"And once I asked Yaahl to show me what came next, I witnessed a great tornado rip through the harbor. It was massive. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. It destroyed Arcadia. I was terrified, of course. Right there, in the middle of my vision I shouted for Yaahl's guidance. He flew over the ruins and where his wings glided over new buildings appeared. The transformation continued, even deep into the forest, and that is when I saw it. A gated estate built after the storm. A sign read Pan Estates. I knew then what was coming and that this storm was a gift to me from the Raven. This town would finally be remade in the Prescott image. Martin's dream would be realized."

Max pressed the stop button and set the tape on rewind. As the tape spun in reverse she wondered if this was what it looked like when she used her power. Somewhere a large track of ethereal tape was being pulled backwards. Or was what she was doing more like when the tape ran off the spool and flew off in every direction becoming a tangled mess? She hoped not. She was always the one to have to fix the tape when Chloe let it get that way.

Chloe was sitting crossed legged across from her on the couch with the recorder in between them. Once the tape had reset, Chloe ejected it and inserted a new one. "Last one." Max may have stretched the truth about how much these tapes made her uncomfortable. Nonetheless, she was grateful to have her here helping, even if most of it was silly banter.

"I hope this one has something good on it. It's the oldest one dated." Max said. Chloe could detect her anxiety. She put her hand on the brunette's knee. She had gotten really good at reading Max's subtle expressions and gestures. It made Max both grateful and a little nervous that someone could read her so well.

Chloe squeezed her leg, "If this doesn't have anything useful on it for your high shamaness, then I will personally break into Sean's house so I can get you something."

Max couldn't resist a giggle as she imagined the punk putting her foot through the Prescott family door with a 'Here's Chloe!' for extra effect. "Here's hoping you don't have to get arrested." Max pushed the play button on the recorder.

"Something odd happened today…" The recorder went silent and both girls looked down at it to check if the tape was still rolling. "A man visited me today. I had never met him before but I heard a knock on my door. I open it, and imagine my surprise when I see a native looking man on my front step. Well really...it shocked me, but I asked him what he wanted. He said that his name was Joseph. Joseph Chouneau. I am recording it here for future reference. He identified himself as a volunteer who assisted a cultural center which he did not name regarding the Haida tribe. He proceeded to explain that he was a descendant of the tribe and had studied it's shamanism rituals. So I played dumb. I repeated my question inquiring why he had sought me out. He saw right through my ruse and cut to the chase. He accused me of having a dark spirit in possession of my body and demanded that I immediately allow him to draw it out. I told him I had no idea what he was spouting and told him to leave my property before I had him locked up. He did, but I may have to do something about him, especially if he shows up again. He didn't claim to be a shaman but he was able to detect that I had communed with Yaahl recently. Equal parts refreshing and irritating that I had finally spoke with someone with almost as much knowledge as I have on the subject. If I have to make a move at least I have his information recorded for myself and Nathan."

Chloe hit the stop button and set the tape on rewind. "Well that one was hella more interesting than the one on how to make a protection trinket."

"Joseph Cho- Choun- Joseph Chouneau." Max repeated to herself.

"He sounds like just the guy we need to talk to. He knows about all this spirity stuff and he knew Sean was packing dark voodoo. He is sure to have more information on Yaahl."

Max sighed and leaned back on her hands, "Yeah right, all we have is a name and he didn't even say where he worked."

Chloe stood up, "Not a problem. Your loyal minion has an idea." She walked over to Max's computer and sat down and started to type.

"Really?" Max asked brightening up. She sat up and followed Chloe over to her desk. Looking over the punk's shoulder, Max saw her search different spellings of Joseph's last name.

"If he's done work as a researcher, than usually they list the names of people who have contributed to it." She clicked on a website and a page full of Haida artifacts displayed on the screen. Max watched as Chloe searched a few pages until she scrolled to the bottom catching sight of Joseph's name. A work email was listed beside it as a contact for further contributions. "This is the Winfield cultural center. Winfield is about an hour north from here."

Max almost broke into a dance. She placed a hand on Chloe's shoulder and leaned in close. "Send him an email. Tell him we want to meet him."

Chloe turned to her, "What do you want me to tell him? Has time powah's halp plox?"

