Disclaimers: I do not own Power Rangers or any characters affiliated with it. They are the exclusive property of Saban Entertainment, Inc. This fanfic was inspired by an episode of Silk Stalkings, which is the exclusive property of USA Network. The episode in question is the fanfics namesake.
Warning: For everybody that's a Tommy/Kim fan, like me, this is a cautionary note. The ending might just make you come away crying.
Timeline: About four years after the changing of the guard in Turbo.

The Last Kiss Goodnight
By Lucas Harrell

"Tommy, I don't like this," Kim said, "What if you get killed?"

"Kim, this is the opportunity of a lifetime," Tommy said, "You know that I've always wanted to be a police officer. I can't pass this up."

"I know that, sweetie," Kim said, "But what about the baby?" She gestured at the newborn daughter she had given birth to just two weeks prior. The baby had been nearly a month premature, and was very tiny, but had no lasting side effects. "If you get cut down in the line of duty, what will I tell her?"

"I've got to get a decent job, Kim," Tommy said, "And being a police officer may start opening new doors for me. Don't you see that? Protecting the innocent has been a part of me for most of my life, even from before I was a Power Ranger."

"Yeah, I see," Kim said, "I see that you're being pig headed, as always." With a growl of frustration, she turned away. She fiddled with her wedding ring, like she always did when she was upset. The two had been married shortly after their daughter, Christina Jessica Oliver, was conceived.

She felt arms encircling her waist. "Kim, don't be mad at me," Tommy said, "I have to do this. Please understand that. All of my life, I've been wanting to be out there, on the street and saving innocents, directly."

Kim felt her anger slowly ebbing. She could never stay mad at Tommy for too long. "I'm sorry, Tommy," she said, turning around to face him. "This has just got me all tied up in knots."

"Look, if you don't want me to become a police officer, then I won't," Tommy said, "I don't want to lose you again, beautiful. Not over something this trivial. We've just started to get our life together back in order, and I don't want to spoil that. Just give me the word, and I won't be a police officer."

Kim sighed. Though they had been married a little under eight months, they had been through enough trials. Kim's old boyfriend, Jake, came looking for her. Tommy had finally found out about the letter.

In Florida, Jake had been abusive, and threatened to kill Kimberly if she didn't send Tommy that letter. She eventually turned states evidence against Jake and sent him to jail. Then, Kim ran. She had gone back to Angel Grove, where she met Tommy. They didn't get together nearly as quickly as either of them liked, but they did eventually, conceived a baby, and got married.

When Jake came after her, he chose his shots carefully. He never went after Kim when Tommy was around. Whenever Kim would go for her daily walk, Jake was there, beating her again and threatening to kill her if she told anybody. He was, however, careful not to do any lasting damage to her abdomen or the baby inside that he insisted was his.

"I'm here to get a few affairs back in order," Jake had said the last time, "And when I do, you're going to get the marriage annulled, and you and the baby are coming back with me."

When Tommy had finally discovered what Jake had been doing, he had nearly killed the man. In fact, Tommy had left him for dead in the sewers below the city, and the young couple hadn't heard hide nor hair of him since.

"If it means so much to you, go," Kim said, "I just hope that you'll come back to me each and every time you go on a stakeout, or undercover assignment."

"Thank you, Kim," Tommy said, "I can't promise much, but I'll try my damned hardest to come back to you each and every night."

"That's all I can ask," Kim murmured softly, "I love you."

"I love you too, Kim," Tommy said, "And I never want to be apart from you for so long ever again. You're the only thing that keeps me sane."

Kim smiled. "And you won't ever be," she said, "I'd rather have my own heart ripped out before I would leave you again." She meant that, with all of her heart, and Tommy knew it.

Tommy grinned. Obviously, he had already put in an application, and was even being called in to be trained in the police academy, but knew that he needed to talk things over with Kim. They had gotten the marriage compromising thing down to a tee, with only a few problems in the beginning.

"If you don't want me to be a police officer, beautiful," he began, "I don't have to." He knew what the problem was. Kim's father had been a police officer, and one night, not very long ago in fact, he left and didn't come back. Kim found out later from a policeman, and a friend of her dad's, that he had been shot foiling a bank robbery, and had been DOA.

Kim shook her head. "No, I want you to go," she said, "Besides, maybe you'll end up being Jason's partner." Tommy laughed. It wasn't hard to imagine Jason a police officer, which he was, but Tommy's best friend was also a married man himself, and has one daughter, with another baby in the immediate future.

