I took a seat beside Ty and across from Whitney, waiting for her to explain. Once we were all settled Whitney began.

"Eight months after I had Kyran, I ended up getting pregnant with Matthew, and then after Matthew, I had you Rebecca. Bert and I had just finished our research at the time and when your father found out we were having another kid he freaked out and left."

"I was scared too. I didn't know what to do, and if I am being completely honest, I was to focused on my work. I didn't know how to handle having three children under the age of five all on my own. So, after we implanted the chip, I gave you and Matthew up for adoption."

"You and Matthew were to young to remember me, but I knew you always had each other and I thought I was doing what was right. I made mistakes, I know, but I have changed. I am different now and I want to be a part of your lives."

All of this new information felt like it was spinning and bouncing in my brain, becoming a mess of tangled thoughts. I rubbed my temples, trying to chase away the dull ache that was forming behind my eyes.

"Why would you implant the chip if I wasn't even going to know you?" I asked bitterly.

"Bert and I decided to monitor you from afar. We have always known what was going on in your life. We thought it would be a good idea to see how you coped with your abilities on your own. I never forgot about you Rebecca. Every day I thought of you."

I shook my head, feeling overwhelmed and confused. I needed to get away. I needed to sort my thoughts. "I-I've got to get some air. I need to think," I said. After standing abruptly, I rushed out the doors and through the building until I got to the front doors.

I heard Hannah's voice calling after me, but I decided to ignore it. I wanted to see Matthew right now. But I couldn't do that to him, not right now at least. He has been through so much, I can't just drop this huge bomb on him just as he is starting to recover.

I groaned out loud, dropping into a bench that was placed in the middle of a park just a block down from the police station. I buried my head in my hands and let hot tears stream down my face.

Several minutes later I felt a body drop down in the empty spot beside me and an arm snake across my shoulders, pulling me into them. I jumped, expecting it to be Hannah but realizing that it most definitely wasn't.

My eyes shot up to the persons face, but when I saw, my muscles relaxed. Kyran sat beside me, his eyes glazed over with unshed tears. I let myself fall into his side, burying my head into his neck and sobbing. We stayed like that for fifteen minutes until I'd gathered myself enough to start talking.

"So, I guess you're my little sis huh?"

I chuckled a little. "Yeah I guess so."

Kyran nodded in response, staring off into space. I'm sure he was lost in his own thought. He probably had as many questions as I did. Maybe more. I mean, this was his mother that he'd know his entire life. He trusted her much more than I did.

"Are you okay?" Kyran finally asked.

I inhaled a deep breath. "Yeah, I think so. I'm just a little shocked. You?"

"I don't know," he said with a shake of his head. "How could my- our mom be lying us for so long? She was everything to me and now I find out that everything was a lie. How can I look at her in the same way?"

My bottom lip slipped in between my teeth. "If I'm being honest, neither of us are ever going to look at her the same way. But, I think we both can forgive her with time. She did everything as a mother with our best interest at heart, even if it wasn't right."

Ky nodded sheepishly, blowing out a breath of air. We both stood without saying a word and slowly started to make our way back to the station. Hannah, Whitney and Ty were all sitting on the steps leading to the building. Ty and Whitney seemed to be in a discussion but they stopped when we got closer.

I straightened my back, standing tall and looked Whitney in the eyes. "I don't know how long it will take for me to forgive you, but I'm going to try my very best. Because, if there was one thing I've always wanted, it was a mother and now that I have the chance I'm not going to give it up."

Whitney's worried grimace broke out into a grin, getting wider and wider with each word I said.

