Angel and Heroes

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers.

:: Thanks for the reviews :) I want to finish this story as soon as I can, so here is the next chappie. There're might be around two or three more chapters left. I hope you like it.

// 4.

Kim walked back to her desk with a bright smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Simon had appreciated her efforts to 'babysit' Michael the other day. Unfortunately for her, there's no extra wage coming, but that sexy smile Simon flashed her was enough to make her day. Of course, he told her there might be a 'next time', but he definitely was only joking. She had been hoping there would be a dinner invitation this time, but then again, her schedule was pretty tight this weekend.

She had made a quick stop refilling Vicky's mug (again!), and when she put the mug on Victoria's desk, her eyes caught a glimpse of a picture of Vicky and her boyfriend kissing in front of the Eiffel Tower at night. She snorted when seeing Vicky lift her right leg, obviously the side-effect of looking at the cover of too many trashy romance novels. Since Vicky wasn't there, Kimberly took some time to study the plant sitting near the computer. Was it just her imagination or the leaves looked a bit purplish-red this morning?

"What are you doing?" A voice snapped her observation and Kim quickly put the pot back.

"Hey, Vicky," Kim tried to answer as casually as she could, ignoring Vicky's displeased frown. Victoria pushed her auburn hair off her shoulder and moved her stare to her precious plant. "I was just… admiring your plant. Did you get it in Arizona?"

"No," Vicky's cold reply tempted Kim to hit something.

"Well then, that's your coffee," Kim gestured at the pink mug as she walked passed her taller companion. "Enjoy,"

Kim pulled her chair and sat down, immediately kicking off her shoes under her desk. Again, she broke the rules and clicked the email icon on the right corner of the screen. First thing first, she deleted random advertisements about cheap and effective ways to make her penis longer and larger, and clicked on Jason's reply to her email yesterday. It wasn't there when she checked her inbox last night, so maybe he just read it this morning. The first sentence had already made raise her guard.

'Kimberly Ann Hart,

Thank you for the email. I felt so loved, Honey.

Oh wow, I mean, WOW. You nearly got me for a sec there. I thought you really had sex with the fearless leader after you confessed everything. I was worried because Mike and Angie were still in the house. Mike isn't a heavy sleeper; a light voice can wake the litte guy and I didn't know if you're good at being discreet. But well, since you also explained that the story was actually a lie, let's forget about that, shall we?

Oh, and the reason I didn't tell you about Tommy living there, was simply because you had warned me via email about three years ago, saying that you didn't want to know anything about him. In case you forget, just read the attachment ; ) You didn't know Tommy had a brother? Well, I thought Rocky or Aisha had told you, but due to some unmentionable things, you just didn't want to talk about it. As for the plane crash, you were in Paris at that time, but we contacted you, really. If I remember correctly, you're helping your mom and stepdad move to the new apartment.

Anyway, here you go, the most important thing that you need to know, Missy.

We've been friends for like, what, ten, twelve, fifteen, twenty years? The thing is, I know you, Kim. You're my little sister and even though I know about your secret crush towards me when we were eight, I still care and love you like a sister…. I KNOW that what you told me was actually your heart's desire. You wanted to peel his clothes off and did those wicked things to him. Just admit it already... Or you're too shy? You made me want to help you out, Kimmie.

And that's why, I copied your email (the first paragraph only), and send it to him. To Tommy. 'grins'

Kim nearly spit out the tea in her mouth when she read the deadly sentence. "Jason…," Kim growled and scrolled down, pushing herself to continue reading the message while at the same time feeling her heart beating so fast that she thought she could hear it. She stood up from her office chair and leaned her face closer to the monitor to make sure she didn't miss a single word.

Kim? Are you still there? Because the last time you received a surprise, you fainted.

Yep, I sent it to him so… Just watch it, okay? If you meet him and there's this funny look on his face, it's not because you have spinach on your teeth, but because he has read my email. Yours. I sent him the email about ten minutes ago, if you are curious.

Trust me, Kim. One day you'll thank me for doing this.

Well, so yeah, I just want to tell you that. Call me, okay. Don't be a stranger. I miss you.

P.S.: You know what I found last night? The Batman pillow you gave me two years ago. Does that mean you dated Bruce Wayne? You know that he's only a cartoon character, right? Geez, Kim, of course I know that Aisha is dating Rocky! Since when do I need a reason to send you stuffed bears? You and your twisted mind….

P.P.S: And look what I've got here. The Kermit keychain you got me from Japan. Is there something that I need to know about you and Adam? You do aware that Adam and Tanya are married, don't you?

You know I love you.

- Jason

Kim couldn't believe he did that to her! Jason. Jason Scott, a person who she always considered as her brother. She didn't need to read Jason's attachment; she still vaguely remembered about what she had told him. Plus, the memories of the email she sent him yesterday was still plenty fresh in her mind. 'Didn't make it to his room…, he's still the best kisser ever…, he's so gentle… made out like high school teenagers…, he has sexy ass...'

