They were in the kitchen baking cookies and having a dance party to Marina and the Diamonds when Chloe paused the music, shifted towards Beca and asked, "Baby, if you were in a plane crash and I had to choose between letting you die and chopping off one of your appendages…would you resent me for saving you?"
"Wha? How are we even on this topic?" Beca asked as she ate a spoonful of raw cookie dough.
"Babe! That's bad for you" she ripped the spoon from the brunette licking the leftover dough off and winking. "I was watching Grey's again…just please answer the question…"
"Ugh, um, well okay I guess do what you have to do to keep me alive. Also if you can try to not remove my hands that would be cool for both of us, she winked at the redhead.
But if I'm in a coma give me three months to get my shit together. After that you can pull the plug."
"THREE MONTHS?" Chloe shot back. "How do you expect me to just give up after only three months? What if you were to wake up after three months and one day?"
Beca rolled her eyes in response, "Chloe, babe, what if I woke up after 10 years… I don't want you to just be miserable waiting on me to wake up forever. Three months and that's final. I'll draft documents and put it in my will if I have to. I want you to be happy, that's all I've ever wanted. Thinking about you waiting in a hospital room for years waiting for me to wake up makes me sick. Please understand, if something were to happen to me I would want you to move on and live a full happy life." She paused for a moment, "but like you know maybe grieve me for a little bit...and if I don't like who you date after me or if they don't treat you right I'll hunt their asses down and haunt them for life. Pretty sure I'll have time for that"
Chloe shot a glare to Beca, not believing what she was hearing. But hearing the reasoning behind Beca's "Three Month Rule", her heart swelled. "ugh, fine, three months. No need to draft the documents. But I swear to god if you die on me I will bring you back to life and kill you myself. And, also I give you full permission to haunt any asshole who doesn't treat me right. As long as you promise to send me little signs that you're still looking out for me."
Beca chuckled, and then when she realized the redhead was serious she stared at her with wide eyes sending her a salute. "You got it babe, no dying on me either."