A few days after seeing her father again, Kendall looked at herself in the mirror. The bruises she had suffered trying to get away from him weren't too dark, and most had already faded, but the one on her face was still visible. Her father hit hard. It was no wonder there was no respect between her parents.

She covered it up as best as she could with make-up. Pretty much everyone at the museum had seen it already and asked her about it. She wouldn't share with them, stating they mind their own business. She hoped, the more she could cover it up, the less people would draw attention to it.

When she was ready for work, she made her way to the museum. She parked her car and as she stepped out she noticed a big banner hanging over the front of the building. She frowned deeply. She hadn't organized any events. Someone had gone rogue.

When she walked inside, she saw Shelby sitting behind a desk. That wasn't her job, and why was no one buying tickets to get into the museum. Every guest was walking up to Shelby, was paired up with a kid, and then walked right inside for free!

"Shelby!" Kendall growled and pulled the pink Ranger away. "What the hell is all this? What's the museum doing hosting a mentorship program? What is a mentorship program?"

"It's for kids in foster care," Shelby stated, then went back to her seat and paired up a young woman with a little girl. "The first annual for the museum. We hope."

"Who organized this? We already do a lot of charity work. And with the," Kendall noticed the crowd of people around her and lowered her voice "energems still out there, we don't have time to do anything else."

"Relax, Ms. Morgan, everything's under control," Shelby promised. "Besides, we all thought you've been working hard lately, so you deserve a day off."

"You're the employee. I'm the boss. You don't tell me when to take a day off. And why aren't these people paying? Shelby, we need people to buy tickets. They're what help fund all our research and our digs and..."

"Everything's already paid for," Shelby assured Kendall. "The guys are giving tours of the museum for free."

"The guys? You mean our guys?" Kendall asked and rolled her eyes. "Riley, I might be comfortable with. Maybe even Tyler. But Chase and Koda..."

"Koda is basically a living, breathing fossil. And besides, he loves kids," Shelby chuckled. "Don't tell me you doubt Koda."

"Well, I..."

"And Chase... well, he's keeping kids and their mentors entertained," Shelby said. "Everyone's got a smile on their face, and that's what today is about."

Shelby set up another pair, then got up, let another museum staff member take over, and walked with Kendall over to the entrance to the exhibits.

"This was kind of Chase's idea. But Koda had a big part in it, and the rest of us helped bring it to life," Shelby explained. "Look, I didn't get it at first, when you turned away so much money. But after you offered it to us, we all thought about some of the stuff you said, and what we know about how things worked out with your dad, and we decided we didn't want any of it either."

Kendall frowned and turned to Shelby, "But, you..."

"Ms. Morgan, I don't have to tell you we don't always see eye to eye," Shelby said. "But, that doesn't mean I'm going to take advantage of whatever happened to you growing up that made you so..."

Shelby trailed off when she saw the way Kendall was looking at her. She chuckled nervously.

"A little over adjusted," she said gently. "Look, I mean nothing bad by it, but you're kind of... Well, rough around the edges. When your dad first showed up I kind of understood why, but you mentioned foster care the other day and... well, none of us could imagine being where we are without our family. The fact that you've made so much out of yourself on your own is pretty amazing and we just want to help out with some of the other stuff."

"The other stuff?"

"You're going to make me say it, aren't you?"

"I'm going to need you to say it."

"We're friends, Ms. Morgan. You can depend on us. You've got to know that by now?"

"Shelby, I..."

"Maybe you didn't have much of a family growing up, but aren't we something of a family now? You're not alone anymore. Far from it."

"Shelby..."

"Neither are these kids," Shelby smiled. "The mentorship program invited kids who are in foster care waiting for a family to come to the museum for free for a trip. Their tickets were paid for by the money your father gave you."

"You invited foster kids? Shelby..."

"The adults they're paired up with were formerly foster kids. They grew up the same way you did. We reached out to as many as we could, and a surprising number showed up for such short notice. We're hoping, some of the kids and their new mentors will hit it off. That way, even if the kids don't end up finding a home, they'll have someone that can help them."

"Shelby..."

"We checked these guys out ourselves. We... kind of had to use your computer to do so. Riley hacked into police files and made sure none of the adults have criminal history. These are good people giving kids the chance they wish they had gotten."

Shelby then pointed over to a little girl, sitting on a bench without a mentor. "That kid over there, her name's Cammy. She was just put into foster care this month and she's not adapting as quickly as the social worker would like. She's never met her father and her mother just drank herself to death. She's not comfortable with any of the mentors I try to place her with so... I'm going out on a limb here and saying maybe you'll... mentor her?"

