A/N: Hey! Long time no see, plus a short chapter. I hope you forgive me. Please review and Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers.

"So where do we begin?" Mia asks.

"With each kidnapping, a sketch artist has drawn up a composite," Detective Watanabe begins, "I have run all of them through facial recognition, with no results. That doesn't mean that he's not out there, it just means that he's not in any system that I have access to."

"So, we just need to get access to a better system," Mia muses.

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"So, what does a former ranger…"

"On medical leave, not former," Mia corrects.

"Okay, so what does a ranger on medical leave needs to use the military's facial recognition system for?" Ryan Mitchell asks, "Last time I checked, the only humanoid monster your team is fighting is Dekker, and he's already got a rap sheet in the Ranger Files"

"The Ranger what?" Detective Watanabe asks.

"The Ranger Files, Cam made a system full of information on all past enemies, rangers, and battles that a ranger gets access to once they are connected to the Morphin' grid," Mia explains, "That's how I found out that after the Lightspeed Program was shut down, Ryan began working for the government setting up the earth branch of SPD. He's currently a captain in the navy and has security clearance for a pretty expansive facial recognition system." Mia looks up at him with puppy dog eyes and is met by a smirk from Ryan.

He sighs and asks, "So, why do you need my help?"

"We are investigating a serial kidnaper," Detective Watabe answers, handing over the file. "In all of these cases, the composites drawn of the perpetrator are nearly identical, but I can't find a match in the system. These eerily similar composite sketches are our only lead so far." Ryan flips through the file, and grimaces seeing all of the faces of the kids. "Listen, I know it's not much to go off on, but..."

"I will look into it," Ryan interrupts.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he sighs, "You probably read this when you read my file, but I know a thing or two about being kidnaped."

"What makes you think I read your file," Mia asks.

"Seriously?" he laughs, "You could have asked my dad, Taylor Earhardt, or Ms. Fairweather, all of whom are higher ranking and would have easier access to the system, but you chose me. You had to have read my file to know that, unlike those aforementioned people, I would say yes." Mia leans back in her chair and gives him a mischievous grin. He pulls the composite sketches out of the file and tosses it onto her lap. He then shakes Detective Watanabe's hand, and with a nod, walks out of the room.

"That ways easy!" Mia chirps.

"Oh, just you wait," Detective Watanabe mumbles.

"Do I have to do this, Mom?" Mia whines. Her mother rolls her eyes at her daughter. "Can't I just stay with you while we investigate?"

Detective Watanabe chuckles, "What? You really thought that I was letting you off the hook for your little stunt at the precinct? You might be eighteen, and I technically can't ground you anymore, I am really good friends with someone who can."

"Come on, Mom, you know that Ji is just looking for a reason to not let me back in the game," Mia sighs, "Can I just stay with you until yesterday is off of his mind?"

"Sorry, sweety! Don't have a temper tantrum in the middle of a police precinct next time."

"It wasn't a temper, you know what? Nevermind. You are no help." Mia rolls into the dojo in a huff, only to meet Ji. As his stare burrows into her soul, Mia slinks down into her chair.

"Where were you last night, Ms. Watanabe?" he asks.

Mia stammers, "Uh, my mom wanted me to look at some cold cases that could be related to Sammy's kidnapper-to-be. I think we are going to try to solve it."

"Before that."

Mia cautiously asks, "Do you know Ryan Mitchel? He was on the Lightspeed Rescue team. He's helping us out. He's got access to a facial recognition system far better than the one that AGPD detectives have access to. That's Angel Grove Police Department, if you didn't know..."

"Mia!"

"You already know, don't you."

"Oh, you know I do! And don't think that just because you are in that chair you get out of punishment. If you can take on the rangers, you can cover the chores for the rest of the year!" he screams.

"Yes, Mentor," Mia sighs and rolls off to begin.

"Oh, and Mia," he adds. She turns to face him and holds out his hand, "Morpher." She goes back over to him and begrudgingly places it in his hands. Then, in a huff, she rolls away.