Max shoved her shoulder and whined, "Noooooooo." She huffed to herself. What would she say? Chloe was pulling her email up now and drafting a new one. The punk looked up at her expectantly. "He knew something was wrong with Sean and he wanted to fix it. So let's work off of that. Tell him that we know about his visit to Sean Prescott and that we know that the raven spirit Yaahl is involved." Chloe typed as Max dictated. "Also that we want to help him but that we have to do it together. For that to happen we need to meet him."

"Alright short and sweet. It's sent. I hope he takes us seriously. If we have to, we can visit the cultural center ourselves and ask around for him."

Chloe scooted the computer chair back and turned it around to face Max, beaming at her. "You're the best minion ever. I couldn't do anything without you." Max said. She seized the opportunity to sit in Chloe's lap and she straddled the punk's legs.

"Oh, well...ya know besides controlling time and space." Chloe demurred. She wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist, satisfied at having full access to her. Max's face dipped down shying away from the fury's gaze. Chloe smiled. Even when Max was in a position of control and domination, she could still be submissive. It made her want to both take and give in equal measure. The clash of two opposite desires filled her with an ache that pleaded with her to be released.

Chloe squeezed Max's ass with both her hands. The brunette inhaled a gasp of surprise but exhaled a pleased moan. She pushed her hips into Chloe's both directing her to continue but at the same time encouraging her to lead. The ache bubbled over and it drove Chloe wild. She tilted her head back and pushed her lips hard against Max's. Arms encircled her neck drawing their bodies closer. A teasing lick against her tongue drove her to seek out Max's but the brunette pulled away. She began to suck on Chloe's outstretched tongue held between their lips. A short whimper was enticed from her at Max savoring how she tasted. She fumbled with the button on Max's jeans and met no resistance. Max ran her hands along Chloe's shoulders and her neck as each kept their eyes locked on the other in mutual passion.

Chloe's hand dived past Max's waistband and her fingers sought out Max's own ache. She wanted nothing but to be the one to please her. No one else. She wanted to watch the wave of release hit her and know she had caused it. Her finger hit the point of pent of pressure and flicked. Max's body trembled at the touch and she grabbed Chloe's arm. The blue fury leaned in and slowly kissed her with a sensitivity that was as powerful as her fingers. Their lips barely touching Max whispered, "I love you Chloe."

"I love you Max." Her desire was hotter than Chloe could imagine, it dripped between her fingers as she probed it's depths. Their faces hovered close to each other. She loved listening to Max's coo's and high pitched whimpers as she coaxed the pleasure with her finger allowing her thumb to play with her button. She could tell the wave was growing near it's peak.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The wave split in two and crashed within itself. Chloe pulled her hand away and Max balanced herself holding onto the punk's shoulder. The world began to spin in reverse around them undoing everything that had happened but not between them.

Chloe felt terrible, the moment had been broken and she wanted nothing but to finish what they had started. It was the something special she had always wanted to share with Max and even when she had it, she managed to mess it up. She put a dry hand to Max's cheek, "I'm sorry Max. Whoever it is, I'm about to kick their ass. I'm so sorry."

She wanted to blame herself but Max's eyes didn't allow her, they were understanding and not disappointed. Max smiled and placed her hand on Chloe's. "You are hella hot baby. We will have our time. I promise." The brunette looked at Chloe's other hand and blushed. She stood up and handed her something to clean it with. "You better open the door. I...need to cool down for a second."

Chloe crossed her arms and nodded.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Chloe swung the door open. David was standing on the other end. His face twisted into anger and quiet frustration. "I figured I'd find you here. There's -"

"Listen here you clam jamming asshole. For once in my life I'd like a little peace and quiet especially when I'm trying to bang my girlfriend." David's mouth flew open but didn't speak befuddled by the verbal barrage of unexpected information. "But no! You had to traipse your overly compensating mustache down here to ruin everything. Because you're day isn't over until you've marked the checkbox next to 'fucked Chloe over' on your list of people to piss off." David sputtered but Chloe in one swift motion slammed the door in his face and locked it. She spun around to face Max who wore a similar expression of shock as David.

"Ok I feel better, go ahead and do it."

