"Mitchell, can I see you in my office, please?" Beca's boss asked as he walked by her desk, heading back to his own office, never breaking his stride.

The brunette sighed as she saved an updated copy of her resume before making her way to her boss's office.

"Close the door behind you," Beca was ordered upon entering the office and did as she was told before sitting in the middle of three chairs in front of her boss's office. "You wanted to see me Deputy Director James," Beca said, slightly annoyed that she had been torn away from her desk.

"Yes Agent Mitchell. We've known for some time now that you plan on leaving the CIA soon. While I wish there was something I could do to keep you from leaving at all, I know that isn't going to happen. Instead, I'm sending you on one final mission and then you may resign with a generous compensation package and a glowing recommendation to any future employer."

Beca eyed him suspiciously, "What's the assignment?"

A knowing smile spread across the older agent's face as he slid a file across the table. The brunette immediately opened it and began reading up on her target. She couldn't help but laugh when she saw a photo of an attractive woman in her mid-20s. "This is my target? What did she do, post a status about how much she likes the name Isis?"

"If you would have read the file first, you would know that you a looking at Dr. Stacie Conrad, a genius with a Ph.D in Chemistry and Master's in Biology."

The brunette cocked an eyebrow at her boss, "And what does that have to do with me?"

"Dr. Conrad used to work for Abbott Labs as a drug developer, with a focus on an alternative to Adderall. Her bosses found out that she was using the company's resources to develop something else and was fired."

Beca was still giving her boss a questioning look, failing to understand why a subordinate employee required CIA action.

"At first, they were unsure of what she was working on, but after a closer look at the notes she kept on her experiments, they found that Dr. Conrad was working on a mind control syrim and planning on releasing it into the water supply of several major cities."

This got Beca's attention. "So I get the syrim and I get resign with full benefits?"

"Get the syrim and kill Dr. Conrad," the Deputy Director corrected her. "With a mastermind like this, we can't take any risks. Do you understand your assignment Agent Mitchell?"

"Yes, sir."

"One gin and tonic, please." Beca said to the bartender as she looked around the bar for the girl she was supposed to be meeting for a blind date. Aubrey hadn't sent her a picture of what the other girl looked like, she just knew that she was supposed to be looking for a redhead with a bright blue eyes.

As Beca took a sip of her drink, she nearly choked as she heard a loud squeal behind her and arms wrapping around her shoulders for a hug. The brunette was so caught off guard, she couldn't even use her CIA training to fight off her attacker.

Finally after a few seconds, Beca was released and she was able to turn around and face whoever had attacked her. The brunette's jaw dropped when she came face-to-face with what she could only assume was a ginger angel.

Beca's expression only made the redhead giggle. "I'm Chloe. You must be Beca. Aubrey's told me a lot about you, but I have to say, she really undersold your looks." She said while giving the other girl a once over."

The brunette playfully rolled her eyes. As good of friends as she and Aubrey were, they couldn't resist the urge to take lighthearted jabs at each other. "Wow, so rude. Aubrey knows better than to use anything but the phrase 'drop dead gorgeous' when describing me to potential dates."

"That definitely wouldn't be far from the truth," the redhead said as her eyes continued to shamelessly rake over Beca's body.

Beca couldn't help but smirk at how completely enthralled the other girl was in checking her out, but eventually broke her out of her trance when she asked for the third time if she wanted to grab a table or sit at the bar.

They decided to stay at the bar. Chloe ordered a glass of wine before turning her attention back to her date. "So Beca, how do you know Aubrey?"

A light blush spread across Beca's cheeks. "We met in college. She was captain of the acapella group I joined. She was kind of a control freak at first, but eventually she loosened up and became fun to hang out with. She even made me co-captain for our Finals performance. We tried to date after that, but found that we were both too dominant to be compatible for a long-term relationship. How do you know Aubrey?"

"We were childhood best friends who lost touch when I moved to Illinois sophomore year of high school. We got back in touch thanks to Facebook and me moving to Virginia for a job."

The rest of the date went well. The girls had an easy chemistry and found just talking to the other to be very easy. When the check came, the girls had a small battle to determine who would pay. A battle which Beca eventually won when she mentioned the bonus she had just received.

Beca walked Chloe to her car, claiming it was not the best part of town, but she actually wanted to spend as much time with Chloe as possible. "I had a really good time tonight," Beca said as they stood outside of Chloe's car.

