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.

"So, how many cousins do you have?" Kim asks nervously.

"More than you do." He grins.

"How many?"

"Fourteen."

"And they will all be there?"

"Yeah, I'm assuming. Don't worry so much Kimberly." He laughs.

"I'm not…" She sighs, looking out the window.

"They are going to love you."

Kim smiles at him, relaxing a bit. They get to where the reunion is being held and pull into a parking spot. "Are your parents here already?"

"Yeah. There car is right over there." He smiles. "Come on."

"Ok." She says, taking a deep breath and letting it out before she opens the door. Tommy takes her hand as she gets out of the car and squeezes it reassuring her.

"Let's head over."

Kim smiles and nods as he lead her to his family. He stops by his parents first before introducing Kimberly to every one of his family members. They were very anxious to learn about the girl Tommy brought so the questions were plentiful. Kim smiles through them and actually has a good time.

"So Kimberly, how did you and my grandson meet?" His grandmother asks.

"Grandmom." Tommy groans.

Kim giggles, "He and my best friend were competing against one another. That's when I first saw him, I met him the next day in school. He came up to me after a couple of pains were bugging me for a date, and got rid of them. Then he became almost instant friends with my friends and we have all spent almost every day together." She smiles.

"Well that's wonderful. It's great to finally put a face with a name, because I have heard so much about you already, from my son and grandson." She smiles sweetly.

"I've heard a lot about you all too." Kim smiles.

"You hungry Kim?" Tommy asks.

"I can eat." She says, shrugging her shoulders.

"Ok, let's go get some food. Mom and Dad want us sitting over there." He laughs.

"Ok." Kim grins.

"Go on kids." Grandmom Oliver smiles.

Tommy takes her hand and smiles down at her, "Thanks for coming."

"No problem." She smiles adding on, "Just remember this next time I ask you to go to a family event with me."

"I will." He laughs, kissing the side of her head gently.

"You kids having fun?" Mrs. Oliver asks.

"Loads." Tommy says sarcastically.

Kim slaps his arm, "Its fine" She says.

"Good." She laughs.

"How long do we have to stay mom?"

"You two just got here an hour ago…"

"I know, but how long? We are supposed to meet up with the gang if we get back in time."

"You can stay until 4:00, it won't kill you."

Tommy groans, as one of his little cousin's runs up to him and begs him to play basketball with him. Tommy consents and walks over to the court as Kim proceeds to stay and talk with his parents.

"I think Tommy is actually enjoying himself." Kimberly giggles, looking over at her boyfriend playing with his cousins.

"Yeah, he usually does after a bit of complaining first." Mr. Oliver says, smiling.

"So, your father is getting re-married I hear?"

"Yeah." Kim sighs.

"Don't you like her?" Mrs. Oliver asks.

"She's alright, but, I don't know, she tries too hard to have me like her. I'm not up for the whole step-mom, step-daughter thing."

"When's the wedding?"

"August." Kim smiles, hearing her communicator go off. She quickly covers it, and looks over to Tommy who nods and turns to his cousins to tell them something.

"What was that?"

"My alarm." She smiles, "I had it set to remind Tommy that he has to show me around this park. He told me an hour, so I set it."

"Alright, well, you two have fun." Mr. Oliver smiles.

"We will." She says, quickly running over to Tommy, who points to a bunch of trees. They look around before answering the call, "We read you Zordon."

"Tommy, Kimberly, you must report to the command center immediately."

"We're on our way." Kim smiles.

"Are we clear?" Tommy asks, looking around.

"Yeah." She replies as they teleport in a pink and white light out of the park.

"What's going on Zordon?" Kimberly asks, as she steps over to the viewing globe, next to Aisha and Adam.

"This is Rita and Zedd's newest creation…" Zordon begins, and within minutes they are fighting the monster.

Once the fighting is over, they rematerialize in the park.

"Where were you two!" Mrs. Oliver asks, calling to the pair who are walking up the path.

"We went for a walk."

"You've been gone almost two hours."

"Well, we went for a long walk." Tommy replies smiling, as Kim nods in agreement.

"Did you have fun?" Mr. Oliver asks.

"Always." Kim smiles.

June 15, 1994

Dear Diary,

Well, yesterday wasn't as nerve-racking as I had originally thought it to be. I met a lot of his cousins and such, but it wasn't that bad. They all seemed really nice, and I didn't feel too out of place, which was a real thriller for me. In the middle of the picnic, Zedd came and totally trashed Angel Grove again. We had to escape from the picnic to battle him. We won, of course, and the world was peaceful yet again.

Anyway, everything is going great! I am heading down to Florida with my father in a couple of weeks, with Larissa, and hang out. I'll miss the guys, but I'll see them. Zedd and Rita won't let me alone anytime soon. I can guarantee it.

