It was a wild, crazy idea that came to her one night, not long after the blow up at Regionals. Beca knew she'd done the wrong thing, albeit for the right reasons. She also knew that in the process she'd messed up the other Bellas, enraged Aubrey, and probably (definitely) made life a lot harder for Chloe, who would be stuck with the unenviable task of talking Aubrey down.

Beca had actually been sitting in her room thinking about what she could do to make it up to Chloe. Chocolate was out – they'd all been warned of the dangers of both dairy products and too many empty calories in the lead up to Regionals. She couldn't stop round at Chloe's room, because there was a better than average chance Aubrey would be there and Beca wanted to see the sunset still alive. Money? Well, she didn't have any, and even if she did, Chloe wouldn't accept it.

The idea came to her while she was in the shower. Hadn't she and Chloe had their first meaningful interaction in this very shower? They had bonded over singing Titanium together, and Chloe had let something slip. The song was her jam – her lady jam.

Did she dare?

It was a bold, daring, completely unlike Beca move, but it was for Chloe, so she would do it. She hurried back to her room and got to work.

The next day, she caught up to Chloe on the quad. She hadn't actually seem the redhead for a few days, and she smiled awkwardly as she approached her. "Hey."

"Hey yourself. I've missed you."

"Well, I thought it was a better idea to stay away. Aubrey was so mad…"

"Still is. But that doesn't mean I don't want to see you."

Beca sighed. "Well, I mean… you're welcome to come to mine, but I don't think it's a good idea for me to come to yours. Not until Aubrey calms down."

"That's fair." Chloe looked as if she wanted to say something else, but she didn't speak, so Beca pressed on. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a flash drive, and held it up so Chloe could see what it was.

"I made this for you," she said, blushing. "It's just for you, okay? I know you think I'm super talented and you want the world to hear my mixes, but… just trust me, and listen to this one alone. It's just for you." She looked Chloe in the eye to convey how serious she was about Chloe not sharing the flash drive with anyone.

"Thanks," Chloe said, smiling that sweet Chloe smile at her.

Beca could tell, Chloe thought that the flash drive contained some truly meaningful, possibly emotional, definitely personal mix that Beca had made for her… but that wasn't exactly right. Well. She would see.

"I'll see you around, okay?" Beca scuffed the ground with the toe of her shoe.

"Don't you wanna go get coffee or something?"

"I have a shift at the station soon, so I can't. Just… we'll talk soon."

Chloe being Chloe, she couldn't resist pulling Beca in for a tight hug as they parted. Then Beca, who hadn't been entirely telling the truth about her shift at the station, went back to her room to wait.

Chloe went back to her room, the flash drive burning a hole in her pocket. Beca was so closed off, so for her to put something like this together for her was pretty significant. She didn't want to waste a moment before listening to it.

When she put the flash drive into her computer and opened the folder, she saw two files. One was labelled CHLOEJAM, one labelled LISTEN LAST, and the third was called LISTENFIRST. She clicked on the LISTENFIRST, and Beca's voice filled her ears.

"We first met at the activities fair, but I don't… I don't count that. My most vivid memory of meeting you was that shower. You told me something. I don't know if you remember, but it's sort of always been in the back of my mind." Beca sighed on the recording. "I've never done anything like this before so I really hope you're alone when you listen, but Chloe?" She paused, and even though her voice was nervous, Chloe could hear a hint of excitement in it. "This is for you."

The recording ended and Chloe clicked on the other file, now intensely curious. The familiar opening strains of Titanium began to play, and Chloe grinned. The first song they'd sung together! She wondered what Beca had chosen to mash it up with… and then a new layer of sound started, one she'd never heard before.

It was… sighing. Shuddering breath. Tiny gasps, in time with the beat. The chorus started and Beca's voice – because it was Beca, Chloe understood now – began to sing along with the vocals, harmonizing with them the way they had in the shower. But instead of her usual strong, confident vocals, her voice sounded almost strained. At the end of the chorus, Beca murmured something that was so soft, the rest of the song almost obscured it, and Chloe had to track back to see if she'd heard what she thought she heard.

Turning the volume up as high as it would go, she let the chorus play again, straining to hear Beca. It was faint, but at this volume, unmistakable. "Chloe," Beca whimpered, right at the end of the chorus.

