Authors Note: I'm sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up. I've had a really hectic last few weeks. P.S. Try to avoid going to Funerals, they're a real downer.

Authors Note 2: The experiences I've had recently have somewhat influenced my writing of this chapter. So if it's a little dark and depressing, I apologize.

Breaking Ground : The Cure for Apathy

"It is as I feared. The regeneration of Khyla's powers was not by accident or coincidence, it was acutely timed. And Grumm knew it. This can only mean that the universe's worst fears have materialized. Grumm is going to brainwash her and use her as a weapon against us, and with her amount of training and power along with Grumm's total takeover of her mind, she will be nearly invincible, making the destruction of not only earth, but the rest of the Universe imminent." Everything stopped, nothing moved, and no one seemed to breathe.

"Imminent?" Jack finally managed to choke out. "As in, there's no way in hell we can stop it imminent?"

"Yes Cadet Landors, that imminent." Sky's eyes were wide, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. His hands were dangling at his side. Jack looked at Sky worriedly, wondering if he was going to collapse.

"Sir, what are we going to do about it? Sky said that Khyla only has four days until they can complete the procedure. We have to go on a reconnaissance mission immediately!"

"No. We must plan this effectively."

"But sir…" Kat interrupted.

"We must plan this effectively." Cruger said with finality. Sky snapped out of his trance. His features changed from blank and emotionless to one where he looked mad enough to spit bricks. He couldn't believe that Cruger was postponing this for planning purposes. His most valued charge was gone, in the hands of one of the most evil men in the universe, and was in danger of becoming his newest and most lethal weapon; something had to be done.

"Sir," Sky started, trying as hard as possible to remain calm. "I know that you've already lost the A-Squad because you sent them out on a mission against Grumm, but this is serious. By not going to get her, you're not only deserting her and leaving her in danger, but you're handing Grumm the greatest weapon anyone could ever possess. Sir, by not letting us go up there, you're putting us in more danger than you would be by letting us go." Cruger paused, letting the gravity of Sky's words sink in, and for a moment, Jack thought he had succeeded.

"Cadet Tate, Your use of emotive language is impressive, and I understand your position and your concern for Miss Gabrey, but we have no idea what we're up against. I cannot allow you to go in there blindly. We will plan and execute as I see fit." And Sky lost it.

He lunged for Cruger; his yells were incoherent and extremely loud. Jack jumped in front of him and held him back from doing something he would later regret. Kat jumped in to help as Cruger moved backwards into the Command Deck. He pushed a button on the intercom that connected him with the hospital wing.

"This is Commander Cruger" He barked into the receiver "Bring a sedative down to the command deck immediately!"

"Yes sir!" Jack was in the middle of desperately trying to hold Sky back. He made a last ditch effort and pushed him against the wall. Kat was trying to talk to him and calm him down desperately. Moments later the Infirmary Cadet came sprinting down the hall carrying a syringe full of sedative.

"What happened?" He asked breathlessly.

"Don't ask questions, just give him the sedative!" Cruger yelled. Startled, the Cadet rushed over to Kat, who at this point was helping Jack hold Sky and handed her the syringe. Kat grabbed his arm and stuck him with the sedative as quickly, but painlessly, as she could. As the sedative flowed through his veins and took its full effect, Sky relaxed and fell against the wall. His facial expression changed from blind rage to helpless realization. He began to slide down the wall as his strength left him, his blue eyes clouding over as a single tear slid down his cheek.

New emotions came over Jack as he watched his team mate go from one side of the spectrum to the other in a matter of seconds. As the leader of the team, he felt responsible for everything. Khyla's kidnapping, their inability to find her, and now Sky's complete and total break down. He felt helpless to the situation, and hopeless in regard of rescuing Khyla. Sky was right, Jack knew it, the team knew it and deep down Cruger knew it too.

