"Okay Alex, do you mind telling us why the hell we did what we just did?" yelled Lucas. "We stole a time ship! Do you know how much trouble we can get in for this?"

Only moments ago, they had arrived in the year 2002 and were on a beach not too far from Turtle Cove. Alex double-checked the computer to make sure that the time ship was in full working condition. When everything appeared to be in order he turned around to face them, knowing that they had many questions and more would come after he got done telling him the situation. "It didn't stop you the last time."

"What are you talking about?" asked Katie as she and her friends shared confused glances with each other. Was it true, did they use a time ship once before? Trip had never been able to unlock the secrets that Circuit held.

"Let's start with what you do know." Alex wasn't sure just how much they knew, but he was sure they knew something.

"We know that someone erased Circuit's memory. I checked the wires myself," answered Trip. He took a deep breath, almost afraid to say the next part of what he knew or at least assumed had happened. "And possibly our memories, as well."

If Alex was surprised he didn't show it. He had been with Time Force long enough to hide all such emotions, never letting his guard down. He knew even the slightest suspicion from them would be upsetting to Time Force. "What makes you believe that?"

"Cut the bullshit, Alex!" Lucas got right into Alex's face and felt unknown unresolved issues he had with Alex come over him. He wasn't sure why, but he had all this anger towards Alex, and knew his anger had to be more than just Alex breaking up with Jen. "Tell us what the hell is going on here."

"I see that your resentment towards me hasn't changed." He bit his lip and sighed. "And you probably have every right to hate me, but right now I need you all to trust me." He eyed each and every one of them, knowing this time things had to go differently. He would have to become a leader they could trust, and the only way he could gain that trust was for him to tell them the truth. Tell them everything that had happened, whether Time Force would like it or not.

"Not until you tell us what is going on." Lucas stared him hard in the eyes. "And I mean everything…"

"All right, but you're not going to like what I have to tell you." Over the next hour, he told them. Told them about things they had done, the places they had gone and the people they had met and even befriended, but none of it they remembered. He could tell it was difficult for them hearing this, hearing about things they didn't even know they had done. And what was even harder, was telling them about Wes. He watched as the three struggled to remember. Remember the young man who had fought beside them, helped them settle into their new home, become their friend, and how he made the willing sacrifice to save their lives. But they couldn't. They couldn't remember. The memory adaptation had made sure of that.

"So the whole thing they told us, that after we watched Ransik strike you down we got the morphers and went after him, but got caught in a huge explosion and were in a coma, was a lie," announced Lucas. He couldn't believe Time Force had lied to him and the others like that. He didn't care what the book said about time travel and the precautions to take.

"Yes."

"And Jen knew, knew this whole time?" asked Katie.

"Yes. I didn't put her through the memory adaptation all the way."

"So she remembers everything!" announced Lucas harshly. "But we don't!" Lucas was angry, angrier then he ever thought he could be. He was angry at Alex for doing this, angry at Time Force for screwing with his head and angry at Jen for keeping this from them. "I can't believe this! Why the hell did she get to remember? And don't tell me it had anything to do with some crazy plan of yours……"

"She was in love..." interrupted Trip, finally understanding things or at least some of it. Now it was all starting to make sense.

"What are you talking about, Trip?" asked Katie, knowing that Jen was no longer in love with Alex. "Alex and Jen broke up…."

"Not Alex and Jen …. Jen and Wes."

"What?" Lucas couldn't believe this. It didn't seem possible or even like Jen to fall in love with a native of a different time period; it went against all the rules. They shouldn't even have befriended him in the first place. He turned to Alex, knowing he was the only one who could answer the question. "Is that true?"

"Yes, she did fall in love with him." It still hurt to even say it out loud; he sighed heavily. "And I knew it." He bowed his head down. "So now you understand why I couldn't put her through the memory adaptation. She didn't love me anymore. It wouldn't have been fair to either one of us."

"You didn't break up with her." Now it did make sense. Every time she had asked Jen what had happened between her and Alex, Jen would always change the subject and not want to talk about it. "She broke up with you."

"Yeah," Alex sighed.

Lucas sighed; maybe he had been wrong about Alex. He wasn't such a bad guy, after all, once you got past his attitude he really was a decent guy. "I'm sorry…. I misjudged you."

"Don't worry about it. You have every right to be angry with me."

"What do we do now?" asked Trip.

"We need to go see Wes's father; he has something we're going to need." He yawned heavily, feeling sleep come over him. "But that will have to wait till tomorrow; we're all going to need our rest." Because very soon they would be facing their biggest threat ever and they were going to need everything they had to win.