Love,

Kimberly

July 6, 1994

Dear Diary,

Today, Aisha and I are heading to the bridal shop in Sand Cove to pick out my bridesmaid dress. I am actually looking forward to it. Larissa told me that I was going to be wearing pink, and I was thrilled. This is her first marriage, so she is going all out for the wedding. I don't blame her. When I get married, I want a BIG event. I asked Aisha yesterday if she would like to go with me, because I can choose what ever pink dress I want, and she jumped at the opportunity. We haven't really had a chance to go out, just the girls, in a while, so it will be fun. Larissa is gonna take us to lunch also, so that should be fun. I'm gonna go pick Aisha up at 10, and we'll be meeting Larissa at my father's house by 11:00. I'm just hoping I can find a dress before Zedd and Rita decide to mess up our day.

Well, anyway, I have to go and finish up my hair and make-up. I don't wanna be late picking Aisha up today!

Love,

Kimberly

Kimberly goes into her bathroom and does her makeup and hair. She ties her hair up into a twist and puts a clip in it. She knew that her hair will be up for the wedding, so twisting it up was the easiest and most convenient way she could do. She pulls on a pink button down shirt and a pair of white shorts. She pulls on a pair of white and pink sandals, so she could easily slip them on and off during the dress trials.

"That should do." She says, looking in the mirror. She bounds downstairs and grabs her purse and keys off the table, "Bye mom." She says, kissing her cheek.

"Bye honey. Drive carefully and have fun ok?"

"I will. I'll see you later on tonight."

"Remember, I have a date tonight." She says.

"That's right." Kim sighs, "With who?"

"A man from France, his name's Peter."

"Well, have fun mom." She says, putting a fake smile on her face.

"Thanks honey." She smiles, kissing her daughter, "See you soon."

"Alright, bye mom."

"Bye."

Kim jumps into her car and drives over to Aisha's house. She knocks on the door and is greeted by her mother, "Hi Mrs. Campbell."

"Hi Kimberly, how are you?"

"Great, you?"

"I'm fine sweetie. Aisha's upstairs, go on up and get her."

"Thanks!" She smiles, bounding up the stairs, "Hey girl, you ready?"

"Almost." Aisha says, pulling on her shoes. "Now I am."

"Great. Thanks for going with me Aisha." Kim smiles.

"Any time Kimberly. Hey, what are best friends for?" She says, as the girls smile.

"Lets jet."

They head down the stairs, "Bye Mom!"

"Bye Mrs. Campbell."

"Bye girls. Have fun!"

"We will." They smile and head out.

"Ok, I have to stop for gas first, and then we'll be on our way. It takes about thirty minutes to get there."

"That's fine. My schedule is free all day." Aisha smiles.

"Good."

"And besides, I wanna meet Larissa. I've met your father, but not her."

"Yeah, they really don't get to many of my gymnastics competitions." She sighs.

"Yeah, so I figured." Aisha says.

They talk the entire way until the reach her father's house at 10:45. Kimberly and Aisha walk into the house, "Hello?" She calls.

"Hi Kimberly."

"Hi Angela, where's Larissa?" Kimberly asks.

"She's upstairs."

"I didn't know you were coming too."

"Larissa called me and asked me to come so I can find my dress also."

"Fun." She sighs.

"Melissa will be there too." She smiles, turning her attention to Aisha, "Hi, and you are?"

"Hi, I'm Aisha." She says, shaking her hand.

"She's my best friend, and fashion coordinator." Kim smiles.

"Nice to meet you Aisha."

"You too."

"Let me go see if Larissa's ready."

"Ok." Kim smiles, looking at Aisha.

"Larissa, Melissa, Angela?"

"Yeah, all end in A's, and Marissa is the mother's name."

"That's just horrid."

Kim and Aisha giggle, "What's so funny?" Larissa asks coming down the steps.

"Nothing." The girls smile.

"Larissa, this is my best friend Aisha."

"Hi Aisha, nice to meet you. I have heard a lot about you."

"You too." Aisha smiles.

"Well, are you girls ready?"

"You bet!" Kim smiles, as the girls head out.

Aisha and Kimberly walk around the dress shop, looking at different dresses, "Here girl, try this one on." Aisha says, handing a long, flowing, strapless pink gown.

"Thanks." Kim smiles, looking over the dress.

"Kimberly honey, what size are you?" Larissa asks.

"That depends on the style." Kimberly replies.

"What do you think about this one?" Angela asks, holding up a two piece bright pink outfit.

Kim looks it over, "I don't like the two pieces."

"Ok." Angela says, putting the two piece back.

"What size Kim, a four?" She asks, holding up a pink and white dress.

"Yeah, probably."

"Get a two just incase." Aisha laughs.

"I doubt I am THAT small."

"I know you have two's." Aisha says.

"Yeah, you're right." Kim says, thumbing through dresses, "What about this one Aisha?" She asks, holding up a black strapless flowing dress, with pink flowers embroidered into it, and a strip of pink showing half way down the bottom where the split was.

"I like that one a lot." She says, "Go try these on."

"Ok, come with me, I need someone to zip me up."

