Author's Note: The Smeghead's hiatus is showing no signs of ending. I don't know what to tell you short of go leave him reviews urging him to come back. Otherwise, I got nothing. Sorry this one is so late.

"Chloe, will you do me a favor?" Beca asked after Bella practice had ended.

"Sure, happy to help you know that." Chloe said with a bright smile. "What do you need? You need a ride some place or something? Or a pregnancy test?"

"Ok, ew, no." Beca stated with shudder at the mention of a pregnancy test. "You know I'm gay right? If I get pregnant, either something horrible happened or there'll be a new religion in a few hundred years."

"This favor just cost me twenty bucks." Chloe said, slightly crestfallen. "I need to learn not to bet against Aubrey's gaydar."

"I thought she was so concerned about me hooking up with that twit that works at the radio station with me?" Beca asked, surprised by the new information.

"That was her grasping at straws wanting to find a reason to get rid of you." Chloe explained. "So, what do you need from me anyway?"

"Can you teach me how to dance?" Beca asked, a pleading look on her face.

"Didn't we just get done with that?" Chloe asked.

"Not like that." Beca shook her head. "I need to know how to like slow dance. My dad's wife Shelia's parent's 50th wedding anniversary is coming up, and I'm being pressured to go. Shelia wants to set me up with the granddaughter of her mother's best friend, and my dad promised to buy me some new software I've been wanting if I go. It's not so bad, this girl is hot, like almost Emma Watson level hot."

"And you've never learned to slow dance?" Chloe asked, arching an eyebrow. "Like, did you not go to prom?"

"I went with one of the girls from the basketball team" Beca explained. "She was staying in Seattle to play for UW, I was coming here, was never anything serious so we just had fun."

"Ok, well, I'm sure I can show you a few things." Chloe said as she picked out some music and started teaching Beca some moves. When she felt Beca was ready for something more complex, Chloe spun her out. As she pulled Beca back into her, the brunette missed a step and slammed into Chloe, their bodies coming into full contact with each other, including their lips.

"I'm so sorry Chloe." Beca said, pulling away from the taller girl. "I don't know what happened."

"Don't worry about it, you aren't the first girl I've kissed and you probably won't be the last." Chloe brushed it off, using her congenial nature to cover up how much she had enjoyed the brief contact.

~~~To Be Continued~~~