Chase shook his head, frowning deeply, unable to understand what Keeper was telling him. He knew the flight from New Zealand to the United States was a long one. However, the days weren't adding up.

"I talked with her yesterday... or two days ago or... whatever," Chase said. "What do you mean she's not eaten in days?"

"Kendall eat yesterday," Koda answered, just as confused as Chase. "I make her lunch. She eat with Heckyl in cafe."

Keeper couldn't give anything more than a shrug. He too knew it had been only a day or so since Kendall had last had a bite to eat, but based on his own assessment of her, Kendall was severely malnourished – as though she hadn't had anything nutritious to eat in days, maybe even weeks.

But that wasn't what concerned him most. Keeper couldn't pinpoint it, but told the Rangers there was something off in Kendall's mind. It was almost as though someone had tampered with it. It didn't seem likely. Keeper had chosen her partially because she was strong willed. She wouldn't change her stance or believe simply because someone suggested she did. She was very strong minded and that was never going to change.

"Her injuries seem almost supernatural," Keeper explained.

"Supernatural?" Ivan asked. "As in sorcery?"

Keeper could only nod in response. "I'm afraid there is nothing more I can do."

"No injuries," Koda shook his head, pointing to Kendall, indicating there were no bruises or cuts.

"Someone mind fucked her, big guy," Chase explained. "Kind of like how we get you to do stuff for burgers, but worse."

"Mind fuck?"

"Yeah. But don't tell her I taught you that word," Chase nodded. He turned to Keeper. "I'm right, aren't I?"

Keeper waved his staff over Kendall. Almost instantly some of the colour returned to her skin and she seemed a lot healthier than before. But Chase knew this was only the beginning and he was glad he had left New Zealand.

"I've reversed whatever spell is affecting her physically," Keeper said. "I cannot predict nor alter her mental state when she wakes."

"She is not starving?"

"Not to the extent she was," Keeper assured Ivan and the boys. "Though she has still been gone a while without food or drinks. Have something ready."

"I make burgers," Koda said. Chase grabbed his arm, shaking his head.

"Something lighter. Start her off easy," he suggested and Koda compromised, saying he would go make her some fries. Chase let him go. He was hoping for something a little healthier but knew Koda was doing all he could to help. While the caveman was gone, Ivan worked on Kendall's laptop, doing what he could to figure out whom or what had done this to Kendall. Chase, meanwhile, sat by her side, holding her hand, knowing she would be in a bit of shock when she woke up.

Eventually, she did wake. It was slow. Her eyes opened for a split second before they were shut again. It took a while before they opened again, but this time she had a look around. Chase noted the utter confusion and so squeezed her hand, letting he know he was close and she was safe. But she jumped at his touch, pulling away as much as she could.

"Shh, Kendall, it's okay," he promised, standing over her with the best smile he could muster. "It's me. It's Chase."

It took her a minute to focus her eyes. When she seemed to be looking at him, she still had a confused look on her face. Chase chuckled softly and picked up her glasses, putting them on her face. He was happy to see she looked a little relieved when she recognized him.

"Chase... what are you... where am I?"

"Back in the lab," he told her. "I I came the moment I heard. How are you feeling?"

"Liar," Kendall muttered, bringing a frown to his face.

"What?"

"You're lying," Kendall said. "No one came."

Chase looked around the room. Sure, Tyler, Shelby, Riley and the Prince weren't there. Kendall's parents hadn't turned up either, though it wasn't likely they knew she was missing. She didn't visit them every single day. But he had come over. He was at her side as soon as he could, just in case she needed him. He would continue to be by her side until he was absolutely sure she was well and safe once more. And then, he would only leave to assure his sister she wasn't an afterthought to him. He didn't want to leave Kendall. If possible, he would take her with him, just to be extra cautious.

"We acted as soon as we could," Chase promised her. "Ivan and Koda even resorted to using the computers just before they found you. We did everything we could in the short time you were missing."

"Short time?" Kendall frowned. She had no idea how long she had been kept for, but even with hours feeling like days and days feeling like weeks, she knew she hadn't just been missing a day or two. She had been gone a few weeks, maybe even a month, easily. Her friends should have all been here, worried sick. Hell, they had plenty of time to track her down and pull her from her cell. But no one showed up. She distinctly remembered no one coming for her, and it broke her heart. She turned away from Chase, tears welling up in her eyes. "I was gone for weeks."