Everything was silent as Sky's eyes fell closed and he slumped on to the floor. Kat was still breathing hard from helping Jack hold Sky, the empty syringe still in her hand. All eyes were on the unconscious young man on the floor. The infirmary cadet had left and headed back to the infirmary to keep up with his usual duties. Cruger had returned from the interior of the Command Deck and stood just outside the doorway, eyeing his best cadet with mixed emotions. Jack was the first to break the silence. He turned to the commander and took a deep breath.

"Sir, I apologize for…" Cruger held up his hand to silence Jack.

"Cadet Landors, emotions are a very powerful thing. Love being the most powerful of all. I understand Cadet Tate's behavior entirely, and sympathize with his predicament. I lost someone I loved once too, and that desperation to get them back is not at all foreign to me."

"Yes sir." Jack responded.

"I'll send for more infirmary cadets to bring a stretcher to carry Cadet Tate back to the infirmary. When he wakes up, we will begin to discuss and plan the possibility of a reconnaissance mission. Until then I suggest you get some sleep. You look like you need it."

"Yes sir." Cruger put a reassuring hand on Jacks shoulder, and gave him a nod before turning to return to his chambers. Moments later, two disheveled infirmary cadets, who had apparently been dragged out of bed to complete this unruly task, appeared carrying a white stretcher on which to put the unconscious Sky. Jack watched them handle him, glancing at him worriedly all the while. When they had succeeded in getting him positioned properly on the stretcher they hoisted it up and moved to carry him the short distance back to the infirmary where Kat was waiting. Jack gave them a last look before they left. "Take care of him." He said kindly. The cadet standing in front nodded in return.

"Yes sir." He said tiredly, and moved to walk towards the infirmary. Jack watched them walk down the hall until they turned the corner and were out of sight before walking back to his room. The next few days would be hard and interesting, to say the least.

He felt energized again, with power coursing through his veins. He was morphed, and he knew it. The scenery was the same as it had been the previous time, the dark and grim surroundings, and that incessant instinctive nagging that was trying to lead him somewhere. The dull buzz had returned, and everything around him was silent. His journey was shorter this time, and the smoke was thicker than it had been previously. The only thing that differed from his last dream was his destination. This time he hadn't been led to a lab with a glass case, but led down another series of smoke filled corridors. He heard unearthly screams echoing in the distance, and felt the dampness in the surrounding environment. The air was putrid, and reeked of a smell that couldn't be described. Through the smoky haze, he made out the shapes of large metal doors with small openings that were accented by the bars within them. He knew he was in the dungeon of Grumm's ship. His focus shifted back to what lay ahead of him. The smoke stopped as he exited the hallway and entered a circular dead end with one door that was the same as all the others. As he approached, the heavy latch on the door undid itself loudly, and the door swung open slowly. Inside, he saw the same thing as he had previously; a glass containment case in which Khyla sat slumped on the floor. The same emotionless look on her face. Sky felt the instinctive conscience leave him and he was left with just himself. He shook his head slightly and blinked a few times, savoring the feeling of being able to control his own mind and body.

The dove down to the ground and put his hands on the glass, trying to get her attention. "Khyla!" He yelled through his helmet, hoping to elicit a response from her. Her eyes moved from their focal point on the gray floor of the case to Sky. She lifted her head slowly, and looked at him, as though she could see through his helmet. Her lip began to quiver and her eyes filled with tears.

"Why won't you help me?" She choked out.

"I'm trying Khyla! Just tell me what I have to do and I'll do it." She looked at him more intensely than before, her eyes boring into his.

"You can't save me Sky. This chamber is unbreakable. Nothing can get through it. Not lasers, not bullets, not even a diamond tipped drill. The only way out is through the door in the back, which is sealed with three encrypted codes and requires a DNA sample, a retinal scan, and a voice confirmation."

"What do I do Khyla? Tell me how to help you." The fog started moving into the circular room, wrapping itself around Sky and in between him and Khyla. "Khyla!" He yelled.