"That's my girl, trying to look on the bright side," Tommy said, "And don't worry about me getting cut down in the line of duty. How can a human robber kill me, when Rita, Zedd, Goldar, Rito, Mondo, Divatox, Rygog, Elgar, and all of their monsters and explosives, couldn't?"

Kim smiled. "I guess you're right," she said, "How long is the Academy going to take?"

"A few months is all I really know," Tommy said, "I'll be gone most of the day. Is that all right?"

Kim nodded. "As long as you're back in time for supper, it's okay with me," she said.

"I will be," Tommy said, giving her a kiss. The kiss turned passionate, and the two went into their bedroom.

Over the next few months, Tommy went through grueling training at the Police Academy. At home, he had to leave his gun in the cruiser, because Kim refused to let him have it in the house, with the baby and all.

After he finished the Academy, he was quickly partnered up, and it was with his old friend Jason. Jason and Emily brought their daughter over to celebrate. Actually, it was a surprise party, and Emily was bringing over a chocolate ice cream cake they had chipped in to buy, because Tommy loved them.

"Almost as much as I love you," he said to Kim one time, jokingly.

Tommy started up the walk to his house. "Boy, am I tired," he said, "The captain just loves to pick on us new recruits." He stepped into the living room, where it was dark. "Oh, did I forget to pay the electric bill or something?" He flipped on the lights.

"SURPRISE!!!" Jason, Emily, and Kim cried in unison. Kim was holding the cake, which was already starting to melt a bit. Tommy nearly jumped out of his boots when they yelled.

"I wish I could have gotten a picture of your reaction, bro," Jason said, laughing. "It was priceless."

"Funny, Jase," Tommy said, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder. "What's this about, anyway? Have I forgotten something important again?" Despite his greatest efforts, Tommy had yet to get over his old bad habit of forgetfulness.

"We decided that it was about time we celebrated your becoming a police officer," Emily said.

"Uncle Tommy!!!" It was Jason and Emily's oldest daughter, Anna. She ran at him and gave him a hug.

"Hey there, Anna," Tommy said, "How's my favorite niece?" She wasn't really his niece, of course, but nobody ever told her differently.

"I'm your only niece, Uncle Tommy," Anna said. Actually, she wasn't. David, Tommy's real brother, had a daughter not too long ago, and named her Samantha, after her mother, who died during child birth. But Anna had yet to meet David and Samantha and didn't know about the latter.

Remembering his brother's grief over his dead wife reminded Tommy how much he loved his wife and daughter. There had been complications when Christina was born, and both mother and child had almost died. But now, both were alive and well. Tommy lavished attention on both of them when he was home.

They were starting to eat the cake, when Kim's "mother alarm" went off. "I think Tina's wanting to join the party," she said. All five of them could hear the baby's wailing from the nursery. "I'll be right back."

"I'll get her," Tommy said, starting to get up. Kim stopped him.

"No, stay and enjoy your party," Kim said, "Besides, she might be hungry, and I don't think you are... equipped to handle that." Tommy sat back down, with a defeated pout. Grinning, Kim got up and headed for the nursery.

Actually, the "nursery" was Tommy and Kim's room. The doctors had advised against leaving Tina in a room by herself, in case some delayed effects of her premature birth took effect.

Kim went over to the bassinet near the bed. The bassinet was small, but the precious little bundle inside was even smaller. Kim gently picked up her daughter, undid her top, and offered to nurse the baby. Little Tina latched on and started nursing. Her eyes, which were just like her father's, were closed contentedly.

When Tina was done nursing, Kim burped her and took her back into the dining room, where the tiny baby was "oohed" and "aahed" over, mostly by Emily and Anna, but a little by Jason as well.

"Can I hold her?" Anna asked.

Kim looked skeptical. "Um..."

"Maybe you shouldn't, sweetie," Emily said, "Tina's so small, you might accidentally drop her." Anna nodded silently.

"I'm sorry, Anna," Kim said, "But Tina's so fragile."

"It's all right, Auntie Kim," Anna said.

After they ate, it was late. Anna was on the couch, sound asleep. Kim, Tommy, Jason, and Emily were just sitting around talking. "Boy, my arm is getting tired," Kim said, indicating the one holding the baby.

"Here, I'll take her," Tommy said. Kim gently handed Tina over to her husband.

