"….Hey," Megan announced as she slowly walked into the room where her father had been sitting with Sky. She hadn't seen much of him, had been staying at the apartment with her mother, brothers, sister and Jenny, while Tommy, Drake and Lucas had been staying at the academy. "Mom said I'd find you here…." Although she really hadn't needed her mother to tell her where he had been, she had known where he had been the last few days, but had been avoiding him. Given everything that had happened and on top of having just about everyone give her a hard time about the stunt she and Sam had pulled, she really wasn't ready for her father to lay into her about it too. But now, seeing him like this, she would give anything for him to just yell at her. "…Still no change?"

Eric knew Hayley had sent Megan to him for a reason. She wanted him to get out of this room and move around, instead of being a permanent statue. "…No." He sighed heavily as he turned around to face her. "How are Wesley and Erin?"

"They're good. ….Keep on asking when you're going to come and have dinner with us."

He gave a small nod and a faint smile, as if his mind was somewhere else. "Seen Sam?"

"….Just a little while ago, Kat wants him to rest for a few more days." Everyone knew Sam had taken a great risk doing what he had done, getting both Sky and Wes out of there, but the question still remained - had it been worth it?

"That's probably best…"

"I shouldn't have asked him to do it…." She anounched lowing her head, past couple of days had been hard on her. Though she was holding it together and putting up a good front, the truth was she was a wreck. She knew she had come very close to losing her best friend …Sam wasn't ready, he wasn't strong enough to handle what he did in getting Sky and Wes out of there. If anything had happened to Sam, she knew she'd never have forgiven herself for it.

Finally sensing a good reason to get out of the chair he had spent days in, Eric got up and went to his daughter, wrapping his arms around her as tightly as he could. It was then he realized just how close he had come to losing her. All this time he had been so worked up over losing Sky that he had nearly forgotten about his own daughter. Mirloc could have just as easily gotten to her.

….Elsewhere in the academy Kat was doing a scan of Mirloc's body, trying to learn as much about him as she could before Captain Lucas Kendall would return to his time taking the body with him. Everyone was very concerned that there could have been side effects on both Wes and Sky from having been trapped inside Mirloc. The primary concern was with Wes, as he had been trapped in there the longest. What kind of side effects could he have if he were to wake up?

"….Well?" asked Commander Cruger, watching as Kat stepped to the side, taking off her gloves before she headed over to him, where he stood by Lucas and Drake. "Were you able to find any answers in his DNA?"

"…I was." She turned to Lucas and Drake. What you were able to tell me with what your Time Force scientist knew of Omni's abilities, along with what Slate was able to provide," she licked her lips, "…I've come to the conclusion that Mirloc absorbed the Mimicans, may have even gotten some sort of strength and power from them." She couldn't be sure exactly, but she knew she couldn't be too far off from the truth. "…So when Mirloc wanted us all to believe that Wes was dead, he traded the Mimican with Wes. Somehow he knew that during the switch the two bodies would meet, and for that split second of time and the Mimican would be able to get some of Wes's DNA. Then when Mirloc took Mimicans body out, we would all believe it was Wes's." When she thought about it, it was pretty clever of Mirloc. It said everything about how crafty and witty he was, a monster that would lead everyone to believe that someone they had all cared about was dead.

"…Wouldn't it have become known that it wasn't Wes?" asked Cruger. He was no doctor, but he would have thought there must have been a way to know. "…Drake said the moment he shot his blaster at Sky's double, it shuddered and returned to being Mimican." In all truth he just wanted answers, wanted to know if all of this could have been avoided, even if it made things all the worse and heartbreaking, he wanted to know.

"The only conclusion I can come to is that it must have something to do with the power of the blaster ray. When I ran a scan all those years ago, I didn't pick up anything abnormal in it." Given everything that had happened, there would always be unanswered questions, things that no one would ever know.

"Were you able to find anything that may help them?" asked Cruger. "Help wake them up?"

