And here is the final chapter.

See you on the flip side

Destined

As usual with the photo jump, a montage of the current timeline events and the alterations faded into existence. Chloe shoving Nathan to the ground in Blackwell's bathroom on Monday 7th warped into David finding Max passed out in the Dark Room on Friday 4th, Jefferson dead in a pool of his own blood. The originally later scene of Max visiting Kate in hospital moved forward, this time the roles reversed. Nathan head-butting Warren in the parking lot shifted to David and Joyce talking to Chloe. The moment where Max had snapped a shot of Chloe dancing and smoking before David interrupted was replaced with a crashed red SUV and several police cars, Chloe's truck precariously stopped on a nearby pavement

Max and Chloe walking on the train tracks on Tuesday remained unchanged. Their late night swimming session transformed into Kate and Victoria chatting with Max in her dorm room. Wednesday's morning photobomb changed to show the two girls eating breakfast in the Two Whales. Chloe getting hugged by Max stayed as it was. The Prescott Bunker getting raided had already happened by this point in the timeline, now depicting Kate winning the 'Everyday Heroes' contest.

And finally, Max and Chloe stood by the lighthouse during the storm on Friday warped into them sitting on the bench overlooking the calm waters. Not a storm cloud in sight.

Coming too, Max started to grow aware of her surroundings, senses kickstarting. The sound of waves lazily crashing against the rocks, birds chirruping away in the trees, the smell of sea salt and cigarettes. As her eyes opened, she was hit with a bright orange sunset. She blinked a few times, the dull ache in her head slowly subsiding.

"Hello, planet earth to Super Max. Did you even hear a word I just said?" The voice - sounding a little more frustrated than usual - made Max turn her head sharply, still feeling a little light-headed.

"Chloe..." Max mumbled as her gaze fell on the familiar blue-haired punk. Seeing her again made the brunette's heart jump for joy, launching herself at the punk without warning. She wrapped her arms tight around Chloe, mumbling relieved words under her breath.

Startled by the unexpected hug attack, Chloe's arms were pinned to her sides. "Whoa, down Max. Anyone would think you haven't seen me for ages."

"Sorry, I'm just really happy..." That sentence didn't even begin to describe how she was feeling right now. Clearing her throat, she let her grip loosen and pulled back to look at her friend. Blue eyes met, the young time traveler getting distracted by lips she'd kissed several times before now. Hesitating for a fraction of a second, she instinctively leaned in closer to press her lips against Chloe's.

It took the punk a few seconds to realize what was happening, eyes widening. Pulling back, totally stunned, she gave the brunette a questioning look. Words failed her for a few seconds, trying to process all this. "Max, what... are you doing?"

A surge of panic rushed through her, hand impulsively raising to undo her mistake only to have Chloe grab her arm. The bluenette gripped on tight, eyes filled with accusation. "Don't you dare, Caulfield... unless, you didn't mean it..." That afterthought came out disheartened, anger fading.

"I, uh... sorry," Max mumbled, feeling her cheeks heat up. She'd only been in this reality for a few minutes and already she was messing up.

Silence fell over them, neither girl speaking; they had no idea what to say after that. Eventually, Chloe let out a sigh and gave her friend an uncertain glance. "You know, I'm a little annoyed." She frowned for a moment, expression soon shifting to her trademark impish smirk. "I've been working up the nerve to dare you to do that for a few days now. Guess you beat me to the punch."

"Huh?" Was all the brunette could manage, figuring that some things didn't change. "Oh..."

Looking a little worried, Chloe stared at her like she was trying to figure something out. "Max, are you okay? You seem really spaced out right now."

"It's been a seriously crazy week..." Understatement of the century. "Wait, what's the date?"

"Friday the 11th, why?" Chloe replied, even more confused now.

Turning to look out over the bay, Max let herself smile. Not even a whisper of a gray cloud or drop of rain. "No storm... I did it."

"Err, storm?"

"And Rachel..." the brunette muttered to herself.

The name didn't seem to get any recognition from Chloe. "Rachel who...? Max, what have you done this time?"

"Rachel Amber. My height, blonde hair, our da-" she caught herself before she finished that sentence. That was a bombshell that required more explanation, again.

The description not helping, Chloe scratched her head. "Never heard of her... Max, what's going on?"

"That's actually my line this time. I, err... I need you to fill me in on what's happened." It was kinda ironic, Chloe having to be the one to catch her up for a change.

