Ok, so before I begin this chapter, I want to make a request. For any of you that have read my “Out of” series (the tragedies) and have read “Out of Hope”, or would be willing to read the series. I’ve been struggling back and fourth with the idea of taking each of the little stories in “Out of Hope” and turning them into a multi-mini chapter story that will detail everything from the end of “Out of Time” to the end of “Out of Hope”. So basically, the question is, do you all think I should?Jason grinned as Tommy and Kimberly’s fight continued. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed since the fight began, but he did know that the others had all lost interest. Trini, Billy and Ethan had said something about video games and disappeared. Trent had fallen asleep sitting up. (Trent hadn’t slept well in the past few months, especially given the trouble with his father and the fact that, after leaving Mesogog’s team, he’d started sleeping in Hayley’s Cyberspace for protection. So he had recently taken to falling asleep whenever the opportunity presented itself.) Shortly after Trent had nodded off, Kira had suggested that she and Zack go check out Jason and Trini’s music collection, and Conner had fallen asleep shortly thereafter, leaving only Jason both in the basement and conscious.

Kim turned, one hand still in the tank and the other dripping water over the stone floor. Her house in Turtle Cove had been rented and the moving company had packed everything away into long-term storage until she was finished renovating the old house. Carri had been fine with her taking over the formal living room and dining room of the condo, turning the unused rooms into a huge greenhouse of sorts, but she had drawn the line at her huge fish tank.

“Carri won’t let me keep them at the condo.” Kim said, turning back around to re-plant some of the under water plants that had come loose from the gravel during transport into the Command Center. “She says they make her skin crawl.”

“That’s no reason to bring them in here.” Billy argued. The last thing he wanted was a couple of fish staring at him. As a child, he’d been afraid of fish, but that phobia had long since been conquered. His distaste for them now was for other reasons. If he’d wanted to work with fish, he’d have stayed on Aquitar.