Synopsis: Based off the movie "Charlie's Angels." Beca, Chloe, and Aubrey all have a past, when they were younger; they were approached by a random stranger with a proposition. They now work for John Smith, as his 'angels' fighting crime, and going under cover. When they are called onto a new case to protect a girl named Lilly, who is to be considered the world's next genius, they end up getting more than they bargained for.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rated: M
Jason Sherman looked out his window, and stared as the train quickly passed through a field, trees and wheat were passing by, and barely being seen. He lifted his wrist and checked his watch, and smiled to himself when he read 2:37pm. They would be arriving in Orange County in thirty minutes, which gave the man a feeling of ease as he brought his attention back to his window. The air conditioning on the train was beginning to get a bit intense for him. Jason got up from his seat and reached his arms to lift up his overhead compartment that held his carryon bag. He pulled out a sweater and slipped it on, he quickly looked over at two girls who were staring at him. Both women quickly looked away once they realized they had been caught staring.
He took his seat once again, and reached into his pocket, grabbing his cell-phone out. "Is there anything I can get for you sir?" A blonde waitress smiled as she approached him with a cart.
Jason looked over at the blonde and quickly shook his head. "No, I'll be fine; we're arriving shortly, aren't we?" He questioned her.
The blonde woman nodded and smiled. "Scheduled to arrive in thirty minutes," she informed the man.
Jason cleared his throat and looked back towards the window. "Great, that'll be all then." He said, brushing her off. The blonde rolled her eyes before looking over at the two women across from him.
She smiled at them and continued to ask the same question. "Is there anything I can get for you ladies?"
"No, we should be fine for the next thirty minutes," One of the ladies with red hair smiled at the waitress before looking over at the girl beside her. "Are you going to be okay, babe?" She laid a hand on the brunette's leg, and smiled.
The other woman nodded and turned her head to look out her window. "Yeah, we're both fine, but thank you for asking!" The redhead continued to answer politely, hearing how rude the man had been to her previous of their conversation.
The blonde smiled and gave the women a nod. "Okay, enjoy the rest of your travel; we should be arriving to Orange County shortly." She said before continuing to push the cart to the next set of people.
The brunette let out a loud sigh as she continued to stare outside. "Is there any particular reason train rides have to be this long?" She mumbled before looking over at the redhead, immediately getting lost in her eyes.
The redhead rolled her eyes and laughed at the brunette. "Is there any reason why you feel the need to complain this much every time we travel?" She giggled.
The other woman scoffed, looking at her with an amazed look, indicating she did not agree with what the redhead had just said. "Chloe," she started.
The other woman gave her a playful look before staring at the girl intently; mocking the same serious look she was receiving from the brunette at that moment. "Beca," she said, imitating the other woman.
Beca sighed before letting out a tiny snicker, no matter how hard she tried; she could never stay serious around Chloe. It was something about her beautiful light blue eyes, and the charming, outgoing, 'I am one care free bitch' personality that would make her want to be different. "You're such a pain in my ass," Beca smirked.
Chloe bought her hand up to her mouth and playfully gasped at the other woman. "You got only one thing right about that sentence," She leaned in and brought her mouth to the brunette's ear. "I'm your pain in the ass," she whispered, grabbing the other woman's hand and slowly intertwining their fingers.
Beca's heart began to race as she felt the touch of the other woman. Something about Chloe Beale made her scared. Well it wasn't so much of a scared feeling, as it was 'holy crap I am so in love with this girl that every time she touches me I feel like I am going to die' feeling. Beca cleared her throat in an attempt to clear her head. "So what did you want to do when we arrive in Orange County?" She questioned.
Chloe turned her head away from the brunette; she pursed her lips, and squint her eyes as she thought to herself. "Hm, I can think of some fun things we could do in the hotel room when we arrive." She looked over at Beca and smiled perversely.
Beca stared at the woman in front of her, jaw agape, her throat getting dry. She quickly closed her mouth and swallowed what saliva she had left. 'Focus Mitchell,' Beca thought to herself. "I hear Orange Country has some amazing art museums I actually wouldn't mind checking out." She said looking over at the man sitting across from them.
Jason could see the brunette staring at him from the corner of his eye, and quickly looked over at her, attempting to catch her in the act. He was too slow though, before he even had his head turned, Chloe pressed her lips to Beca's.
Beca's eyes swept open as she felt the other woman's soft lips against hers. Chloe smirked when she could feel Beca's hand basically sweating in her palm. The redhead detached their lips and sighed. "Always so nervous on trains," she winked.
Beca shook her head and quickly looked back out her widow, trying to keep her thoughts from venturing off into something she would not be able to handle at this precise moment. "Yeah well you know me, babe." She muttered.
Chloe giggled to herself before slowly turning her head and looking over at the guy across from them. "What time is it?" She asked keeping her eyes attached to the man.
The brunette pulled her phone out and hit one of the side buttons to check the time. "Two forty-five," She read before looking over at Chloe and following her gaze towards Jason.
Jason could see both women staring at him once again. This time, fed up. He lifted himself up from his seat, approached his overhead compartment, grabbed his bag, and walked off. "Fucking dykes," he mumbled as he walked away.
Chloe looked over at Beca and gave her a nod before getting up from her seat, the brunette instantly following her actions. Both women slowly followed behind the man as he continued to walk down the isle of the train.
Jason slightly turned his head, and nearly jumped when he saw both women walking a great distance behind him. Without hesitation John picked his pace up, and continued onward, faster than before, almost running into the same waitress who attempted to serve him earlier.
The blonde gasped as she almost fell over from the force the man had caused as he pushed his way passed her. "What the…" She cut herself off when she recognized the man, the same man who had been rude to her not long ago. She looked back and saw the two women from earlier walking briskly towards her. She quickly blocked their path and glared at them, eyes filled with fire. "What did you do?" She immediately looked over at Beca.
Beca gave the blonde woman a shocked expression. "Excuse you Aubrey, but why do you assume I did something?" She replied coldly.
Chloe quickly shot her hand up and stepped between both women, turning her head back and forth between the two, sending them each a dirty look. "Can we do this later when we're not in the middle of trying to stop a criminal?" She asked the women eagerly.
Beca and Aubrey both nodded. The blonde quickly spun around and quickly continued to walk down the hallway. They eventually reached the end and looked around.
