Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers, or the settings where they have taken place. They are owned by Saban. I don't wish to get sued.

Authors Note: This is something that I have been toying around with for a while. It consists of snip-its from Kimberly's diary about her life and her friends lives. I am still going to be working the story "Are We Over" but I wanted to throw this out to you all. It'll be a lengthy story, but I hope it will be worth it. It begins when the gang starts High School. Let me know what you think! Please R&R! It will be a T/K, because that's mainly what I write.

"Can we see her?" Jason asks his mom.

"Her parent's are in there right now, so you'll have to wait a while. I'll cover for you kids, because normally, you have to be 16 to enter a hospital room. When they leave, I'm going to go check on her, and then afterwards, if she's up for visitors, you can go in."

"How long is she going to be in here?" Zack asks.

"I'd say a week or two. She has a 104.2 fever…"

"Is that common mom?"

"For this stage of pneumonia, yes."

Billy sighs, he hates hospitals. The last time he was in one, his mother died. She died from cancer when he was 10. It's been four years, but he still hasn't gotten over the hospital.

An hour later, they still sat, but this time they heard arguing coming from Kim's room. Jason sighs, and looks over at Zack. Kim's parents come out of the room, "This is all your fault Ken." Sarah says, "If you hadn't always been arguing with me I would have noticed how sick she was!"

"MY FAULT? Its MY FAULT that Kim's in the hospital because of pneumonia! Of course it is, I forgot. I have the power to make anyone sick. I am able to snap my fingers and have my only child still unconscious in her room from pneumonia. If you were a better mother you would have seen this! You are with her more than I am and…" Ken stops when he sees his daughter's friends, "Hi kids."

"Hello Mr. Hart." Trini says.

"Hi." The boys say.

"How is she fairing?" Billy asks.

"She's still out of it. Her temperature is still very high." Sarah says.

"Can we see her?"

"I don't know if you kids should yet… she's not looking like herself."

"We wanna see her."

"That's up to the Doctors." Ken says, "We are going to go home for a while, but we'll be back."

Mrs. Scott comes back out, shaking her head, "I don't want you four going in today." She says, "She is far too sick. You don't need to see this."

"She's our friend."

"I know that Jason, but she isn't going to know if you are here today or not. They have her on oxygen and on an IV for fluids. Her temperature is 104. When she is awake, you can come see her ok?"

"Ok…" Trini sighs.

"I'd go home, do your homework, and then we'll see how she is tomorrow."

"Are you staying with her mom?"

"I'm only on until midnight, but I'll be back with her bright and early tomorrow."

"Ok."

"I'll see you tonight, and you all sometime tomorrow." Mrs. Scott says to the four nervous kids, "Don't worry too much. Kim's strong. She'll be fine."

That didn't put the kids minds at ease, but still, they left the hospital and went to the park, "I don't wanna go home yet." Trini says, sitting down at a picnic table, opening up her backpack. The others follow her actions, taking out their homework. Once their homework is complete, they head home. Jason can't sleep and was awake when his mother comes home.

"What are you still doing up?" She asks her oldest, "It's almost one AM.!"

"Is she any better?" He asks.

"No." She says, not wanting to lie to her son.

"Has she woken up yet mom?"

"Not yet, but hopefully by tomorrow she will."

"I knew she was sick…"

"It's not your fault Jason."

"But I knew she was and so did Trini. We should have gotten her to the hospital… we should have told her parents…"

"Jason, it is not your fault. You couldn't make Kimberly listen if she doesn't want too."

"I should have…"

"You need to go to sleep. You have school tomorrow." She says, kissing her oldest son, "I'll let you know how she is tomorrow, when you come by ok?"

"Ok. Is anyone with her?"

"Her mother is."

"Good." He says. "I don't want her being alone."

"You're a good friend to her Jason, now all you can do is pray."

Jason nods and heads upstairs. He doesn't sleep well, but gets up for school and meets Trini outside by 7:00. "You going to the hospital after school?"

"Yes." Trini replies, "How do you think she is today?"

"I hope she's awake." He says.

She was the talk of the school today and the four friends just stay quiet. They don't want to hear anything about her, until they hear it from the hospital. Kimberly was sick, and they want to do everything they can for her.

School felt like it took forever, and when it was over, they ran to the hospital, "Is she any better?" Zack asks Mrs. Scott.

"Her temperature is down a bit, but nothing more." She says.

"Can we see her today mom, please!"

