Chapter 1: A set up, or not?
A/n: Had a dream about pitch perfect and this is the result of it! It follows the Bellas from their fourth year at Barden university. Aubrey is still in it, but not at the college. Also I made Fat Amy a bit more serious, though I tried to keep her as much in character as could for this story.
I'm still working on the one-shot fanfic but got no ideas for that right now, so I will go further with that one but not at the moment. Got this fanfic and a few others from other fandoms going for me right now. English is noth my first langauge so I'm sorry beforehand for errors!
''Pick up, pick up'' Beca urged through the receiver of her phone as she got out of her car. She has been calling Fat Amy for the past ten minutes but only ended up getting voicemail. She got voicemail for the sixth time now, so hung up again. With a silent prayer to up above, she dialed the number once more, in hope of getting the girl on the phone this time.
''You've recieved the voicemail of Fat Amy, leave a message and I will call you back ASAP. Except for you Bumper!'' Beca let out a small laugh, her and Bumper were really something else. She waited until after the beep and this time left a message.
''Hey nerd pick up your phone, I need you'' Beca said. ''We've got a lead on the case and I kinda need your help, with you being my partner and all''. Beca thought for a minute about saying more but decided against that. She put her phone away and walked further to the location Aubrey told her. Nothing had happened yet, and that made Beca optimistic that maybe she could safe some people from death tonight.
Beca checked her surroundings, seeing that it was safe, she walked back to her car and drove into the parkinglot. Trying to park her car where it wasn't so much in sight, but still could keep a good eye on the lot. When she found a place she shut off the engine and waited until something would happen. It's all she could do, right now.
You would think that it would be an odd thing, an almost empty parkinglot to murder, but this killer has been sneaky for a while. Kidnapping the victims from places like these, and dumping them at the same place. It's risky, but apparently this killer liked that. They were lucky too tonight, it's the first time that they got a location as a lead before the murder was done. The bureau has been after this one for four weeks now, but always came up empty handed. No description of the killer himself, no fingerprints or things left behind. The killer always made sure he or she couldn't be caught.
Beca had been waiting for an hour now in her car, in the cold autumn night, but it was nothing she hadn't experienced before. She and Amy sometimes needed to be out there for a whole night, just in hope of catching a glimpse of their lead. And just when Beca wanted to give up and call her boss she heard a car coming. She took a glance through the front window and saw a dark car stop in the middle of the lot. Being here for over an hour now Beca knew that the killer wasn't in search of its next target. Realizing that, the girl sighed knowing that this is probably the dumpside. She felt her phone vibrate and got a smile on her face, Amy might have gotten her message after all, but when she took her phone out of her pocket she saw it was her boss.
''Mitchell'' the brunette heard immediately after she picked up, having her target in eyeside now that the person had gotten out of the car.
''Posen, what's up'' Beca replied, her eyes following her target who walked closer to her car. With the killer now turned to Beca she could see that they were dealing with a woman. The woman looked around the parkinglot, probably to make sure no one was around. Beca duck down, not wanting to get caught.
''You guys are still out there'' The usual stern blonde asked concerned. Aubrey was known for being pretty uptight, she just wanted everything to go without a hitch. Though she has loosened up a bit in the past three years. Ever since the new girls joined the Bellas, Aubrey went a bit softer, she just had a soft spot for them. Not immediately, but at the end of her senior year she came to love them as sisters.
Beca didn't answer Aubrey immediately. One because she didn't want to tell Aubrey that she was on her own, instead of with her partner. And two because she was too busy making sure she wasn't getting caught. She heard a vague noise of a trunk being opened, and with that came a faint noise that looked a lot like a weak cry for help. The victim could still be alive Beca thought, she didn't want to give away her hiding place so kept quiet and let her ears do their thing. If the killer only dumped here, then maybe she hadn't realized that her victim wasn't dead yet. But when she heard something that sounded like an object being plunged into something, she knew that there was no saving people tonight. Beca badly wanted to stop the killer but she needed to follow protocol and from what she heard the victim couldn't be saved anymore, anyway. With a heavy heart the young girl swallowed past the lump in her throat.