"Ok."

"Larissa, I'm going to try these on." She calls to her.

"Ok Kim." She says, following the girls.

"So is Tommy going?"

"He's not sure. He thinks that's the day that Adam, Rocky and he have a match."

"Oh yeah, that trio thing." Aisha nods, "I forgot about that."

"Yeah, and I think he's hoping that it's on that day." Kim giggles.

"I don't think he's too comfortable in suits."

"None of the guys are."

Kimberly heads in and tries on the different dresses. Aisha zips her up and gives incite on the different dresses. "Larissa, what about the black and pink one?"

"I like that one Kim, but it's what ever you like."

"I think I like it."

"Well, it matches my sister's dresses, so I think it would be a great choice."

"What do you think Aisha?"

"I like that one the best on ya. The question is, pink or black shoes?"

"Black, I think."

"Me too. What about the pair that I have? The black strappy ones."

"The three inch heals or the four?"

"Hmm, probably the four."

"Could I borrow them?"

"Of course. I mean, you have the black ones, but I think mine would go better." Aisha smiles.

"You two are the same size?" Angela asks.

"Yeah, we can wear each others clothes no problem, for the most part." Aisha smiles,

"Pants are a bit tough sometimes."

"Yeah." Kim smiles, "It comes in handy at times."

"Yeah." Aisha agrees.

"Ok, let's go buy this dress and head out to lunch." Larissa smiles.

They have a good lunch and get back to Kim's father's house. "Hi girls, how did you make out?" Ken asks, looking at his daughter.

"Good dad. I found a dress that fits perfectly. I just have to make sure that the four inch heels will be high enough to take the dress off the ground."

"How does it look, really Aisha." He asks his daughters best friend.

"Great Mr. Hart." She says, smiling.

"Can I see it?"

"Yeah, but not on me. You'll see that at the wedding." She smiles.

"It looks nice." He says as she shows it to him, "I can't wait to see it on ya Kimber."

"You will in September." She grins.

"What are you girls doing tonight?"

"Well, we are probably gonna be hanging out with the guys, once we get back there." Aisha says, "I know they are all at the Youth Center, so we'll head there too."

"Yeah." Kim smiles, "I have a competition coming up in the next two weeks, so I have to practice. I really don't feel prepared."

"I'm sure you'll do fine." Ken smiles.

"You should come Dad. I'd love for you to see me."

"You know I'd love to Kim, I just have to see if my schedule is clear or not."

"Yeah, ok." She sighs. "Well, we better get out of sight for a while. I'll see you next weekend ok dad?"

"Yeah Kimber, see you next weekend." He smiles, kissing his daughter, "Aisha, it was good seeing you honey."

"You too Mr. Hart. Bye!"

"Thanks for the dress and lunch Larissa."

"Yeah thanks again!"

"No problem girls, bye."

"Bye." And with that, the two girls head home.

Kimberly and Aisha get into the car and drive home. They go into the youth center and see the guys sparing. "I think I'm getting in on some of this." Aisha smiles, heading down to the mats, as Kimberly heads over to the beam.

"Can I join in?" Aisha asks.

"Hey." Rocky smiles, "When did you guys get back?"

"About three minutes ago." She giggles.

"You go ahead and take my place." Tommy smiles, "I'm gonna go say hi to Kim."

"Alright." Aisha says, bowing to Rocky.

Tommy stands by the end of the beam and watches Kimberly. She is well aware that he is there, but won't stop her routine until she has dismounted. When that occurs she turns to him and smiles, "Hey." She says, as he kisses her.

"Hey. How was shopping? Did you get a dress?"

"It was great, and yeah, I did."

"What's it look like?"

"Black and Pink. It's really cute. Do you know if you can come yet or not?"

"I don't think I can." He says, sighing.

"That's ok." She says.

"I would Kim, it's just…"

"I understand. I'd rather go to your competition than the wedding." She smiles, kissing his cheek, "Don't worry about it."

"Now, we are down to a duo instead of a trio." He says.

"Who can't go?"

"Rocky."

"Why?"

"He's away with the family that weekend. Some family event."

"Oh well, you'll be fine with two."

"Yeah.' He says, shrugging. "You'll have fun at the wedding."

"Yeah, I know I will." She smiles as Tommy gently brushes a stray piece of hair away from her face.

"Hey Tommy, stop ogling your girlfriend and get back over here. You and Adam need to practice!" Rocky calls.

Tommy blushes a bit along with Kimberly, "I think I'm gonna go kick his ass first. Excuse me." He says, turning and heading over to Rocky, easily defeating him within a few minutes.

"Yeah, yeah, show off infront of your girlfriend." Rocky sneers.

"I was beating you even before my girlfriend came along." He smiles, helping his friend up, smiling at his girlfriend's footwork on the beam.

