"Maybe they could be of help to us," Mr. Collins announced, breaking the long silence between him and Eric at the hospital. The wound had been more serious then they had thought, and he needed to have stitches. Collins had come straight to Turtle Cove hospital right after he had heard about the fight with three new mysterious creatures. Ever since Wes's death, he found himself spending more and more time with Eric. He wasn't trying to replace Wes. He never could replace the son he had lost, but spending time with Eric, being there for him when he was hurt, helped ease the pain.

"No, I don't think so," Eric answered coldly. "We don't need them. The Guardians and I can handle these creeps, and Ransik, just fine."

"Eric, be reasonable, we both know the Guardians' weapon can't match the firepower of Ransik and these three new mutants." He gripped Eric's shoulder. "And you…"

"What about me!" Eric shoved his arm away. "Look, I can handle it." He jumped off and start towards the door.

"Ah, Mr. Myers, just got your results back, you should take it easy for the next few weeks..."

"Yeah, whatever." Eric brushed against the doctor's shoulder and walked out of the room.

"Doesn't take 'taking it easy' well."

Mr. Collins smiled. "You don't know the half of it." He got up and signed the needed papers. "Thank you, Doctor."

"I can't believe the nerve of that guy," snarled Taylor as she plumped down on the picnic table, surrounded by her teammates Cole, Max, Danny, Alyssa, and their mentor Princess Shayla. They had just arrived back from helping Eric and the Guardians with the three orgs.

"I still can't believe it, you met another power ranger!" Princess Shayla's face just glowed as if she was mesmerized. "I have heard others existed. I just never thought I would ever come face to face with one."

"Good luck," Taylor humphed. "I don't think we'll be seeing him again any time soon. He made it perfectly clear he didn't want any help from us."

"Are you sure your resentment towards him has nothing to do with him giving you a speeding ticket?" snickered Max, who had known Taylor to be a bit of a speed demon, and sooner or later he knew someone would catch her, he just found it hilarious that that someone turned out to be Eric Myers.

"Stop it Max, it's not funny!"

"Actually it is pretty funny, if you think about it," grinned Danny, joining in with Max, but then he saw Taylor giving one of those looks. The deadliest of all stares, the kind that sent shivers down your back. Danny grabbed a hold of Max's shoulder. "Okay….. We were just kidding, Taylor, really."

"Yeah, no hard feelings." The two started to back away, but the stare didn't go away. Max pretended to look at his watch. "Well look at the time, we better go, Danny, if we're going to catch that movie."

'Movie? What movie-" Max jabbed him in the gut. "Oh yeah, that movie." He smiled and waved goodbye. "Later, guys." The two took off running and didn't turn back. They were too afraid to look, to see if Taylor was chasing after them.

After the commotion of excitement from Max and Danny, Alyssa turned to Princess Shayla, her face serious and concerned. "Princess Shayla, those three orgs, they were different from the others we have fought in the past."

"Yes, I know." Her face was no longer happy. "I have never seen anything like them, not even the higher power of orgs I have encountered share any resemblance of the power they held." Though she wouldn't say it, she wasn't so sure her rangers alone could defeat them.

"Then we need to get his help. Eric Myers' help," announced Cole.

"Yeah. Like that will happen, he's a complete-"

"He's lonely." Cole interrupted Taylor and sighed slightly. "And angry with himself for what happened to his friend."

"So we'll go find him and ask him for his help," added Alyssa, agreeing with Cole.

Taylor couldn't believe what she was hearing. Were they not there when he basically had blown her off? "I can't believe this! We don't need him-"

"I'm afraid we may need all the help we can get, Taylor," announced Princess Shayla, her face becoming very serious and alert. She knew even with Merrick's help, that it still wouldn't be enough. Her senses told her these three org's might even possess more power than even Master Org.

It was late out. Jen stood outside a C.O. owned building of Bio-Lab, a smaller branch that was stationed here in Turtle Cove. According to the newspapers she had read in the library, Silver Hills had fallen, it had been deserted and everyone either came here, or went elsewhere. This was where Mr. Collins' office was now, this is where he worked. He even had a home here, a slightly smaller home than the one he had back in Silver Hills. She had even passed it and even half hoped to find Wes there, alive and well, but…. Wes wasn't here. He had died, defending the city, and it seemed his sacrifice had been unjust.