"Me?"

"If you're okay with that?" Shelby said. "Otherwise, I'll set her up with Koda. He won't really be able to mentor her, but when he came to pick up his second group, he was the only one that made her crack a smile."

"And you think I can get through to her?"

"I think it's worth a shot," Shelby said. Kendall looked to the little girl, then back to Shelby.

"You guys did all this with my father's money?"

"With your money," Shelby nodded. "You were right, no amount of cash makes up for what he did to you. But, maybe it can be used to make these kids smile, even just for a day."

Kendall nodded her head. It seemed like a good idea. She certainly could have used a compassionate ear growing up. Her foster family had tried to help her, but none of them had come from troubled homes. Her foster parents and her foster brother all had the life she wished she had. It made her resent them and push them away.

"Well, it couldn't hurt," Kendall said. She walked over to the bench and sat down next to Cammy. "This seat isn't taken, is it?"

Cammy shook her head. "No."

"Good. So, you don't want to see the dinosaurs?"

"They scare me," Cammy said and looked up to Kendall. "Dinosaurs eat people."

"Actually, they don't," Kendall shook her head. "At least, they couldn't. Dinosaurs and humans never lived together. By the time we showed up, these guys were long gone."

"I don't want to be here anyway," Cammy whispered. "I want to go home, but the stupid social lady says I can't."

"I heard," Kendall nodded. "You know, my mother used to drink a lot too."

"Mine too," Cammy said. "And when she drank, she got mad. Really mad. I didn't like it."

"Mine would get sad," Kendall said. "She'd be in her room, crying. Then, one day, she wasn't around anymore. She... left. Like yours."

"Your mother died of alcohol poisoning too?"

Kendall was a little shocked to hear someone so small utter those words. Then she remembered how quickly she had been forced to face grown up issues due to her upbringing. She should have known Cammy wouldn't need or appreciate the sugar coating.

"My mother killed herself," Kendall said. "She left a note on her bed and I found her drowned in the tub. There were wine bottles all around the house. She was drunk, but she knew what she was doing. She left me."

"Mine too," Cammy whispered, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a note. She gave it to Kendall. "Mine wrote this."

Kendall read it quickly. She didn't need to examine it long. It was exactly like the note her mother had left her.

"Cammy," Kendall whispered, put the note aside, and looked down at the little girl, "This doesn't define you. You know?"

"I don't know who my dad is, and he doesn't care. I wasn't good enough for my mother... no one's going to want to adopt me," Cammy muttered and rubbed her eyes. Kendall saw the tears and put her arm around her.

"I felt like that at your age," Kendall said, then looked up at the boys came back from their tours to collect their next groups of kids and mentors. "But look at me now."

"I don't know you," Cammy said. Kendall chuckled and pointed to the boys and Shelby.

"You see those workers. They're my... family now."

"Are you sure?"

"I'll never be completely sure," Kendall admitted. "But I care about them. And I don't know why they even bother, but they care about me too."

"No one cares about me."

"I do," the words slipped out of Kendall. She hadn't meant to say them, but once they were out, she didn't want to take them back. She looked to Cammy with a little smile and nodded her head. "I care."

"You do?"

Kendall nodded again, then stood up and offered her hand. "Come on. I promise the dinosaurs aren't so scary."

"I don't know..."

Kendall knelt down and looked Cammy in the eyes, "I promise, nothing's going to hurt you again, okay. As long as I'm here..."

"You can't promise that," Cammy shook her head. "You just work at the museum. When this place closes..."

Kendall reached into her jacket and pulled out a business card. On the back, she wrote her cell phone number.

"If you ever need me," she said. Cammy took the card, looked to it skeptically, then up at Kendall.

"Why do you care?"

"I don't know," Kendall answered honestly.

"For a scientist, you don't know a lot of stuff," Cammy muttered. Kendall looked curious.

"How did you know I was a scientist?"

"I read."

"Research papers?"

"You think I read those stupid picture books they've got lying around the home? Do I look like a baby to you?"

"I... No, you don't," Kendall said. She put her hands on Cammy's arms. "Alright, I'll level with you, then. Parents, they like little kids. A lot of people consider adopting babies, straight out of the belly. They don't want older kids. Not many. So the odds any parents pick you are pretty slim."

"You should stick to dinosaurs," Cammy rolled her eyes. "Because you're motivational speeches suck. You're supposed to tell me what everyone else tells me. That someone will adopt me."

