A/N: Been a while since I wrote anything but I LOVE Bechloe and I really wanted to add to the fandom. Peace

"Chloe, just breathe. You've done this millions of times. This won't be any different," Aubrey spoke softly, rubbing circles on Chloe's back as they stood at the side of the stage waiting for Chloe's cue.

"What are you talking about? This it totally different!" Stacie cut in only to be frozen by one of Aubrey's lethal death stares. "I mean… atta girl," she tried with a cautious smile.

Chloe chuckled nervously. "Thanks guys. Don't worry, I can do this." She nodded to herself, forcing herself to believe the words she was saying.

"Yeah," Stacie agreed while looking over Chloe's outfit one last time to make sure she'd done her job as the personal stylist. "All you need to do is go out there, tell the world that Tom is a cheating bastard and you are completely starting a new career, no big deal."

Aubrey gasped while Chloe giggled. "Stacie! For serious, what is wrong with you?" This was why Aubrey was in charge of Chloe's, well, everything, as her manager, agent and publicist in one.

"What? Chloe laughed," Stacie defended, sending a smirk to her two best friends.

Aubrey shook her head, choosing to ignore the brunette in favor of continuing her pep talk. "It's Ellen, we picked her because she won't be like those savages that have been camped on your lawn lately. If it gets too much just say."

"I'm fine Bree. Maybe you need to calm down though, I don't really want to go out there covered in your breakfast."

Aubrey's reply was cut off when Ellen's introduction reached their ears.

"My first guest in someone who needs no introduction. I mean, it's impossible to drive anywhere without seeing her gorgeous face on billboards, something my eyes will never complain about. Fresh off her national tour as Ariel in the Broadway musical, The Little Mermaid, is Tony award winning, real life Disney princess, Chloe Beale!"

Chloe did a bit of a shimmy as she danced her way over to Ellen, enjoying the sound of Part of This World playing her way in. She gave a large smile and wave to the cheering audience as she finally reached her seat, beaming at the volume of the welcome.

"Wow, hey, thanks for the introduction," Chloe greeted when the audience finally died down.

"Well deserved. As you know, I'm a huge fan."

Chloe's smile widened, impossibly so. "I was so shocked when you came to see the show in New York."

"With the way people were talking about you how could I not? Now Chloe, before I ask anything there's something we need to clear up."

"Uh oh."

Ellen turned to the audience. "For those of you that don't know, I like to do a bit of research on my guests before they come on my show. Part of that research includes Twitter."

"Oh no," Chloe gasped as she realized what Ellen was about to mention.

"Oh yes. So, who is onthehunt?"

Chloe laughed at the Twitter handle. "Stacie Conrad my best friend and soon to be ex-personal stylist."

"Well, can we get a picture of what she wrote this morning?"

Soon a picture flashed over the large screens behind the chairs Chloe and Ellen were sitting on. Chloe laughed again. She'd seen it earlier so she didn't really mind Ellen pointing it out, although she knew Aubrey was probably furious, as she had unsuccessfully tried to make Stacie delete it as soon as she'd seen it.

"Hey thechloebeale try 2 hide ur toner on thellenshow 2day. If u get stuck tell her u came out as bi after ur in the pants feelings 4 her" Ellen read out loud.

Chloe laughed with the audience in response. "Yes, I have been meaning to thank you for those 'in the pants feelings'."

Ellen laughed as well. "You're welcome. Now, what is a toner?"

Chloe glanced at the camera with a smirk. "What rating is this show?"

"Maybe in the break then," Ellen commented, picking up on Chloe's meaning.

Ellen waited for the audience to calm down before turning her body back towards Chloe, her entire demeanor becoming serious. "Now that I have embarrassed you in front of millions of viewers we should get to the reason you have been all of magazines lately, and not the reason you normally are."

"Ellen it takes more than feelings in my pants to embarrass me but sure, I guess we can talk about that if you insist," Chloe smiled slightly, trying to keep her humor as she entered the next topic.

Ellen's eyes shone with sympathy. "A video emerged online while you were on tour, is that right?"

Ellen obviously knew the entire story but she was giving Chloe the room to explain it as she had yet to make a public statement. "There was a video," Chloe started slowly, forcing herself to stay in the moment and not retreat into the pain of the last few weeks. "I'm not sure who filmed it or how it was released but it was taken inside my home during a party. My fiancé," Chloe stops herself and takes a deep breath, "My ex-fiancé is with another woman."