Her eyes fell onto the memorial that Mr. Collins had placed in memory of his son. She couldn't imagine what it must be like for him, though Wes and his father had had their differences, she knew both of them had loved each other very much. She felt a tear roll down her cheek. She had sworn to herself she wouldn't cry again over his death, but she couldn't help it. She loved him so much and he had died, never knowing the truth.

"Take it easy, Myers." Mace patted Eric on the back as he passed him by, heading towards the parking lot; he didn't even notice Jen standing by the memorial.

"Night, Mace." Eric headed down the sidewalk, not even looking where he was going, and bumped right into Jen. "Sorry, wasn't looking where I was going."

"Don't worry about it." Jen kept her head down and kept on moving. The last thing she needed was to let Eric know she was here.

Eric kept walking in the opposite direction of the woman he had bumped into, but then came to a complete stop. That voice. He knew that voice. He turned around and walked promptly over to her and grabbed her by the shoulder, forcing her to turn around, as he stared her down hard. "Hello, Jen, you have a lot of explaining to do."

He had taken her to Mr. Collins' office and had locked the door behind him. It was the only safe and secure enough room for them to talk, thankfully Mr. Collins had already gone home for the night. He didn't need to know about this.

Minutes seem to pass without a word, as Jen sat in a chair, her heart racing fast, as she watched Eric walk back and forth, his face steaming with anger. She mentally hit herself, she knew she shouldn't have gone to the memorial, but she couldn't help it. She had to see it, she needed, she wanted to say goodbye.

"You have some nerve coming back here after all these months," Eric roared into her face.

"I'm here tracking those three mutorgs. I've been after them the last few weeks."

"Oh, I see." They both knew he was not happy one bit to see her here, after everything that had happened. "So you came back here, to clean up one of your messes. Maybe you should have started with your last mess?"

Jen didn't answer, just bowed her head down.

"We had to leave Silver Hills, because it was too dangerous for us to stay. The city fell, Jen, people were killed." He clenched his fists together; he was angry for what happened, he was angry at her, even more angry than he had ever thought he was. "Don't you even care?"

"Of course I care!" she shouted back. "I care more than anyone, but Wes-"

"What about him? And don't give me that shit about him sending you all back, because I already know."

"He told you?"

"Yeah." He nodded his head. "He told me. The thing I don't get is why you didn't come back before now." Eric walked over to the safe; only Mr. Collins and he knew the combination. He opened it and grabbed an oval shaped object out of it and tossed it at Jen. "Because you're too damn late, Wes is dead, Jen."

It was covered in blood. Wes's morpher. Part of her had hoped that Alex was wrong and Wes had somehow survived, but this proved all too well that the man she loved more than anything was gone, gone forever. Already she could feel the tears coming on, the pain in her heart returning, that for months she had held back.

"Come on, Jen, I want to know the truth. You owe him that much." When she didn't answer he got right in her face and slammed his fist against the table. "You have a time ship, for crying out loud! You couldn't turn the damn thing back around?"

Jen took a moment to gather her words. She would not break down in front of Eric. She would hold the tears back for as long as she could. Taking a deep breath, she calmly responded. "It's not that simple…."

"The hell it isn't!"

Jen eye's lit up with fury. "You have no damn idea what you're talking about! You're not part of Time Force, you just stole the morpher and took it for your own. You have no idea the precautions they take." She sighed heavily. "We couldn't come back, after we arrived home, because while we were still in hyper sleep we had our memories erased to revert back to our own time."

"Oh really, because your memory seems just fine to me," he spat back.

"That's because I didn't get my memory wiped. No one knows, that's why I couldn't come back, if I did they would know I didn't get my memory wiped, and then-"

"What, you lose your job and go to jail? That's bullshit and you know it." He just shook his head disappointedly. "I don't know what he ever saw in you or the others, because you sure didn't give a damn about him. The only thing you cared about was yourself!"

She wanted to scream at him, tell him that he was wrong, but it wouldn't matter. No matter what she would say, Eric wouldn't hear it. He had already come to his own conclusions about how things went down, and a part of her knew he was right. If the Time Force officials ever found out she remembered the events of her time here, all hell would break loose and both her and Alex's futures would be on the line.

"Go back to your own time, Jen. We don't need you here anymore. I'll take care of this mess and the last one. You've done enough damage."