She was doomed.

"Kimberly?"

Kim stared blankly at the monitor for a few seconds before lifting her head. Sydney Myers was standing beside her desk and smiling at her. "What's up?" She asked, her voice still wavering from the astonishment.

The redhead pulled her curly hair up to a messy ponytail as she said, "Lunch time. I'm craving for that French Vanilla Cappuccino,"

Kimberly's eyes moved back to her computer. She was so stunned that she didn't even know how to react. How dare he did that to her! Jason of all people? How could she face Tommy ever again? Maybe, just maybe, he would think that Jason was only pulling a sick joke. Yeah, right…

"Let's go, girl,"

--

As usual, Sydney dragged her to their usual spot-- the table near the wide glass window. Syd had told her that it was a good tactic to check out cute guys inside and outside the café. That was right, though, because in her third day visiting this small cozy coffee bar, there's a guy named Daniel came over and asked for her number.

"My ideal guy is someone…," Sydney paused to think while her mouth was busy munching a brownie. "Tall, good looking definitely, has dark captivating eyes that can make my knees turn to a blob of jello and… I don't know. Dark hair? I never interested in blonds. But I love Brad Pitt. He's too hot to be ignored. Oh, and Prince William also," Syd closed her eyes and purred dreamily. Kim chuckled. Syd was probably imagining herself playing polo with the future King of Wales.

That sounded like my ideal guy, Kim thought sadly as she added more sugar to her coffee. Tommy had explained to her that he was once a high school science teacher. The job was practically dominating his life that he barely had time to be with Mike and Angie. The two children were still pretty upset from their parents' death which was very understandable. Angie was too little to understand, but for Mike, it had been a really tough time.

"He hated me when he first came here," Tommy said while he watched the boy sleeping on her lap. "And he hasn't accepted the fact that David and Julie have gone. That's why sometimes he'll call me 'Dad' while some other times I'm his uncle,"

As Simon's partner, he didn't have to hang around the office all day. He could bring the paperworks home. Tommy Oliver, a science teacher? That was wild. Kim grinned. He had rendered her speechless when he told her about his latest ranger experience. Sometimes she questioned herself if Tommy loved his duty as a ranger more than anything. The truth was, being a ranger was and always would be a part of him. She certainly wouldn't mind seeing Tommy in her color; minus that little skirt, that was.

"Kim!" Syd shouted, suddenly getting excited and putting down her fork. "That comes closer to my dream guy. Look at that man,"

Kim followed Syd's gaze and had to repress a loud sigh when the man Sydney meant was none other than the infamous Tommy Oliver. And he wasn't alone. "That's Tommy," She commented dryly, for a moment forgetting about Jason's email.

"Yeah, that's him," Sydney picked up her fork once again as her eyes glued to the two figures walking together towards the building entrance.

Kim's eyes never wavered from the tall man that had been the love of her life. Out of the blue, Tommy stopped and turned around. She quickly lifted her hand to cover her face. No, no…Urgh, Jason will pay for this!

"Kim, are you okay?"

"Yes," She peeked from between her fingers and exhaled when Tommy was nowhere to be seen. They would have to meet some time; he was her boss anyway. They're working in the same company, the same building. The only good thing was that they didn't work on the same floor. "Who's that girl?"

"Minnie Miller. She used to work for the company, but she quit. I don't have any idea how they could've known each other because Tommy's a new guy, you know? He's only been here for like, six or seven months,"

"And Minnie is his girlfriend," Kim said quietly, feeling slightly anxious of the answers. To her surprise, Syd snorted and laughed out loud.

"God, no!" Syd looked at Kim as if the former gymnast just said something that's really ridiculous. "For your information, she's a total bitch. If you think Vicky is an annoying brat, think again. She's no match for that M2M,"

Kim released the breath that she didn't realize she had been holding. That's a relief. "So… What do you think about Simon?"

--

Tommy strected out on the recliner and reached for his Xda. He was never good with computers-- he still owed Hayley a lot for helping him with the ranger business--, so this PDA came in pretty handy for him.

1 unread message.

There was one new email waiting and it was from Jason. His bro hardly ever sent him emails, so it must be something important. Or if his guess was correct, the email would involve one of his new employees who by chance was also Jason's bestfriend since they're in diapers.

Hey, bro, what's up?

It has been a while since we last talked. How are you and those two kids? Doing well, I hope. Nothing much happened around here. I'm still thinking of moving back to Cali. Maybe we can get together and open up a karate school.

Have you heard from Zack? Angela is pregnant with twins! That is a really great news because Duncan surely wants baby brothers or sisters, or both, to play with.

Tommy smirked. Jason was definitely babbling. He was as bad as Rocky.