August 15, 1994

Dear Diary,

Well, I was at my father's this weekend, and he and Larissa dropped a bomb on me. It seems that I am going to be a big sister in February. Yeah, you do the math. They have been hiding it from me for almost four months. I now know the reason they wanted to get married so fast. I mean, it doesn't surprise me, because she doesn't have any kids. My father isn't that much older than her, but he is older. She is 32 and he is 39. So, yeah, I am going to be a sister at the age of 16, almost 17. The baby is 17 years younger than me! I don't know what he is thinking.

Oh and the other bomb they dropped on me was that they are moving to Boston. What the hell is in Boston you ask? Well, her family and my father's family. I guess I just don't matter anymore. They aren't moving until next summer, which I am glad about. At least I'll get to know my little brother or sister a bit before they move. That's gonna be a pain because I'll have to do every other Christmas down there, which I don't mind. I guess it will work out.

Anyway, I'm heading over to the Youth Center to see everyone. More later.

Love,

Kimberly

It was a warm day so Kimberly walks over to the Youth Center. She didn't feel like driving. It was only a ten minute walk, if that. On her way there, she sees Tommy.

"Hey Tommy." She calls to him, smiling.

"Hey Kimberly." He says, quickly walking over to her, kissing her cheek, "Heading to the Youth Center?"

"Yeah. I thought you would already be there."

"Nah, I had to help dad with some projects around the house, like painting."

"Painting what?"

"The guest bedroom."

"Fun." She laughs.

"How was your weekend with your dad?"

"It was interesting."

"Interesting? How?"

"Well, I found out all in the same conversation that I am going to be a sister and that they are moving to Boston come May, which is subject to change if they feel like it."

"Wow… that's a lot to hear."

"Yeah, and the baby is due around my birthday. It's crazy."

"Well, congratulations I guess."

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to having a sibling, but it's more like it will be my daughter or son, rather than my sister or brother." She laughs.

"I don't think so." Tommy replies, taking her hand, laughing.

"You know what I mean." She smiles.

"Is Aisha coming?"

"As far as I know, why?"

"She wasn't looking too great yesterday."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, she looked really run-down and kind of on the sick side, but she kept telling us that she was fine."

"Well, maybe she was tired. That monster was a tough one."

"Yeah, it was." He says.

"I guess we'll see." Kim replies as they head into the Youth Center.

"Come on Aisha, concentrate!" Adam says, showing her the move for the sixth time.

Aisha looks at him, "I can't do this today Adam." She replies.

"What's wrong?"

"I just don't feel well." She sighs, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Yeah, you don't look well." He says, "Let's go sit down, we can work more later."

"Thanks." She sighs, sitting at the table.

"Kim and Tommy are here." Rocky says.

"So Kim, what was your father's big news?" Aisha asks, as she sees the two walk in.

"Well, he actually has two things that were big." She says, sitting next to Aisha, "First is that Larissa is pregnant."

"WHAT!" Aisha says, with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.

"Yeah, and secondly, they are moving to Boston in the summer some time, I think like May."

"Well Kim, if you ever need any hints on being a big sister, let me know." Rocky smiles, "Hell, I'll even rent the youngest out for you." He smiles. Rocky is one of six kids.

"Or you can choose your own." Adam smiles, "Pick from all five of his siblings."

"Yeah, choose, Michael, Sasha, Samuel, Dina, or Jackie."

"Yeah, I think I'll take my chances with my sister or brother, without the help of the DeSantos family." She laughs.

"Serve yourself." Rocky smiles.

"You aren't looking your normal peppy self Aisha." Tommy says.

"Yeah, I'm not feeling that great. I think I'm gonna head home in a bit."

"What's wrong?" Kim asks.

"I don't know, I just ache and am exhausted. I feel all around sick. My head is killing me."

Kimberly puts a hand on her forehead, "You feel a bit warm."

"I wouldn't doubt it." She sighs, as she stands up, "I'm gonna head home."

"Do you need a ride?" Rocky asks.

"Yeah, if you don't mind."

"Not at all." He smiles, "I'll be back."

"Feel better Aisha." They say.

"So are you ready for the wedding Kim?"

"Yeah, I am. I have my hair and nails done on Saturday. I just have to figure out what I want my hair to look like. So, are you two ready for the Ninja Match on Saturday?"

"Yeah. We're gonna work a bit more on our skills and then take off Friday." Adam replies.

"Yeah, speaking of working on our skills, let's hit the mats Adam."

"Ok." He says as the two head down to the mats to spar a bit.

Kimberly looks through her magazine as Billy comes over, "What are you looking at?" He asks her.

"Hair styles for my father's wedding. I don't know what to get done." She sighs, "How are you?"

"I'm well." He smiles at his friend.

"So, my father tells me today that Larissa is pregnant, they will have the baby by February and they are moving by May."

"Wow, that's a lot to handle all at once."

"Yeah, tell me about it." She sighs, looking up at Billy.

"Where's Aisha?"

"Rocky took her home, she's not feeling well." She says, watching Billy's face, "What's up?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why do you look so happy?"

