A/n: Hi, I'm tumblingthru, like that's my user name and I'm usually tumbling through somewhere. I'm writing this story about a Bechloe family. Emily from the franchise is their lovechild because that seems like a cute thing and three other kids that are made up because this idea came to me in the middle of a work meeting, so why not?

Rating/Trigger Warning: So as you see this is rated M for mature. That's because in this story I'm going to be talking a lot about sexual things, mental health things that could possibly be mention of suicide, and drug things. So it just felt fitting because I know that triggers some people and I don't want to be the cause of someone being triggered, y'know? I'll post a trigger warning above every chapter that I do - like briefly in this intro chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Pitch Perfect characters, but I do own the OCs and the plotline, so yeah. Also, while this is Bechloe, this is Emily/OC heavy too. Just a heads up!

Chapter One: The Home They Built

"I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here it's like I'm someone else.
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but a memory from the house that built me."
"The House That Built Me" - Miranda Lambert

Beca Mitchell-Beale was living the American Dream. She was a successful music producer of her own record label. She was married to the love of her life Chloe Mitchell-Beale. She had what she said 3.5 kids: Greyson, 25, Emily, 17, Brendan, 15, and Abby, 13. Greyson Beale was her point five child. When Beca and Chloe got together, the redhead was in the midst of a breakup from Tom. Chloe had him 80% of the time when the boy was growing up. He and Beca never had the closest of relationships in the 20 years that she and Chloe had been together, but they tried to please the redhead who just wanted family unity. Chloe was the headmaster at the private academy that all the Mitchell-Beale children attended, where Greyson graduated from. She started as a music teacher out of her credential program and then worked her way up to become the headmaster. She loved what she did. She loved making decisions to help the students of MacArthur Academy thrive into their fullest of potentials.

Greyson was a communications director for Senator Danielle Taylor, who happened to be a republican and that caused a huge tension between Greyson and Beca that went somewhat unnoticed by the Mitchell-Beale family. He graduated from MacArthur Preparatory Academy and then went to UCLA and studied political science and communication studies. He was currently getting his masters degree in public policy. He was a bit of a mommy's boy - always catering to Chloe's needs which made Beca happy that the boy would still choose to be part of the family. He lives in their basement and does what he can to help out around the house.

Emily was a 17 year old high school senior. She lived the typical teenage girl life. Head of the cheerleading squad, average A/B student grade wise, had a boyfriend that both Beca and Greyson hated (because in their mind no one was good enough for the girl), and she loved her family. A bit of a mama's girl - always going to Beca when things went wrong and had a small estranged relationship with Chloe. The two fought often putting Beca in between her wife and their oldest daughter - never knowing which side to choose because she wanted both of them happy.

Brendan was a 15 year old sophomore at MacArthur Academy. Being the third child to his mom and second non-stepchild to his mama, he tried his best to keep them both happy. He looked up to his big brother Greyson a whole lot heading down a similar yet different path than the communications director. Both played football for the academy and both were protective of their siblings, but Brendan had a secret drug problem. He managed to pass the drug tests in order to play sports, but he never wanted to be like anyone in his family. He didn't want to go to college, so he wasn't working towards it, he didn't want to do anything with his life. He hid his addiction problems from his family. He knew it would disappoint him and didn't want to see that look on their faces.

Abby was a 13 year old eighth grader. She was shy, innocent, and nerdy. She looked up to her three older siblings. Greyson for his grace, strength, and hard work ethic. Emily for her popularity and love for family. And Brendan for his soft protectiveness. She was highly involved with the STEM program at MacArthur Prep and she loved anything to do with engineering. She didn't have a lot of friends outside of the program at the academy, but she didn't mind. She loved spending her free time, cuddling with one of her moms, and reading some kind of book that would look to Beca like some kind of foreign language. It annoyed her sometimes how protective her siblings and Beca were with her, but she loved how much they cared.

Beca woke up on a Friday morning to, let's just call it, chaos. She looked over to where he wife of 20 years would've been sleeping, but wasn't and she takes it by the cold bedsheets next to her that the redhead had been up for awhile. The music producer pushes down the covers and sheets to see where the chaos was coming from. She walks out to see Emily and Brendan were arguing in the hallway, Chloe and Abby are nowhere to be found.