"I was told that," Kendall said. "I was told I would only be with my foster family for a few weeks, then a few months, and then suddenly I was eighteen. Everyone lied to me, and I hated it. So I won't lie to you."

"I should have gone with the guy dressed as a caveman," Cammy muttered. Kendall looked her in the eyes.

"Do you want to know how to tell if someone cares, Cammy?"

"They lie to make you feel good?"

"They respect you enough to tell you the truth, even when it hurts," Kendall said. "It's the lies that hurt more than anything. Getting your hopes up, only for them to come crashing down over and over again. That's what damaged me, growing up. And I'm not going to let that happen to you. So I'm not going to lie to you, Cammy. This foster care stuff, it sucks. But it's not the end and you don't have to get through it alone."

Kendall pointed to the business card, "I'm here, okay. You've got my work number, my cell phone number, and you know where the museum is. Stop by whenever you want. Or give me a call. If you just want to talk or hang out or anything, I'll be there."

"To crush my dreams?"

"Just the opposite," Kendall smiled. "If dinosaurs scare you, what else can we do? I can talk to your social worker to see if we can find somewhere else to go."

"I... I kind of want to see the dinosaurs," Cammy whispered. Kendall frowned.

"You do?"

"The more you know about something, the less it scares you, right?"

"Most of the time," Kendall nodded her head. "So, you want to learn about dinosaurs?"

"Maybe, if I understand them better, they won't seem so scary."

"You're a smart kid, Cammy."

"I studied a lot. You know, to keep out of mom's hair when she was drinking."

"I studied hard too. I thought it would bring my dad back."

"We have a lot in common, don't we?" Cammy asked. Kendall nodded her head.

"Sounds like we do."

"And you promise the dinosaurs won't hurt me?"

"Nothing will," Kendall said and pointed to the card. "I won't let it."

"We'll see," Cammy said doubtfully, but with a hint of hope. Kendall knew the tone. It was one she tried to avoid using, but had let slip more and more with the Rangers. Perhaps that was why they thought they could continuously pry into her life. Not that she minded... as much... anymore. Kendall offered her hand, and Cammy took it. As they walked into the first exhibit, Kendall saw Cammy smile at the closest fossil.

"Whoa! Who was that?"

"The stegosaurus," Kendall smiled, and brought Cammy over a little closer. "A big herbivore."

"That means he wouldn't eat people."

"Exactly. Stegosaurus is part of the ornithischian dinosaurs, which means bird hipped."

"So, birds do come from dinosaurs?"

"Kind of, but not these kids," Kendall chuckled. "Oddly enough, birds are saurischian, which means lizard hip."

"Scientists aren't as smart as they claim."

"We're sometimes wrong," Kendall agreed. "By the time we realized the mistake, it was too late to find new names. But ornithiscians and birds do have similar hip structures. That is what caused the confusion in the first place."

"But birds come from other dinosaurs?"

"Not quite," Kendall said, and walked Cammy over to one of many T-Rex skeletons. "Birds are relatives to dinosaurs like this one. Just like the T-Rex, birds are saurischians and therapods."

"So, chickens are like the T-Rex. T-Rex is just a big chicken?" Cammy laughed. Kendall nodded her head.

"It's a little more complicated than that, but yeah. Dinosaurs from this group were believed to be feathered, at one point in their life."

"A feathered T-Rex? That's not so scary."

"Told you," Kendall chuckled, then moved on to explain the next dinosaur group to Cammy.

-Dino-Charge-

"I am wiped," Chase announced as he walked into the Dino Lab. He found a chair and fell into it. "Kids are exhausting."

"I think, after today, I'm never going to want to talk about dinosaurs again," Riley nodded his head. "And anyone else have a kid who was convinced cavemen owned dinosaurs as pets?"

All the Rangers raised their hands, and Koda looked most irritated of all.

"Never seen dinosaur before met Kendall," he said. "Still barely know what stegosaurus it," he admitted, causing the others to chuckle. It was then Kendall arrived down into the lab, and surprised the others with her big smile.

"Looks like someone had a good day, at least," Chase muttered. "I saw you walking around with that little girl. I take it things went well?"

"Cammy?" Kendall nodded. "Yeah, really great, actually. She's went from fearing dinosaurs, to loving them. I just dropped her off with her foster parents, and they were surprised by the number of stuffed dinosaurs I let her leave with."

