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Billy Cranston nervously shifted his weight from foot to foot. He nodded at the short, petite brunette who got on the elevator with him. She pressed a button and got off on the floor before his own. Billy waited until the elevator doors opened and sighed as he slowly walked
off the elevator.

"Nice to see you, Mr. Cranston," a bald-headed African-American man said, extending his hand.

"You too, Mr. Henderson," said Billy. "Although, maybe under different circumstances." He gave him a grim smile.

"Yes, yes," said Mr. Henderson. He gestured for Billy to follow him into a large conference room, where a number of other men and women dressed in business outfits were sitting. They all nodded at Billy as he walked into the room. "You remember Dr. Anton Mercer, the main financer of this project."

Billy nodded, smiling at the familiar face. "Good morning, Sir."

"Good morning, Mr. Cranston," Dr. Mercer said. "Please, take a seat."

Billy sat across from Dr. Mercer and Mr. Henderson. He waited for one of them to start speaking. Dr. Mercer looked at his left, at Mr. Henderson and nodded.

"Before Ms. Morgan arrives, perhaps you could tell us, in your own words, exactly what happened to Mr. Stewart." Mr. Henderson folded his hands and waited for Billy to speak.

Billy cleared his throat and tried to find the confidence he needed to speak. "What happened to Justin was a complete accident. Kendrix, Justin, and I have always been completely safe and always double-checked everything that we've studied."

Mr. Henderson nodded. "Yes, but accidents do happen. And we'd like to know what happened to Mr. Stewart." The tall, dark-skinned man furrowed his brow. "Honestly, we are wondering why we've even put our money into this project. What exactly are you all trying to accomplish? It's been a year and we have nothing."

Dr. Mercer lightly tapped Mr. Henderson's arm. "Damon, let's give Mr. Cranston a chance to speak first. Now, Mr. Cranston, what happened to Mr. Stewart?"

Billy nodded. "We were conducting an experiment and Justin must've misread or confused the labels of the containers and mixed the wrong ones together. Kendrix and I were not in the vicinity of the area, but we were close enough to hear the blast. We ran from our offices and saw Justin on the ground. He had burns all over his face and hands and we could tell that he had a few broken bones."

"Anything toxic?"

Billy shook his head. "No, nothing toxic. We called 911 and the ambulance came and brought Justin to the hospital immediately."

"Will Mr. Stewart make a full recovery?" asked Dr. Mercer.

Billy nodded. "Yes. Dr. Myers performed admirable surgery on Justin and was able to save the skin on his face. He will also suffer no permanent damage to his lungs and his bones are healing well."

"That's good to hear," Dr. Mercer said. They heard a knock on the door. "Come in."

"Sorry for interrupting," said a young African-American man. "But Kendrix Morgan has arrived."

Dr. Mercer nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Rawlings. Send her in." He held out his hand for Billy to shake. "Thank you, Mr. Cranston. You are free to leave."

Billy looked around in confusion. "Oh, it's okay. I could stay with Kendrix and answer some more of your questions."

"That will not be necessary," said Dr. Mercer. "We would like to speak with Ms. Morgan, alone, if possible. As head scientist of this project, I believe she can afford us this one opportunity."

Billy nodded and stood up. He headed for the door and tried to give Kendrix an encouraging smile, but she didn't notice him. Joel led Billy to the elevator and reminded him what floor to get off at. Billy motioned to the waiting area in the lobby. "Would it be okay if I waited a bit? For Kendrix?"

Joel nodded. "Yeah, that would be fine, but..." he lowered his voice. "Just between the two of us, Mercer and Henderson are pissed. I know you're a part of this as well, but they seem to actually take to you and are going to jeep your name in mind when they do more products or whatever in the future. You and Justin Stewart. They don't seem to...like Ms. Morgan too much. They seem to blame her for this."

Billy looked at him in confusion. "How do you know this, Joel?"

Joel shrugged his shoulders. "You hear things around here." He gestured to the couch. "But feel free to wait, Billy."

Billy nodded. "Thanks." Joel nodded and headed back to his desk. Billy looked around and picked up a magazine to flip through. A few of hours later, he was still in the same position. He already went through each magazine twice and was growing restless. Billy looked at his watch and back at the door to the conference room.

Joel shook his head. "Still going at it."

"I wish I could've been in there," said Billy. "It's not all on Kendrix. Justin and I have as much a hand in everything as Kendrix."

"Except that she'd been begging them for three years for funding," pointed out Joel. "You and Justin came on to do the actual 'science' part."