I was reminiscing the old times when I remembered something funny. Do you remember that time when Zack accusing me for being gay? He caught me staring at your ass when we're taking a shower at the Youth Center? Lol, that was crazy! Of course you've already known what was really happened, right? Yeah, I bet Kim has told you about her special request.

Kim? Tommy unconsciously licked his lips when thinking about the brunette that had once again come back into his life.

I thought she was insane when she asked me to check out your ass, but well, she wanted to know if you really had that birthmark your mother told her.

Kim requested Jason to check out his ass?

She thought you had a really cute ass, btw. It was really sickening to hear her chattering about that over and over again.

Tommy was shocked.She was discussing his ass?

She did tell you about that, right? Or no? Now that I think about it, I think it's supposed to be a secret. Oh well, just, don't say anything to her. But it's normal to ogle at your boyfriend's assets. It's a free country after all. Now I can't believe I'm talking about your ass. I'll have nightmares.

Okay…Where was I? Oh right, the karate school. Rocky might be interested… Maybe the next time I call him, I'll ask Mr. DeSantos about it. He sent me some pictures of his new house. It's great, and it even has a pool. His kids are going to love it. Hey, maybe you could bring Mike and Angie to Philly. Uncle Rocky would spoil them rotten.

Have you heard from Billy? Man… I think we should hold a ranger reunion or something. We need to catch up.

Oh well, gotta run now. May the power protect you, bro.

P.S.: Congratulations! I heard Kim work in your company? Treat her well, Tommy. Maybe you can give her bonus, or better, a date this weekend?

-Jase

Tommy sat up and stared at his clasped hands. The purpose of the long email was one: to tell him that Kim used to ogle at his ass.

He raked his fingers through his hair. That wasn't criminal; even he had done the same thing once or twice… Okay, more than once or twice.

"Hey, Tommy," Simon opened the door without knocking, peeking his head in. "Get ready, the meeting is in ten minutes,"

"Alright,"

--

Kim hugged the file tighter to her chest as she stood in front of Tommy's office. Vicky had told her to give it to him since Vicky herself was busy waiting for her nails to dry. That woman really reminded Kim to Rita Repulsa sometimes, especially when she complained she had a headache this morning.

Her feet felt so heavy, but somehow, miraculously, there she was. She couldn't come in, not after that email. Jason would be a dead man as soon as she got her hands on him.

She nearly toppled over when the door in front of her face was suddenly opened, revealing the man that she had been avoiding for the last three and a half hours. Her mouth went dry and she swore her face turned even redder, if it was possible.

"Kimberly!" Tommy said, looking as surprised as she was. "Hey," He said once again, clearly lacking of fresh lines. "Wow,"

Kimberly. Hey. Wow. He had absolutely read Jason's email. Suddenly Kim wanted to turn around and hide in the deepest hole. Tommy probably thought she's still desperately so very much in love with him, or worse, she wanted to jump him. Why did he look at her like that?

"Victoria asked me to give you this," Kim said after finding her voice back and handed him the file. Her eyes fell to the floor; she couldn't look at his eyes.

Tommy took the file from her hand and slipped it under his arm. Kim looked smaller when she's ducking her head down like that. His smile faded a little and he regarded her with an inquisitive look. What was she looking at? Was she checking him out now? The thought made him shift minutely on his feet. This pants were indeed a bit body fitting. It was uncomfortable but today was laundry day.

Why did Jason suddenly bring that up now? He knew Jason well enough to say that the red and gold ranger had something up his sleeves.

Or maybe he was just being honest.

"Is that all?" He asked softly and her eyes shot up to meet his. Was it just him or was that really a glint of nervousness he saw in her eyes?

"Yes," Kim smiled timidly and turned to walk away, but Tommy grabbed her wrist quickly. The world seemed to stand still as their eyes met and locked. Tommy marveled at the soft skin under his touch. Sure, she would always be forever beautiful in his eyes, but this present Kimberly simply took his breath away.

"Wait, I…," At her questioning look, Tommy released his grip and shoved his hands deep in his pocket. "Are you free this weekend?"

"What?" Kim looked at him suspiciously. She was a hundred percent sure that she would get another babysitting job, again.

"Why don't you come over to my house this Saturday? Mike asked me to invite you to dinner," Tommy answered, smiling bashfully. Watching her blank expression, he went on, "But of course, maybe you're busy. It's fine. He'll understand,"

"No, I was just…," She stopped, chewing her lips.

"It's okay," Tommy nodded understandingly, his voice dropping to a whisper.

Kim's brain was still processing the fact that Tommy Oliver was asking her on a date. Not a date, a dinner, she reminded herself. And not Tommy, it's Mike. "I'll let you know,"

"Great,"

:: Thank you for reading, guys. I hope you enjoy this one. Please review, no flame though. Thanks.

- Yuuri