Hello ladies and gents! Hope everyone is having a terrific Friday night. I know I am; I'm finally sitting down to update some stories and enjoying an adult beverage while watching a program on Schizophrenia! Sorry its been so long. I've had school to finish and been wrestling with a bit of writers block but here's something for you to enjoy while I figure out what I'm doing next!
She sat at his bedside, his hand entwined in hers, all through the night. Kimberly blinked back her tears and her thumb traced gentle circles on her lover's skin. Jason looked so pale against the stark white of the bed sheets as he lay in the medical bay of the Command Center. The only movements were the almost imperceptible rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. He was hooked up to so many machines; she couldn't keep them all straight.
Please be ok. Please be ok. Please be ok. The thought looped in her mind ceaselessly. He can't die; I can't live without him. A lone tear trickled along her nose to drip on the sheets.
Standing in the doorway, the other Rangers watched as the Pink Ranger kept a vigil over her Red Ranger. They had had no idea of the feelings between their comrades. None of them knew what to say to ease Kimberly's worries; Jason was far from out of the woods.
It had been a crazy whirl of beeping machines and pure panic in first those frantic moments after Jason and Tommy's clash. Both were severely injured; Jason was not doing as well. He had lost so much blood and for a few terrifying seconds, his heart had stopped. Billy had been able to revive him with a lot of determination and a pinch of luck, although he'd never admit that.
Those few seconds had seemed to stretch into minutes as the Red Ranger lay looking blankly ahead. Zack held Kimberly tightly to his chest as Billy and Trini worked to save Jason; Kimberly's eyes were fixed on Jason's bloody, white gloved hand, limply dangling.
"I got him! I got him!" Billy's cry had rung out and brought a gasp of relief to the other Rangers.
It seemed like ages ago now. The only thing Kimberly wanted to do was curl up beside Jason and hold him to her and never let him go.
From his vantage point, Tommy could see Kimberly protectively watching over Jason. He was still on lock down for Jason's safety while they both recovered. He couldn't fault them for that. I probably killed the Red Power Ranger, he grieved to himself. I'm a monster. The anguish was almost more than he could bear. The Green Ranger had suffered severe burns from the blaster but it hadn't fully penetrated his suit; only the heat had scalded him. The Command Center's technology was advanced enough to bring him around more easily than the Red Ranger.
Nausea overcame him as he remembered how it felt plunging his dagger into the Red Ranger's unprotected side. He remembered the stunned gasp, the weak grip around his wrist as he choked Jason. Most distressing of all was remembering the joy he had felt, the primal excitement in his chest as he felt Jason's panicked pulse thudding wildly in his neck. Tommy had felt very much like a vicious wild animal aroused by the blood of its prey.
His cheeks reddened with embarrassment as Kimberly glanced furtively over at him. As a final insult (and because he couldn't spit in Jason's face with their helmets on), he had leaned close and whispered to him, "I would have made Kim cum harder than that."
Never in a million years would he have ever spoken the way he did. Hell, he never would have dreamed he'd have done half the shit he'd done. The spell was broken and it hurt like a motherfucker. Rita still buzzed in his head like an annoying fly but at least he could ignore her now.
Jason just had to pull through. He'd saved him from Rita's spell and stopped him from hurting more people. Come on, Jason, please wake up. I'm so sorry, he fervently prayed.
Sorry this is so short; my beverage has unfortunately turned my brain a wee bit soft so I'm going to bed. I will be back with more on my other stories. The ability to write in a logical sequence is starting to disappear. If I keep going tonight I might write something really incoherent. Cheers! ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...