The Rangers were holed up inside the tunnel, taking a while to ensure that the threat was over after the intense battle overhead. Scott surveyed the area once more.

"I think they're gone." Scott stated. "Everybody get back into the Go-Onger."

"Are you serious?" Ziggy asked him. "You saw what that thing did to us. This is nuts!"

"All the more reason we should get moving before Venjix has a chance to re-group and send out another group of drones." Scott replied flatly. "If we wait here, they're just going to send reinforcements."

"We should go back." Dillon said abruptly. "We can't risk all this just for me. We're only half way there, and with Venjix in his new body..."

"Dillon, we've already come this far." Summer said softly, taking his hand. "We can't give up now."

"We don't even know if I'll find anything out there." Dillon replied. "We're talking about risking all of our lives based on something I saw in a dream."

"Without your memories we have no idea how long it'll take Dr. K to find a cure." Ziggy reminded him. "As much as I'll probably regret saying this, I'm with Summer here. If there's even a chance of finding something, I say we go for it."

"You're all making the mistake of thinking this is a democracy." Scott interjected. "I'm team leader for a reason, and I say...We're going to Omega City."

Ziggy and Summer got a satisfied smile on their faces as they realised they had gotten their way. Dillon shook his head in a defeated manner.

"Besides, we still have a Zord configuration." Scott reminded him. "If we run into Venjix again, we'll not hesitate."

"I don't have a choice in this do I?" Dillon asked them.

"Of course you don't." Summer told him, sitting beside him and pulling him closely. "You're mine now, and I'm going to Omega City."

"You can't argue with that man." Flynn said as he got back into the driver's seat and fired up the engine. "Next stop, Omega City!"

Back at the lab, Dr. K was busy working on her computers, trying to crack the mysteries of the chip and Tenaya's implants. Colonel Truman came in carrying a cup of coffee and sat it down beside her. He wanted to do everything he could to help her, but he honestly had no idea what she was doing, much less what any of the displays meant. Dr. K took the cup and drank some of it before returning to her analysis of the chip.

"Thank you Colonel." She said gratefully. "The coffee is much appreciated."

"I thought it might help." He responded as he took a seat. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Without meaning to sound rude, I believe you must have other duties requiring your attention at Central Command." She said as she took another sip. Something on the monitor caught her attention, causing her to put down the cup. She furrowed her brows as she pulled up another display.

"Corporal Hicks is taking care of things there." Colonel Truman informed her. "He's on restricted duties because of his injuries. What are you looking at?"

"Hopefully it's nothing." She said as she tapped some keys. This was the first time Colonel Truman recognised something on the screen. It was a map, and it seemed to be indicating a point in Omega City.

"What is that?" He asked her.

"It's a signal." She answered quietly as she grabbed a scanner. She began running it over the chip.

"The Rangers have reached Omega City already?" He asked hopefully. He was desperate to hear word from his son.

"With the vehicle they left in, even if they travelled at full speed without interruption they would not have reached the city by now." Dr. K informed him nervously. Colonel Truman looked worried as he looked back to her. He knew that if Dr. K was so concerned, then it was really time to worry. She felt a sense of dread creeping into her as the analysis confirmed her worst fear. "The signal is identical to a signal given off by the chip that was implanted on Dillon. It's from Venjix."

"What are you saying Dr. K? Venjix sent a message to Dillon?" He asked.

"It's more than that. He downloaded images directly into Dillon's memory centre." Dr. K informed him. "He gave him an image so realistic that it would seem to Dillon to be a real memory. The signal is originating from Kenmore."

"The Rangers are being led into a trap." He gasped as he finally realised what Dr. K was telling him. "We have to warn them!"

"The radiation is blocking any attempts to communicate with the Rangers." She said sadly as her thoughts strayed to the Rangers, and to Scott in particular. Despite the pain of his rejection of her, she still cared deeply about him, and it broke her heart to realise that he was driving headlong into a trap. "I can reverse the signal, using Venjix's own broadcast position to boost the signal, but the message will still only reach them when they reach Omega City."

"So until then, they'll be blind." He replied.

"They'll be blind, but not helpless." She told him. "We've seen what they can do. We know they've made it out of tough situations before."

"Dr. K, re-route all of your systems to show the displays at Central Command, and then come with me." He instructed her. "I can have Hicks re-route some of the power from the shield grids to help strengthen the signal. The sooner the Rangers know they're in trouble the better."

With that, Dr. K packed up the last of her things and made her way with the Colonel to his jeep. She knew that logically there was nothing more she could do for them, and that their chances of surviving a full-scale ambush with the means at their disposal were not good. However, thinking about Scott as her heart ached to be able to see him, to know he was alright, she felt an irrational optimism that they would make it. She knew what it was, but she had never been encouraged to follow anything so illogical. It was faith.