Chase frowned. That made no sense, though he wasn't about to contradict her. Keeper said someone had messed with Kendall, playing with her mind in a supernatural way. The last thing she needed now was someone telling her she was mistaken.

Then he remembered how Keeper had tended to her, saying he reversed the physical damage done to her; the damage that seemed to come from not having eaten anything substantial in what appeared to be weeks, despite disappearing the afternoon before after having eaten a full meal. Thinking about it a little more, Chase started to think maybe they were both right. Maybe Kendall had only been gone about a day, but at the same time, disappeared for weeks. Maybe, despite having Ivan and Koda so worried for her that they call the whole team asking for whatever help they could offer, and Chase flying around the world to be by her side, no one had shown up for Kendall. Perhaps, both realities were true.

"Who did this to you?" he asked her, trying to be as gentle and soft as he could. He understood that whatever had happened had weakened her mind.

"If you cared, you wouldn't have left."

"I came back because I care," he assured her. "Kendall, it's been weeks," he decided to play in her reality, just for now, "Please, you have to have seen the guy, or thing, at least once. Who is it?"

Kendall shook her head, screwing her eyes shut. She remembered the cell and having her energem taken from her. She remembered giving up information about the Rangers, the energems and the chargers against her will by some powerful, mind warping force. She remembered not having the answer her captor was looking for, yet being asked incessantly about it. She remember how he dug through her mind, hoping to find what he wanted, yet coming up short. She remembered being so hungry she would eat her arm, yet rejecting the soup he offered until he had to spoon feed her, again using whatever control he had over her mind and body. She remembered how he spoke of her family missing her, but the Rangers not bothering to rescue her.

Then she remembered Cammy. She remembered watching him dump her little sister's lifeless body in front of her, hoping that would convince her to share information she didn't have. He had killed her sister, yet she couldn't remember his face.

She didn't think it could anymore, but her heart shattered as she burst into tears. Chase was hesitant, but wrapped his arms around her, wanting to be of comfort. She tried to pull away, but he was stronger. She wanted nothing to do with him or anyone else who disappointed her, but she needed the warmth. She needed human contact.

"He killed Cammy," she cried to no one but herself. Ivan, Chase, and Koda, who was returning with a plate of fries, heard her. Chase grew concerned, unaware Cammy had been in any danger to begin with and glare to Ivan and Koda for having left that information out. Ivan was baffled. Kendall had been the one missing. Her life had been in danger. How could Cammy be dead?

Koda didn't bonder these questions. Hearing someone had killed Cammy he sprang into action, racing out of the museum and down the street. He ran all the way to the Fisher house and knocked on the door. Mr. Fisher answered because it was late and Cammy and Mrs. Fisher were already in bed.

"Cammy," he got out breathlessly. Mr. Fisher frowned.

"It's the middle of the night."

"Cammy is hurt?" he asked. Mr. Fisher continued to frown.

"I hope not. I tucked her in hours ago."

"Please, I see," Koda begged. Mr. Fisher opened the door, letting the caveman in. Koda raced up the stairs and burst into Cammy's room, waking her. She sat up in bed and right away was engulfed by the caveman's strong hug.

"Can't breathe," she told him, but Koda didn't set her down. He carried her downstairs, where a confused Mr. Fisher watched.

"Please," he begged the older man as he walked by. "I take Cammy to Kendall."

"What? Why?"

"Scared."

Mr. Fisher reached for his coat. Koda shook his head.

"No, only Cammy."

"If something's happened..."

Koda shook his head again. He wasn't exactly sure what had happened, but figured keeping the Fishers out of it was for the best until he had answers. If Kendall had disappeared for reasons related to the energems or their Ranger duties, it would be difficult for anyone to explain.

"Just nightmare," he decided to go with that. "Only need Cammy."

"You're sure?" Mr. Fisher asked. "Because if she needs something..."

"Sure. I call if she need you," Koda promised. Mr. Fisher gave an uncertain nod, but he knew Kendall's friends took good care of her, and he knew they took care of Cammy so he let Koda go with the nine year old.

Koda carried Cammy home on his back the whole way, running as quickly as he could. He had been terrified something had happened to the little girl and thought if he could get that scared, Kendall's fear had to be worse. The only thing that put him at ease was seeing Cammy, he thought the same could be done for Kendall.

He explained to Cammy on his way: how Kendall had said something about her being dead. Cammy was confused, but she was eager to help her sister. She didn't want Kendall thinking for a single moment that she was dead.

