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A/N: Has anyone noticed that my summary keeps changing? Weird, huh. This is the chapter where I might have killed the Astros. Enjoy.


Theodore Jay Jarvis Johnson, or TJ, was a ranger for a long time; especially for a human. He may not have been born in blue, but it was the focus of his life for nearly twenty years; both in serving and then training his replacement. At the age of 37, TJ did three things. He swore his Life Vows with his lover of five years, put aside the Blue Astro Morpher and adopted two children with his partner. Given the lack of ease felt by the numerous factions of Earth in regards to the aliens, TJ was happy to accept the appointment of ambassador to the galaxy. With his partner, he spent the next several decades on the edge of political disasters. Everything from nearly marrying another man to almost starting a war for observing Earthian table manners was survived and if they came to the brink of war more than once, in the end, they were usually better friends.

Carlos told him often that the reason that he so often found himself in the middle of a disaster was that his mind had become accustomed to a certain edge of panic and disaster and with nobody else taking the initiative; he was creating that feeling on his own. In the end, at the age of 67, TJ retired to KO-35, handing the job of Intergalactic Ambassador to another former Ranger; Elizabeth Delgado, a second generation Ranger whose career at SPD had been beyond compare.

Utilizing the advanced medical techniques available, TJ then embarked on a galactic tour. Where once he'd fought monsters and signed treaties, he now came to see the historical sites and visit the tourist destinations. Eventually he and his partner had to give up travel due to TJ's failing health. At the age of 116, one hundred years after he had picked up his first morpher, TJ followed the other Astros into the Grid, breathing his last twenty nine days after his lifelong friend, partner and lover, Carlos Vargas died.

They lie buried on KO-35 now, at the insistence of their children; Andros and Ashley, Cassie and Phantom, Zhane and Karone and finally TJ and Carlos. In his final conversation with his son, TJ is quoted as saying, "They're mad that I'm taking so long, but I had to make sure everything was taken care of. We are Rangers, and Warriors, and it is not our way to leave the battle unfinished unless our relief has shown up."

There are those that say that just before TJ died, people appeared outside his home. First, in red was a young man with brown and blond striped hair, followed by a girl in yellow who held his hand. A girl in pink and a man in black came next, holding each other gently. Then a boy in silver, hand tightly clasped by a girl in black leather, whose blond streaked hair, was held back by a purple and pink scarf. Finally, in black and green, a boy with long, black hair came to join them. However, there are no pictures of these color-coded people, and the reports are disregarded, mostly because who would believe that the Astro Rangers would come to see their last member home to the grid.