"Call your parents, and see if they can come in and sign the form so you can see her ok?"

"Ok." They say. Each parent comes in so their child can go see their sick friend. Jason was the first one to see her, "Is she even alive?"

"She's alive." She reassures her son. "You can talk to her Jason."

"Can she hear me?"

"It can't hurt. I talk to her every time I come in here."

"What do I say?"

"What do you want to say?"

Jason talks to her for a few minutes, before leaving her. When he leaves her he tells her that he loves her and that she has to get better soon. Each kid goes into the hospital room and then they leave. They were shocked to see their friend hooked up to machines helping her to breath easier and to get well.

That night, while Kim's parents were taking a break, Linda Scott sits by her side, "Come on kiddo, pull through this." She says, looking over her chart. She doesn't want Kimberly to be alone, just like her son. She is like a daughter to her, and wants to make sure that she is safe. Around 11:30, Linda watches her eyes open, "Kimberly?" She says to the girl lying in front of her.

"Where am I?" She asks, opening her eyes.

"You're at the hospital honey." Linda says, "You have pneumonia and are quite sick."

"The last thing I remember is being in school." She says.

"You passed out there and you've been here for almost two days."

"My parents?"

"They will be back." She assures her, "They needed a break, so they went home, but your mom will be here around midnight."

"Ok." She says, looking at her friend's mother, "Am I going to be ok?"

Mrs. Scott smiles at the girl, brushing a piece of hair out of her face, "You'll be fine. We just have to get you healthy again ok?"

"Ok."

"You need to rest though honey, so try and get some sleep."

"You're not leaving me are you?"

"No, I'll stay here until your mom comes back ok?"

"Thank you."

She smiles and kisses her forehead, "You're welcome."

November 24, 1992

Dear Diary,

Well, I haven't written in a few days because I have been in the hospital. Can you believe that? I had pneumonia, well, I still have it. It totally sucks. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I have to go over to my cousin's house, but I still feel so weak. I'm not contagious anymore which I am happy about, but still, I won't be able to eat much of anything. It was awful in the hospital. My friends came in, and my parents stayed, but all my parents did was fight. They thought I was sleeping, but I wasn't. I was awake. I still have a bit of a fever, and an awful cough, but I am starting to feel better. I am just glad that I am out of the hospital, and back home where I can get better. I am hoping to get back to school on Monday, but mom says we'll have to see. I can't go back to gymnastics till my lungs are completely cleared which the Doctors say it could be a month. I really need to practice! I miss it.

Anyway, I should probably get some sleep, so I'll write more later.

Love,

Kimberly


January 23, 1993

Dear Diary,

This year is already starting out shitty. Last night, my parents were yelling so much, I couldn't sleep at all. I was glad that it was a weekend because I didn't necessarily need sleep. I can sleep in tomorrow. They are getting really bad, and I am sure that they won't last in the relationship for much longer. I wish they would just end it, because I am really getting stuck in the middle of things. Today, I heard mom yelling that custody of me would go to her, and I could only see my dad 2 weekends out of the month. I don't like the sound of this. I wish I could see him when ever I wanted, but it also depends on where he moves, once he moves out of the house. There they go again! My father got home two seconds ago, and he is already starting! This is awful. I can't deal with this. I need sleep tonight, and if they fight all night, Monday is going to be hell. Ugh, my head phones won't even cut the noise out.


Love,

Kimberly


January 24, 1993

Dear Diary,


I can't take this anymore. It's Sunday, and my parents are fighting. I have school tomorrow! I am sick of being drug into the middle of things. Today, I got yelled at for not picking sides. It's now 1:30 Am, and I can't sleep… I'm going over to Jason's. At least there, I can sleep a few hours before I have to get up for school.

Love,

Kimberly

Kimberly grabs clothes for tomorrow and shoves them into her backpack. She grabs makeup and a toothbrush and walks down the stairs, and out the door, not even telling her parents where she was going. She was in tears as she runs down the street to the Scott house. Jason's window was on the back side of the house, and she could climb up the porch to get to his window quite easily. She didn't have to do this. She could have just as easily knocked on the front door and been allowed inside, but she didn't want to wake up the entire house. She taps on the glass, causing him to wake up instantly, opening the window up, "Are you ok?"

"I can't stay there Jason… not tonight." She says, climbing into the window.

"You don't have too." He says, hugging her, "Don't cry."

