Hey, Folks. It's been a while :)

First and the most important, I can't thank all of you enough for the supports throughout this story, and to encourage me to continue. This is my very first story, and not going to lie, TLOBM is my baby. So, I'm glad there are still some of you who appreciated and wanted to read it regardless of how dark and twisted it is :)

To be honest, it took me a while to dare myself to read your responses if I should keep going. Can't express enough how relieved I was to find out that so many of you wanted me to go on. Then I dared myself more to re-read the whole first settlement from the very beginning to the end, including the reviews and PMs.

There were so many opinions with compliments, there were some with critiques, and there were some that I really like; vivid explanation of the readers point of views. As long as it's about the story, negative or positive, I welcomed and appreciated them. I'd explain my reasons to write it, not to despise your opinions, but simply to show how I could come to that conclusion for the story. Then there were some with only plain harsh judgement and mean accusations about me as a person. This kind really got me on my nerves.

Then I realized how little there were the harsh reviews that kept coming back into my mind since I put out this story. Less than ten percent, and it probably came from the same people chapter to chapter. I was way too over reactive. No need to guess or ask, I did feel like an idiot myself in the end for fixating on the few harsh judgements about me.

Anyway, I found it in chapter 23, I answered one of the guests who asked me to kill Chloe's character in this story (if you are readers from AO3, you need to read it from fanfictiondotnet to find out). I told them that I have put so much misery on Chloe, and it's not fair if I don't give her the happy ending that she deserves. Re-reading that response and getting encouragement from so many of you reminded me of why I needed and should keep going. So, I'm doing it.

Now, a guest asked me in the 35th chapter. Do I know the end game? The answer would be yes. Absolutely yes. You have to suffer a bit more of my rambling. The original draft was finished in mid December 2016. So, I've known where this would end ever since. Not going to lie though, in the process of editing, there were some additional scenes. Not plot changing, but more like situation's elaborations, and most of the times, an idea just popped up in my mind.

I know that in the first chapter, I said that nothing is set in stone. But maybe I should've mentioned this to you earlier; I changed my mind after putting out ten chapters or so. It became set in stone. Because the story was already going far enough, and it would mess with everything, and I would have to throw away more than a thousand of pages I'd written. Not to mention the time I invested to write it.

But I understand that you have some expectations and opinions. Some reviews even predicted the plot very well that it actually happened after a few chapters. Some are coincidences, but some are not. As I said in my endnote in chapter 23, if you want to have a certain scene, you can suggest it to me, and I'll consider it as long as it fits the situation and it doesn't stray from the plot. I've done it before. The part where Ashley gave Beca Chloe's letter, it was an idea from a fellow author, of course with some adjustments to fit my plot. The fight between Kristen and Beca after Beca went back to the hospital to choose Chloe, it was a suggestion from a reader too. Then the paparazzi part, the blow up of Beca's relationship with Chloe in the media, it came from a reader also. There were some other scenes too. So, feel free to give suggestions.

The characters themselves, I used real people or real characters from movies or TV series. Some of you might have found out that I used celebrities and characters from Pretty Little Liars, Suit, Grey's Anatomy, Kristen Steward, Olivia Wilde, Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie is like super hot in SS), and some other characters and celebrities. If you haven't found out before, well now you know. Soon enough, there will be more. (I watch, a lot. Am a movie freak.)

It happened because I'm so bad at describing a person physically. And since I'm a visual kinesthetic person, I needed a clear image of those characters to mold the story in my mind. It was more for my convenience, and I thought it would help the readers who need visual images too, you know, since I believe none of you could imagine the person only with my poor descriptions.

I don't know them in real life obviously, so I don't know their real personalities. Their characteristics in this story is on me. Why I didn't use PLL's roles for Ashley, Troian, and Shay, and then Patrick's character in Suit? Because some people might end up thinking that this is an alternate universe or a cross. It's not. Harvey and Donna are who they are in Suit though, because their characteristics in this story are still relatable to the TV series. But this story is about Beca's life, based on my interpretation of her characteristics in PP movies, and then I gave it more. That's why I only put down her name in the story description.

I know it took me longer and longer to post the chapter. Some of you might have wondered about why it took me so long to post it if the story is already done. Because life got busier, sometimes I'm not in the mood, and I wrote the original draft in past tense, which I changed into present tense when I decided to post it. Since English isn't my first language, it took quite some times to edit, and each chapters became longer and longer. Even with that, you'd still find so many mistakes. My bad :)

Whew... I've been rambling way too much, haven't I? Now, let's go back to the story. The first settlement ended with Bechloe's wedding. We'll start the sequel with the early days of their marriage. This chapter is quite light. But if I were you, I wouldn't get too comfortable.

I don't own Pitch Perfect and the characters. Hope you enjoy :)

Oh, almost forgot. There will be some smuts. You know, they're newlyweds. If you're not comfortable reading them, just skip it. I've put down some warnings.

Morning after the Wedding

Unusually, Beca wakes up earlier than Chloe. She spoons her wife from behind and trails her lips on the back of Chloe's shoulder.

"Mmm..." Chloe smiles with her eyes closed. She holds Beca's hand on her chest tighter and mumbles, "You're early."

With her lips pressed onto the curve of the redhead's shoulder, the DJ mumbles, "I remember you said something about our first morning sex as a married couple."

"What about that?" Chloe asks with a teasing tone.

"I'm collecting the promise, Mrs. Mitchell."

While wiggling her way around, the redhead giggles and retorts, "The three times last night weren't enough for you, Mrs. Mitchell?"

"Have you seen how smokey hot the woman I'm married to?" The DJ smirks.

