A/n-just a random idea for a story that came to me one day during lunch. and a warning, listening to liberal vs. conservative conversations during lunch can give you strange ideas for stories. not that i think this story is strange mind you.

Disclaimer-As I have just discovered that I am too lazy to write disclaimers for the entire story, know that I do not, in any way, shape, or form, own the Power Rangers or anything related to them. That's all.

How Are We Related Again?

Chapter One

"I love you, baby girl." Kim said softly to the baby in her arms. "I will always love you. Never forget that."

She looked up to see a middle-aged woman standing before her.

"Are they here?"

"They're in another room." The other woman informed her. "They've signed all of the necessary papers, and are waiting anxiously. They can't wait to meet her."

"You're sure she'll be safe with them?" Kim questioned. "They'll be good parents?"

"Your daughter will have a loving home, Miss Hart." The woman said consolingly. "I've looked carefully into their records. They've previously adopted another baby through our agency. So your daughter will have an older brother, and loving parents."

Kim cast one last look at the baby now peacefully sleeping in her arms. Then she looked back up at the woman from the adoption agency. Kim smiled sadly.

"You should take her now. Take her to meet her new parents."

Kim handed her daughter over to the woman.

"Are you quite sure you don't want to meet them?" The woman questioned Kim. "They said they would be more than happy to talk with you, make you feel more comfortable about giving them your daughter."

Kim shook her head profusely. "I can't do that. Please, just take her to them. I trust your judgement of them."

The woman exited the room, carrying the small baby in her arms.

"Mommy will always love you…" Kim whispered softly to the empty room. "…Always."

"Charlize Renée." The woman said promptly when she looked at the little girl who had just been placed in her arms. "We'll call her Charlie for short."

"Whatever you like dear." The man next to her said. He looked up at the adoption agency woman. "Is her mother quite sure that she doesn't want to meet us? Make sure that her daughter is safe?"

"She thought it would be best if she didn't meet you. She doesn't want to suddenly change her mind, and decide to take the baby back. I told her all about you though. She seems to think that you'll be excellent parents. I told her all about your son."

"I can't wait for Tommy to meet his new little sister." The 'new' mother said a little while later, as the couple was preparing to take their daughter home.

"He'll love her." The father agreed, gazing down at his sleeping baby daughter.

So together, the happy little family left the hospital, off to meet the older brother.

Four And A Half Years Later

"Tommy!" Charlie shrieked, running through the house to her older brother, who had just come home. "I missed you so much!"

"Hey Charlie." Tommy said in a much softer voice. "Are mom and dad home?"

"Nope." Charlie said, shaking her head. "They had to go somewhere, and they called Trini to play with me. And we are having so much fun. We played with my dolls, and we played dress up. Now Trini's making us dinner, cuz mommy and daddy aren't home yet."

Together, the two siblings walked back through the house, to find Trini in the kitchen.

"Hey Trini." Tommy said. "I didn't know you baby-sat."

Trini looked up from the macaroni she was stirring. "Well, if someone weren't so late coming home, then I wouldn't have had to. But we had fun, didn't we Char?"

Charlie nodded her head eagerly.

Once the food was done cooking, Trini put some in a bowl and placed it in front of the young girl, who ate it eagerly. Tommy looked thoughtfully at the young girl.

"She reminds me of someone." He said absently to Trini. "I just don't know who."

Trini shot a quick glance at Tommy, then looked to Charlie. "Yeah, me too." She said slowly.

Trini had been thinking about this for a while actually. Ever since she had met the little girl really, which had been a few years ago. Charlie had been almost a year old, and Trini, Zack, and Jason had just gotten home from the Peace Conference.


"Ooh, look." Jason said eagerly. "There's Mrs. Oliver. Tommy said she was gonna come pick us up."

"That was so nice of her." Trini said.

"Hey, is that a kid with her?" Zack questioned. "Tommy didn't say anything about his parents adopting another kid."

"Maybe he forgot." Jason offered. "I mean, this is Tommy we're talking about."

"Come on." Trini said impatiently. "I bet she's waiting for us."

The three teenagers walked over to their long-time friend and former teammate's mother, who happened to be holding onto the handles of a stroller with a young girl in it.

"Hello Mrs. Oliver." Trini said pleasantly. "It was so nice of you to come pick us up."

"It wasn't a problem dear." Mrs. Oliver replied. "You three are some of Tommy's closest friends. It was the least I could do." She gestured to the little girl in the stroller. "This is Tommy's little sister, Charlie. She'll be a year old next week."

"She's beautiful." Trini said in awe. "She and Tommy even have the same eyes."