"I'm sorry… I am just so sick of this. Why won't they just divorce Jason? I am sick of being drug into the middle. Tonight, I got yelled at because I said hello to my father, and that was somehow disrespectful to my mother. It is almost 2:00am, and I have to get up for school at 6:30. How do they expect me to function when they are always screaming?"

This isn't the first time Kim has come over to his house late at night. She has done it several times, and for some reason his mother doesn't mind, "You can sleep in my bed ok?"

"I don't wanna take your bed Jason." She says, "I'll sleep on the floor."

Jason nods and pulls out the spare mattress under his bed. He grabs her a sleeping bag from his closet and puts it onto the bed, "Good night Kim."

"Good night Jason." She says, and closes her eyes.

2:00AM, the Scott's get a frantic phone call.

"Hello?" Linda says, picking up the phone in her room.

"Linda, its Sarah." She says frantically.

"Sarah, is everything ok!" She asks, instantly awake, her husband John wakes up too hearing his wife.

"What's the problem?" He asks his wife, turning on the light as she holds up a hand for him to hold on.

"We can't find Kimberly. I just went up to her room and she's gone. Her backpack is gone, toothbrush and some of her make-up. She was here around 11, but now, she's not. You are the only place that I could think of that she would be. Is she there!"

"Let me go check." She says, "Hold on."

"What's the problem?"

"Kimberly isn't at the Hart's house. They are wondering if she is here. I'm going to go check Jason's room, can you check the guest bedroom?"

"Yeah, sure." He says, standing up. They quickly cross the hallway to the two rooms. Linda peeks into Jason's room and sees him sleeping in his bedroom. She scans the room and finds Kimberly asleep on the pullout bed, "John, she's here." She whispers.

"Thank god." He says, "I'm going to go tell Sarah."

Linda nods and walks into Jason's room. She covers Jason up and does the same with Kimberly, who wakes up instantly, "Are you alright?" She asks the girl, sleeping on the floor.

"They were fighting really bad." She says, starting to cry again, "I couldn't stay there."

"You know that you can stay here when ever you need to Kimberly. You just scared us today, because your mom called us frantic. Usually we call her, but we didn't know you were here."

"I didn't come till almost two." She yawns.

"Get some sleep." Linda says, hugging the girl, before closing the door and checking on Matt. Next she heads back into the bedroom, "What did Sarah say?"

"She thanked us, and wanted to come and get her, but I said don't worry about it. I wonder if she brought clothes for school tomorrow."

"If she didn't we still have a pair of her clothes here from the last time she came over."

"I wonder how bad it was there tonight." John says.

"Pretty bad if she ended up in Jason's room I assume."

"They probably won't last much longer."

"Kim's going to need all the support she can get… and I'm sure she'll be in Jason's room quite a few times in the next few weeks until they figure out what they are going to be doing."

"I don't mind her being here…"

"Neither do I." She smiles, "Good night."

"Night." He says, and they go to sleep.

The two teens wake up at 6:30, with Jason's alarm. Kim takes her clothes and changes in the spare bedroom, before going into the bathroom to do her makeup.

"You hungry Kim?" Jason asks.

"Yeah, a little."

"You want a waffle?"

"Sure, that sounds good." She says, brushing her hair.

By 7:00, they are ready to head out and meet Trini at the corner and head to school.

February 12, 1993

Dear Diary,

My birthday is coming up in two days, yup Valentines Day. I'll be 15. It's kind of a cool birthday to have, sometimes, but this birthday is going to suck. I just heard my parents screaming at each other, and my dad rummaging through drawers and closets. He then screams that he'll be back for his stuff. They are still yelling downstairs, but I think this is for good. Dad isn't coming back. It is almost 2:00 in the morning, Friday night, and they have been fighting since about 11:00. I have stayed out of the line of fire. I hate this. I thought I'd be happy when they aren't' together, but I'm not. I think I'm in shock right now, but tomorrow will be awful. I am suppose to go to the park with the gang, but I think I'm going to opt out. This is really difficult, and I just can't figure out how I feel. Maybe tomorrow I'll sort out my feelings.

I hear footsteps, it's probably my mom. Until next time.

Love,


Kimberly

She quickly turns off her light, and pretends to be sleeping. Her mother quietly opens up the door to check in on her daughter. She sees her sleeping and prays that she didn't hear them fighting all night. She doesn't want her daughter to be in any emotional or physical pain, but her father did just leave her, two days before her birthday. She closes her door, and figures she'll talk to Kim tomorrow.