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Chloe opened the door again.

"I figured I'd find you here. There's a police officer here, officer Berry, who just showed up asking for you and your friend Max here."

It was Chloe's turn to be surprised. "What?!" She asked in disbelief.

"Now I told him that I didn't want him making a big scene with you so I asked him as a favor to let me escort you and Max to him out in the parking lot. He wants to talk to you at the station." David's anger subsided and all that remained was a disappointed man uncomfortable with his inability to improve the situation. Max could tell, David was scared for Chloe.

"What about?" Chloe demanded. "I haven't done anything wrong."

David stepped inside and closed the door. "Chloe, please." His tone was one of someone who had heard this all before. "Sean Prescott has cameras on his property. Property, which you and Max trespassed on this morning. Not to mention, he is suggesting that there was property damage and that you caused this while you were there."

"David I didn't-" Chloe protested but David held his hand up to stop her.

"A fire Chloe. A damn fire. If he has you on camera near a building that caught fire and...with your past record? We are looking at arson if he can tie you to this. Now look. The reason officer Berry is here is because he came here on behalf of Sean. He said Mr. Prescott wanted to talk to you and that there could be a chance that he would not press the charges. We have to take this Chloe. I want you to go with Andy and talk to Sean and see what he wants for him to drop all of this."

Max couldn't help but feel sad for David. He looked like a soldier having a losing last stand while still trying to desperately hold onto his last breath of life. Both her and Chloe knew that David had grown to care about her. For all their disagreements and battles, it was here in the quiet moments, the transition between life changing events that David stood with Chloe, by her side, attempting to help any way he could.

"We have to tell him." Chloe said at last to Max. "You know this is a ploy from Sean to capture us before we can do any real damage. The cat is out of the bag and he knows we know. We need David's help to bust Jefferson and Nathan and that will slow Sean down while we track down Joseph."

"Tell me what? What about Jefferson and Nathan? Was that why you were out there on Sean's property?" David said.

"Okay, we tell him." Max concluded.

"Everything Max…" Chloe hesitated, "If you can include me in the rewinds then you should be able to include David."

"I…" Max began. She had never really considered it. She didn't know what would happen or even if it would work. Chloe was special.

"Please try, for me." Chloe said. David was looking back and forth between them like Dana had before as if they were aliens chattering away in a foreign language. Max nodded. She would try.

"If I don't take you two down to Berry right now, the deal will be off and I won't be able to protect you."

"David, just trust me, for once. Watch." She scanned the room looking for something, "We're going to need a demonstration." She pulled the revolver out of her pocket and aimed it at Max's window.

"Is that my gun?"

Chloe pulled back the hammer and shot the window. David watched horrified as his control of the situation shattered into a million pieces. He started to shout an objection, but the words were lost the moment they left his lips, fading into another timeline. The fragments of the window slowly picked themselves up off the floor and before his eyes assembled themselves back together like a jigsaw puzzle. Max could see both Chloe and David in perfect clarity while the rest of the world blurred around them rearranging itself. A power surged through Max like she had never felt before. The ability to rewind hours or even days were at her fingertips. The bullet glided back into the barrel of the revolver and the cylinder turned to it's previous position. The hammer fired in reverse and Max released the rewind. David stood motionless, attempting to understand the incomprehensible. His eyes were fixated on the unbroken window, the gears turning underneath them were grinding to a halt.

Chloe put her hand on his arm to steady him. "We should explain from the beginning."

David was sitting down on Max's bed holding his own folder of collected evidence. The coordinates he had tracked and pictures he had taken along side his notes were all here. But it wasn't his. It belonged to another David in another timeline. His notes were at his house in the garage secured behind a padlock.

"So you're saying that I've done this before?" He asked. He squeezed the folder between his hands testing its integrity as if it might vanish any moment. Max and Chloe were sitting together on the couch across from him.

"Yes you had Jefferson and Nathan arrested and you saved my life when I was captured." Max answered.

"You saved Chloe with this power?"

"I did. Like I said, it's what triggered it in the first place."

"And finding this man? Joseph? He can help you figure out what you're suppose to do with it?"

