Clocktower
"So they are Time Force." Jen clarified with Captain Logan.
"Yes, but I don't know their mission." He sighed. "Tread lightly around them, but I'm sure they're there to help you." The hologram turned off and Jen looked over at the other four who were sitting around the room.
"I'd just like to know who they are." Katie sighed.
"Yeah, why all the secrecy?" Trip asked, looking up at Lucas.
"I want to know what the purple one said to Eric that got him so mad." Lucas put in.
"Well whoever they are, I'm just glad they're on our side for once." Wes sat down at the table across from Jen who nodded in agreement.
Bronwyn's Apartment
"You shouldn't have lost your temper." Bronwyn said coolly, closing the door as an irate Rachael stormed through and sat on the couch. The battle had ended hours ago, but they'd had to put on happy faces for their return to work and Rachael was only just now letting off steam.
"He drives me crazy." She muttered. "Why doesn't he just work with them instead of trying to be so… so… gah!" She slammed her forehead down on the table as Bronwyn lifted an eyebrow in amusement. She shook her head and pulled off her wig before taking out the communication link, and pressed the button as the shadowed figure of their commander came up on screen.
"Lieutenants." He nodded.
"Why are you always in the dark?" Bronwyn asked suddenly. Rachael lifted her head and grinned in amusement. "Seriously, we know who you are; it's not a big secret."
"Just tell him so we can eat." Rachael leaned against the table, her anger ebbed.
"Fine," Bronwyn shrugged and turned back to the computer, "Mac has been destroyed, we're just going to continue things here as planned."
"Affirmative." He replied and the link went off. Bronwyn shook her blonde hair out around her head and glanced in a mirror.
"I miss my blonde hair all day. Why do I have to be a redhead again?"
"Because you being blonde would be redundant, and brunette you look like your sister." Rachael replied almost automatically. "And I already have black hair so you can't too." She grinned. "And since you apparently have no intention of feeding me, I'll go home for dinner."
"I'm going, I'm going." Bronwyn rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen and threw some boiling water on the stove. Rachael kicked her legs out, her mind slipping back to the Quantum Ranger. Despite him being handsome, he was an arrogant jerk most of the time, and that made her furious.
"Dreaming?" Bronwyn's voice cut in to her thoughts.
"More like nightmares." Rachael muttered, sitting up when Bronwyn put a plate of spaghetti in front of her. "Thanks."
"Better than what your cook makes you at the mansion?" The blonde prodded.
"Way better. And I have to admit, the company's better too." She grinned at her friend.
"You know, the offer still stands for you to live here." Bronwyn pointed out. Rachael was still living at the mansion with her Dad because she felt it would be safer for him. Bronwyn thought it was better for her to live in the apartment with her, but Rachael didn't want to leave Alan alone with Ransik on the loose.
"Yeah I know." Rachael muttered.
Days Later
Bronwyn sat straight up in her bed and gasped loudly. Her brow was covered in sweat and she grabbed the Chrono-morpher on her bedside table. Looking at it for a second she put it down and threw her covers off and went into the kitchen and opened the computer consol. She hit a few buttons and sat back and watched the other rangers' research a mutant called 'Steelix' on their consol. She bit her lip remembering Jen's pain after arresting him, her own partner. For a second Bronwyn imagined having to arrest Rachael and cringed at the thought. In a flash she dressed and was out the door, strapping her morpher on her wrist as she went.
The day was progressing already, the sun shining and Bronwyn nervously adjusted her wig and glasses as she moved around Silver Hills, watching the rangers. She caught sight of Jen moving to a spot away from the rangers and scrambled to get a better position to look. But from the rooftops all she could see were the rangers convene and then split up.
"Bronwyn." Her name came from her morpher and she pressed the button and Rachael's holographic image popped up.
"What?"
"What's going on? You haven't been answering me all day!" Rachael protested.
"I just think something's up with Jen…" She trailed off and looked around and saw Jen running from the clocktower, alone. "I have to go."
"But…"
"Bye Rach." Bronwyn snapped off the communicator and sprinted through the building and down the stairs. Sounds of a fight escalated down below and she sprinted to see Jen beating Wes down, who didn't want to strike her. Her eyes followed the scene in surprise as Wes trapped her sister in a hug.
"Please Jen, you've got to remember!" He said. "We're all Time Force Officers, we've got, to stick, together." He spat out, wrestling the struggling Jen. Bronwyn watched Jen's eyes freeze and stepped out from the shadows and her eyes locked on her. It didn't last long before Jen nearly passed out and then refocused. "You trust me?"
"Yeah I trust you." She nodded to Wes, her face completely normal. She glanced to the shadows where she thought she'd seen someone moving.
"Jen?"
"I'm coming." She answered and turned to join the fight between Steelix and the other rangers.
Clocktower
"You really shouldn't have." Wes wrinkled his nose at the cookies. Jen rolled her eyes as the others laughed at them and took a bite of her cookies. She also spit it out and threw the whole batch into the trash. "Here, I'll make some good ones." Wes rolled his eyes and went to the table and started re-mixing a bowl of cookie batter. "But mine'll never be as good as Rachael's." He warned. Jen sat down at the picnic table they used while the other three went to watch some mindless 21st Century television. Wes watched her while he mixed. "Penny for your thoughts?"
Jen looked up and sighed a little. "I was just thinking… you know back in the warehouse?" She winced as he turned his swollen head at her in amusement. "Well, I just thought I saw someone in the shadows behind you. No big deal." She shook her head.
"Well who was it?"
"It looked like my little sister." Jen grinned at Wes' smile.
"You mean there's another one of you?" He teased and she glared a little.
"We're complete opposites. Bronwyn's more of a free spirit." She grinned. "And she's blonde."
"A blonde one? Now I'm curious." Wes teased while putting the batter on the cookie sheet.
"What about you and Rachael? You two don't look anything alike, and you're siblings."
"Actually," Wes stopped, "She looks exactly like our mom did. Black hair and green eyes."
"And you look more like your Dad I take." Jen grinned.
"Obviously."
Bronwyn's Apartment
Bronwyn slipped through the door and flicked on the lights with a sigh and screamed at the sight in her living room. "Rachael Collins you scared me to death!" She tore off the wig and threw it on the kitchen table angrily.
"Sorry, I was just kind of wondering where you were." Rachael said nonchalantly, flipping through the channels on the TV. "How was the battle?" Her voice didn't change and Bronwyn winced.
"Sorry I didn't say anything, but I didn't fight either." She pointed out.
"Whatever, you're alright I guess I'll go home." Rachael muttered, grabbing her jacket and leaving quickly. Bronwyn sighed as she heard the convertible start up and leave the Apartment complex before starting to pick up the mess of the apartment, throwing things to where they belonged to vent the little anger at how sensitive her partner was.