"No…" She shook her head. "…Unfortunately, I think the only side effect was the no aging while being trapped inside Mirloc, but as we know Wes is now the age he's supposed to be." She sighed heavily; she was hoping to find something, anything that would help. "…Both of their injuries are very serious, and that bomb that Mirloc threw at Sky was very powerful. I was surprised he wansn't in worse condition."

"…I may know of a way to help Sky." Lucas stepped forward; he bit his lip as he paused for a moment. "….But I will need the cooperation of Officer Carson."

"Lucas, it's too risky…." Drake announced, knowing very well what his friend was referring to, it was something that had crossed his mind a couple of times, but with everything…. He didn't want any more death on his hands.

"It may be his only chance, Alex…" Lucas didn't like it any more than he did, there was no telling what could happen, but they had to at least try.

Chase strolled alone in the park; the past few days had been pretty hectic and he just needed to go out and get away from everything, especially today. The sun was shining, a cool warm breeze blew against him. If it were any other day than today, it would be a good day, but given everything that had happened the past couple of days and the last several months, today didn't feel like a good day. Both Sky's and Wes's lives remained uncertain, he hadn't spent much time with the team, only seen them for a few minutes, but he could tell they were struggling, especially Sydney who had yet to go to see Sky.

He sighed heavily as he sat down on one of the park benches, watching as a young couple passed by him. He smiled faintly, seeing they were very much in love, much like he had once been… now that seemed almost a lifetime ago. …If she were still alive they would have been getting married today. He hadn't been able to tell anyone that here. What point would there be in telling them that today was supposed to be the day he was going to marry his dead girlfriend, the love of his life? He had however talked with Mike Corbett; it had been a good long talk, one they both needed to have a long time ago.

"…You have some nerve to show up here, especially today," exclaimed Chase, as he felt a shadow crept up behind him, knowing all too well who it belonged to.

"I know. You have every right to want to kill me."

"You're right." He turned his head, watching as Cliff walked around the bench and sat down next to him. "I do! I thought of nothing more, for months, of how I would kill you, make you pay for what you did…." He struggled to hold it together, not wanting to draw attention. "…And I don't give a shit about what happened to you and what reason you may have for why you did it, because it still happened…"

"…You're right, what happened to me and the others was no excuse for what we did, it doesn't change things or make it any easier." He sighed heavily as he looked his former comrade in the eyes. "…We forgot who we were." That had been what caused the change in all of them; that was the breaking point, when they all forgot where they had come from. When they began to believe the lies that Gruumm fed them, when they feared for their own lives, when the darkness finally took over and their innocence had been stripped from them.

And perhaps for the first time ever, Chase finally saw with his own eyes the hell that Cliff and the others probably had been through, taken as children and raised in a darkish hell where they saw with their own eyes their nightmares come to life. It was enough to turn anyone into a heartless killer, enough to change someone for the worse. Though it would always be hard to forgive and forget that the man before him had killed the woman he loved more than life itself, he could see that a day had not gone by that Cliff had forgotten that, which made it all the harder to want to hate him. He sighed heavily. "…I want to hate you, I'd really like to do what you did to her, to you." He licked his lips. "….But I can't…" He looked him in the eyes. "…She wouldn't want me to." He knew deep down in the soul of his heart that Callie would not want him to spend the rest of his life hating Cliff for what he had done, she had always been about forgiveness, since the day he had met her, that's how she was …in truth it had been what had attracted him to her.

He ran his hand over the back of his head. The past few weeks had been proof enough of just what having revenge in your heart can do to someone. He had watched as Sky broke apart, when all he cared about was getting his revenge and he didn't care what happened or who he hurt in the process. "…I've seen what revenge can do to someone." He licked his lips. "…I don't want that to happen to me."

"…She'd be happy to hear you say that."

Chase watched as Cliff stood up, he could tell by the look in his eyes that this would be the last time he would see him. Cliff had only come to him for one reason and that was closure, to put an end to things between them, for them to get everything out in the open. "…You're not planning on coming back here, are you?"

