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Max shifted uncomfortably in her seat and paused as she struggled to decide what to say next. Rachel couldn't comprehend what was happening. What were they talking about? What huge family secret could they possibly reveal that could explain what the hell was going on? Did her mom's family have a history of mental illness? Was the donor some crazy psycho?
After watching her wife struggle for a few moments Chloe decided to start. "So you know that your mother and I met when we were kids but she moved away for a number of years. She came back her senior year to attend Blackwell right after Rachael (your namesake) went missing." Max nodded as she spoke.
"Yeah, and you guys caught that creepy teacher who killed her." Immediately her parents looked even more uncomfortable. Finally Max was able to speak.
"Well, it was more complicated than that. I encountered Chloe in a tense situation and discovered I had certain... err... abilities that helped us stop him."
This wasn't helping. "Abilities? Like what?" There was a long pause before Max finally responded.
"I saw Chloe get shot. And then I rewinded time. One moment I was staring at her collapse and the next I was back in class." She paused to look at her daughter. Dumbfounded Rachel looked to Chloe who just nodded and squeezed her wife's hand. Had her entire family suddenly lost their minds? Was this whole day some crazy fucked up dream?
"What? That's impossible! How even....?" Rachel was beyond confused. Chloe smiled and knocked the lamp off of the coffee table.
"Chloe!" Max exclaimed cringing at the sound of the glass breaking.
"I'm just trying to prove a point! You told me your first test was when you knocked your camera off the table." Max looked at her.
"Yeah I did, and then it broke again later. Just like you kept dying. Oh and then there was the tornado that destroyed half the town. Is Rachel using her powers really the best idea?" She got up to clean the mess.
"Max you saved Kate and that didn't mess things up I think a lamp would be kosher."
Rachel stared at them confused. Could it really be possible? Was she crazy even to consider it? Tentatively she rose her hand while her parents were to distracted to notice. Suddenly she could feel it. Time almost seemed to twist around her. The lamp was back on the table fully intact. Chloe began to lift her arm.
"Don't!" Rachel blurted before she even had time to process what she had done. Max raised her eyebrows as Chloe broke into a huge grin.
"Wow it's been a while. Still it never gets old." Her wife looked at her quizzically. "I knocked off the lamp. Or, at least I'm assuming I did since that's what I was about to do."
"Why would you do that? That lamp cost-"
"The lamp is fine! The point is you obviously inherited your mother's ability." she said turning to Rachel while ignoring Max's disapproving look.
"Your mother is right but it isn't always a gift." Max stated moving on from the lamp. "For now you should refrain from using it until we can decide what to do. Personally I try to do it as little as possible so my power doesn't keep getting in the way of my life. I remember how overwhelming this is so we'll just take it one thing at a time. I'm sure you have a lot of questions." Rachel sat there and stared at her hands for a moment. Overwhelming felt like an understatement. With all the questions running through her head she was surprised when only one came to her mouth.
"Shouldn't it be rewound instead of rewinded?" After a beat everyone began to laugh way harder than they should've. Rachel was confused and scared but she felt safe with her family.