Chase watched Kendall work down in her lab, almost as though nothing had happened the week before. She was back to her usual self and when Chase tried to ask her how she was feeling, she would reply with a simple fine. She wasn't avoiding work, she didn't seem fragile. Chase, Koda, Ivan and Riley felt less and less like they needed to walk on eggshells around her. She still wouldn't eat soup, but with the exception of her food aversion, she was back to normal.

Chase breathed a sigh of relief as Ivan joined him at the table. Both watched Kendall for a moment before Ivan turned his attention to Chase.

"You cannot describe this vile fiend?" he asked and Chase shook his head. Ivan was asking about the monster the black Ranger had seen; the one who promised to stop tormenting Kendall just before her life returned to normal. Their original suspicion that Heckyl had been the one behind Kendall's sudden disappearance, as well as her mind fuck, as Chase called it, had been replaced with the unnamed monster. He had admitted to hurting Kendall, and that he enjoyed doing so. However, Chase had never gotten a good look at him, having kept himself at a distance.

"I can't," he answered Ivan, looking a little glum that there was nothing more he could do. Kendall was back to her usual self, and happy to get to work on a charger that should help the Rangers in battle, should the monster or any others return. However, Chase still wanted to know who had hurt the purple Ranger, and he wanted that person – monster – to hurt just as much as Kendall had, maybe more.

Ivan reached across and placed his hand on Chase's shoulder, offering him a sympathetic smile, "What is important is the lady is safe. Should that monster return, we will be better able to challenge him to a proper duel."

"Should we call the others back?" Chase asked, glancing down at his Dino Com. Since Kendall was back to work and had proven she no longer needed help, Riley had returned to his family farm. His mother and his brother needed him to help with the chores and he was eager to spend some time with his family. His Ranger duties had taken him away for several months without a visit. If he wasn't needed back, he preferred to be on the farm. However, he had promised the Rangers he would come back at a moment's notice if anything happened, and even if nothing did, he would be back to visit. Everyone knew Riley loved being in the city. Were it not for his family, he would have stayed in Amber Beach.

Tyler and Shelby were still off on their adventure, and it had taken them out of State. However, they too had promised that, if needed, they would cut their adventure short and come back to Amber Beach. Tyler was determined to find his father, but there was no sense in looking for him if the world was destroyed. As much as it killed him on some days, he knew his Ranger duties needed to come first.

"For what purpose?" Ivan asked. "This monster you speak of has yet to show his face in a sennight."

"Not that I saw his face," Chase grumbled. "Just an outline, really. Hell, for all I know, it could be some bloke in cosplay."

"In what?" Ivan asked with a frown, but Chase shook his head, dismissing the thought.

"Never mind. So you don't think we need to call the others?"

"I've already asked them to be ready to return," Ivan assured him. "But I do not feel there is a need to have everyone back just yet."

"What if he comes back?"

"Riley can return in half a day, as can Prince Phillip," Ivan reminded Chase. "As for Tyler and Shelby, well, they'll make it back as soon as they can, and perhaps that is for the best."

"Two Rangers popping out of the blue? Are you going for the element of surprise?"

"It's our turn, is it not?" Ivan asked. "I was surprised anything survived that crash. Now it's time for that monster to feel the same shock."

"He knows about the others, though," Chase said. "He's after the energems."

"He will not get them."

"He's going to be tough. He asking we make the fight fun."

"We will be tougher."

"Does anything worry you?" Chase frowned at the Knight. "There isn't a part of you that's utterly terrified this might not end well for any of us?"

"As a team, there is nothing that can defeat us," Ivan stated confidently before his lips twisted into a teasing smirk and he nudged Chase playfully. "Your concerns are for Ms. Morgan, are they not?"

"She's got an energem, she's a Ranger, she builds all this and she's really the one person who knows how to find energems. Whoever that bastard was, he wasn't a fool going after her. It was pretty genius, if you ask me."

"And that scares you?"

"I'm starting to wish the purple Energem had stuck with Cammy," Chase groaned, dropping his head on the table as punishment for wishing such a heavy burden on a little girl. "Then Kendall could stay behind the scenes, where she's safest."

"But not happiest," Ivan said and pointed Chase's attention to where Kendall was working. There was a little smile on her face as she seemed to figure something out about the charger she was building, putting it one step closer to completion. Chase knew, once completed, the charger would work to keep the Rangers – her friends – safe. He sighed loudly, letting his head drop again.

"Love sucks."

Ivan chuckled as he pat his friend's back, "Too true, my friend."

-Dino-Charge-

She pushed those memories to the back of her mind: the ones she knew were true as well as the ones that were too fuzzy to make any sense to her. All she knew, all she wanted to know was that she was feeling much better. The thing in her head, the indecipherable yet very clear, very powerful voice in her head that had been controlling and invading her for the last little while was finally gone. She was free. She wouldn't question it. However, she wouldn't let it go. Something was out there, something scary, something dangerous. The Rangers needed to be ready for whatever it was.