"Sky, you have to…" Her voice became quieter and more distant with every word she said until it faded away entirely, the dull buzz of nothingness replacing it as the fog engulfed him entirely.

"NO!" He yelled aloud, sitting up with a start. He was breathing so heavily he was almost hyperventilating. He was sitting straight up in his bed, his left leg dangling off the edge and the covers twisted and contorted around his body. He took a moment to calm himself and get recollected before he assessed the situation at hand. He knew he couldn't tell the commander about it. Not only because Sky was afraid of what he'd say upon seeing him, but he had already made it quite clear that they weren't going to take any kind of initiative without a proper planning session, which, knowing Cruger, could take days. Sky didn't have days; he wanted Khyla out of there now, which meant he had only one option.

He tore the covers off of himself as best he could, stopping a few times to untangle himself from their inconvenient hold, and quietly placed his feet upon the infirmary floor. He snuck out the door, making as little noise as possible and made his way to his room. He opened the door normally, knowing that nothing could wake Bridge up when he was in his REM cycle, which was about where he'd be at this point, since the infirmary clock stated that it was 2 A.M. He moved stealthily through his room, finding his emergency flashlight in the drawer that resided in his beside table. He turned to his closet and chest of drawers and pulled out a neatly folded SPD uniform sitting in his drawer. He dressed as quickly and quietly as he could, grabbed his morpher from his bedside table and moved to leave. He stopped, and shone the flashlight over a picture that resided next to his lamp. It was the six of them outside SPD headquarters looking very happy and carefree. Khyla had insisted that the picture be taken so she could remember her experiences here forever. He turned the flashlight off as he walked towards the door, and took one last glance at Bridge. His team mate was snoring lightly, and wrapped up tightly in his green sheets. Sky gave a half smile and said a silent goodbye, hoping that this wouldn't be the last time he'd see him. He turned to exit the room and found the door already open, Jack standing in the doorway. Sky's eyes went wide, fear quickly overtaking him. Jack's expression was neutral and calm.

"Going somewhere Sky?" He asked, almost patronizingly. Sky sighed heavily.

"You know where I'm going Jack. And you also know that even if you take me back to the infirmary and put me under heavy guard, I'll still find a way to get there." Jack nodded, his expression quickly changing to understanding.

"I know that something has to be done, and soon. Cruger knows it too, but you were right when you said that he was scared to lose another team."

"So, are you just going to let me go?" Sky said disbelievingly.

"Of course not Sky, what kind of idiot do you think I am?" Sky's posture relaxed greatly, conveying great inconvenience, irritation, and hopelessness all at the same time.

"I'm going with you."

Broodwing was beginning to get nervous. His provider had said that he could indeed get the necessary parts that they needed to make the glass-alloy containment cell into a successful brain transmographier; however, he had yet to follow up on how much longer it was going to take. Broodwing would go out and find the provider if he wasn't such a nomad, and if he knew his name. Every attempt Broodwing had ever made at tracing him had ended with nothing. He was pacing back and forth in the lab that they were going to use to change the Ambassador's daughter into Grumm's greatest asset.

He was also surprised that the Power Rangers hadn't shown up yet to try and rescue her. He knew that Mora had done a number on their blue ranger, who was rumored to be the second in command, but he had assumed that Cruger would find a replacement and send them back up here in full force to get her back. Grumm had told him to double the security around Khyla's cell in the last few days, since Cruger's lack of initiative had made him nervous as well. The familiar beeping of the contact screen pushed through is thoughts and forced his attention. He set his eyes on the viewing screen as bars of color began to appear. A familiar voice rang through the audio.

"Broodwing?" It asked tentatively.

"Yes, is this my provider?"

"I have your parts; I will have one of my minions deliver it to you."

"When will they be here?"

"They should be arriving in the next 12 hours." Broodwing smiled evilly.