Billy sighed. "I just feel so bad."

Joel shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe you should head out. Go visit Justin or something. Tell him I said hi. If he remembers me."

Billy smiled sadly. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Can you let Kendrix know that I'll be at the hospital?". Joel nodded. Billy headed for the elevator. "And I'm sure Justin will remember you. He has an amazing memory."

Joel waved and smiled. "See you, Billy."

Billy waved in return. He pressed a button on the elevator and headed off. He jumped in his car and headed for the nearest Starbucks. Billy went through the drive thru and took his drink from the barista in a yellow long-sleeved shirt. He nodded his thanks to her and drove off to the hospital.

He pulled into the parking lot and felt like he knew the place inside and out. Billy, still holding his Starbucks drink, walked at a steady pace in the hospital and headed for the elevators. He pressed a button without looking at it since he had already been at the hospital so many times in the past few days.

Billy got off on the surgical floor and headed for Justin's room. He carefully opened it and saw Justin sitting up in bed.

"Hey Justin, how are you?" Billy asked.

Justin looked up at him and smiled. The older teenager shrugged his shoulders. His moppy, brown hair was held back from his head and bandages covered the majority of his face. "I'm okay," he said. He gestured to his arm that was in a sling. "Still trying to figure out how to do things one-armed, but I'm getting it. How'd the meeting go?"

Billy gave him a grim smile. "Bad. The only thing they wanted to talk to me about was what happened to you."

"Did you tell them that I'm going to be fine?"

Billy nodded. "According to Joel, you remember him, right? He says hi. Well, according to him, Dr. Mercer is pleased with us. It's Kendrix who they're not happy with."

Justin made a face. "Uh-oh!"

"Uh-oh's right," Billy replied. "When I left, they were still in the meeting."

Someone knocked on the door. "Good afternoon, Justin," a doctor said, walking into the room. "How are you feeling?" he asked. He pushed his glasses up his nose.

"Good as new, doc," answered Justin. "You remember Billy, right, Dr. Watanabe?"

"Yes, nice to see you again, Mr. Cranston," Dr. Watanabe said. Billy nodded and smiled. Dr. Watanabe turned to Justin. "Time to change your bandages. And I will need to check your vitals."

"Still kicking and screaming, doc." Justin leaned back on the bed to allow easier access for Dr. Watanabe."

Another knock came at the door. Dr. Watanabe looked back at the door. A doctor with short dark hair poked his head in. "Hey Cam, do you need help in here? Dr. Scott and Dr. Myers want us to help out with a motocross accident."

"Uh...you could take Justin's vitals while I replace the bandages,"answered Cam. He looked at Justin and Billy as the new doctor walked in and picked up the clipboard. "This is Dr. Nick Russell, another first-year intern, just like myself," said Cam.

"Hi," Dr. Russell grinned.

"I didn't get a page," Cam said to Nick.

"I know," replied Nick. "I was in trauma when he came in and the two of them were down there, saying they would need our help. But they haven't paged yet, obviously."

"Well, I'll leave you now," said Billy. He held out a hand to Justin and tapped him on the shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow or something."

"Okay, see you," Justin said, muffled.

Billy nodded to Dr. Watanabe and Dr. Russell. He headed to the elevators and pressed the button to go downstairs. Billy pulled out a wrinkled dollar from his pocket and hoped it would worn in the vending machine. He really wanted some chips.

He approached the vending machines and stuck his dollar in, hoping that it would worn. It spit out the bill right when Billy stuck it in. He groaned. Billy took the bill and used the side of the machine to make it smoother.

"Here do you just want a new bill?" someone asked, from behind him.

Billy didn't look back as he tried his own dollar again. It went in and the machine spit it back out. He groaned and turned around to face a pretty, long-haired Asian lady. "I actually might take you up on that." He held out his dollar to the woman.

The woman gasped. "Billy?" she said.

Billy's glasses slipped down his nose and he used his finger to push it back up. "Yes, I'm sorry, have we met before?" Billy looked at the lady with curiousity in his eyes. He still held out his dollar.

She looked at Billy in wonder before she rifled through her money. The woman pulled out another crisp dollar bill and held it out for Billy. "Yeah," she said, almost in a whisper. "We've met before."

Billy cocked his head to one side. "Oh, I do apologize, I must have forgotten. Where have we met?"

The woman didn't say anything; she just held out her dollar. "Here," she said. "Dollar for a dollar, right?"