"I'm sorry Rebecca. I'm so sorry," she said as she rushed over to me, engulfing me in a hug. I hesitated at first, taking my time to wrap my arms around her too. "I love you baby girl. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I whispered back.

~~~

"She's my what?" Matthew deadpanned.

I flinched, drawing in a sharp breath. "Whitney is our mother. Our biological mother."

"Rebecca, our mom died."

"No she didn't. I know that's what we were told, but Whitney is our real mother and she is alive. We were lied to, but we do have a mother."

Matthew clamped his jaw shut, narrowing his eyes at me. "Is this some sort of joke?"

I let out a frustrated sigh and glared back at my brother. "No Matthew. I would never joke about something like this. I had tests done. Whitney is our mother, no doubt about it."

I watched Matthew carefully as he registered what I was saying, his expression softening. He turned to me with a distraught look and tears started to slip down his face. I was startled by his sudden change in mood but I didn't let it phase me.

"What's wrong Matthew?" I asked, sitting on his bed with him.

"She left us just like dad did. Neither of our parents wanted us. And neither of our adoptive parents wanted me."

I could almost feel my heart breaking for Matthew. "Oh no. No Matt, that's not true. Whitney didn't want to give us up. It was so much more complicated that. It's kind of weird, but she has watched us our whole lives because she missed us so much. She loves us Matthew, but she made some bad choices," I soothed.

He looked at me through tears, his eyes full of hope, like a little kid. "Really?"

I smiled and nodded. "Really."

Matthew hugged me and I happily returned the embrace. We sat with our arms around each other for a half hour until there was a knock in the hospital door. I looked to Matthew for permission and he nodded.

"Come in!" I shouted.

The door clicked open and Hannah, Kyran, Ty, Whitney, and Bert came into the room. My eyes widened when I seen Bert. I thought he was in jail, but I was happy to see him anyways.

"Bert! What are you doing here?"

Whitney jumped in before Bert could answer. "I bailed him out, but we still have a trial and a lot of legal stuff to work through."

I nodded with a smile. "That's good, hopefully."

Matthew nudged my shoulder and looked questionably at the people in the room. "Who are they?"

"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot you don't know everyone. Well, you obviously know Hannah and Ty. This is Kyran, but you met him yesterday. That's Bert and, um, well that is Whitney." I gestured to them as I said their names.

Matthew froze for a second, running his eyes over Whitney. After a minute he smiled softly to himself.

"What is that goofy grin for?" I asked.

Matthew looked at me. "Nothing, it's just, you look exactly like Whitney. The only difference is Whitney's hair is blond."

I found a grin spreading on my face as well as I noticed the similarities of Kyran and Matthew. They had the same eyes. Kyran was probably an inch or so shorter than Matthew but he had the same sandy brown hair too.

I took a moment to look at all the people surrounding me. Hannah, my blond hair silver eyed sister and best friend who had been there for me through everything. Then there was Ty. A few months ago I didn't know who he was, but now I couldn't imagine life without him.

I looked at Kyran and realized he'd been there for me too, when things were tough he comforted me although I was a stranger to him at that time. And Whitney, well, I don't know where to begin. We'd had so many amazing talks, and I now realized that they were more like mother-daughter talks than anything else. I just hadn't noticed it until now.

Bert was like a goofy uncle to me, always putting a smile on others faces. It didn't take much, just a goofy joke or a funny face, and Bert brightened my mood. And then there was Matthew, the one person I know would go to the moon and back for me, and I would do it for him.

It was funny to think that just a couple months ago my life was normal. You wouldn't have picked me out as any different than the millions of other seventeen year old girls in the world.

I shook my head to myself, a smile playing at my lips. I remembered something Whitney had said to me and looked up at her.

"I think I found my rainbow—or rainbows."

She stared back at me, her eyes twinkling with happy tears. "Me too," she said. "Me too."

Before this, I was trapped in the middle of the thunder storm. Hail had been coming down, rain was flooding my world, and lighting had been striking everywhere around me. The sky had been pitch black. But, I was to blind to see the sliver of light—the sliver of hope.

But that was before. I was different now. I had a family. I had something to care about, to love and life for. I was confident and brave. And in this moment, I knew that nothing could ever beat me. Not when I had my new found family behind me.

Nothing could ever beat us because we were a family now and we would stick together no matter what.

And it's a good thing we did...because nothing was over yet.