Disclaimer: I own nothing.

AN: Welcome back, awesome nerds! I had such a blast writing the first story and received such positive feedback that I decided to write a sequel. This is dedicated to all the Bechloe fans out there that felt slighted by Universal and their treatment of the couple in Pitch Perfect 3. Also, a special shoutout to all the Staubrey fans out there. While they are not the main pairing, I made sure to include them as well. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Beca thanked her driver before sliding out of the town car and making it to her feet. He gave her a sympathetic smile as he spoke in his British accent.

"Would you like me to walk you up, Mrs. Mitchell?" She waved him off as she yawned.

"No, Phillip, I will be fine. Just tired, it was a long day, what time is it anyways?"

"Just past three in the morning, Mrs. Mitchell."

"You can drop the Mrs. Mitchell stuff, it is Beca. Mrs. Mitchell makes me feel old. Just past three, so that's what, midnight, uh, 9 pm in Atlanta," she mumbled to herself as she tried to get her brain to function.

"Just past ten in Atlanta, Beca," he informed as he handed her the rest of her bags.

"Thanks, see you around noon tomorrow. We're getting a later start."

"Sounds good, get some rest," he called and Beca mumbled a goodnight as she headed toward the building she was staying in. The doorman opened the door to her with a smile and she pulled out her phone as she got into the elevator. The moment she heard Chloe's voice, she relaxed.

"Hey, babe, you are getting in past three again," asked Chloe. Beca sighed as the doors of the elevator opened and she entered the loft.

"You know I love Adele, but she is really pushing it with this schedule. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I didn't want to be away from you for too long. She didn't want to be away from her family too long, so let's crank out the songs in two weeks, but I am exhausted."

"Only two more days and then you can finally be back home where you belong. I miss you so much, Becs, and I am super horny. Who would've thought pregnancy could kick my libido up a notch?" Beca plopped down on the bed and began to pout.

"I can't believe I am all the way across the damn pond and not home to let you have your way with me right now. I am so sorry I took this project on, Chlo. I miss you so much. I miss hearing your voice. I miss seeing you and I hate not being there for every step of the pregnancy."

"It is only two weeks and you are almost done. I am starting to show though. Three months in and I already know our baby is going to be the most beautiful, smartest, musically gifted baby of them all."

"That's a lot to put on the kid. It is going to have a hard enough time dealing with me as a parent."

"Don't even try to act like you aren't going to be an amazing mom. You are, Becs."

"I know and it is all because of you. I really hope the kid gets your eyes, babe. All I need is for our baby to be healthy and happy and for you to be the same through the pregnancy, but if I had a choice, he would have your eyes."

"He, so you have already started thinking about the sex? The baby isn't developed enough for us to be able to tell quite yet."

"I know, but I had a dream about it the other night or maybe it is just wishful thinking."

"Yea, we already have a girl, might as well have one of each," teased Chloe and Beca giggled.

"How is Em doing? I haven't gotten a chance to talk to her much since I have been gone."

"Her and Mikey are fighting."

"Uh oh, it is about Taylor's tour, right?"

"I get both sides, so I am trying to stay out of it, but I know she is worried. Having him be on the road for eight months would be hard. I couldn't imagine if it were you and me."

"I told her to go with him. I am surprised she said no."

"She doesn't want to live on the road for that long and I understand why. Em really takes her job seriously and is passionate about it. It didn't help that Mikey kind of insinuated that his job was more important than hers."

"Wait, he what?"

"I think he was hurt when she said she wouldn't go on the road with him because she couldn't just drop her life and work for eight months and he said the label would be fine without them since you are the face of it. She asked what he meant and he said it wasn't like you couldn't hire some interns to cover for her."

"So he equated her work to being an intern?"

"Technically, two."

"Well, I guess killing Mikey needs to be added to the list of things I need to do when I get home."

"He was upset and we both know he doesn't think that. He is always supportive of Em and was the first to encourage her to get into producing. I know she loves being second in command, but she should have her own artists by now, Becs."

"Hey, don't tell me. I have tried to talk to her about it, but she refuses to take me up on the offer."

"She is scared of disappointing you."