Beca stomped her foot in frustration. "Well now look at what you did, Aubrey. Where the hell did he go?" Beca's question was soon answered when they heard a loud bang coming from the door behind her. The three girls immediately ran through it and quickly stopped in their tracks when they were in a different room.
They looked around and saw no sign of Jason, only bags, dog cages, and empty carts. "Maybe he's hiding somewhere in here?" Chloe questioned as they slowly walked around the room.
Aubrey looked ahead of her and saw another door that lead outside the train, to the ladder hatch. "How much do you want to bet he's going to be one of the dumb ones who think he can get away from us by climbing on top of the train?"
Beca immediately shook her head. "No, he's definitely hiding somewhere in here." She retorted. "Twenty dollars says he's not outside." Beca finished as she smiled smugly at the blonde.
Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Come on," she said as she quickly ran towards the door.
She cautiously opened it and rolled her eyes once again when she saw the man climbing the ladder to go on top of the train. Beca scoffed and immediately pulled a bill from her pocket. "Whatever, I figured he was one of the smarter criminals, goes to show you they're all dumb as fuck."
The three girls quickly climbed the ladder of the train, heading towards the top. Aubrey immediately ducked her head when she reached the top and saw a foot swing her way. "Son of a bitch," she scoffed. The man slowly attempted his way across the train, in an attempt to escape the three women.
The three made it on top and quickly followed behind him, this not being the first time they had to chase some dumb ass attempting to escape by running across the top of a train. "Who the hell do you bitches think you are?" Jason called from behind him as he attempted to move quicker, seeing they were easily catching up.
Chloe gasped from behind Aubrey. "Excuse you; I believe the term you're looking for..." She paused as she quickly removed her heels. "Is Angels, not bitches?" She threw a heel at the man, hitting him on the back of the head, knocking him down.
The three of them quickly caught up just as he was getting up. He kicked his foot out and hit Aubrey in the stomach, pushing her back into the other two. "Not cool, dude," Beca shoved her way passed Chloe and Aubrey, charging at Jason.
The man took a swing at the brunette, but was too slow. She quickly dodged it, rolling her eyes. "Well if that's all you've got, I may be able to make it home tonight to watch Game of thrones." Beca turned to her side and sent the man a side kick. He quickly caught the brunette's foot and attempted to throw her off the train. Before he could do anything, Aubrey grabbed him from behind and Chloe held onto Beca, making sure she was safe.
Jason attempted to get out of Aubrey's hold but couldn't budge from it for the life of him. He looked ahead and saw Beca raise her fist, but before she could even touch him, he quickly moved his head so the brunette ended up hitting Aubrey square in the face. "Dammit, Beca," Aubrey shot out when she accidentally loosened her grip on the man.
The brunette gave her an apologetic smile as Chloe quickly grabbed a hold of the man from behind pulling him down. Beca ran for him but was pushed back when Jason raised his legs in the air and kicked her. Aubrey rolled her eyes when the man grabbed a hold of Chloe and pulled her down in front of him. He quickly got up and went to kick the redhead but Chloe was too quick, and dodged it. Aubrey immediately punched him in the face, sending him back.
Beca stuck her foot out and kicked in the back of his legs, knocking him down. "Jesus Christ, who are you?" Jason asked when he looked up and saw all three girls standing in a fighting pose, smiling.
Aubrey slowly approached the guy as he got up. "Does it really matter? All that matters is, you're Jason Sherman, an art thief who has been travelling the world for the last six months stealing very valuable pieces of art." She finished.
Chloe walked up behind her, along with Beca who smirked when she saw the man slowly approaching the girls. "Just give up dude, it's over, finished, you've lost." She said smugly.
The man laughed. "Please, you're three women; I could easily take you down." He said before quickly charging at them. Before he could reach them, Beca, Aubrey, and Chloe all dropped down, lying flatly against the surface, as they train went through a tunnel. Jason had just enough time to look behind him and before he could comprehend what was happening, he was met with a wall, and darkness as the train continued its way through the blackness, leaving him behind.
Once the train exited the tunnel, the three girls slowly got up. Chloe looked over at both Aubrey and Beca, giggling. "What's so funny?" Beca raised a questioning eyebrow at the redhead.
Chloe shook her head before speaking up. "I guess you could say that was easier said than drawn." She winked; making the other two roll their eyes.
Chloe picked up Jason's bag and unzipped it. "God you're so lame sometimes," Beca said as she approached her, peeking in the bag.
Chloe pulled out a small piece of art and smiled. "Got it, we're good to go." She said stuffing it back inside the bag.
Aubrey sighed in content as the three girl walked down the train. "Okay good, we'll bring it back to Jesse, and then vacation time!" She replied excitedly.
Beca, Chloe and Aubrey made their way down the ladder of the train, back to the door. They opened it and were met with a very confused waiter.
He looked around as if something in the room would give him the answers as to why three beautiful girls were just coming from the roof of the train. "Hey you girls can't be here!" He shouted.
Beca rolled her eyes at the man as they continued to walk passed him. "Two points to the waiter for pointing out the obvious." She flicked her hand in the air, holding out a bill, hoping he would just drop it. Which he immediately grabbed the bill from the brunette's hand, and said no more.
The three girls approached the exit when they felt the train coming to a stop, and could hear an announcement over the speakers. "So before anyone else says anything, Beca what you did up there was irresponsible and you could have gotten hurt, if not worse." Aubrey randomly spoke up.
Beca shot a look towards the blonde, and rolled her eyes. "What exactly is it that I did, that was oh so wrong, oh wise one?" She replied sarcastically.
Aubrey scoffed and stopped dead in her tracks, grabbing the brunette's arm. "Are you for real, Beca? You almost got yourself throw off the train, if it wasn't for Chloe and I, you wouldn't be here right now." The anger in the blonde's voice was becoming visible.
Chloe looked back and forth between the two girls, knowing exactly what was coming next. "Oh please, I would have done just fine on my own. I am twenty years old. I know what I'm doing. You know Aubrey, you have a lot of nerve, I'm sick of always hearing what I did wrong. Why don't you ever rip on Chloe?" Beca glared at the blonde, daring her to continue.