Chloe chuckles with her cheeks flushed. When she looks into her wife's eyes, there's nothing else but adoration and desire in them. She automatically runs her tongue on her lips and bites her bottom lip gently.

Then Beca leans forward for a kiss, and Chloe automatically parts her lips to give her wife an access to deepen the kiss. However, right then, heat starts raising from her stomach.

Gently, the brunette pushes herself up and moves her left hand to the back of Chloe's head. Just as she's about to slip her tongue into her wife's mouth, Chloe pushes her away and runs to the bathroom.

At first, the DJ is confused. Then she hears the sound of her wife vomiting. She hurriedly gets up and puts on her clothes before going to get her wife a cup of warm tea from the kitchen. When she walks back into the bedroom, Chloe is already sitting by the edge of the bed, and no longer naked.

The redhead is now wearing her wife's white button up shirt and an underwear, gripping the edge of the bed tightly with her hands to hold the nausea.

As Beca hands the cup to Chloe, she asks, "You okay, wife?"

"Your peanut knew how to ruin our orgasm." The redhead jokes with a weak smile before sipping the tea slowly.

Beca chuckles and kneels in between her wife's legs. Gently, she lifts up the shirt halfway and rubs Chloe's stomach. With a look so fond, she says, "Peanut was just asking for her mama's attention."

Chloe smiles fondly and caresses the DJ's head gently with one hand, while Beca leans forward to kiss her stomach.

"Behave for Mommy, will you?"

Upon seeing how sweet her wife is, the redhead feels warm in her chest. Never in her life had she ever imagined that Beca would ease into motherhood so easily, and it's only been two days. She always knew that Beca would be a great mother, but just not this easily. The smile on her face grows even fonder. As her hand keeps caressing Beca's head, she says, "I've told you, Babe. You'll be a great mother. I don't even have to wait for a couple of years since I told you that to find out."

They had that talk on the night Beca revealed about her decision to stay with Ashley. The DJ looks up at the redhead, grinning from ear to ear as she says, "I hope so. Peanut deserves the best from both of us. Since you're already great at this, I have to catch up fast."

"Baby, I think you're just as great." The redhead says softly. "You just don't know it yet. But I do. I have from a long time ago."

"You hear that, peanut?" The DJ talks to Chloe's tummy goofily. "Mommy says you'll have a set of great parents."

Chloe chuckles and leans downward to kiss the top of Beca's head.

Then Beca gets up and takes the cup from her wife. "Why don't you meditate? It should help with the nausea. I'll make some breakfast for us."

"Sounds great." The redhead says. "Thanks, Babe."

Beca simply kisses her wife chastely on the lips and goes back to the kitchen.

After the brunette walks out of the room, Chloe scoots backward and sits in a lotus position on the bed. She meditates for about 30 minutes, and then she leans her back onto the headboards. She takes the iPad on the nightstand, and starts looking for an e-book about pregnancy to read. Around five minutes later, Beca comes back with a tray of scrambled eggs, toasts, a fruit platter, and two glasses of orange juice.

"Breakfast for my babies." The DJ says as she puts down the tray on the bed and moves the glasses of juice to the nightstand. Then she lies on her side, holding her head up with one elbow next to Chloe's stomach and rubs it gently. "Don't worry, little one. Mommy's gonna replace what she just threw out in a second."

Chloe simply chuckles and starts eating her breakfast. After she swallows the toast, she says, "Becs, here in the book, it's said that it's preferably to do the ultrasound after week eight."

With her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth full of eggs, Beca asks, "Why?"

While reading, the redhead explains, "Based on my last date of cycle, I'm supposed to be three weeks into pregnancy. The ultrasound usually can detect the fetus starting from week six. But to be sure, it's better that we wait until week eight."

"Huh." Beca nods absentmindedly. "But there must be a way to be sure early on."

Chloe continues to read, and then she says, "We can do some blood work to check my HCG level."

"Whatever it is, we'll do it." The DJ says before munching a toast. "Today." She muffles.

Staring at her wife fondly, the redhead teases, "You just can't wait, can you?"

"Nope." Beca pops the P. Then she sits up next to Chloe and places the tray on her laps before leaning closer to the redhead.

Chloe automatically rests her head on her wife's shoulder. They spend the morning reading the e-book and eating breakfast. All the while, Beca would rub Chloe's stomach absentmindedly from time to time.

After they finish breakfast, Beca puts the tray on the nightstand and kisses Chloe's shoulder. "How about I draw you a hot bath?"

"Okay."

"Sit tight." The DJ says as she gets up and walks into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, she yells from the bathroom, "Your bath is ready, wife!"

"Coming!" Chloe gets up from the bed and takes off her clothes. Then she ties up her hair in a messy bun before going into the bathroom. When she steps in, the brunette is already sitting in the bath tub with her hair tied up in a messy bun too, arms rested lazily on the edge of the tub. The redhead simply stares at her wife with amused look.

Beca tilts her head swiftly, smirking as she says, "Come in." She points her chin to the other end of her side. "Sit over there."

Chloe does as she's told. She sits on the other side, facing her wife with their legs tangled in the middle. As soon as she's sitting comfortably, Beca takes one of her feet and starts massaging it gently.

"Hmmm..." The redhead leans her head back onto the porcelain and closes her eyes. It's good that her wife has put a folded towel on it, so she can rest her head comfortably.

"How's the water?"

"Perfect temp."

The DJ presses her thumbs onto her wife's sole, and Chloe whimpers lightly.

"Feel good?" Beca asks.

"Better than good."

The brunette simply smiles and keeps working her hands on her wife's foot, making the redhead whimpering for feeling relaxed.