"She could never disappoint me. That is ridiculous."

"Babe, you are Beca Mitchell, you signed with a label while helping to lead the acapella group she grew up dreaming about being in. You were working with Sia right out of college and already winning Grammys. Those are big shoes to fill and I just think she is afraid of letting you down." Beca smirked.

"I am kind of a badass, aren't I?"

"Don't make me come across the pond to burst that ego of yours, Mitchell."

"Oh, is that all it will take for you to be in my arms again? Seriously though, don't worry. I will talk to her again about it. There are so many artists asking to work with us and it would be great if the label could crank out two producers' worth of projects at a time. That still doesn't solve anything between her and Mikey though. Be straight with me here…."

"That ship sailed years ago, Mitchell," teased Chloe and Beca smirked.

"I am aware, Mitchell. What is she going to do about Mikey?"

"She asked me if I think they should break up."

"What? That is insane! They are great together!"

"I said the same thing, but she doesn't know if she wants to do the whole long distance thing for eight months and there is no guarantee he will even come back after that since he has mentioned in the past wanting to get back into performing."

"That is where his heart has always been, out there on stage. Some of us are more comfortable in the studio, but Mikey has always been about the rush of performing. I can't imagine them not being together though."

"I know, but I told her to get some sleep tonight, think about it, and that no matter what she chooses, we will be there for her. What is meant to be will be."

"That's great advice, Chlo. I am sure things will work out. God, I wish I was home right now. I miss holding you. I miss everything about you."

"Oh yea, miss anything in particular," she giggled and the sound made Beca smile.

"Maybe, but I know where this is going and I am way too tired to think, let alone tell you all the dirty things I want to do to you."

"And here I was all curled up in bed wearing nothing but your favorite shirt and thinking you called for phone sex." Beca's eyes shot open.

"Okay, I am up. Let's do this," said Beca as she kicked off her shoes and Chloe laughed.

"Get some sleep, babe. I rather save up all my energy until I can have the real thing anyways. I love you."

"I love you so much. I hate being so far away from you, but this album is going to be worth it. It is really good, like Grammys good."

"I expect nothing less from two of the best in their field. Get some rest and call me tomorrow, no matter what time it is okay? I will always make time for us."

"Me too, baby, me too, goodnight. I love you."

"Love you too, goodnight," said Chloe before hanging up and Beca groaned as she rolled over onto her pillow. It had been a hectic few weeks even before she flew to London. Balancing her personal and professional life had become a problem once again for Beca. She had a pregnant wife at home that she wanted to spend all her time with while they prepared for the arrival of their baby, but their label was important to both of them as well.

After discussing their options for several months, including adoption, Beca and Chloe finally decided to undergo artificial insemination to start their family. While both knew Chloe would carry their child, choosing the donor made them a bit nervous. With the high profile element of their careers, they wanted to make sure the donor did not know who they were or vice versa. The last thing they wanted was for a stranger to randomly show up at their door one day asking for rights or using their status as a successful couple in the music industry against them. The two spent weeks searching over profiles for the perfect match before having the procedure done. Both were nervous and Beca stayed by Chloe's side the entire time. The day Chloe told Beca she was pregnant was the best day of their lives. They were so relieved that the procedure was successful, but balancing work with the prepping for their child was becoming harder.

It had only been three years since Yellow Cup Records made its way onto the music scene and yet it was already established as an award-winning label even though it was the smallest of its kind. While Residual Heat wanted her to expand to include more producers and staff, Beca refused. She liked being able to handpick the artists she worked with and follow a project from start to finish. She, Chloe, Emily, and Mikey were the core of the label and they outsourced to Residual Heat when they needed extra help, but were happy with the way business operated under their watch. While working with Sia and Rihanna set the groundwork for the label, the work on Taylor Swift's album is what made them a force to be reckoned with.