Max nodded. Chloe and her had spent almost an hour telling him everything that had happened in the previous timeline and some of what would happen if they didn't do something. It would need time to sink in. She could see David wrestling with the idea that all of this was even real but unable to deny what he had saw Max do. They had left the parts out about her and Chloe being in a relationship. Max figured that one more reveal might push David over the limit of what he could handle right now. She assumed if he didn't pick up on it now then another time would be appropriate.

David sat in silence contemplating. Chloe glanced out the window she had used for her demonstration and it caught Max's attention as well. Max's forecast from the past told her today it was suppose to rain but snowflakes were drifting past the glass. They weren't late from yesterday. The temperature had finally dropped low enough to cause it. David turned to look at the snow.

"That's this week's sign. The temperature and the snow. That means it's coming doesn't it? The tornado?" David said.

"Yes." Max said.

David stood up having made up his mind and the girls looked up at him waiting for his answer. The question had been asked as soon as they had started explaining everything to him. Max and Chloe knew that everything hinged upon that unspoken question. Do you believe us?

David held up the folder that Max had returned to him. "I'm going back to officer Berry and showing him all of this. We are going to find that dark room and take that scumbag Jefferson to jail." Chloe jumped up and hugged him. David almost stumbled back but caught himself. He held Chloe awkwardly and then despite himself squeezed her in a hug.

Chloe stepped back and David put his hand on her shoulder. "Chloe, I'm sorry about what happen to Rachel. We'll find her out there where you told me. There has to be evidence that links Jefferson and Nathan to her murder there too." Max smiled as a tear slid down Chloe's cheek. Ever since David had saved her she had wanted him and Chloe to find an understanding. At first she wasn't so sure about telling someone else about her power but it felt right seeing Chloe and David having their moment.

"Thank you...David" Chloe said.

Max could never recall a time in which David smiled but he did as he said, "I want you and Max to go find Joseph and do what you have to do. The Prescotts have gotten away with a lot of bad deeds but it ends now. I'll try to help any way I can and if doing this will distract Sean so you can do what you need to then I will." He opened the door to leave and stood on the threshold.

Max joined Chloe standing by her side. "Mr. Madsen. Thank you so much for this."

David leveled a finger at her, "You take care of Chloe. I don't care what time joo joo you have to do, you just keep her safe."

"I promise." Max said.

The door closed and he was gone.

Max's laptop dinged behind them. Both girls spun around and then raced to the desk. Chloe slid into the chair and checked Max's emails. "It's him Mad Max."

"What does it say?"

"He wants to meet in Rinow park in Winfield today at three. He wants to know how he will identify us." Chloe typed a reply. "Alright, I'm telling him to look out for two girls sitting on a bench or picnic table. One with a grey hoody and the other with blue hair. He can't miss that."

"Good idea. I can't believe he wants to meet so soon. We need to get going now if we want to make it in time." Max said.

Chloe stood up and hugged her. "I'm going to take my bag with my clothes and stuff. You should pack something too. We don't need to be here where Sean can find us."

"I guess you're right. Sean already sent his police dog after us. He could send someone else." They parted and Max dug around in her closet pulling out a black bag for her clothes. She packed it with a week's worth of clothes and put her shower kit inside of it. Chloe helped pack her laptop up in her laptop case.

"It's going to be cold. Do you have anything heavier than that hoodie?" Chloe asked as she surveyed their collected baggage resting on Max's bed.

Max went back to her closet. "I like this nurturing side of you." She said over her shoulder. Max pulled a brown leather jacket out and held it in front of her to show Chloe.

"Hey, that's a badass coat. It's kind of like mine except brown." Chloe smiled.

Max shrugged, "My dad got this for me last year but I wasn't going to wear it. You like it?" Max had always thought it made her look tougher than she felt. But maybe not anymore. She felt strong and confidant. Things were looking up for them and soon they would be meeting someone that could be an ally and finally give Max more answers. She could see herself now standing beside Chloe, tough enough to wear it.

"I think you'll look hella sexy in it, like a bad girl. And bonus points for keeping you warm."

"That's what I have you for silly." Max said with a wink. Chloe smirked and helped Max gather up their baggage.

As they were leaving, Chloe took one last look at Max's room before closing the door and declaring, "Road Trip!"