"There's nothing here for me."

"…Not even Z? I've heard the way she talks about you."

"Maybe if things had been different, but I could never be part of her world."

"…What will you do?"

"Go where I'm needed…." He backed away and with his final words. "…Goodbye, Chase, I hope that one day you find happiness," and before Chase could answer back, Cliff disappeared, as quickly as he had come.

In the Common Room sat Syd, Z and Bridge. Ever since Drake and the others had arrived back with Sky this is what the three had been doing, keeping low and to themselves. Not a whole lot of action had been going on; B squad had been taking care of their rounds and would for at least another week until things had settled down.

"…Officer Carson, could I see you for a moment?" announced Commander Cruger. "…Captain Kendall is in need of your assistance."

"Sure," answered Bridge. He briefly glanced at the girls before following Commander Cruger out of the room.

Once Bridge was gone, Z knew it was now or never, Syd had barely spoken a word in three days and what worried her even more was that she hadn't gone to see Sky yet. She knew a lot had happened between them, but she never thought it would come to this, they could lose Sky and she thought that Syd would at least want to go see him while he was still alive, so she could at least say goodbye. "…You haven't said anything in the last three days."

"There's nothing to say."

"….Syd… I know he hurt you, but if Sky dies and you don't go see him… I know you." She gripped her friend's shoulder. "…You'll never forgive yourself."

'"I'm just so angry at him…" Syd bowed her head down. She knew there was a good chance that Sky might never come out of this, that they might have to come to the decision to let him go, but she couldn't stop being angry at him for what he had done, for the way he had treated her and everything else on top of it. She felt tears roll down her cheeks, knowing this wasn't the kind of person she normally was, but right now she was just so confused. …But the only thing she knew for sure - she turned to Z. "…You were right, you know."

"…Syd, don't say that. I say a lot of things."

"Yeah." She smiled faintly, as she let out a sigh. "…But this time you were right."

Not knowing what to say next, Z put her arm around her friend, just letting her know that she was there for her as they went through this troubling time, not knowing whether their friend, teammate, and leader would live to see another day.

...Back in Sky's room, Lucas, Bridge and Drake stood around him, Megan had been able to convince her father to go outside with her to get some fresh air, so it was just the three of them and Sky left in the room. Lucas and Drake had instructed Commander Cruger to stand outside the room to prevent anyone from entering, as this would require time and patience.

"…I've never been able to do that before," asked Bridge, having just heard what Lucas wanted him to attempt. "Are you sure? …I've only been able to see into the past, future, and pick up on people's auras, their inner feelings, before."

"Trust me when I say this, that your power has the capability of being able to get inside a person consciousness. Right now Sky's in a coma and his condition isn't getting any better." He knew this was a lot to ask of Bridge, but it was the only thing they could do. He couldn't interfere in any other way, as much as he would like to give Sky some kind of medicine from the future, he couldn't. "…You may be his only shot, Bridge."

"Lucas, are you sure about this?" questioned Drake, eyeing his old friend. "…Look what happened to Sam when he tried to go to the full extent of his powers before he was ready." He wasn't about to let anyone else get hurt who didn't have to. As much as he would like Sky to come out of this, he didn't want it to come at a cost. Sam could have very easily died doing what he had done and the same thing could happen to Bridge, if they weren't careful.

"Bridge is a lot older then Sam. His mind and body are more prepared for what he needs to do." But he too had to admit that Drake did make a good point, though Bridge was older, even he might not be ready for this. "….But Alex is right in being concerned about what could happen."

"…If I do this, can you give me your word that it will work, that Sky will come out of this?"

Lucas knew the chances were slim and probably against them, as this would be the first time Bridge would be attempting anything like this. He wasn't even sure it could work. It was just based on his own records of what Bridge's abilities were capable of. "…I can't make any promises. I don't know what will happen. The only thing I do know is that as long as you have a strong connection with Sky, you should be able to get through to him. The two of you were roommates for a while, almost like brothers, right?"

