Fired Up
Staring into the glass, Beca sighs before taking a large gulp from it. "This sucks," She says, setting the drink back onto the counter. Her shoulders slouch remembering the earlier day events.
"Mitchell!" Comes from the Captain's office, "In my office. Now."
Looking over the computer screen, Beca's eyes catch Jesse's, "New case?" She asks, curiously. He shakes his head, before glancing over to Captain Abernathy-McKadden's (damn, is that a mouthful) office.
"Mitchell!" Comes the voice of the Captain once again.
"Coming Captain!" Beca announces rising from her desk. Making her way into the room, she glares at the mocking smirk sent her way from Detective Beale before lightly knocking on the door of the Captain's office. Entering, she stands by the door, "Yes, Captain?"
"Take a seat, Detective." The Captain says, her tone affirmative, as her eyes stay locked on the document in front of her.
"Is everything okay?" Beca asks, sitting at a desk chair, "Is there something wrong-"
"It states here that you were seen drinking on the job during your recent case. Is that correct?"
Beca stalls, her brows furrowing before she answers, "Uh... yeah. But it's all just a misun-"
"So, you think you can just drink while you do your job?" McKadden says, interrupting her.
"Look, Gail-"
"It's Captain to you." She interrupts again.
"Sorry, Captain," Beca says, her gaze lowering to the woodwork of the table, "You have to realize that it was part of the job," She assures, "The guy I was after was some drug dealer and I was doing an undercover case," She explains.
"Yes, I know that." Gail says.
"Then why was I called in here?" Beca asks with a sigh.
"Because drinking on the job is forbidden at BPD." The Captain reminds, "But I'm sure you are well aware of that, Mitchell."
"I am." Beca affirms.
"And you would be well aware that this is the third time that this has happened."
Rolling her eyes, Beca nods her head, "Yeah, I know that too."
"So, you'd know that your three strikes are up?"
"I guess."
"Look, Mitchell," Gail says, taking off her glasses, "You're a great Detective but rules are rules. I'm sorry to tell you this but starting from now you are hereby suspended from working at the BPD."
"Seriously?" Beca asks, sitting up a little straighter, "I was doing my job, Captain."
"I understand," McKadden says, before adding, "But so am I, Ms. Mitchell."
"How'd you even find out?" Beca questions, standing from the chair.
"We have eyes everywhere, Beca," Gail states. Furrowing her brows, Beca looks to her, "Everywhere." The Captain adds.
"Okay..." The brunette trails off awkwardly. Hooking a thumb over her shoulder, Beca turns to leave.
"Oh, and Ms. Mitchell?" Gail voices, making her glance over, "Take whatever belongings you need. We'll see you again in 3 months."
Picking up the glass, Beca slurps down the rest before nodding to the barman for another. Bringing a hand up, she rests her head on it as she waits for her drink. Feeling someone sit beside her, she looks over to find Detective Beale.
"Ugh..." She mumbles, bringing her attention to the newly found drink in front of her. "What do you want, Chloe?" Picking up the beverage, Beca takes a sip before looking over to the other girl.
"A drink." Chloe says.
Motioning to the range of drinks behind the bar, Beca raises an eyebrow, "By all means, don't let me stop you." She throws out.
Rolling her eyes, Chloe hunts down the barman and gives her order. Turning back to Beca, she smirks, "I heard about your suspension." She says before adding, "It was actually kinda hard to miss."
"Oh, was it? I was trying to be subtle about it." Beca fires back, taking another large gulp. Suddenly the drink is pulled from her possession and is set back on the countertop. "What the hell, man?" Beca turns to the other girl.
"Slow down." Is all the redhead says.
"Don't tell me what to do, Beale." The brunette warns before grabbing her drink again. Tipping her head, she asks, "What brings you here anyway?"
"I'm celebrating," She pauses to pick up her own drink.
"You finally lost your virginity." Beca deadpans.
"No!" Chloe whips her head around, shaking it. "I lost that back in- You know what? I don't need to tell you when I lost my virginity."
"Because you didn't," Beca smirks adding a little shrug in for effect.
"I so did!"
"Whatever you say, Princess." The brunette replies with a wink before taking a sip.
"If you really must know, I'm celebrating my tenth case solved." Chloe states smug as she brings the glass up to her lips.