She needed to be ready.

The original charger she had been working on was gone. Fortunately, it held very little power, and in just a couple of days working on a new charger she had passed any progress she made on the old. It would still be a while before she knew what exactly she had planned for this charger specifically, other than a boost in power. It would be longer still before she was able to obtain what she wanted, but the sooner she got to work, the better. Yet, she had spent a whole day working. She had spent a whole day under the watchful eyes of her friends.

They had been very worried for her. Kendall hadn't been in her right mind at the time but she had taken note of everything the Rangers had done for her. She knew how Koda had never left her side and done everything he could to make her feel better. She knew Ivan had done the same, giving her the best of what he had and offering her all the protection she needed. Chase had flown halfway around the world just to be sure she was safe. Riley had come back to the farm to help her get back to work.

She had worried her friends – scared them. She wouldn't do it again, not if she could help it. So when the museum closed its doors for the day, Kendall closed down the lab. She had worked long and hard enough. She deserved a break.

Koda and Ivan had gone to the store to pick up some groceries. It was their night to make dinner. Chase had driven them. With Koda's appetite, a trip to the store was never just a few things. There were always plenty of bags to bring back home. Kendall somewhat missed when he used to live in the caves, and she wouldn't have to bring home so much – just enough to ensure he was getting all the nutrition he needed. The Dino Cafe had more than enough food to ensure he would never go hungry.

Kendall returned to her apartment alone for some much needed quiet time. She loved her friends, she loved that she had people who cared and worried for her. She loved that now, it didn't matter what time of day it was, or what was the topic of conversation, she had a listening ear and a helping hand. However, she also loved her peace. She loved those quiet moments where there was no one around to bother her. Perhaps it was from growing up in near solitude, never thinking she needed to have anyone around. Maybe it was just who she was. Whatever brought it on, Kendall still needed it.

She walked up to her door, looking forward to the hour, maybe more if Koda couldn't be pried away from all the choices available to him at the store, she would spend alone. She put her key in the lock, ready to turn it and let herself in when she heard a male voice calling to her.

"Kendall Morgan?"

She turned to the voice and saw a man about a decade or so older than her, if the gray hair was anything to go by, making his way over to her. He offered his hand.

"Andrew Holt."

Holt. Kendall looked down at his hand, then up at his face. He seemed to gulp before he averted his gaze, looking down to his shoes in shame. He took a deep breath, "You know who I am?"

"I hope I don't," Kendall said. "How do you know me?"

"It's complicated."

"I'm expecting three men to come to my apartment soon, each one more protective of me than the last. If your intentions are..."

"Mrs. Morgan..."

"Ms." Kendall corrected, rolling her eyes. "It's Ms. Morgan."

"Ms. Morgan... I've made a bad mistake."

"And how does that concern me?" Kendall asked. Andrew reached into his pocket and pulled out a letter. He held it out to Kendall, inviting her to read it. Kendall saw the letter was addressed to him, and glanced at the bottom to see it was signed by Cammy's mother, confirming her suspicions. A brief read through the note told Kendall all she needed to know: Cammy's mother tried to reach out to Andrew, Cammy's father, for help caring for their newborn child. Given what Kendall knew of Cammy's upbringing, Andrew had refused.

"Camille's my little girl," Andrew said. "She's eight now, maybe nine. Look, I've spent a lot of money trying to track her down and you're the closest I've come. You know her, right? You know my daughter?"

Kendall returned the letter with a shake of her head, "I'm sorry. I have no idea who you're talking about."

"You... you're supposed to know her," Andrew said, his voice cracking a little bit. "She's a little girl. She's... she's..."

"A run a museum, I see a lot of little girls. Can you be more specific?"

"I can't," Andrew admitted, so Kendall tried to get into her apartment. He grabbed her arm, stopping her. "That's my mistake," he told her. "I don't know my little girl and I want to."

"After how many years?"

"That's my mistake," he repeated. "Please, if you know her..."

"You've got the wrong person," Kendall shook her head. She gave Andrew back the letter. "I'm sorry."

She walked into her apartment, shutting the door and locking it. Then she grabbed her phone from her purse. She sat down on her couch as she waited for her father to answer.

"Kendall, it's been a while. Is everything..."

"You and Bella need to come by the museum tomorrow," Kendall said then glanced to her door. "When Cammy's at school."

"Kendall, is everything okay?"

"Cammy's father just came to my apartment," she said. "He's asking after her and I don't know what I should do."

"He's there now?" Mr. Fisher asked. Kendall nodded her head.

"Just now. I told him I didn't know Cammy but... what if she wants to know him?"

"We'll talk," Mr. Fisher promised his daughter. "Your mother and I will be at the museum after we drop Cammy off at school. We'll figure this out."