Ellen nods. "And in the video he says something?"

Chloe bites her lip. She has to do this. The entire world has already seen the video, she needs to share her side to make the people camped out on her lawn leave her alone. She speaks now, this once, and it's done. This is the price of fame. "Tom, in the video, asks this woman for a threesome as I like women as well and he wants to spice up our lives. The woman agrees and Tom asks for a one-on-one to start with."

"They then go back to a bedroom," Ellen finishes for her. "Where were you?"

Chloe shrugged. "I'm not sure. I was there, somewhere, I slept in that bed that night," Chloe says with a choked laugh. "I had no clue until the video came out."

"What happened when you did find out?"

"We talked and I ended things."

"And he-Tom Jenkins-was your producer?"

"Yes I met Tom while we were working on my first album and we hit it off, mutual love of music and all that. The label, Trebletone Sounds, have released me from my contract though."

"Does that mean you are in the hunt for a new record label?"

"It certainly does. I have big plans so hopefully I will be able to find someone who can complement my sound and understand what I'm looking for."

"Should we expect a new album soon then Chloe?"

"That was the original plan. I was going to take the time off after The Little Mermaid to work on a new album with songs that I have been writing while working back-to-back shows on Broadway. My first album will always be precious to me but I'm really looking forward to singing my own songs. This is a slight hiccup but Aubrey, my agent, is sure we will find something soon."

"Fair enough. Now Chloe, I know you haven't prepared anything but would you be willing to share a song with us?"

Chloe brightened both at the fact that Ellen had moved on and the chance to share her own songs. "Yeah, yeah of course." Chloe stood, looking around. "I just need a piano or, oh! A keyboard!" Chloe skipped over to the instruments that were already set up for Hozier's performance later in the show.

A stage hand quickly moved a microphone and stand in front of her as she took a seat.

"This song is called Dancing on My Own. It's about loving someone who thinks you are invisible."

Chloe raised her fingers over the gleaming keys and pressed down lightly, easily getting a feel for the keyboard and starting her song. The sad music filled the quiet stage, entering the hearts of everyone that could hear as Chloe's voice added to the melancholy.

Somebody said you got a new friend

Does she love you better than I can?

There's a big black sky over my town

I know where you're at, I bet she's around

Yeah, I know it's stupid

I just gotta see it for myself

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh

I'm right over here, why can't you see me, ohh

I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooo

I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own

I'm just gonna dance all night

I'm all messed up, I'm so out of line

Stilettos and broken bottles

I'm spinning around in circles

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh

I'm right over here, why can't you see me, ohh

I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooo

I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own

So far away but still so near

The lights go on, the music dies

But you don't see me standing here

I just came to say goodbye

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh

I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooo

I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh

I'm right over here, why can't you see me, ohh

I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooo

I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own

Beca took a deep breath to prepare herself before walking into her mother's house. She knew, without a doubt, that her mother would attack her with relationship questions the second she saw her, just as she had every Sunday night that she visited for family dinner. She loved her mother, truly she did, but she hated disappointing her every week when she had to admit that she was still single. Her mother couldn't accept the fact that Beca just didn't want to find a girl to spend her life with. She'd seen how love had torn apart her mother and she didn't want to experience the same heartache. The quick and clean one night stands were more than enough to get Beca by.

The sounds of the TV greeted Beca as she let herself in so she headed straight to the small lounge room. Beca's mother had moved to a small 2-bedroom house after her father had bailed. She still worked two jobs to afford rent and Beca promised herself that as soon as she broke out she would buy her mum a nice big house with a pool and spa bath. Beca found her little brother sitting on the couch, completely enamored by whatever was on the TV. Josh was the self-proclaimed 'mistake' that Beca loved more than anything, even her music.

"'Sup kid," Beca greeted, showing his feet off the coffee table so she could move past him and join him on the couch.

"Hey," Josh replied, not moving his eyes from the TV.

Beca raised a brow. "Nice to see you too."

Josh still made no effort to reply. With a smirk Beca jumped forward and grabbed the remote, pointing it at the TV with her finger hovering over the 'off' button.

Josh's wide eyes snapped to the remote then to her face, he held both hands up as if he was sitting with a criminal about to do something drastic.

"Proper greeting please," Beca smirked, letting her finger lower closer to the button.

