A/N: So I'm yet to start another multi-chap fic. This one is inspired by something said on the t.v. show Reba. In this case Beca and Jesse are sort of like Van and Cheyenne. Hope you enjoy! The quote from Reba will be in italics

Valentines day 2013

"I hate Valentine's day," complained Abigail, Beca's younger sister.

"I agree," stated their mother, Dianne. "It's just a made up holiday."

"Yeah I don't see what's so special about it I mean I could create a holiday. I think it would be called Teen Mother's Day. It would come nine months after prom." Abby looked at Beca who was leaning on the counter holding a four month old child in her arms.

"I was pregnant at prom thank you very much," she replied.

Abby, who is twelve, stuck out her tongue at her older sister. Beca returned the action.

"Alright you two that's enough. Abby, leave your sister alone and stop teasing her. And Beca, at least you and Jesse are happy now and that's all that matters. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go get ready for work, and Abby you need to get ready for school," Dianne told her daughters.

"Fine," they both huffed.

After Abby and her mother went upstairs, Beca stayed leaning on the counter for a few moments more, staring at her bundle of joy and remembering her and Jesse's story.

*Flashback*
Dianne, Abby, and Beca hauled in box after box into the new house in Barden. After the divorce, Dianne decided it would be best to give her kids a fresh start in a new town thousands of miles away from the former home in Maine.

Dianne had sat each of the kids down to tell them starting with her girls.

Abby had taken it well as expected. She was always the sociable type and eager to meet new friends. Beca on the other hand was mad, no outraged that her mother would even do something so preposterous. She had friends in Maine.

Dianne had expected her to react this way and had given her the option of staying with her father and older brother, Michael. Of course she choose to go with her mother because of her close relationship with Abby and her mother.

They spent two awkward months before finally moving to Barden in August of two thousand and nine. Beca had just turned fourteen, Abby only nine, as her birthday is Christmas Eve.

That's when she saw him. She was carrying a box and she spotted him. He had cropped brown hair, and he waved from his porch. Beca nearly dropped the box. And he noticed.

Later come to find out his name was Jesse Swanson and he is an insistent little bastard.

He waited until the next day to come introduce himself. He greeted Dianne with homemade muffins, Abby with a new Barbie, and to Beca, he introduced himself as Jesse. Her future best friend and/or lover. She immediately recanted and told him never to say lover.

On the first day of school he insisted on walking with Beca and Abby for "protection purposes". Of course after they dropped off Abby at the elementary school they flirted shamelessly, Beca oblivious to the fact she was even doing it.

She allowed him to compare their schedules and she found out they had select choir together, and immediately blushed at the thought of Jesse hearing her sing.

Music was her passion and she hardly let people listen. She didn't mind when it was for complete strangers, but Jesse was always different she guesses.

As that first day of school drew to a close, choir finally came around. The director had every student sing the bridge of their favorite song. Most everyone chose some poppy shit, which Beca could barely stand.

Finally it was her turn and she decided to do something different. Instead of singing the bridge, she went to the front and rapped Dr. Dre's part in No Diggity and then proceeded to the bridge. Pleased with being different she went back to her spot on the risers and it was Jesse's turn. He sang Carry on my Wayward Son directly at Beca and her heart swelled.

Beca's schoolgirl crush didn't last too long. She realized her parents were this way and their relationship ended very, very badly. Beca kept him at arms distance for the rest of freshman year.

Over the summer he chipped at her walls forcing her to watch movies which is pretty much the only thing they did together (How do you not like movies? It's like not liking puppies Beca).

At the start of Sophomore Year, Beca and Jesse were watching a movie at hers, per usual. Beca got tired and started to fall asleep on Jesse, again, per usual. It was getting late and he figured he might as well go. He tried to slide out from underneath Beca when she tightened her grip on him.

"Don't go," she muttered.

"Why not? You fell asleep during your movication," he replied.

"Because I love you," she replied.

Jesse stayed beside her that night stroking her hair and letting her sleep on his chest.

In the morning Beca woke wondering why Jesse was still here. Then she remembered.

"Oh shit," she mumbled. She looked up to see a vivacious Jesse looking down at her.

"Oh shit what?" He asked.

"I just remembered what happened last night. Shit Jesse you have to know I didn't mean it. I was tired and..." She spitballed.

"Beca, as my Grammy always says there are two times when people aren't scared to speak their feelings, when they're drunk or tired," Jesse replied. "Why are you so scared to let me in?" He asked.

Beca explained all about her parents divorce and why she moved here. He listened intently to her story and even comforted her when she started getting upset.

He wrapped his arms around her petite shoulders and sat for hours while she cried into his chest.

She wiped her eyes and sat upright on her bed.

"I'm sorry I'm being ridiculous," Beca told Jesse.

"No you're not. Please don't ever say you're sorry for crying because, to be honest, you are so pretty when you cry. I don't ever want to be the reason you're crying. I'm never going to leave you," he said sincerely to her.

"You did not just give me a tbh," she laughed.

"See there's my girlfriend that I know."

"Did you just call me your girlfriend?"

"Of course. Because I love you and I'm going to make you my wife one day. We're going to have aca children, you know. It's inevitable."

"You're such a weirdo," she said. She proceeded to initiate a kiss. They kissed for at least two minutes before they heard a throat clear at her door.

Beca looked over and saw it was Abby. She shot her the don't tell mom look. Abby simply nodded her head and left the room.