"Is there a reason why you two are arguing at 6:15 in the morning?" Beca asked. The two started arguing again, something about how after Abby got out of the shower someone was supposed to get in. Beca suddenly regrets coming out here and asking a question.

"Okay, okay," Chloe said coming into the hallway, still in her pajamas, but has a cup of coffee in her hand, "one of you grab your stuff and go into my and Mama's bathroom, okay?" The arguing continued and Chloe cut in again, "Brendan, just go get your stuff and go into my and Mama's bathroom to get ready, okay?" The teenage boy huffed, but did as he was told, and got his stuff and was grumbling down the hallway, Emily stepped into the bathroom.

Beca and Chloe looked at each other for the first time that morning and smiled, Beca opened up her arms for Chloe to step into. The redhead smiled and stepped into her arms, "Good morning love," the headmaster said.

"Good morning beautiful," Beca said kissing the top of her head. "Is there more coffee downstairs?"

"I think so," she said. "Greyson made a full pot."

"He's up already?" Beca asked still hugging Chloe tight.

"Yeah," Chloe said, "he and I just had breakfast together."

"I think it's cute that you two have breakfast together every morning." Beca said.

Beca felt Chloe smile in her chest, "I know I have three more, but he's my baby." She said. "He got me through half of the darkness after Tom left." She said.

"Who or what got you through the other half?" Beca asked.

Chloe looked up at her and whispered, "you" before kissing her.

Beca walked downstairs to get coffee, seeing Greyson sitting there in a suit that he wears to work reading something on his iPad while drinking coffee. The music producer always bantered with the boy who was always back and forth between his mom and dad. She knew that he saw her as his stepmom, he didn't have to tell her, because she knew. Not in the way he treated her because even with the banter and tension between the two, he always treated her with the utmost respect, something that she always gave the man in front of her a lot of credit for. She knew he saw her as a stepmom in the way he still called her by her name and the way that he didn't tell Chloe about things going on with Tom and his new wife and children.

"Good morning kiddo," she greeted him.

"Morning Beca," he said looking up from his iPad, "there's still coffee left, don't worry."

"How did you even know?" Beca asked with a smile.

Greyson shrugged, "I like to think that I know you pretty well." He said with a smile.

Beca smiled, "Yeah," she said pouring herself coffee. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded, "Yes'm. Yourself?" He asked doing something on his iPad.

Beca took a sip of coffee, "Sure did. Always do with your mom in my arms." She said.

Just then Abby walked downstairs in her school uniform, "Morning," she said.

"Morning munchkin," Greyson said as she hugged her big brother. "How are you?"

"I'm alright, missed you at dinner last night." She said still hugging her big brother.

"Yeah, sorry, the senator had me working kind of late last night for our big announcement today." He said. "But, I'll be at Brendan's game tonight, I promise."

Abby smiled brightly, "Cool," she said letting go of her brother. "Morning Mama." She said hugging Beca.

Beca kissed the top of the girl's head, "Morning baby girl." She said. "Sleep well?"

Abby nodded, "Sure did." She said still hugging her mama.

"You okay?" Beca asked. "You're a little more touchy feely this morning."

Abby shrugged, "Just wanted some mama love this morning is all," she said.

Beca kissed the top of her head again, "I love you, baby girl." She whispered.

"I love you too, Mama." The girl whispered back.

Beca looked up to see Greyson looking down at his iPad ignoring the mama-daughter exchange in front of them, in a way giving them space without leaving the room. She smiled because even though there's a bit of professional tension between the two of them because of the woman he worked for, he still respected and loved her.

Emily walked into school with Brendan behind her texting on his phone. Abby had gone with Chloe that morning leaving the two arguing siblings in the same car. Emily and Brendan were once close - growing up with Greyson being eight and ten years older than them, for awhile all they had was each other, but something changed when Brendan got into high school. He started to play sports and withdraw from the family. Emily didn't like the people he hung out with - he hung out with mainly the baseball team and they seemed like a weird bunch of athletes and the cheerleader didn't like them. She definitely didn't like her younger brother hanging out with them, but any time she would tell him that, he would roll his eyes and shrug it off.

"I'll see you at football practice, Em." He said not looking up from his phone heading in the other direction.