"But Eric-"

"Don't 'but Eric' me; get out of here before I throw you out. You make me sick! I don't know what Wes was thinking, risking his life to save yours."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on, you're just as much as a fool as he was. He loved you, Jen, that's why he did what he did."

"What?" Jen was in total shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, Wes actually did love her.

"Oh, don't tell me you didn't know."

"I didn't….I mean… I thought that he might, but I honestly didn't…." And then she lost it. The tears just came running down her cheeks, and knowing she wouldn't get any compassion from Eric, she took off running and didn't look back.

Eric watched her go, a part of him told him to run after her, but he was still too angry at her. He had blamed her for Wes's death and for what had happened to Silver Hills, but he knew Wes too played a part in that. And with him gone, it was just easier taking it out on her.

Back in the future…..

Trip was doing a routine check over Circuit, making sure everything was in order and none of his wires needed changing. "This shouldn't take long, Circuit," announced Trip as he took off the small panel covering and began working away.

"Okay, Trip, hope everything's okay."

"I'm sure it is. Don't worry so much." Trip knew that Circuit, though a robot, was very sensitive and didn't like it when something was wrong with him. When he had first created Circuit, he wanted to make him as close to human as he could. "Everything seems to be in order." Trip was getting ready to pull his tool out and close Circuit back up, but then something caught his eye. "I didn't use that kind of wire….."

"Is something wrong, Trip?"

"Um no, you're perfectly fine, Circuit." Trip put the panel back on his owl friend.

"Good, I was afraid something was wrong with me."

Now he was curious, normally Circuit hated being checked out, but this time he had practically insisted that he be checked out. "Why would you say that?"

"I don't know. I just feel like something's wrong. Something's missing?"

"What do you feel is missing?"

"I wish I knew. I can't explain it, maybe you should check me again Trip, okay, just to make sure."

"Believe me, Circuit, if there was something wrong with you I would know about it."

"Oh, okay. You're right, Trip, you know my circuits better than anyone. I'm going to rest now, okay." Circuit closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"Okay Circuit, sleep well." Trip smiled faintly; Circuit was right about one thing. He did know his circuits better than anyone and something just didn't seem right. The wire in Circuit was different, as if someone had altered it or made some kind of changes, and one thing was for sure, these changes had not been done by him.

She ran and ran like she never had before, not watching or caring where she was headed. And when she could run no more, her legs gave way and she dropped to the ground, bawling her eyes out. Eric's words hurt her more than she thought and she couldn't help but blame herself. And what hurt her even more was to know that Wes had in fact loved her and she had loved him, but neither one knew the truth. "Oh Wes….."

"Well, what do we have here?" A dark shadow stepped up behind her.

A shiver went down her spine and her heart skipped a beat. It was the voice she had heard in her nightmares, ever since she and the others returned back to the future. She gulped in and slowly stood up and turned around. "Ransik…"

"Yes, it is I. I was surprised, to say the least, when I found out you abandoned your new-found friend." Quicker than light Ransik grabbed her by the neck, squeezing it tight. "I want you to knew he begged and begged for me to spare his life."

"You're lying; Wes would never do that…" Jen gasped.

"Well, I guess you'll never know for sure."

"Put her down, Ransik!" shouted a voice.

Both Jen and Ransik heads turned towards the dark figure heading towards them, watching as he came into the light.

Jen half hoped, even begged, that it might be Wes, but as the figure came into the light all hope was shattered. "Eric…" He must have run after her and morphed into the quantum ranger when he saw her in trouble.

"Well it it isn't the quantum ranger, come to rescue the pink ranger. I would have thought after what happened to your friend she would be the last person you would come to rescue."

"Well then, I guess you don't know me that well." He quickly drew out his blaster. "Now as I said before, put her down."

"Oh, if I must!" Ransik threw Jen against a wall and her head slammed hard against it, causing her body to drop to the ground.

"You're going to pay for that."

"Perhaps another time, ranger, I have important business to attend to…" Ransik used his transmitter and disappeared in a flash of light. "Prepare, for the worst is yet to come."

"Yeah. And next time I'll finish you for good." He quickly ran to Jen's aid and turned her over on her back. She blinked up at him slightly. "Hang in there, Jen. You're going to be okay."

"Eric, why'd you come back….." Her voice drifted into silence and darkness settled in, as she closed her eyes.

He grabbed his radio and spoke directly into it. "I'm coming back in, prepare for my arrival."

"Copy that, Commander, we'll be waiting."