"Seriously? You and kids?" Tyler asked. "You can barely tolerate us."

Kendall looked to her teammates when he said this and seemed a little regretful, "I know I can be a bit... rough around the edges," she turned to Shelby as she said that. "It's just... this is all a little new to me."

"Really, because I've been a Ranger my whole life," Riley muttered. Chase nudged him in the ribs.

"I meant this... family thing. You guys all know by now that mine wasn't exactly ideal," Kendall walked to her desk, started up her computer, then looked back to the Rangers with a smile, "I just wanted to thank you all for setting this up today. A lot of kids seemed really happy. You guys can't begin to understand what that means to them. And many of them seemed to really bond with their mentors. If this works out... they're going to have family no matter how foster care turns out for them."

"Cammy seemed to be one of those kids that made a connection," Tyler smiled. "You plan on checking in with her at some point?"

Kendall nodded her head. "Her foster parents and the social worker agreed to let her come here after school every Friday," Kendall said. "She can tour the museum or shadow me at work."

"At work?"

"Museum work," Kendall promised. "Don't worry, I won't be showing her the dino lab."

Kendall did some typing on her computer, just for a brief moment, then looked up at the Rangers with a smile. "So, given the price of admission for each mentor and child, minus Cammy's ticket, plus the cost of all the gift bags you all handed out, plus the lunches, plus, salary for the employees you roped into working on their days off, you guys ate up a huge chuck of the money my father left to me."

"Well, you made it clear you didn't want it," Chase said and scratched the back of his neck nervously. "I hope you weren't kidding, because... well..."

"There's still some money left," Kendall said. "You guys turned something bag for me into something good for a lot of people. I can see why the energems chose you five."

"Is that a compliment?" Tyler asked. Shelby smacked his arm.

"Shh, you might scare it off."

"Like I said, there's still some money left. Split five ways, that should leave you all with just over two grand each."

"Us?" Shelby asked. "But Ms. Morgan, the..."

"I don't need it, Shelby. And after this event, the museum's going to get a lot of positive attention. People are going to show interest. I figure, the best place I can put it, is with you five. Do what you wish. And thank you, all five of you. Today really meant a lot to me."

The Rangers all smiled at Kendall, then headed back upstairs to claim their money. Everyone, except Koda. He stuck back and watched Kendall work for a minute before she noticed he was still there.

"Koda, you know how many burgers you can buy with two grand? Go on. I mean it."

"Koda only need one burger," he told her, then pointed to the fridge where Kendall left food for him. "Dinner time?"

"Right. I almost forget," she nodded and picked out a burger from the fridge. She offered it to Koda. "Here, you eat. I just had a plate of fries with Cammy.

Koda took a bite of the burger, then shook his head. "Well, was hungry, but not what meant. Money have no value to Koda."

Kendall looked to him. Koda smiled, "Happy to see Kendall happy with friends."

"Koda, that's sweet."

"Kendall realize she has family now?" Koda asked. Kendall gave him a little nod.

"I do."

"So, Kendall trust Rangers more."

"I'll try to be a little more open," Kendall smiled. Koda smiled back as he finished his burger. Then he looked down at his empty hands with a sigh. Kendall offered him another.

"I guess you saying you only needed one burger was figurative?"

Koda nodded and wolfed down the second.

"Eating burgers with Kendall worth more than two grand," he said. Kendall chuckled.

"You're not sure how much that is, are you?"

"No," Koda shook his head.

"At five bucks a burger, two grand is four hundred burgers."

"More than I can eat at once!" Koda gasped, then shook his head. "Make Koda sick. Not worth it."

"I know what you mean," Kendall smiled to Koda. "Eating dinner with you and knowing the Rangers have my back... that's worth more than any amount of money dad can give me."

Kendall looked at the note from her father that Chase had left on her desk. "At least now he's gone for good. No more bump ins."

"No more fights?" Koda pointed to Kendall's face, where the bruise was hidden under her make-up. Kendall sighed.

"You figured out it was him, didn't you?"

"Father better be gone," Koda said and cracked his knuckles. "Regret coming back. Koda makes sure of it."

Kendall smiled as she offered Koda a third burger, "You still hungry?"

He snatched it from her and practically swallowed it without chewing. Kendall smiled.

"Wow, touring the museum really works up an appetite in you, doesn't it?"

"Soo hungry," Koda said. Kendall chuckled.

"Alright, how about we take this up to the cafe? We'll use your two grand to fill up that stomach of yours. Whatever's left will go to getting you some real groceries."