"Huh..." Realization sparked in Chloe's Blue eyes. "Oh, you jumped through a photo again, didn't you?"

Feeling a flicker of guilt, Max rubbed the back of her neck. "I didn't really have a choice... wait, again?"

"Didn't you learn when you tried to save my dad?" Chloe sighed sadly. "How far in the future are you?"

So far, she had learned that Rachel didn't exist yet in this timeline - as it should be since she technically hadn't been born yet - and she had still traveled back to when William was alive using her photo jump. What else had changed or stayed the same? "Err, I'm not. I'm from today. I jumped back from today to last Friday."

"Huh... So you don't know anything about this week?" Chloe concluded.

"Last thing I remember is... shooting Jefferson." The name made her face scrunch up in disgust.

"You actually remember that now?" Chloe asked, sounding surprised.

Max nodded. "I sorta... planned it. Bastard deserved it."

"He got off too easy, if you ask me," the bluenette added bitterly. "After what he tried to do to you..."

"What, he's still alive?!" Max exclaimed, beginning to panic.

"Nah, that fucker's gone. You got him good." The blue-haired punk smirked. "Remind me not to annoy you."

"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure you won't be able to annoy me that much," the young time traveler reassured.

"That almost sounded like a challenge," Chloe added with a smirk, to which Max rolled her eyes. "So, what do you want to know?"

"Uh, everything. I'm guessing I probably spent the weekend in the police station." There must have been a ton of questions to answer.

Chloe shook her head. "Nope, the hospital actually. Shock and trauma, as well as a minor head injury."

"Not the best place for a reunion... I know how you hate hospitals." After what happened with William, who could blame her.

A flicker of guilt entered her blue eyes. "I... didn't visit you. I didn't know until Monday when mom and David sat me down and told me. I sorta spent the weekend half passed out in the junkyard."

"Oh." Max couldn't help but feel a little disappointed but she quickly dismissed it. "So, how did we meet up again?"

"Funny you should ask." Shuffling on the bench, Chloe began to explain what happened. "After I was told what happened on Friday, I rushed to Blackwell to find you. Before I got to the parking lot, you appeared in the middle of the road out of nowhere. I slammed on my breaks and swerved to miss you. Good thing, too. A few seconds later, Nathan came racing out of the parking lot in his SUV, totaling it against a tree. Next thing I knew, there were police all over the place, carting him off in handcuffs. And there you were, stood on the sidewalk looking like you were gonna do a runner."

"I'm guessing I didn't," Max concluded.

"You tried, and failed I might add..." Sighing, the bluenette looked away for a second or two. "I may have chewed you out a little hard."

"That I don't doubt." Honestly, she kinda deserved it.

"Well, after that, we came up here... oddly enough," Chloe continued.

"That seems to happen a lot," Max muttered, more to herself.

"Then you told me about your power. Obviously, I was skeptical, but some of the crap I've seen you do this week... It's kinda hard not to believe. Since then, we've just been catching up," the blue-haired punk finished.

Taking it all in, the brunette got things straight in her head. "So, nothing else major?"

Bobbing her head from side to side, Chloe shrugged. "Nope... well, except I got to see you butt naked."

"Wha..." Max choked, feeling herself go red before seeing the taller girl's mischievous grin. Giving the bluenette a playful shove, she pouted. "You suck," she chuckled.

"Sorry, couldn't resist. Not often I get to screw with a time traveler," Chloe chuckled as she searched her pockets, pulling out a joint and started searching for her lighter. "So, what have you changed then? You mentioned a storm and a girl. You'd better not have been cheating on me, Caulfield."

Eyeing up the joint, Max let out a sigh. "You may want to save that for after I tell you. You're gonna need it... so am I."

Chloe raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised. "Goody two shoes Max Caulfield getting high... since when?"

"Since I was reunited with a crazy blue haired punk," Max added, giving her friend another playful shoulder shove.

"Sounds like a helluva week."

"That's putting it mildly," Max chuckled dryly as she began to retell the tale of the week that never was.

"Hang on, Rachel was Reap. And she is, was... err, will be," Chloe eyes briefly flitted down to Max's stomach before returning to the brunette's eyes, "...our daughter."

Max nodded at the summary. "Told you it was crazy"

"And I was crushing on her," Chloe mumbled, frowning. "That's... messed up."

"There's no way you could have known," Max reassured. "Besides, I'm not sure it was that."

"But you just said..."

