"Secret"
Summary: Kimberly did not want to return to Angel Grove, ever, but a call for help by one of her most beloved friends sends her back. Tommy, her one and only love, looked anything other than pleased to see her. Kimberly and Tommy both face emotional dilemmas when she finally reveals the truth behind 'the letter'.

Tommy and Kim are around 27 years old.

Note - I'm not new to writing stories and I take it seriously. This will be the shortest chapter I probably ever write and I'm only putting it out there as means of setting up for what is to come. I'm not sure how often I'll update, but hopefully readers will be receptive to me and my story. Happy reading and please review!!

Prologue

Stepping off the two hour flight from Colorado, her layover for nearly three hours after flying from New York, Kimberly Hart looked an utter mess. Her normally tamed, brown locks were heaved up on a messy ponytail, barely any hair really staying in place. Aside from day-old mascara, the girl's face was make-up free, completely donning everything natural about her. Though still beautiful, her youth had long since gone, leaving behind heavy bags and sagging cheeks on her porcelain skin.

"Hey!"

The friendly voice made Kimberly smile, a rarity over the past several years. Jason Scott, one of her closest friends and a former ranger, smiled as he beckoned her over. Before Kimberly even got a chance to speak, the man pulled her into a fierce bear hug.

"Whoa?" she breathed, smiling into his shoulder.

"I've missed you, Kim. How are you?" he asked, now pushing her back at an arm's length, staring intently into her guarded eyes.

Smiling sweetly, she said, "I'm doing alright. I'm um...I just want to see him."

Jason didn't need to be told twice. Grabbing her light bag and throwing it casually over his shoulder, the two walked out, his other arm draped over her petite frame, reaching his red jeep in the parking lot.

The ride felt awkward for them both given neither really knew what to say. Well, she did, but refused to do it. She would have had to talk about what happened all those years ago, something which still plagued her every thought. Jason knew, surprisingly, but neither of them brought it up strictly because it risked everyone else finding out. Though she knew she'd have to be honest with friends in order to gain their trust back, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Shame. The shame kept her from admitting what she really wanted.

"So..."

Kimberly rolled her eyes at Jason's bad attempt to get her to speak. Jason, a relatively quiet guy, rarely did know what to say in this sort of situation. What could the guy do? He was driving the girl who broke his best friend's heart, for reasons still unbeknownst to any of them save him, to see her old friends who barely knew her anymore. Jason only knew about it because of an encounter long ago, one in which he had saved her from death. She had made him promise that night to never tell anyone, especially Tommy, what he now knew. And he never did.

"We'll be there soon. Do you have any idea of what you're going to say—"

"Jason I'm only here because of a silly pact we made when we were younger," she interjected sharply, "and I have no intention of staying longer than need be. He is sick and wanted me here, so I'm here. Once he is better, I'm gone. End of story."

Again, silence was welcomed in the car.