"Well, I happened to talk to Trini last evening and she told me that they are going to be vacationing in Angel Grove for approximately one week in October.

"NO WAY!" Kimberly says, jumping up. "All of them!"

"That is what she said. She is going to be conversing with you tonight, that is if she can get a hold of you."

"YES!" She smiles, jumping up, "TOMMY!"

"What?" he asks, stopping to look up at Kim.

"Jason, Zack and Trini are coming back for a visit!"

"That's awesome! When!"

"Billy says Trini told him in October."

"That's awesome!"

"Yeah!" She smiles, "I can't wait! Billy, you just made my day."

"I'm glad." He smiles, "It made my day too."

August 20, 1994

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow is my father and Larissa's wedding. I am going alone, because Tommy has a Karate Competition today. He and Adam are doing a double ninja routine, that they have been working on. It was going to be a triple routine, however, Rocky had to go away this weekend.

I have not been feeling that great recently, but I am hoping that tomorrow will be better. It seems like when ever something big happens, I am sick for it, well, that's not true. I haven't been sick in over two years, the last time being when I had pneumonia and ended up in the hospital. This time it isn't that bad. I have a fever, and can't eat. My stomach's off, but I am not Lying in bed. I don't know what is wrong with me. It's almost like the flu, but it's not, yet that is. Aisha was sick for a few days, and I am hoping I don't have what she has. I'm not usually the one to worry about getting sick, but tomorrow is a pretty big day. Ugh, I think I am going to go to bed, so I can hopefully feel better tomorrow.

Love,

Kimberly

Kim's dad wakes her up at 7:30 the next morning, which was proving to be quite difficult. "Kimberly, wake up." He says, shaking his daughter.

She groans and opens her eyes, "What time is it?"

"Seven thirty. You need to get a shower and get dressed kiddo. What time did you go to sleep last night?"

"Nine." She says, sitting up regretting that.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"I'll be ok." She groans.

"Alright. Hurry up kiddo. The limo will be here soon to take you girls to the hair dresser.

"Ok dad." She says, hoping the warm shower will make her feel better. It doesn't. Her head was swimming, her body hurt, her head felt like it was going to pop, and her stomach was bothering her. She was cold and hot at the same time. Kimberly sighs and gets out of the shower, dresses and heads downstairs.

"Larissa, the limo's here." Kim says, seeing the black limo pull into the driveway.

"Alright, let's go." She says, as the five girls head out of the house to the hair dressers.

She was fairly quiet during the entire hair styling event. She only talked when she was asked questions or talked to first. They head to the church and get dressed. Larissa was catholic, stricter than the Harts are. Kimberly finishes dressing quickly and heads to see her father.

"Dad!" She calls looking for him.

"In here Kimber, come on in."

"Hi." She smiles.

"Hi honey. My god, that dress is gorgeous on you. You look lovely." He smiles, bending down to kiss her cheek.

"Thanks." She smiles, hoping he was too into the wedding to realize she was sick.

"How's Larissa?"

"She's looking good. Her sisters and her friend are getting her dressed."

"Good." He smiles "Kimberly, this is Steven. He's Larissa's nephew. You'll be walking down with him.

"Hi Steven." Kim says, smiling.

"Hello Kim." He smiles. He was about Kimberly's age, maybe a year older and quite a bit taller than her. "Did you bring anyone today?"

"No." Kim says, not thinking much about the question.

"So does that mean you are single?"

"You are blunt aren't you?" She laughs.

"Yes, I am." Steven smiles.

"No, I am not single. I have a boyfriend. He is at a Karate Match today and couldn't make it."

"Oh." He smiles, "Long time dating?"

"Almost a year." She smiles.

"Are you from around here?"

"About thirty minutes away. I live in Angel Grove."

"Cool. Well, I am glad I have someone to walk down the isle with my age."

"Same here." She says, with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. "Anyway, I should go see if I can be of some help to Larissa. I'll see you soon. Bye dad." She says, and heads out of the guys area and back to the girls. She was feeling awful now.

"Oh Kimberly, honey." Larissa says, when she sees her step-daughter walk through the room, "We were looking for you, we have to get some pictures of the bridesmaids."

"Ok." She sighs.

Pictures were dizzying for her. Every flash seemed to stay right in her eye. She couldn't shake the sick feeling she has, "I wonder if Aisha felt this bad." She says to herself as yet another flash goes off.

"Ok, let's get a picture of the bride and her new step-daughter." The photographer says. Kimberly cringes at the term, but is positioned by the photographer who makes the two look like they are best friends. When they are finished Kimberly goes outside for some fresh air. "Kimberly?" Steven asks seeing her outside.

"Yeah?"

"Are you alright?"

"Fine." She says, taking a deep breath.

"You just look a bit pale…"

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me." She says, smiling.

"You are wearing a very interesting watch." Steven says, looking at her wrist.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to take it off."

"Well, it kind of matches, with the pink that is."

"I guess you're right." She says, shrugging.

"Well, I guess we should take our places. It's almost time."

