A/N: You might want a tissue for this one. I'm not a crier, and I cried writing this.

Zordon Says Chapter Four:

Tommy was glad when Jason, Trini and Mr. Scott finally left to help set the table leaving him alone with Kim.

"So can I ask the name of this one," He asked jokingly, nodding towards Inya who gave him a gummy smile from her place on Tommy's hip.

Kim frowned, that was not what she was expecting, an angry outburst, a demand for answers yes, but a polite inquiry of her children's names, no. "Promise you won't laugh at me?" she asked.

"Why would I laugh?"

Kim looked down sheepishly, "Her name is Katrinya Tomisha."

Tommy looked confused and Kim subconsciously held her breath, would he be offended that she named her child after him, "You named her after me, didn't you? Tomisha isn't a common name."

Kim nodded, wiping at her eyes which had suddenly started to water, "I had to give them strong names. I had to be able to look them in their eyes and tell them that they were named after the strongest, bravest, most loving people I know," she sniffled a little, "I needed to be able to hear your guys names and remember that somewhere out there were people that loved me no matter what."

Tommy didn't know what to do, Kim was standing there, not even a yard away from him, sobbing while he held her daughter that she had named after him in his arms. A daughter that she had named that just so she could remember that someone did love her.

He quickly pulled her into a hug, unsure what her reaction would be. Sure enough, she jumped a little as he pulled her toward him, "Kim, relax, it's okay."

Kim shook her head, burying her head into his shoulder as her own shoulders shook as sobs wracked her body. She couldn't believe she was crying, she thought she had cried herself out earlier, with Trini but being held by Tommy once more after all she had gone through was almost too much. She just wanted to melt into his arms and forget all about the last decade.

However, Tommy pulled her close, causing her to cry out involuntarily, he had accidentally hugged her bruises, "Kim what's wrong?"

Kim pulled away and lift her shirt up a little bit, allowing Tommy to see the bruises that were on her back.

Tommy was going to respond when Kim's oldest tugged on his leg, "I'm hungry."

"Jaslee!" Kim snapped, causing Jaslee to fall back with a whimper, hugging her new doll tightly against her.

Tommy twitched his mouth, there was another jewel revealing just how desolate and hopeless Kim had been feeling when she had named her children, "Does Jason know she's named after him?"

Kim shrugged, "I don't know, I kind of doubt it though, he's been so busy wanting to kill Luke that I don't think he noticed what I called the kids."

…

Dinner was quiet, at this point they knew that the one thing they felt like talking about was a hard subject for Kim and not a good dinner conversation. It looked like nothing was going to be said until Trini gasped, "Jason, that's Zoey's cup."

Jason who had been handed his two years old's cup and had filled it with milk looked shocked before pouring the extra milk into his cup until the cup had a reasonable amount in it for a two-year-old with a tendency to spill.

Ellie thought this looked fun and poured her cup of milk into her mother's, however, unlike Jason she didn't have the hand-eye coordination needed for the task and instead poured her milk on the table next to the cup and knocked Kim's glass over into Jaslee's lap. Jaslee immediately jumped up, tipping her glass over as well.

Jason stood up quickly, planning to grab the paper towel roll from next to the stove only to have Jaslee burst out crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spill my milk, don't hit me!"

Kim ducked her head at her oldest outburst, what kind of mother allows a man to hit her child enough times that she thinks that she was going to be hit every time.

It didn't faze Jason one bit though, "It's okay, I'm just getting you something to clean up with."

Jaslee wiped at her eyes, "You aren't going to hit me?"

Jason laughed helping her away from the table and kneeling down, pulling her up onto his knee, "Take a look around you, no one here will hurt you and we will try our best to make sure no one else ever hurts you again."

Jaslee nodded, looking up at him, "Why are you being nice to me? I spilled my milk and that always made Luke angry."

Jason frowned, that statement told him a lot, "I'm being nice to you because I love your mother and I love you."