Chloe's jaw dropped. It couldn't be… could it?

But at the end of the second chorus, Beca's moan was louder. "God, Chloe…"

Chloe had to fight to keep from sliding her hand down her pants. Beca was… lady jamming to her lady jam, and she'd recorded it!

The song began to build to its climax, and from the sounds of things, so did Beca. Chloe's breathing was labored, her pulse pounding. She ached, between her legs, and she had an urge to run to Beca and do what she had wanted to do all year…

"I'm gonna come," Beca whispered, as the song built. And at the very highest part of the song, the part where Chloe herself usually fell apart, she heard Beca give a little cry. "Fuck, Chloe, I'm coming!"

Chloe herself groaned at that. What the hell? Was Beca trying to kill her? The only reason she hadn't dared to touch herself during the song was because she didn't know when Aubrey would be back.

The song was finishing, accompanied by the sound of Beca's heavy, sated breathing. This was literally the most erotic thing Chloe had ever heard. With a shaking hand, she clicked on the third and final file.

"I'm sorry for messing us up at Regionals, but mostly, I'm sorry that I caused a fight between you and your best friend. I… I really care about you Chloe. You told me that song was your lady jam. Well… thinking about you listening to that song? That's my lady jam. So I mixed the two together for you. I hope you liked it, and I hope it helps you relieve some stress during this difficult time."

"Jesus, Beca," Chloe breathed. "When you open up, you really open up…"

Her phone buzzed and she jumped, not expecting it at all. It was Aubrey, letting her know she wouldn't be home until later because she had a long night ahead of her in the library. Chloe sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. She scrolled through her contacts, and pressed send.

Across campus, Beca's phone rang and she picked it up, seeing it was Chloe calling. "Chlo?"

But all she heard was the mix she had made for Chloe, playing in the background. A new layer of sound had been added over top though – Chloe's heavy breathing.

The song played, and as the first chorus hit, Chloe began to whisper to her.

"I'm touching myself, Beca… I'm touching myself, listening to you touch yourself. That's what you were doing, right?"

Beca nodded, then realized Chloe couldn't see her. She cleared her throat and whispered yes.

A slightly wet sound reached Beca's ears, along with a louder sigh from Chloe. "It was the sexiest thing I've ever heard, Beca, and when I heard it, all I wanted to do was fuck myself. And… oh, now I am…"

Beca whimpered, unable to speak. She had hoped that Chloe would like the mix, but hadn't dare hope that she would like it this much.

"I'm fucking myself with two fingers… I'm so wet, Beca. Your song, listening to you, made me so wet. I'm… god, I'm rubbing little circles around my clit. God, I wish it were you. I wish you were here, doing this to me."

It didn't seem like Beca needed to say anything to contribute, just listen and enjoy, so she let her breathing let Chloe know she was still there. Chloe was content to continue doing what she was doing. Clearly, the song was on repeat. Beca flushed dark red when she heard herself on Chloe's speakers, announcing that she was coming.

But she couldn't have hung up if someone was paying her. She needed to listen. She need to hear this.

"Beca?" Chloe moaned. Beca could hear her shifting, the wet sound that could only be her fingers thrusting in and out of herself speeding up. "God, Beca… Beca I want you so fucking bad, I'm… oh, I'm… I'm…" She interrupted herself with a loud cry. "Oh god, Beca, I'm coming so hard…"

Even in orgasm, Chloe was perfect music. If Beca had to guess, she would have said that Chloe's climactic cry was a perfect B note – B for Bella, obviously. B for Beca.

Beca listened as Chloe's fingers slowed, as her breathing gradually returned to normal. She hummed in satisfaction, and Beca smiled. "I'm…" She cleared her throat. "I'm glad you liked it."

There was a long moment where both girls lay there and listened to each other breathe. Then Chloe spoke.

"Aubrey's out. Come over." She hung up, leaving Beca holding her phone, breathing hard in anticipation. Her legs were trembling so hard they almost wouldn't hold her up, but there was no way she wasn't going to do as Chloe said. If she had to crawl from her building to Chloe's, she'd do it.

She locked the door behind her and ran to get to Chloe.