Then Chloe straightens up. She stares the brunette with her eyebrows furrowed, yet she's also smiling. This is something new and unexpected coming from her wife. For as long as they've known each other, Chloe thought that Beca has always been the receiving part for this kind of treatment. Even when the brunette was with Ashley, it seemed like the blonde was the wife. "I'm wondering..." She says. "No offense, Babe. But it seems to me, you're not a person who usually do this kind of thing. You know, spoiling someone this way. I thought you were the one who needed to be spoiled."

Beca looks at her wife, smirking as she says, "None taken."

"So, am I wrong to think that way about you?" The redhead teases.

"Could be." The DJ shrugs, eyes and hands fixed on massaging her wife's foot. "You can only speak from experience and what you see. What happened behind the closed door, it stayed behind the closed door."

"Hmmm..." Chloe purses her lips with her eyes narrowed, considering if she should ask her wife about something. After a couple of seconds, she takes a deep breath and asks, "Were you also like this with Ashley?"

With her head still facing down at the foot in her hands, Beca glances her eyes up at her wife and raises an eyebrow. She's confused of why so suddenly her wife wants to talk about Ashley.

"Just curious." The redhead shrugs. Certainly, it's her insecurity talking. Apparently, just like Ashley was insecure about Chloe's role in Beca's life, Chloe feels the same about the blonde.

Beca purses her lips in a way that shows she's not comfortable talking about her ex with her wife. Nevertheless, she doesn't want Chloe to think that talking about their past is forbidden. Therefore, with a tight-lipped smile, she raises her eyebrows up one time and looks back at Chloe's foot as she casually answers, "Yea."

"What you usually did for her?"

"Nothing I haven't done for you." The brunette says as casually as she can muster. "Preparing a hot bath when she had a bad day, making her a cup of hot milk when she was stressed the hell out of her mind and couldn't sleep, giving her massages, making breakfast for her sometimes, sending her favorite cakes to PLL set, singing for her, and even feeding her when she was sick. She did the same, and then some more."

"Hmmm..." Chloe nods absentmindedly. "I knew she was so old school. You know, preparing your meal and stuff. The southern kind of girl. Just never thought you'd do the same."

Beca chuckles and shakes her head. "Her preparing my meal isn't because she's traditional, wife. When we started hanging out, she saw how careless I was about my wellbeing, especially when I was working on something. So, she started doing stuff for me. You know, so I could live better. She did what she did to keep me in line. But it doesn't mean I just took her for granted. As much as I got, I gave back just the same. If not more. We're equal."

"Hmmm..." Chloe nods with somehow a bit of sad look. "She's so lucky. You know, being your first girlfriend and all. She got to be the first one who tasted the romantic Mitchell."

"Maybe." Beca pinches each of her wife's toes. "But the road to mold me into who I am now wasn't easy for her. After Barden and before Ashley, I was alone for a very long time. And I honestly forgot how to live my life not only with myself. Besides, if you think about it, it's not like we didn't have the same thing back in college, wife."

"We did?"

"Yea." The DJ nods, smiling softly at her wife. "Remember you always brought me food and coffee to the radio station because you knew I was so bad at taking care of myself?"

"Yea?"

"And remember I used to bring you your favorite milk, make you some mixes, leave you some sticky notes, let you have the last piece of my tiramisu, and... other stuff?"

"Yea?"

"It's the same, right? Just in a different scale. There are lines between treating a girl friend, and treating a girlfriend. But it's the same thing. More or less."

Upon finding out that she is the first one who got different treatment from the brunette, the light in Chloe's face comes back, and she's smiling ever so brightly. "So, I'm the lucky first one then?"

"You are." Beca confirms softly. "You're my first love nonetheless. And I plan to keep you as my last. You know, since you're a Mitchell now."

There must be a thousand of butterflies in Chloe's stomach, because she's feeling the most wonderful tingling sensation spreading from her chest to the tip of her fingers. Something about being reminded that she's the DJ's first and last love sure sweeps her off her feet. "I'm glad that I'm the first and the last one for you."

Beca simply smiles and keeps working her hands on the redhead's foot.

"I wonder how you, the snarky loner, started a relationship with a queen bee." The redhead says cheerfully. "I mean, both me and Ashley are queen bees, but you were a different person when you fell in love with her with the you now. Seems like I have a lot to thank her. I got the advantage of not doing the ground work. Ashley seems to lay a quite good base on you to become such a perfect lover."

Beca chuckles, "Maybe."

"How did it start anyway?" Chloe seems intrigued. "You weren't easy to deal with I bet, and I can vouch for that, you know, because it wasn't easy for me too back in college. So, how your relationship with her worked with... all of your quirks?"

After taking a deep breath, the DJ answers, "Yea. Like I said. Wasn't easy for her. More than often, because I was so stubborn and thickheaded, she had to do it with a blunt force."

"A blunt force?"

"U huh." Beca nods as she pushes her thumb and index finger up her wife's shin. "When Ashley and I just got to know each other for a couple of months, we would hang out at my place or her place, she'd do what she was doing, and I'd work on what I was working. I never set particular times for meal, and she caught my bad habit. So, she'd prepare the food and put it in front of me without saying anything. When I didn't start eating in ten minutes or so, she'd casually ask Do you need me to shove the food into your mouth too so you'd finally eat?-"

"She'd say that?" Chloe asks with her eyes wide. "It was kind of harsh, wasn't it?"

"Huh." The DJ tilts her head slightly, pursing her lips to think. Then she shrugs. "She's weird that way. But I kind of like it, you know, getting scold. It felt like she was still shy to show that she started to care about me. So, the next time she prepared my food, most of times, I'd eat it immediately."

Chloe chuckles and teases, "Who would've thought that the badass Beca Mitchell loves to be whipped?"

