Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers.
Trent came home from school to find Kira nowhere. She was usually in the kitchen cooking dinner. He then heard faint cry coming from the bathroom. When he reached it, Kira was on the floor wiping her face with a hand towel.
"Kira, are you alright," Trent asked.
She never looked at him. He then called her again.
"Kira…" Trent began.
"Sorry," she apologized.
She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. No make-up was left on her face.
"Have you been crying," Trent asked.
"They're tears of happiness," Kira told him.
Trent lowered his eyebrows as Kira turned and began going through the trash. She turned back with a pregnancy test in her hand.
"You're…" Trent began.
"Trent, you're going to be a daddy," Kira smiled.
He quickly took his wife in his arms.
"I love you," Trent said.
"I love you too," Kira smiled.
As Trent walked out, something came to Kira's mind. It had only been two months since the incident.
"Oh no," Kira gasped.
She took out her cell phone and called Conner. Kira knew there was a small chance that he could be the father of her unborn child. There was no answer.
"Conner, this is Kira. We need to talk. Call me back when you get this," she said.
She walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen where Trent was waiting for her.
"I got us reservations at your favorite restaurant," Trent said.
Kira turned with a big smile on her face.
"Oh, Trent, you didn't," she said.
He walked over to her and kissed her.
"I wanted to. This is your night," Trent said.
"You're so wonderful," Kira smiled.
Conner had gotten back with Kira the next day. They decided to meet at a little coffee shop. From the moment Conner walked in the door, he knew something wasn't right.
"What's the matter," Conner asked.
"I'm pregnant," Kira said.
"Oh, congratulations," Conner told her.
Conner then saw Kira give him a look, and he knew what it meant. A million thoughts went through his mind. He really didn't want Kira to say it, but he just had to know.
"Oh! You're telling me it's…" Conner began.
"It might be," Kira admitted.
"Have you told Trent," Conner asked.
Kira rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe Conner would think she hadn't told Trent yet.
"That I'm pregnant? Yes. That it might not be his? No. He's too excited," Kira sighed.
"What do I need to do," Conner asked.
Kira was happy that Conner was willing to find out if he was the father. Then again, he always wanted to be, so it really wasn't all that surprising.
"I need a piece of your hair. That way we can see if it's a match," Kira explained.
"Alright," Conner said.
As they walked out, Conner gave her a piece of his hair.
"I'll call you with the results," Kira said.
They said goodbye and went to their own cars. Conner was still in shock that he might be a father to Kira's unborn child.
Two weeks later, the hospital called with the results. Kira was thankful that they didn't call when Trent was around. Who knows what would have happened if he had answered the phone.
"Conner, I have the results," Kira said.
"And," he asked.
Kira took a deep breath.
"You're not the father," she said.
"Good," was all Conner could say.
Kira didn't like the disappointment in his voice.
"You didn't seriously want this child to be yours, did you," she asked.
"Not at all," Conner said.
Sure, he had always wanted to be a father, but there was still time, and he definitely wanted to be married to the mother, not the mother to be married to another man. It still bothered Kira a little about the way he had sounded.
"You better not be lying," Kira said.
"I'm not," Conner told her.
"Alright," Kira sighed.
All the extra hormones were doing a number on her. Her emotions were all over the place.
"Kira," Conner said.
"Yeah," she asked.
"I really am happy for you," Conner said.
"Thank you," she smiled.
With that, they hung up. Kira would give birth to a baby girl nine months later. It turns out Kira was only a few weeks pregnant when she found out, not two months like she thought.
Crappy ending, I know. Sorry for all the Kira/Conner fans that were hoping they would get back together. But the name of the story is A Little Too Late, and Conner was very late. Hope you like it.