*Becas in the hospital*

Those were the four words that had Chloe rushing out of the apartment she shared with Aubrey, so fast that the only way to get an explanation out of her was for Aubrey to chase after her and get in the car before she sped away.

"Did he say what happened?" She asked as Chloe sped down the street toward the only hospital within a hundred miles.

"No, he just said to get down there." She said. Tears pooling in her ice blue eyes, as she gripped the steering wheel so tight her knuckles turned white.

Aubrey and Beca didn't not start out as the best of friends; in fact they loathed each other. But after Becas first year at Barden, her constant rebellion against anything Aubrey said, and ultimately helping them to win the ICCA'S they had become close.

Aubrey and Chloe left for a year, and Beca stayed at Barden, instead of heading off to LA. When they returned, the three of them formed a strong relationship. Two years ago they would have killed each other. Now, they would kill for each other.

Chloe knew when she left that Beca and Jesse had gotten together. And she seemed happy enough, and that was all Chloe wanted for her. Even if it wasn't Chloe who brought her the happiness.

Within ten minutes they were at the hospital. "Pull up to the doors, get in there. I'll park and find you." Aubrey said. Chloe did as she was told and pulled right up to the doors.

"Text me the floor she is on." Aubrey called as she got out and Chloe ran into the ER, looking around for a second before heading to the front desk.

"I'm here to see Beca Mitchell," she started, barely gaining the attention of the receptionist when she heard her name.

"Chloe!" She turned away from the desk to see Jesse walking towards her.

She hurried over to him, trying to read his expression, to determine any news.

"What happened? Is she okay? Where is she?" She asked looking behind Jesse. He put his hands on her shoulders to try and calm her, but she pulled away.

"Jesse, tell me!" She yelled, a causing the few people in the waiting area to look up at her, and a nurse glance nervously at her for s second.

He hugged his arms around himself, looking down. "She-uh. She fell. She fell down the stairs at my apartment."

Chloe's eyes grew. She didn't like the way Jesse said it, like he wasn't sure if she really did fall, or if he should tell Chloe anything.

"WH-how?" She asked him. The uncertainty in his voice making her wonder if he was telling her the truth.

He looked around. "I don't know. I guess she tripped, I heard the commotion and she was unconscious at the bottom before I even made it out of my apartment." He said. Still not meeting her eyes.

She looked at him with narrowed eyes, about to ask why he seemed so nervous when she heard her name. She turned to see Aubrey hurrying over to her.

Jesse visibly tensed as she walked up. "How is she? Have you heard anything? Jesse what happened?" She asked, trying to catch her breath, making it obvious she had ran from where she parked Chloe's car to get into the building.

"Supposedly she fell down the stairs at Jesses place." Chloe said eyeing him suspiciously.

"What do you mean supposedly?" Aubrey asked, her eyes locking on Jesse. She had never liked him. He seemed nice at first, but after she and Chloe got back after being gone for a year, he was different. He was always cranky.

Always starting fights with Beca over how much time she spent with them and not him. Usually ending in Beca showing up at their apartment in the middle of the night, tear stained cheeks needing a place to crash for the night.

Once she even had come sporting a nice hand shaped bruise on her arm from where he grabbed her to roughly during an argument. It took all of Aubrey and Chloe's strength not to smash his face into a brick wall. She swore he never did it again.

"Yeah, what exactly do you mean by that?" He asked, dropping his arms and taking a step toward her. It was obvious, he was trying to intimidate her, for reasons unknown. But, Chloe wasn't afraid of him. Aubrey stepped forward as well, to stand next to Chloe.

"You just didn't seem very sure of your answer." She said flatly.

Aubrey knew Chloe, and her gut instincts were usually right. Though she didn't know exactly what Chloe was getting at, she backed her up.

"Beca Mitchell." They all turned to the doctor who had come out holding a clip board.

Chloe and Aubrey stepped in front of Jesse. "We are here for Beca." Chloe said, earning her a glare from Jesse.

"What is your relation to Miss Mitchell?" He asked.

"Boyfriend." Jesse said quickly.

Aubrey raised her eyebrows at his cockiness. "And we are her best friends, is she okay?" She asked.

