Kendall appreciated her friends showing up to her father's funeral. Even more, she appreciated that they didn't say anything negative. She knew her father deserved to hear it, but she didn't want to listen to all the bad things her friends and family wanted to say. She felt guilty enough letting him die. He didn't need any trash talk today.

She drove back home with Jeremy and Chase. It had been a long, trying day and she just wanted to head up to her room and forget all about it. She couldn't even bring herself to work, which usually could calm her down, cheer her up or do whatever she needed it to do. Even on her most frustrating days, work was a source of inner calm for her. She knew Jeremy and Chase were going to worry when she got out of the car and headed straight for her bedroom without a word, so she wasn't surprised when there was a knock at the door.

"Can I come in?" Chase asked, peeking his head through a small crack. Kendall sighed and nodded her head. She wanted to be alone, but the offer of company did seem appealing. He sat down next to her on the bed and let out a long breath. "Quite the day, huh?"

"I'm just glad it's over," she said. Chase nodded his head.

"On the bright side, you can finally move on from him, now. No more having to worry about him asking for money or whatever. He can't try to make you feel bad anymore."

Kendall didn't answer. Chase looked to her silently, trying to read the expression on her face. He knew all about the request for a kidney. He knew Kendall had turned her father down, which eventually led to his death. He had encouraged her not to sacrifice an organ for a man who couldn't be bothered to give his time.

"We're not even sure you wouldn't have been a perfect match," he told her. "Genetics can be funny that way, you know."

"I didn't even try."

"You didn't owe him anything."

"That's not... it's not the point, Chase. It was the wrong decision. I didn't act like a hero back then."

"Kendall..."

"I've tried morphing," Kendall stated. "Down in the lab, after G-Ma showed up and told me dad died. I tested my bond with the energem. They're supposed to bond with heroes, with do-gooders."

"Do-gooders?"

"As the purple Ranger, I'm supposed to do everything I can to save everyone, regardless of who they are. I failed to do that with dad for personal reasons and..."

"You've morphed since refusing him a kidney."

"But not since he died."

"You mean to tell me an energem that waited 65 million years to bond to you, specifically, had to wait until your father died to know you weren't the person it thought you were?" Chase asked with a funny look. "Alright, I get I'm not the leading expert on energems. That's your job. But, personally, I think if you really made the wrong choice there, that energem would have rejected you then and there. It did that with me, when I made fun of Shelby."

Kendall nodded her head. Chase did bring up a good point. She wasn't sure the full potential of the energems, but it seemed they were able to predict, in some sense, the future. They had, after all, waited many years and timed their discovery just right in order to be found by the right person.

"Besides, you didn't reject your father out of spite," Chase suggested. "You wanted to give him the kidney at first, remember?"

"Everyone talked me out of it."

"For good reason, Kendall. Between then and now, we've needed you in ways you couldn't have done if you had been laid up after surgery. I'll bet you still think you would have been back on your feet in a matter of days, but... not in any way that counts. By refusing to help your father, you've kept us all safe. You've protected Cammy, your parents, your brother. You were saving the whole world. The fact that your father happened to be a guy who didn't deserve a helping hand from you just makes this all the better in my eyes."

"I would have been helping someone who didn't deserve it."

"At the expense of millions of people who did," Chase nodded and smiled to see Kendall was getting the point. He took her hand, "Look, I can't begin to understand how this all feels for you. When my dad died, I was devastated, you know. But since I had a good relationship with him, that's kind of expected. What you and your dad had, it's complicated. And I get that the way you feel about losing him is probably pretty complicated too."

Kendall nodded her head. She was never good with emotions. She had never learned to express them, nor had she ever been particularly good at identifying her own. Hell, for the longest time, she had been sure she had no emotions; with no connections to anyone, and very little to live for, her feelings on certain matters didn't seem to hold much weight. Suddenly, she was thrust into a world with friends, with family and that brought on a whirlwind of emotions for her to figure out.

And right now, she seemed to be feeling them all at once, and without any friends who had the same experiences as her, she didn't know how to handle them. It meant the world to her that Chase was trying his best. It was all she could ask from him, and all that she could expect.

But right now, she really wished she had someone to talk to.

As if on cue, Cammy walked into Kendall's bedroom. She didn't knock, but she was carrying a little bouquet of flowers. Kendall could tell her little sister was coming in to cheer her up.

"I got you these," she said and put them on the bed before climbing up. "They're purple. Your favourite colour."

"Thank you, Cammy," Kendall smiled.

"Bella said you looked very sad at the funeral," Cammy said. "She thought you could use a little cheering up."

"Are they downstairs?"

"They're going to make you dinner," Cammy nodded. "They said if you wanted to talk, they were ready to listen."

"Thank you," Kendall said. Cammy shrugged her shoulders.

"I didn't say mean things about your dad. It was really hard."

"I know."

"When my dad dies, you can say mean things about him," Cammy told Kendall. Kendall looked to her little sister.

"You might be too sad to hear it."

Cammy shook her head first, then shrugged her shoulders. "I... I don't know, actually."

"It would be hard, right?" Chase said, intentionally prompting the conversation. "You're related to them, but you don't really know them all that much. It's got to be weird."

"Maybe I would be a little sad," Cammy stated and Chase knew to leave the conversation with them. Slowly and quietly he got off the bed to leave the girls to talk. Only they would understand each other. Cammy continued to speak as Chase left. "I do want to meet my dad one day. I would be sad if I couldn't."

"I guess I was always hoping for the same thing," Kendall said to Cammy. "I think deep down I thought dad would come around. He would try to make up for lost time."

"Yeah."

"I'm kind of glad I can put that thought to rest though," Kendall stated. "I mean, dad's let me down so many times... It's certain now that he can't do it again. I can move on."

"And I have Jon," Cammy smiled. "He's the only dad I need, for sure."

"But it's still weird, right?" Kendall asked. "If your dad died... it would feel weird?"

"I think it always feels weird," Cammy stated, to Kendall's surprise. "It felt weird when mom died. It would feel weird if Jon or Bella died. It felt weird when Keeper died."

"That's true."

"I don't think you're supposed to know what to do. Even if you are a grown up," Cammy said and Kendall nodded her head.

"I don't know what to do."

"Bella said when her mom died, she didn't know what to do."

"I guess that's normal," Kendall suggested. Cammy smiled.

"Yeah. You're luckier now, though."

"I'm luckier?"

"Yeah. Your dad died, but you don't have to find a new family again. You already have one," Cammy said with a bright smile. "So everything is already a little better, right?"

Kendall nodded her head, "I guess it is," she reached out to Cammy and pulled the little girl into her arms. "You're a smart kid, you know that?"

"I just wanted to make you feel better," Cammy smiled and looked up at her sister. "Did I do that?"

"You did."

"Yes!" Cammy threw her hands in the air and pulled free from Kendall. She jumped off the bed and raced out of Kendall's room. "Jeremy! I told you! I told you I could do it!"

Kendall shook her head and chuckled as she followed her sister out of her room. She made her way to the kitchen, where Jeremy was rolling his eyes at Cammy's teasing, her mother was getting a meal ready for everyone and her father and Chase were offering their help where possible.

Kendall hadn't said much at her father's funeral. A quick apology for not being able to spare him the kidney he needed and letting him know that in spite of everything, she would miss him. However, now, she knew exactly what to say.

"Thank you," she whispered just to herself. For without him, she never would have found this family.