"The redhead nodded in agreement. "Me too. We should do this again some time."

Right before she got into her car, Chloe turned around to kiss Beca. What was meant to be an innocent goodnight kiss quickly turned heated as Beca ended up against the back door of the car with her hands on Chloe's waist and the redhead's knee between her legs.

The pair only broke the kiss when a group of guys walked by whooping and hollering in appreciation of the free show they were receiving. "Yeah, we definitely have to do this again." Beca whispered as Chloe pulled away.

The redhead giggled and handed her phone over to the brunette, "I'll call you tomorrow so we can make plans for later this week."

Beca smirked to hide how excited she actually was to see the redhead again when she was the name Stacie Conrad on Chloe's recent calls.

"Did you forget your number?" Chloe joked when Beca froze and a look of confusion crossed her face.

The brunette pulled herself back to reality and resumed entering her number into the redhead's phone. "No, just spaced out. I do that sometimes, just ask Aubrey." Beca said nervously as she handed Chloe her phone back.

"I'll take your word for it," Chloe said with a wink as she opened her car door. "I can't wait to see you again," the redhead said before getting in and driving away.

Beca smiled at the idea of a second date with the gorgeous redhead before refocusing on the fact that the girl she was dating knew her target. Beca shook her head in frustration as she walked to her own car and tried to mentally make sense of the whole situation.

"Maybe she just knows someone of the same name?" Beca thought hopefully, trying to think of any way that Chloe could possibly know a criminal mastermind like Stacie Conrad that didn't somehow make the redhead a potential target for being involved in Stacie's plan.

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"Hey Beca, how'd the date go?" Aubrey asked, barely containing the excitement in her voice as she answered her phone.

"It went really well, we're going to see each other next week," Beca said casually into the phone as she flopped down onto her bed.

"Oh please Beca, I just got off the phone with Chloe. I know that you like to play coy, but you don't have to hide the fact that the sparks between you two nearly set the restaurant on fire."

The brunette smirked, unsure of if it was Chloe's description of the date or Aubrey's interpretation. "Ok fine, you totally called it, we were totally into each other from the start and are probably going to get married and have adorable brunette babies with bright blue eyes running around. Is that what you want to hear?"

Beca could hear her ex-girlfriend smirking victoriously through the phone. "Yes, because it never gets old to hear you tell me hat I was right," Aubrey said in a mock flirting tone.

"Whatever, enough about me. What's new in your life?
Beca asked, genuinely curious what the blonde had been up to.

Aubrey shrugged as she played with the hem of her shirt. "Not a lot. Things are still crazy as always at the firm dealing with rich, guilty assholes. I signed up for my first half marathon in Baltimore in six weeks."

Beca couldn't help but smile. Running was one of the few things Aubrey truly loved because it was a calming force for her. "That's great Bree, maybe Chloe and I could go to cheer you on."

"Talking about long term plans with a girl you just met through your ex-girlfriend is dangerous Beca," the blonde said, clearly amused.

The brunette went red instantly. "Even if we aren't dating. And you're deflecting, you aren't telling me something."

"Yep, I'm sure," Aubrey quipped back. "My parents actually live in Annapolis now so I'm sure they'll be there to cheer me on, but if you and Chloe are still together, I wouldn't mind if you guys come to cheer me on."

"So it's a tentative date?" Beca asked teasingly.

Aubrey rolled her eyes, "Yes Beca, you and Chloe have a tentative overnight date to Baltimore to cheer for me at a half marathon."

Beca was slightly taken aback by Aubrey's tone, "Hey, just because I had an awesome date, that you set me up on, and will likely start having sex regularly again doesn't give you the right to be a jealous asshole."

"You're right and I'm sorry," Aubrey said with a heavy sigh. "But you're also wrong because Chloe is setting me up with one of her friends from college."

"Really?" Beca asked completely intrigued, Aubrey hadn't been in a relationship nor really dated much in general since they had broken up.

"Yeah, a girl three years younger than her who used to tutor her in chemistry. She's like some crazy science genius."

Beca couldn't help the shit eating grin spreading across her face. "And what is future Mrs. Posen's first name?" The brunette couldn't help but laugh, this girl already sounded perfect on paper.

"Stacie."