Bridge nodded his head, he did think of Sky as his older brother and he would do whatever he could to help him. He felt Drake grip his shoulder. "..Bridge, if you don't want to do this, it's okay. No one would blame you."

"No." He turned to face Drake. "…Sky's my friend, my leader… I'll do whatever I can, even if it's a small chance that it will help him. He's saved my life a number of times." He had always been known as the rookie Ranger on the team. Both Sky and Chase were great fighters, Z had her wits and Syd with her charm, while he always had an unusual way about things. Now perhaps that could all change; maybe his gift, his ability, would be able to help Sky. He turned to face Lucas. "…Tell me what I have to do."

...Elsewhere outside the academy.

It felt nice to get outside, feel the warm sun against his face. He and Megan had decided to take a walk around the academy's campus, watching as some of the cadets worked out in the training section, while others were just enjoying a stroll like they were. He had forgotten how nice the layout of the building and the outside features were, how it was so open and how, back when he still worked here, at night he would come out here for a few minutes to stare out at the star-covered sky. It was what almost made it worth coming here…. It seemed strange, a part of him missed those days, days he thought he convinced himself he wouldn't.

"…You really like it here, don't you?" He asked as he leaned across the stone fence, watching the cadets do their training.

"Yeah. It's great here," Megan answered, as she leaned next to her father. "…And I'm not just saying that because of all the cute guys here."

That got a smile on his face; as much as he didn't want to admit it Megan was growing up. In a couple of years she'd be driving, a couple more after that she'd be graduating from the academy's high school program and if fate would have its way she would remain at the academy as a cadet to continue her training to become an officer. Had someone asked him three years ago if he would have allowed Megan to come here, the answer probably would have been no. This had not been the life he would have picked for his daughter or any of his children, but he had seen it in her eyes - when she came from the future to help them. She had that drive, that same determination he had back in his glory days, it was the same look her saw in her today. She wanted this more than anything and he knew, just like with Sky, there wasn't a thing in the world he could do to stop her.

"…You're worried, aren't you?" she asked. She knew her dad would never be one to really admit openly to her that he ever worried about things. It was just the way he was, he always had to be that tough guy everyone was afraid to mess with.

After today he had every reason to worry, because he knew if she continued to remain here long after she finished with school, that she would be finding herself in more danger, just as he had. And that scared the hell out of him. "…After these last few day." He licked his lips. "Yeah. …You're still my little girl, Megan, and I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you."

"I'll always be your little girl, Dad, nothing will ever change that." She put her arm around him, knowing this was hard on him; she was after all his first born. "You know Mom and Uncle Tommy say I'm a lot like you."

"…And that scares the hell out of me." Because he knew how he was back as a teenager: he could be careless, reckless, always trying to prove himself, even to the very people he didn't need to. "Back when I was your age, I was always getting myself in all sorts of trouble at school and that went on for a couple of years. And a few months before I dropped out my senior year, I came close to getting expelled…"

"What stopped it?"

He smiled faintly; it was hard looking back on those days, because of the way he had treated the one person who had always treated him with the utmost respect. "…A good friend always bailed me out, don't know why ….I never deserved it for the way I treated him."

"Uncle Wes…" She knew he was the only friend her father ever had back in school, even though back then the two hadn't really been friends, more of a one-sided friendship.

"Yeah. He was a good friend, always tried to keep me out of trouble…" But Wes had done more than that: when he wasn't invited to the big time popular parties, Wes had always bailed on them to hang out with him. Eric even recalled a few times the two actually did have some fun.

"Kind of like how Sam does with me, huh…."

"Yeah." He smiled and rubbed the back of her hair, as he placed a light kiss on top of her head. "…Only you treat Sam a lot better than I ever treated Wes in school." It wouldn't be until years later when their paths once again crossed, he would realize just how good of a friend Wes actually was and how stupid he had been back in his youth.