Aubrey rolled her eyes when she saw the brunette clench her fists. "I'm not going to fight you Beca, calm down. I just want you to learn. Chloe doesn't mess up like you do, I don't need to tell her anything. You though, you're going to get yourself killed one day with that care free 'I don't give a fuck' attitude. I'm just look…" Aubrey was cut off by a very angry Beca.
Beca took one step towards the blonde. "Excuse me, why don't you just tell me your real problem Aubrey? Is it my alternative look, is it my piercings, just fucking tell me already so we can deal with this obsession you have with hating me and move on already." The brunette spat out.
Chloe threw her hands in the air and quickly shook her head. "Enough guys, I'm done listening to you two bicker. Aubrey leave Beca alone, and Beca, just try to be more careful. That's all. Now, both of you stop." The redhead said in an angry demanding voice, throwing both women off guard.
Aubrey sucked back a deep breath as she massaged her temples, slowly releasing all the anger as she exhaled. "Okay fine, I won't say anymore." She finished.
Beca crossed her arms, rolling her eyes at the blonde. "Yeah, we'll see how long that lasts," she muttered.
Chloe slapped Beca's arm and glared at her. "Stop, I mean it. I don't want to hear another word." She paused before looking in Aubrey's direction. "Now tell me, Aubrey, what are your plans for vacation?" She smiled, completely changing her attitude.
Aubrey continued to walk as she thought about what she intended to do on her week off. "Well, I definitely want to get some reading done, watch a few TV shows I've been meaning to catch up on, and obviously go out with you girls." She smiled at Chloe, and then at Beca, who just looked away.
Chloe nodded and just as she was about to respond she was cut off by Aubrey's cell phone, which had "I saw the sign" as her ringtone blaring through her speakers. The blonde held up a finger, indicating one minute, and started to walk away.
"Aubrey Posen," was all Beca and Chloe heard before she was too far to hear anymore.
Chloe looked over at Beca and gave her a small smile. "So what are your plans for vacation, other than hanging out with your two best buds," she nudged the brunette's arm, laughing when she saw the girl roll her eyes.
Beca felt a smile creep on her face. She couldn't help but smile when she was around the redhead, no matter the situation, and the seriousness of it, Chloe always had a way of bringing Beca out of a bad mood, which not many people had the ability to do. Actually, which no one but Chloe had the ability to do. "Not much," Beca shrugged. "I plan on spinning a few times, and maybe see my mom, but that's all." The brunette finished, looking down at her feet as she shuffled one against the gravel.
Chloe frowned when she saw how Beca immediately tensed when she brought up anyone from her family. "What about your dad?" Chloe asked cautiously, knowing it was a touchy subject for the brunette.
Beca let out a loud scoff and looked up at Chloe. "Please, I won't have any time to see him with my busy schedule." She rolled her eyes.
Chloe knew Beca's past well enough to know she wasn't a huge fan of her father, but she could never understand why she never tried to make amends with him. Family was something important to Chloe, and when she saw other people hurting because of it, it upset her, especially when it was someone she cared deeply about. "Beca, why don't you give him a chance, see him, maybe you'll have fun." Chloe attempted to convince the brunette without setting her off.
It was too late, just the thought of Robert Mitchell got Beca's skin crawling. "Because Chloe, I don't want to. I'm good with seeing him every Christmas. That's how it's been for the last five years of my life and I'm fine with it staying that way." Beca said in a dark tone, sending chills down Chloe's spine.
The redhead looked over at Beca and could tell the brunette was lost in a deep thought. She gently placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and gave her a small smile, in an attempt to let her know she was there if she needed her.
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Tina Mitchell was in the kitchen preparing a cake when she heard a fit of giggles coming from the living room. She quietly approached the source of the noise and smiled when she saw her husband down on the floor chasing after their little daughter.
The tiny brunette continued to giggle as she ran away from her father. "I'm gonna get you!" Robert said in a silly tone as he continued to chase after his daughter.
Beca fell over and had a fit of laughter when her dad started to tickle her. "Daddy stop," she managed to cry out through the laughter. "My friends will be here soon and I still have to put my dress on."
Robert lifted his little girl off the floor and held her up high as he stared into her adorable blue eyes. "Your friends will have to wait then, it's not every day my favorite girl turns five years old." He smiled as he placed her feet first back onto the ground.
Tina walked quietly into the room, pressing a finger against her lips as she crept up behind her husband. She quickly grabbed his sides and screamed in his ear, making the grown man nearly jump out of his skin. "Boo," she laughed when she saw the look of terror in her husband's eyes. "Who would have guessed you'd be more of a scaredy cat than our daughter." She laughed as she watched the man try to calm his heartbeat.
Robert quickly placed his lips against his wife's and kissed her deeply. "You're lucky I love you, or I may have had to kill you." He mumbled as their lips remained attached.
Beca stuck her tongue out in disgust as she watched her two parents kissing. "Ew gross, cut it out." She made a face of disgust.
Both Robert and Tina laughed at their daughter's antics, and turned to face her. "So, are you excited for all your presents today?" Tina bent down on one knee to talk to her little girl.
Beca simply just shook her head and smiled. "No, not really," she stated, making both her parents look at each other, wondering what she had meant by that.
Robert looked back at his daughter with a confused look. "What do you mean 'no not really,' you're five years old, you're supposed to only be excited for the presents!" He replied in a playful yet questioning tone.
Beca just shrugged and looked up into her father's eyes. She gently pushed her hair behind her ears and smiled. "There's just nothing anyone can get me that I really want." Beca sighed, her eyes quickly flicking to the floor then back into her father's eyes once again. "I already have the best family, lots of cool toys and clothes. There's nothing else I need."
Both of Beca's parents looked at one another, astounded by what their little girl had just said to them. Tina hastily opened her mouth, but was left speechless. Robert swiftly grabbed a hold of his wife and daughter's hand, and brought them both over to the couch, Tina sat beside him, no hesitation, while Beca, not sure if she was in trouble, placed herself in front of her parents, with her head ducked low. "Beca," Robert started, placing his hand gently under his daughter's chin, lifting it up so she could look both of them in their eyes. "Do you want to hear the story of the best gift I've ever received?" He gave the tiny girl a warm smile.