"Where do you think they came from?" asked one of the Guardians as he and the commander, who was still morphed into the Quantum Ranger, returned with the other Guardians from a battle that nearly cost them their lives. They weren't prepared to face off with the three unknown creatures and an army of cyclobots.

"I don't know, but I think I know someone who might," he answered as they all entered back into the hotel. He kept looking over his shoulder, watching as his team all got back inside and making sure they weren't followed. He knew if Ransik ever found out where they were, they'd be history.

One by one they went down the flight of stairs going into the secret bunker below the hotel. Nadira came flying towards them, very concerned, and they all could see it.

"What's wrong?"

"She took off. I tried to contact you, but couldn't get a signal."

The Quantum Ranger started back up the stairs. He should have known Jen would take off, once she saw Nadira sitting by her side. He should have done things differently, but with Ransik and the three creatures flying around, that came first. "I've got to find her!"

"We'll come with you, sir," announced one of the Guardians.

"No, I can do this alone." He knew he couldn't let the Guardians come with him, not when they knew nothing about the three new creatures who called themselves orgs. They weren't prepared for them, and so far they had shown themselves to be a deadly opponent. "I need you guys to stay here."

"Be careful." Nadira's eyes were filled with deep concern for him. She wasn't sure what she would do if anything ever happened to him.

"That's my job."

"It's late, we'll continue the search tomorrow," announced Merrick.

Eric pulled the truck over; they were back in Silver Hills, or what was left of it. It hadn't been easy getting back in; Ransik had made sure no one could get in or out, but they had been lucky enough to get past the slew of cyclobots guarding the entrance into Silver Hills.

Eric got off the truck and started heading towards a house; the door was broken down and the windows were smashed in. Merrick quickly followed behind him. "Where are you going? We should remain in the motorized contraption."

"You can sleep in the truck if you like, but there's nothing like sleeping in your own bed." He turned to Merrick, sighing. "This is my home…. Or at least it was." He stepped inside; everything for the most part was just as he had left it, minus the pieces of glass, fragments of the ceiling, and trash lying all over. He slumped down on his torn up couch and let out a heavy sigh.

Merrick sat down in one of the chairs, and eyed the room carefully; for a moment he could sense what this room once was. He also felt the loneliness that had once filled it and perhaps still did. It wasn't until then that it occurred to him that Eric had been alone. A feeling he knew all too well.

"So…" Breaking the silence, Eric turned to Merrick. "You and the other rangers, you guys hang out a lot?"

"They do, but I'm usually fairly busy…" He crossed his hands together, bowing his head down and letting out s sigh. "I don't belong in their world. I should have been dead a long time ago…"

Eric didn't know much, only that Princess Shayla had been asleep for over a thousand years and Merrick as well; everything and everyone they ever knew were gone… "So you and the Princess - was there ever anything between you two?" It wasn't that he was interested in the Princess, he could just sense the tension from Merrick when he and the Princess had been talking together.

Merrick didn't answer; he remained silent. He was her protector, sworn to keep her from all danger, out of harm's way. And he had lived up to that, for a price. "There was a time." He looked up. "But that's all in the past now, we can never be together, we're from two different worlds."

Though he had never been in love, he did know the feeling of being from two different worlds. Which is one of the reasons a friendship with Wes could never work, or at least that's what he told himself. Wes probably would have said different. Wes had been born rich, never had to worry about anything, while he was born in a broken home; he had been lucky to make it out of there alive. "I know the feeling."

Jen curled up against the wall of the odd jobs shop she and her friends had started; it was all that remained of the home in which they had shared so many memories together, but now she was the only keeper of those memories. Her friends didn't remember and never would, and Wes was gone….

She was so lost and confused; all she wanted to do was go home, but….she was home, it just no longer felt the same, not without the people that once filled it. The warmth and love was gone. Love….a few tears trickled down Jen's cheek, being here only brought back the memories of herself and Wes spending time together. There were so many times she had tried to tell him how she felt about him, how much she loved him, but never could get the words out, and now she would never able to tell him.

"I should have just told you when I had the chance…." She looked up, and stared off into the night sky, the only beautiful thing that still remained in Silver Hills. "I love you, Wes. I just wish I had told you sooner."

"Jen I…." Jen turned around and saw a dark shadow heading towards her. "Look out!"

Jen turned and saw the Quantum Ranger running towards her in a frantic rage, he dodged towards her, grabbing a hold of her, as they rolled to miss an incoming blast. "You okay?" He got up off of her and helped her to her feet.