"Are you going to go see Uncle Wes?" She understood that it was hard for her father after all these years believing his friend had been dead, and now to come to find out that wasn't so, but no one knew whether or not he would live. Which was one of the reasons why Wes was being kept in a very secure room, only a select few knew who the man was in the room where guards were standing watch. Commander Cruger was doing all he could to see to it that it didn't get out to the public, they themselves were still coming to grips with it.

Eric didn't answer. It wasn't that he didn't care, because he did. Back when it first happened, when Hayley had told him Mirloc had killed Wes, he would have done anything to get his friend back, even gone to the ends of the Earth. …But that was years ago. it hadn't been easy, but he had made his peace, as tough and stubborn as he was, he knew he couldn't go through losing Wes all over again. It wrecked him the first time around and nearly cost him his marriage. But he knew if the roles were reversed and it had been him, …Wes would have come to see him, even if he knew that he would never come out of it. That's just the kind of guy Wes was.

...back in Sky's hospital room

"…Okay Bridge, you need to put all your focus on Sky," stated Lucas, as both he an Drake stood behind the young man, knowing that if something would go wrong it would be best for them to be behind him so they could catch him. "And concentrate hard, you're going to have to dig deep into his mind to pull him out. ….But you have to be careful, the deeper you go in, the harder it will be for you to get out."

Drake gripped the young man's shoulder. "…Now would be the time to say you want to back out, because once we start this, Bridge, there'll be no going back once we've started." It would be nearly impossible, once Bridge was in, for them to help him out; once the young green Ranger was in, he was alone. It would be too dangerous for them to try to wake Bridge up, even moving him could come at a risk.

"…I understand the risks, but this is something I have to do." Bridge turned to face them, knowing that if this didn't work, he might never see either one of them again, but seeing them again wasn't really what bothered him. What did bother him was that if he didn't come back from this he might never see his parents, Z, Syd, or even Sophie, who he cared for very deeply. They were the people in his life who mattered to him, just as Sky mattered to him, which was why he was doing this. "…Is there anything else I should know?" He eyed Drake. "…Anything else you want me to do?" He had been picking up certain signals coming from Drake's aura, hidden deep in his mind.

"I couldn't ask you to do that, Bridge. What you're doing is dangerous enough…" He wasn't surprised that the green Ranger had picked up on what he was thinking, it had been something he'd been wondering for months now, if it would help Sky's issues with everything.

"….But you think it could help Sky, help him understand?" asked Bridge who could sense that Drake cared a great deal about Sky.

"I don't know if it would help or make things worse," Drake answered. "…I blocked those memories a long time ago for a reason; back then I thought I was doing the right thing." He felt Lucas grip his shoulder. "…You do what you can, Bridge, just bring him back home to us, that's all that matters."

"….I will," Bridge announced. He was going to do whatever he could to bring Sky back to them. The green Ranger took a deep breath as he faced his leader, his friend, his big brother. He closed his eyes tightly as he waved his hand a few times, trying to reach out for a connection. Hold on a little longer, Sky, I'm coming…..

….A gust of wind moved past him. Bridge shivered slightly as he opened his eyes. At first he had no clue where he was or how he had gotten there, but as he let everything settle in and came to grips with his surrounding he knew where he was and how he had gotten there. He was in Sky's mind …or at least on some level of what remained of Sky's consciousness. It wasn't exactly what he had been expecting, but then again he wasn't sure what to expect.

It was ghost-like, cold and dark, with only a little light flowing through. He heard voices but couldn't make out what they were saying, although he was sure the voices probably belonged to Lucas and Drake. He knew if he put all his thoughts into it he could hear them better, but thought better of it. His energy would be better spent finding Sky and helping him get back to them.

"Sky!" he called out, as he walked down what looked like hallways, but with no idea where they led or even if he was going the right way. "….Sky, if you can hear me, please respond. It's Bridge, I've come to help."

