Fic: An Unexpected Mission Chapter 2 pt. 2 (Power Rangers)

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 Title: An Unexpected Mission
Authors: rivulet027and moonlite_n_rose
Fandom: Power Rangers with an AU ending for the Operation Overdrive Team-up.
Pairings: Eventual slash and het
Rating: Pg-15
Summery: The Once A Ranger vets team continue in Angel Grove with a new set of villains. Wherein Adam gains a team, gets a girl, a couple of tattoos and might just lose his sanity in the process.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Power Rangers, neither does MnR. We’re just playing in their toy box and we promise to put everyone away when we’re finished.
A/N: This story is originally being written in role playing format. All updates will first be posted here http://pr-stories.escape-from-reality.net/ and then added elsewhere. 
A/N2: Chapter 2 is to big to post in one sitting so there will be two parts.

Dustin slide Adam's omelet onto a plate, handed it to him, grabbed the sugar and set it near the coffee along with a mug for Bridge before he began on Tori's breakfast.

 

"Hey T, did you want waffles or pancakes?"

 

As Bridge began to make himself a cup of coffee…how much sugar had Jack added? A few spoonfuls at least…he felt not only the medicine kick in, but also realized that he wasn't sensing Tori. He sighed in relief, that was a bit better and once they got into that larger house he was sure he could rebuild the mental shields he'd somehow lost his hold on.

 

"Waffles," Tori replied as she put some honey in her tea.

 

Yup, Dustin decided, he definitely wanted pancakes.

 

"And I want fluffy eggs this time," she said taking a sip of her steaming tea. "So what are we doing about living arrangements? I mean Dustin and I could stay in Blue Bay and ninja streak in if we had too, but we should probably try to all stay in town."

Adam explained to her about the house situation.

 

"T, you like have to look at this house, it's like so cool," Dustin said as he began on her eggs. Fluffy, check, he could so do fluffy.

 

Bridge snagged a seat at the table with his coffee and polished off his toast.

 

"So that's taken care of, but speaking of ninja streaking, I wonder, when I talk to Billy, I'll have to see if he can tap into the morphing grid and work out some sort of teleportation method for us, it'll be easier to get to battles that way, that's what we did back in…" Adam trailed off, he'd been about to say, 'back in my day'. "Wow I just made myself feel old," Adam muttered.

 

"Dude, you're like only in your like um thirties right? That's like so not old," Dustin tried as he started more toast for Bridge.

 

Adam's face fell and he sat down at the table and buried his head into his arms. "I'm not even thirty yet," he mumbled.

Tori shot Dustin a look, he couldn't make their leader depressed. "Fix it," she hissed urgently.

 

Crap, Dustin thought as he cringed. T was gonna hit him and dude she hit hard. "Um sorry dude," he tried. He quickly slid Tori's food onto her plate when he caught the look that response had given him. "Look, I'm like a total airhead and um well I just assumed cause well Dr. O is like so in his thirties cause I like know Hayley's in her thirties and we like so went to her birthday party. I even like made the cake dude! So I like um know you two were like rangers together so me being like the total like um not making sense right now dude that I am I just assumed so like you're not old and please don't let Tori kill me. Please! Dude?"

 

Adam lifted his head up.

 

"Tommy's thirty… Haley's 33, I'm a year younger than Tommy and Jason…" he said trying not to chuckle at Dustin's mild freak out over the fact he called him old. "I can't stop Tori from killing you man… sorry," he said with a sneaky grin, a little payback.

"Yeah, he can't stop me," Tori said smacking Dustin in the arm. "So there."

 

"But Dude," he pouted at both of them, "I like made you breakfast." With that he stuck out his tongue at Tori and went to make himself a plate.

 

"Real mature there Waldo," Tori retorted, grabbing her plate and sitting down at the table.

 

She hadn't just...had she? She wouldn't, but she had...

"Waldo?" Adam asked in surprise, "You're name is Waldo, man?"

 

"Duuude," he complained, "Tor, that was low." He flopped down at the table, "This is why girls are superior, they just win every time and even if you acknowledge that they'll win...they pull underhanded things like telling everyone that your mom went and named you Waldo."

 

"And don't you forget it," Tori said with a grin. "By the way… great breakfast," she said in a conciliatory gesture.

 

Adam laughed and patted Dustin on the shoulder, "Girls, especially ranger girls, are never, ever to be messed with; even the pinks have a tendency to bite."

 

Dustin brightened, "So dude, is like Bridge your real name?"

 

Bridge blinked, "Yes, I think so."

 

Dustin groaned and went back to breakfast.

 

At that moment, Kira dragged her feet into the kitchen.

 

"Coffee," she mumbled, her hair going every which way. She was 'not' a morning person.

 

Dustin spun out of his chair and grabbed her a cup of coffee, remembering the way she liked it from the last time he'd hung out with her and the rest of her old team. He shoved it into her hands and asked, "Pancakes or waffles, sausage or bacon, and how do you like your eggs?"

 

Xander smelled food. He groaned and turned back over. The world wasn't ending, and he wasn't getting up…wait did someone say sausage? He blinked blearily and padded into the kitchen. He blinked at everyone and yawned.