After a while, Jason gently picked up Anna and took her out to the car. "Good night," him and Emily called, as they got into the car. Kim and Tommy waved to them as they headed down the driveway and towards their house. Tommy placed little Tina in her bassinet and the two of them hit the hay.

A few days later, Tommy and Jason are on a stakeout. "This is getting boring, bro," Tommy said after four hours. They had yet to see anything. Reports were that a killer was on the loose, and the house they were watching had a family that was supposed to be the next victims.

"I know, but the Captain told us to stay here at least a couple of more hours," Jason replied.

Tommy sighed, and sat back. All of a sudden, he saw something from the corner of his eye. Someone looked to be moving in the shadows. "I think we hit pay dirt, Jase," he said, "Look." He pointed across the way, at a man who looked to be about to force his way into the house they were watching.

"Let's go," Jason said. They got out of the car and headed for the house. Once they got inside, there wasn't anybody to be seen. The family had been moved by the police department to a hotel for the night.

All that was there was a note. Putting on some gloves, Tommy picked up the note. "Roses are red, blood is too," it read, "Let's see how MY daughter reacts to the word boo."

Tommy would recognize the handwriting anywhere. "Jake," he muttered. When he got to the end of the letter, his face went white. "Tina, Kim. Jason, we have to get to my house."

"Why?" Jason asked. Tommy handed him the note and told him who it was from, and Jason went white as well. "Let's go."

They went out to their cruiser, hopped in, and peeled out. They made it to Tommy's house in record time. Tommy jumped out before the car was stopped, and it felt like he had sprained his ankle doing so. Ignoring the pain, Tommy hobbled up the walk and barged into the house.

"KIM, TINA!!!" he screamed.

Two men were waiting in ambush as he entered the kitchen, looking for his wife and daughter. One kicked him in the back of the head as he charged in blindly, and while he was reeling from that blow, the other swept his legs out from under him.

Desperate to find his family, Tommy punched one in the groin and the other one in the kneecap. He broke the latter, and did some damage to the former. Both thugs went down. Tommy ran out of the kitchen, and...

All of a sudden, a shot rang out. Tommy felt a bullet him, and that slowed him down. He clutched his stomach, where he had been shot, as he dropped to his knees.

"How good of you to join us, Thomas." Tommy looked up, to see Jake Micheti standing in the doorway of the master bedroom. "Take your gun out now and toss it down the hall, or..." He pulled Kim around from his back and put the gun up to her head. "Your beautiful wife won't ever have to worry about make up again."

Tommy slowly took his gun out and slid it down the hall. He was still clutching his stomach where he had been shot, and was starting to feel light headed. "What do you want?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing much really," Jake said, "Just to watch you slowly die. Then, I'll take my family back. You shouldn't have ran away, Kimberly." He stroked Kim's hair, which made her shudder. "I told you that you'd die before you left me."

"Leave her alone," Tommy growled slowly, trying to keep conscious. 'Just have to hold out until Jase gets here,' he ordered himself.

"Aw, look at the brave police man," Jake said, "Defending his 'family' until the last, huh, Tommy? I'd almost respect that, if I didn't hate you for taking my woman and my child."

"Tina's not yours," Kim said, "She wasn't even conceived until after I came to Angel Grove, and before you came."

"So you said before, but I don't believe you," Jake said, "And now, for your punishment for lying." He raised a hand, about to slap Kim, but then an idea hit. He turned and shot Tommy again, in the shoulder. Kim screamed, and tried to get to her husband, but Jake's grip on her was too strong.

In the room behind Jake and Kim, Tommy could hear little Tina crying out for her mother. Jake heard it too. "Oh, listen to that," he said, "The baby is crying out for its true father. I'm coming, Tina."

"Don't... you... touch.... my... daughter," Tommy wheezed, getting to his feet stubbornly. He would die before Jake touched Tina. His left arm was going numb from the bullet it was carrying, but his right hand was still covering the worst of the two bullet wounds.

"Still trying to help your family, eh?" Jake shot again, and Tommy felt the bullet slam into his leg. He collapsed.

Kim had started crying at this point. "Jake, let me go," she said, "I've got to help Tina. Please?"

"Oh, all right," Jake said, "I don't think Tommy is going to be a problem anymore, after all. Get the baby's stuff together, as well as yours. After dear old Tommy kicks the bucket, we're leaving."

Kim nodded reluctantly. She eyed Tommy, who was on the floor trying not to scream out in pain from his wounds. But, before she could step back into the room, all hell broke loose.