"No relatives?" He asked.

"No, not here." Chloe said. "She is here attending college, her Mom lives in Maine."

"I am her emergency contact, and I brought her in." Jesse added. Chloe and Aubrey looked at him in confusion for a moment before the doctor spoke again.

"Well, she took a pretty nasty fall, somewhere around 23 cement steps, is what the paramedic said. She is pretty banged up, but we found no internal bleeding, which is good. Her right shoulder was dislocated, as well as a fractured left ankle

Three cracked ribs, a minor concussion and 6 stitches on her forehead. Other than that, some minor scrapes and bruises."

"Can we see her?" Chloe asked.

He nodded. "She may be a little out of it, from the pain meds we gave her, so not to worry, if she seems off. She is in room 314." He said. "Jesse, may I have a moment?" He asked and Jesse sighed in annoyance but stayed where he was.

"Thank you, Doctor." Aubrey said before her and Chloe hurried off to Becas room.

When they entered the room they were met with a heartbreaking sight. Beca seemed so small in the hospital bed. They had removed her clothes, and put her in one of the horrible hospital gowns, and her ankle was wrapped. Her arms and what they could see of her legs were pretty beat up.

Small scrapes and bruises littered her face and the stitches on her forehead were just below her hairline.

"Hey DJ." Chloe said softly as she and Aubrey each took a side of her bed. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled softly when she saw them. They each took one of her hands caressing her scraped knuckles lightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy." She said. Her voice heavy with the pain meds.

Aubrey giggled, and Beca smiled at the sound. It wasn't very often Aubrey Posen giggled. "You wouldn't be Beca if you didn't fall down a flight of stairs every now and then." Beca didn't catch it, but Chloe caught the obvious question in her tone. Checking to see if the stair story was true.

The small brunet sighed. "I know Mom, you always told me not to run down the stairs, but I'm a rebel." She said. Again both Chloe and Aubrey laughed lightly, at the fact that their favorite little DJ could still be sarcastic even drugged and injured.

They hadn't noticed Jesse lingering by the door. Nor did they care. They did notice however, Beca hadn't mentioned him or asked where he was.

"Did the doctor say when we can take you home?" Chloe asked reaching out and pushing a stray curl behind her ear.

Beca was about to speak when Jesse walked over. "Tomorrow, and I have already signed saying I will be picking her up, and she will be staying with me until she recovers." he said.

Aubrey glared at him. "And did you ask Beca if that's what she wanted?" She asked, trying to keep her voice calm.

Jesse scoffed rolling his eyes. "I'm her boyfriend; of course it's what she wants."

Chloe was fuming. She tried to calm herself by looking at Beca, knowing the deep navy blue of her eyes would do the trick, it always did; but, when she looked down, all she saw was Beca with a frown on her face not returning Jesses gaze. She had instead taken interest in a loose piece of thread on the blanket that partially covered her.

"I want to go with Chloe and Bree." She said softly.

They all looked at her, only Chloe and Aubrey had heard what she said and they gave her a reassuring squeeze on each of her hands.

"What was that?" Jesse asked. Stepping forward and tilting his head sarcastically as if to hear her better.

Due to how soft she said it the first time, Chloe and Aubrey were fully aware that Beca was nervous to tell him that she didn't want to go home with him, so they jumped in so she wouldn't have to do it again.

"She said she wants to come home with us." Chloe said.

"So, I will be taking her home tomorrow. To our house." Aubrey said. "Chloe, why don't you run home and get all of us a change of clothes and something to eat? Hospital food can't be that great, we will just sleep here tonight. I know how scary hospitals can be, so we won't leave you alone." She said smiling adoringly at the young girl. Beca looked up to meet the familiar caring look in Aubreys eyes, that she had grown accustomed too in the past few months.

"Of course." Chloe said. "I'll be back soon." She said and leaned down placing a kiss on Becas forehead, before walking passed a glaring Jesse.

Jesse stood in shock and anger.

"I'm the one who called 911 Beca. I'm the one who found you, and made sure you got to the hospital." he practically yelled at her. "But, you want to go home with them?" He asked in disbelief.

