While Jenny did enjoy the peace and quiet, Shane had been gone a while for a quick trip to the store and she was starting to worry. Not to mention, Sarah also hadn't come home yet and it was getting close to curfew. She knew it was best not to worry until after, but Jenny thought this seemed a little odd.

She set her book down next to her and reached out to the coffee table to grab her phone. As she did it lit up, announcing she had a message from Sarah.

"Well, perfect timing," Jenny said with a smile and opened the message. What she saw wasn't what she had been expecting. It took her a minute to figure out what she was looking at, but when she did she let out a little scream. Her heart immediately started to race, and she thought, for sure, this would be what killed her.

With shaking hands and blurred vision, Jenny tried to call her daughter. It rang several times before going to voicemail. Jenny didn't bother to leave a message, certain it wouldn't be Sarah listening anyway. She then called Shane. He picked up, though not as quickly as she'd like.

"You need to come home," she demanded, and Shane asked her to slow down. "Sarah's in trouble. I need you here!"

"Wait, what?"

"I just got a text with pictures of her and… someone hurt her! Shane, I think someone has her!"

"Someone sent you pictures?"

"It's from her phone, but… they're pictures of her and… Shane just get home, please!"

"Send me the pictures," Shane said but Jenny shook her head.

"I can't look at them again. Should I call 911?"

"Jenny, calm down…"

"I can't calm down! Someone has my kid, Shane! Oh god!"

"Jenny…"

"My chest hurts, Shane. I need you to come home."

"I'm calling 911," Shane said. "The ambulance will beat me there."

"Where are you?" Jenny asked.

"I have to hang up. I'm calling 911 for you, Jen, just stay calm okay?"

"Shane!" Jenny shouted but Shane hung up. Jenny gripped the phone tightly in her hand as she went back to her conversation with Sarah. Her eyes watered as she looked to the images and realized she had no idea what to do.

She was completely powerless here.

-Ninja-Steel-

"Creep strikes again," Shane muttered after he put away his phone. He had called for an ambulance to pick up Jenny, knowing that was the best bet for her. As much as he wanted to race to the hospital, so he could help her as quickly as he could, he knew if she had any idea what was going on, she would want him to stay where he was.

He could patch things up with his sister later. Right now, his focus needed to be on his niece.

"Is Jenny okay?" Preston asked and Shane shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. The ambulance should be there soon. Either way, I can't help her."

"If you want to go, you should," Serena insisted. "We can find Sarah without you."

"Jenny would never forgive me," Shane shook his head. "I'm where I need to be."

"Shane…"

"I'm fucked either way, alright," Shane snapped. "Right now, this asshole is forcing me to pick between my sister and my niece and I can't. So, I'm doing what Jenny would want me to do and I'm praying she'll be around long enough to yell at me."

"Alright," Serena nodded, then turned her attention to Kelly. "We're not getting those pictures from Jenny. Try asking Creep if he can send them to you instead."

"Why would he do that?" Calvin asked.

"I don't know, but it's worth a shot. There might be something in those pictures that will tell us where Sarah is."

Kelly tried to call first, but he didn't answer, so she sent a text.

"Please don't hurt her," the message said. Now all Kelly would have to do was wait to see if he would fall for it.

"What if I already have?" he texted back and his message was followed by the images. Kelly only glanced to them quickly before she passed her phone to Brody and then rushed out of the barn. When Serena heard heaving, she followed the green Ranger out and caught her puking into the bushes. She pulled back Kelly's hair and gently stroked her back.

"You have to stay strong," she said.

"That's not exactly my strength," Kelly shook her head. "Strong is Sarah's thing. I'm… well, I'm not really sure why I'm a Ranger at all. The Prism just picked me once and Sarah made my Star and…"

"The Prism picked you for a reason. It always does," Serena said. "For my team, it's a family thing. My mother was the yellow Ranger."

"Yellow?"

"My sister was yellow. The eldest child was always next in line to become a Samurai and fight off the Nighlok."

"So, you have an older sister?"

"Little sister. Much younger," Serena shook her head and Kelly looked to her curiously. "When the time came for me to take my place as the yellow Ranger, I was too ill to fight. Emily needed to take my place. For a long time, she didn't think she could. It wasn't until later, we realized she was meant to be the yellow Ranger all along. Fate had stepped in."

"Fate?"

"Well, what else do you call it when things work out exactly as they were meant to by pure chance," Serena said. "Emily was really the best one for our team. She was exactly who they needed. She was never second best, but until she stopped believing that, that's exactly how she fought."

"And what does this have to do with me?" Kelly asked.

"You said the Prism chose you once?"

"Sarah wasn't well enough to fight," Kelly nodded. "With her head it… it wasn't safe. I had to take her… oh. No wait," Kelly frowned. "When Sarah was better, I couldn't morph. Sarah was the first choice. She always is. I am second best."

"Maybe for pink," Serena said. "Green suits you."

"But…"

"You might not have the same strengths as Sarah, but you do have strengths of your own."

"Name one."

"Hey, I don't know you," Serena put her hands up. "Sarah does, though. She fell in love with you. She sees there's something inside you that she needs."

"She needs?"

"I'm a bit impulsive and way too overprotective," Serena said with a chuckle. "I get myself into trouble, sometimes just out of boredom or fear. Sometimes, I don't get into trouble, I cause it. I gave my teammates so many headaches, I'm surprised they never left me for dead. Actually, I know why they wouldn't, Emily would have kicked their asses, but you know what I mean, right?"

"Uh, I guess."

"My husband, he does more thinking before he acts. He doesn't like to dive right into something without knowing what he's getting himself into. We both have our strengths and weaknesses and we balance each other out perfectly. When I get myself into trouble, he can pull me out. And when he needs a little push, I'm always there to give him a good shove."

"So?"

"Sarah's in a bit of a mess and her strength isn't getting her out of this. That means, whatever you've got that balances her out, she needs. It's called a partner for a reason. You help each other," Serena pointed inside the barn, "Those pictures, as sick as they might make you, you need to have a look at them. You need to use your strength, whatever it is, to help pull Sarah out of this mess. We also need you to keep phoning and texting Creep, because if he gets the sense we've got an army of people, never mind Power Rangers, out here looking for Sarah, he's going to panic. Trust me, the bad guys are always more dangerous in a panic."

"I really wish I knew what my strength was."

"When we get Sarah back, you can ask her," Serena smiled.