Before Chloe could interrupt, Max got there first. "I know, but thinking about it. When we found out Reap was our daughter, just thinking about her being alone and scared hit me like a hammer. Then, when we figured out it was Rachel... I felt furious. No, that doesn't cover it. It felt like part of me died, part of me I didn't even know existed, yet I've always felt it, more so since I came back to Arcadia Bay... Does that make sense?"

Clearly, it didn't. "Not sure I follow."

Wondering how to put this, Max pressed ahead with her explanation. "This might be taking a bit of a leap... But, I guess maybe part of you knew who she was. That's why you felt close to her. Of course, time travel is... was just fiction, so you just assumed it was because you were attracted to her. You couldn't tell the difference."

Still freaked out by the thought, Chloe looked out over the waters again. "Love transcends time, then."

"Dunno if I'd go that far... actually, I probably would." After everything Max had experienced this week, she couldn't really deny that statement. "At least I understand how I feel now."

"Oh, and that is?" the bluenette asked innocently, hiding her smirk.

Sensing that she was being teased, Max turned to her. "Wasn't I clear enough earlier?"

Unable to suppress her grin anymore, one of Chloe's eyebrow raised in suggestive amusement. "Hmm, remind me again."

Caught up in those blue eyes, Max swallowed hard. Before she had realized what was going on, Chloe had pulled her onto her lap, legs either side of the bluenette's things, straddling her on the bench. The older girl wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck, pulling her into a passionate kiss. Like this, the height difference didn't mean a thing. The young time traveler was more than happy to comply, feeling the other girl's tongue brush against her lips. She let the blue-haired punk deepen the kiss, feeling hands come to rest in the back pockets of her jeans, holding her in place. Max hummed in approval, pressing herself into Chloe, feeling giddy. Her own hands tangled in blue hair, lightly tugging. After all this time, they could finally get their happy ending.

"Just wait until I get you home, Caulfield," Chloe whispered as she reluctantly broke apart, pressing a light kiss to her jawline before nuzzling noses. "Got five years to make up for. Well, add in all the time travel and it's probably much longer than that. Too long, either way."

"Agreed," Max muttered softly, right hand lightly cupping the bluenette's cheeks, thumbs running across pale skin.

Chloe took her hand, pressing a kiss to the inside of her wrist. "You know, I think this might actually be destiny."

"I hope so... Means we BOTH get to meet Rachel..." Max hesitated slightly, entwining her fingers with Chloe's, still finding all of this mindblowing. "Our daughter."

"I don't think you have to worry about that" Chloe smirked, tapping her thigh to get her off. Once Max let her up, the bluenette took hold of her hand and began tugging her along. "This only showed up about a month ago."

"What showed up?" Max frowned, allowing herself to be pulled along.

"This," Chloe said, stopping just in front of an old tree stump to their left, near the top of the path.

There was something carved into the bark, words Max recognized immediately. Max + Chloe BFF Pirates 2008. Just as she was about to ask Chloe if she was high - stupid question really - she noticed something underneath. It was definitely newer, a different hand.

"No way..." Max breathed, approaching the stump and lightly tracing the appendix carving. One word had been added, along with a heart encircling the whole carved section, linking old and new. REAP.

Chloe crouched down beside her, putting her hand over Max's as she traced the word. "When I first saw it, I thought it was just someone fucking around. Didn't click until just now. Guess she wanted you... us to know everything worked out."

Max didn't say another word. Instead, she sat down in front of the tree stump, Chloe following her lead. She stared at the word for a long time, smiling as she rested her head against the bluenette's shoulder. She felt an arm wrap around her shoulder, the other hand firmly intertwining as Chloe's head lightly bumping against hers. That one simple word changed... everything.

Three years later, - Friday, July 22nd, 2016, Seattle

"C'mon..." Chloe drummed her fingers against the steering wheel of her truck, glancing at the time on her phone and seeing a ton of impatient messages. Of course work and traffic would be chaotic today of all days when she actually needed to be somewhere important. Her truck crawled along the road, foot itching to just floor it. 'Max is gonna be pissed if I miss this. I'll never live it down...'

Eventually, it cleared up after fifteen minutes of stock still traffic. Cutting someone up, getting insulted loudly to which she simply stuck her middle finger up, the bluenette turned down what she hoped was a short cut and sped along the road. Another five minutes or so later and she pulled up outside the hospital, screeching to a halt. Not even bothering to check she was in a parking space, she jumped out and sprinted to the reception desk. Panting lightly, she got the room number she needed and ran all the way there.