But still no answer came. Bridge rubbed his shoulders, trying to warm himself up, as he could see his own breath. His heart seemed to race as something told him something was very wrong here. Something was not right. Not right at all. He didn't know what it was, all he knew was he had to find Sky and get him out of here fast. "…Sky!" he shouted again, more in a panic this time, as he turned down the next hall and ran smack into something …Or someone. "…Sky. It's you." Bridge stepped back a few feet, rubbing his head.

"…What are you doing here!" Sky hissed, as he rubbed his head where it had hit Bridge.

The green Ranger felt his heart racing, having figured out why his senses were telling him something was wrong. His heart began to race rapidly, as he looked back at his friend and leader ….or at least what looked like him. "…You're not Sky."

He laughed as he cocked his neck and his eyes glowed a gleaming purple. "…You are a smart one, aren't you?" he smirked, as he began walking circles around the green Ranger. "…You have magnificent powers, Bridge, you could even be more powerful than me, one day."

Bridge watched cautiously, whatever had implanted itself in Sky's mind, he knew whoever it was; wasn't planning on doing anything to help Sky. "…Who are you?"

"…Come now." He crossed his arms against his chest as he stopped moving around and faced the green Ranger. "You know who I am. ….You've felt me before." He stopped moving and looked Bridge right in the eyes enough to send shivers down the green Rangers spine.

"…Th-that's impossible, you were destroyed!" He could feeling his heart racing faster and faster, which was something he knew wasn't good for it to be doing, given the kind of situation he was in. "…I watched you."

"…Yes. Yes I know." He laughed. "….Everyone thought I was dead. Including the puke-like clone of mine, Mirloc."

"…Omni." Bridge knew things weren't good. Omni was one being you didn't want to mess with; he was more powerful than any one person in the universe. "…But how? Mirloc…."

"….Mirloc was a fool, he thought he had gotten me destroyed, but he was wrong," he exclaimed. "…I've got power you've only dreamed of! As the explosion was going off, I put all my concentration into locking on Mirloc and implanted myself deep in his subconscious mind. He had no idea that I was there and before your leader killed him, I got out of Mirloc's lifeless body and went for your precious leaders."

"…That's why Sky hasn't woken up, you're preventing him."

"Right again." He smirked. "…I must say, if I hadn't already zeroed in on Sky Tate, you definitely would be my second choice." He laughed as he stared right at the young psychic. "The things we could accomplish together Bridge Carson..."

Bridge stepped back a few feet, wanting to put some distance between them. With his hands behind his back Bridge felt a doorknob, but didn't open it. He watched as Sky-Omni stepped towards him, his eyes glowing a dark purple. He could feel his heart racing.

"…Do I frighten you, green Ranger?"

"…No." Bridge gulped in. He couldn't be sure, but his instincts were telling him that he was right. "…Because I don't think you have as much power as you think you do." Gathering up his courage, he stood tall. "…I think you lost some of it during the battle."

"Do you!" he hissed.

"I do!" Bridge looked Omni in the eyes. "…Otherwise you would have woken up out of the coma, taken over Sky's body, made all of SPD believe you were him, and when we weren't looking you would have taken over and detroyed everything in sight." He watched as anger and fury start to burn in his possessed friend's eyes. "…But you can't do that, because Sky still has some control, some hold on you, stopping you," Bridge declared. "Sky's still in there!"

"Not for long." Sky-Omni cracked his knuckles in his hands. "…He is growing weaker by the hour, he has nothing to live for, nothing to hold on to. It's over for him, I've won…"

"…Then you must not know him that well, because the Sky I know has everything to live for." Bridge crept his hand around the knob behind him. "…And once I open this door, he'll have something to hold on to." He looked Sky-Omni hard in the eyes. "The truth! What he once lost, will be found." Bridge opened the door and a gust of wind blew right in, making the wind stronger. "…Fight him, Sky. I know you're stronger than he is… You can beat him. You can do it…"

"What are you trying to pull Ranger?" exclaimed Omni. "…You think this windstorm will stop me from winning?"

