A/N: Okay so I was thinking and this came to mind, I just hope it works out okay.

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Trent groaned as he emerged from the lab, why couldn't they understand that he had to keep the secret that Mesogog was his father, he was his father. He had to protect him somehow, besides he was worried that they would question his loyalty if they knew the truth. Which they were, he'll be the first power ranger ever to be kicked off a power ranger team, he just knew it.

He was about to leave through the front door when he heard banging in the kitchen, Mrs. O must be starting dinner. Either that, or the two year old got into the pots and pans again. He peered into the kitchen to see two year old Scotty Oliver seating up to the table with cheese and crackers while Mrs. O bustled around the kitchen.

"Oh hello Trent are you staying for dinner?" Mrs. O always asked the teens that, but Trent was the only one who always accepts the offer. Life at the Oliver's was hectic, They had two ten year olds, a five year old, a two year old and another on the way, yet Mrs. O didn't just have time to spend individually with the children but was always there to help any of the teens with their problems.

"I don't think your husband wants me to," Trent explained, "He's mad at me for not telling them that my dad is Mesogog."

Mrs. O nodded, "He's not mad," she stated simply, as if it was quite obvious."

"Not Mad!" Trent gasped, "If that isn't mad, I don't want to see him mad."

"He's scared," Mrs. O continued.

Trent pulled up a bar stool so that he could talk to his teacher's wife while she chopped vegetables up, "Scared?"

Mrs. O nodded her head, "He's afraid history is about to repeat itself. You see there once was a ranger who had a love one..." she paused for a second, "That he wanted to protect more than everything, to the point that he lied and disobeyed orders from his mentor. Despite his best efforts she still came to harm." She looked as if her mind was in some far off place, "He's never truly forgiven himself."

Trent was interested, after all this was his legacy, "What happened?"

Mrs. O shook her head, revealing that she couldn't tell him anything else without consent from the ranger involved.

Trent got up to leave, "That's okay, I guess, I don't have to know."

"Reverse psychology doesn't work on me," Mrs. Oliver stated, "I have a master degree in psychology, if you want to know about what happened go ask Tommy."

Trent snorted, "I don't think Dr. O wants to tell me a bedtime story."

"You can always check out the video documentary, just look for 'the letter'.

"You wouldn't tell me about it but you tell me how to find out more?" Trent couldn't understand what she was thinking.

There was footsteps behind him causing him to turn around, the rest of the team had arrived.

"I thought you left," Kira stated.

Trent shrugged, "I was talking to Mrs. O," he said.

"He was upset about the fact you were thinking about making him hand in his morpher. So I told him that you would never kick him off the team, not if you don't want a certain incident to become common power ranger knowledge," Mrs. O said, arching her eyebrow at him.

Tommy quickly turned to Trent, "what did she tell you," he demanded grabbing his shoulders.

"Only that a ranger lied and disobeyed orders to keep his loved ones safe," Trent said nervously.

"She didn't mention any names did she," Tommy asked.

"Only that the whole incident is called the letter incident," Trent squeaked out, he had never seen Dr. O like this before. His eyes were flashing green, flickering uncontrollably. His face was distorted in a way that Trent had never seen. For the first time Trent understood the difference from being afraid and terrified. Dr. Tommy Oliver was terrified.

"What's the letter incident?" Conner asked.

Tommy rubbed his head, "it's a long story," he said, dragging out the word long to indicate how long it really was, and hopefully dissuade them.

"I don't have anything going on," Kira announced, Ethan and Conner agreeing.

"Dad doesn't like me around the house, he's worried Mesogog might attack me," Trent stated, "I've been staying at the cafe."

Mrs. O shook her head, "Not anymore young man, you will stay here."

"So what's this letter about?" Conner demanded.

Mrs. O laughed, "Somebody forged a dear John letter from me to Tommy. When our teammates found out who wrote it, they were furious."

"Who wrote it," Conner asked eagerly.

"It wasn't me," Mrs. O insisted.

"Then who was it?" Ethan demanded.

"You have to understand the story surrounding the letter before I tell you who it was," Tommy insisted, "Don't want to make the person involve look bad."

"Okay what is it?"

"It started Christmas..." a loud noise interrupted Tommy, as a five year old girl ran into the kitchen, crying, "Andrea!"

"I didn't know!" She cried.

A ten year old boy and girl run into the room, "Mom, Andrea ate the candy we were taking for teacher appreciation Day." The girl said.

"Yeah," the boy added, "and smudged my painting."

"Kim, your turn, I never had siblings," Tommy offered.

His wife rolled her eyes, "I only had a half brother that I didn't live with."

"Yes, but you had Aisha."

Kim groaned, Aisha, she had been the one who had pointed things out to her, and had been the most mad when the truth had been revealed.

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A/N: Here you go a new story tell me what you think. Who do you think wrote the letter please review