"Hey favourite sister of mine, how ya been? Good, that's great. I love you, please give me the remote, it's about to start."

Beca chuckled and carelessly threw the remote at Josh. "What's about to start."

"Ellen."

Beca raised a brow. "Since when did you like Ellen?"

"Everyone loves Ellen," Josh replied, his eyes once again focused on the TV now that the show was starting.

"Yeah cause you've never once mentioned it." Beca frowned as she searched her brother's face, realization finally hitting her. "Who's the guest?"

"Chloe Beale," Josh replied in a breathy tone.

Beca choked a laugh at her little brother's infatuation.

"What?" Josh asked, glaring at his sister.

"Nothing. Do you need me to leave so you can enjoy your time with her?" Beca laughed, enjoying the red that covered the teenager's face.

Before Beca could say anything else a tea towel whipped the face of her head causing her to swear in both pain and surprise. She turned her head to see her mother standing behind her with a glare and both hands on her hips.

"Rebecca Mitchell. Did I raise you to enter someone's house without so much as a greeting?"

"No maam," Beca responded, looking guiltily down at her lap.

"Good. Now leave your brother alone, it wasn't him who has seen all of that girl's Broadway shows and keeps all of the programs in protective packaging under her bed."

Beca's face reddened as she opened and closed her mouth, not being able to respond to her mother.

Josh laughed heartily.

"And don't even try to tell me that you are here half an hour early to see me. You knew exactly who would be on that show today and what time it would be on."

"Yes maam," Beca responded after she found her voice.

"Mum just got me a new poster of her, you should see it. Thank god for swim suits," Josh smiled only to have a tea towel whipped at his head again. "Sorry," he said sheepishly.

Before Beca could admit that she already had that poster Ellen cut her off introducing Chloe Beale as her next guest. Grace smiled fondly at her two children as they stared at the TV like love-struck kids as she joined them on the couch. At 13 Josh was within his rights to act like that, Beca on the other hand…

The Mitchell family watched in silence, volume maxed as they listened to Chloe Beale tell her story.

"Fucktard," Beca muttered as she heard what Tom Jenkins had done to the beautiful redhead.

Grace didn't bother to reprimand her as she was thinking the same thing.

"She's gonna sing!" Josh gushed, raising his phone to record the song.

Beca watched as the redhead gracefully skipped across the stage and sat down at the keyboard. Beca smiled as she saw a look of peace pass over the singer's face as she placed her fingers on the keys. It was the same look she had when she was mixing and producing. After Beca had looked beyond the bright blue eyes and striking red hair it had been the singer's love of music that kept her hooked. Over the years she had developed quite an obsession with the redhead. Beca's heart broke as soon as Chloe Beale began to sing, the pain pouring from the redhead's voice as she sang. Beca hated the man that had caused her to feel that way.

All too soon the song finished and Ellen had said goodbye and moved on to her next guest.

"She has a lovely voice," Grace said as she stood and moved back to the kitchen to finish dinner.

Beca's ringing phone stopped any reply she might have had. She pulled it from her pocket and pressed it to her ear after seeing it was her boss Luke calling. "Good timing, a minute earlier and I would've been ignoring you," Beca greeted.

Luke chuckled. "Watching Ellen are you?"

Beca flushed. "Umm."

Luke laughed again. "Well I have some good news then, news that may make you decide to name your first Beale baby after me."

Beca was silent, still slightly embarrassed but also wanting Luke to get on with it.

"I just got off the phone with a Ms Posen. It took some charm on my part but she's willing to bring her client in for a meeting tomorrow. I think you'd be perfect if they decide to sign with us."

"And why is this 'potential' client such good news that you need to call me on a Sunday?"

"Aubrey Posen's client is Chloe Beale."

Beca dropped her phone. She'd be meeting Chloe fucking Beale. Tomorrow. Shit.

A/N: Thanks for reading :) This will be multi-chapter and they will meet in the next chapter. I just wanted this to introduce who they are and where they're at in this AU world. Chloe is a famous singer. She is pure Broadway but she does do some guest spots in movies and TV. Beca works for a really small and new record label. They don't have any big names and haven't really broken into the business yet. Beca has a brother and her mum is living in LA with her. Chloe had been living in New York with Tom so we'll see where she ends up. Thanks again guys, let me know if you have any questions (more will be explored and revealed in the next update).