"It's not a storm," announced Bridge shaking his head. "…It's the memories Sky had locked away in his mind, the memories that have been holding him back."

"You really think that…..ahhh!" Sky-Omni grabbed a hold of his head, feeling a strong pain. "…What's wrong? I'm losing control."

"…Sky's remembering, that's what's wrong with you. You're losing the only hold you had on him." Bridge looked up at the wind blowing around above him and began to see flashes of Sky's memories unfold above him….. "And once that happens, it'll be the end for you."

"No!" exclaimed Omni, as he struggled to keep his hold on Sky together. "…I will not be beaten by worthless pathetic humans!"

Bridge could see the struggle going on. He knew that his friend was struggling to keep it together, as if a part of him was refusing the memories, like he didn't want to accept them, as if they were his greatest fear. "…Sky, don't fight the memories, you have to remember. Don't let him win!" Bridge knew he had to get through to him, even if that meant going further in than he already was. It was a risk he was going to have to take. "…The team needs you, Sky, you won't be alone…."

"…..You won't be alone, honey, I promise you."

Bridge felt himself drawn into the woman's voice, the memory, that Sky had been afraid to remember. The green Ranger no longer found himself in the windy hall, but in a bedroom where a young woman with long brown hair lay in bed under the covers. A little boy sat very close to her while a man he recognized as Drake stood at her bedside, one hand on the boy and the other on her. It was then he realized the boy was Sky at five years old.

"…You won't be alone, honey, I promise you." The woman, Sky's mother Jen, spoke softly to him as she stroked his cheek. "…Alex is going to go with you."

The young boy appeared distraught and confused; Bridge could tell the boy knew his mother wasn't going to live for much longer, as he watched this untold story fall upon him. "….Why do you keep calling Dad that?"

Jen glanced up at Alex sadly, knowing now was the time to tell her young son the truth. A truth that scared her more than anything, because she knew once she said it she wouldn't be able to take it back. She ran her hand through her son's hair. "…Sky sweetie, there's something your father and I have to tell you."

"….What?" he asked softly.

This was hard. He was so young, she knew he would have questions, questions she knew she might never be able to answer. "….Alex, your father, he's…..he's not your real father." She nearly had tears in her eyes, because she knew Sky thought the world of Alex …and that Alex thought the world of him.

"What do you mean?" Sky looked from his mother to the man he had called his dad since the day he could talk. "…I don't understand."

Alex bent down and picked him up. "…What your mother is trying to say, Sky, is…." This was hard for him, even though he always knew that this day would come, because he did think of the boy in his arms as his own son, even if he really wasn't. "…Your real dad's name is Wes, he's a Power Ranger just like us and he loves your mother very much."

"…Where is he; why haven't I've seen him before?"

Alex looked to Jen, knowing how difficult this was for her. If it could have been avoided he would have done everything in his power to make things easier on her. "…He lives very far away."

"Does he know about me?"

"….No honey, he doesn't know…" answered Jen sadly.

"What if he doesn't like me?" Sky reached out to his mother. "…..What if I don't like it there…."

Jen wrapped her arms around her son, holding him close to her. "…He's going to love you." She nuzzled her head against his. "….Just know that no matter what happens, we'll always love you."

Bridge felt a few tears trickle down his cheek, having a better understanding of just who Schuyler Tate really was.

"….Bridge," he heard Sky call out to him. "…It's okay, you can go now. I'll catch up."

Bridge started to protest against it, as if afraid that Sky really wouldn't come back, but he already felt Sky start to pull away from him, pushing him back from where he came…..

"….Bridge!" both Drake and Lucas shouted as they kept the young green Ranger from falling backwards. …A few moments of Bridge lying in their arms passed by, until the green Ranger let out a gasp, taking in a deep breath.

"…Easy Bridge, you've just been through a very stressful experience," announced Lucas, wanting the young man to take things slowly.