"Excellent. Your money will be sent with him."

"Good. You know who to contact if you need anything else." And with that the viewing screen went to black. Grumm would be pleased, very pleased at this sudden ability to push up the date of the girl's transmographication. Grumm would have his weapon sooner, which meant he would have his planet sooner, and the destruction of the Power Rangers would be complete. Everything was falling into place now, and the universe would soon be under Grumm's control.

"I'm going with you." Jack repeated, after receiving a confused stare from his teammate.

"What are you talking about Jack? You can't do that?"

"Let's not forget who is the commanding officer here Sky." Sky looked dejected and put out. "Listen," Jack started, his tone kinder. "You're not the only one who cares about getting Khyla back. You may not know this, but we have been working day and night since she was kidnapped to try and find out how it happened and what they're going to do with her."

"But I already know that, so let me go."

"I'm going with you Sky. You can't face this alone. I know that you feel responsible for her kidnapping, we all do, but there is no way that you can take on Grumm, and Broodwing and Mora all at once. The last time you tried that knight in shining armor thing you were out for three days, and I am not going to leave you stranded up there." Sky was silent as he took in what Jack said, and he knew he was right. He was going into this blindly, and it would be better to have someone there with him to watch his back.

"Okay. Let's do this." The door to Sky's room closed behind them as they headed of towards the zord bay, knowing that they had very little time to get into their zords and make a quick getaway before Cruger would send someone after them. They decided to take Sky's delta runner since it was a flying vehicle, and made their morph and entrance into the runner as fast as they could.

Kat was doing her usual night watch in the Command Deck when a signal caught her attention. She typed in a code and saw that the sensors had picked up two large energy signatures in the zord bay. Fearing that it may have been another infiltration by Grumm's goons, she sent an urgent page to Commander Cruger. Then she saw the alarm indicating that there had been a manual override of the system that operated the doors in the zord bay, more specifically, the door that opened the hatch for Sky's Delta Runner. Her first inclination was that Grumm was stealing the Delta Runners for his own personal use. Upon further thought, she realized that they wouldn't steal just one delta runner, that they'd take all 5 of them, and that no one else had the manual override code except for herself, Commander Cruger and the B-Squad cadets. Then it hit her. She pushed the intercom button for the infirmary.

"Yes ma'am" The cadet spoke into the speakerphone.

"Is Cadet Tate still in his bed?" She asked rather harshly.

"Uh, he was the last time I checked, ma'am."

"Check again please." She said, this time with more urgency than harshness. She waited for a few moments while the Cadet went to check on the status of Cadet Tate.

"Uh, Miss Manx, Cadet Tate is, uh, missing."

"Damn." She said, and then hung up. Cruger arrived just as she clicked off, and demanded to know what was going on. "Cadet Tate has decided to go on a personal reconnaissance mission." She said, sounding distraught. "He's manually overridden the controls and opened the doors from the computer at the zord bay."

"Can you stop it?"

"No, the manual override code is unbreakable. I can't do anything until it finishes the sequence that it was given." Cruger swore loudly.

"Get me online with Delta Runner Two, and get the rest of B-Squad in here immediately." Kat moved to sound the alarm that would awaken only the B-Squad and tried to get the connections to Delta Runner two online. Static indicated that Kat had been successful at establishing a means of communication between the base and the zord that had been taken. "Cadet Tate return to SPD headquarters immediately, that is an order!" Cruger almost yelled into the speakerphone. They waited for a few seconds before receiving nothing but a loud static from the other end. "Cadet Tate, do you read me, Cadet Tate, return to SPD headquarters immediately, do you copy!" The static continued, as a worried look came to Kat's face. "What is it Miss Manx?" Cruger said, massaging the bridge of his nose.

