Kim's worrying about her friend and Tommy's got a headache…

Chapter 3 – Organization

Kim gave a satisfied sigh as she sat back, the last of the envelopes were sealed and by tomorrow the maps and directions to the reunion would be on their way to the Rangers who were able to come. It was going to be such a good time she could feel it; so many old faces to see and friends coming together again, it was more of an 'oldies' reunion as Jason had called it. Kim smiled again at the thought of seeing them all again, together like the team they had been before.

Her smile dropped from her face as she caught sight of the very last letter and the name that was still to be crossed off of her list; Tommy. Jason had mentioned some problems concerning their friend but he had said that it was all sorted now, if that was so why hadn't she heard from him? There had been no reply from the former leader, no acceptance and no reason why he couldn't come, nothing at all.

She picked up her letter and re-read it; she'd reminded him of the date and even given him the map and directions, just in case. She'd tried not to make it sound like she was worrying, had tried to keep it as a light as possible, she'd even made a joke about snail mail, but if he read between the lines the worry was there to see. She rubbed a hand over her face tiredly, it was no use worrying it would do nothing for the man who was a hundred miles away. She could only hope those miles hadn't made him believe he was alone. She leant forward and turned off the desk lamp, leaving the room enveloped in darkness.

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"Higher Mrs Tennson!" Grace's voices rang out loudly across the room over the heads of the women present. Tommy couldn't help but smile despite his headache as the rather harmless looking lady gave a grin and gave her opponent a rather vicious right hook, missed the pads and then had to apologize for knocking the other woman's glasses off. He did a double take as he realized the slightly shocked woman was Mrs Wilson, a graying woman who taught English literature at the school.

Grace gave him a quick grin from over the top of two women whose stance she was correcting; he returned it before sitting down at the back of the room. He rubbed his temples and watched in wonder as the women proceeded and everywhere there was an air of determination. He initially been surprised at Grace's announcement that she was going to start a self defence class during the summer break but it seemed to be going reasonably well.

At first it had been something to do with the Women's Guidance Centre in Reefside, set up to combat and help those who had been the victims of abuse, Grace had muttered something about owing Mrs Cornell; who headed the centre, a favour for something that had happened. Her obvious reluctance to talk about it had made him curious but all he could ever get out of her on the subject was a bright red blush.

She was doing well though, it was obvious that becoming a Power Ranger; if only for a short while, had done her good. It had done the others good, had improved the way they loved their lives, just as it had done for them all; every ranger in history, and he had been there at the 

beginning. Earth had needed the power rangers again after so long and Zordon had showed them all the way, he still did; living on through the power ranger legacy and inspiring them all. He pulled out the headache pills and checked the bottle; half an hour until he could take some more, which was a relief. He turned back to watching the class and thinking about the past.

It was so much harder without the supreme inter-dimensional being to guide them; they had to rely on each other even more and teachings were only as good as their teachers. For a long time he had wondered at his own adequacy, and it was not until he had seen Grace struggle with her self doubt that he had realized that nothing was as bad as it had seemed; he was good enough he only doubted himself, could not see what everyone else saw. He and Grace had helped each other over the year until their self confidence had risen; Grace's self defense class was proof of that.

A sharp pain sliced through his temples and made his hiss in pain, he shook his head to make it pass and looked back up at Grace. "Foolish." This class was worse than useless; did she really think this would help? Tommy snorted in amusement as he watched Grace reposition a woman's hands and feet. "Pathetic." Everything she hoped for would come to nothing; she would never be anything other than a frightened little girl playing at being the hero. What was he doing with such a useless woman; surely there was someone out there who was better for him?

He winced again as the pain returned full measure and rubbed his hand over his forehead. Where had those thoughts come from? He felt vaguely sick with himself and his mind reeled in horror. Why would he even begin to think like that? He loved Grace he was sure of that, he had told her so and he wouldn't lie, what she did now was brave not pathetic at all, he admired her for it. What the hell was going on in his head..?

"Tommy?" He jerked his head up at the sound of his name. Grace was bent to look at him; her hand resting on his shoulder and the room behind was empty.

"Are you okay? I've been calling your name for the last few minutes, the class is finished." She smiled at him in a worried way.

He put his hand over hers and managed to smile back. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine. My head's just elsewhere today, it must just be the headache."

Grace frowned slightly. "You still have that? That started yesterday; perhaps you should go to the doctors."

He smiled again and shook his head. "I've got some tablets now, I'm sure it will go soon enough." He stood and put an arm around her. "How about we go back to mine and get something to eat?"

A/N Yeah, yeah I know its been nearly a year since I updated and I'm sorry but everythings been so hectic since I started uni and even when I do hve time to write I seem to be having some trouble with the wonderful writers block. So my apologies guys! Please review though and I shall try my hardest to keep going! xxx