While rolling her eyes playfully, Beca laughs lightly, and then she says, "I guess I do. Better keep that a secret, wife. Anyway, after my second heart attack, every time I got my own food, she'd make sure I ate enough and I picked the healthy one. I tend to forget my meds, and she gave it to me after we ate together, and when we weren't together, she'd ask me to take a picture of my food, and remind me to take my meds afterwards. When I was sick, I didn't want to eat, so she forced me to eat by feeding me. And she always reminded me to work out regularly. Just like that, and our life together started."

"Hmmm..." Chloe simply listens while nodding her head absentmindedly.

Without thinking much about it, Beca easily continues, "Over times, I got used to it, and I became a spoiled ass. And it became her habit I guess, taking care of me."

"So, she became the southern kind of wife for you in the end." The redhead concludes.

"Again, it isn't about being a southern girl, wife." Beca says patiently. "From getting the spoiling treatment, I learnt to do the same to her. In my own way certainly."

Chloe grimaces apologetically and says, "I don't mean to despise her, Babe. But it's still a mystery to me a girl like Ashley could be so... domestic in a relationship. Not only that, I pegged her as a moderate."

Beca looks up at the redhead and smiles. Her mind is rolling its way back to a certain conversation she had with Ashley many years ago. Then she sighs contentedly as she looks back at Chloe's foot in her hands. "She's not domestic nor a traditional. That's what she claimed. She's a royalty, also her claim. She said that she wanted to be treated like a queen by me, and she could only ask to be treated as a queen, when she's also willing to treat me like a king. Always covering her kindness with self perseverance excuses that one."

Upon seeing the serene look on her wife's face, Chloe is taken by surprise, and she becomes tongue tied for a second.

"But I knew it back then." The DJ continues without noticing the look on her wife's face, hands are still working wonder on Chloe's foot. "She just wanted to show me how a relationship work. It's a two way street. It's about learning how to complement each other without being afraid of making mistakes. We learnt to be open about what we wanted or didn't want, we learnt to not make a fuss out of small stuff, some sorts of things."

With a tight lipped smile, Chloe says, "She's sweet."

A certain memory comes across the DJ's mind. With a light smile, she says, "Not always. She meant sweet, but her way of showing it more than often wasn't sweet at all. Like this one time. It was before my second heart attack, and I think it was on our... fourth or fifth date. It was the first time I tried to do something nice, and I bought her flowers. I stood in front of her door with a bouquet of roses in my hands; she smiled and said go get me some lilies, Mitchell. Then she closed the door in front of me."

"And you weren't discouraged?" Her wife asks in disbelief.

"Hmmm..." The DJ tilts her head slightly. "I was... taken aback. But I already knew how blunt she could be. Anyway, as confused as I was, I went to get her lilies. And when I came back, she thanked me without bringing up about the roses anymore. By not making a big deal out of it, she showed me that it was okay to make mistakes. As long as I was open to learn from it. So, when she made a mistake, I knew I could tell her about it, and she'd be okay with it."

"Oh..." Chloe nods and sighs deeply before she grimaces awkwardly. "Well, in my opinion, it was harsh, and not nice. I wouldn't have told you that way."

"It worked." The DJ points out with a tight lipped smile. "What would you do anyway?"

"I'd still take the roses." Chloe smiles. "And then I'd tell you, for future reference, my favorite flower is sunflower."

Beca chuckles, "Of course you would. Thankfully, the first time I bought you flowers, I already did my research. So, I didn't get it wrong. But it's the same. The point is, you'd tell me if I make a mistake. Just in different ways. Yours is sweeter obviously. Because it's you."

"Wouldn't you have preferred sweet than blunt if it's the same result?" The redhead asks cautiously.

"And jumping into someone's shower naked is less blunt how?" Beca retorts with a teasing tone.

"One time." Chloe pouts. "And I politely asked you to sing with me."

"Naked." The DJ points out playfully. "And I can vouch on a bible that you didn't ask me politely. You refused to leave if I wasn't gonna sing with you. It was a coercion in a way. You know, pushing someone by making them vulnerably singing naked in a shower stall."

"Babe..." Chloe drags her voice endearingly, still with the cute pouty lips.

Beca barks out a laughter.

"I just..." The redhead seems to be frustrated. "I don't get it. I mean, from what you've told me, she slapped you, she constantly yelled at you, even when you were in the hospital, the fight you had in London, and with the way she talked to you... it just seems a bit abusive for me. I know I did the same in the beginning of our relationship, but I wasn't in the right mind. Besides, when we just got to know each other, I I didn't do that kind of things that. And I could break your wall just fine without treating you harshly back in college."

"Well..." The DJ exhales deeply. "You need to put it into a context and see it as a whole thing. She slapped me once, but I was nearly dead from wrecking myself. And yes, she loved slapping my arm, and yelling at me was most likely her hobby, but it doesn't mean she didn't treat me with respect. She did it only when I was being stupid, or playfully. We can't just put the label abusive whenever there's any signs of abuse. There were a lot more in our relationship than that. And there were so many times that she pushed me subtly. Especially when a fundamental change was needed."

With an apologetic smile, the redhead says, "Maybe you're just... you didn't see it because you were in love with her."

The DJ smiles understandingly and says, "It's the other way around, Chlo. I fell for her because nobody has ever, ever treated me like she did. Remember what my therapist said about unexpected things intrigued me?"

"U huh?" Chloe responds with her eyebrows furrowed, but a light smile is creeping on her face. "You said that's why you fell in love with me in the first place. Because the way I treated you was unexpected."