"The static that you are receiving indicates that the Delta Runner has left earth's atmosphere. The GPS coordinates are leading to somewhere in the D sector of the galaxy, and have focused on a large asteroid like structure, which I am assuming is Grumm's ship." Cruger put both hands on the edge of the desk and leaned over placing weight on his arms defeated. "There's one more thing." Kat said after a long pause.

"Yes?" Cruger replied, not moving.

"There were two energy signatures in the zord bay, signifying that Cadet Tate wasn't alone. Cadet Landors has gone with him."

"Shit."

The adrenaline rush was almost more than he could handle at this point. Cruger's voice had just come over the radio as they began to exit earth's atmosphere. It became more and more static-y until all that was left was static. He heard Cruger say something about an order, and SPD headquarters, but the static was too great to make out what he was saying. Sky leaned over to switch off the radio so he could focus on driving before de-morphing, Jack following suit.

"I don't even want to think about how much trouble we're going to be in when we come home." Jack said sitting up in his seat. Sky paused.

"All I can think about right now is getting Khyla back. Anything past that is irrelevant, as long as she's safe."

"You really care about her don't you?" Sky sighed.

"I think I'm in love with her." Their conversation was interrupted by the alarm going off inside the runner.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"It's the transmission interception system. It was installed in the blue delta runner since it was the only flying vehicle which made it easier for it to intercept enemy transmissions."

"What do you think this one is?"

"Usually they're just cell phone calls that the interceptor thinks are transmissions. I usually just ignore it, but since threess not many cell phone transmissions coming through this area, and it's 2 A.M. I'm willing to bet that it's something else." Sky began flipping switches and turning knobs until the transmission came out over the Speaker system in the cockpit.

"When will they be here?"

"They should be arriving in the next 12 hours."

"Excellent. Your money will be sent with him."

"Good. You know who to contact if you need anything else."

"That was Broodwing's voice." Jack said.

"I know, which means that this machine that they're going to use to brainwash Khyla is almost complete. If they're going to have the parts in twelve hours Jack, that doesn't give us much time to go in there and get both her and us out safely."

"I know. What are we going to do?"

"We need a plan. A really really good plan."

He had been very pleased when Broodwing told him that the parts to complete the machine had been shipped and were now on their way to him. Broodwing asked if he desired that the girl be brought back up to the lab. Grumm declined, stating that he wanted her to be as miserable as possible for as long as possible. He knew that his dungeon was one of the most miserable places in the Universe, and he intended to make her stay there as long as possible.

He stood up from his throne, and walked to his viewing globe. Instantly, it brought up an image of earth, rotating on its axis. "Soon," he breathed, "Soon, you will be mine, and everything happy and green and beautiful will be desolated into ruins, and nothing can stop me!"

He had waited less than patiently for the next 12 hours, pacing back and forth in his throne room, looking at the viewing globe for a few moments, and then resuming his pacing once again. Had it not been for the fact that Broodwing got all of his weapons from this provider, he would have found him and had him liquidated for lack of effort to get it to them quicker. He thought about turning the deliverer into Cosmic Dust, but decided that it wasn't worth his energy. Once he had the necessary parts, it would only take a few more hours to get the machine up and running, then nothing would stop him from taking over the rest of the galaxy.

After 5 hours of pacing about his throne room, he became exceedingly bored and irritated. Desiring something else to do to occupy the remaining hours before the arrival of the parts, Grumm decided to pay his future weapon a visit, to make sure that her last hours of free thought were her worst. He reveled in other being's misery, and knew that it would only make him anticipate the machine that much more; not to mention watching the girls face contort as she realized that her last few hours were to be spent inside the crypto-glass chamber that had been outfitted especially for her.