Once the coast is clear, Kimberly gets out of bed and walks over to her window. She sits in the window seat and stares out into the darkness. She stares, her mind wandering back to a time where her parents got along, when her parents didn't fight, and then to what her friends were going to say.

February 13, 1993

Dear Diary,

Well, it's official. Dad moved out today. He took all his things, and packed his car. He told me that he has an apartment over in Sand Cove, which is about 30 minutes away. He said that I can come and visit him when ever I want too, and I gave him a kiss goodbye. I watched him pack his car up as I sat down on the front step. He looked at me and apologized to me, and said Happy Birthday to me. I took that as he wasn't coming over tomorrow. He told me how sorry he was that he couldn't make it work between him and my mom, but I didn't care. He betrayed me. He left me. I don't have a father living in my house anymore and I hate both parents right now. I blame them for this, and I blame myself. I wish I could have gotten them to stay together, but I couldn't. Now, it is the 13, and my birthday is tomorrow. Happy Birthday to me.

Love,

Kimberly

Jason calls Kimberly, and wants her to meet him and the others at the park, but Kim declines. She's not feeling much like doing anything today. She tells Jason that, but he must not have believed her, because he was over there with Trini around noon. Kim has been crying all day.

"Come on out with us Kim…" Trini smiles at her friend.

"No, thank you, I really don't feel like it."

"Come on Kimberly!"

"I don't want too!" Kim yells, "So stop bugging me! My father moved out last night, this time for good, I know that everyone was expecting it, but it still really bothers me. My birthday is tomorrow and he isn't coming. I don't want to do ANYTHING!" She says, starting to cry.

"I'm sorry Kimberly…" Trini begins, "We didn't know."

"No, I'm sorry. It's just… I don't want to do anything today ok?"

"Alright." Trini says, understanding completely.

"You guys go and have fun… I'll see you in school tomorrow."

"Right Kim." Jason says sighing. They leave their friend and head down to the park.

"Do you really think she's ok?" Zack asks as Jason and Trini tells them what happened.

"I don't know…" Trini sighs, "She was pretty upset."

"We just need to be there for her." Billy says, "She'll tell us when she needs us."

February 25, 1993

Dear Diary,

I couldn't take it anymore today. My friends all know what happened and are treating me like I am glass. It was awful. I yelled at all them and ran away. I am just so mad and jealous. They don't understand what I am going through. Their parent's didn't separate on purpose. They still have their parents, except Billy's who died. I wish they would all leave me alone.

Love,

Kimberly

"What do you want to do today?" Trini asks.

"I don't care." Zack says, as they sit by the lake at the park.

"What do you want to do Kimberly?"

"It doesn't matter." She says.

"We can go over to my house." Zack says, "My parents are…"

Kimberly doesn't know why the word parents bothers her so much anymore, but it does, and Zack must have seen that because he immediately clamped up his mouth, "What about your parents Zack?"

"Don't worry about it Kim." He says, looking away from her.

"You were going to say something."

"Yeah, I was, but I changed my mind."

"WHY DON'T YOU JUST SAY IT!" She yells, "I am so sick of all of you treating me like I'm glass and if you step wrong I am going to break. You are suppose to be my friends! Stop treating me like I am going to crack at any moment! My parents split up, I am aware of that, but it happened and all I want to do is be treated like I use too!" She says, "Jeeze!" The tears roll down her face, and she runs back home. When she gets into her house, she slams the front door, storms up the stairs and slams her bedroom door.

"Kimberly?" Her mom calls, knocking on her door, "Honey, are you ok?"

"I'm fine." She mumbles, with her head buried into her pillow.

"Honey, what happened?" She asks.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

Her mom sits on her bed, "What happened today?" She asks, pulling her hair back away from her daughters face.

"This sucks mom." She says, crying, "Ever since Dad left, my friends haven't been treating me the same. They are acting like I am going to break. I am not going to break mom! I'm not! I know dad left, but what I want right now is for everything to go back like it was before, with my friends. I hate them treating me different."

"Did you tell them this?"

"I yelled at them about it."

"They are just trying to help you Kimberly."

"I know, but I don't want help. What I want is for everything to be like it was. I know dad isn't coming back, and I know that he won't be in my life as much, but I want my friends back."

"They aren't sure how to take you Kim, but everything will be normal soon honey. You just concentrate on school and gymnastics. You'll be fine honey."