Beca scrunched her face in confusion, but slowly nodded, intrigued to hear more of what her father had to say. "It was actually five years ago, today." He winked at her, hoping she would catch on.
Beca raised an eyebrow, giving her father a questioning look. "You got your best gift on my birthday?" She asked confused, shuffling her foot against the carpet. "But that doesn't make sense, why would you get your favorite gift on my birthday, and not yours?"
Both Tina and Robert couldn't help but laugh at their daughter's confusion, both of them finding their daughter to be as cute as a kitten. Robert shook his head, smiling. He gently grabbed Beca by her waist, lifting her up onto his knee, so that she was facing both him, and Tina. "No you silly goose, you were the best present I have ever gotten. You were born today, five years ago." Robert explained in a playful tone, hoping his daughter would fully understand.
Beca opened her mouth in surprise when she caught on to what her father was saying. "Oh," she quickly nodded, proud of herself for making the discovery.
Robert raised his hand with his index finger poking outward, and gently bopped her nose. "There you go, you get it. Now, want me to continue on with the story?"
Beca quickly nodded her head, interested in what else her father had to say about her. "Well, you see we hadn't quite been expecting you at this point; we thought we still had a week before we would finally get to meet you. I was in my study, grading some papers while your mother was upstairs sound asleep. If it wasn't for your mother calling my name for help, I would have had no idea what was going on."
He took a deep breath and continued on. "When I saw your mommy grabbing on to her tummy, I knew right away I would finally be able to meet my son or daughter that night…"
He went to continue on but was cut off by Beca. "Wait, you didn't know if I was going to be a girl or a boy?" The brunette was confused by her father's statement.
Robert slowly shook his head, smiling. "Your mommy and I wanted to leave it a surprise. See, she wanted a girl and I wanted a boy so we thought it might be kind of fun to find out the day the baby was born."
Beca frowned when she heard that her father wanted a boy instead of her. Why would he tell her something so mean? Robert quickly realized that what he said had came out differently then he intended. He softly squeezed his daughter into a hug, trying to reassure her that he loved her no matter what. "I'm sorry sweetie. That came out wrong. Let me tell the rest of the story, I promise you, you'll like the ending." He smiled when Beca once again, quickly nodded her head, urging him to continue.
Robert looked over at Tina, looking for permission to carry on. She smiled at her husband, giving him one quick nod, letting him know it was fine to carry on. "Anyways, so I was a mess. See your mother was the one who had to give birth to you, yet she still somehow managed to keep her mind as clear as water. I, however," He laughed as he recalled the memory of how crazy he had been that night. "I, well I was running around not knowing what to do, my head was as loose as a screw."
Robert looked over at his wife, and smiled; remembering how calm she had been. "Anyways, your mother had to stop me dead in my tracks and calm me down. She could see the mess that I was in and was worried I'd faint before we'd be able to get her to the hospital so she could give birth to you. I quickly got her into the car and had to drive fifteen minutes before we had finally arrived at the hospital. I brought your mother straight to emergency and got her into a room right away."
Beca let out a sigh, looking down at her swinging feet as she continued to sit patiently on her father's lap. "What's the matter sweetie, are you bored? Did you want me to stop?" Robert frowned.
Beca quickly shook her head in protest. "No, I'm just waiting to hear the part when I come in," Beca pouted, making both her parents laugh.
Robert patted his daughter's knee, and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll get there." He said in a reassuring tone. "Well, after we got your mommy her room, that's when your grandpa and grandma showed up," he rolled his eyes at the memory, earning himself a light slap from Tina. He swiftly carried on, not wanting to get into any trouble from his wife. "Well they showed up and were a huge help." He smiled at his wife, letting out a sigh of relief when she gave him a nod. "See, we were both new to everything and we needed all the help we could get. So we patiently had to wait for you to decide when you were ready to come out. In fact it wasn't for nine whole hours until you finally decided you were ready to meet us, and the doctor had told us it was time."
Robert shifted on the couch, getting himself more comfortable to finish the rest of the story. "Your mother," he laughed to himself when he thought about what had happened. "Was squeezing my hand so hard, I swear she almost broke it. I have never…" Beca quickly cut Robert off.
"Why was mommy squeezing your hand so hard?" She tilted her head in confusion.
Tina looked over at Robert, glaring at him, letting him know his mistake without having to say anything. Robert smacked his forehead when he realized what he had said, not wanting his daughter to find out at such a young age, about her mother's true and painful experience of giving birth to her. "Oh, she was squeezing it because she was so excited for you to be born that she just didn't know how to handle all the excitement, so she squeezed my hand to let it all out." He looked over at his wife hopeful, wondering if that excuse covered his slipup. Tina once again, gave him a subtle nod, and waited for the man to continue on, she hoped more carefully this time.
Robert let out a sigh of relief before going on with his story. "Anyways, we were both so excited to find out if you were a girl or boy, at this point; we hadn't even picked out a name yet," he informed Beca. "Finally after thirty minutes of her pushing, we finally got you out from mommy's tummy. I remember it like it was just yesterday. Time passed slowly as I waited to hear if you were a girl or boy, praying that you were a boy." He looked over and saw Beca frowning, staring outside the window opposite from Tina and him.
He smiled and brought his hand up to her cheek, pulling her face back towards them so that she was looking at them. "And you know what?" He asked his daughter.
Beca shook her head, still frowning at her father's words. "When the doctor had called out 'it's a girl,' something happened that I never expected." He gave the tiny brunette a warm smile. "My heart stopped and tears had started pouring down my cheeks as the doctor handed me my beautiful little girl for the first time ever." He brought Beca in closer to him, squeezing her tighter as he recalled the memory. "I looked into your beautiful blue eyes and realized I would never love any girl more than I love you and your mother. Your mother is my queen and you are my princess, and if I could go back to that day, and if I had the choice to choose for you to be a girl or a boy," he smiled when he saw a twinkle in Beca's eyes, as she stared at him with excitement. "I would still choose for you to be a girl, because I love my little girl so much and I always will. Daddy will always protect you no matter what because you're daddy's little girl, understand?"
Beca slowly nodded as the words finally made sense to her. She quickly wrapped her arms around Robert's neck and pressed her lips to his cheek. "I love you so much, daddy." She smiled. She quickly hopped off of Robert's knee and jumped onto Tina. 'And you too mommy, you're both the best parents a kid could ask for." Beca finished, warming both her parents' hearts.
