Note: Unfortunately I don't own Power Rangers, Power Rangers RPM, or the characters featured within this story. If only.. :(

Note Two: Chapter three! This is just a quick scene-set/palette-cleanser for the future since the first two chapters took place on the same day that the Rangers went their separate ways ^^

Note Three: After finishing this chapter, I just thought I'd add that this was a late night ramble - it's not as thought out as the others, but I like :)

Normally, upon awaking, there'd be a slight murmur of noise.

Whether it be the buzz of the blender as Flynn made each of the team a fruit smoothie to go with breakfast or an added hum from the dome as it dealt with extra toxins in the wasteland air, there was always a sound there.

This morning, however, there was nothing.

There was no buzz of the blender, no hum from the dome, and even no sounds that would indicate anyone hanging around in the Garage.

There was just silence - and it was pretty eerie, especially to Doctor K.

For her whole life there'd always been noise around her, ranging from the voices outside her Alphabet Soup confinement room to attacks instigated by Venjix. The noise that surrounded her had become the norm, to such an extent that working through the nights actually helped to keep her calm via the constant tapping of the keyboard, buzzing of electronics, and the Rangers waking and wandering the Garage in the night.

But, this morning, all the sounds were gone.

Doctor K had actually gone to bed and slept last night, the first time she had actually done so since Gem and Gemma had returned - and that was the first time since the night before she planned to escape captivity with the now-called Boom Twins, before…

Lying in the middle of her bed, covers pulled up to the bottom of her neck and hands entwined on her stomach, the teenage genius violently shook her head to rid of the thoughts of that day. The day the earth began to fall.

This was one reason she didn't sleep, the fact that it would mean that that fateful day would keep running through her mind.

However, with a deep sigh, it was all pushed from her mind as another question arose: 'Is this peace?'.

In her life, the young woman had never known peace. She'd been thrust into a government think tank, used for her intelligence, and then spent every waking moment trying to stop an entity she'd created from destroying the last of humanity and the world.

She believed this, now, was peace - what she'd heard people on the street wish for when she went on a birthday trek with Ziggy - since Venjix was finally eradicated.

Letting out a sigh of relief at that fact, the Doctor suddenly became very anxious. Having only known war, and having become accustomed to it, she was leaving behind all she knew and heading into a world unknown.

Frightened beyond her wildest dreams she snuggled further into the covers. She could seek solace here for now.

And as the warmth of the covers cascaded over her, helped by the morning sun peering through the blinds, the female remembered the school that Ziggy and herself were to start-up.

The school would require planning. Planning would mean work. Work meant time at her work station, in her lab. Time at her work station was what she knew. Being what she knew, it meant safety.

There wasn't any need to hurt herself by thrusting herself straight into society, into the world.

Coming to terms with this, another swathe of relief flooded over Doctor K, although she wasn't completely satisfied for, while some familiarities would remain, it is still a whole new beginning.

Most of all, in this current moment in time, she felt alone.

After their takeaway meal last night, which they ate in blissful silence and then sat together in the same manner, Ziggy had cajoled his companion into actually going to bed and sleeping. He'd headed off himself before she did, not wanting to wait around and distress her more than the thought of sleeping might already be doing.

The Doctor had wanted to head off herself, but instead stayed up pacing around her lab until the earlier hours. There was always something that had to be done during the nights, but now with the threat of annihilation gone nothing did have to be done during the dark hours and she knew it.

Instead she began to pine for Ziggy.

At first the young woman was utterly perplexed at her emotional state. Being a completely new feeling to her, she simply just tried to push it to the back of her mind and forget about it.

However, after an hour of multiple unsuccessful attempts, she gave up and decided to face it head-on - she was alone, after all, so what would it matter if anything went wrong?

Sitting down at her desk, Doctor K looked up and began to stare right at the spot where Ziggy had his somewhat, well, unsuccessful first teleportation test. A warm smile had graced her lips as she remembered the occurrence.

Feeling the smile form, she stood up with a start and became aware the feelings that had been confusing her for the most part of the night - the fact that she had been lonely.

She'd learnt the meaning of being lonely from Summer, when the slightly older woman had discussed Dillon with her early in their days as Ranger Series Operators, but never really thought she'd experience it herself. But, with the warmth and comfort she felt around Ziggy, along with all of the other new and unique emotions she was beginning to feel, it shouldn't come as a surprise

Speaking of Ziggy, it was him that she wanted with her. It wasn't a case of anyone walking in the room would instantly cure her loneliness - Doctor K specifically wanted to be with Ziggy.

In this new beginning she still had the newfound warmth that her gave her, along with his comedic repertoire - something that used to be an annoyance but was now a joy.

Running out of the lab, through the kitchen and garage, and up the steps to the Ranger rooms, the Doctor was intent on barging into Ziggy's room to be in his presence. She had a second thought before doing so, however, thinking that he needed his rest after such a demanding final battle with Venjix in case anything arose tomorrow.

So, she took the next door down and hopped into the bed.

Knowing the beds were both against the same wall and thus they were close, the teen was able to fall asleep quickly in what felt like a cocoon of comfort.

Remembering the fact that Ziggy was just through the wall, the Doctor felt comforted once again - enough to remove the covers and lay with a knee in the air, her hands clasped behind her head.

The silence was part and parcel for keeping her in bed currently, for the slight noises were what had helped them arise in the mornings. Well, those that slept that is.

For some blissful minutes she lay in bed, contemplating nothing. Something had to break the tranquillity, so she decided it should be herself;

"Good morning, I believe that it may be worth considering some breakfast based on the current time"

"AHHHHH!" was the response received from the other side of the wall, followed by a thump.

Ziggy had been awake, (the silence leaving him in the same state as the Doctor), and a surprising sound coming from behind him, where only a wall should be, had definitely frightened him out of bed.

"DOC! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?! Wha- wait, where are you? Are you in Dillon's room? Why are you in there?!"

"The room I am currently occupying is not Dillon's seen as he has vacated the Garage. It is a free room"

A brief moment of silence followed as Ziggy tried to work out why he could hear the Doctor so clearly. After a few seconds he found it - "Hey Doc, why's there a hole in my wall?"

"For communication purposes. Also, it is not your wall it's mine. I have commandeered this room"

"It's my wall, it's in my room!"

"I own this whole building"

"Fair do's"

A few moments of quiet followed, before voices could be heard again. This time, it was Ziggy who spoke first.

"I'm confused, just - why the hole?"

"Breakfast isn't confusing?"

"S'pose, let me shower"