Phoebe looked around the parking lot and then at the paper in her hand. It says...Ernie's..., She thought looking at the sign, I hope this is the right place. She walked inside, sitting at the bar. A friendly-looking older man came up to her.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"This is Ernie's, right?" She asked him.

"Yep," He answered.

"(sigh) Thank the gods...sorry, I was raised by pagans, so..." She chuckled.

"No problem, honey," He smiled, "So, you looking for someone?"

"I'm looking for my brother," She answered.

"What's his name?" He asked.

"Jason Lee Scott," Phoebe answered.

The older man choked.

"You're...(gulp)...Phoebe?" He gasped.

"(confused) Yeah...and you are?"

"Ernie..."

"Oh...wait..." She points to the sign on the wall, "That Ernie?"

Ernie nodded. Phoebe sighed gratefully.

"I knew your brother when he was in high school. He still comes in sometimes. He should be coming in tomorrow," Ernie offered.

Phoebe smiled.

"I just might come in then," She smiled.

Ernie smiled back at her.

"So...you new in town?"Ernie

"Yep. I grew up in Salem."

"Old Salem?"

"No...there is a colony for pagans upstate."

"Oh."

"Yes, Old Salem. The colony I grew up in rebuilt Old Salem over a hundred years ago."

Ernie and Phoebe chatted for a while, before Ernie heard Phoebe's stomach growl.

"Hungry, huh?" Ernie smiled.

"Yeah..." Phoebe grinned sheepishly, "But the sad thing is I don't got the money to get anything."

Ernie grinned.

"It's on your brother...just don't tell him when you see him," Ernie smiled, handing her a small menu.

Phoebe flipped through it.

"Some cantaloupe, honeydew, and watermelon slices, please," She said to him.

"And to drink?"

"A large Strawberry/Banana Smoothie."

"I got an extra cantaloupe I can split for ya. I can give ya one half and wrap up the other. Same with the honeydew. I can also make some extra smoothie to go. That way you have something to last you for a while."

"Thanks. I was just a dumb enough to forget enough money for food."

"Good thing too. Your first jab at big brother is getting food on his tab," Ernie laughed.

Phoebe laughed along with him.

"Do you have a place to stay?" Ernie asked as he sliced the cantaloupe.

"No. I don't..." She stared at the counter.

Ernie just smiled at Phoebe. He could tell that she was nervous. And he knew what for.

"Well, scout out a place, then come back here and let me know," Ernie said as he set her food in front of her.

"Thanks..." She smiled shyly.

"Ya know..." Ernie started, "You brother...he was something. No matter what was thrown at him, he was always able to take it."

"That's good to know," She said as she ate a piece of cantaloupe, "I've always wondered about him. My whole life, ya know. I never got to meet him really. Don't know if he knows I even exist. I'm hoping he does. Cause for some odd reason, even though I don't remember him, I miss him somethig fierce."

Ernie felt sorry for her, not getting to know her own family. Poor kid, he thought as he watched her eat.

"He was a Power Ranger," Ernie said suddenly.

"How did you know?" She said in mid bite.

"It was obvious," Ernie smiled, "just didn't let on to it, that I knew, I mean. Jason's a good guy. I can see why he was chosen, ya know."

"Yeah," She sighed, "met a ranger myself once."

"Who was that?"

"The original green ranger."

"Tommy."

"Huh?"

"His name...the original green ranger...it's Tommy. Dr. Oliver, I suspect now."

Phoebe nodded her head in understanding, marking down mentally to ask Jason about him...when she saw Jason, that is. They sat they next while in silence. Phoebe had finished eating and thanked Ernie.

"Just let me know when you find a place, so if I see your brother before you do, I can let him know where you are."

Phoebe hugged Ernie quickly.

"Thanks."

Phoebe was four blocks away from Ernie's when she was attacked. A bunch of these wierd-ass lookin' creatures surrounded her. But they didn't attack, not just yet. Some Goth reject in black leather came forward.

"Now, what do we have here?" She grinned.

"An extremely confused person," Phoebe snapped back, "other than that everythingis just peachy, with a side of keen."

The woman threw a punch at her and Phoebe snapped her head back, narrowly avoiding it. When she righted herself, Phoebe glared at her.

"What in the frelling hell was that for?" Phoebe growled.

"How did you do that?" She questioned Phoebe.

"No frelling idea, Bitchy," Phoebe snapped.

'Bitchy' threw another punch and Phoebe dodged it...again.

"Alright, Bitchy, whenever you are done getting your jollies over there," Phoebe stopped when she was pushed into the creatures.

"Hold her," 'Bitchy' commanded them.

Phoebe struggled as the creatures held her.

A lone figure watched a young girl struggling with the creatures, watching as the woman in black proceeded to...as a friend would have put it...'beat the crap out of her'.
Phoebe could feel someone watching and tried to look for them. When she finally spotted the person, she called out to them.

"Help me, oh gods, help me, please!" She yelled, hoping the person watching could hear her.

Phoebe sighed inwardly when the person watching began to come closer and closer. Her head snapped back after a nasty uppercut to the jaw. The person growled low at the action.

"Stupid child," 'Bitchy' hissed.

'Bitchy' was about to hit Phoebe again when her fist was caught. It was the lone figure. Phoebe watched from the ground as the lone figure beat down the ones who had beaten her. The lone figure leaned down and picked her up into his arms. His hood fell back to reveal almost black hair with two blonde streaks.