Robert looked over at both girls, who were the most important to him and smiled. "I love you too, Beca, and your mommy, and as long as I live, I will never stop loving you both."
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Chloe stood in front of Beca, patiently. She could tell that Beca was deep into her thoughts, and she knew it must have something to do with her past. She had no intention of interrupting her from her reverie; Aubrey however, didn't mind doing so. "That was Jesse," she approached both women. Chloe could tell just from the look on the blonde's face that the news she was about to share with them was going to be unsatisfactory to say the least. "He needs us to meet him at the office, a.s.a.p," Aubrey grumbled. She walked over to Beca and waved a hand back and forth in front of her face, breaking her from her thoughts. "Hello," Aubrey yelled to get her attention.
Beca jumped back and glared at Aubrey. "What the hell, Posen?" Beca shot out, making Aubrey roll her eyes.
She took a step back and scoffed at the brunette. Aubrey never understood why Beca always had to be so angry and difficult towards her. It was like a constant battle between the two. "Well, if you were paying attention to me in the first place…" She started, but was cut off.
Chloe immediately stepped in between both women, having enough of their ongoing battles. "Okay you two, stop before it starts." She stated. "Aubrey, continue on. Jesse called and wants us at the office. Why? I thought we were on vacation after this mission?" Chloe frowned at the thought of missing out on her precious time at the beach and being able to let loose with her best friends.
Aubrey shrugged, giving both Beca and Chloe stern looks. "Well, you know the deal, if John needs us, vacation will have to wait." The firmness in her voice was very visible. Sure Aubrey was looking forward to her time off, but she also knew that when duty called, and by duty, she meant John, that vacation time would have to be pushed aside for a while longer until the three girls had completed their next mission.
Beca scrunched her face in disappointment. She slouched, lowering her shoulders and let out a long, over exaggerated sigh. "What is it this time?"
Aubrey quickly shook her head. "I have no idea. We have to go to the office to find out. Jesse sounded pretty adamant about it." Aubrey shrugged when both Chloe and Beca groaned in frustration. "Now come on, let's go, there's no use in wasting time crying about it over here. We might as well get on the jet so we can all cry about it on there while on our way to the office to meet Jesse." Aubrey turned her back without another word and walked away quickly from both girls.
Beca walked closely beside Chloe and brought her mouth close to the red head's ear. "She seriously needs to get laid; she's about as tight as pickles in a jar." Beca smiled when Chloe let out a loud snort, laughing at her statement.
"I heard that! Fuck you Mitchell," Aubrey yelled from in front of them, not bothering to look back, she knew the tone in her voice had said it all.
The three girls entered the jet that was waiting for them in the middle of nowhere and took their places. Aubrey in the captain's chair, Chloe and Beca in the co-captain's seat. "Okay ladies, ready to take off?" She looked over at both women, who were fiddling around with switches and buttons.
Chloe nodded her head. "Affirmative," she stated.
"Aye aye, captain," Beca smirked when she saw how flustered Aubrey got.
Aubrey glared at the brunette, unimpressed. "This isn't a ship Beca, I've told you that before." Beca just shrugged and finished flipping her last switch.
The jet began to move swiftly across the path that was created for them, gradually it got faster and faster, eventually completely taking off, heading up into the bright blue sky.
Beca threw her head back as she let Aubrey take complete control since that was something the Blonde could do with no problem. She relaxed and let herself listen to Chloe and Aubrey's conversation on which celebrities were hot and which ones were not.
It wasn't long before Beca started to lose interest in the conversation taking place and her mind began to drift off into different and darker places.
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Beca ran into her house, out of breath and covered in mud, a flush of red covered her tear stained cheeks. She quickly headed for the kitchen and was relieved when she saw her mother sitting at the kitchen table looking through a cook book. Tina looked up, and immediately got up from her seat ad approached her daughter. "Oh my lord, honey, what happened?" She grabbed a cloth and started dabbing at the brunette's eyes, wiping away her tears.
"Andrew from next door chased after me and pushed me so I skidded through the mud, and hurt my knee," Beca cried out.
Tina frowned, and led her daughter to the kitchen table. She sat her down on one of the chairs and lifted her pants up to see a large gash across the brunette's knee. She quickly grabbed some paper towels and wet it with some water before she started to clean Beca's cut.
The side door swung open and Robert walked in, arms full of logs for the fire place. He looked over at his wife cleaning Beca's cut and frowned when he saw his daughter crying. "Beca, what happened?" He asked in a soft, yet firm tone. He walked over to the fire place, placed the logs down and quickly approached his daughter.
Beca looked up at him and frowned. "Andrew from next door chased after me and shoved me, and I hurt my knee." She said in a tone that could barely be considered a whisper.
Robert shook his head and headed straight for the side door. "That's it; I'm going to go give that little twerp a piece of my mind. Who does he think he is?" Robert grumbled.
Tina immediately got off her knee and ran towards her husband, grabbing his arm to keep him inside. "He's just a kid, Robert…" She went to continue on but was immediately cut off by her husband.
"He's thirteen and she's ten, he should be picking on someone his own age, not a little girl." Robert raised his voice, shocking both Tina and Beca.
Tina shook her head and frowned. "Well then, we'll talk to his parents. You're not talking to him yourself, he's just a kid, it's not our business to discipline him." Tina firmly stated. "You finish cleaning Beca's cut, I'll go talk to Andrews's parents. You're in no state to go over there." She looked back at Beca, who was still whimpering. "Sweetie, I'll be right back, daddy is gonna finish up, okay?" She gave the brunette a small smile when she saw her head nod up and down.
Tina glared at her husband, threw her shoes on and quickly left the house without another word. Robert quickly approached his daughter and gave her a tight hug. He pulled back and smiled at her. 'Now let me take a look at this cut," he said as she pulled her pant leg back up. He frowned when he saw the size of the gash. "He really did a number on you, huh?"
Beca slowly nodded her head, keeping her eyes averted from her father. "Yeah, but I'll be okay." She mumbled.