"I hate this mom." She says.

"I'm sorry Kim, but it wasn't fair to you or your father or me to continue living this life. It's for the best, honestly." She says, as she hears the doorbell ring, "I'll get that."

Kimberly hears muffled voices and then her mother coming up stairs, "Kim, your friends are here. Do you want to talk to them?"

"Ok." She says, walking downstairs, wiping the tears from her eyes, "Hey." She says, looking down.

"We're really sorry Kim." Zack says, "We didn't mean…"

"So am I." Kim replies. "You just don't know how hard it is…" She sighs, beginning to cry again.

"Do you want me to stay and talk to you?" Trini asks. Kimberly nods.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow." She says, and closes the door as Trini comes inside.

The guys don't know what Trini and Kim talked about that day, but what ever it was; Kimberly seemed to be coming back to normality after that day. It still took her a bit of time, but she was getting back to the Kimberly they knew and loved.

June 17, 1993

Dear Diary,

Well, I made it through ninth grade, and boy it was an adventurous year, first with my pneumonia, and then my father leaving. I really am glad that this school year is over. 10th grade is my next accomplishment. I became a cheerleader, which I really don't like too much, however, I get to do some tumbling so it evens out.

I'm getting use to the whole double household thing, though I don't like it. This summer, I am going to be heading over to the East Coast with my father for a week, and then flying back home to go away with my mother. I don't know how much I am going to see my friends in July, but that's alright, as long as I get to see them sometime soon.

I have really been spending a lot of time with Jason, which for me is not that big of a deal, except, now, I don't know how my feelings are for him. He is my best friend, but lately, I think that I have more feelings for him than I am letting on. I am so glad to have him as my friend, but who knows what time will bring for the two of us. Maybe we are meant for each other, but I don't know if I am ready to chance that and break up what we already have. Our parents use to joke around that we would end up married, but I don't want to think THAT far ahead. I mean, we are only 15.

Well anyway, that's Jason, so I better get going. We are heading down to the Youth Center to meet up with the others.


Love,


Kimberly

Kimberly runs down the stairs, calling a goodbye to her mom, before opening the door, "Hey Jase." She smiles.

"Hey Kim." He says hugging her, "You ready to go?"

"Yeah." She smiles.

"Have you ever though about dating me?" Jason asks.

"I haven't really given it much though." Kim says, "I don't know. You are like a brother to me."

"Yeah, and you are like a sister to me, but I don't know, maybe it would work out. I mean, it could." Jason smiles.

"I was thinking about that today, but I am worried that our friendship wouldn't last through a breakup."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"We'll have to wait and see I guess." Kim smiles, kissing his cheek, "Come on, I'll race you to the Youth Center."

"Cheater!" He says as she runs off laughing.

September 13, 1993

Dear Diary,

Today has to have been the WIERDEST day of my ENTIRE LIFE! I am sitting here looking at this thing in my hand and I still can't believe it. It all started out with this earth quake, and then suddenly we were totally taken out of the Youth Center and up to this high tech place, that Billy totally went mental over. The next thing I saw was this robot named Alpha 5, and after that, this floating head came to talk to us about how we were chosen to save the world. I am now a Power Ranger… yeah, I can't believe it either. I am the Pink Ranger, commander of the pterodactyl power coin. The weirdest thing is, all of our favorite colors are our colors as the Rangers. Jason is Red, Trini is Yellow, Billy is Blue, and Zack is Black. It's crazy!

So anyway, we were given these coins, and then we had to morph, which means we change into our fighting outfits. I am really glad that I paid attention to Jason when he was trying to teach me some Karate because it sure came in handy today. We faught these gray things and they were tough, but with our power coins, everything seems to just fit in. I really need to get some better skill though. Gymnastics only gets me so far.

So now, we are totally the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, and we are the head's beckon call for the rest of our time serving. I don't know how in the hell I am going to be able to save the world, but who knows, maybe it could be fun.

Anyway, I'm exhausted, and tomorrow, I'm sure will be another exciting day.

Love,


Kimberly

Kimberly goes to sleep thinking about everything that is going to be happening this school year. She wonders how she is ever going to live up to saving the world. She wasn't sure what the gigantic head named Zordon was thinking, but she figures she should trust him.

TBC…

Well? What didcha think? I'm going to be taking it all throughout High School, college and adulthood, snipits of the diary through out the entire story.

Please R&R! I'd really appreciate it.

Thanks!

LUNA