''Beca answer me'' Aubrey said. The alt girl knew that if Aubrey called you by your first name, it was serious.
''Give me five and I'm on my way back'' Beca replied. ''Alright'' she added, when Aubrey didn't reply.
''Alright'' Aubrey nod, though she knew Beca couldn't see that. ''Five minutes'' was the last thing Beca heard before the line was cut off.
Beca took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a second before slowly opening the cardoor, trying to make as less sound as she could. When she was out, she took a hold on the gun that was strapped to her belt. With one hand on the gun and the other one on the side of the car, she bent through her knees and made her way around the car. She knew she had one chance, and one chance only. She looked to both sides of the car, seeing her target about fifteen feet away from her. The parkinglot was empty for the most part, so she really needed to watch out with what she did. One wrong move and her target would be gone, or she would become the target herself.
Across from her a few feet further was another car. She took a sprint, thanking heaven that her shoes don't make any sound, and hid behind the blue fiat. It wasn't a big car, so she had just so much to hide behind. With her target closer then ever and their back towards her, she did the only thing she could think of at that moment. She lined her gun up with the woman and took the shot, but the killer probably heard the gunshot and ducked down just before the bullet could hit her.
''Don't move'' Beca called out into the cold october night, as she walked out of her hiding place into view. It was dark and with only a few streetlights around she needed to focus to see everything clear. Her gun was drawn again and pointed at the object of the night. Hoping this time she won't miss, if she needed to shoot again.
The killer who was on the floor, the last victim sprawled all over her, blood gushing everywhere, stood up in a fast movement. Trying to get as much blood off of her as she could. Her leather gloves dripping with the sticky red liquid. Beca took a step back, shock overtaking her body when she got a better look at the woman infront of her.
When the killer was done with wiping off the blood she took a few steps towards Beca. An evil smirk forming on the thicker woman's face, after seeing the shock across the smaller girls face. Her brown hair falling in waves on her back, some blood covering the ends of her hair. She let the knife fall to the floor, the sound ringing through the deserted parkinglot.
Beca only now realized that there were two victims on the ground behind the woman. The killer escalated, getting bolder.
''Caught me red handed'' The woman said, a perfect Australian accent filling the words. ''Literally'' a sarcastic laugh escaping her lips, as she waved her gloved hands through the air.
''We can do this the easy way, or the hard way'' Beca said, not sure about her options right now. She could call for back up, but there wasn't enough time for them to get ready and be here. And Amy herself hadn't called back, yet, though Beca could think of a good reason why that was.
With the woman infront of her looking an awful lot like one of her best friends, made it hard for Beca to understand what was happening.
This couldn't be Amy could it, Fat Amy isn't capable of this, is she. And before Beca knew it the woman made a sprint to her car and drove off. With that Beca was shaken out of her state of shock. Acting fast she fired the gun a few times, in hope of hitting the car, leaving damage. But it didn't do much for the driver to lose control over the wheel. Beca cursed under her breath, letting her gun filled hand fall to her side. She brushed her hand through her thick brown locks, trying to come up with a plan, but she had nothing. The only thing she had were two victims in the middle of the carpark, a knife which was used with a gloved hand and a description of the killer describing exactly the last person she thought would ever be a killer. So she really had nothing to go on. She thought for a minute before taking her phone out, again.
After a few rings the person on the other end picked up. ''Chloe Beale speaking'' a sleepy voice filled the line.
''Chlo, we have a problem'' Beca said.
''You alright, Bec'' Chloe's voice turned concerned, as she sat up in her bed.
''Uhmm, no'' Beca let out a humorless laugh. ''I think I'm going crazy''.
