I'm back! I hope you all enjoy this pure fluff one shot. Prompt: One of them is super pregnant and unable to do a lot, making them frustrated but the other person loves helping them out.

Flashback

"If it doesn't work, we can't lose hope, remember..?" Beca said as she squeezed her wife of 4 years hand. She had known the older woman all throughout college and now through 4 years of marriage. It wasn't too difficult anymore to tell when the redhead looked nervous. The couple had now been through 2 rounds of IVF, unsuccessfully. This never stopped the couple from trying. One day, they would have the family they have dreamt of for years.

…..

Beca woke suddenly to the sound of her wife rushing out of bed. Panicking, she quickly sat up to see what the problem was.
"Chlo!" Beca yelled out and her wife who was running into the bathroom. After hearing no response, she got up from their bed, rubbing her eyes while walking to the bathroom. In front of her was her wife on her knees, throwing up. "Dude! Wha-are you okay?" the brunette gasped while rushing to pull Chloe's hair out of the way. "Is it from what we ate last night? I don't feel sick but still what if it ma-"Beca tried to get out, just to be interrupted by the redheads soothing voice, even after just throwing up. Chloe shifted to turn around and grabbed her wife's hands.

"Becs, I think it's from the IVF treatment." She said with a small smile. The couple just stared at each other until it was interrupted by Beca wiping a tear from her pajama sleeve.

"You think?" the brunette squeaked out.

…..

It was definitely what Chloe thought. She was lying down on the couch, 8 months pregnant if that wasn't proof enough.

It was getting closer to Christmas each day that passed. Beca had done most of the decorating in the house, besides the table decorations. Those were the only ones that Beca allowed Chloe to do. The brunette was putting ornaments on the top of the tree until she turned around and was greeted by the sight of her wife struggling to get up from the couch. Instantly, she rushed down from the ladder to help her up.

"Chlo, the doctor told us that you should be taking it easy these last few weeks. Why don't you lie back down?" Beca stated sternly.

"Stacie told us her doctor informed her not to have sex for weeks and she did so, I don't see anything wrong with her." Chloe said knowingly.

"Refraining from sexual activity advice and pregnancy advice is very different Chlo, and you know it." Beca tried to say with more determination.

"My feet and ankles are too swollen to have this argument." The redhead said while rolling her eyes and plopping back down on the couch. Beca silently thanked the higher powers for this, as arguing with her wife's pregnancy hormones is impossible.

After successfully getting her wife back on the couch, Beca pulled on the couch lever, lifting the foot rest up. Kissing her head, she walked back over to the Christmas tree.

…..

After an hour of getting the tree decorated, the couple decided it finally looked presentable. After all the decorating was over, Beca sat next to Chloe on the couch and picked up her feet and started rubbing the swollen areas. Beca didn't even care that she was stuck watching the typical predictable ending Christmas movie that was on. After about 20 minutes, Chloe pushed the foot rest down and tried standing.

"Whoa, what do you think you're doing?" Beca laughed cautiously. She was met with a glare from the other woman.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Its dinner time. I'm being your dream wife and making dinner." Chloe stated with a roll of her eyes.

"You can be my dream wife and lie back down." Beca said slowly. She knew how annoyed and frustrated Chloe must have felt. She went from being the independent one to now having to be the one to rely on someone else. She was a natural leader, proof from the Barden Bella's, and now she had no power. After being stared at for almost a minute, Beca knew she lost the battle. She knew the second she looked into those blue eyes of hers.

"Okay! Fine. But I'm helping make dinner." The brunette said while hopping off the coach to help her wife up. The couple decided on making spaghetti. Knowing Chloe like the back of her hand, Beca turned on music to cook to. As soon as the switch to the radio turned on, it was as if a switch turned on as well in the redhead. Grabbing the spatula she was using for the meat, Chloe began singing into it and dancing as well. Beca sat on the counter watching the show in front of her. It was her favorite show, and all hers. She didn't expect her favorite sight to see would be her wife, 8 months pregnant, singing and dancing in the kitchen to whatever pop hit was out. It's funny how life surprises you like that. God is she in love with her, Beca thought.

The thoughts were quickly swept away as Chloe dropped the spatula and was now crying. Leaping down quickly, Beca grabbed it and tossed it in the sink and turned to her wife. "Chlo? What's wrong?" Beca said shocked.

"It's just- I'm so helpless! I can't even cook stupid dinner because I can't even reach something on the ground. You're always having to help me and it's so unfair to you an-"Chloe said between sobs.

Using her fingers, Beca pulled Chloe's chin up to meet her eyes. "Listen. It's not an inconvenience. It's not unfair. I love helping you, I love you, and I love our beautiful baby you are carrying for us." Beca said while putting the hand that was under Chloe's chin to now meet her very large bump. Nodding her head, Chloe knew she was just freaking out. She could never understand what she did to deserve someone as wonderful as Beca.

"Let's finish dinner okay?" Beca said soothingly.

…..

After finishing dinner, the couple was now on the couch with Chloe's head in her wife's lap while she played with her red curls. "I'm sorry for everything earlier..." Chloe said in a whisper.

"Chlo, don't ever apologize for anything. You're allowed to be irrational in these months. As long as you don't keep this up after this pregnancy..." Beca smirked. Chloe turned from being on her side to now on her back, to look up at the brunette and to smack her arm.

"Hey!" Beca squealed. The two continued laughing for awhile until Beca leaned down to plant a kiss on her wife's lips. During the kiss, Beca placed her hand on Chloe's large bump and smiled, breaking the kiss.

"Thank you Chloe, for everything you do for all of us. We love you." Beca said peacefully while stroking her wife's cheek.