"Thanks to you."

"Damn, I missed." They both turned around and found themselves face to face with Takach, along with his two comrades Rofang and Kired. "We meet again, pink Ranger, we were beginning to think you were dead."

"Yeah. Well, you're going to wish I was, once we're through with you!" Jen raised her morpher up and morphed into the pink Ranger.

"So you do know them?" said the Quantum Ranger.

Jen turned to him, confused. "Of course, I told you already. I followed them here from the future. Did you hit your head or something, Eric?"

"Eric…" Rofang stepped forward. "You're not the same Eric Myers we fought in Turtle Cove, are you?"

"Impossible, I memorized the way he and Eric Myers fight, they couldn't be the same person," announced Kired. "Who are you?"

"That's a good question." Jen turned and stared at him. "If you're not Eric, then who are you?"

"I don't care who he is, both of you are dead!" Takach headed towards them, fully intending to kill them both. His two comrades soon followed with the odds in their favor, as they cornered Jen and the unknown Quantum Ranger.

"Don't worry, we'll make your deaths nice and quick," growled Rofang as he lashed out at Jen, but she was ready for him; she kicked him hard in the gut and he dropped to the ground groaning. "You're going to pay for that!"

"Yeah. Come and get me." She wasn't about to back down; she had stayed alive this long and she was determined to stick around to the end.

"Think you can handle him on your own?"

"Yeah. You take care of Takach and Kired. I can handle Rofang just fine." After all, she had been chasing after the three of them on her own for weeks, handling one of them should be a piece of cake.

"You're the boss." He got face to face with the other two and pulled out his Quantum Defender, waiting for them to make the first move. He needed to learn everything he could about them; they had caught him and the Guardians by surprise with their last encounter. He wasn't about to make the same mistake again. "So which one of you wants to go first?"

Takach glared at Kired, just eyeing him, chanting softly to him in a tongue only they knew. Don't attack, wait for my call…

The Quantum Ranger wasn't sure what they were talking about, but one thing was for sure, they didn't want him to know what they were saying. Better keep my guard up.

Jen had her hands full with Rofang; he was proving to be a powerful opponent. Every punch and kick he threw at her was harder than the last, and she could only block his moves for so long. Already she could feel her head spinning, alerting her that she hadn't quite recovered from her encounter with Ransik.

Jen stepped back a few feet, dazed. The next thing she saw was her attacker shoving her against a wall. She struggled to get free, but couldn't. She couldn't even call out for help.

"What's the matter, pinky, don't have any fight left in you? I've got to say I'm a little disappointed. I was hoping you'd put up a fight…"

The Quantum Ranger turned his head; his heart skipped a beat. "Oh no….Jen!" He watched as Rofang pressed her against the wall, digging his claws into her. "Let her go!" He pointed the Defender straight out, right at Rofang's head. "Or I swear you're going to be sorry that you didn't."

"I think you're the one that's going to be sorry," yelled Takach, taking the opportunity that chance had given him and whacked the Quantum Ranger hard against the head, knocking the Ranger to the ground, dazed and confused. He pressed his foot against his chest, crushing the Quantum Ranger's ribs. "You shouldn't have let your guard down, Quantum Ranger."

Rofang pushed Jen to the ground and she dropped down next to the Quantum Ranger. She tried to stay focused on what was around her, but everything kept on getting darker and darker, and the last thing she saw before everything went completely black was a wave of pink shooting a blaster shot at the three.

"Leave them alone!" yelled Nadira, getting herself in between the mutorgs and her friends. She held in her hand a massive blaster gun, one of her own weapons she had taken from the time ship when she had arrived here all those months ago. "Because there's more firepower where that came from!"

"You may have won this round, mutant, but the war has just begun." Takach, nodded to his comrades. "Come, my friends, so that we can tell Ransik where his daughter's loyalty lies."

Nadira's eyes widened at the mention of her father's name, but she never said a word. She watched as the three disappeared away. "This is not good."

"Tell me about it." He pushed himself up, still a little dazed from the blow to his head, but otherwise alright.

"You okay? I was beginning to worry something happened to you two, so I came out looking for you."

"Well, I'm glad you did." He turned to Jen who was lying unconscious on the ground, still morphed. "Who knows what would have happened?"

"She's going to be okay?"

"Yeah. It will take more than a few bumps and bruises to keep Jen down." He bent down and picked her up. "I have a feeling we're going to need her to stop those three."

"You have no idea…." announced Nadira, knowing just what they were up against.