''What'' Chloe frowned. ''What's wrong''.
''I think we have a personal matter on our hands this time''.
''You're on your case, aren't you'' Chloe stated.
''Yeah'' Beca replied. ''Aubrey had a lead for me and well here I am''.
''Why didn't you ask someone with you, like Amy, your partner'' Chloe said, standing up from her bed. ''Remember, always take back up''.
''I know, I know'' The brunette said. ''But I couldn't reach Amy so I didn't really have a choice, Aubrey wanted it done as quick as possible, because the lead told us to be here tonight''.
''And knowing Aubrey, when you get a lead it is immediately'' Beca sighed.
''Yeah, I know'' Chloe said. ''So why do you say this could be a personal matter for us''.
''Well...'' Beca trailed off, not sure how her friend would take this. It would be betrayel if what she saw was true. ''I think we have a traitor in our team''.
''Wait, what'' Chloe called out, stopping her search through her closet for clothes. ''Who''.
''My partner'' Beca snorted, not believing her own words.
''No'' Chloe shook her head. ''You think Amy is...'' Trailing off not sure either if she should finish that sentence.
''From what I saw our serial killer looks an awful lot like her'' Beca told her. ''Its that the woman has brown hair, but otherwise it would've been Amy's doppelganger''.
''Or worse Amy herself, with a wig'' Beca added.
''Alright, uhmm'' Chloe thought for a minute, being Aubrey's partner makes her one of the leaders of their team. She didn't have the same authority as Aubrey, but she still had more to say then the rest of the girls.
''Come back to the bureau when you're done with the police and paramedics'' Chloe said after a minute. ''I'll head in right now, and from there we'll see what we can do''.
''Okay'' Beca nod.
''Aubrey is still in right'' Chloe asked, going further with throwing clothes together to put on.
''Yeah'' Beca replied. ''Could you inform her of this''.
''Of course'' Chloe said.
''Just leave the part out of Fat Amy being the possible killer, I want to tell her that myself'' Beca said. The brunette still couldn't get a grip on the fact that the blonde might be their killer, so she wanted to be the one telling their boss the news. It was about her partner after all.
''I'll keep it quiet'' Chloe said softly, knowing that this must be hard for Beca. It's not everyday that someone you trusted with your life, might have betrayed you.
''Thanks'' Beca said relieved.
''Just take care of things there. But don't inform Amy by any means about this, no call or text'' Chloe pointedly said through the phone. Chloe thought it was for the best to not inform the girl, if she turns out to be their killer, they couldn't have her help them on the case. The case could become a lot harder if the killer themself is in their agency.
''Got it'' Beca nod before disconnecting the line.
The girl let out a sigh and checked the time on her phone, 10.45 pm. She called 911 and informed them of the situation before waiting until they arrived. Fifteen minutes later the parkinglot was filled with blue and red lights, all circling around the crime scene. Beca was on the side talking with the police after showing them her badge. Explaining to them that this is one of her cases, so she liked them not to be on her back and let her handle this one with her team. After much persuasion from Beca's side the police agreed to not interfere. Also they kinda searched Beca's name through the database, making sure that she was an agent with her young age and all.
For people like the police they were seen as just agents, just like the FBI. But that's just a disguise for their bureau, the same as the Bellas acapella group is a disguise for them being secret agents. That's why they have the badge, so people like the police don't make a big deal out of it.
''We done here'' Beca asked the older police man infront of her, who was writing the things down she just told him. ''My boss, kinda, wants me back at the bureau as soon as possible, so we can discuss the case''. She wanted to be gone as soon as she could from this place, it was giving her chills everytime she looked around it, now.
''If you wait a minute agent Mitchell we can give you a handwritten case file, that you can take with you'' Another agent came up behind the older man, a warm smile on his face.
''Thanks'' Beca smiled back, both agents gave her a nod before walking away. Beca had already memorized almost everything from the crime scene by now, because usually they would make a case file themselves. But it's always nice when the police works along with you, instead of against you. They have had that in the past quite a few times.