A red blur smashed into Jake, sending the gun flying into the room. A second later, Jake was on the ground, and Jason was standing over him. When he saw Tommy, Jason hesitated, and that cost him.

Jake kicked him square between the legs, causing Jason to collapse. He stood over Jason this time. "And now, for this to end," he said. He dug into his pocket, where he had a pocket knife.

All of a sudden, a shot rang out. Jake slumped to the floor, dead. Square in the back of his head was a bullet hole.

Jason looked over to the doorway of the master bedroom. Kim was holding the gun Jake had been threatening her with. She had a hard look on her face, but it softened when she saw that Tommy was trying to crawl to her.

Kim rushed to her husband's aid, dropping the gun in the doorway. "Tommy!!!" she cried, "Jason, call 911." Recovered from the groin shot, Jason went to do as she commanded. "Tommy, hang on."

Jason went to the phone in the living room and dialed 911. "This is Sergeant Scott, calling for medical assistance," he said, "Officer down." He hung up the phone and went back to the hallway, where Kim was holding Tommy and crying. "Is he..."

Kim shook her head. "He's still breathing," she said, "Just unconscious."

"An ambulance is on the way," Jason said quietly, "Maybe you shouldn't come with us to the hospital."

Kim shook her head again. "I'm going," she said stubbornly.

Jason knew not to argue with her. When the ambulance came, he let them in and showed them to where Tommy and Kim were. The paramedics gently put Tommy on a backboard and then a stretcher.

"Are you coming, Ms. Oliver?" one of the paramedics asked Kim.

Kim nodded. "Just let me get my daughter," she said. The paramedic nodded, and Kim went into the bedroom and gently grabbed up Tina, who instantly calmed down and quit crying.

"Shh, mommie's here, Tina," she whispered. The baby drifted off to sleep, and Kim followed the paramedics out to the ambulance.

"I'll follow in the cruiser," Jason said. Kim nodded, only half listening. She was too worried about Tommy. She climbed into the ambulance and they took off. Luckily, it wasn't too bumpy, so little Christina didn't wake up.

"Hang on, Tommy," Kim whispered, struggling to keep a hold on her husband's hand and hold their daughter at the same time. "Please... just hang on."

When they got to the hospital, Kim climbed out after the paramedics gently pulled Tommy out of the back. They rushed him through the sliding double doors, with Kim on their heels.

She was stopped by a nurse when they got to the surgical ward. She walked to the waiting room, and sat down. She instantly burst into tears.

Jason came running in a few minutes later, and was distraught to find her crying. "Any news?" he asked, as he sat down beside her.

Kim shook her head. "They won't tell me anything," she said, "Oh Jase, I'm so scared." Jason hugged her.

"If anybody's stubborn enough to pull through this, it's Tommy," he said, "We just have to pray that he'll be all right." Tina picked then to start fussing, and she looked to be hungry. "Besides, I think my goddaughter needs attention."

Kim sighed and laughed softly, as she pulled away. Jason looked away, as she undid her top, and started nursing Tina.

As she was burping Tina, a doctor came in. "I'm Doctor Grabal," she said, "Ms. Oliver?"

"Yeah, that's me," Kim replied, "How's Tommy?"

"Your husband is a very stubborn man," the doctor said, "Most people would have died from the wounds he sustained. But I've got some bad news. He's slipped into a coma from blood loss. We don't know if he'll wake up."

"Can I see him?" Kim asked, trying to keep from crying again.

"Yeah, but you'll have to leave your daughter here," the doctor said.

"Here, Jase," Kim said, handing off Tina to her old friend. "I'll be right back." Jason nodded, gently taking Christina. Kim followed the doctor down the hall and to the ICU ward where Tommy was.

Seeing Tommy with tubes running all over his body almost made Kim sick to her stomach. She gently took his hand in both of hers. "Tommy, I don't know if you can hear me," she whispered, "But don't you dare leave me. Do you remember the promise you made me, on our wedding day? You said that we'd grow old together."

"Ms. Oliver?" Kim spun at the unfamiliar voice, and saw a priest.

"Please don't tell me your here for last rites," she sobbed.

The priest shook his head. "I am Father Correy," he said.

The name seemed familiar to Kim, and then it hit her. She had heard a lot about the priest from Tommy, but had yet to meet him. "Oh, the minister who baptized Tommy all those years ago, after he was adopted," she replied. Father Correy nodded. "I thought you still lived in Colorado."