Jaslee looked at him, "Are you Jason Lee, the one I'm named after? Mommy told me I was named after my uncle Jason Lee and that he loved me very much and I was always to remember that."

Jason froze, "What's your name?" he asked, unsure if he wanted to know the answer.

"Jaslee Zakira." Jaslee replied happily, "I was named after two of Mommy's friends, Jason Lee and Zackary, but don't tell Luke that, he doesn't like it when Mommy mentions her friends. He once heard her say "I love you, Tommy," and hit her so hard I thought she died, she wasn't moving and she had to go to the hospital and Luke spent the night in jail, but they let him out in the morning."

Jason nodded his head, shooting a look at Tommy and Kim. Kim still had feelings for Tommy! Now the only thing to find out was; did Tommy still have feelings for Kim? He must have, why else did he rush over here as soon as he found out something was wrong and that Kim was involved, "Are your sisters named after any of Mommy's friends?"

Jaslee nodded, "Ellie's full name is Adabelle Rochelle, Mommy says she's named after Adam, Billy, and Rocky. Inya is Katrinya Tomisha. Mommy says that Kat, Trini, and Aisha were some of the most caring people she ever knew, and Tommy was the most loving person she could think of." Jaslee froze for a moment, "Mommy talked about Tommy a lot. She wished he could have been our daddy. She always started crying when she talks about him."

By this time Kim was full on blushing as Tommy stared at her in amazement, with everything going on, in that horrible situation, she had thought about him and had wanted him. Maybe, just maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe things could work out for him and Kim.

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Kim glanced around the spare room, wondering where everything had come from. Not that she needed to ask, she recognized the old crib mattress that Mrs. Scott had made up a nice bed for Ellie on. She herself had slept on it several times when she had slept over at the Scott's if her parents were fighting. The Camp cot that they had made up for Jaslee was also something she had seen in use on many camping trips. However, the portable crib was new.

Kim pulled out pajamas for the girls and handed Jaslee's hers. "Ellie, come here it's time for bed," Kim called over to where Ellie was playing with her favorite toys, a set of stacking cups. She was at the moment lining them up the way she liked them.

When Ellie didn't respond Kim headed over to her, tapping her gently on the shoulder, "Ellie, it's time for bed."

Ellie didn't say anything, just continued stacking the cups, until Jaslee, already in her pajamas walked over and picked up on of the cups, "Here you go, Ellie." She said.

Ellie snatched the cup from Jaslee's hand and screamed at her, before throwing herself on the ground and pounding her fists and kicking her legs as she screamed, throwing a royal temper tantrum.

Kim quickly pulled out a rubber duck from the diaper bag, "Do you want a bath?"

Ellie stopped fussing and sat up before heading out of the room to the bathroom, she stopped next to the tub and held her arms up over her head.

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Kim couldn't sleep, it didn't matter that it was midnight, it didn't matter that her body thought that it was three in the morning. Nothing mattered, she had too much on her mind. She really didn't think that Luke was going to reveal her secret anymore. If he was, wouldn't he have done so already? He had sent people out to search for them, both of her parents had received phone calls asking about her.

What could he do? that was the big question, what spell or device did Goldar give him to help him carry out his threats to harm her family and friends.

She padded downstairs and out the front door, she was confident that she could scream loud enough to rise the neighbors should something happened and she could use the fresh air.

Outside something caught her attention, across the street a second story room had its light still on. That wouldn't have bothered her if she didn't know who lived there and didn't know whose room it was. she scooped down and selected a pebble from the street and carefully threw it up to the window sill. She had it followed by two more carefully aimed pebbles.

Soon a tired looking Tommy opened the front door, "Kim what are you doing here?" he gasped.

"I couldn't sleep and I noticed that you were still awake," Kim said, glancing down, realizing that while this had been a common practice when they were teenagers, they weren't teenagers anymore.

Tommy, however, nodded, "That's okay, I think we need to talk anyway."

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A/N: There you go a nice cliffhanger; thoughts, Comments, leave them below.