 

Bridge slipped from the room, too many people. Thankfully his headache was gone, but he wasn't going to chance it. He moved into a handstand and closed his eyes, concentrating on his mental shields and rebuilding walls. When this was done, he told himself, he’d start thinking of a way to get home.

 

Kira just stared at Dustin, her brain slowly processing what he was asking her. It wasn't until Bridge slipped past her that she yawned.

 

"Bacon… eggs over easy," she mumbled taking the coffee. "Thanks…" she sat down in Bridge's vacated spot, took a sip of her coffee and then rested her head on her arms on the table, "Couch is lumpy…"

"That's for sure," Tori said, leaning over and rubbing Kira's back.

"Hey, I was gonna offer you girls my bed, but you were out cold not even ten minutes after we got back," Adam told them as he finished up his coffee. He didn't take offense because it was true; his couch was lumpy as all get out, only Rocky liked to sleep on that thing.

"Not complaining," Kira muttered in return.

 

Xander stared blankly as Dustin asked him the same question he’d asked Kira.

 

“Dude, your worse than Kira…not that you aren’t perfect Kira because you are…it’s just he is so less awake then you,” Dustin said as he went to cook them both breakfast.

 

Xander flopped into the nearest chair and stared straight ahead. He blinked, then he yawned again. Then he registered what Kira had said. “I’ll complain,” he volunteered before he rested his head in his arms, waiting for breakfast to magically appear.

 

"You can't complain… you slept on the floor," Kira muttered in Xander's direction. "As for you Dustin… shadup," she grouched at him.

“And with someone,” Xander reminded, “So I’m sure my night went decidedly better than yours.”

 

If looks could kill, Xander would be six feet under, but as Kira was about to reply, Dustin had set the plates down in front of them.

 

"Saved by breakfast," Kira grumbled before tucking into her breakfast.

"Kira, drink your coffee, and wake up," Adam chided gently. The last thing he wanted was a ranger throw down in his kitchen at way too early in the morning.

"I am awake," she said raising her head up and taking another sip of her coffee. "What are we…"

"It's been taken care of," Tori cut her off, explaining to her and Xander about the house Mr. Hartford had bestowed upon them. "Just drink your coffee and try not to bite anybody's head off," she told her.

"I'll give it back to them later," Kira retorted as she obeyed Adam and Tori and drank her coffee.

 

Xander lifted his head for the first time, “A house? You mean I won’t have to go to Rootcore and research teleporting spells?”

 

“Nope Dude,” Dustin said as he leaned on the table, “Anyone want seconds?”

 

“Not yet, Kira might though…” Xander muttered as he gave his teammate a mild glare for her earlier comments.

 

Adam raised an eyebrow at Xander. "Since you didn't HAVE a female yellow, let me give you a bit of advice, they will chew you up and spit you out into tiny little pieces if you piss them off, so… I wouldn't," he advised.

 

“This is why I’ll stick with having male yellows around” Xander decided sleepily as he wrapped his arms around Dustin and pulled him into his lap.

 

Dustin squawked in protest before he declared, “Hands!” He easily moved away from the younger man and told him, “Okay, obviously dude this team needs some rules…so here’s one…no flirting from Xander unless he’s awake. Okay, dude?” Dustin backed away and when he was sure it was safe, he made himself a fresh plate.

 

"Well you're stuck with a female yellow, so deal with it," Kira snapped at him, until she realized it was fruitless, he was still practically asleep. "Men!" She huffed and went back to her food.

 

Dustin spun around and glared at Xander, “Don’t upset my fellow yellow or you won’t get seconds!”

 

Xander blinked and shrugged, then noticed his breakfast, “Oh, food. I love food.”

 

Adam sighed quietly, he was going to be insane before long he just knew it. "I wonder if this is what happened to Tommy," he said quietly to himself. "Driven crazy by kids…"

"Hey!" Kira exclaimed.

"Hey!" Tori's exclamation soon followed

 

“Dude!” Dustin protested.

 

“Huh?” Xander asked as he finished his breakfast, "Can I have more?"

 

"If you tell Kira you’re sorry for pissing her off," Dustin frowned.

 

Xander blinked at his empty plate, then looked up at Kira. He took in her hair, the not a morning person look on her face and wet his lips, "Obviously I'm an idiot for not waking up quickly enough. Upsetting someone as beautiful as you isn't on my agenda and I am truly sorry."

 

He turned to look at Dustin expectantly. Dustin shrugged, "It's totally up to Kira dude."