When she got to the right floor and room, she took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her slightly sweaty hair, wiping her hand on her pants. She peered through the window in the door, seeing people she recognized crowded around a bed. Gently knocking on the glass, they all turned to see her awkwardly wave. 'Man, this is so embarrassing. Of all the things I had to be late for, why this? Something I've been waiting for years to witness and I messed it up...'

Someone approached the door, opening it. It was Joyce, giving her a mock stern stare, hand on her hip. "Well, I'm glad to see my daughter's keeping form with her tardiness."

Sighing, Chloe scuffed her shoes along the floor. "Hey, traffic was insane. I rushed here as fast as I could. Probably got a few speeding fines to pay now... Do you really think I'd miss this moment by choice?"

"I should hope not. Now, come on. There's someone you need to see." Shaking her head with a smile, Joyce dragged her inside.

Feeling super nervous all of a sudden, Chloe shuffled closer to the bed at her mother's direction. This was a big deal, a long time coming. The anxiousness faded away when she saw the girl lying in the bed, looking thoroughly exhausted. She was surrounded by her nearest and dearest, parents, friends - Victoria and Kate - and now her wife. There was one more addition to the family, currently being fussed over by the small crowd of people. Best to check Max was okay first before the bluenette got really distracted.

A wave of guilt passed over Chloe when she sat down in the now vacant chair beside the bed, taking hold of the brunette's hand. "Hey, sorry I'm late. Guess time's not on my side, huh?"

That made Max roll her eyes weakly. "When I get out of this hospital, Chloe Elizabeth Pricefield, I am so going to hit you."

"Gotta catch me first," the bluenette replied, giving her hand a squeeze as she pressed a kiss on her forehead. "As you well know, I'm a hard gal to pin down."

"Oh, I think I've managed to pin you down just fine." Max managed a weak smile, wiggling her left hand to show off the silver colored band on her ring finger, the same as Chloe.

"In more ways than one," the bluenette added in a suggestive tone, a mischievous smirk tugging at her lips.

That made Max roll her eyes playfully. "Oh ha, ha."

Chloe chuckled, her eyes wandering over to the small group of people. "Guess I'd better go face my destiny now, huh?"

The brunette followed her gaze, giving the hand now entwined with hers a light squeeze. "Nervous?"

"Pfft, this is Chloe Pricefield we're talking about. I don't get nervous." The shaking in her hands betrayed that sentence as a lie, but Max didn't pick her up on it.

Placing a kiss to Max's lips, the bluenette got up and approached the group of people she knew all too well. Ryan and Vanessa Caulfield turned to her first, smiling with pride. Her own mom gave her a pat on the back, encouraging. Victoria and Kate stood close together, the former with an almost uncharacteristic smile - at least, from her Blackwell days. In Kate's arms was a newborn baby girl, little arms waving around and hazel eyes blinking at being thrown out into this foreign world.

When Chloe approached, Kate smile and carefully handed the small child over. Not sure how to hold her, scared of dropping her, the bluenette cautiously moved her arms into position to support the baby. The child made some gurgled noises as she was transferred over, soon settling down. As Chloe stared at the child, her child, she was truly speechless. Honestly, she had never been the type to obsess over having a kid one day, not like some people. Still, she found herself smiling.

When she glanced up, all eyes were on her. Kate had her head rested on Victoria's shoulder, both girls watching the first interaction between parent and child. Ryan Caulfield was crying tears of joy, Vanessa putting an arm around him. Joyce nodded, looking chuffed at finally having a grandchild. David stood close to her, staring at the child with the softest expression Chloe had ever seen him give. It was so surreal to be standing in this hospital room right now.

"So, thought of a name yet?" David finally spoke, turning to both Max and Chloe.

The two girls shared a knowing look. There was only one name, one that transcended time itself. With a soft nod from Max, Chloe revealed the name of their child. "Rachel Elizabeth Amber Pricefield."

Through his tears, Ryan managed a question. "Amber... like my nana Amberleigh?"

Max nodded as Chloe brought little Rachel over to her bedside. "You always said how much of a live wire she was. Mischievous, yet kind. Willing to do anything for her family. I think it fits nicely."

After all this time, all the heartache and pain, finally getting to see Rachel made it more than worth it. And now they would get to see her grow up, ride through the ups and downs - lose sleep, worry about her future, play silly games, deal with temper tantrums, teach her everything they knew, watch her personality develop, argue every now and then, hold her when she cried, make her laugh and smile, support her... and most importantly, remember and enjoy it all. No more time loops.