"I requested a transfer to the church here," he said, "I'm an old friend of the Olivers. I take it that the two of you are married?"

Kim nodded. "That's right," she said, holding up her right hand, which had the wedding band on it. Then, a realization hit her. "Oh man, the Olivers. I've got to call them and tell them what happened. And David."


"It turns out that Tommy has a blood brother, named David Trueheart," Kim replied, "I'd better go call them."

"I'll do it," Father Correy said, "Well, I'll probably have Mallory call David, since I don't know him, and she might." Kim nodded. Mallory was Tommy's adopted mother. "You just stay here with Tommy."

Kim nodded again. "Thank you, Father," she said. Nodding, Father Correy left the room, leaving Kim alone with her comatose husband.

Jason wasn't surprised when Emily came in, with Anna in tow. In fact, he had called his wife. "You shouldn't have brought Anna, Em," Jason said.

"I wanted to come, papa," Anna said.

"And you know how stubborn she can be, just like her father," Emily replied. Jason smiled for a second, and then went glum again. "How is he?" Jason relayed what the doctor said earlier. "Poor Kim."

"Yeah," Jason said. Emily started crying, and he embraced his wife.

Kim didn't even realize that she was asleep, until a gentle hand on her arm shaking her woke her up. She looked up sleepily, to see Tommy wide awake. "Hey," she said softly. He tried to take off the breathing mask, and Kim helped him.

"Hey there, beautiful," Tommy said, even more softly. "What's the matter, Kimmie? Why are you crying?"

"Because I thought you were dying," Kim said, "I thought you were going to leave me and Tina."

"I would never do that," Tommy said, "I'll always be here, for you, Tina, and any other children we might have later. You can count on that."

"I just...." Before Kim could say anything else, she was rudely awakened, by the sound of Tommy's heart monitor flatlining.

"No," Kim whispered, as some nurses and doctors came. One nurse gently led her outside, where she burst into tears.

Despite their best efforts, Tommy was proclaimed dead at 11:15.

A few days later, there was a funeral. Everybody was there, Kim dimly noticed. Billy, Zack, Trini, Jason, Emily, Anna, Rocky, Adam, Aisha, Kat, Tanya, Justin, and a few other people that Kim didn't know. She was told by Kat, Justin, and Tanya that they were the second team of Turbo Rangers and, later, the Space Rangers. The Olivers were there, along with David, Sam, and little Samantha Trueheart.

One by one, the family and closest friends of Tommy went and placed a rose on top of his casket. They each whispered a word of prayer for him.

Kim was last, after a cop friend of Tommy's gave her the flag that had been on top of her husband's casket. She walked over to the casket. "I'll miss you, Tommy," she murmured, kissing the cold metal. She then stepped back, and the body of one Thomas Oliver was put into the ground.

Kim spent the next few months at the Olivers, trying to help them get over the death of their son. While she was there, Kim also received a surprise. She was pregnant again. Ironically, the doctor she went to see put it about the night right before Tommy was killed. 'His last gift to the world,' she thought.

That helped Kim make a hard decision. One night, she went down to the living room, and found Mallory Oliver there, going through some bills. "Hi, Mal," she said. Ms. Oliver insisted on being called Mallory or Mal, instead of Ms. Oliver.

"Hey, Kim," Mallory said, "Are you all right?"

"Yes, and no," Kim said, "I'm still hurting from Tommy's death. I guess I always will hurt here." She tapped her heart. "I've been wanting to talk to you."

"About what?"

"I'm leaving," Kim said, "For Paris. There's nothing really keeping me here, but the memories of Tommy dying to help me and our first born daughter. I feel I've got to get out of here, or I'll go crazy. That, and I don't want anything to happen to Tina, or this baby." She gestured at her stomach, which was already starting to swell a bit.

Mallory nodded. "I thought this might come up," she said, "Have you talked to your mother about it?"

Kim shook her head. "Not yet," she said, "I wanted to talk to you before I did. The last time I talked to her, she was mad that I went off and got pregnant, and then married, without saying a word to her. Like I did the former deliberately. She said something about giving up my dream, but I've already won the gold medal in the Pan Global Games. What else does she want?"

"I don't know your mother too well," Mallory said, "But that's the way a lot of mothers would react to those given situations."

"Even you?"

"Even me," Mallory said, "I mean, what would you do if, about seventeen or eighteen years from now, Tina came up to you and told you that she was pregnant and had gotten married without you knowing about it?"