"Okay," Emily said looking at him wander in the direction towards his locker. "Have a good day, B." She tried and he just waved her off. Emily took a deep breath. She walked in the direction towards her locker where her best guy friend Benji was waiting for her. "Hi Benji."

"Hey Emily," the boy said. "How are you?"

"I'm good, thanks," she said looking in the direction of where Brendan went off too. "How are you?"

"Good," he said. "Hey, is Mike okay? He's been a little out of it lately."

Mike Swanson was Emily's boyfriend. He wasn't the star of the football team, he actually played on the line, she didn't quite understand why her mama and older brother hated him because he was one of the genuinely sweet guys on the team and her mom absolutely adored him. When they got together, he made friends with Benji because the boy standing concerned about him in front of Emily right now, had helped her get through a lot in her life. Mike was going through a lot though, his parents were splitting up, and he was trying to keep his siblings from falling apart, but Emily thought that was his story to tell.

"He's just going through a lot." Emily said. "Nothing to be too worried about. I'm sure he'll want to tell you himself."

Benji nodded, "I'll reach out to him and see if he wants to play video games or something soon." He smiled.

Emily smiled back because that's just something Benji would do, he cares for everyone in his life, and just wants them to be as okay as okay can be in their situation. Emily squeezes the boy shoulder, something that she unknowingly picked up from her mom, "That sounds great, Benji, I'm sure he'll appreciate that." She said as he smiled.

Just then Mike comes up to the both of them, greeting Emily with a small kiss and Benji with a fist bump, "Hey," Mike said.

"Hey baby," Emily said hugging him.

"Hey Mike," Benji said. "We were actually just talking about you."

Mike chuckled, "Good things, I hope." He said.

"Always," Emily said looking at Benji encouraging him to ask Mike to play video games.

"I was just saying that it seems like you're going through a lot and I'd love to play video games or something with you soon to help get your mind off of it." Benji offered.

Mike smiled gratefully at his friend, "I'd really like that, Benji. Tomorrow? I'll bring the root beer and other snacks." He asked.

Benji nodded, "Yes, of course." He said. "I'm looking forward to it. I'll be at your game tonight to support you two."

"Awesome," the couple said at the same time as the first bell rang.

"Well, I better get to class now." Benji said. "See you both at lunch."

Benji walked away leaving Emily to quickly get her books from her locker and shutting it fast. She grabbed Mike's hand as they walked down the hallway towards their homeroom, "How's everything going at home?" Emily carefully asked.

Mike sighed and rubbed his face roughly with his free hand, "Rough. They're really at each other's throats." He said. "It'll be nice to have day away at Benji's."

"I'm so sorry baby." Emily said. "I can't imagine what that's like. I've been so lucky to have two moms who love each other so much that it's kind of gross. I don't want to imagine them apart."

"And yet, you treat your mom like shit," he mused somewhat playfully.

Emily rolled her eyes, she knew that her relationship with her mom wasn't the greatest and sometimes put her mama in awkward situations and Mike was the only person that knew why. She and Mike had been put in a project together and they got to know each other really well. It turned into having crushes on one another and then eventually love. He saw how she treated her mom - ignored her on campus at all costs and kind of did the same at home. Mike knew that Emily was hurt by Chloe because the girl was under the insane impression that her mom thought she was dumb because she didn't get grades like Greyson did and Abby is. Brendan didn't care, but Emily was hurt by the notion that because she got a few Bs in classes that weren't easy for her that Chloe would compare her to her older brother and younger sister.

"She doesn't treat me any better." Emily defended in a mumble. "You know that B I got on that chem test?" Mike nodded, "She asked if Abby could help me in the areas that I missed." Pause. "Abby. My 13 year old sister. It's like me getting a B isn't good enough. At least I'm passing. Brendan gets Bs and Cs all the time and she gets on him about it, but he just doesn't seem to care."

"I mean, you are her children and this is the best preparatory academy in the Western Hemisphere which she's the headmaster at. I guess she just wants to present to the world that her children actually care about school." He said as they stopped in front of their homeroom. "You gotta cut her some slack. She loves you, babe."

Emily stared at her boyfriend and realized that he was right. She didn't want him to be right - hell, she wanted him to side with her, but he was right. She doesn't give Chloe enough credit.

