn't like having people over. Yet, from what little she was able to gather from her time here in California, the opposite seemed to be true. Kimberly apparently was the life of the party and was extremely popular in High School.

Maybe she really didn't know Kimberly, she never really sat down and talked with her like she should have. Maybe Luke really was the kind of person that everyone said he was on tv. Maybe she was wrong. The problem was how was she suppose to find out the truth. She needed to meet someone who knew her former daughter in law better than anyone else, preferably someone who wouldn't yell at her and just tell her the truth, or at least Kimberly's side of the story.

She grabbed her phone and scrolled through the online phone book, looking up an addressed, this was going to be an awkward meeting, but if she didn't know anything then she had a right to know.

Five minutes later she stood in front of a house with a white picket fence, there was a car in the driveway and lights were on in the house, so there was no other choice but to keep going while she had the courage. She walked up to the front porch and rung the doorbell.

A friendly-looking woman answered the door, "Yes, can I help you?"

"Mrs. Scott, I'm Mrs. Harmon, I understand that you know my daughter in law Kimberly Hart very well. I was wondering, I know that this would sound silly, but..."

"You want to know where Kim is, I'm sorry, but your son put Kim through enough already."

"No," Mrs. Harmon frowned, trying to come up with the words she wanted, "I only ever heard Luke's side of the story, and I was told that I couldn't judge Kimberly because I never knew her."

Mrs. Scott nodded her head, opening the door wider to invite the other lady in, "I've known Kimberly her whole life, she's been best friends with Jason since they were toddlers. She's like the daughter I never had."

"So what is she like, Luke told me she was extremely shy yet prone to violent outbursts, yet everyone I've talked to seem to think that she was quite social and wouldn't hurt a fly."

"The shyness no doubt was to isolate Kim," Mrs. Scott pointed out as they both sat down in the living room, "An excuse to prevent you from talking to her and learning the truth about their relationship. As for the violence, he was no doubt victimizing himself, although I should mention that Kimberly does know how to fight, and if you stray too far down a certain path she will attack, but only after giving you fair warning."

"How do you know that Kim didn't lie to you?"

"I have my reasons to know when she's telling the truth, one, she's my daughter, I know when she's lying and the woman that arrived at my doorstep all those months ago was not the same girl that used to come over for dinner every night. She use to be the life of the party, when she came back from Florida she was different, closed off. Sudden movements frightened her. She went from a fierce independent woman to a helpless damsel in distress." Mrs. Scott paused for a moment, "I don't know what Luke could have possibly found out about Kimberly, but I do know that he blackmailed her to keep her with him. I have a feeling I know what it was, but I don't know for sure."

"The fact that Kimberly was a power ranger?" Mrs. Harmon asked she had heard the rumors it was one of the reasons she had decided to fly out.

"Perhaps, I never asked, everyone, has a right to their secrets, especially secret identities." With that Mrs. Scott got up, "I'm afraid that I can not give you any information on Kimberly's whereabouts, but if you give me your phone number I can make sure she gets it."