Mrs. Oliver smiled. "I know, I think it's so nice that the two of them resemble each other. It will do both of them good when she's a bit older."

Jason, meanwhile, was staring intently at the little girl in the stroller. "You know, she looks like someone else I know, as well. I just can't think of who."

Zack nodded his agreement, but Trini didn't say anything. She just glanced at the little girl and let Jason's words, and Mrs. Oliver's as well, replay themself in her mind.

Something didn't match up here.

As the group of five walked, with one being pushed, out of the airport, Trini mulled things over in her mind. She knew she should recognize that baby from somewhere. She just looked so familiar. But who was it she looked like?

End Flashback

Yes, who was it that this adorable little girl looked like?

She had grown up to look even more like her adoptive older brother, but still, there was some resemblance there.

Resemblance to someone else that is.

But who?

Trini was startled from her thoughts by the ringing of the phone on the kitchen wall.

"I'll get it." Tommy announced. He walked over to the phone. "Hello?"

Trini turned back to Charlie. "Are you done eating already?"

Charlie gave Trini her big smile. "I'm ready for dessert."

Trini smiled back at the little girl. "I guess you could have something. What do you want?"

Before she could answer however, Tommy walked back over to the pair at the kitchen table. His face was an ashen white color. He looked as if he had just seen a ghost. All thoughts of dessert were driven from both girls' minds.

"Tommy?" Charlie said in a small voice. "Are you okay?"

Tommy looked sadly at his little sister. Trini noticed they were full of unshed tears.

"Charlie," Tommy said slowly, "I think we need to talk about mommy and daddy."

"What about them?" Charlie questioned. "Do you know where they are? They've been gone for ages. When are mommy and daddy coming home?"

"Charlie." Tommy said again. "Mommy and daddy aren't coming home."

One Week Later

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

It was the same thing, over and over again. People kept coming up to the two siblings and saying that. It had meant a lot to Tommy that so many people had come to his parent's funeral, but he was going to go crazy if someone said that one more time.

"Hey, bro." Jason said, coming up to Tommy. "How are you guys holding up?"

Tommy shook his head. "I still can't believe that they're gone. But I don't think it's sunk in for Charlie yet that they really aren't going to come back."

Jason nodded sympathetically. "Poor kid. It's gonna be so hard on her. She's only four."

Out of nowhere, it seemed, Charlie appeared.

"Are you talking about me? Cuz you know, I'm four and half. Not four. Four and a half."

A small grin crept up on both men's faces.

"Sure you are, kid." Jason said. Charlie stuck her tongue out at him.

"Hey, Char," Tommy said suddenly, "Aren't you supposed to be with Trini? She said the two of you were going to hang out together."

Charlie tilted her head at an angle, thinking, as if confused about something that Tommy had said. The gesture was so familiar, but Tommy just couldn't place it.

"Yes." Charlie answered finally. "But I left them."

"Them?" Jason questioned.

Charlie nodded. "There was another girl. She started talking to Trini. And Trini was so happy to see her. I think they're friends."

She added this last part in a whisper. As if it was some secret that she wasn't supposed to share.

"Do you know who she was?" Tommy asked amusedly.

Charlie thought for a moment. "Trini called her...Kimberly? Yeah, she called her Kimberly!"

Tommy gulped, and Jason's eyes went wide with shock. The two men turned to look at each other.

"I think I'll just stay here." Tommy muttered. "You go, Jase. Char, you stay here with me. There's something I want to talk with you about."

Charlie looked expectantly up at her older brother. He took a deep breath.

"Char, you know how at school I'm always reading books and working with stuff about dinosaurs?" Charlie nodded. "Well, I got this job. I'm gonna go on this dig. You know…dig for dinosaur bones."

"That sounds so cool!" Charlie said in awe. "I wanna come."

"You do?" Tommy questioned, shocked.

Charlie nodded fervently. "That's sounds like so much fun. You get to find dinosaur bones. I always ask mommy if I can go look at your bones, but she says no all the time."

Tommy smiled sadly. "Well, I want you to come with me this time. What do you think?"

A huge grin lit up Charlie's face. "Really? You really mean it? I can come with you?"

Tommy nodded. "I really mean it, so you want to come?"

"Yes!" Charlie shrieked.

Tommy smiled again. "We're going to leave tomorrow, is that O.K. with you?"

Charlie nodded. "Can I go tell Trini? She's gonna be so happy for me. She always said that one day mommy would let me go with you to see dinosaurs."

"I suppose you can." Tommy said as Charlie took off running. Too bad mom couldn't be here to be the one to say you could go.