Eventually, Koda was back at the museum. Exhausted, he set Cammy down on her feet. Luckily, Cammy knew where to go from the entrance and ran down to the lab. When the elevator doors opened, she saw Kendall crying, unable to be consoled by Chase. Cammy was curious what he was doing back, but didn't care to ask.

"Kendall, it's okay," she said, racing to her sister and throwing herself into Kendall's arms. "I'm not dead."

Kendall grabbed Cammy, hugged her tight then pushed her away to have a good look. She took off her glasses, cleaned them then put them back on. Cammy was still there. Kendall could feel her, see her, and when she hugged her she could feel her heartbeat and smell her Bubbly Princess shampoo. Cammy was real, she was alive, and she was okay.

Suddenly, nothing made sense. Her friends not turning up, but having their care and support now; being gone for weeks, yet their telling her it hadn't been long; the missing face of the person who hurt her; Cammy's lifeless body being dumped in front of her and now that same girl wrapping her arms tight around her.

What had happened? Who had done it? Why couldn't she remember anything? Who had been able to take so much from her, without so much as leaving a trace?

"Heckyl," Koda growled, eyeing Ivan. The Knight nodded.

"I agree," he said. "We'll have another chat with this scoundrel."

"The magician boyfriend?" Cammy asked.

"Stay here," Ivan told her. "Keep watch over Lady Kendall. Ensure nothing else happens to her."

Cammy watched Ivan and Koda leave, then turned to Chase. The black Ranger was looking to her worriedly. Cammy winced a little.

"They're not really dating, dating," she said. Chase didn't seem comforted, so Cammy continued. "He's her friend and... I think they kiss but... Kendall still likes you."

"Cammy, stop, please," he begged her. Right now, he really didn't care to hear how Kendall had moved on without him.

"Are you mad at her?" Cammy looked to Kendall, then back at Chase. "I told her you would be mad but.. she said if you cared, you would have stayed and... Chase, I kind of agree."

Chase frowned and glared at Cammy, "What?"

"You left," Cammy said. "People who care don't leave."

"Who did this to you?" he asked her, trying to be as gentle and soft as he could. He understood that whatever had happened had weakened her mind.

"If you cared, you wouldn't have left."

Chase leaned forward curiously, "Cammy, why are you saying that?"

"Kendall said it."

"When?"

"I dunno?" Cammy shrugged. "A little while ago. She said Heckyl said it and that it made sense and it kinda sorta does."

"Not at all," Chase shook his head. "You know I care about her. Kendall," he shifted his attention to her, "Please, you know how much I care."

She turned away from him. Cammy shrugged again.

"The people who do care haven't left us," Cammy said. "Like Bella and Jon. They care. I know, because they're always there. You left."

"What about Jeremy?" Chase asked, looking to Kendall. "He's gone too, but you know he cares about you. How is this any different?"

"He came back," Cammy answered.

"So did I," Chase frowned. He reached out, touching Kendall's arm. She pulled away from him. "Kendall, I'm right here. As soon as I heard, I flew over. Just like Jeremy. You have to understand."

"You're too late," Cammy whispered. "Now she's all screwy."

"Cammy..."

"She is! Jeremy came back in time. You're too late and Kendall's messed up. She thinks I'm dead."

Chase sunk back, looking defeated. Jeremy had come back for Kendall once when she broke her leg, and he had come back, like he promised, over Christmas. Chase had done the same, hopping onto the first flight as soon as there was trouble, but whatever had happened to her led her to believe he hadn't. Weeks, maybe months had passed in her mind before Chase could be bothered to show up.

Kendall was wrong. Cammy was wrong. But they were also right. Chase rubbed his face, sighing hopelessly. He was back to square one, maybe further back if the damage was as bad as it appeared. Kendall wasn't just shutting him out, but she flinched at his touch and turned away at the sound of his voice. He would never hurt her, yet he was the enemy.

"I'm good for her, Cammy," he begged with the little girl. Somehow, she had to be his way back in. He could only hope she was mature enough to see both sides and help him out. Cammy nodded.

"I know."

"You'll take care of her?" he asked. Cammy smiled, nodding her head.

"Yeah," she leaned into Kendall, who let Cammy hold her. Kendall had no reservations about Cammy. Not like she did with Chase. She seemed comforted merely by her sister's presence while Chase made her uneasy.

"You'll let her know I care about her?"

"I'll try," Cammy promised.