"I think you need a reminder of who it is you are in a relationship with." He growled stepping towards the bed.

Aubrey let go of Becas hand and stepped up to Jesse invading his space. Completely appalled at how he was acting and seemingly trying to intimidate Beca. What made her even angrier was that he succeeded; Beca had gone still and looked down into her lap in defeat. Something she never saw Beca do. She didn't back down to anyone.

"And what exactly are you going to do to remind her, Jesse?" She demanded through clenched teeth. "I'm sure it can't be too hard to figure out which of those bruises are from her 'accident' and which are from you showing her who she is in a relationship with, using your hands." Her green eyes locked onto his brown ones, letting him know she was fully aware that Jesse had touched her in anger before.

She said this low enough as to not let Beca hear, but loud enough that Jesse knew to back down. His eyes shot to Beca who had begun drifting into unconsciousness due to the pain medicine.

"Why don't you and I go have a talk in the hall?" She said and pushed him towards the door. Aubrey was thankful though, that Beca was too out of it to know what was happening. She didn't need the stress on top of a concussion.

Out in the hallway Jesse turned on Aubrey. "You have a lot of nerve, coming in here dictating where Beca will and will not go. In case you forgot, she is mine, not yours. Don't think I don't know about this disgusting crush you have on my girlfriend." He snapped.

Aubrey's blood was boiling. "First. You are the one with a lot of nerve. Who do you think you are, going in there, yelling at her, purposely scaring her, because you know you can?" He gave her a fake look of confusion. "Don't play dumb Jesse, we know you have lost your temper and taken it out on her before; we aren't stupid, we see the bruises. Second, she doesn't belong to you .She doesn't belong to anyone. She isn't an object to be owned, she is a person to be respected. And third, this disgusting crush as you so ignorantly call it is healthier, and more encouraged for her than this controlling, abusive relationship you are keeping her in." She didn't actually know if Jesse had ever done anything more than the bruises they saw the one time, but with how he was acting, she could see it as a possibility.

Jesse glared at her.

Aubrey put her face close to his and asked in a hushed tone "Tell me Jesse, did she really fall? Or did you push her? And if she did fall running down the stairs, why was she running?" She asked accusingly. "I will find out the truth. For now, I think its best you stay away from Beca." She said and walked by him.

He wasn't done yet though, and grabbed her arm pulling her back roughly. She bit her tongue, holding in the whimper that wanted to escape. His vice grip hurt, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Careful. I bruise very easily, wouldn't want to prove me right, now would you? And I'm sure you don't want me to start screaming either." She threatened.

"Is there a problem, here?" Jesse let go of her arm as Becas doctor walked up, eyeing him.

Aubrey smiled at him. "Not anymore." She said. "Though, I was wondering where I needed to sign in order for Beca to be placed under my care while she recovers." She asked.

The doctor looked at Jesse, who had previously signed the paperwork. "Has there been a change of heart?" He asked Jesse who was still scowling at Aubrey.

"Yes, by the patient. She has requested that my Girlfriend and I be the ones responsible for her during the time of her recovery." She said.

Jesses eyes shot to her at the use of the word girlfriend. He wasn't aware she and Chloe were together.

The doctor was clearly impressed at how well Aubrey spoke and the authority in her voice, and paid no attention to her revelation of having a girlfriend.

"Very well, I won't deny the patients request." He said. "I need to check on Miss Mitchell now, and make sure is feeling alright, then I will bring you the papers." He said.

"Very well, thank you." She said as he walked into Becas room.

Jesse turned back to Aubrey. "I hope you realize just because she wants to go with you, doesn't mean she doesn't want to be with me. I can give her what you can't. Why you and your dyke just let me handle it." He smirked.

She glared at him. "And what is it you can give her? A trip to the hospital? A few cracked ribs?" She asked glowering at him, hoping to get him to admit that this whole situation was his fault. He clenched his fists and glared at her.

"I think you should go. I need to get back to Beca." She said turning and walking into the room.

Jesse glared after her. He had never liked Aubrey, and he hated her even more when she started to steal his girlfriend's time she should have been spending with him. After a second, he turned on his heel and stomped down the hospital corridor. He would prove to Beca that she was his, and only his.