Theme: #25 - Quest
Summary: Dillon asks Summer a question. Sort of.
Word Count: 476

A.N: This is Dillon asking Summer to come along with him at the end of Danger and Destiny (Part 2).

Disclaimer: I'm just playing with them for a little while. I don't actually own any of the characters.

There was a knock on Summer's open bedroom door. She turned from her half packed suitcase to see Dillon, in his jeans and black t-shirt, morpher still on his wrist, leaning against the door frame. He looked just as he always did and for some reason, the sight tugged at Summer's heart ever so slightly.

"Mind if I come in?" He asked in his low voice, casual as ever. Summer nodded with a smile and set down the pile of folded clothes in her hand.

"So…you're packing. Does this mean that you and Scott will be heading off into the sunset together after all?" Dillon asked with a smirk, ambling into the room.

"Oh ha ha. No. I figured that now my job's done here, I could go see my parents or I don't know, maybe train as a medic or something." Summer shrugged, sighing as the smile faded from her face. Everything was ending. Everything she had known and loved for the past year and a half was over. No more Venjix meant no more ranger operators. She looked at Dillon who nodded and she watched his eyes roam around her pale yellow bedroom.

"What about you?" Summer inquired, attempting not to sound as desperately curious as she really was. "Where will you go?"

"Tenaya and I are leaving – getting in the car and driving straight for the horizon." Dillon's eyes shone as he thought of all of the possibilities that now lay before him and his no longer missing sister.

"That sounds nice…a fresh start." Summer smiled faintly. Dillon did not need Venjix implants to detect the sadness in her voice or how her smile faltered as she turned to her suitcase.

"That's really why I'm here, Summer." He cleared his throat, yet she still did not look at him. He considered everything he had faced since waking up and having no memory. He thought of surviving alone in the wasteland, of being infected with the Venjix virus, even facing Venjix and his many minions. None of that, not one thing, had terrified him as much as his next statement.

"I want you to come with me." The words tumbled out in an incoherent mess. She turned to him, the tears still in her eyes at the thought of saying goodbye to him forever and said, "what?"

"I want you to come…with me." His voice was stronger and clearer now and he went on. "I know that we have no idea what's left out in the wasteland or what's gonna happen in the future but all I know is…well I want you in it. My future that is." He cleared his throat and waited for her to give some sort of response. She smiled slowly, repeating his words over and over in her head until she finally grinned. "Well let's get going, Ranger Black."