Tommy was running through the thick forest around his house when he heard a scream. A scream that he knew all to well, Kimberly. He rushed over to the sound, finally spotting a crumpled pink heap in the middle of a large clearing, a shadowy figure looming over it menacingly.

"Leave her alone!" Tommy shouted, slipping into the role of the leader of the power rangers as easily as one might slip into an old jacket.

"Why do you care?" the shadowy figure asked with a low hiss, "You don't love her."

"Yes I do," Tommy insisted, "I will gladly die for her, and you know it."

"You'll die for her, you claim that you love her, that you'll die for her, but where were you when this happened," The shadowy figure asked, pointing to the limp form.

"I didn't know it was happening," Tommy insisted, "Not until she screamed."

"Then why did you let her go alone?" the shadowy figure demanded, "And why did you leave her there defenceless."

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Tommy snarled.

"Don't you Thomas?" the shadowy figure asked, before coming closer and changing form until he was face to face with his wife's ex husband, who sneered at him, "She sent the letter under my instruction, she told me that you wouldn't believe it, that you'll come to ask her about it, but you never did. She hoped so much that you would notice that the letter wasn't something that she would write on her own free will and you would come and rescue her. How upset she was when she found out that you had moved on so quickly. Obviously you didn't love her as much as you claim, or she thought."

"That..." Tommy began, he wanted to yell something to this nightmare of a guy, but he couldn't, after all, this man was right, if he had gone to Florida after he had received the letter the past few months wouldn't have been the nightmare it had been to keep his family safe.

How could he argue with this man when he was a hundred percent correct. Like it or not he was a failure.

Something wrapped around his chest and squeezed, causing a sob to escape his mouth as he fell to the ground, he was the greatest power ranger ever and he couldn't even keep the love of his life safe.

...

Tommy woke up with a gasp, realizing that he was still crying, carefully he wiped the tears from his eyes and turned to check to make sure his wife hadn't woke up to find him crying, the last thing he needed was for her to know about his dream. She was up half the night anyway dealing with nightmares from their three young children.

Luckily she was oblivious to the world sound asleep without a care in the world. The way he should be. She, and the kids, were safe now, he should be looking forward to being a normal family without having to look over his shoulders constantly, but instead he was worried about what would happen when Kim realized, what he just realized. This was all his fault.

Oh he knew for a while that it was his fault that Kim had got trapped in an abusive situation for ten whole years before finally being able to break free, but keeping her and the girls safe had been more important. Now that they were safe however, he couldn't ignore the fact that the whole thing was his fault.

He had had ample opportunities to prevent it from happening. If he had fought harder he could have destroy Goldar before he told Luke Kim's Secret. If he had called more often, written her more often, while she was in Florida, Kim would have told him what was going on. If only he had teleported to Florida when he had first got the letter instead of running up to the ski resort.

He sighed and swung his legs out from the bed, getting up with a sigh wondering why in the world Kim would be with him if she knew that he was the one responsible for everything, the heartache, the bruises and fear, the late nights calming nightmares, all of that could have never happened if he had just fought for her. He had fought Rita and Zedd for her time and again. Why hadn't he fought for her then?

He carefully closed the bedroom door behind him as he crept pass the girls bedrooms, not really surprised when he nearly stepped on Ellie, who was asleep in the middle of the hallway, since they had got back from Germany the three year old had developed a habit of sleep walking. They had talked to Dana about it and she said that she will most likely out grow it and the best thing to do was make sure that the house was locked up and to not wake her up while she is sleep walking.

He bent down and carried the little girl back into her room, where he tucked her in tightly in her bed to hopefully deter any more late night wondering. Before he left he bent down and pressed a kiss on her forehead, smiling as he smoothed a strand of hair out of her face. When she had first arrived in California with her mother and sisters her hair had been as blonde as her older sister's, but now it had darkened into the same beautiful Caramel color as her mother's, paired with the striking blue eyes, Tommy was sure that she would be a heart breaker when she grows up.

He smoothed the blankets and let out a sigh, would the children still like him if they knew the truth, that he was to blame.

Oh, he knew that Zordon and Jason blamed themselves, but to be honest he was pretty sure that if they stopped to think about it they would realize that it was in fact his fault.

He stumbled downstairs... tripping over his own two feet a couple of times before making it to the study, the only way for him to make up to Kim was to make sure that she and the girls never got hurt again, he thought as he opened the secret door to the lab.