The End

Just in case it wasn't clear, Reap is an acronym for Rachel's full name: Rachel Elizabeth Amber Pricefield :D

Now, this bit is just in case some of you are a 'little' lost (stay tuned for a post-credit scene immediately after). I admit this is a bit of a mindfuck. Here's the timeline in full:

Everything that happened to Max and Chloe up to the brunette's return to Arcadia Bay remained unchanged, except Chloe NEVER met Rachel. The rewind power is triggered by Chloe getting involved in a car accident outside Blackwell, which Max witnessed. After their reunion, the two girls start investigating what happened to Kate Marsh (She still went to the party - got drugged/photos taken of her by Jefferson). By the end of the week, they busted Mark Jefferson, got together and three years later had Rachel.

Rachel's power came out at the age of 14. When she was 19, she attended Blackwell herself, where she received a phone call informing her that her parents - Miss and Mrs. Pricefield - had been murdered by Jefferson, who escaped prison. Rachel went back to warn them and overshot, ending up in Arcadia Bay a few days after Max returned. Then, she got bounced back a few days, before her biological mom returned.

Unable to move forward - and realizing she couldn't exist in the timeline because she hadn't been born yet - she accepted her death sentence. Before she did, she went back another three years to spend time with Chloe (her momma) and left them a warning in the form of a single letter in the hopes of avoiding her fate. However, something went wrong - Rachel was STILL there (dead and buried). Time threw a temper tantrum, hence all the crazy weather. The warning went unheeded, and the week we ALL know happened, ending with Max sacrificing Arcadia Bay, thus saving Chloe and later having Rachel.

Again time repeated. Jefferson escaped prison to murder Max and Chloe. Rachel went back again, this time armed with the information from Max's diary. Spent three years with Chloe (from 16-19) and left the letters as written here. Upon finding Reap was their daughter (an acronym of Rachel's full name, as mentioned above), Max and Chloe went about their lives, waiting for the day they had Rachel, and then awaiting the day Jefferson came after them - failing to prevent the outcome after an unknown number of loops. Finally, something changed by complete accident, Rachel's earring. This discovery influenced Max to act sooner, dealing with Jefferson before he did any damage to her, her friend or family.

Hope that clears things up.

Post script

Sat on a bench outside the hospital, Chloe took a drag of her cigarette. She had mostly given up - a request from Max in preparation for their baby daughter coming home, and for the bluenette's own health - but she really needed one now. A cool evening breeze carried the smoke clouds as she watched people come and go from the building, some smiling, others crying. A shiver ran down her spine, not from the cold. She hated hospitals, all because of her dad's death, but maybe she hated them less now, all thanks to little Rachel.

"Could I trouble you for a light, please?" A polite voice pulled the bluenette from her thoughts.

"Sure," Chloe replied, handing her lighter over as she glanced at the girl next to her - long blonde hair, hazel eyes and a warm smile.

Accepting it, the blonde lit her own cigarette, handing the lighter back. "So, who you visiting?"

"My wife, she... we just had our baby girl." An involuntary smile tugged at her lips as she took the lighter back, the reality still not dawning on her properly even after all the waiting.

The blonde exhaled, smoke billowing from her mouth. "Why are you out here and not in there? If you don't mind me asking."

Chloe already knew the answer to that one. "Just nervous, I guess. Don't get me wrong I'm unbelievably happy. It's just... I'm scared of fucking up. Wouldn't be the first time..."

Being a parent was a big deal, not something to be taken lightly. Suddenly, she would be responsible for a whole new life - one that depended on her unconditional love and care to survive. She'd only just started growing up herself. What if she couldn't do it? Just because she and Max did a decent job before in another timeline didn't automatically mean they would this time. No guarantees.

"Understandable, but I think the fact you're worried about it proves you won't. I think you'll be fine," the blonde reassured.

"Thanks, I know it will all work out, it's just..." Chloe trailed off, turning to where the blonde had once been only to find the space empty, well almost. Now, there was a small navy box left on the bench.

Stubbing out her cigarette, she pocketed the box, intent on handing it in at the reception desk. Making her way back inside, Chloe spotted the familiar short blonde - Kate Marsh - talking to a slightly taller blonde, maybe by a couple inches.

"Rachel, get your ass over here, young lady!" A female voice barked, causing the blonde talking to Kate to recoil slightly, swiftly disappearing into a crowd of hospital visitors.