''Here is the file'' The same agent as before came up to her a few minutes later, the same warm smile still on his face.
''You sure that everything is written down in here'' Beca asked as she took the file from him, opening it up to do a check.
''I'm sure'' He nod. ''Everything you told us, everything we found and all about the victims we know''.
''That's a first then'' Beca let out a small laugh, as she closed the file. Usually they let a few things out so as to mess up their case. Not that she can blame them, they've done a lot of those kind of things to the police back. Leaving important information out, so they were the only ones who could solve the case. And this time was no different. Beca made sure that all the important things were said, but the rest was all perfectly stored up in her mind. Only coming to light when she's at the bureau with her team.
She and Amy were pretty good at leaving things to themselves, that's why they were the second best in their team. With Amy's genius, witty mind and with Beca's fast and skillfull moves the two made a hell of a good team. Making up plans and doing them in no time. Them, and Aubrey and Chloe were the main reasons that their bureau was doing so well. Last year they even were made out to be the A team.
''Thanks for the file'' Beca said waving the file in the air.
''No problem, good luck'' He said. ''The sooner this killer is from the streets, the better''.
''We'll do our best'' Beca gave a lopsided smile, before making her way to her car who stood safely on the otherside of the parkinglot.
Half an hour later Beca arrived at the building the Bellas always have their rehearsels. Instead of walking into the building she walked around it to the back. Her eyes focused on not being seen. She reached the door on the backside of the building and typed in the code to open the door. The good thing about this entrance is that you can only know about it if you're an agent here, yourself. If you're not, there is no way of knowing.
Beca heard the click of the lock and opened the door, a long corridor coming in sight. She walked to the end of the long and dark corrider which led her to an elevator. Just like with the door you needed a code to get it unlocked. Everything in this building with a code, had a different code, that way no intruder could get far. The elevator doors opened and Beca walked in, the door closing behind her. Pushing a button the car took her down, under the building to the basement. The doors opened again and the bureau came in view. Beca walked out of the elevator and to the reception desk where she needed to check in.
''Mitchell, nice to see you again'' Ethan said from behind the desk. Ethan was one of the graduates from Barden who stayed with the bureau, just like Aubrey.
''Ethan'' Beca greeted him, giving him her badge. ''Still doing the same old lame job, I see'' she joked.
''Very funny'' Ethan rolled his eyes, as he checked in Beca.
''They still don't let you in'' Beca said symphatetic. The guy had been trying to get into the bureau as something other then an assistent for years now, but he had the problem that one of his eyes was made out of glass. And things like that made them reject you, right away.
''Sadly no, but I have accepted it'' Ethan replied, giving the girl her badge back. ''Still earn ten times more with this job, then I ever did with any other''.
''True'' Beca nod. That was one of the perks of working for the bureau, you earned a lot of money. And Beca having a free ride at college because of her dad, made it all the more better for her. Her savings were through the rough by now.
''But I have to go, you know the big boss of my team'' Beca said as she walked backwards from the desk to the door to enter the bureau itself.
''Uptight'' was all Beca heard as she turned around, laughing. Everyone had the same thought when it came to Aubrey, but most of them didn't know the girl like she and her girls did.
She put in the third code for that night to get into the bureau and this time came face to face with the busy headquarters she has been spending the past three years in. It was a huge space under the building, with every team having their own part to work. Her team had the department with the best things, with being the A team. They had their own conference room, lunchroom, gym, gun ranch and lab. Also everyone had an office they shared with their partner, except for Aubrey and Chloe they both have their own offices.
The first thing Beca did was dump her stuff in the office she shared with Amy, leaving her gun strapped onto her belt. It was protocol to have at all times when on a case or at the bureau your gun and badge with you. That way if something happened you were prepared with something.