Kim thought about that for a long moment. "I guess I would react the same way," she admitted, "So, I should call my mother?"

Mal nodded. "Right away," she said.

Kim picked up the phone and dialed the number to her mothers house. When her mother picked up, Kim took in a deep breath and exhaled before saying anything. "Hi, mama," she said. Mallory left the room to give them privacy.

Mal learned later that, after a teary over the phone reunion, it was decided that Kim would go to live with her mother. Ms. Hart just couldn't turn away her now widowed daughter, especially since Kim was pregnant again.

The morning she was scheduled to fly out, Kim went out to her husband's gravesite. "I never thought I'd be saying goodbye to you on a permenant basis, baby," she muttered, dropping to her knees before his headstone. "But that's what this is. A final farewell. I've got to get out of Angel Grove. There's just too many bad memories about being here. Almost losing my powers to Zedd, losing you to Kat, even for a short time, and then losing you forever."

Kim wiped her eye when a tear threatened to ruin her make up. "I just wanted you to know that I love you, and I always will," Kim said, "Our baby, Tina, is doing so well. She's a living doll, Tommy. And our unborn child is doing well, too. I hope it's a boy, so he could look just like you.

She sighed before her big finish. "Anyway, I just came here to say that I will never forget you," she said softly, trying to keep a hold of her emotions. "And that I will love you, with all of my heart, until the day I die." With that, she placed a white rose on his headstone and left.

A little later that day, Mal, Jason, Emily, Anna, David and Samantha went to the airport to see Kim off, knowing that this was the last time they would probably ever see her again. Anna, even though she was too young to fully understand what was going on, was the first to hug her.

"Bye, Aunt Kim," she said, "I hope you have a nice trip to see your mother. I can't wait until you come back."

Kim bit her lip, trying not to cry. She knew that she wasn't coming back, but didn't want to tell Anna that. She looked at Tina, who was asleep in the baby carrier next to her. Christina was still tiny, but was slowly but surely growing.

"Here, Anna," Kim said, "Would you like to hold Tina?" Anna was always bothering her, wanting to hold Tina.

"Are you sure?" Anna asked uncertainly.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Kim said, giving her "niece" a slight smile. "Just sit down while holding her."

Nodding, Anna sat down in a chair, and Kim carefully handed her little Tina, who was tiny even in the young girl's arms.

Kim gave everybody a hug, with David being last. "Kim, Tommy gave me this letter a long time ago, when we first met," David said, handing her a piece of paper. "He wanted me to send it to you, if anything should happen to him."

"Um, thanks, David," Kim said, "I'll read it on the plane." Just then, someone came over the speakers, announcing her flight. "That's me." She gave everybody one last hug, gently took Tina from Anna, and then headed down the ramp, waving to her friends and family as she went.

When she sat down in her seat on the plane, she looked out of the window. She watched the runway zoom by, as the plane taxied down it, and then a lifting sensation, as the plane to the air.

About halfway through the trip, Kim remembered the letter David had given her, from Tommy. She opened it and read from it.

"Dear Kimmie," it said, "If you're reading this, then I am now dead. David has strict instructions to send this to you. I gave him your last known address, in Florida. If this doesn't reach you, please kick David's butt when you finally do get it, for me." Kim laughed softly.

"There are just so many things I'm wanting to tell you, beautiful," the letter continued, "And I'm afraid that I won't get everything down before I run out of space, but here goes nothing. I love you. I know that this is the first time either of us has said that, but I do, and with all of my heart. It broke my heart when you sent that letter, but your happiness was my biggest priority. If you were happy with someone else, then so be it. I wasn't going to stand in the way of your happiness if my life depended on it.

"Before you left for Florida, I had been trying to get the nerve to propose, but lost it every time. I just couldn't ask you for that kind of commitment. Again, I thought you would have been happy without having such a commitment tying you down, and I guess I was right.

"Anyway, that's all in the past. I want you to know that I'll be looking down on you from heaven, and when you look up at the sky, I'll be one of the stars you see. The brightest one, the light being my love for you. Until we meet in heaven one day, I will love you until the end of time. Tommy."

Kim cried the rest of the trip. When it landed, she tearfully headed for the ramp and to her new life.

The End

Note from the author: So, what did you think about the story? Now, don't get me wrong. I am a big Tommy/Kim fan. I don't know what posessed me to write this fanfic, but once I started, I didn't stop until it was finished. Anyway, I hope you liked the story, because there won't be a sequel. It's a literal one-shot.