He walked past the many doors that led to different cells in his dungeons, the other-worldly screams sounding like a symphony to his sadistic ears. He held his staff in front of the door, forcing the heavy latch to lift itself and allowing him access to the damp, disgusting cell in which he housed his most "valuable" prisoners. She had her head pressed against the glass, her eyes closed as if she were in a peaceful sleep. She had dark, puffy circles under her eyes, indicating lack of rest, and most likely tears. This sight made him very happy indeed. Deciding that watching her sleep was too mushy and human of him. He reached his staff to tap, or rather bang, on the glass to wake her. She jump started out of her sleep, moving her hands to cover her ears from the reverberations of the sound waves echoing off of the tightly encased glass walls. They were stopped by the metallic bindings that held them together. Grumm flashed his evilest smile at her.

"I trust that you like your accommodations, Miss Gabrey?" Grumm asked with mock politeness. He awaited a response from her, but eliciting only a death-wishing glare from her cloudy gray eyes. He began to pace in front of her confinement, like a father in front of a child that was being lectured. "In a few hours time, the machine will be complete, your confinement case will be taken up to the laboratory, and then you can say goodbye to that free thinking brain of yours. All that you will know will be what I tell you. And do you know what the first thing on my list will be? Power Rangers are evil and must be destroyed, destroy them. Then, using your massive amounts of power, you will take them down one by one, making sure to give an extra long and painful death to both Commander Cruger, and that Blue Ranger that you love so much. You will go on just like that, planet after planet, until the entire universe is under my control!" Her eyes welled with tears of anger and frustration.

"It'll never work Grumm. I'll never use my powers to help you. I'd rather use them to kill myself than to help you." She spat at him.

"Oh, my dear, you can't use your powers until I tell you to." She looked at him quizzically, wondering what in the hell he was talking about. He gave her a mocking laugh. "Don't tell me that you don't remember your lessons on space metals from your schooling. Your teachers would be very disappointed. The bindings you have around your hands are not standard titanium or aluminum. But rather, Adamantine, the strongest, most durable metal in existence. In its rarity, it also possesses certain powers. The power to heal those who are about to die, and the ability to restrict the power flow of those who are endowed with special powers. In other words, Miss Gabrey, even if you wanted to fill this entire chamber with water and drown yourself, upon trying to use your powers, all you would receive would be a large shock, much like that of an electric dog collar. However, if you don't believe me, you are welcome to try. Pain and suffering has always been my ideal entertainment." She was glaring daggers at him, and if looks could kill he would have been long since dead. The anger coursing through her was sparking her source, making her power flow through her involuntarily. Then she felt it, the metal around her wrists, taking the power and dragging it out of her like a vacuum on a dusty floor. Her energy began to fade as her eyes drooped lower and lower, till she could barely see. "Oh and one more thing Miss Gabrey," Grumm said before turning to walk away. "Involuntary attempts at using your powers will only cause the metal to drain you of them, bringing more power into the metal and increasing the shock value. I'll see you in a few hours." And with that he turned and walked away, leaving an exhausted Khyla in his wake. The heavy metal door slammed shut, causing more painful vibrations to echo through her cell. She was too exhausted to try to cover her ears, and soon, the black veil of unconsciousness slipped over her, causing her vision to go from blurry, to nonexistent as she left this realm, and entered limbo once again.

The journey to Grumm's ship had taken longer than either of them had expected. Their initial thoughts had been no more than an hour and a half, when in real time it had been almost double that. Not to say that the extra time wasn't used. They needed all the time they could have to formulate a plan that would be easy to execute, yet effective and deceptive enough that they could slip in undetected and get out as quickly, yet as cavalierly as possible. They sat idly in Space, watching Grumm's ship closely, and monitoring the surrounding area for any kind of activity. Jack sat tapping his fingers against the center console, trying to take his mind away from the boredom that was consuming him. Sky, on the other hand, was pacing back and forth going over the plan over and over again to make sure that there weren't any flaws that could be picked up by Grumm and later used against them. Jack turned his attention away from his rhythmic tapping to Sky, hoping that a little banter would ease both of them.