With her head facing down and her eyes still fixed on her wife's feet, Beca nods and says, "It's the same with her. Apparently, I'm into ladies who could color outside of my lines. And her, well, she came into my life so unexpectedly, in an unexpected time, with an unexpected way. She..." A fond smile appears across her face. "She took my heart by surprise, Chlo. And she colored my life in a way that I had never imagined before."

"By treating you harshly?" Chloe grimaces uncomfortably. "Can you imagine me doing it to you when you were in the freshman year?"

Beca stops on her track to think. After huffing out a long steady breath, the DJ explains calmly, "Honestly, the two of you are so different in so many ways. But before we met again, the way Ashley understood me so easily reminded me of you sometimes. You're just a lot less blunt, and she could be so blunt sometimes when needed. You'd never yell at me no matter what, well, back in college anyway, you had never yelled at me, but she'd yell at me when I was being a stupid asshole. But both of you could break my wall in your own ways."

Chloe is still confused and at lost. "It brings us back to my previous question. Wouldn't you prefer less blunt than harsh?"

Beca looks at her wife and patiently explains, "I guess I could fall in love with you because you were being you, and I could fall in love with her because she was being her. And the two of you knew me at different times as a different person. I wasn't an addict back in college, and life wasn't as complicated as after I left. The way you two treated me, as different as it was, in a way, it suited myself at that time."

"How?" Chloe asks with puzzled look.

"Well... if back in college you had treated me like the way she did, you know, by slapping and yelling at me when we barely knew each other, I wouldn't have fallen in love with you. I would've thought that you were crazy. Well, crazier than someone who broke into my shower. And if Ashley had treated me like the way you did back in college, based on how more closed off I was after Barden and I was a junkie, I wouldn't have fallen in love with her. I would've scoffed and told her to fuck off. Timing."

"Hmmm..." The redhead nods absentmindedly. A huge part of her feels relieved for finding out that her wife appreciate her just the same as Ashley. "So, when she slapped you only in four months after knowing you..."

"It was a hard wake up call." The DJ says with a certain smile that Chloe can't tell what it means. "But I woke up, completely. Felt so alive after sleeping for a very long time. If she hadn't done that, who knows what I would've become right now. And if I didn't meet you back in college, I wouldn't be able to fall in love with anybody. Most likely. You taught me that I could actually fall in love, and she taught me that loving is worth the pain from overcoming my fear. Both of you make me a better person, Chlo. By being who you are. No need to compare yourself to her."

"Hmmm..." Chloe nods absentmindedly. After getting the explanation, she can understand better. She realizes how easily insecurities could cloud her judgment. "You're right. I guess I'm just overstating it. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The DJ says genuinely. "But may I know why are we talking about this, wife?"

Trying to play it cool, Chloe shrugs and says, "She's great, and I... there's a part of me that wonders what you think about both of us as your lover."

"Oh." The brunette stops on her track for a split second. Then she looks at her wife with unreadable expression. "How do you feel about my answer?"

"Hmmm..." The redhead purses her lips. Her wife praise them both just the same, and the reassurance about both her and Ashley have their own roles in Beca's life do give Chloe some relief. She feels lighter for having this conversation. Therefore, she smiles and genuinely says, "I think I should learn to get over my jealousy. Even after everything you had with her, you still came back to me. What's meant to be is meant to be. I'm glad we have this talk, Babe."

Beca smiles in relief. "I'm glad too."

"But how do you feel with me doing what she did to you now?" Chloe asks with a bit of worried look. "Are you okay with that?"

With a smile so fond, the DJ says, "Chloe... you're my wife. Of course I'm okay if you want to do it. But I'm not asking you to do the same just because we're married, or you're trying to prove yourself. I'm glad if you want to do that. But if you're not comfortable being a southern kind of wife, your words not mine, then it's fine by me too. I can take care of myself pretty good now, and I'm not gonna stop giving you a special treatment. Because you're my wife."

"I want to." The redhead beams so brightly. "And I'm happy doing it for you."

Still with the same melting smile, Beca nods and softly says, "Okay. Then you need to get used to the way I'm treating you. But you better not tell anybody about it. I'm sure you don't want any other vultures fighting over me, wife. I'm such a catch."

Chloe chuckles, "I'll keep it to myself. I don't ever want to share my wife with anybody else. Not even your fingernails."

Something about those words nags Beca just a little bit. It isn't because she thinks her wife is being clingy or possessive. It's because she knows that her heart isn't completely Chloe's yet. The smile on her face falters slightly, and she automatically looks down to hide it. Nevertheless, she says, "You won't." She busies herself by pressing her thumb and middle finger onto the crook behind Chloe's ankle. "I'm yours."

"Yep." The redhead pops the P. "And I will only share you with peanut."

At the mention of their baby, Beca looks up at Chloe again and smiles. "And the rest of the little redheads who will come after her."

Finding out that the brunette wants more for their little family flutters Chloe's heart, and it brings spark into her blue eyes. "And the rest of the hopefully little redheads who will come after her. We still don't know if our kids will have red hair, Baby."

"Oh they will, wife." Beca grins goofily and stands up. "Trust me on this. The Beale's force is gonna be strong in this one."

"Where are you going?"

"Scoot." The DJ says as she shuffles to sit behind her wife. Then she starts massaging Chloe's shoulders.

"Oh, God." Chloe moans and closes her eyes as she stirs her neck slightly. "I can really really live with this for the rest of my life."

Beca simply kisses the back of Chloe's shoulder.

A couple of seconds later, the redhead burps loudly. "Ooops..." and she giggles.

It makes the brunette chuckle lightly. "I guess we've reached that point now, huh wife? Only on our first day of marriage. Wow."