"Tenth case solved of... your career?" Beca asks. Not allowing the redhead to reply she adds, "Damn, Beale. I thought you were better than that. I mean, only ten-"
"Of the month." The girl interrupts shutting Beca up. "It was my tenth case of the month." She repeats, with a sickly-sweet smile.
"Wow." Beca says.
"That's it?"
"That's what?"
"That's all you're going to say?" Chloe questions, her eyebrows raised, "Just, "wow"?" She says, using air quotes with her fingers.
"Well jeez, Chlo. You want me to ask you out or something?" Beca replies with her hands raised.
"Ew, no."
"Glad that's been established." The brunette says, bringing her hands to her drink. "Just for the record, I'd never ask you out. Like... never ever. Like, not even if it was for a millio-"
"I get it." Chloe interrupts with a fake smile. "Oh, and just for the record, I wouldn't agree to go out with you even if you asked."
"Well, don't worry because I ain't ever gonna ask." Beca assures with a smile leaving the pair to sit in silence as they nourish their drinks.
"Hey, Chloe?" Beca says, breaking it.
"Hmm?"
"Wanna get drunk in celebration of your tenth case and not in any way because of my suspension?" She asks, raising her glass with a goofy grin.
"Let me think..." Chloe pauses. Picking up her drink she clicks it with Beca's, "Why not?"
"Right?" Beca says with a nod, "I mean, what's the worst thing that could happen?"
XxX
The pounding in her head is all Beca registers the next morning. Lying in bed, she blindly reaches out for her phone when she realizes it.
Or rather feels it.
Next to her, she feels the weight on her left side. "What the hell?" She mumbles as she cracks an eye open. Her eyes soon bulge wide open as they centre on the red mane of hair sprawled across her chest and shoulder. "Oh no." She whispers.
Grabbing her phone from the night desk, she checks the time, "Ten-thirty. Great." She says when suddenly the weight on her shoulder begins to move. Beca watches as the redhead's eyes drowsily open and focus on her.
Seconds pass before Chloe bounces up from her position and detangles herself from, "Beca!"
"Chloe! Hey..." The brunette trails off awkwardly while glancing around the room. "Great weather, hu-"
"Why are we in the same bed together?" Chloe asks, frantically and a little freaked out. That's when she notices their attire... or lack off, "And why are we naked?!"
"The only logical explanation I can think of is that we had sex." Beca says, bluntly.
"Oh my god," Chloe says, bringing a hand to her head. "This is so gross."
"Hey!" Beca exclaims.
"Not you- I mean, yes you." The redhead stutters, pulling the bedsheet over herself.
"Whatever," Beca says, a smirk peeking through.
"What even happened last night?" Chloe questions as she lays against the headboard.
"We boned."
"I know that!"
"I know, I know... I just had to say it!" Beca states, bringing her hands up in defence; the action causing the bedsheet to fall showcasing her body. "Damn." The brunette says, looking down. "You really fucked me up." She motions to the red marks adoring her upper body. Glancing back to Chloe, she adds, "I hope you feel achieved, Beale."
Looking over, Beca sees her t-shirt is sprawled over the lampshade, "Jesus Christ," She mutters ripping it off and pulling it over her head. During this, she completely misses the smug smirk from the redhead next to her.
"What the hell did we get up to last night?" The brunette asks turning back to Chloe.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Chloe smirks with a wink before standing and completely showcasing her nude form. Beca sits stunned as her eyes roam the girl's body.
"Wow..." She mutters low to herself.
"See something you like, Mitchell?" Chloe teases picking up her shirt.
Chuckling, Beca falls back onto the bed, "Wouldn't you like to know?"
XxX
"So..." Beca says, her hands shoved into her pockets while she and Chloe stand by the door. "We never speak of this again?" She asks holding a hand out to the redhead.
"Yep. This never happened." Glancing to the outstretched hand, Chloe shakes her head, "I'm not touching that. I don't know where it's been." She says with a smile before turning on the spot and shuffling her way down the hallway.
Peeping her head through the doorway, Beca shouts out to her, "Oh, I know where it's been, Beale!"
She smirks as Chloe replies back with a "Shut it, Mitchell!"
XxX
I know it was short... but I'm going to be writing more of Detective Mitchell and Detective Beale, but only if you guys would like to see more of them. Also, writing smaller things like this is easier to do considering it's exam season at the minute, so...
Oh, and the title has "Fired" in it because my original intentions was to fire Beca, but then I was like, "Nah..."
Sorry for any mistakes.