"Have you seen either Andros or Zhane this morning?" TJ asked Carlos as they meandered down one of the megaship's many corridors on their way to the bridge. They had just finished breakfast and were planning to get an early start on their search for Zordon.

"No," replied the black ranger shaking his head. He looked towards his friend. "Do you think they're alright?"

"I don't know, but after Ashley and Cassie's little intervention yesterday…" Carlos rolled his eyes. "…it seems they're at least talking to each other again."

"Right." Carlos let out a sigh. "Man, I can't believe all the stuff they've been through."

"I know."

"I just can't help wondering how their friendship has suffered. I mean, imagine if something like that had happened to one of us and we had ended up hurting each other. I don't know if I could have coped."

"They'll cope. They've been through too much to give up now."

 "But their friendship... I almost wonder if with everything they've been through, if this could be the straw that broke the camel's back. I mean look what's been going on since Zhane woke up. You'd have thought they didn't even trust each other."

"It's not surprising that with everything that has happened that their friendship has changed. People drift apart. It's a natural part of life. They may never be the close friends they once were, but they should be alright in time."


The following moment of silent contemplation was interrupted by a sudden yelp, a roar and a thunder of feet. The two rangers looked behind them to see the red ranger still clad in the red track suit he'd been wearing in the infirmary, slightly out of breath as he raced by them. And directly behind him, came the silver ranger clad in the shorts and tank top he usually wore to bed, and soaking wet.

"He's escaped! He's escaped!" shouted Zhane as he rushed past the shocked blue and black rangers and disappeared round the corner after Andros.

TJ and Carlos remained frozen in bewilderment, but before they could recover, they heard a scuffle and a loud thud. The other rangers soon reappeared. This time, however, Zhane was holding Andros by the armpits as he dragged the red ranger back down the corridor. Andros wasn't making too much protest, at least not physically.

"Come on. Back to the infirmary with you. You need to recover."

"But I'm fine," exclaimed Andros.

"Fine? You couldn't even come up with an original way of waking me up. I mean water?"

"I didn't have time to come up with anything else."

"Well, you'll have lots of time once you're back in the infirmary. I'll strap you in so you'll be nice and comfy."

"You wouldn't."

"I would. And don't even think of asking DECA for help or I'll lock out your command codes."

"You can't do that!"

"I can."

"Couldn't I at least sleep in my room?"

"No, I want DECA to be able to monitor you."





When the pair finally passed out of site, TJ and Carlos looked at each and simultaneously announced, "They're alright." And then collapsed in laughter against the corridor walls the argument still echoing down the passageway to their ears.

The End

Author's Note: It's finally done! I was sure I was going to have it done in just a few weeks, but that was almost a year ago. Well, thank you to my many reviewers. You are all so nice. And thank you especially to all the people who emailed me to insist that I had to finish this. As for what I'm doing next, I'm currently working on Forever Friends with Mouse (it's under her name if you want to read it), I promise to do at least one more part of Different Directions this year (hopefully, I'll do more than one), and a big project I hope to do is my giant Forever-Red-Plothole-Filler which is going to be so fun to write, but will probably take me years and years to finish. Thanks again for reading, Daylight.