Dexter Ferris was in love.

So was Amy Andrews.

The problem was, she was in love with someone else.

And tomorrow, she was going to marry Isaac and Dex would spend every day of the rest of his existence watching the woman he loved walking around wearing another man's ring.

It sucked to be him.

"Thanks for going to see The Last Jedi with me, Dex," Amy said, absentmindedly brushing a blonde hair back from her cheek with her free hand as they walked back to her apartment. She was holding his hand with the other. Something she did sometimes when it was just the two of them. "Ike just doesn't understand why I love that movie so much."

"Obviously his good taste only extends to women," Dex murmured. His voice was low and soft because he didn't want to say or do anything to ruin this moment. He hadn't expected to have this one last chance to be alone with her and he didn't want to spoil it. Tomorrow … tomorrow she would be walking down the aisle to Ike.

She laughed. "Oh, Dex." She squeezed his hand. "You'll go see the last one with me, won't you? Ike'll go if I ask him, but since we saw the first two together I think we should the last one too. It's our tradition."

He nodded.

They were almost at her door. She'd invite him up for coffee, maybe, but he knew he should decline. She had to be up early tomorrow for her big day. "So Ike's having his bachelor party tonight?"

"Yes. Frank promised to keep him out of trouble. I had my party early, so … well. I just wanted to spend my last night as a single girl with you." She cleared her throat. "My best friend."

"Always have been. Always will be." It was the promise he had made her.

"So... Reylo is a thing now. Officially I mean."

"Seems that way." He hadn't seen it the way she had. Who would possibly ship Rey with a monster like Kylo Ren? But in The Last Jedi ... "They definitely had chemistry together."

"Yeah." She smiled at him and then reached up touched his face playfully. She was always doing that sort of thing. Touching him. "You'd come back from the Dark Side for me, wouldn't you, Dex?"

He'd burn in hell for her. "That depends. Do I have to turn down ruling the First Order?"

"We're having a moment. Don't spoil it."

"But the throne, Amy. And the bowing. All the bowing? You'd ask me to give that up just to follow you back to the Resistance? That's totally unfair. You would have to join me on the Dark Side. We have cookies!"

"What kind of cookies?"

"Peanut butter?"

"Chocolate Chip. If I'm going to sell my soul to the Dark Side it totally has to be chocolate chip cookies."

"I'll keep that in mind." He smiled down at her. She was smiling too. He wanted to stay in that moment forever.

"Dex … I don't want things to change between us. You've always been there for me when I needed you. No matter what. You'll always be my best friend. You'll always be my Dex."

"Always and forever." He touched her face. He was drowning in her eyes. "Amy ..."

"Yes?" She looked up at him with such total trust, with an absolute certainty that he would never say or do anything to hurt her. He was her rock.

I love you, Amy Andrews. I've been in love with you so long that I don't know how to not be in love with you. You're as vital to me as the air I breathe. I love you. I love everything about you. I don't know how I'm going to survive tomorrow. I don't know how I'll be me without you.

But he doesn't say that, of course.

Amy made her choice, and it's a good one. Isaac is a good man. If Amy hadn't been in love with him, Dex thinks they could have been friends.

"Be happy, Amy." He kissed her forehead- the first time he'd ever done such a thing. The last time he'll ever do such a thing. "Just be happy."

"Dex." She blushes and looks away. She looks back at him and then her eyes widen with something that might be understanding. "Dex ..."

And that's when they heard the boy screaming.

The boy was young- maybe no more than eight or nine. He was on the railroad tracks. His foot somehow having gotten stuck in the rails.

There was a train coming.

"Amy, call 911!" He slid down the hill to the tracks, cursing as his pants tore. Who the hell did he think he was? He was no hero. If he had any sort of bravery in him Amy wouldn't be marrying another man.

But he was all the boy had.

He ran to the boy's side. The boy was still screaming, panic and fear in his bright blue eyes. He was wearing some weird homemade-looking outfit.

"We're going to get you out of this, buddy," he told the sandy haired boy who looked so strangely familiar. "I promise you we're going to get you out of here."

The engineer saw them. He could hear the desperate blasts of the air horn. He could hear the squeal of the brakes.

But it wasn't going to stop. It couldn't stop.

Frantically he tore at the boy's boot. It was tight. It was keeping the boy pinned down.

"I'm sorry, kid. This is probably going to hurt." He gritted his teeth and pulled.

The boy screamed bloody murder as his foot tore lose of the boot leaving his poor foot looking like it was shredded.

No time to run. No time to jump. Only time to throw the boy and pray he threw him far enough. "Please, God!"

And he threw.

The boy landed five feet from the tracks.

"Dex!" Amy screamed.

He never felt the impact as the train hit him.

…

"Please, Ben," Rey pleaded. "Don't do this."

Dex looked at the young woman pleading with him. She looked familiar. She looked at him so desperately it tore at his heart. He looked down at the strangely familiar cylinder in his hand and back to the woman. "Um... okay?"

She walked up to him and took the cylinder from him. "Thank you, Ben. Thank you so much."

And she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him.

Who the hell are you? Kylo Ren raged. Get out of my body now! And stop hugging Rey!

Dex looked down at his black clad self. "Oh hell."

He was Kylo frigging Ren?

What the hell just happened?

Author's Note: It's crazy how many ideas TLJ is giving me for stories. It's not like I need another one, but this little one popped into my head and I had to get it out there.