Robert smiled when he heard the words leave his daughter's mouth. Beca wasn't like most girls her age; she was stronger and much wiser. "Of course you will, and do you know why?" He said as he headed to the sink, and reached underneath it, grabbing peroxide. "Because you're my daughter and you're tough as nails." He pinched the girl's cheek and smiled when he saw her face light up a tiny bit. "Now brace yourself, this is going to sting," He dabbed the paper towel in peroxide and slowly brought it towards Beca's knee.
Beca flinched as he got closer. "Relax," Robert gave the girl a reassuring smile. "It'll only hurt for a second." He lied, knowing very well peroxide stung like a bitch, even for a man his age. He gently began dabbing Beca's gash, and shuddered when he heard his daughter yelp, but Beca being the tough child she was allowed him to continue and stayed still the whole time.
He eventually finished and looked up at his daughter, smiling. "There, now you're good as new. Was that so bad?"
Beca nodded her head quickly. "Yes," she shot out in disbelief. "That was like getting hit by a train!" The brunette finished.
Robert chuckled and shook his head at his daughter's words. "Slightly over exaggerating a bit, don't you think?" He smiled when he saw his daughter's famous signature smirk appeared on her face.
Beca shrugged and opened her mouth to say something, but deciding last minute she didn't want to, she quickly shut it. This didn't go unnoticed by Robert. "What were you going to say, sweetie?" Robert perked his ears in anticipation.
Beca sucked back a deep breath, releasing it before speaking up. "Why are you and mommy fighting so much lately?" She mumbled. Beca had noticed her parents weren't getting along as much as they used to, even a year earlier they hadn't fought nearly as much as they were the last few months.
Robert's stomach turned when the brunette's voice rang through his ears. He had thought that he and Tina were keeping their arguments discrete, but was now proven otherwise. "Oh sweetie, sometimes when couples grow older, they run into some rough patches through their time together and that's all that's happening with your mom and I; we're just hitting some rough patches." He assured her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.
Beca furrowed her eyebrows; she looked down at their hands, then back up into her father's eyes. "Promise, 'cause Emily's parents used to be happy, and then they started fighting and now they're getting a divorce." The tone in Beca's voice was rushed and confused.
Robert got up from his knee and dragged his daughter over to the living room, sitting her down on the couch. "Listen Beca, you have nothing to worry about. Your mother and I aren't Emily's parents, we're your parents, and like I've told you many times. As long as I am alive, you and your mother will always be the two most important women to me. I love you both so much and that will never change." He smiled.
Beca relaxed upon hearing her father's word and let out a long breath she wasn't aware she was holding back. "Okay good, I just had to make sure." She shrugged.
Robert nodded his head and grabbed his daughter into a tight embrace. "I love you Beca, I'm not going anywhere, don't worry." He whispered.
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"Beca, we're here." Chloe shook the brunette from her thoughts, frowning when she saw a tear escaping the corner of her right eye. "Are you okay, I didn't mean to alarm you?"
Beca quickly shook her head and sat up. She rested both elbows on her thighs and placed her head into her hands. "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry. Just ate some bad food I guess. That's what you get with train food after all, isn't it?" She smiled, attempting to hide the pain that was swimming around inside of her.
Chloe nodded, giving the girl a sad smile. "Or maybe it was me kissing you that did it to you," she joked, in an attempt to lighten the mood. "I mean, normally when we go undercover as a couple we don't do more than hold hands and cuddle. This time I took it a bit further."
Beca's heart sank; she had actually enjoyed the kiss the two shared on the train earlier, so hearing that Chloe regretted it was kind of like a big slap in the face. Beca slowly shook her head and forced a smile across her face. "No, it wasn't the kiss at all, although yeah, it was kind of weird." Beca laughed, trying to cover the hurt in her voice.
Chloe chuckled and quickly turned her back to the brunette, frowning as she did so.
"Alright, let's go see what Jesse wants so we can get this mission over with and get on with our vacation already." Aubrey sighed as she got up from her seat.
The three girls left the jet and headed to three motorcycles that were waiting for them beside the landing strip.
Chloe threw one leg over the side of the motorcycle as she placed a helmet over her head. Buckling it up, she looked over at Aubrey and Beca, smiling. "Ready to go girls," she winked. Both Beca and Aubrey gave the redhead a thumbs up, and quickly took off, leaving dust flying behind them.
Ten minutes later and all three girls were walking into a building, laughing. They looked over at the front desk and smiled at the blonde receptionist waiting for them. "Hey mama sita's, what's crackin'?" The girl smiled.
"Hey Amy, how are you on this fine day?" Chloe asked the girl cheerfully.
Amy shrugged as she got up from her seat and approached the three girls. "You know the usual, hung-over, tired and horny." Amy bluntly answered, making Aubrey scrunch her face in disgust.
The four of them entered the office and frowned when they saw a tall gentleman with short brown hair and big puppy dog eyes, waiting for them. "Good evening, ladies," He smiled. His smile quickly faded when the enthusiasm was not returned from any of them.
The three girls approached a couch sitting in the middle of the office and sat down one by one. "What's so good about it?" Beca mumbled as she took a seat beside Chloe.
The man frowned and walked around the desk that was placed in front of the couch, and stood directly in front of the three Angels. "Listen, I know you were all expecting vacation time after that last mission, which, by the way, amazing job." He said a little too enthusiastically, trying to lighten the mood. It hadn't worked so he put his game face back on. "But John has a really important mission for you ladies, and it can't wait."
"Jesse, it's okay, this is our job, and we understand." Chloe smiled, feeling sorry for the man, seeing how cold Beca was being towards him.
Jesse smiled and gave the three girls a quick and subtle nod. Everyone's attention was brought to a speaker behind Jesse, when it began to ring. "Well then, let's get to it, shall we?" He said as he pressed a button.
A loud voice boomed over the speaker. "Hello Angels," a man said happily, making all three of the women smile.
"Hi John," they all replied in sync. The three of them could never stay angry at John; there was just something about the mysterious man that brought out the good in everyone.
"Hi John," Amy replied after the three women, not wanting to be left out.
John laughed on the other end. "Hello Amy, Jesse." He added. The three girls waited patiently for the mysterious man to continue. None of them, including Jesse and Amy had ever seen what John looked like so it was always a wonder to them who the man behind the generous voice actually belonged to. They actually found it kind of humorous, taking orders from a mysterious man who could be anywhere in the world. A mysterious man whom they all trusted with their life, yet they had never met him, and all they knew was his name was John Smith, and that he was their boss.
