Author's Notes - Wow more people are still reading then I thought. Okay so here's the thing, in an attempt to get this done with I am updating AGAIN. Wow I know a year with no updates and bam two in the course of two days. Awsomeness yeah?

Again though it's short. Let me know what you think and I'll try to get the next part up in a few days. There should only be two more parts after this one actually.

Summary - Zarek makes his demands known. Will Tommy and Zedd be prepared?

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Unfinished Business

Tommy

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"Zordon's over-priced condo, Zedd speaking."

Looking up and giving my mate a reprimanding glare at his phone etiquette, I barely have time to open my mouth to chide him when he responds to whatever the person on the other end has said.

"I hate being right." Phone falling from his grasp to hit the floor, he sags with it visibly shaken as both Zordon and I are up and across the room in record time.

"Zedd? Zedd what is it?" Wrapping my arms around him as I snag the phone fully expecting Zordon's father to be the one which has caused him such distress I however am proven wrong by the entirely new voice coming over the line.

"I think he perhaps fainted."

"He didn't faint. Who is this?" I demand none too gently as Zordon attempts to check Zedd's pulse only to get smacked for his trouble by darker haired male.

"Who is THIS?"

"I asked you first."

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say I'm talking to the human now." Pausing as it seems he is also conversing with someone that is with him, his voice grows clearer again as he refocuses back on me. "Are you the human? The Ranger?"

"My name is Thomas, as for being a Ranger, if you're asking such a thing chances are you already know the answer."

"Thomas? That's a rather odd name now isn't it." And Zarek isn't? "No matter though, I am Zarek, heir of the house of Spector, I request a meeting with my former bed mate, Zeddic son of Council member Kerch."

"Not happening. Any other requests before I hang up on you?" Not hardly intimidated by a supposedly evil being that calls instead of shows up in person welding weaponry, I shrug at Zedd and Zordon's stunned, but still slightly worried looks.

Voice once more muffled as he must be turning away from the phone to talk to someone else, his comment makes me rolls my eyes in exasperation. "I'm uncertain if he is serious or not. Are all of his kind so flippant about such matters?" Getting an even greater muffled response, he turns his mouth back to the phone. "Human if you are making an attempt to be witty I am not amused. Now I am on a schedule and I expect Zedd to be at his father's dwelling by sundown, if he is not I will be highly displeased. You may come too if you wish but no others, I'm in no mood to have to destroy random guards and Zedd knows perfectly well such things will not detour but only further annoy me. Sundown human, that is all."

As he hangs up before I can get in another word, I look at the phone in annoyance before tossing it back onto the desk and turning to the waiting two beside me. "Well he's certainly personable."

"This is going to end badly." Shaking his head and sighing, Zedd looks far too worried for my taste.

"I'll call the Council." Reaching for the phone, Zordon is however stopped by Zedd's hand.

"No. If you do that he'll just kill my father, or not show up until everyone's left. He'll smell a set up a mile away and you know it." Zedd states flatly.

"Besides I doubt any of them aside Zedd's father would be willing to even think of helping." I add in a similar tone before looking to my mate. "What do you want to do?"

"Only thing we can do. Go see what he wants."

To be continued……….