Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers RPM or any of the characters.

AN: Takes place during "Ranger Yellow, Part II". Sorry for the abrupt ending, and thanks to those who read.

Chapter 2:

When she found him again and realised he didn't have his memories, she wanted to help. And she did so. When she heard the name "Dillon", sounding so much like "Dylan", she didn't know whether to cry or sob.

Then he had smirked at her, and she had wanted to cry in relief, because this thing, this one thing was one of the only things he kept from back then. When he was feeling own, she tried to cheer him up. It had only taken a few days before Dillon dragged her off to some place in the city to talk to her.

"I know you."

Summer really wanted to cry at that moment. "Yes."

"And you know me."

"Yes."

And then, fluidly, without hesitation, he kissed her.

It was sudden, abrupt, but it felt so right. Summer returned it eagerly.

That night, they agreed to keep it a secret.

Most nights, Summer would talk with 'Dillon' with different things about his previous life that he didn't recall. As the memories started coming back, Summer had never felt so content in her life. She had all she wanted: A brilliant life as a power ranger, a girl with close friends, and with a guy that she had been crushing on since she was what? 10? 11?

Then, her parents just had to ruin it.

"Hello, Summer." Her father smiled at her pleasantly, with her mother looking at Dillon over carefully. Summer doubted that they would remember the Bennetts. After all, they had forgotten the Bennetts within a year that they had moved.

She had felt warmth spreading through her when Dillon aggressively defended her, almost as if he knew what was going to happen. And he did.

Summer had told him of her promise.

And he had promised never to stand by and let her get married to some other guy.

Summer knew immediately that her parents knew about Dillon and her relationship, though they thankfully didn't say anything. Dillon followed her when she went to talk with her parents, raising the newspaper. "Do you know about this?"

"I would hope so." Mrs. Winchester came over. "After all, it's only the marriage of their precious daughter!" Summer wanted to strangle the woman, but a warm hand squeezed her shoulder, and she felt herself calm, though only slightly. Dillon.

"Summer dear, you remember Mrs. Winchester." Her mom nodded at her. Summer nodded slowly.

"'Course."

"And there's the lucky groom himself!" Sure enough, Chasz was looking at his appearance in a mirror.

Now, Summer had absolutely no idea what she saw in Chasz Winchester. She meant, sure, he was cute, but he was completely arrogant, and selfish about his appearance. She heard a quiet snort behind her, and wanted to grin. Chasz was a ridiculous name…

"What is this?"

"Your rehearsal lunch, for your wedding." Her dad said it like it was obvious. The hand on her shoulder didn't move, not even when Mrs. Winchester and Mrs. Landsdown glanced at it disapprovingly.

"Hug hug hug give me a hug!" A high pitched shriek came from her right. All of them turned, and Dillon let go hastily as the girl all but flung herself at Summer. Summer smiled uncomfortably. "See?! When I pushed you off the truck, I told you you'd be fine."

"You pushed her off a truck?" Dillon asked, nearly incredulously.

Now, there was an ongoing battle in her head. Her thoughts were scattered, messy even as she tried to put her thoughts about this together. Then there was the side where she wanted to laugh and grin at everything Dillon did, and the other side which wanted to strangle everyone besides Dillon here.

"Fore!" Two of them, surprisingly, were called out, with the two competitors shouting it out. Summer's hand flew up automatically, catching one of the large balls, but it was Dillon that caught the other before it smacked her right in the head. His hand, calloused still, brushed briefly against her face as he caught the ball, making her skin tingle.

Trying to forget the sensation for the time being, she turned to her parents. "We need to talk."

"Honey, we're broke." Her mom said this blunt and direct. Summer felt her heart drop.

"What do you mean?"

"At the time of the Venjix attacks started, most of our fortune was tied up in investments."

"We have no money." Her mom said, as if a zombie.

"We came to Corinth with nothing."

"We have no money. You know, I'll never get used to the words coming out of my mouth. How do ordinary people say that?"

"They don't." Summer said, exasperated, rolling her eyes. "They have something called 'jobs' that I told you about."

"Oh, yes, jobs." Her mom said distantly.

"Look, I need the diamond to stop Venjix."

"And we need this wedding." Her mom countered.

Her dad frowned. "Honey, a year ago, you would have done anything to marry Chasz. What happened?"

"I have a boyfriend now." Even though it was true, it sounded pretty hollow in her ears.

"The Bennett boy? He's useless. Nothing to give you." Her mom frowned, nearly disgusted.

"He cares about me. You know, like how Chasz only cares about his appearance?"

Her dad sighed. "Honey, what happened to you in those years?"

Summer didn't answer.

"Guys, do me a favour and save this dance for the reception, okay?" Summer looked at the two. It was sweet, touching even, that Dillon would defend her to this degree, and more still as she watched Scott, clearly torn, as he tried to get Dillon to understand that this was for her parents.

Scott sighed and left the room, leaving Dillon and Summer alone.

"You don't have to do this." Summer smiled and placed a hand on his cheek. Dillon wrapped his own around it. "Would it help if I said please?"

Summer grinned. "As much as I would like to, that word didn't do a thing to my parents. Maybe pretty please."

Dillon sighed, but looked out. The reception was starting soon, and Summer's heart was beginning to sink with dread. A few more minutes, and she would get married to the most arrogant and self-egoistical man she knew. Dillon's voice cut in on her thoughts. "Even though it probably doesn't matter, you look…" He shrugged, trying to find a word.

"Beautiful?" Summer asked, smiling.

"Yeah." He was quick to agree, and smirked before walking back out. God, Summer wanted him more than ever now to go with him, but it could never happen. As Dr. K walked in, a lightbulb flashed in her head.

"Sword fighting? Kung fu? What kind of a Landsdown is that?" Mrs. Winchester screeched. Summer wanted to laugh at her expression. God, she looked furious. She saw Dillon smirking some way away. According to her, in the past, Dylan had not liked Mrs. Winchester, and Mrs. Winchester, in turn, had hated Dylan.

Some disagreement about Elena. Seemed like the grudge still stayed.

"A new one." Her father said, drawing Summer to his embrace protectively, and kissing her forehead.

"One that we are very proud off." Her mom added, smiling at Summer, before leading her up the stairs.

"Where do you think you're going?" Mrs. Winchester asked, still furious. "We know about you. You need the money. What would you do without it?"

Her mom stared back defiantly, and Summer had never felt so proud of her mom in her entire life. "I believe there is something called 'jobs'."

"We won't let you forget this. After all, who would want your daughter?"

Summer saw Dillon positively glaring at Mrs. Winchester now, along with the others, who were stunned at her speech. Her mom put her chin up defiantly once again. "I believe she already has a boyfriend." Summer beamed up at her mom, laughing at the looks of the boys' faces. She grinned at Dillon and he returned it briefly.

Scott, Ziggy and Flynn turned to Dillon, looking like they didn't know what to say. "What?" Dillon asked, looking nonchalant about the whole thing.

Summer wanted to kiss him right now…he affected her thoughts way too much. But then again…she thought as she laughed again: Her mom had thrown the bouquet, and the comment had been temporally forgotten as Michelle ran and tried to get it, landing flat on her face in the cake. "A waste of good cake!" Flynn had sighed. Maybe this was okay.

When they left Corinth to restart a life, she smiled at Tenaya - Elena - at the back, who grinned back at her, and then smiled at Dillon, pecking his cheek as he grinned at her as well, looking very much like his sister now as they both grinned.

It didn't matter that they were going to head out to a barren wasteland to try and see if there were any survivors or any chance of starting a new life, all that mattered was that she and Dillon - Dylan - were together.