"Right, I'll see ya in there." Kim says, as she walks to the back of the church and Steve walks to the front.

"Ok Kimberly, you are the first to walk in." Larissa says. She nods and takes her place.

Everything in the wedding was a blur, as well as the pictures. They took a lot of pictures of her and her father, and some with the three of them. She did what she was told and not much more. Every chance she got, she was sitting down. The entire day was a huge haze.

The reception was at the Stone Cove Country Club. It was a beautiful location, set right on the beach. Kimberly was sitting at the table, drinking water when her father comes up.

"Are you having fun honey?"

"Huh!" She says, before his comment registries.

"Are you having fun?"

"Oh, yeah dad it's really nice." She smiles.

"I know you'd be having a better time if Tommy were here, but…"

"It's not that dad." Kim sighs.

"Honey, what is it? Is it that I married her?"

"NO!" She says, "Not at all. I kind of am starting to like Larissa, as long as you and she don't expect me to be calling her mom."

"Of course not." He smiles kissing her cheek, frowning, "You feel a bit warm."

"I'm fine dad, really." She says, "Go mingle. It's your wedding."

"I'm going." He says, walking away from his daughter.

Back in Angel Grove…

"I really feel bad about missing Kim's father's wedding." Tommy says, sighing as he and Adam finish up their match."

"She understands." Adam says.

"I know, it's just…"

"You could always head out there now." Aisha says, taking a sip of her drink. "You guys are finished."

"I can't just show up, I mean, I told her that I couldn't go." He says, fixing his green and white bandana.

"People don't show up for weddings after giving their invitation all the time and you probably will only catch the last three hours of the wedding or so, if you leave soon. I know Kim says that she'll be there until around eight at night."

"Yeah, ya know, I think I will." He says, looking at his watch, seeing it was 4:00. "I'll catch you guys later."

"See you. Have fun." Adam says, smiling.

He nods and heads out of the Youth Center, and to his house to shower and change and quickly make his way to the reception.

"That boy has it bad." Aisha laughs.

"He's devoted, that's for sure." Adam says, shaking his head.

"He has been since they have known each other," Billy replies.

"He'll be in for a surprise, because Kimberly looked awesome in the dress she chose. Wait till you guys see pictures." Aisha smiles, "That dress was made for Kimberly."

Back at the reception, Kimberly was picking at the food on her plate. She really wasn't feeling well, but she was forcing herself to eat. "Do you want to dance Kim?" Steven asks his new cousin.

Kim looks up at him, "Yeah, sure." She says. She is willing to do anything that will keep her from having to eat anymore. Steve takes her hand and they walk to the dance floor.

"You look as bored as I am." Steve says.

"I'm not bored, I just am not feeling the greatest." She says, sighing as they dance. "I'm trying to be a good sport though. My dad and Larissa don't need to know that I am not feeling well today."

The next slow song, her father comes up to her, "Come on Kimber, let's dance."

Kim smiles at him and allows him to escort her onto the dance floor, "I am really happy for you Dad."

"Thanks Kimmy, that mean's a lot." He says, smiling at his daughter. "You look gorgeous."

"Thanks." She smiles.

"When is your next gymnastics competition?"

"Three weeks."

"Saturday?"

"Yeah."

"I promise I'll be there."

Kim beams, "Really!"

"Yeah. I'm sorry I haven't gotten to more."

"I understand. It's quite a drive."

"It's not far enough for me not to have gotten to more than one this year."

The camera flashes around the two of them as they dance. The photographer tells them to look towards the camera and smile, which they gladly do. "I love you baby." He says as the song ends, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too Dad." She smiles.

"Thanks for the dance."

"Any time." Kim says, as she heads away from her father and back to the table where her food is still waiting for her. "Ugh." She groan, pushing the food around with her fork.

"Not hungry Kimberly?" Larissa asks.

"Not especially." She says.

"Well, that's ok. Don't eat if you don't want too."

Kim laughs a bit, "You are the first person to ever say that to me."

"What do you mean?"

"I only weigh about 105 pounds. Most people force me to eat."

Larissa smiles, "I use to swim, I know what it is like to be thin and people forcing me to eat. Don't eat if you don't want too."

"I won't." She smiles, putting her fork down, and taking another sip of her water.

"Come on down, I want you to meet my cousins." Larissa smiles.

"Ok." She says, following her step-mom to a table.

"This is my step-daughter Kimberly." Larissa smiles at her cousins.

Step-daughter… Kimberly thinks. She wasn't sure if she liked the sound of that or not. It would probably have to grow on her, and she'll have to accept it, especially now that she has a little brother or sister on the way. They share a father now. She couldn't help but think where that would leave her, once it was born. She was the product of a failed marriage, and this baby was the product of love. She didn't want to think about it, but couldn't help it. She pushes the idea out of her head and talks with her new step-cousins. She is asked to dance again by her escort for the night.

