A/N: I am a big fan of Kayleen756894. She is literally one of my favourite writers on here. So to add to her love for Amberpricefield, I decided to write my own story. It is one of my favourite ships after all. This story is very much inspired by her LiS stories.

Life Is Strange is my favourite game to have come out over the past few years, and Before the Storm blew me away. So if I get to write for one of my all time favourite fandom's, I'll take it. I will have to write a prequel at some point, explaining this AU.

Basically: Max couldn't bring herself to hurt Chloe, or destroy her childhood home. She travelled back through different photos. She found a way to fix things, to save Rachel and stop the tornado (I'll work on it). When she left the photo she found she couldn't rewind anymore.

Well, other than that I hope you enjoy. I'll be adding chapters when l can.

(Also I don't own Life Is Strange, this for entertainment purposes)(Image credits to 'thegadgetfishes' on deviantart)


Life Is Certainly Strange

Max shot up from the bed, gasping for air. The only light being the moonlight shimmering in through the shut windows of the room. Her face was covered in sweat. To say it was October, she was really burning up. She needed to breathe. She looked around. It was Chloe's room, just slightly cleaner. Stumbling out of bed, still seemingly half asleep, she ran to the windows. Max frantically lifted the window up and took in a large breath. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale... exhale.

Chloe brought herself up out of bed noticing the empty space where Max once slept. She saw Max hunched over the desk, breathing heavily. Immediately the blue locked hair rushed over to her friend in a panic. She attempted to comfort the brunette. "Max! What's wrong? What happened? Are you okay?" The blue haired girl was clearly worried for her partner. She looked nearly just as panicked as the brunette. Chloe cared for her partner, brushing up and down Max's arm with her fingers. She knew it helped calm her friend from when the two were just kids.

Max always felt touched by her friend's care for her. Truly she never felt safer than when Chloe was there for her. They were inseparable, and Chlo would dare the universe to try and separate them. Perhaps that was why Max had been bombarded by these nightmares. As if the universe was trying to test them or something. Well, memories was a more truthful name for them in all honesty, but they were never exactly pleasant memories.

By now, the third partner of the trio had awoken from their deep slumber. The girl that Max changed and almost broke time for, just to bring her back. Rachel sat upright looking at her girlfriends. In an attempt at a comforting tone, she asked from across the room, "Was it the nightmares again?" It came across more as panicked than anything. Rachel may not have known Max for long, but in the time that they got to know each other the two seemed to fall for each other. Chloe already loved the two more than anything in the world, strengthening the bonds between the three.

Chloe brought the brunette back to the bed where the two sat at the front of the bed. Rachel moved over to the pair, snuggling Max. "What is it Max? Are you okay?" She may not always come across as serious, but her tone assured the others how she did care about Max. Something about her face really set the idea that she cared. Max pulled her knees up to her chest and curled up putting her arms around her knees. She was seemingly defensive, likely feeling as if she shouldn't want to worry the two girls as to her problems.

"Ever since this timeline started, I thought I could forget that the other ones actually happened. But I keep remembering them. The tornado, th-the wheelchair, the... darkroom..." Max had been trying to forget it all, seemingly by willpower alone. It wasn't as easy as she thought it would be. The nightmares ensured that. The memories just seemed to keep following her. Max had been in therapy for weeks now. Her girlfriends supported her throughout. If it weren't for them, who knows what might have happened to Max.

"Dude look at me ok, don't even fucking worry about it. You are still my supermax, no matter what." Rachel shared Chloe's sentiment. "Literally, you're my hero. You saved me remember. Okay? Never forget that." She never would. Ever since Max created this timeline where Rachel was alive and well, Max realised the cost of it all. Max was unable to rewind, similar to being on the roof with Kate in the other timeline. The comfort she felt around her definitely helped. She felt truly loved. Even if the nightmares kept happening, Max thought, at least she had these two by her side for every step. They were there for her, and she knew they wouldn't leave.

Rachel started twisting a section of Max's hair around her index finger, being flirty like she usually was. "Besides, if you hadn't saved me, I would never have gotten the chance to meet you, and get to know you. Or more importantly, do this." she whispered in a sultry tone into Max's ear. Max was confused. "Do wha-" she started before being cut off by Rachel's lips meeting hers. It was abrupt, but not unwanted. She could feel the blonde's heat emanating from her. It was comforting. Her hair smelled of jasmine, and Max could taste the remnants of Rachel's lip gloss. Rachel was... intoxicating.

The brunette's eyes were wide open. The two girls had kissed quite a few times before, but Max was just caught off guard here. It was so unexpected. Chloe, seeing the surprise in her face, laid back on the bed laughing with a smirk slowly stretching across her face. Max, succumbing to Rachel's love, melted into the kiss. Her face burning crimson, she didn't care if Chloe was laughing. She loved Rachel. Rachel, presuming by how long the kiss lasted, almost definitely loved her as well. "Gasp, you made Maxine blush." She sniggered.

Rachel slowly parted from Max. She opened her eyes to find a confused Max, seemingly still kissing into thin air. Slowly the brunette opened her eyes finding Rachel looking at her smiling. The blonde pecked a single kiss on the tip of Max's nose. She moved over to Max's ear, whispering into them, "Never forget, how much we love you." Rachel would never let Max forget this. Max never wanted her to stop. It allowed her to feel warm and loved but most of all, cared for. "Yeah, you can always come to us. We're right here if you ever need us." Chloe replied warmly, stroking Max's arm with an open hand.

"Now can we all just go to sleep. I'm hella tired." Chloe crawled to the side of the bed. She moved into Max's space, presumably as to let Max sleep in between the two partners. They wanted to prove they cared and respected her. She felt safe with the two of them by her. She always did. No matter the nightmares, when she woke up she would be surrounded by her seemingly perfect dreamland. To Max it seemed almost too good to be true. Chloe thought of it as Max earning what she deserved after saving her and Rachel.

The two girls laid on either side of Max. Rachel was the first to fall asleep. She laid with her arm stretched out onto Max's stomach. Max felt protected by Rachel, that she was safe laying here with her. The blonde's heat spread to Max's abdomen and calmed Max. She felt safe enough to fall back to sleep. Slowly Max lowered her head, closing her eyes. After a minute, she finally dropped off to sleep. Chloe could finally sleep knowing Max was fine. Tired, the blue haired girl fell asleep knowing Max would be okay.