"Well, first of all excellent job on the Jason Sherman case," John started. Chloe moved both her hands, one grabbing a hold of Aubrey's and the other grabbing a hold of Beca's. The brunette's stomach was met with immediate butterflies when she felt the redhead's soft skin against hers. Chloe slowly intertwined their fingers, looked over at Beca and gave her a small smile.
"I know this was supposed to be your vacation time and I am truly sorry to bring you back here so soon, but I'm afraid this case is a fairly big one, and I need everyone's help. That includes you, Amy, Jesse." John stated firmly. "Everyone, meet Lilly," John continued. Jesse walked towards the office door and opened it, revealing a taller Asian woman, with dark brown hair, almost black, who smiled and walked into the office.
The three Angels looked back and smiled at her, all giving her their individual greeting. "Hello, pleased to meet you." Lilly softly replied.
Beca's eyes darted to Chloe and Aubrey, her face scrunched in confusion. "What did she say?" Beca whispered into Chloe's ear.
The redhead shrugged and softly shook her head. "She said some sort of greeting I assume," Chloe giggled.
John cleared his throat, bringing everyone's attention back to the speaker on the desk. "Anyways, Lilly is considered to be the world's next genius so everyone wants to work with her in hopes to use her brain for good causes, such as cures. Problem is this includes the people who want to use her for evil. If you'll all direct your attention to the screen beside you," Jesse grabbed a remote off the desk, hit the power button and a large picture came up on the screen.
All three Angels looked over and saw a picture of a good looking guy, maybe in his mid-twenties with blondish-brownish hair and a stern look on his face.
"Damn, break me off a piece of that kit-kat bar," Amy's jaw dropped in disbelief as her eyes lied upon the picture that was on the screen.
"Everyone, this is Luke, and Amy, he's off limits." John stated before the blonde could speak up again. "Luke is after Lilly for reasons that are unknown. So our job is to find out what Luke wants and keep Lilly safe, out of harm's way from him." John let out a shaky breath that didn't go unnoticed by the Angels. "I'm counting on you girls to keep her safe. This is very important and you must protect her with your lives. She is under our watch now; you have the jurisdiction to do whatever it takes to keep her safe." John finished.
Aubrey looked over at Chloe and Beca, giving them a firm nod. "Any idea where we start," she asked hopeful.
"Well, so far all we know is Luke owns one of the big clubs here around L.A; unfortunately we don't know which one." The Angels could hear the disappointment in John's voice.
Aubrey looked over at Beca. "Think you can find out?"
Beca frowned and nodded her head. "Well I can try, but there are lots of clubs in L.A. and I only DJ at a few of them."
"Just do the best you can. Jesse, Amy and I will continue to do as much research as possible and see if we can find anything else out. Until then, Lilly will be staying with each of you, and as I mentioned, take good care of her, she's very special." John finished before hanging up the phone.
The three girls got up and began to pace around the room eagerly. "Well, I'll take Lilly for tonight and I guess we can start tomorrow on finding out where Luke works," Aubrey stated as she approached Lilly.
"That is if he doesn't get to us first." Beca added.
Chloe looked over at Jesse and Amy. "Do the best you can on finding more out about Luke, whatever you can get will help. Until then Aubrey will keep her safe tonight and Beca or I will keep her safe tomorrow." Chloe looked over at Aubrey and frowned. "Be safe, Bree and you know the drill, call us if you need us."
Aubrey approached Lilly and smiled, attempting to put her at ease and make her feel safe in anyway possible. "I will. Lilly, you ready to go?"
Lilly simply nodded her head and the two left without another word. Beca went to follow right behind them but was immediately pulled back by Chloe. "Want to grab a drink?" Chloe asked expectantly.
Beca smiled at the redhead and looked back at Amy and Jesse. "I'll see you guys tomorrow, have a good one." She said before leaving with Chloe, who was quick to link their arms.
"Think they're doing it?" Amy whispered to Jesse.
The man laughed and shook his head confidently. "No way, they haven't even admitted their feelings to themselves, let alone each other. There's no way in hell those two are having sex."
"I don't know, it's like every time I see them, they just keep getting closer and closer. I mean fuck, next time Chloe is going to be practically sitting on Beca's lap when they're in here." She winked. Jesse just shook his head laughing. He knew the two had an obvious attraction for each other, but he also knew Beca quite well, and Beca was not one to act upon feelings, let alone admit she had them. The two left the office, turning the light off and shutting the door behind them not looking forward to all the work tomorrow would have in store for them.
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Beca and Chloe sat inside a bar looking around at all the drunk people being loud and obnoxious. Chloe shook her head in disbelief. "God, I hope I am not like that when I'm drunk." She said hopeful.
Beca let out a loud snort and rolled her eyes. "Please, you're much worse." She smirked.
Chloe's jaw dropped and she lightly smacked her over the head. "Don't be so rude. I'm not that bad." She frowned.
Beca shifted in her seat, turning around so that her back was facing Chloe. "See that blonde chick," Beca pointed in the direction of a girl who looked to be in her early twenties, hanging off of some guy, clearly too drunk to function. "You're basically that when you're drunk." She turned back around to face a shocked Chloe.
The redhead scoffed and quickly shook her head. "No way, I am not that bad." The denial was visible in her voice.
"Oh, you're that bad. Do you know how many times I've had to pull you away from some drunken girl you were ready to bang right in the bar or how many times you basically have hung off of me 'cause you can't hold your own weight." She pointed out. "Trust me, you're that bad."
Chloe frowned at the brunette, making Beca's heart flutter. "Well, I'm sorry I like to have a good time with my closest friends." Her frown quickly escalated to a pout.
"Don't try the pouty face with me. It won't work." Beca smiled when she saw how adorable the other woman looked.
Chloe shrugged, grabbing her glass of beer, taking a nice long chug from it. She placed the glass down and wiped her mouth with her thumb and index finger. She looked back at Beca, frowning once again.
"What?" Beca scrunched her face in confusion.
"What was on your mind today? You seemed out of it a few times." Chloe stated, preparing herself for the worse, as Beca was not one who enjoyed talking about her personal life. Maybe it was the alcohol because to Chloe's surprise Beca willingly answered the question, no issue whatsoever.
