"Okay ladies," Chloe smiled, glaring at all of the Bella's after practice.
They were all about to surprise Beca and Jesse at the Bella's home, on the occasion that the two were returning from their honeymoon.
"What are we doing on the stairs outside of Beca's and Amy's room of the house?" Cynthia Rose asked.
"I told you. We were going to surprise her and Jesse when they get back from their honeymoon. They're home now."
"They got married six months ago. I thought that's when you were supposed to honeymoon and, you know…do the inevitable. Like me, you know?" Stacie was implying.
"You guys, this will be fun. We're gonna go inside and surprise the sh..." Chloe starts enthusiastically.
"Sh...oot me." Cynthia Rose mumbled, interrupting Chloe.
"C'mon guys! This is gonna be aca-awesome!" Emily rooted, swinging her arm above her head and Cynthia rose lowered it, shaking her head.
"No offense legacy, but I still think you're pretty dumb, no matter how much I love you." Fat Amy whispered to her.
"Okay guys," Chloe lowered her voice.
Chloe slowly climbed up the steps and stared around the stairwell, looking into the room above. Rather than finding them curled up, watching movies on Beca's laptop, the Bella's only looked to see Beca laying sideways, halfway off her bed, moaning as she leaned over her puke bowl. Jesse sat behind her, his back against the wall, rubbing her back and running his hands through her hair in attempt to catch it and keep it back.
"This was inevitable, and you had to see this coming along with it." Jesse lectured her.
"You were right. No more foreign food." Beca groaned, rolling over.
"She looks aca-awful." Cynthia Rose noted.
"I ate bad foreign food at county." Lily whispered.
"We should go." Chloe whispered, motioning the other Bella's to creep back down the stairs.
-xxx-
"Bec, you feeling alright?" Chloe asks as Beca stumbles into the kitchen, her hair snarled into a nest and Beca croaked a small "Ugh", annoyed by the ginger's persistence of always asking if she was okay, even if it was out of the innocence and good nature of Chloe's heart to always be genuinely concerned for her.
"I don't feel good." Beca mutters, sitting herself down at the counter and Chloe sets her cup down in front of her, and reaches across the table to feel Beca's forehead.
"Still? It's been a week." Chloe asks walking over to her.
"Yeah well, morning sickness tends to do that to ya." She scowls inaudibly to herself, making sure Chloe couldn't hear.
"You feel warm Becs. You're not going anywhere." Chloe continues in her motherly tones.
"No really! I'm swearing off foreign food for the time being." Beca groans and Chloe just rolls her eyes.
"You probably just have a bug or something, it has nothing to do with the food i'm sure."
"It has everything to do with food, me throwing up, because I can't keep anything down." Beca grumbles to herself again.
Chloe walks back over and stirs her coffee, blows on it, then briskly waves her hand over it as she slides it to Beca, who objects, and slides it back, unintentionally seeming to be difficult.
"Beca you gotta eat, or at least drink something."
"Ugh, all you're doing is nagging! You're lucky you're that pretty." Beca insists crankily, and Chloe blushes, ignoring the insult.
"All i'm saying is you need to eat something!" Chloe calls, now from the bathroom, examining herself in the mirror.
Suddenly, Beca feels herself choking down bile, every muscle in her throat trying to keep it down, and she stands up, throwing the chair out from behind her and running to the bathroom, pushing a surprised Chloe to the side as she lifts the toilet seat and kneels down over it. When she's done, Chloe drops Beca's hair from her grip and helps the small brunette stand, throwing her arm around Beca's back and Beca's arm around her shoulder, carrying her smaller friend back up the stairs to bed before going back to the bathroom to get ready for the Bella's convention performance.
-XXX-
Emily Junk had only been living in the Bella's home as a new Bella for a month before she got comfortable enough to participate in the circle of inside jokes the Bella's had to share. Emily, with a considerably larger age difference with the rest, had made a running joke where she called her other Bella's "Mom.". More specifically Beca and Chloe, who had so many differences regarding decisions their younger Bella would make.
Beca tended to be more lenient, as if she was trying to be a sister, while Chloe played more of the role of looking out for Emily's best interest, even if she might get hurt, while still being pretty cool at times. And even the other Bella's were in on this, teasing Beca and Chloe that they were more like a married couple with differences, rather than two, very good friends.
"Hey? Where are Beca and Chloe?" Cynthia Rose asked.
"Those two dumb cops were arguing over Em a bit ago." Fat Amy informed her.
"They're not fighting over me! I'm my own person. They're actually having a discussion over something that happened a few minutes ago, but I have no idea." Emily explained, defending them.
Earlier, Chloe was reaching over to look beneath the cabinet, exasperatedly took out an almost empty box of tampons, containing only but two, and the ginger knew it could only be Beca.
"Oh look! You left me almost nothing again! When will you learn..." Chloe begins to Beca in the other room but pauses, then glances down, realizing that there was another, unopened box below the sink, unlike the one in her hand, holding only but the two tampons inside left over from last 's when it occurred to her that Beca was late.
They were always in sync,within a week, and usually Beca used almost the entire box and forgot to restock. There was never usually an unopened box, just one open box, usually with only a few left in it. It looked as if Beca hadn't used it yet.
"Beca?" She called out to her lazy friend.
"I'll refill it later... I know it was a dirt move to do that." Beca grumbles, laying in a fetal position on Chloe's bed.
"No, it's not that! You haven't used any at all this month!"
"Chloe, you're sending mixed messages here. Aren't you usually mad because I don't leave you any? And now you're mad because there is a whole box full?"
"Beca?" Chloe asks, coming out of the bathroom, holding up the box in her hand.
"What's this about? So there's an entire box of tampons. I know, i'm the greatest 'cause I remembered." Beca replies smugly.
"No, you didn't and it's not that! It's the fact that you always get yours before me! Beca, are you... pregnant?" Chloe asks, hushing her voice.
"No, I just haven't gotten it yet! How dare you accuse me of something like that." Beca jokingly mocks her.
"Beca," Chloe consoles her.
"You've been sick, you can't stomach anything, you're irritable, and you're even more lazy than usual. You even have a little bit more of a butt." She smirks, glancing over at Beca's backside and Beca turns away, secretly holding in a small smile she didn't want Chloe to notice.
"Beca, why wouldn't you just tell me if you thought you were pregnant?"
"Okay, this is getting crazy." Beca flails her hand up annoyed and rolls over, sitting up and grabbing Chloe's hands in her's, feeling the ginger's tension ease slightly.
"I know you mean well, but you're not my mother. And Chloe, I promise you. Unless Jesse got me pregnant all the way from New York, i'm not pregnant." She adds sarcastically, but also not really convinced herself.
"Okay," Chloe whispers and relaxes, smiling as she stood up and went back to the bathroom.
Beca felt guilty, but sighed with relief, being able to hold off throwing any curve balls at the ginger or other Bella's until after the finals were over, giving Beca enough time to figure out her feelings to everything being thrown her way.