Tommy comes into the Country Club and scans the banquet hall for his girlfriend. He has no trouble spotting her on the dance floor and makes his way over to the edge. He smiles as he sees her dancing with a guy. Kimberly had told him that she was walking down with her step-cousin so he thinks nothing of the pair dancing. He decides to try and cut in though.

He walks up to her and taps her partner on his shoulder, "Do you mind if I cut in?"

Kimberly beams when she sees him, and drops her dance partner's hands, "I'm ok with it, as long as Kimberly is." Steven says.

"What are you doing here?" She smiles, as she practically jumps into his arms.

"My match got over, and I didn't want to leave you hanging." He smiles, taking her into his arms, "I hope your father doesn't mind."

"No. He told me he still held a place for you, incase you could come. Steve, this is Tommy, my boyfriend." She says, as they dance.

"Nice to meet you." He says smiling.

"You too man." Tommy replies, and with that Steven walks away from the couple.

Tommy and Kimberly finish up the song, and he kisses her cheek, frowning as he does, "Are you feeling alright?"

"Why?" She asks. He always could tell when something was bothering her.

"You feel warm, and you aren't your normal self."

She sighs, "No, not really. I think I have Aisha's flu, or I'm coming down with it."

"Let's go sit down." He says, as they walk to the head table. He stands behind her as she sits. He is greeted by Kimberly's father and step-mother.

"How do you think my daughter looks?" Ken asks the boy.

"Absolutely beautiful." Tommy smiles down at her, "I mean, she always looks beautiful, but today she looks amazing." Kimberly blushes as the two men talk.

Around six, Kim really starts to feel the affects of the flu. "I'm gonna go out for some fresh air." Kim tells her boyfriend.

"I'll go with you." He says, as she stands up he wraps his arm around her shoulders. They go out to the terrace and she sits on the bench, "Are you ok?"

"I just have to make it another two hours." She says, "I am so cold, then I am hot."

She shivers and Tommy rubs her arms up and down, "You should really go back to your dad's and sleep, or come back home with me."

"No, I can't. I have my car up here, and I want to stay the entire reception. I owe it to them."

"Alright." He says.

"The room just started to spin, and I needed to get out of there."

"So stay out here for a while."

"I am going to." She says, leaning against his shoulder. "I am really glad you came Tommy. Thank you."

"I'm glad I could come." He smiles.

"Oh my gosh. I didn't ask how your match went… I'm sorry."

He laughs, "Don't be. I understand. It went great. Adam and I took first in the doubles match."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks." He smiles, kissing her head.

She yawns, "God, all I want to do is go home and sleep."

"Soon enough." He smiles.

Kim leans as close to him as she possibly can, feeling his arms around her. They sat like that for a good thirty minutes until her father came looking for her. The rest of the night was spent inside. Tommy drives Kimberly back to her father's house. She and Tommy walk into the house and head up to her room. She goes into the bathroom and changes out of the dress, leaving Tommy to wait for her in her room. When she emerged, she was dressed in gray sweatpants and a pink top.

"I'm glad that's over." She sighs, sitting down on her bed, next to him.

"Well, you looked gorgeous." He smiles, "And I mean that."

Kim blushes, "Thanks Tommy." She smiles, lying down, "Will you stay with me?"

"Yeah." He says, "For a while."

He lies down next to her, and Kim curls up against him, lying her head on his chest. She has done this with him so many times before, and it just felt right for the both of them. He lies with her for about an hour, and then wakes her up to say he's leaving.

"Hey, It's almost ten, I'm gonna get a move on it ok?"

"Yeah." She says, rolling off him.

"I'll see you later ok?"

"Ok." She mumbles.

"I love you."

'I love you too." She says, and he kisses her forehead frowning at the temperature of it.

"I'll call you tomorrow." He says, getting a groan from her, he turns off her light and closes her door, heading downstairs and out to his car.

The next morning Kimberly's father wakes her up, "Hey honey, time to get up."

"Mmmh." She says, burying her face in her pillow.

"Come on kiddo, it's 2:00."

"Two?" Kim says, as the voice finally registrars.

"Yeah, you have to get up and eat something. You've slept the whole morning away."

"I don't feel well dad." She says, looking at him.

"What's wrong?" He says, placing his hand on her forehead.

"Everything. I feel awful."

"You feel really warm. I don't want you driving home today."

"I have to dad. I have to get home." She sighs.

"Well, you aren't driving."

"I brought my car though."

"I'll drive you home."

"What about my car?"

"I'll drive your car home, and Larissa can follow in ours. Ok?"

"Ok." She says, closing her eyes.

"Let's get going then honey. Are you hungry?"

"Ugh, no." Kim replies, standing up slowly. She was thinking about getting a shower but didn't have the energy, so she threw on clothes and headed home with her father. She slept the entire way home. It seemed like she just closed her eyes when they were pulling into the Hart home. She was getting nudged by her father. "Here are your key's. You're home."

"Thanks dad." She says, as he kisses her cheek.