In the dead of night, the Go-Onger was heading along a long stretch of anonymous road. Flynn turned on the cold air to help keep himself awake as he looked for any sign that he was heading in the right direction. Scott came into the passenger seat, sitting beside him.

"Couldn't sleep?" Flynn asked as Scott strapped himself in.

"No. I figured I'd let Ziggy get some shut-eye. There's no reason for all of us to lose sleep." He replied, picking up the map. "Besides, it isn't fair that only you're still awake."

"You still feel guilty, don't you?" Flynn asked him. Scott hated that about the Blue Ranger. He had a habit of being able to read them.

"Flynn, this isn't the time." Scott reprimanded him. "We're looking for..."

"Scott, we're on a freeway that leads directly into the city." He reminded the Red Ranger. "It's not like we have anything better to do. You're thinking about Dr. K aren't you?"

"I just haven't been feeling too good about myself since it happened." Scott admitted. "Dad was right to be ashamed of me. I never would have thought I'd be the kind of guy to raise a hand to a girl."

"You had just found out she was responsible for releasing the Venjix virus." Flynn reminded him. "We were all upset when we found out. Dillon looked like he was ready to tear her apart."

"You gave her the benefit of the doubt." Scott sighed in response. "I didn't even give her a chance."

"Look, I never lost any relatives in the Venjix attacks. It's just been me and dad since I was 4 years old, and we both made it to the dome." Flynn told him. "You lost your brother, and you found out that Dr. K was responsible for the war he died in. I can't imagine what that must feel like, but I can tell you this much. If I'd lost dad, I don't know what I'd have done. I can't guarantee I'd have been as understanding."

"You don't get it Flynn; I took the word of the guy who admitted to killing Marcus, I didn't even ask her about it." Scott said, looking down at his knuckles regretfully. "I haven't been able to look her in the face since it happened."

"Maybe when the swelling goes down?" Flynn asked him. Scott gave him a withering look.

"Not exactly the point Flynn." He answered quietly.

"Look, I'd be worried if you weren't ashamed." Flynn told him. "I don't want to meet the guy that feels like a hero after slapping a 70 pound girl across the room."

"All I can think about is the way she looked at me when I'd done it." Scott told him honestly. "I can't get it out of my mind. I know I hurt her, but the way she looked at me, it was so much more than that."

"She understands why you did it." Flynn assured him. "If you still feel badly about it, you can make it up to her when you get back."

"I'm not sure about that." Scott replied. "I don't know if she'll ever trust me again. To be honest, I don't know if I can trust myself again."

"If she didn't trust you, she wouldn't have sent you with us." Flynn said reassuringly. "Your dad gave us the Go-Onger because he has faith in you. Marcus chose you for Eagle Squadron because he had faith in you. Maybe it's about time you had some faith in..."

"Flynn, look!" Scott interrupted him, pointing out a sign. Flynn smiled as he saw it. It read "Omega City, 5 miles."

"Pull into that building over there." Scott instructed him, pointing to an old warehouse. "There's no point heading into the city until morning. Without light, we'd be wasting our time. The sun should be up in a few hours. Until then, we can get some rest."

Flynn pulled into the warehouse, before killing the engine, though leaving the battery on. He flicked a few switches.

"The perimeter alarm's on, it should let us know if anything gets within 20 feet." Flynn informed him, making his way into the back. "Scott, everything will be fine."

Scott checked their communications relay, finding that there was not a strong enough signal to send a video comm. He wanted to send a message to his father and Dr. K to let them know that they were safe, and to let them all know about the new discovery. Like it or not, he knew that Venjix had them bang to rights. They should never have survived the attack earlier, and they wouldn't have if it wasn't for the intervention of...whoever it was that saved them. All he knew was that a pair of Zords had saved them, destroying Venjix's craft. It was possible they had also destroyed his body, though he knew it would be too much to hope for that the war would be over so easily.

Getting another idea, he connected up a keyboard to the communications relay. He knew he couldn't send a visual message, and he wasn't able to send a written communication but there was a small possibility of sending a message another way.

Over at central command, Dr. K and the Colonel arrived to find Vasquez and Hicks the only ones left in the office. Hicks was noticeably bruised and burned from the explosion he was injured by during the battle in the Central Command building. His right arm was held tightly around him by a sling, and he moved very gingerly.

"I sent everyone home." Hicks informed him, saluting with his left hand, since his right was currently immobilised. Colonel Truman returned the gesture, not calling attention to the fact. "I knew you'd want as few people involved in this as possible."

