I do not own Power Rangers.
"Mike...Mike...Mike! Are you okay?" Mike woke up from his peaceful sleep very disoriented and groggy. He was also extremely pissed off at whoever woke him up.
"Uhhh, I feel like I got hit by a truck." Laughter.
"I figured." He could hear that it was mentor. But where was he? He sat up rather quickly, but was met by a very bright light. His head started to ache and his stomach turned. He started to cough when he felt a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Mike! Calm down, you're in your bed." That was Emily. She pulled her hand away and gave him a glass of water, which he gladly accepted. He gave the water back and fully sat up.
"Em, what happened... and why do I feel awful?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
"You passed out last night. You were exhausted. And sick. You have a really bad fever. You threw up too." Huh, that explains the headache, and the dizzyness, and the stomache ache. Oh, the stomachache…
"Em, I need the trash can." She quickly grabbed the garbage can and placed it under his head, only for him to throw up a second time. Once he was done, she took the trash can back and set it next to his bed. He tried to shift but was brought with a very uncomfortable feeling in his leg.
"How does your leg feel?" Mia asked from the corner of the room.
"Like shit... What happened to it?" He asked.
"It was cut up pretty bad, mentor had to stitch it up. And it was infected. And your knee is sprained really bad. And…"
"What Emily is trying to say is that you won't be able to walk without crutches for a little while." Mentor answered. "You'll probably be out of battles and regular training for a few weeks."
"Out of training? Really? Yes!" He answered humorously.
"Regular training. You'll have to build up strength in your leg once the stitches come out." Mike groaned, and Mentor left the room with a chuckle, passing Kevin on the way out.
"Hey Mike." Kevin said.
"Hey. Dude, what's up?" Mike responded, lying back down into his pillow as his head began to hurt again. Kevin shifted awkwardly on his feet. "What's wrong, Kev?
"Um...I need to apologize. Mia told me how insensitive my comment was. I was being a jerk. I was so pissed off at the world for making me sick, and I took it out on you. You were being a good friend, a great friend, actually… And...I'm sorry."
"Did Kevin really just apologize to me? Mike?"
"Yeah, I didn't mean to make you feel that way. And I'm sorry." Kevin continued, ignoring Mike's joke.
"Dude, everything's cool. Mia helped me straighten everything out. Thanks Mia, by the way." Mike said with a smile.
"No problem Mike. Anything for you." She responded from the corner. Emily grabbed Mike's hand and giggled.
"It's funny how you're still yourself when your sick and hurt, while we acted so mean the whole time we were out. You know you have the right to act like a total shit right now, right."
"Emily! Language!" Mike fake scoffed.
"Why? It's funny when you do it. Why can't I?" She pleaded.
"It's natural on me: a hot, rebellious gamer, not on you: a sweet, small, innocent, beautiful farmgirl."
"Mike!" She yelled affectionately and she leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Kevin quickly cleared his throat from the corner and both Mike and Emily blushed a bright red, Mike's not from the fever.
"As much as Mia and myself would love to stay and watch the Emily and Mike lovefest show, You should probably get some sleep Mike." Mike nodded and leaned back so that he was laying down. Emily kissed his cheek again and exited the room, bouncing like a four year old who was jacked up on candy.
"Sleep well Mike…" Kevin said, and left right behind Emily. Mia walked over to Mike and sat down in the chair next to his bed.
"Mia..." Mike started.
"What's up Mike?" She asked.
"Is...it's just...Is what you said about me being valuable really true... I mean, I'll be out for a couple weeks and you guys probably won't even have a problem without me, and..."
"Mike," Mia interrupted, "You have to stop feeding into this... It's not good for you. If it wasn't for you, all of us would still be stuck in bed, and you might be with us. If you weren't good enough, we would have never beaten this nighlock. You are the reason that we're healthy. And it shows how true of a friend you are that you were willing to sacrifice your own health for us. Thank you for saving us. You're a hero." With that, she gave him a big hug and got up to give him some time to rest.
"Feel better, Mike."
Mike curled up in his blankets and said, "Thanks Mom." Mia rolled her he yes and walked out.
Mike didn't fall asleep right away though. Although he was exhausted, his thoughts kept him awake for a little while longer.
I can't believe I'm the hero. I saved the day. I couldn't have done it without my friends though. They are the best. Without them, I am strong, but together, we are invincible.
A/N: Finally done my first story! Thanks for reviewing. They really help for future stories and chapters. Any requests for what I should do next?