This fic is loosely based on a movie called Expecting. I do not own any of the characters or anything of the sort. It is a Bechloe Fic just in case you were wondering. Please Read and Review.

April.

Week 1

'God Chlo what are you doing?' Beca was being pinned down by her covers as Chloe jumped onto the bed.

'Chloe?' Jesse jumped up and almost threw her out of the bed.

'Woah Swanson calm down. Keep your panties on.'

'What the hell are you doing here Chloe?' Jesse rubbed his palms of his eyes, still adjusting to the sudden wake up call.

'Moody. You should probably talk about that in therapy.'

'Well I don't exactly enjoy waking up in the middle of the night by pouching red heads unlike my wife, though you seem to think otherwise.'

'I need some Beca time. She has become so domesticated lately.'

'I'm still here you know.' Beca frowned at the both of them.

'Well I'm sorry that you've become an old boring married couple.'

'Have not.'

'You have – don't give me that look – You totally have. You can always stay Jesse. We are going to talk about my one night stand I just had. He had a chiselled body and rough- ' Jesse jumped out of the bed in fear of Chloe reenacting her night.

'Nope no no. Actually I'm fine. You know what. I'm just going to sleep in the guest room tonight. Stay as long as you want.' He gritted his teeth and gave an unenthusiastic bow as he left the room.

'Must you?'

'I said he could stay.' Chloe giggled.

'And listen to how Pablo had his way with you.'

'Hey his name was Jerry or Jim… but definitely not Pablo.'

'God Chlo.'

'What?'

'You're going to be the death on me.'

'Yeah but you love it.' Chloe propped herself on her elbow to face Beca. Beca failed at supressing her grin with a huff. 'Besides If I didn't who else's sex life are you suppose to be living vicariously through. Because we both know that Jesse's goods aren't working. It's like what you're third round of IVF?'

'How did you know?'

'I didn't know for sure until now. You have been exceptionally moody and distant the past week which is saying something.'

'Shut it Beale. Being moody is bound to happen when I have a crazy person who insists on using her spare key, which is for emergencies, to ambush me in the middle of the night.'

'Well it wasn't like you and Jesse are getting it on anyway.' Chloe laughed.

'You know I can take the key away and give it to say… Amy?'

'You wouldn't dare.'

'Try me.' Beca smirked. This was how they were. How they never failed to be. And despite herself, Beca loved these nights and thanked how frequent they were. She loved Jesse but it wasn't the same and now with their problems spreading them thin she craved for any form of distraction, which Chloe happily applied.

In the morning Jesse walked back into the master bedroom to find Chloe eating a muffin on the bed.

'I see you stayed the night. How did my side of the bed treat you?' His voiced carried over from the closet.

'Did you expect any different?'

'No I suppose not. Does Beca know you're eating on the bed?'

'Yes in fact she does because I was the one who woke to muffins on the bedside table.'

'And where is Beca on this fine morning?'

'In the shower. I would have joined her but then who would attend to these cupcakes?' Chloe quipped. These comments no longer bothered Jesse, though they did at first. But after the incessant flirting with Beca, Jesse ruled it as Best friend behaviour. Innocent. Which it was. For the most part.

'Oh she got you those weird oatmeal muffins you love so much.' Chloe threw one towards Jesse as he was getting out of the closet in a suit.

'So what are you up today?'

'Don't know yet. Beside you have therapy to go.'

'Oh the joys.'

'You need it Jess. I know how you are about children and yet Beca is having another round of IVF? I mean what type of family are you bringing this kid up in?'

'Wait what?'

'You better get going or you're going to be late.' Chloe bounced up from the bed and burst into the bathroom. All Jesse heard was Beca's squeal from the bathroom as he stood there confused.

'AHhh Chlo what the Hell?!'

Week 3

'Why didn't you tell me about the IVF treatments?' Jesse's voice rose. They were standing in the middle of the kitchen. Beca was at stove cooking dinner while Jesse picked at the diced carrots of the chopping board.

'I didn't want to jinx it. Besides it didn't work anyway. How did you find out?'

'I had to hear it from Chloe. I didn't think she was telling the truth so I followed up on the doctors appointments the insurance bills and everything to make sure first. How are we going to afford it? We could barely pay for the last two Bec. You need to tell me these things instead of Chloe.'

'I didn't tell Chloe. She guessed. I can give extra music lessons. Besides do you really need such an expensive car?'

'Lessons? They barely cover groceries and I have an image to uphold with my clients.'

'Oh yeah that one client that plays you like a sucker every week.'

'No Beca. He-'

'Am I interrupting?' Chloe's head poked through the kitchen door.

'Oh Jesus there she is.'

'She always has dinner with us.' Beca defended.

'Yeah I'm the reason why your food is edible. If it wasn't for me you would be having burnt toast for dinner.' Chloe chimed.

'I'm not that bad.'

'Um I remember you trying to make dinner for the Bellas that one night. From what I recall there was lots of smoke and then we ended up having take out.'

'It was an accident.'

'I can't be here.' Jesse's voice cut through their usual banter. Jesse walked out of the kitchen door.