"Thank you Corporal Hicks." He replied.

"Sir, there's something coming over the radio frequency." Vasquez informed him. "I can't make it out, it sounds like static, but you said to report anything."

"Have you been recording?" He asked her. She just looked at him with a slightly disbelieving look on her face. He held up a hand. "Of course, sorry I asked."

The signal was played loud enough for them all to hear.

"It's just static." Hicks said dismissively.

"It's too steady to be static." Dr. K told him. "I think it's a computer signal, possibly an errant..."

"God, this is what I get for surrounding myself by all of you kids." Colonel Truman said with a smile as he grabbed a pen and paper and started writing.

"Sir?" Hicks asked him.

"I always said that it was a mistake to revise the communications module at the academy." He responded. He smiled as he finished writing. "You obviously both went to the academy after they stopped teaching Morse code."

"I never learned, I never anticipated a situation where it would be used." Dr. K said in an irritated tone, though she was more annoyed at herself than anything else. She always hated being caught a step behind. "What does it say?"

"I taught Scott and Marcus when they were children. He's telling us he's alright, he should be in the city by tomorrow morning, but there is something else." He handed the message to Dr. K. "He said that they saw something you'd be interested in."

Dr. K read the message, and froze as she saw what it said. She went pale and seemed to stop breathing as she got to the end of it.

"Dr. K, are you alright?" Corporal Hicks asked her. She couldn't answer. Her thoughts were so clouded that she couldn't even process what he asked.

"Would you leave us for a second?" Colonel Truman asked them. They did as they were asked, leaving Colonel Truman alone with her. He came to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You know what this means, don't you?"

"I do, I just can't believe it's true." She whispered.

"He said it was Zords." He reminded her. "He said their design was a lot like the ones they have."

"That's because they were built in the Alphabet Soup installation." Dr. K confirmed as she turned to face him. "I built them too."

Meanwhile, at the Venjix compound, Crunch and Shifter came into the room to report. Venjix's body had indeed been destroyed by the Gold and Silver Zords when his fighter was brought down, forcing him to download back into the mainframe.

"What can we do for you Master Venjix?" Shifter asked.

"Are the Rangers in Omega City yet?" It asked in its menacing voice.

"They stopped a little way outside the city." Crunch informed him. "We expect they'll make their move at first light."

"Pathetic humans." Shifter scoffed at this. "They are so inferior to us; they need to rely on light."

"Everything is going as planned." Venjix responded. "Have Dyna Bot wait for them in the central plaza, but tell him to wait until my orders to attack. Until then, the Rangers will learn the true horrors of that city."

"You really want to leave them to the Dregs?" Shifter asked in response.

"They will take good care of the Rangers." Venjix responded as a replacement body was brought into the room and he was downloaded into it. "It doesn't matter if the Dregs destroy them or not. By the time they're finished with them, the Rangers will not be prepared for my attack bot."

As first light came, Flynn fired up the engine, causing the rest of them to waken up. Summer stirred, rubbing her eyes and looking up, realising she had fallen asleep with her head resting on his chest. She pulled away a little, slightly embarrassed as she saw the look in his eyes.

"You look pretty first thing in the morning." He teased her. Summer hit him in the chest and looked for a mirror to sort out her hair.

As she did so, she tilted the mirror a little so she could see Dillon. Noticing that he was still looking at her, she felt a little tightness in her chest as she thought about it. It was only a few months ago that she could barely let him touch her. Now though, she had slept in his arms. She felt so comfortable and at ease with him now that she knew she was safe enough to allow herself to be vulnerable. Fixing her hair, she put the mirror away and smiled as a thought came to her. Not only did she not panic in his embrace, now she felt good, and she wanted to do it again.

"Omega City centre is right up ahead!" Flynn told them. "This is it ladies and gentlemen, everyone out."

They all disembarked, looking around in wonder at the city. In its glory days, it must have been magnificent to see, though now it was a mere shell of itself. Dillon wandered the streets slowly.

"Dillon, do you remember anything?" Summer asked him. "Is anything familiar?"

"Not so far." He muttered. "I'm not sure."

"Well let's just stay sharp everyone." Scott told them.

"Guys, does anyone else feel like we're being watched?" Ziggy asked them.

"Oh please don't start that again." Flynn grumbled. "Do you have to jinx it?"

"Look, no one's lived here in years." Scott told him. "Look around you, do you see anybody?"

"I guess not." Ziggy said, hugging himself for comfort, looking around cautiously. As they went on, they never noticed a movement in the shadows, following their every movement. Flynn couldn't have been more wrong. They were being watched. The Dregs were on the hunt.