"Feel better ok?"

"I will." She agrees and thanks him for the weekend. She says goodbye to Larissa and with a final 'I'll call you' from her father she goes inside, drops her things off in the kitchen and heads up to her bedroom with a quick hello to her mother.

As she flops onto her bed her mother comes in, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sick."

"With what!" She asks with concern.

"The flu. Aisha had it." She mumbles, "I just wanna sleep."

"Do you have a fever?"

"I'm assuming I do." She sighs.

"Here, I want you to take your temperature."

"Mom, quit babying me." She groans.

"Take it!" She says forcefully and pushes it into her daughters mouth. It beeps after almost two minutes and she takes it out, "103.6, you aren't going anywhere today do you hear me?"

"Yes mom."

"Take these." She says, forcing Advil down her throat. "Are you hungry?"

"No."

"Thirsty?"

"No."

"Well I'm bringing you up something to eat and drink, and you better."

Kim was too tired to fight. She was asleep by the time her mother comes back into the room. That was the last thing she remembers for three days.

The next two days, Kimberly continued getting worse. Her fever spiked, and her mother called Linda Scott to see what could be done for her. Linda says that if her fever goes past 104.4 get her to the hospital. It was 104.0 now, and she was still coherent. Tommy called her every day.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"Like hell." She groans.

"Fever?"

"It's still really high." She says, yawning. "I'm so tired Tommy, I am tired of being sick."

He smiles, "It shouldn't last too much longer. Do you want me to come over and keep you company?"

"Don't you dare Tommy Oliver. I don't want you anywhere around me. I don't want you getting sick with this. It really sucks."

"Well, you can't keep me away from you forever. I miss you."

"I miss you too, but not enough to risk your health."

"Alright, well, I can hear you are about ready to fall asleep on me, so I'm gonna go. I love you Kimberly."

"I love you too Tommy. Thanks for calling."

"No problem, you just start to feel better."

"Thanks, good night."

"Night." Tommy says, hanging up the phone. Every time he calls she sounds sicker than the first time. He knows that the flu gets worse before it gets better, but this is beginning to get ridiculous.

Kimberly looks at her bedside clock, that read 9:30pm. She turns over on her side to watch some TV, and that was the last thing she remembers for three days.

"Kimberly? Kim, can you hear me?" The voice says, as she strains to open her eyes, "Open your eyes Kimberly. Please Kim, open them."

"Mmmh." She groans as she opens her eyes, her vision seems a bit blurry. She blinks a few times to clear out her vision and sees her mother looking down at her. "Mom?"

"Yes, oh thank goodness you are awake." She smiles, kissing her forehead.

"Where am I?"

"The hospital." She says, "You've been quite sick the past few days."

"I have?"

"Yes." She nods, kissing her daughters forehead.

"Where's my watch!" She says, a bit frantic, noticing her communicator wasn't on her wrist.

"Tommy has it. It's in good hands. I was going to keep it, but he said that Billy needed to work on it a bit."

She relaxes a bit, "Ok."

"He's been here every day."

"Who?"

"Tommy." She smiles, "He went home for a bit, but I am sure he will be back."

"I don't want him to get sick mom…"

"I don't think he really cares." She smiles, "We were worried about you honey. Adam, Aisha, Billy and Rocky came in to see you for an hour each day too. They are going to be happy to hear that you are awake."

"When can I go home?"

"As soon as your fever goes down. It's still high honey. You were at 105.1 when they brought you in, now it's down to 103.9."

Kimberly yawns, "Ok."

"Anyway, get some sleep ok? I'm gonna go home tonight for a little while if that's ok with you."

"It's ok." Kimberly replies. "You don't have to stay mom."

"I'm going to because I want too. Get some sleep."

Kimberly nods, and closes her eyes. She sleeps for a while, before she feels someone's lips touch her face. She opens her eyes and focuses on Tommy, "Hey there sleeping beauty."

"Hi Tommy." She smiles.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like hell." She groans, "But a bit better."

"You gave us quite a scare."

"So I heard." She says. He puts a small white tiger stuffed animal next to her and she smiles when she sees it. "He is so cute."

"I figured with you out of commission, and I couldn't find a pterodactyl that was cuddly, this would have to do." The winks at her.

She laughs, "I'd rather have the white tiger." He leans down to kiss her cheek and she pulls away, "Tommy, don't. I really don't want you getting sick."

"I've been around you since you were first sick. I am not worried about it…"

"Please." She says, looking at him, "I don't want anyone to get this. It's awful, and school is starting, and…"

He looks down at her, "Kimberly, stop it. I'm not going to get sick. I would have gotten it by now. Relax. I'm not going anywhere… ever." He says, wiping a tear away from her eye.

She looks up at him, "Thanks for being here Tommy."

He smiles and sits next to her.

TBC…

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

Please R&R! I'd really appreciate it. It helps me to know what you all want or don't want 

Don't forget about my other story "Are We Over!"

Thanks!

LUNA