Beca hated to admit it, but Sammy was right. Taylor came to Atlanta ready to work and with an open mind. She wanted to grow as an artist and take risks she was too afraid to in the past. Taylor had a formula that was successful, but it was not fulfilling personally. Beca was hesitant when the worldwide pop icon arrived at the studio, but Taylor put her at ease. She was aware of her reputation and had a thicker skin than Beca first assumed she would. It turned out that her past label and handlers were the ones that presented the pop star as a diva at times that loved feuding with everyone she did not agree with, but Taylor was a musician at heart. She believed in telling her truth through her songs and wanted to get back to that.

The two of them spent months in the studio creating the album and Beca was surprised by how much Taylor was willing to learn and adapt when necessary. Beca's first sign that things would work out should have been how well Chloe and Emily got along with Taylor. Beca still teased the three of them for acting like the best of friends days after meeting each other, but she was relieved they were all getting along. When the first single was released, critics and fans alike were floored by what they heard. It was nothing like Taylor's previous work and promoted as the first of many songs showing the evolution of Taylor Swift. The album earned them five Grammys and put Yellow Cup in the spotlight as the place to be.

The list of artists asking to work with Beca grew exponentially overnight and she was currently working with her twentieth in a matter of a year. It had been the busiest year of Beca's life and it was starting to take its toll on her. While things between her and Chloe were amazing, she was starting to miss her wife more than she ever thought possible. Chloe was always supportive and she was just as busy keeping the business side of the label in check, but with the pregnancy moving along, Beca knew something had to give soon. As she began to doze off, her phone rang and she let out several expletives when she saw who was calling her.

"Seriously, Sammy, it is too late at night for this!"

"What are you talking about? It is only like ten….oh, right, you are still in London. Sorry, but this is important."

"I am not sure you even understand what the word important means anymore since you use it every time we talk lately."

"Look, Reggie, I really need you to consider moving Charisma to the top of your list of artists."

"I hate her name. Can we just add that to the growing list of hell nos?"

"Reggie, think of it as a favor."

"Dude, no! I have so many artists that actually want to work with me and they can all manage to be mature, functioning humans in the process. I am not bumping them down because you want me to do you a solid. That girl is a mess and you know it."

"She is young, but talented."

"And can't stay off social media long enough to use that talent. The girl is going to spiral out and I don't have time to worry about that type of drama. I have a baby on the way, Emily and Mikey are going through stuff, and at some point, I would like to actually figure out my schedule so I can regroup a bit, so no thanks."

"You know, I knew a young talent once that was spiraling too, but I didn't turn my back on her. I put her in the studio on my time and booked her a gig. That turned out pretty well, Reggie."

"Yea, but I wasn't feuding with Selena Gomez and caught on tape snorting coke."

"Okay, that's fair, but she admitted that was a bad move and she has been clean ever since. She isn't into the sex, drugs, and rock and roll scene anymore, which is why I think getting out of L.A. would work wonders for her. You did an amazing job with Taylor. You can help Charisma."

"Taylor needed to do some soul searching as an artist, not as a human. I can't right now."

"Look, Bec, I know I have no right to ask you and you have every right to decline. It is your label and you make the final call…"

"Damn right."

"But this girl needs you. You pride yourself on being a role model for young women. You and Chloe mean so much to young women like Charisma, separately and as a couple. She could use two good influences in her life right now. Her parents only care about her money. Her old label dropped her. I am taking a chance here and I could use a bit of support. Please, Beca."

"Wait, are you begging? Sammy Cage does not beg."

"Which should tell you how important this is to me." Beca groaned and kicked her feet as she let out a whine, but slowly nodded.

"Fine, but only because you are my mentor and have done so much for me and Chloe. If this chick becomes a problem though…"

"I will book her flight back to L.A. myself…well, have Lucy book it."

"Yea, about Lucy, have you two talked about your relationship and what you are labeled now that you're…."

"Night, Reggie," said Sammy before hanging up and she smiled smugly. She knew the quickest way to end a conversation with Sammy was to bring up his personal life and the assistant that he worked a bit too closely with. Beca tossed her phone onto the nightstand and gazed at the picture of her and Chloe. They took it while on their honeymoon and she smiled as she thought about all the nights they spent in Belize making love after relaxing on the beach. Her eyes slowly slid shut as her body finally succumbed to slumber, thinking about the beautiful wife she couldn't wait to get home to.