"Yep." Chloe pops the P. "You've married me. So, I'm not afraid of doing disgusting stuff in front of you anymore. You have to keep loving me anyway."

The DJ laughs lightly and says, "If I remember it right, Mrs. Mitchell, and I'm pretty sure that I do, you've farted and burped in front of me for thousands of times back in college. You know, when I still called you Miss Beale."

"U huh." The redhead nods, smiling cheerfully. "But it was before we met again. Ten years you were gone, and I needed some re-adjustment, Babe."

"And now you're re-adjusted?"

Beca's tone is playful, and Chloe grins proudly. "Yep. Soon enough, I'll start farting in front of you."

The DJ laughs even louder, and she actually farts from laughing. "Oops... I beat you to that."

"Geez, Babe..." Chloe scrunches her nose and waves her hand in front of her face. "It smells awful."

"Well, that's how adjusted I am with you, wife." The DJ tries to hold back her laughter. "Awfully adjusted, aren't I?"

"Hmph." Chloe pouts, and then she turns her head aside to kiss her wife's cheek over her shoulder. "I still love you. Even though your fart smells like garbage."

"You have to." The DJ smirks.

Then they remain silent. Just enjoying the moment. Chloe is massaging her wife's thighs gently while humming lightly to A Thousand Years.

On the other hand, the brunette is rubbing a loofah on the redhead's arms and stomach. However, Beca's mind walks down the memory lane. She remembers a specific moment at the beginning of her relationship with Ashley.

Short Flashback

The blonde wasn't shy to fart or burp in front of her, but the DJ was very careful not to do that kind of stuff in front of her not yet a girlfriend back then. It took her a while to do it. She just got out of the hospital after the second heart attack, and Ashley was staying with her almost all the time to take care of her. Obviously, she couldn't just run into the bathroom whenever she felt like farting or burping.

When she accidentally farted with Ashley around, the blonde stared at her with an unreadable look.

Beca's face was flushed in red, and she muttered shyly, "Sorry. Didn't mean to do it in front of you."

Contrary to what the DJ had expected, instead of making fun of her, Ashley was grinning from ear to ear. "Finally. I was waiting for this moment you know, where you'd feel comfortable enough to fart in front of me."

"Why?"

Ashley shrugged, "It means you've become more comfortable with me. Like I am with you."

"You farted on our second date." Beca pointed out with bored look. "And it was only around a month after our first meeting."

Ashley gasped over dramatically and exclaimed, "But you're easy to be comfortable with!"

"That mean you're not easy to be comfortable with?" The DJ smirked.

"Nu uh." The blonde smiled mischievously. "It's not my fault that it took you five months to feel comfy with me, slowpoke."

While rolling her eyes playfully, the brunette chuckled. "I'll fart more often around you then. Might as well find you every time I feel like farting. You know, just to show you how comfortable I am with you."

Ashley threw her head back and laughed whole heartily; the laughter that never failed to flutter Beca's heart since the first time they met, even until the years after.

"I never thought that the first day of our marriage would be so simple."

Chloe's soft voice pulls the brunette out of her daze. "Do you want something not simple?" She asks as she rubs the loofah on the redhead's chest from behind.

"No." Chloe leans her head back into the crook of Beca's neck. "This is perfect. Who'd say no to a free massage?"

Beca chuckles, "Good to know. Last night must have been tiring. The wedding, and then... you know, the marathon."

"You wore me out, Babe." The redhead teases. "I'm sore. It's crazy how many times you could go at one time."

"Oh, it was nothing, wife." The DJ says smugly. "I could've gone for more."

"You could?" Chloe asks comically.

"You have no idea about the perks of being a late bloomer." Beca says with a cocky tone. "My pent up sexual tension could power up LA for a long time. Deep down, I mean, down there, I'm still a horny teenager."

Chloe laughs and says, "Lucky me."

Then the brunette starts nipping the redhead's earlobe with her lips, making her wife moaning softly.

"I do know something we can do to make today more... interesting." The redhead says with husky voice.

"U huh?" The DJ whispers near her wife's ear.

The warm breaths on the sensitive area of her ear makes Chloe shiver.

Smut

Without saying anything, Chloe takes the brunette's left hand and leads it to her core. "Thanks for the massage and rubbing... I'm so wet already." She says in barely a whisper while spreading her legs.

"So?" Beca teases as she presses her middle finger onto the redhead's clit.

"Oh..." Chloe moans softly. Then she looks aside and cups Beca's cheek with one hand to make the brunette looking back at her. "You know what I want."

"Say it." The DJ hovers her lips over her wife's as she rubs Chloe's clit in a small circle with the tip of her finger.

With her eyes closed, Chloe swallows hard and breathes out, "You... in me... Fuck me, Babe. Please..."

Beca smirks and thrusts her middle finger into her wife's core.

"Oh, God..."

"Like this?" The brunette thrusts her finger gently in and out.

"U huh." Chloe breathes out as she takes the brunette's other hand and presses it onto her breast. "But... but harder..."

The brunette slips two fingers into the redhead's core, while her other hand kneads Chloe's breast. "How about this?"

Chloe's mouth is wide open, and the heavy ragged exhaling coming out of it is answer enough.

Then the DJ curls her fingers inside, and twirls them to touch the most sensitive spot in it while pressing her thumb onto the clit.

"Yes... Oh, yes... Like that, Baby..." Chloe reaches the back of Beca's neck with one hand from up front, gripping it tightly and grinds her hips, rhyming with Beca's movement.

Beca is watching, seeing closely how flushed Chloe is, listening to the sound of her breathing, feeling the melting warm breaths coming out of her lips on her own. She herself is breathing heavily. Even only by making her wife trembling under her touch, can send shiver down her spine. It makes her build the pace faster and harder.