'Wait.' Jesse's footsteps trailed out the door. The engine of his car started and in a matter of seconds he was gone.

'What is his problem?'

'You.'

'Me? What the hell did I do?'

'You told Jesse about the IVF.'

'Well how am I suppose to know he didn't know. You guys are married.'

'Yeah but you know things have been weird between us.'

'I'm not psychic Becs.'

'I know.' Beca sighed. 'I know I'm just worked up right now.'

'So what are we eating?'

'Roast lamb.'

'Without the foil on top? Are you trying to burn it?' Chloe looked through the oven door. ' You are lucky I came in time. Or we would have repeat of that the kitchen disaster.'

'You can't keep pinning that against me. It's been 2 years.'

'I can and I will Beca Mitchell.'

'Swanson.'

'That's what I call pretty boy.' Beca rolled her eyes. Chloe took over the cooking and Beca let her. As always.

Jesse was still not home yet from his storm out earlier. This behaviour became a regular occurrence that Beca worried less and less. It did help that Jesse sent a text that he was staying at a friends for the night. Chloe had already settled into bed when Beca walked into the bedroom.

'You do know that we have a guest room.' Beca pointed out as she made her way to the bed.

'I don't like sleeping alone. I hate being alone in the dark.'

'So what you are saying is that you're a five year old.'

'Shut up.' Chloe paused. 'Becs?'

'Yeah what's up?' Chloe was quite for an extended period of time which started to worry Beca. She inched closer to the red head. 'Chlo?'

'My. My period is late.'

'What?'

'I had a doctors appointment today and I'm getting the result tomorrow. But I don't know what to do. I'm not ready to be a mum. I haven't even thought about having kids yet. God I'm freaking out.' There was a strain in her voice. Beca knew that she was on the verge of crying. 'I'm sorry.'

'Sorry for what?'

'This is so unfair. You deserve it more than me. You've been trying for so long.'

'Hey. Hey. It's ok. I'm here Chloe. We can get through this together ok? We'll figure it out.' Beca took the taller girl in her arms and held her closer. Chloe's cries were silent but Beca could feel the vibration of her chest through the hand she rested on Chloe's back.

Week 4

The doctor's confirmed it. Chloe was pregnant and a week later here she was. Sitting in a clinic waiting room. She was surrounded by women mainly with their husbands, some with their wives. About 30% of them were obviously pregnant and the other 69% were either waiting for the same treatment as Chloe or waiting to be impregnated themselves or at least that what Chloe had gathered. There was the 1% though. A woman in her mid 30's crying on the shoulder of her husband sat next to her. The husband left to get the car and the wife couldn't hold it together.

'Hey what's wrong?' Chloe spoke. 'If you don't mind me asking.'

'This is the 5th time that we have tried to get pregnant and it's another miscarriage. We can't try again because we can't afford it. We've barely kept it together. I just don't know what to do anymore.' She threw herself at Chloe's shoulder and soon her sleeve was tear soaked. 'God I'm sorry I didn't mean to throw this all on you. My husbands here.'

'Hey no it's ok. Sometimes telling a stranger helps.' Chloe gave her a warm smile. The ones that she was most famous for.

'Thank you for listening.'

'Not a problem.' Chloe watched as the woman compiled herself and made her way to the automatic doors. The husband rushed to her side and helped her inside the car. Chloe was known to have crazy ideas but the next thing she did would prove to be the craziest yet.

'Becs. I want you to have my baby.' Chloe sat on the hood of her car outside the parking lot of the clinic. After seeing the woman's breakdown she knew what Beca was feeling. She knew how desperately Beca wanted a child, something that Chloe didn't. She wanted to do this for Beca. She needed to.

'What?'

'Have my baby.'

'You're crazy you know that.'

'Look. I'm sitting outside the fertility clinic now. About 5 minutes ago I was going to have an abortion and I could forget about this whole thing. But then I ran into a couple that had been trying for so long and they were exhausted. I just couldn't go through this knowing how much you want this. How much you have wanted a perfect little family of your own. I want to give that to you. I can't take care of the child but you can. You and Jesse. Let me do this for you.'

'This is insane.'

'Insanely brilliant. It is an ingenious idea. Like killing two birds with one stone. I want to do this for you Becs.'

'What about the dad? Doesn't he get a say in this?'

'I don't even remember the guys name. I have no way in contacting him. I would if I could but I can't. Can you let me do this for you? Please?'

'I can't believe I'm even considering this.' Beca felt a smile creep up on her face.

'Just say yes.'

'Chlo I don't know what to say.'

'Say yes.' Beca didn't speak. She had no words. She could barely process what was happening. After 5 minutes passed Chloe broke the silence. 'Becs?'

'Yea. Yes. Chloe yes.'

'Really?' Chloe jumped excitedly.

'Really.' Beca paused. 'Oh my god. This is happening. It's really happening.'

'Yeah it is. We're having a baby. Well. I am. For you. Hold on. I'll be there in 15 minutes.'

'I'll be waiting.'

This will be a multichapter fic. I hope you like it. Please read and review. I've been really wary of this idea and I am still having trouble deciding whether I should continue or not so comments would be muchly appreciated.