A/N: Soooo… people thought it was a 'massive twist'… But my two faithful reviewers still loved it, so… here it is! Oh, and song titles are now being incorporated into reviews – they must like that part of it! Actually, I've been lacking in the song reference area… I keep forgetting! Plus, I reuse the same ones! Okay, shut up. Ohmigeorge I can't believe people love my story. I said shut up! *little voice says 'She Said She Said' in sing-song voice*. So, I like, got an Abbey Road poster for a Secret Santa present and my wonderful Daddy got it mounted and now it's sitting on my shelf (since there's nowhere to hang it yet) and I just stare at it, and it's bloody awesome! I know, I should really have more, but I don't unfortunately! The extent to my Beatles merchandise is the Abbey Road poster and these Revolver guitar picks (did I mention I play The Beatles songs on my guitar all the time and I'm really good at it?) Okay, now I've really got to get on with it!

Chapter 11 – Mr Moonlight

I couldn't believe Max could do that. Well, it was slightly more believable on account of what had happened to us three days earlier. He spun on his heel to look at me.
"Your turn," he said simply.
"What? My turn?" was my reaction, "Who said I could even do anything like that?"
"Well if I can, you must be able to."
"Was it the moon?"
"I think so. Instead of dying from the moonlight, we gained… superpowers."
"Hey, no one said I got any!"
"Well I did, and you were exposed longer than I was, so it would be more likely for you to get some than me! It must've been that weird feeling we had afterwards – and the electric shock must have something to do with it too."
"Okay, I'm officially calling you Mr Moonlight now – it so fits!"
"Yes it does, Mrs Moonlight," he embraced me.
I saw shocked at his mention of being married. He must've caught on to my expression.
"Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that!" he hurriedly tried to reassure me.
"That's fine, I knew what you meant."

I was still trying to take it all in. Max could make it snow. What could I do, then? If I could even do anything.
"How did you… come across it?"
"Well, you know the storm last night?"
"Yeah."
"Well I couldn't sleep because it was too loud, so I wished that it would go away. It did. I thought it odd, so I tried using my mind to make it start again, and it did."
"What, so it's not just snow?"
"No… it's all weather."
Wow. My boyfriend could control weather… this was strange, but cool. If I were anyone else, I'd probably be scared of him, but since I know how it happened – and the fact that it most likely happened to me too – I wasn't scared of him at all. I was supportive more than anything.
"Sadie, we need to figure out what you can do."
"How? I can't just 'figure it out', I have to discover it spontaneously!"
"Well… I don't know! You know what fictional superpowers exist, try them."

I tried them all – the common ones. Telepathy, precognition, lifting the furniture and climbing up walls – those two didn't go down too well. And to make it worse, Max laughed at me! What type of boyfriend laughs at their epically failing girlfriend? Mine, that's what!
"Max, I can't find it!" I sobbed, "Maybe I don't have one!"
"Sadie, like I said before, you have to have on if I have one."
"Yeah, but what if it doesn't work that way? What if surviving a low exposure gives you powers but surviving a large exposure doesn't?"
"Sadie, you survived, therefore you have a power. Simple as that."
"And how would you know?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Well, I survived…"
"Yeah, but that's one case. You don't know that's it's true for every time."
"Well I'm not going to argue, but explain to my why you're still alive then."

There really was no explanation, apart from his theory. This was all extremely crazy.
"Oh, and there's another thing…" he said.
What else could there possibly be? I thought.
"Look closely at the floor," he pointed to the carpet where the snow was moments earlier. I looked, and somehow managed to see every speck of dirt in the carpet – I had only vacuumed the house a week earlier!
"What? I only vacuumed last week!"
"No, it's clean. Now stop focusing on the floor and just glance at it normally."
I did what he told me and this time I didn't see the dirt.
"Are you doing this?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"No, the dirt is there. But only people with, you could say, enhanced vision would be able to see it on closer inspection."
"So you're saying we – I have enhanced vision?" I could barely believe it. I did have a superpower after all!
"Not just vision… all of our senses are enhanced!" he said it really excitedly, "Your being able to see the dirt proves that you have a superpower. Believe me now?"
"I believe you. But then why do you have my power too?"
"This isn't our power. Well, it is, but I reckon it's something we both get, just for having superpowers. Kind of like a buy-one-get-one-free."
"This is… big. Major! It's a good thing we didn't get tested, our DNA structure could've been changed. They might've thought we were aliens!"
Max laughed.

"Do you want me to stay? I can go home if you want."
"No, stay! I want you to be here in case I discover my power," I practically begged him to stay.
"Okay," he laughed.
"I'll just… go and get dressed. And don't even try and spy on me – I'll hear you, remember?" I warned him jokingly, but seriously at the same time.
"I wouldn't."
I trotted up the stairs but ran into Mum halfway up.
"Oh! Morning," I greeted her.
She had a pale, ghostly look on her face, "Mum, are you alright?"
"Huh, yeah! Fine!" she snapped out of her daze and assured me unreassuringly.
"Oh, well Max is here, so I'm going to go and get dressed."
I squeezed past her and went into my room where I dressed in jeans and an Abbey Road t-shirt and roughly brushed my hair and teeth.

I flew down the stairs to find Mum plopped on the lounge in an awkward position as if she had fainted there. Max was knelt next to her feeling her temperature.
"Mum? What's wrong? You are not okay!" I worriedly rushed over to her.
"She just came in here in a daze and flopped down here, not saying anything," Max filled me in.
"Get an icepack out of the freezer."
As my boyfriend went into the kitchen I tried to get through to Mum.
"Mum, what's wrong?" I asked her. She was obviously not unconscious and she hadn't fainted either. She was just in a weird daze type thing. Max came back with an icepack and a tea towel.
"It's like somebody spoke and she went into a dream," Max said, creatively incorporating lyrics from A Day In The Life into his hypothesis.
"Max, what-?" I cut myself off, a look of realisation on my face.
"What is it?"
I stood up and dragged Max away from Mum.
"What if she… heard us?" I asked him in a whisper. His eyes went wide.
"Oh my God, you're right! She could've been on the stairs when we spoke!"
"What do we do?"
"I better put this on her forehead," Max suggested, holding up the icepack he was holding. He crouched next to Mum and placed it gently on her… hairline?
"Max, lower!" I hissed. He still had his hand on it and it suddenly moved down her forehead, exactly in the place I would've put it. He still didn't take his hand away after it moved.

He seemed unmoving, frozen you could say, like my Mum. He turned his head and looked up at me with wide, shocked eyes. I half mouthed 'what' with a confused look on my face. He hesitantly opened his mouth to speak, and when he did it was in a soft voice.
"I didn't do that."

A/N: Short and sweet. Another cliff-hanger! Seriously, I've just realised – how many chapters end with Max saying Something shocking? Okay, I bolded Abbey Road Because it's an album. I updated quickly because I wanted to get another chapter out before I leave on Thursday to go on a road trip for 10 days! So, I MIGHT update tomorrow but that gives me tomorrow to write it which I might not get around to doing since I have to Help! clean the house and pack. I'll be going to bed early tomorrow night because we have to get up at 4am to leave! Ugh! I usually update late at night, like now (as it's 10:5pm Tuesday here) so you'll be very lucky if I upload Chapter 12 tomorrow. But, I Will probably write about five chapters while I'm away (Hello, road trip! Hours of endless boredom in a car – luckily with a laptop to write :D). So, anyway, if I don't update in ages, that's why. Even though I've been waiting longer for some people to update! Okay… Hello, Goodbye!