"My dad," Beca frowned.
"What about him?" Chloe gave the brunette a sad smile. She reached her hand out and gently placed it on top of Beca's, urging her to continue.
"I was thinking about the day he left." Beca sighed. She was never one to open up about her feelings to anyone but her mother, and even opening up to her mother she had trouble with sometimes. But something about Chloe made it easy though. Something about Chloe made Beca feel at ease, even on her worst days. What Beca felt with Chloe is what most people spend their whole lives looking for and when they find it, they do everything in their power to keep it. What she had with Chloe is what makes everyone feel happy and complete. Not with Beca though. No, what she had with Chloe made her feel the complete opposite, it made her feel scared and more broken than it should have. Maybe it was because the redhead always seemed to have everything together, maybe it was because of how happy Chloe was all the time, or maybe it was because Beca loved her and Beca didn't believe in love. Why? It's simple really, because in the end, whether you're in love, married, or a happy family, nothing lasts forever and in the end someone is always bound to leave.
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Beca stirred in her bed, wide awake as she listened to the voices downstairs. This had been happening a lot lately, being woken up in the middle of the night by yelling. The brunette slowly crawled out of bed and tiptoed towards her bedroom door. She slowly opened it, making sure it wouldn't make a creak. When she had it fully opened she slowly tiptoed towards the top of the stairs and bent down as she listened to the fighting taking place beneath her.
"I'm sick and tired of this Robert, these late nights when you come home, claiming you're at work when I know you're not." Tina yelled frustrated from all the fighting they had been doing lately. Beca could tell she had been crying, her mother's voiced sounded raspy and broken.
"Well I told you Tina, what is it you want me to do? I have papers to grade; I'm swamped with work right now. It's not like I can do any of it over here. I mean Christ, you're always yelling at me. I mean the only time I can get any peace and quiet around here is when you're asleep, and at that point, I want to sleep as well. So really, what is it you expect of me?" Robert growled back, fists clenched as he attempted to hold back his anger and keep his voice as low as possible.
"I expect you to be here with your family, like you promised all those years ago when Beca was born. You said you'd never leave me alone, yet here I am every night, saying good night to our daughter while you're out doing god knows what." Tina yelled, not caring how loud she was being.
Beca immediately stood up; her heart began to race as she continued to listen to the fight going on. Most of the fights her parents had lately were bad, but this one, this one was different. Something about the way her mother sounded let Beca know that something wasn't right, which made her feel worried.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm the only one working my ass off around here, I mean your part-time job doesn't pay for shit. If it wasn't for my income, our daughter wouldn't have a roof over her head or the clothes on her back. You should be thanking me!" Robert yelled back, also not caring how loud he was getting.
"You're a husband and father, Robert. You're supposed to do all those things. You're supposed to be protecting your family and providing for us. Why would I thank you for that?" Tina lowered her voice, but the anger could still be heard clear as day as she spoke. "You know you signed up for this when we got married and decided to have Beca thirteen years ago. You can't just decide now that you want out." Tina scoffed.
"Jesus Christ, I'm not saying I want out! I'm saying just get off my fucking back. I'm doing all that I can, I'm already stressed as it is, it's not helping with you yelling at me all the time!" Robert threw his hands in the air as he stomped passed his wife.
"What's that smell?" Tina immediately caught a scent of something that wasn't familiar; something that she knew didn't belong on her husband.
"Wh- What, what smell? I don't know what you're talking about woman." Robert sighed in frustration.
Tina quickly walked over to her husband grabbing a hold of him, pressing her nose up against him, taking a large waft in. "What are you doing?" Robert quickly pulled back, stepping away from his wife. "Are you crazy?" He shot out.
Beca whimpered as she listened closely to the conversation her parents were having. What she heard next, made her feel sick to her stomach. It made her feel more sick than she had ever felt before in her entire life.
"Whose fucking perfume is that?" Tina spat out.
"What are you talking about? There's no perfume on me and you're crazy, Tina." Robert lowered his voice as fear took over him.
"Oh no, I know the smell of a woman's perfume Robert and that is not mine so who the fucks is it?" Tina yelled.
Robert's eyes shot open as he heard the words leave his wife's mouth, his heart sank and he felt like he was going to be sick any second.
Beca's heart began to race as she continued to listen.
"Keep your voice down. I don't want to wake Beca up." Robert whispered.
"How dare you! You're fucking cheating on me, aren't you?" Tina screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Tina…" Robert started but wasn't able to finish his sentence before his face was met with his wife's hand.
"Who is she?" Tina yelled louder. Robert stared at his wife in silence as thoughts raced through his head. Was this the end of his marriage? What had he done? Would he ever be forgiven?
"Well?" Tina spat out, as she waited for her husband to say something. "Who the fuck is she?" She pressed on.
Robert took a deep breath, exhaling before finally speaking up. "Her name is Sheila." Was all he could say before his face was met with one more slap.
"Get out!" Tina screamed.
Beca's eyes widened when the realization had hit her. Her dad had been gone all these nights for another woman, not because of work. He missed her last karate competition, not because of work, but because some other woman had his attention.
"Tina," Robert ran after his wife.
She quickly stopped and spun around to face him. "I said get the fuck out, go sleep at Sheila's house tonight, you're not welcome here. I want a divorce!" She yelled before stomping up the stairs. Beca quickly ran back into her bedroom as she felt the tears run down her face. She crawled into bed and slammed her face into her pillow before the tears could turn into sobs.
Robert just stared at the stairs as his heart sank. He so badly wanted to go make things right with his wife and daughter, but deep down inside he was too much of a coward and he knew he had failed as a husband and father so he took his wife's advice and grabbed his car keys, and left without another word.
Beca continued to cry. All she wanted in that moment was her dad, but for some reason, it was clear he didn't want her back. She pulled her face away from her pillow and roughly wiped her tears away. "I'm not going to cry," she whispered to no one in particular. "I'm tough as nails," she whispered, reminding herself hoping that it would help. It didn't. Beca spent the rest of the night curled up in a ball on her bed, as tears rolled down her cheeks. Eventually she drifted off into a slumber, not looking forward to waking up in the morning because the one man she depended most on wouldn't be there.