"Hey, Kate. What're you doing down here?" Chloe asked, approaching her.

Kate shook her head, almost like she was coming out of a trance. "Huh? Sorry, just thinking. Uh, I was looking for you. Was going to ask if you wanted a coffee, but... I got distracted."

"Sure, I'll have a coffee. Distracted by what?" the bluenette pressed, figuring that it was something important.

Shrugging, the blonde looked down at her shoes. "Oh, nothing. Just something I need to decide on... or rather admit."

"And that is?" Chloe insisted, eager to get to the bottom of this weird behavior.

Conflicted, Kate sighed lightly. "I'll tell you in a bit. First, let's get the drinks. Torie is almost unbearable without coffee."

Dropping it for now, the bluenette smiled. "Just like Max... although, she's just more adorable when she's mad. Don't you dare tell her I said that."

"Your secret's safe with me," Kate chuckled as they both hurried off to get everyone's drinks.

About twenty minutes later - the queue for hot food and drinks was crazy this time of day - the pair precariously balanced all the different orders on trays and headed back to Max's hospital room. Once there, they handed out the drinks. Chloe perched herself on the end of the bed next to Max, taking her hand firmly. As always, the brunette had been brave as hell. Kate walked up to Victoria, giving her a quick kiss as the taller girl wrapped her arms around her.

"Umm, baby," Kate mumbled, almost too quiet to hear. She clearly had something on her mind, something big.

"Hmm, what's up, babe?"

"Umm... I want one," the shy blonde muttered hesitantly.

"Huh? Want one what?" Victoria asked, confused.

Biting her lip nervously, Kate took Victoria's hand and placed it on her own stomach to provide further clarification. "I want one."

It took a split second for the taller blonde to understand, face flushed with apprehension. "Oh..."

Chloe and Max smirked at each other. It was unusual to see Victoria Chase looking unsure of herself.

"If you say yes, I'll let you..." Kate stretched up on her toes to whisper into her ear.

The bluenette watched dumbfounded as Victoria's expression went from uncertainty to a small smirk, then a clear blush, followed by a look of shock, before she gave the smaller blonde a definite nod. "I was going to say yes anyway, but you make a compelling argument, Miss Marsh."

"Dare I ask what you bribed her with?" Chloe asked, shooting her a suspicious glance.

Kate blushed, averting her eyes. "Umm, I can't repeat it out loud. Innocent ears and all that."

"Well, you're gonna have to tell me later... Might try it on Chloe." Max smirked. Extra bribery methods never went to waste.

"You don't need 'em, Miss Pricefield," Chloe quibbled, re-adjusting herself on the bed so she was lying next to Max. A tight squeeze, but that didn't matter.

The younger girl's face scrunched up slightly, thigh lifting away from the pain. "Ow, what's that digging into me?"

Frowning, the bluenette removed the small box from her pocket. "Oh, I forgot about this. Meant to hand it in at the reception. Some girl left it outside. She might come back for it."

Taking the box from her wife, Max opened it, a small grin appearing on her face. "I doubt it. She's in this room... although it's gonna be a few years before she can use it," she whispered, thankful that everyone else was too engrossed by the new arrival to pay them much attention.

Leaning over to peer inside the box, Chloe couldn't help but smirk too. "Well, I'll be damned..."

Inside the box was a single bright blue feather earring.

And there you have it. Now the boring bits :P

I first came across this idea AGES ago. It was a prompt to a writer (not me). Might have actually been to NYCP (Olivia), I honestly can't recall. So if the person that suggested it ever reads this, here it is. We hope you enjoyed it.

It's not 100% perfect, and some things obviously got changed to fit in nicely, but I feel happy with it. It was a lot of fun to write and a lot of fun to write WITH NYCP. I don't know how she does it, but she seems to be able to take anything I write and make it 100 times better.

Yes, the girl Chloe and Kate was speaking to is Rachel. And yes, it was Max chasing her down. The bigger question, why is Rachel so keen on Victoria and Kate having a baby? ...hmm, I wonder.

As for whats next, we plan on finishing Playing for Keep, or at least HOPEFULLY having the final chapters in draft BEFORE the summer ends (Stupid writer's block + crazy weather). And we may or may not have another fic in the works, SO keep your eyes peeled.

Looking forward to the comments and I'll now hand you over to Olivia. Peace out.

Hey guys, NYCP here. Thanks for reading. As always, it's been great working with Civ and hope to see you in another fic soon. Here's to many more.