Work was a long day, but Kelly was starting to get the hang of it. It meant constantly keeping up with what was going on in the city, and staying in the loop about everything Power Rangers, but she had always known that would be part of what made a good journalist.

Her job did involve covering up the truth a little bit, which she didn't like. However, she knew the team of Rangers she was working with. They were kids, just like when she had become the green Ranger, and she could tell that they wanted to do good. Covering up the truth, while it wasn't ideal, was for the greater good. No one in the city needed to know everything that happened, they just needed to be safe. Kelly had seen first hand what chaos could come from people turning against the Rangers and knew better than to let that happen. She tried to be as transparent as possible, and though she was supposed to keep the public informed, she did work for the Rangers, not for the city.

It meant for a lot of creative word play, a lot of juggling, and a lot of notes. The more consistent she could be in her reporting, the less suspicious anyone would get. At the end of a long day, she was ready to just relax.

As she changed into her pyjamas, she noticed Sarah didn't come with her. Both liked to be comfortable after work and pyjamas were the coziest clothing they had. When Kelly went back out to the living room, she saw her fiancée curled up on the couch, reading an article on her laptop.

"We agreed not to bring work home with us unless it was an emergency," Kelly stated. Sarah nodded.

"It's not work. There's no online guide to assembling a Megazord. I think I'm on my own with figuring that one out."

"So, then what are you doing and please tell me it's ordering pizza."

"Nope," Sarah said. She turned her laptop to show Kelly the article.

"Ten things you know if you have social anxiety?" Kelly asked. She looked to the former pink Ranger with a frown. "Uh, correct me if I'm wrong here, but you don't have social anxiety. You're the most social person I know. You have I-have-to-save-the-world anxiety, and I don't think there's an online guide for that, either."

"I don't have social anxiety," Sarah confirmed. "Zoey does."

"Zoey does?" Kelly frowned. "I haven't noticed, not that I spend a lot of time with her, I guess."

"Jax caught her in the middle of an anxiety attack and didn't know what to do, so he found me. I recognized what was happening and Zoey opened up to me and Serena a little bit. I'm gonna help her work on it, but I'm kinda… clueless on what it's like."

"Make sense. Like I said, you're the most social person I know," Kelly nodded.

"That's why I'm looking this up," Sarah stated. "I've had anxiety before, so I know what that can feel like, but if I'm gonna help Zoey with this, I want to know what might set her off. She's going to talk about the project she's working on with the mayor and…"

"Wait, someone with social anxiety is going to talk with the mayor of a city?" Kelly frowned. "Seems daunting. Is she up for that?"

"It's a big ask," Sarah nodded. "But Mayor Daniels is nice enough, and Zoey already told me about her project, and I know it's awesome. He'd be an idiot to turn her down. Besides, we're not avoiding failure."

"You're tough," Kelly said. "I'd have started her off with something easy. Talk to a dog or a cat or something that won't outright dismiss or reject her."

"Have you ever talked to a cat?" Sarah chuckled. Kelly smiled.

"So, are you going to be doing this for long? I was kinda hoping for a night with my fiancée, without work talk or Ranger talk."

"I'll order pizza," Sarah said, closing the tabs she had open about social anxiety. She knew that while it was helpful to have some insight, everyone was different. Her own anxieties didn't always follow the same rules as everyone else did and Sarah expected the same from Zoey.

While Sarah started the process of ordering pizza online, Kelly turned on the TV. As she expected, the news was on. Part of working with the Rangers meant keeping up to date on everything. Especially in her position, keeping up on the news, which often shared how people felt about the Rangers' latest appearance, was crucial, so the news was always the first channel on the TV when it turned on. Kelly wanted to quickly switch the TV over to Netflix, but something caught her eye.

It wasn't often addicts or prostitutes were featured as a main story. Usually, there had to be a bigger story that broke before they featured anyone from that walk of life. However, fame was big enough in itself, even if it was adjacent. Sarah and the Ninja Steel Rangers having their identities become public meant that everyone now knew about them. And while that often didn't lead into much, considering their Ranger days were done, anything any of them did that was even remotely newsworthy would quickly be featured across the country.

The Tiens had felt the brunt of that almost right away. Preston's original doubts for coming out had been out of concern for the attention it would give to his parents. Since the Tiens were financially more than well off, and Preston as a Ranger was responsible for a lot of the damage and suffering in the city, it made sense that some people would try to go after his family and get financial compensation. Preston himself was more than happy to oblige. Money never meant anything to him because he always felt money was the reason, he and his parents were never close. They were always consumed with work in order to earn more money and stay on top. They were hyper-focused on appearance, wanting others not to simply assume they were rich, but to see it, and know it.

If money would help victims move on from what happened, Preston was happy to share. Unfortunately, when he came out as a Ranger, his parents disowned him. Even if they hadn't, his family's money wasn't his. He hadn't inherited it yet and had no say in where even a simple dollar went. He couldn't help and his parents wouldn't. They didn't believe they owned the city anything, and while Preston wouldn't argue the truth in that, he believed that since they were so well off, and since they had the means to help, without it costing them anything in the grand scheme of things, that they should.

When they refused, the media hounded them for weeks. It covered the front pages of newspapers, was the first article to pop up on every news site and was the feature story every single night. As the story stopped evolving, everyone was forced to move on, but still, there were traces of it almost everywhere. And though Preston did his part to be the good guy and offer his support where he could, there really wasn't much he could do.

Now that there was a new team of Rangers in the country, Kelly had hoped everyone would move on from Ninja Steel. Damage was done, they were old news. Unfortunately, a story like this had to be told.

Kathryn Baker had been arrested for public intoxication, possession of illegal substances and prostitution. While normally, crimes that didn't involve harm to someone else didn't usually get so much focus, Kathryn's connection to Sarah prompted this story to take precedence, and the media wasn't afraid to make that connection very clear.

"So much for sober," Kelly heard Sarah say. She submitted the order request, then closed her laptop.

"Despite what they want to make people think, this doesn't reflect on you," Kelly reminded her fiancée, but Sarah pointed to the screen.

"If this is where our Rangers come from, can we really trust them to continue protecting us?" the reported commented. "I'm Muriel Reeves from Channel 10 news. We'll continue updating you on this story after a quick break."

"That's rich, coming from a Ranger mother herself," Kelly said. Sarah frowned.

"What?"

"Commander Shaw shared with me the Ranger files," Kelly said. "You know, their known families, their past, anything I might need to help cover their asses in case something got out."

"Like having a drug addict prostitute for a mother?"

"Exactly," Kelly nodded. "That I know of, none of the Rangers have that, but Zoey's file did list her mother was a reporter named Muriel Reeves so…"

"But she doesn't know."

"Exactly," Kelly grumbled. "I'm tired of these stories coming out as they're unfolding or pushing a story up before we really know what's going on. Anyone who knows you knows Kathryn had nothing to do with you. They're creating panic where it doesn't exist, just to get ratings."

"You do what you've got to do."

"But this tarnishes your reputation…"

"And I don't care about that," Sarah muttered. She tossed her laptop aside. "Pizza will be here in half-an-hour. I'm not hungry anymore."

"Sarah…"

Sarah didn't answer. She turned away from her fiancée and walked into their bedroom, slamming the door. Kelly sighed loudly and turned to the TV.

The media really sucked, but Kelly was determined to fix that. She grabbed the laptop from the couch and started to type up her next piece. She hoped to have it ready by morning so it could be approved by Commander Shaw before it was released.