"Sky, if you keep pacing like that you'll put a hole in the floor of your ship and then we won't be able to go anywhere." Sky gave him his trademark glare, before walking over and sitting down, rather unceremoniously, into the driver's seat of his delta runner. "Relax man!" Jack said, for both of their sakes, "The plan we have is immaculate. I know it will work. Just relax and focus on your goal." Sky nodded, and clapped a hand on Jack's shoulder.

"I just want to say, even though we haven't always been the best of friends, I'm really happy you came along. There's no way I could do this alone and I'd rather have you here with me than anyone else." Jack smiled at him, taking in his words.

"Thanks man. I'm always here for you. Now…" He was cut off by the sensor alarms going off loudly around them. Sky swiveled his chair so he was facing his on board computer and brought up the visual.

"There's a ship coming into this portion of the sector. It's on a direct course with Grumm's ship and it's slowing down." Sky reported.

"That's our man! Okay Sky, remember the plan, not that it will be a problem for you since you just recited it back to yourself three thousand times. Ready?" He looked over at Sky and received the confirmation he knew he would get. "SPD, Emergency!" They morphed as quickly as they could, Sky springing back into his seat, and buckling his seatbelt, Jack following his example, and taking his seat at his computer.

"Engaging camouflage shields." Sky said officially, typing rapidly into the computer. The delta runner began to move forward, Sky easing it into the wake of the much larger ship in front of them.

"Don't forget to line up the doors, Sky." Jack reminded him. Sky nodded, and guided the runner a little bit farther forward and to the left, lining his entry door, and one of the entry shafts into the larger ship as precisely as possible. Jack walked up to the door, and gave Sky a thumbs up. "See you on the other side." Jack said, using his favorite cliché expression. Sky returned the gesture, and turned the delta runner's engines off, as the large ship had docked and stopped moving. Moments later, the creaking of a large metal door could be heard, and got louder as the door to Sky's delta runner opened also.

"Is the camouflage still engaged?" Jack whispered through their helmet communicators.

"Yes, it should have enough energy to stay that way until we get back."

"Should?"

"Just go! And close the door behind you!" They moved stealthily through the large ship, past the landing deck where the ship's occupants were disembarking, and down to the cargo exit that would be under the least amount of guard. Hiding behind a large crate full of what looked like decrepit bolts, Jack leaned over to Sky.

"So we neutralize the movers, make our way onto the ship, and get to her, am I right?" Jack asked.

"It won't be that easy Jack. I'm not even sure where on the ship she is."

"But you said those dreams that you had showed you the way to where they were keeping her!"

"Yes, but it was different each time. The first dream was in a large white laboratory that was on the upper levels of the ship and much harder to get to. The second was in a dungeon that was in the bowels of the ship, and much easier to get to. The lab was much more heavily guarded, and the dungeon was almost deserted. We're looking at two entirely different tasks here, and I'm not quite….AH!" He was overcome by a rush of pain to his head so excruciating that he fell onto Jack. Fortunately, Jack's reflexes were quick enough that he was able to catch him and lower him down slowly and quietly while Sky writhed in pain.

His consciousness was immediately taken somewhere else, and he saw the white smoke envelop his vision again. When it cleared, he was back in the tunnel, just like he had been in his other dreams, only this time the nagging in his brain wasn't as strong. It was still guiding him, and telling him where to go, but it was lacking something. The voice was softer, the feeling was lighter, and he felt that he had control over his body as opposed to being surrendered completely to his guide. He slowly began to recognize the journey they were taking, and suddenly came to the realization that the nagging was trying to tell him where Khyla was. His consciousness returned to him, the pain had decreased immensely, though was still there slightly. He looked up at Jack who was hovering over him, and even though Sky couldn't see it, he knew that there was worry etched all over his face.

"Are you alright?" Jack asked. Sky nodded and pushed himself up with more energy and more intent than he had ever felt in his life.

"I know where she is, and I know exactly how to get there." Jack nodded and put his hand on Sky's shoulder.

"Let's do this."