The office was partly professional and partly just like their dormroom, messy and too colorful for Beca's taste, but Amy liked it that way. Beca put her bag down on her chair, threw the case file on her desk and took off her jacket. She wanted a few minutes for herself before she would have the meeting with Chloe and Aubrey. And she was pretty torn in two when it came to the meeting. On one hand she needed to stay objective, it's a case after all. But on the other hand it concerns her partner and best friend. How the hell are they gonna do this. Amy was too into this secret agent thing to start killing, right.
''Bec, you ready'' Came a voice from the door opening. She looked up and into Chloe's soft blue eyes.
''As I'll ever be'' Beca breathed out as she took the file from her desk and walked to the door.
With the case file firm in her hands now, she followed Chloe to their conferenceroom. It was just two rooms from her office, but it felt a lot longer. The closer they got to the room the more she dreaded the meeting.
''Relax a bit'' Chloe told the girl beside her, she felt Beca tense up more and more the closer they got to the conference room. ''We'll work this out''.
''But what if...'' Beca stopped talking before more of that sentence could escape from her lips. She shook her head let out a throaty laugh before looking up to the redhead beside her. ''She didn't do this right'' pleading with her eyes to let this not be true.
''We have to stay objective'' Chloe sighed. Chloe saw that Beca wanted to protest, so quickly spoke further. ''But I have my doubts, especially because of the hair color thing''.
''Good'' Beca breathed out, happy that at least there were doubts.
''Alright'' Chloe gave the girl a reassuring smile that she could do this. Chloe knew that Amy and Beca had a special bond after three years now, being partners creates that. And Chloe didn't want to know the feeling her best friend was having right now, to doubt your partner. She self had never had to doubt Aubrey ever before.
They walked through the already open door and Chloe closed it behind them. The conference room was large with in the middle a big round table fitting all the girls. On the right wall they had a big tv screen directly connected with the computer, that way cases were easier to present. And the left wall was made out of glass, overlooking their department. The table was always a bit messy, filled with papers and case files and stuff.
Aubrey was already seated at the head of the table, well the closest to the tv screen, with the table being round. Left from her with a chair between them were Cynthia Rose and Stacie, both expectantly waiting. Both having heard nothing about why they needed to come to the bureau. Chloe took a seat next to Aubrey leaving Beca standing.
''May I ask why we have this emergency meeting'' Aubrey asked, as she looked to Beca. Just when she wanted to head out to go home, she got a call from Chloe that they needed an emergency meeting as soon as possible. The redhead only told her that it was about the lead she gave Beca and Fat Amy tonight. She knew that her best team was out there, but usually they would debrief in the morning, when it was as late as this.
Stacie and Cynthia Rose looked lost on at their collegues, they were called in by Chloe but didn't get any explanation as to why. Chloe and Beca shared a look, before the latter one turned her gaze back to their boss.
''I think this explains a lot about that'' Beca said as she handed over the case file. Aubrey took it from the girl all the while keeping her gaze on her, searching her face for an answer or something. When she couldn't find what she was searching for she brought her gaze to the case file in her hands. She opened it up and started reading it.
''This is the file about the lead I gave you and Amy earlier'' Aubrey looked up when she read over the location of the crime scene. ''Can we debrief about this in the morning, it's pretty late right now'' she raised an eyebrow.
''No'' Beca shook her head. ''We need to talk about it now''.
''Where's Amy by the way'' Aubrey asked, looking up from the case file when she realized the blonde wasn't with them.
''I couldn't reach her so I took the lead upon myself, alone'' Beca answered, knowing that Aubrey didn't approve of that. But for now she didn't care, they had bigger things to deal with.
''Mitchell you know the protocol, always take your partner or at least back up with you'' Aubrey pursed her lips.
''I know, and I'm sorry I didn't do that'' Beca apologized. ''But I thought I could do it alone''.
''This time I will let you go, but next time'' Aubrey warned the girl.