Chloe moans repeatedly and loudly, grasping the back of her wife's neck even tighter. When the last hit shocks her, she becomes tensed for a second, and her breath hitched. In that second, she feels like there's an explosion in her chest, and she's shattered by pleasure. Then Beca pulls her fingers out, and she becomes relaxed.

Trying not to let her wife sliding down under water, the DJ wraps her arms around the redhead's stomach and kisses the back of her head gently.

When Chloe's breathing becomes even, she turns around and straddles the brunette's waist. She clasps her hands on the back of Beca's neck and says with husky voice, "I want more."

The brunette smirks and replies, "Right away." Then she moves her hands to Chloe's back, and starts drawing the tip of her fingers from the back of the redhead's neck, down to the butt cheeks.

That simple gesture sends electrical sensation down the redhead's spine, and she sips air through her teeth with her eyes closed.

On the other hand, the DJ is smiling, enjoying the look on Chloe's face. Then she leans forward to take Chloe's nipple into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck..." Shocked, the redhead throws her head back with her eyes closed. She's shivering, especially with her wife's fingertips caressing the curve on her side up and down, drawing closer and closer to her core each time they go downward.

Then Beca moves her lips to the other nipple, while her thumb is teasing Chloe's widened clit. She's licking, nipping, sucking, and even biting the redhead's hardened nipple gently.

Chloe is moaning softly, and then she holds herself up on her knees. Beca automatically moves one hand to the small on the redhead's back to hold her steady.

Wanting to feel more, the redhead cups her wife's cheeks dearly and leans downward to crash their lips into a searing kiss. Their tongues are battling for dominance, and no one seems like backing down until air becomes emergency.

Chloe parts their lips and rests her forehead onto Beca's. Her eyes are still closed, but her mouth is wide open to gasp some air raggedly. "Now, please..." She breathes out.

Beca thrusts two fingers into her wife, and Chloe grasps the back of her head even tighter.

"Yes..." The redhead moans, and when her wife adds another finger, she cries out, "Fuck, yes... oh yes, Baby..." With her lips chanting in raspy voice, she moves her hips and arches her back along with the brunette's rhyme.

There's a split second when Chloe opens her eyes, and she catches the view of Beca's tattoo on the left chest. She automatically presses herself onto her wife, and wraps the DJ's shoulders even tighter with her arms. It's her way to subconsciously avoid seeing that tattoo, trying to push it out of her mind.

Failing to notice that gesture, Beca nuzzles her face into the crook of her wife's neck and starts sucking on the pulse point. Still curling, twisting her fingers in and out of the redhead's core while teasing the clit with her thumb.

"Yes... Oh, oh, oh, oh fuck yes... Keep going, Babe... I-" Chloe swallows hard, still grinding her hips. "I'm coming..."

It's clear from the tightened core, Chloe is about to come again. Beca smirks and stops on her track.

"Babe!"

"Look at me."

Chloe rolls her slightly opened dilated eyes, but she complies. She pulls herself backward a little bit to look at her wife right in the eye. "Hurry... Make me come, Baby..." She pleads.

Upon seeing the hungry look on her wife's face, the DJ's eyes go dark. Then she nudges her fingers onto the spongy spot in Chloe's core, and pushes her thumb onto Chloe clit at the same time. She tries to keep her eyes open to see the spark coming out of Chloe when the shockwave hits.

Chloe jerks as she comes, moaning loudly, and then she collapses onto her wife breathlessly.

Liquid is pouring out of the redhead's core when Beca pulls out her fingers slowly. "Easy..." She whispers as she wraps her arms around her wife's back tightly. "You okay, wife?"

"I... I'm so dizzy, Babe." Chloe breathes out with her forehead rested on the brunette's collarbone, still trying to gasp some air into her lungs.

"We've been in here for too long." The DJ is worried now. "Combined with the sex and orgasms, your blood pressure must have dropped. Come on. Let's get you to bed."

Without saying anything, the redhead nods and lets her wife help her up. When Beca is drying her, Chloe just drops her chin onto her wife's shoulder and hugs her tightly because she's limping.

They're still damp, but the DJ wants to take her wife back into the bedroom as quickly as possible. She makes sure that the redhead drinks up a huge glass of water to keep her hydrated.

End of smut

When she's already wrapped in Beca's arms on the bed, Chloe mumbles, "I want to return the favor, Babe... But later. Promise."

Upon seeing how worn out the redhead is, Beca smiles understandingly and kisses her forehead. "It's okay. Just rest, wife."

With a contented smile, Chloe nuzzles her nose into the crook of her wife's neck.

Then Beca hums softly, lulling her wife into the slumber. Not even five minutes later, Chloe has already fallen asleep. Gently, the DJ pulls herself backward and looks at her wife's sleeping face.

Chloe's lips are slightly parted, and her chest is heaving steadily. Upon seeing how peaceful her wife's look, a fond smile appears on Beca's face. She has never seen this kind of glow coming from Chloe, and she has a feeling that she will never get tired of it. She takes her time to study the redhead's face all over; her pinkish lips, her rosy cheeks, her pointy nose, the damp short hair on her hairline, and the last, the scar on her forehead.

Gently, she runs her thumb on the scar, feeling the crook on that skin. She knows the scar came from an accident when Chloe was only two years old. The redhead tripped and fell onto a brick in front of her house.

With a light smile, Beca kisses Chloe all over the face, brushing her lips softly starting from the forehead, the eyelids, down to the cheeks and nose, and the lips. Then she untangles herself gently and puts on some clothes.

Beca is over the edge, and she needs to do something to let off the steam. Therefore, she decides to work out. For an hour and a half, she does some cardio combined with light weight lift in their home gym, and then she takes a shower.