 

Xander was about to give his best pleading look when Bridge bounced up to the door of the kitchen, not really aware that he was still bouncing up and down, “I figured it out! I’ll card myself. I can easily build the device to send myself home, it’ll take awhile and finding parts, but that shouldn’t be a problem, unless 2007 parts are completely incompatible with what I have in mind, but I’m hoping at the moment that that they won’t be. So barring that setback I can easily send myself home, except that it would be difficult to send myself home. So I make the signal, the me, that I’m sending smaller by carding myself. It’d just be simpler and more basic and require less energy, unless I’m wrong in my calculations and I could be because I have written it out yet or worked on a computer program and I hope computers here are advanced enough to run the simulations that I’ll need to run to test my theory. If not, I did bring my lap top with me and my theory should work providing that Sky uncards me when I get home. Or maybe it would be Z or Syd or hey maybe Jack will have come back and he’ll uncard me, either way my plan hinges’ on them not leaving me in the card. You don’t think they’d leave me carded do you? I hope not, I can’t imagine it’d be fun to be in a card. We once had to card a whole team of ra…can’t tell that story, but don’t worry I won’t send myself home until we’re done with this mission.”

 

Whatever reply Adam had in mind for everyone's protests to his statement died in the back of his throat as he listened to Bridge babble. Had he even paused to breathe, he wondered to himself. "Wow," Adam commented as he attempted to break down what Bridge had actually said.

Kira stared at him, she recognized a coffee high when she saw one; Ethan was the same way. "You. Coffee. Bad. No," she scolded, shaking a finger at him.

"Dang, I thought Dustin could babble, he's got nothing on you," Tori said in awe.

 

“Don’t look at me I so didn’t get any of that,” Dustin told her.

 

“Food?” Xander asked.

 

A compliant Dustin just made him another plate all the while throwing sideways glances at Bridge who had tilted his head as he looked at Kira. Then Bridge opened his mouth, “You sound like Sky. He said coffee was bad for me too, that I rambled too much, but I’m not sure I see that. I don’t ramble. I make valid points, I just tend to make points that no one else sees or go about pointing out my valid points in a round about way that no one understands. Or maybe I am rambling. I guess I could be rambling, but I don’t see how. My points make sense to me. Oh and Boom they make sense to Boom and a lot of times Kat and I really don’t see how this has anything to do with coffee so I….”

 

Bridge’s voice became muffled. After Dustin set a second plate of food in front of Xander, he wandered up to Bridge and placed a hand over his mouth, “Dude slow down. I am actually at a point where I understand about every other word out of Cam’s mouth and I like get that I’m an airhead, but you are making like no sense at like all.”

 

Kira nodded and stood up, walking over to him so she could look him in the eyes. "You ARE rambling. Valid points or not, you are talking a hundred miles an hour and no one can understand you. So yes… no more coffee for you, got it?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.

Adam sighed. He was tired; he really didn't want to deal with this and now, on top of a half-asleep Xander and a grumpy Kira, he had a hyped up Bridge. "Sooo not good," he said resting his head in his hands, his elbows propped up on the table.

"It'll be okay Adam," Tori said sympathetically.

"I hope so…" Adam groaned.

 

Bridge’s eyes glazed, he barely heard Kira, instead focused on the feelings he was getting from his contact with Dustin. Happiness was Dustin’s signature, an optimism, but there was uncertainty and worry hidden in its depths. He saw Dustin’s worry for his friends, his…Bridge jerked away gasping, “Dude, like don’t touch me!”

 

He shook his head, then blinked at Kira, “Like sorry. I’m going to like go think about sending myself home!”

 

Bridge stumbled away from them shakily before he took a calming breath and collapsed near the wall. He’d go into a handstand in a moment; he needed to find his own headspace, again. How had he missed Dustin about to touch him? Maybe Kira and Sky were right and coffee was bad for him.

 

“Um, did um he just sound like me?” Dustin asked as he turned towards Tori looking for an explanation. If anyone would know what he’d just done wrong it would be T.

 

"What the hell was that?" Kira demanded, looking over towards Tori and Adam.

Adam's head popped up at Bridge's imitation of Dustin and realized exactly what happened. He watched Bridge for a moment to make sure he was alright, or at least as alright as someone with his ability could be after getting a sensory overload. He looked up Kira and Dustin, who were looking at them expectantly.

 

"You want to handle Dustin?" He asked Tori, "I'll explain things to Kira."

Tori nodded. "I've got Dustin," she said grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the patio.

Adam sighed, "Sit down, I'll explain," he told Kira, motioning to her seat. He then began to explain to her what Bridge's abilities were, and why the rest of the team had to be careful not to touch him unless he said it was alright, as well as the basics of grounding, centering, and shielding.

 

Xander honestly tried to pay attention to what Adam was saying, but he kept zoning out. He stared down at his empty plate and groaned, "I'm going back to sleep, can you explain this to me again at a more decent time?

 

Adam sighed again, why did he have the feeling he was going to age at last ten years by the time this mission was over? "Go back to bed man… we'll catch you up later."

 

Xander nodded, he attempted to give Kira a smile, "And I am sorry if I upset you."

 

Kira sighed. "I'm sorry I snapped at you," she called back to him as he headed to his blanket.

 

Xander nodded and with that he found his way back to that nice green blanket and with his stomach full fell asleep quickly.

 

Adam looked at Kira. "Don't worry, things will get better once we get into the house," he said reassuringly. "Come on… help me clean up," he said getting up and taking the plates to the sink.

"Okay," she followed with the glasses and then grabbed the now cooled off cooking pans and stood next to Adam, rinsing as he washed.