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The Return

by: Angellwings
Rated: 13+

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Author�s Note: I am in no way shape or form involved with Power Rangers. I only claim rights to Tammi, Brandon, and Michelle.

And now that we know the outcome of SPD I will try to update more frequently. Please read and review.

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She sighed as she stared at S.P.D.�s �Wall of Heroes�. It was a memorial to those officers who had been killed or gone missing while on duty. Pictures of each member of her old squad were up, along with pictures of her brother�s squad. Her father�s picture was pasted in the middle of the collage. Everyone was gone. She now resided in her father�s old quarters on the far end of the base, and she lived there alone.

�I�ll find you guys, I promise. Gruumm won�t win,� she said through gritted teeth.

�Your brother used to do that,� a female voice said from behind her.

�Do what?� Tammi asked as she turned to face the source of the voice, Dr. Kat Manx.

�Talk to you and your father�s pictures. I think he felt the two of you could actually hear him.�

�That sounds like Brandon,� Tammi said with a sad grin. �After all he was a telepath.�

�Is, Tammi, he is a telepath. He�s just missing, not dead,� Kat said in an attempt to comfort her.

�If he is going through what I went through he might as well be dead. It�s too much work to try and survive that place,� the B-squad cadet stated just before her morpher chimed. �Tammi here, what do you need?�

�We�re in The Park, care to back us up?� Jack replied in a criticizing tone.

�Keep your uniform on, Landors, I�ll be there as soon as I can,� she said sharply.

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When she arrived at the scene her teammates were in pursuit of a Park vandal and car thief. Jack was currently locked in hand to hand combat with a figure in ratty jeans and a black hooded sweatshirt.

�All right, that�s it! You�re goin� down!� Jack yelled as he pulled out his morpher. �S.P.D. EMERG-�

�Landors! What the hell do you think you�re doing?� she yelled as she approached him. �It�s against regulations to morph when fighting a civilian criminal.�

�Guys,� Bridge said as he lightly tapped Jack on the shoulder.

�Since when?� Jack asked as he ignored Bridge.

�No cadet may escalate a fight with morphers or weapons unless the opponent does so first,� Sky chanted mechanically.

�Uh . . . guys,� Bridge repeated, but was once again ignored.

�Does it look like I had a choice? I was getting pounded out there. How else I am supposed to bring this guy in?� Jack asked frustratedly.

�Maybe you should let your teammates help you!� she yelled as she inched intimidatingly toward his face.

�Let them help? Or let you lead?� he asked as he also inched forward.

�I imagine either one would get the job done faster,� she stated coolly as she narrowed her eyes.

�GUYS!� Bridge finally yelled as loud as he could.

�WHAT!� The two shouted at bridge in unison.

�He�s getting away.�

They both turned to see Z, Sky, and Syd running after the perp.

�Shit, this is all your fault, DeSantos,� Jack said as he broke into a run.

�Yeah, all my fault. You had no part in the argument whatsoever!� she yelled after him sarcastically. �Come on Bridge, Let�s go.�

The two quickly followed the red ranger.

�Ranger squadron leader my ass,� Tammi mumbled to herself as she ran forward.

After a fifteen minute chase they caught up with their criminal, and a hand to hand battle ensued. The criminal�s fighting style was very familiar to Tammi, and it wasn�t long before it was her turn to fight the villain.

Whoever this was matched her move for move, and their fight gave her a very familiar feeling. The stranger moved to kick her in the stomach, but Tammi quickly grabbed his foot and flipped him on to his back. She quickly pinned his hands to the pavement. That was when the vandal�s hood fell off. Tammi was filled with the shock when the criminal turned out not to be a he, but a she instead. A she that Tammi knew all too well.

��chelle?� Tammi asked with wide eyes.

�Tammi! I didn�t recognize you . . . I thought you were . . . I mean you�re supposed to be...�

�Dead? Yeah I know, but lucky for you it didn�t work out that way,� she said as she let the girl up. �Now, why in the world were you stealing cars?�

�I wasn�t, wrong place wrong time, you know me,� she said as she shrugged her shoulders and ran a hand through her long raven black hair.

�Yeah, Michelle, that�s the problem,� Tammi said as she grabbed the underneath of the girl�s arm and dragged her along. �How about we go see your father about this, huh? I�m sure he�d love to hear this story.�

�No! Tammi, please, no! Put me in one of those flat little card thingies, anything! Just don�t tell my dad! You know how he gets! He�ll ship me off to S.P.D. or something!� Michelle whined.

�Hey, you can�t do that, we have to take her in!� Jack yelled as he followed her.

�Trust me Landors, this will be much worse,� Tammi said as she sped up her pace and pulled Michelle harder.

�Please, parents never punish their kids fairly,� Jack stated in a disgruntled tone.

�If you think that, then you�ve never met Tom Oliver,� Tammi said with a grin.


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