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Author's Note: Puggles Master commented about the last chapter, I do apologize that it wasn't as best as it could be. I hope this goes better. So sorry that it's taken me so incredibly long to update. First it took me forever to figure out how to write any of my next chapters, then I started re-reading the Harry Potter series so that I could read through Half Blood Prince before I went to the Midnight showing, which the movie was absolutely amazing! I also went on a vacation. Hopefully I'm done with that. Thank you for those still reading this; I do appreciate you for being patient with me. I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Anyways, here's the next chapter and I hope that it won't take as long to get the next chapter up.

Lists and Complaints

Syd had just gotten a list from her Father and she was looking at them when she heard a door slam shut; turning quickly she watched as Z came up to her looking very angry. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Z replied without looking at Syd.

"Did Sky wake up?"

"He is awake," Syd saw the door behind them open and Sky came out. He had an eyebrow raised as he looked over at the yellow and pink rangers. He immediately began marching over to them, "I'm just not sure if he's all together there."

"Z!"

"What?" Sky was already behind Z and he looked angry. At that point Z looked at Syd, "What?" She turned around and saw Sky standing behind her. His expression turned from angry to stoic in a matter of seconds.

Turning to Syd he looked at the piece of paper in her hand, "Is that the list?"

Syd looked down at her list, "Yeah, this is it. He said if he thinks about anything else he'll let us know."

Nodding Sky started reaching for the list but before he got there Z opened her hand, "Can I see?"

"Sure."

Syd handed it to Z and Sky leaned in to look at the list as well. "Well, I suppose we should get started."

Z looked up at Sky and nodded, "You ready Syd?"

"Yeah, I'm just going to say good bye, alright?"

Sky nodded and then began walking off, "I'll make sure everyone else is ready to go."

Syd and Z watched as Sky walked away, "He's really upset isn't he?"

Z shrugged her shoulders, "I suppose."

"Syd, Z."

The two girls turned, "Hey Ally, Jack."

Jack went and pulled Z into a hug, "Glad you're okay."

Smiling Z nodded, "You too, both of you."

Ally nodded, "That was horrible. I am so sorry about your Mom and Bridge. But I'm sure you guys will find them."

"Do you guys have any leads?"

"We have to compare the testimonies of everyone." Syd replied, "But we do have this list, so…"

Jack, Ally, Syd and Z talked for a few more minutes before Syd left and headed to her Father's study. He looked up as she walked in, "Syd," he sat up a little straighter, "anything?"

"No, we still have a lot to do. And we'll be here to check things out again, doing another search, so you can't let anyone do anything alright?"

He nodded wearily, "Of course."

Syd moved to her Father's side and put her arm around him, "It'll be fine. I promise."

He smiled and nodded, "Thanks. Of course."

Giving a small smile she left and went back out to see that they were all getting ready to leave. Quietly she left, not really wanting to leave the house on the rare chance that her Mother and Bridge would magically appear. Knowing that was ridiculous she shook her head and caught up to Z.

Rebecca Drew woke up slowly. Her head was pounding so she kept her eyes closed. What in the world was going on? She rarely had headaches and if she did…"Jaymes!"

"Uh…"

That didn't sound like Jaymes. And…it didn't feel like she was on her bed. She opened her eyes and sat up. She was in a small, dingy, disgusting room. She, Rebecca Drew, was on the ground. Looking around she saw a couple of chairs and one door. One of the chairs was occupied by a young man. The Red Ranger. What was his name again? She thought for a minute before it came to her, "Bridge."

"Yeah, that's me."

She glared at him, "What have you done? Why am I here? Why did you take me? If it's a ransom you want…"

"Mrs. Drew, I didn't take you here. Why would I?"

"Well quite obviously, so you can take the money and then pretend that it's yours."

The poor man looked down at the ground before looking back at her, "I didn't take you. I'm a prisoner here myself."

"That's a likely story."

"It's the truth. First off how could I have gotten you out of there? Although really the first question should be why…why would I…which I wouldn't. Unless someone is controlling me…no, you know that's not it. It could be…"

The boy continued mumbling in nonsense. He may have been the Red Ranger, but that obviously didn't mean anything about his intelligence. He couldn't have been the one to take her. "Fine boy, don't be rude, stop mumbling and get over her and help me up."

"Oh!" He jumped to his feet and moved quickly in front of Rebecca and held out his hands.

Taking his hands she let him help her up. "Now since you didn't take me do you know who did?"

Bridge shook his head, "I woke up about ten minutes before you did."

"Well that's no help." She smoothed out her dress and then her hands moved to her hair to check on that.

The boy became quiet and Rebecca looked back at him just to see him move back to the chair he had been on when she had woken up. She understood why people would take her, but him? What was the point in taking him? He wasn't worth anything like she was. Syd? No, why take some silly boy when they could have very easily have taken Syd. Her darling little girl; Rebecca had no idea what Sydney saw in that simple, unintelligent, boy. And here she was stuck with him. "Have you thought of using that silly thing that allows you to become a ranger?"

Bridge looked at her with an odd expression on his face and shook his head, "No, they took it. Whoever that is. But don't worry because Kat will be able to track it."

"Who is this Kat that you speak of?"

"She works at SPD and she can do anything. She's really gre—"

"Fine. Whatever. How long will it take?"

"It shouldn't take long; we should be out in time at all."

"Good. I wouldn't want to be stuck in this filthy place any longer."

"Mrs. Drew, I—"

"Don't offer me anything but information about when we're getting out of here. I just don't want to hear it."

"I was just going to say—"

"Listen young man, I have a headache, I'm in a filthy place with poor company, and I have no idea how my daughter and husband are."

"I know; I was just going to say that I think Mr. Drew and Syd are fine."

She glared at the impertinent, pitiful boyfriend her daughter had chosen that had made no sense to her. He looked away and became quiet. Rebecca took another breath and hoped that the technician or scientist or whoever would find her immediately. She didn't want to be stuck here another minute.

All at once the boy jumped up and went and stood on his hands by the wall, "Whatever are you doing?"

"Thinking."

"Thinking?" As if that would help him at all, "Standing on your hands does not help one think. Although I suppose if there isn't much in there."

"Actually it has helped quite a bit."

"I don't find that likely."

He flipped back onto his hands, "It's helped me with lots of things in the past."

"Like stealing my daughter?"

His mouth dropped open before he responded, "I didn't steal your daughter."

"Bribe her?"

"With what?"

"So you are thinking about it."

"Look Mrs. Drew, I—"

But before Bridge could continue his statement the door to the room slowly opened. Rebecca stood; it was about time. It had taken way to long. She would have to talk to someone about that. She took a step in the direction of the door but was stopped short with what she saw before her.