Chapter 1

A/N: Sorry this first chapter is so short but the next ones will be longer I promise.

Around two weeks ago Beca found out that she got the job she applied for at the DA's office in New York, she was glad she could finally get to put her degree into good use. She didn't even like law, but she did love defending the people and putting scum in jail. She had worked as a clerk for a few years before that and had worked a few blue collar cases. She had hoped she had a good amount of experience for this because she knew that she would be in the big leagues now.

She had started the day off early, groaning to the sound of her alarm clock screeching in her right ear. She sighed rolling over expecting to cuddle up to the familiar warm body next to her. But instead when she rolled over she found a cold empty space. That's when she remembered there would never be that filled space again. Because he had gone, and there was nothing she could do about it. She sat up, not ready for her day anymore, she just wanted to lay in bed and cry. That's when she remembered the reason for his absence. Looking over at her bedside table and pulling open the draw, Beca picked up the little black and white photo of fuzz. It was her sonogram picture from 7 months ago. That's why her boyfriend Jesse had left, when she had lost their baby it was too much for him to cope with, it put a strain on their relationship and he just… Left. It broke her heart, she hasn't been the same way since.

She put the sonogram picture back into the draw as quickly as she could, like it was burning and imprint into her hand, then haphazardly got out of her bed, raking her hands through her hair. Her eyes darted to her wardrobe smiling when she saw her outfit for the day at her brand new job. It was a pink sweater that had a collar with square studs lining it. And a grey wool type skirt which hugged her curves perfectly. She went off and showered, washing her hair and then drying it. She applied her makeup, going for a pale face, black eyeliner and pinkie-red lipstick. Her brown hair with light blond highlights flowed down to her shoulders in a cascade of loose honeycomb curls that whisped softly at the ends. She smiled, really liking the look she had gone for. She went over to her wardrobe and put on her newly bought outfit, and her pair of black heels, though they didn't make much difference to her short stature.

Moving over across her bedroom, she studied herself in the full length mirror. For the first time in a while she was content on how she looked. When Beca was in college she used to have a really grungy, dark kind of look. But even though she is now reaching the age of only 25, she feels as though she had grown up and matured since then… She guessed she had too.

Beca walked into the DA's building an hour later and went into the elevator to go up to her floor she would be working at. Butterflies formed in the pit of her stomach, she was nervous. What if she didn't do a good job and they fired her after the first day? She shook her head, trying to rid herself from those thoughts, breathing in deeply and telling herself that she would have a good day.

Beca was bought out of her own thoughts and stopped in her tracks when the doors to the elevator opened. A young leggy red head with crystal blue eyes stood before her. Beca's breath hitched in her throat and she could feel heat running down her spine. This woman was so captivatingly beautiful. Beca raked her eyes down her body, seeing every curve and every part of her. The redhead cleared her throat which bought Beca back to reality.

"I'm sorry what?" Beca said as a blush slowly crept up into her cheeks. The elevator doors started closing, luckily Beca was small enough to squeeze through the shutting doors without them squashing her. The redhead let out a small giggle making Beca feel all warm in the pit of her stomach, she wished to hear that noise again. Her laughter was a melody to Beca's ears. She hadn't felt like this since, well… Jesse.

"I said welcome to the DA's office. My name is Chloe Beale." She smiled graciously, not offended by the brunettes antics of being distracted.

"Oh. Uh… Hi, I'm Beca." Beca smiled back awkwardly. "Beca Mitchell." Outstretching her hand for the red head to shake, which she did even more graciously. Her skin was smooth and just all together delightful to touch. The small brunette elicited a soft gasp at the redhead's touch that only Beca could hear, it was weird, like something warm happened within Beca that she couldn't put her finger on. A connection maybe?

Chloe shook her hand feeling the same warm feeling inside of her too which was weird. The redhead let her hand linger for a beat longer before taking it back and clearing her throat. "Uh, sorry, what was I doing?" The redhead asked as she placed a finger to her temple and furrowed her brow. "Oh that's right! Follow me and I'll show you to your desk." Chloe walked on and Beca followed a few steps behind her.

Beca didn't know anything about this woman but she definitely wanted to get to know her more. She just seemed so amazing... So why did she feel guilty for feeling like this. Her smile dropped slightly at the thought, she didn't realise that Chloe was talking right to her though.

"Hey, are you okay?" Chloe asked in concern. Her hand was on Beca's shoulder now which instantly made her smile again.

"Oh, yeah I'm fine. Just nervous." She admitted. That was half true but there were more bugging things going through Beca's head right now.

"Don't worry, it happens to us all. Well this is your desk." She gestured to the simple wooden desk infront of them. "And if you need anything I'll be right over there." The majestic redhead pointed over to the desk that was just opposite Beca's. How on earth would she be able to concentrate on her work?