Billy nodded and took the dollar. All of a sudden, a strange flash of memories rushed through their minds. Their hands touched and Billy held the dollar, connected to the woman. He saw himself being impressed with a strange set of computers and a robot. He remembered Trini overcoming her own fear of heights to save his life. He saw himself sliding into and interrupting Kim's dance aerobics class. He remembered when he and Kimberly switched brains and laughed about how they could barely survive in each other's bodies. He remembered rollerblading in the park and when he was trying to help Tommy run for class president. He saw himself becoming a child again and remembered their quest to find the Zeo crystals. He saw himself helping the rangers instead of becoming one and remembered meeting the Alien rangers. He saw himself on Aquitar and remembered the happiness he felt when he finally returned to Earth and to civilian life.

"Trini," Billy said, breathlessly.

Trini nodded, biting her lip. She took a step closer to Billy as tears filled her eyes for the second time of the day. "Billy," she said, grinning through her tears.

Billy nodded, taking a step closer to Trini. He brushed his hand down her cheek. "I love you so, so much." He grinned and wrapped her in his arms. He looked at her for a long time before giving her a long kiss.

The two of them stood in front of the vending machine for a long time, just looking at each other. Billy leaned in and gave Trini a kiss. He ran his fingers through her hair and gave her a tight hug. "I'll see you tonight." He winked at Trini before he turned and walked away. She smiled after him.

Billy headed back to the elevators. He had a feeling like he needed to go back up to the surgical floor. Billy pressed the button as he got on the elevator. He waited a few minutes before stepping off on the surgical floor. Instead of taking the way he normally went every time, Billy turned in a different direction.

He saw Jason standing a few feet away and approached him. "Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt, but..."

Jason looked at him in surprise before composing himself. "Can I help you find anything? Or anyone?"

Billy shook his head. "Um, I'm not exactly sure."

Jason looked at the man standing next to him. "Go ahead, Eric, I'll catch up. Russell, Enrile, and Watanabe should be down there already."

Eric nodded. "We can't do anything until we get the MRI back, anyway. But I'll see you later." Eric picked up his folder and headed off.

Jason turned his attention to Billy. "So, who are you looking for?" He slid his elbow across the counter and accidently dropped his folder. Billy bent down to help Jason pick it up. In the process, Billy brushed his hand against Jason. Jason jumped, seeing an unusual image in his mind.

Billy saw the same image, of him and Jason in the Youth Center. He was wearing a white karate outfit, with a blue tank top underneath and had a white belt tied around his waist. Jason was in black karate pants and a red tank top, with a black belt tied around his waist. He was teaching Billy a new kata.

Jason stood up, fixing his papers. The look on his face was one of surprise and shock. Billy also saw irritation and confusion. "I'm sorry, Sir," he said, "but I've really got somewhere to be." He turned to walk away.

"Wait, Jason. Don't you want to know more?"

Jason turned around and gave Billy an almost-dirty look. "Sir, my name is Dr. Scott. If you are looking for a patient, you can ask the nurses's station." He nodded before walking. "You have a good day, Sir."

Billy sadly watched Jason walk away. He didn't think he should go after him. If Jason didn't want to embrace the long-forgotten past they shared, then Billy didn't want to force it on him. He walked through the halls of the surgical floor and noticed a familiar face through the glass windows.

"Zack?" he asked out loud, to no one in particular.

He went to Zack's room and knocked. Billy then slowly opened the door. He looked at his friend, taking note of the bandage that was wrapped around his friend's head. Seeing that he was asleep, Billy took to looking around the room and read his chart. It seems that Zack had recently had brain surgery due to an aneurysm that was found after he came in for surgery on a dislocated knee.

Billy looked at him in wonder and sat next to bed. The images and memories that he had seen earlier seemed to be playing as a loop in his head.

"Mm...can I...can I he-help you with any-an-anything?" Zack asked, groggily trying to sit up.

Billy shook his head. "No, but maybe I could help you with something."

Zack looked at him in confusion. "Wh-Who are yo-you?"

Taking advantage of the fact that Zack couldn't really move, Billy placed his hand on Zack's arm. Zack jerked, but didn't move it away. The two watched as a series of images and memories flashed through their minds. At the end, Billy carefully removed and his hand and looked at Zack.

Zack stared up at him with wonder and amazement in his eyes. "Wow..." he said. "I never-I wish-"

Billy smiled. "It's okay. We'll all be together soon."

Next chapter: Zack.