Brendan was sitting at lunch in the back corner of campus with a group of his friends. It's the only place on campus to get high without campus security or any teacher or faculty member lurking around. He didn't want to get too high because he did have a game that night, but he wanted to get high enough that the rest of the day would go by quicker. He started getting high the summer between middle school and high school because like Emily, he was tired of being compared to his older brother and his younger sister by his mom when it came to school. However, unlike Emily, he didn't talk about it, he decided to just shove all his emotions down and get high. He definitely ran with the wrong crowd which worried his moms, but he didn't care. He was a second string quarterback on a junior varsity team, there was no way he was getting into college, nor did he want to spend another four years trapped inside a classroom.

"Bro," his friend Billy Hollister said, higher than he was currently, "what's your sister's deal?"

"Emily?" Brendan asked taking a hit off the joint he was smoking.

"Yeah," Billy said, "how many sisters do you have?"

"Two." Brendan said. "My younger sister is at the middle school here. Eighth grade."

"Okay then," Billy said. "What's Emily's deal against us?"

"Yeah man," his friend Josh Adams said, "she glares at us like we've done something horrible to you."

Brendan took another hit off the joint and slowly let it drag out, "She thinks you all are bad influence on me." He said. "My moms do too, but I honestly don't give a fuck."

"That's the way to do it," his friend Jake Ferguson said. "Though, I can imagine Headmaster Mitchell-Beale not liking you getting high."

"Again," Brendan said, "who the fuck cares? As long as I pass those drug tests for football and baseball, I'm good."

Chloe was sitting in her office working when she got a text from Greyson in the all family ongoing group chat.

Greyson: Hey family! I know the kids are in school, but Senator Taylor is about to make an announcement that we hope will change history. [link attached]

Chloe smiled, she loved that her oldest son was so passionate about his work. He had always had some interest in politics since his freshman year of high school which happened to be a dark period of time for him. Chloe remembered so vividly when he was diagnosed with clinical depression and severe anxiety. It was the day that Chloe, Beca, and Tom's life changed for the better. Greyson had spent a lot of his freshman year lying in bed, sleeping, not eating. A lot of friends had walked away from his during this time, he felt like he was at rock bottom. Getting him out of bed was like pulling teeth, getting him to eat with hard too, and finally Tom's new wife, Rebekah, who was a psychologist recommended for the two parents to get him some kind of help and they did. After the diagnosis, Tom would take the weekends with Greyson more seriously and Chloe would take the weekdays with Greyson equally as seriously.

Chloe opened the CNN link that Greyson had sent: California US Senator Danielle Taylor is running for President of the United States the headline read. Chloe smiled, she had sensed at breakfast that morning that was the big announcement that the senator was going to make because for the first time in a long while, Greyson was genuinely excited about something. The man had just went through a pretty gnarly breakup and was starting to slip back into his depressive ways.

Brendan: You do know she's not the first one to run for president, right? There have been many women who have tried and failed.

Chloe rolled her eyes at her youngest son's comment. She was glad that he seemed to be paying attention in his US history class, but she wasn't glad that he had to always rain on his brother's parade.

Emily: Way to ruin the moment, B. Tell the senator that I said congratulations!

Beca: Agreed to everything that Em just said. While I may not agree with everything that the senator stands for, this is a step in the RIGHT direction.

Abby: Yay for the senator!

Chloe liked to see that her wife and daughters seemed to be on board with this. She knew that a presidential campaign on Greyson's shoulders was going to be a lot, but she also knew that it would look good on his resume. Something that since before entering high school that Greyson had been working towards.

Chloe: We'll be by your side, no matter what happens, baby. Let's celebrate tomorrow because Beca is right, this is a step in the RIGHT direction.

Chloe smiled as there was a knock on her office door, "Come in." She called out. The door opened and she was delighted to see her wife standing there with lunch. "What do I owe this surprise for?"

"I just found myself missing you today and wanted to surprise you." Beca said.

Beca sat down in front of her and Chloe leaned over to give her a kiss, "I love you, Bec." She said.

Beca smiled, "I love you too, Chlo." She said.

Chloe knew that her wife was the best thing that has ever happened to her and Greyson before Emily, Brendan, and Abby. She loved that the music producer goes out of her way to surprise her. She loved the way that Beca loved her. She was grateful that she was spending forever with this nerd.

A/n: It's just getting started. Stay tuned for more Bechloe loving, family loving, and more. A lot of angst coming your way.