"…You don't know the half of it." Bridge rubbed his head, feeling like he had an enormous headache, as the two older men helped him to his feet.

"…Did you see Sky?" asked Drake.

"That wasn't all I saw." He turned to face them becoming very serious. "….Omni was there too."

"What!" both of them exclaimed, feeling their hearts race, knowing that was not a good thing.

"…But Sky pushed me back and I lost my hold."

"Then it's up to him. If Sky can prevent Omni from taking over, he can kill any existence that still remains of him," announced Lucas, knowing that if they tried to do anything it could only make matters worse. It was up to Sky now to defeat Omni once and for all.

"But..." started Bridge. Though he felt like crap, with his heading spinning and throbbing, he wanted to go back in and help Sky.

"No," exclaimed Drake. "…Lucas is right, Bridge, we could do more harm than good." He didn't like it but that was the way things were. By sending Bridge back in a second time, not only would they risk danger to Sky, they would risk danger to Bridge. "…Sky's defeated Omni once before, he can do it again." He stared towards Sky, hoping and praying that he wouldn't give up the fight. ….You can do this, Sky, just hang in there…

"…..Don't fight it, Sky, just let me in…."

Sky lay on the ground holding his head tightly, as he struggled to keep it together, trying to prevent Omni from taking him over. He could hear Omni's voice taunting him, sending chills down his back…. "…No. I won't let my mind be taken over…"

"…It wouldn't be the first time," he heard the voice hiss. "…Take a look, your mind has been twisted and turned ever since you were a boy."

Slowly he opened his eyes, watching the room where he was change around him and seeing he was in a different room, a two bedroom motel room. There he saw himself as a young boy and his father, and not too far from them stood Drake. He watched and listened closely to the conversation shared between his father and himself. This was the first time they had ever met; he was just five years old, and didn't understand why this was happening. He could see the struggle on both of their faces, trying to make sense of this, trying to find what they could say… He watched as his father, Wes, stepped back and said something to Drake. He then watched as Drake knelt down in front of his younger self, his face was sad and uneasy…

"Schuyler?"

"What's going on? I want to go home. I want to go see Uncle Trip."

Alex sighed heavily. "We can't go home, Sky, this is your home now." Alex bit his lip. "With Wes, your real dad."

"But I want to go with you," the boy cried. "You're my dad!"

Sky watched as a few tears leaked from Drake's eyes and watched as the man he had come to resent for telling him the truth took him in his arms, brushing a few strands of hair out of his face.

"No, I'm not." His voice sounded heartbroken, as if some part of him wished he was his father. "This is what your mother wanted, remember? She wanted me to take you to Wes. You remember, right?"

"I remember," he sniffled. "Are you going to stay with me?"

Alex shook his head and took a hold of Sky's hand. "No."

"Will I ever see you again?"

Alex bit his lip. "Someday."

Sky watched as the boy, …him, threw his arms around Drake's neck, holding on for dear life. He watched as Drake wrapped his arms just as tightly around him and with a heavy heart. Sky watched as the incident that had led to his forgetting this memory unfolded in front of him, but not before hearing the words "…I'm sorry," be whispered into his young ears.

The memory then began to fade away and he was back in the hall. "…You see, Sky, they took away that moment from you, they made a decision without your consent, they…."

"….They did what needed to be done," Sky announced, wanting to make sure Omni heard it.

"What!" he heard the voice roar. "…You cannot be serious."

"…I've never been more serious in all my life. I'm going home." He held his head up high. "…And I can promise you, Omni, that you won't be coming with me. They may have lied to me and kept the biggest secret of my life from me, but I will not betray them by joining with you, and go against everything I stand for and believe in!"

"…You're a fool for rejecting me!"

"….Goodbye, Omni." Sky watched as the purple gust of wind started to evaporate around him, taking with it all that remained of Omni; he had rejected the mysterious beast, Omni no longer had any hold and with nowhere to go he ceased to exist…..