''Thanks, it won't happen again'' Beca replied, quickly.
Aubrey turned her gaze back to the file and read further. The further she got into the file the more she knew that things were left out, but knowing Beca that wasn't unusual.
''You caught the killer'' Aubrey asked, raising an eyebrow.
''No'' Beca shook her head.
''I'm not used to that from you'' Aubrey said disappointedly as she closed the case file. Sitting up she laid the file down on the table and folded her hands on top of it.
''I almost caught her, but that's when things got weird'' Beca explained as best as she could.
''How weird'' Aubrey asked.
''As in we might have to arrest one of our own, weird'' Beca told the older girl, her eyes looking everywhere but the four women infront of her.
''What do you mean'' Aubrey furrowed her brows. This comment made the two other agents sit up straighter too. Beca didn't say a word, just closed her eyes for a second to gather her thoughts.
''Mitchell what did you leave out of the file'' Aubrey said her voice stern and serious. The girl knew she couldn't work around her boss this time. Beca knew fully that Aubrey knew that she and Amy sometimes left information behind, but she never confronted them with it. Always trusted them to get the job done.
''Mitchell'' Aubrey called out, startling the girl this time.
''The only thing I left out is the description of the killer'' Beca said. ''I didn't want the police to be on our case, so left the thing out that made us have a huge lead''.
''And what is the description'' Aubrey waited. With a description there was a chance that they would catch the killer in no time.
''Just tell her'' Chloe urged her good friend.
''Well lets just say that the killer looks an awful lot like our favorite Australian'' Beca said, her hands wringing together waiting for a reaction from her team. Gasps were heard throughout the conference room when they all realized who Beca was referring too.
''That can't be'' Stacie shook her head.
''It was dark, maybe you saw it wrong'' Cynthia backed up Stacie.
''Guys, I'm not wrong'' Beca looked to them. ''Yes it was dark, but she was like three feet away from me. The only thing different about her was her hair color, but that could've been a wig''.
''You serious'' Stacie eyed the shorter girl, not believing one word of it.
''Dead serious''.
''Aubrey say something'' Chloe nudged her partner beside her.
''Well, uhmm...'' she cleared her throat before talking further. ''We have to work via protocol, and stay objective, like always''.
Beca rolled her eyes, sometimes she really was done with the whole protocol thing, it sometimes really worked out negative for them.
''Mitchell see if Jessica is still in and ask her to sketch a picture of your description'' Aubrey ordered her. ''We know who you are referring to, but maybe when it's on paper it turns out to be someone else''.
''Okay, yes, of course'' Beca nod, already heading for the door while her boss was still talking to her. Everything to make sure that Amy wasn't their killer.
''Stacie and Cynthia I want you guys on this case with us'' Aubrey told them. ''We won't take any other cases until this one is solved, got it''.
''Yes m'am'' Cynthia said, finally knowing why she and her partner were called in.
''Okay, take this file and find everything you can about them'' Aubrey ordered them. ''See what they have in common and things like that. We know they were killed together but that doesn't always mean they are attached to each other. Also look up every victim by this killer, see what you can find''. And with that both Stacie and Cynthia were out of the room with the case file.
''Aubs what are we gonna do if it turns out to be Fat Amy, after all'' Chloe asked worried.
''I don't know'' Aubrey stood up, her eyes avoiding the redhead.
''Aubrey look at me''.
''What'' Aubrey looked up, her eyes filled with what looked like hurt. Chloe frowned a bit, not understanding why her friend acted like this.
''Why are you looking so hurt'' Chloe asked.
''I'm not hurt'' Aubrey said, turning away.
''You know, you can talk to me right'' Chloe said concerned. She watched the taller girl gather her things from the table, her face set in a painful expression. Chloe waited for Aubrey to say something, but when the girl didn't and just walked out of the conference room, she sighed. Something was definitely up with their boss and her partner.