Remembered

Jason

Whenever I see her she looks worse than ever, it makes me want to scream. She stopped crying though; she just looks at you with that calm expressionless face every time someone talks about it.

I wouldn't say everyone else had given up it's just that they can't seem to bear struggling anymore, but she, she needs the struggle and she forces it upon herself.

Me? No I can't forget either. He was my brother and my best friend, we meant something to each other and I know in my place he would never have given up. That's what Tommy was like…no is like, he keeps on trying no matter what and he never gives up on anything or anyone no matter how impossible it seems.

The others help but they have to carry on with their lives too; Adam's helping me at the Dojo and everyday we miss Tommy, so do the students. They know he's missing, I don't know how they found out because I was just going to tell them that he was away for awhile. The younger kids make me smile sometimes, Tommy had told them he was away on business but when he couldn't say what it was so they all decided he was a secret agent. Now they all think he's on a mission somewhere but the smile fades when I think about it too much; it's too close to the truth.

He's been gone for nearly six months and I feel like I'm no closer to finding him. I'm tired. Nearly every week I'm on some planet somewhere among the stars or in another dimension following leads that Zordon's many contacts have discovered. They lead nowhere, or they lead somewhere else in a never ending trail of clues, but he's never there, never where they say.

I crash at her house in the spare room; I never had the chance to find a house of my own when I came back to Angel Grove; I went looking for him straight away. I hadn't known that he was still doing things for the Alliance, hadn't known he was still a Power Ranger in many respects. It had hurt to know he hadn't confided in me, but she had told me why.

Tommy had thought I had my own life and my own troubles to worry about, besides they were never serious missions; or at least that's what he had thought.

Tommy had said that things were going well between them, from what I can guess they had been thinking of sharing a house. Tommy had been renting a flat but she had a house and though she has never said anything to me I'm sure the box of his stuff in her closet was the first of many.

I always wonder what is happening to him, is he okay? Sometimes I tell myself that he is simply trapped somewhere in a dimension or on a planer, no doubt frustrated by it but doing well enough; the locals have probably taken him in. But there's this urgency I feel, it's not just worry it's a feeling. We were close and though I never say it to her I know he's in trouble.

I need him back, she needs him back…we all need him back. They phone every week, they ask how things are going; they don't always ask outright like it hurts them but the question's there anyway. We need him back in one piece, because if he has fallen apart then so will we.

We miss him.

A/N Please review guys! It was just going to be a one shot but my muses were adamant that they would torture me if I stopped and besides I had the inspiration, so don't panic Splatalie! xxx