Disclaimer: The Song is not mine and the characters aren't mine. This is rated PG since it deals with death and flames
Note: This is the universe where Tommy chose not to go back to Kim. He couldn't risk putting her in danger or watch as she grew old while he stayed young.

Tommy Came Home
by Mandi B. Gordon

Sunny came home to her favorite room
Sunny sat down in the kitchen
She opened a book and a box of tools
Sunny came home with a mission

September 17, 2015

Tommy walked into his old room in Angel Grove. He hadn't been in Angel Grove for twelve years. Tommy sighed as he looked around the room. He got word that his parents died in a car crash two days ago. He came back for the funeral. His room was the exactly the same since his 'death' nothing was moved. Tommy slowly picked up a picture of him with his friends. He smiled wistfully as he ran his fingers over the image of Kim. Tears flowed down his face as he took a bag and started to stuff clothes, pictures, and other things that reminded him about the Power Rangers into it. After his room was bare of all the memories he picked up his communicator and tucked it into his pocket. Tommy took one last look around his room and then left the house.

She says days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire

Tommy stood in the background of the funeral with sunglasses and a long coat on. He watched silently as the priest gave the eulogy for his parents. He noticed a group of adults close to the coffins. The group had eleven people in it five of them were women while six were men. Three of the men wore blue clothes, while three of the women wore yellow clothes, two women had on pink garbs, while one man wore green, one man wore black, and the last man at the front of the group wore red. Tommy recognized them immediately. They were is old friends. The Power Rangers. After the Priest spoke the man in red walked to the Podium. Tommy listened to Jason's deep voice and smiled at how well Jason turned out. After his speech people went to pay their last respects to the dead. Tommy hung back till almost everyone left. He then gathered up his strength with a breath and walked up to his parent's coffins. He said a small prayer as he laid a green flower on each coffin and then left the cemetery. He didn't notice the group of people that watched him as he left.

Sunny came home with a list of names
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs she said Sunny came home with a vengeance

Tommy kept walking till he got to a clearing in the woods where he was sure that no one would see him. He took the bag and dumped all of it into a pile. He then laid the pictures carefully over the clothes to make some sort of pyre. He then sat down and thought of the past he could never reclaim. He let the days wash over him as he meditated.

She says days go by I don't know why
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire

As he meditated he didn't hear the group of people walk to the edge of the clearing and watch silently. One of the women in pink wanted to look into his face to make sure she wasn't dreaming. She started to walk towards him when Jason put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. Kim sighed in resignation and silently watched the eighteen year old boy that looked exactly like Tommy. She knew what the boy was going to do and she knew Jason knew also. She could tell what three words were going through his heads as he mouthed them. They were running through her head also. They were the words she chanted thirteen years ago. They were 'Into the fire'.

Get the kids and bring a sweater
Dry is good and wind is better
Count the years, you always knew it
Strike a match, go on and do it

Tommy sighed as he stood up and struck a match. He held it in his hand as he looked at the dancing flame. He gave one final sigh and flicked the burning match onto thepile. It quickly caught flame and made a big bonfire. Tommy stood in front of it as it burned and shed his sunglasses and coat. He then took the communicator out of his pocket and looked at it. Tears were streaming down his face and he tossed it into the fire, breaking his last tie with his past as a Power Ranger.

Oh days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire
Oh light the sky and hold on tight
The world is burning down
She's out there on her own and she's all right Sunny came home

As the flames got smaller and then died Tommy looked up into the sky for reassurance. He then picked his coat up and shrugged it on as he walked past the group of adults as if they were strangers. Kimberly put her hand on his shoulder as he walked by. Tommy looked into her face with pain filled eyes. Kim smiled and hugged him. Everyone held their breath as Tommy just stood there like a statue. They let their breath out as he slowly put his arms around Kim and he cried silently. Tommy then kissed Kim softly on the lips and looked at the others. They smiled at him. Tommy smiled back and then walked into the woods and out of their lives one last time. The next day there were whispers that Tommy's ghost was seen at the funeral. The whisper came from a group of people that used to be Tommy's best friends. Little did they know that Tommy was really there in the flesh and not a physical ghost. Little did they know......

Sunny came home...