A/N: Alright! Here is the preview for my next fic titled Who You Are. I decided to put it between the Altered/Reality fics to give Lord Drakkon some breathing room hahaha. This fic will be Ranger fighting free as well but no worries. Lots of drama, angst, and Kimberly swearing like we all know and love her for. It's a short preview but hopefully, it'll start rolling out sometime this week or over the weekend.

Let me know what you think!

Who You Are
A Preview

"Price check on register four!" A monotone voice said over the loud speaker above my head. I glanced up, continuing to drum my fingers on the side of the sink. Outside of the bathroom, I could hear foot traffic as people headed up the small hallway to the break room for the employees. I heard some laughter as someone made a joke followed by the door closing behind them. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. This wait was going to kill me. I knew I should have gone somewhere else to do this but I needed to know as soon as possible.

On the counter in front of me sat the sink. It was a single occupant bathroom, no stalls on the toilets. Opening my eyes, I released the breath I had been holding. I eyed the pink card board box, one I had seen several times over the course of the last three years. My nerves were getting the best of me for no reason. Dr. Franklin's words repeated in my head, "Getting pregnant for you seems to be impossible. I'd look into your other options." I nodded, as if he was there. This was pointless. I had wasted $5 on something that would be negative. That same feeling of regret began to sink in as I thought about it. It was something I had hoped would happen over the course of the last four years. Something that I had seen countless doctors about. Dr. Franklin has only been the latest to tell me the exact same thing. Infertility with no clear reason.

Walking over, I grabbed the box and tipped it over. I glanced at my watch and saw it had been the time needed for the test to be accurate. It slide out, face down. My heart thundered in my chest. I thought back to everything that had been occurring in the last couple of days. My period was late. That was something that was common with me. Welcome to the world of Poly-cystic Ovary Syndrome. But I also was more tired and had some weird cramping. Plus, my boobs felt like they were going to fall off they were throbbing so badly. Maybe these were just period signs and I had jumped the gun. But Dr. Franklin had advised us to test every month just the same just in case we were lucky.

My fingers trembled as I reached over and turned the test over. A shrill ringing from my purse caused me to jump, halting me. I opened my purse quickly, spotting my cell phone. The phone screen was lit up green and I could see Nick's name on the caller ID. I hit answer, bringing the phone to my ear.

"Hey, Nick." I said, stepping away from the sink.

"Where are you?" My husband's voice said in my ear. His voice was a bit choppy due to my location but I could still make out his annoyance crystal clear.

"I'm at the store. I needed to pick a few things up for dinner." I replied, biting my lip.

"This is starting to bullshit, Kim. You go to work and you come home. There's no reason to be running all over after you clock out."

"I'm sorry. We just needed milk and some other things. I'm getting ready to cash out now. Is there anything you want me to pick up?" I stepped forward, picking up the test. I turned it over in my hand.

"I just want you to get your ass home now." He snarled, hanging up the phone. I didn't flinch from his outburst. I didn't even move to take the phone from its place cradled between my shoulder and ear. My eyes were transfixed on the two pink lines that were in the window of the pregnancy test. The lines weren't even light, making me question like some months. There were as dark as could be. As positive as it could be. Shaking my head, the phone fell from its place and landed on the floor. This couldn't be true. It couldn't be happening. I was pregnant. I was finally pregnant. And I didn't know if it was my husband's baby.

Or Tommy's.

Kimberly and her husband, Nick, have been together since she moved to Florida. Now residing in Miami, Kim is working as an athletic trainer for a nearby gym. It's not her dream job but it helps pays the bills with Nick out of work due to a back injury. This has left a strain on their marriage along with their inability to have children. They've been to every fertility doctor in the area without much answers nor a baby to amount from it.

When Nick suddenly decides to relocate to Angel Grove, the couple move back into the open arms of Kim's friends. She's thrilled to be back but she's starting to see a change in Nick. She's not the only one when Tommy begins to see the guy behind the charm. He's happy to reconnect with Kimberly after all this time but is struggling with seeing her with such a creep. Everything changes after one chance night though, leaving Kim questioning what to do next.