Even then, Chloe is still sleeping soundly. However, the DJ isn't worried at all. Based on what they read this morning, a pregnant woman needs more sleep than usual because the body is still adjusting to the pregnancy.

In addition, Chloe has been working so hard in the last couple of months to prepare their wedding. With Beca's absence for staying at the hospital, combined with the tension to make everything as perfect as she wanted, she definitely deserves some rest.

Instead of bothering her wife, Beca goes downstairs to the living room. After making an appointment with Doctor Montgomery for the afternoon, she orders some delivery and starts looking for any series to watch. While waving her hand in front of the TV to find a decent show, her eyes catch Pretty Little Liars. She hesitates for a second, but she chooses it anyway.

Beca navigates to the latest season that she hasn't watched yet. Usually, this is something she would do with Ashley. Not this time obviously. The first episode almost comes to the end when the bell rings.

"Must be food." She pauses the show and goes to get the delivery. Then she goes to the kitchen to put Chloe's lunch into the microwave before going back into the living room. Her lunch for today is avocado chicken salad lettuce wraps, and she's having it while watching PLL.

During the second episode, there's one scene that takes her breath away; Hanna Marin laughing. She pauses it instantly and simply looks at Ashley's smiling face; the deep dimples on her cheeks, and the crinkles by the corner of her crescent moon eyes.

A light smile appears on the DJ's face, and she sighs contentedly. It's just a smile, but it still affects her in the same way as before. It's been a while, half a year actually, since she saw Ashley laughing. Therefore, she replays that particular scene over and over again.

Around ten minutes later, Chloe calls her from the bedroom upstairs. "Babe?!" Her voice is loud, but it sounds like she's still gathering her senses after waking up.

"Coming!" The DJ clears the watched history and goes to the kitchen to get Chloe's lunch. Then she walks upstairs to the bedroom with a tray of food in her hands.

When her wife comes in, Chloe is sitting on the bed, leaning on the headboards. She's still not wearing anything, but her waist down is covered under Beca's Bali sarong.

"Hey." Beca puts down the tray on the night stand near her wife and kisses Chloe chastely on the lips. "How's nap, wife?"

With a smile so bright, the redhead answers, "It was great."

"Good." Beca says as she gets on her side of the bed. "Now lunch, Mrs. Mitchell. Then we can go to the doctor. I've made an appointment for us at 04.00 PM."

"Okay."

Since Beca has already eaten, she lies on her side, holding up her head on her elbow and rubs her wife's stomach gently.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I've had lunch earlier." The DJ replies before landing a kiss on the side of Chloe's stomach.

Chloe simply smiles fondly. Then she continues eating and reading the e-book. Halfway through eating, she asks, "What did you do when I was sleeping?" When she doesn't get any responses, Chloe moves the iPad out of her sight to look at her wife.

Apparently, the brunette has fallen asleep. She is lying on her side with her head next to Chloe's stomach, and her hand on it.

It certainly warms the redhead's chest to see her wife is so protective to their baby. While sighing contentedly, she caresses Beca's head with the back of her hand, and then she finishes her food.

Once she's done, she pulls away gently from her wife, and then she takes another shower. As she walks out of the bathroom, only wrapped in a towel, she sees Beca's sleeping face. There's something in that look that tickles the area in between her legs. She drops the towel onto the floor immediately. Then she climbs onto the bed and lies on her side next to her wife.

Another smut

Chloe slips one hand onto Beca's back under the shirt, and starts rubbing it gently as she nibbles the brunette's earlobe in between her lips.

"Hmmm..." The DJ smiles, and then she mumbles. "Someone's asking for the second round."

With a devilish smirk, the redhead corrects, "Third round." She pushes Beca gently to lie on her back, and lies herself half on top of her. Then she cups Beca's cheek with one hand and kisses her on the lips. When she deepens the kiss, she feels one of Beca's hands on the back of her head, and the other one on the small of her back. She slips her tongue into the DJ's mouth, and starts unbuttoning her wife's shortpants at the same time.

Beca helps by kicking the pants off her feet while her left hand is already kneading Chloe's bare breast. They break the kiss just for a second so the brunette can pull out her shirt. Then the DJ crashes her lips onto her wife's again.

Chloe parts her lips, letting the DJ suck her bottom lip hungrily. Heat is starting to build up, and she can feel her core is already damp. After they break the kiss, she opens her eyes to look into her wife's dilated ones. Their faces are so close to each others, and they stare into each other's eyes.

With luscious look, Beca presses a thumb against Chloe's reddish swollen bottom lip and pulls it down gently.

The redhead just can't help herself. She nudges the tip of her nose onto the brunette's and takes the thumb into her mouth to suck it gently.

Beca's eyes roll back, and she grunts through her throat.

Still sucking the DJ's thumb in her mouth, the redhead trails her right hand downward and touches her wife's core.

Suddenly, the DJ feels like her head isn't as clouded as before. "Not so fast, Mrs. Mitchell." She says as she flips their positions swiftly.

"But I want to return the favor." Chloe pouts, caged with her wife's arms next to her own arms.

"After I give you the favor, then you can return it."

"But you have gi-"

Beca cuts her off by leaning downward to kiss her hungrily.

Without so much of resistance, the redhead returns the kiss just as eagerly, and grasps Beca's brown locks on the back of her head. Lips are bitten, teeth are clicking, tongues are swirling, and breaths are melting into one.

Then air comes between them, and Beca pulls downward, curving her back, hovering her lips, landing wet kisses down from the redhead's neck to the belly button. Her hair is let down, and it brushes her wife's soft skin along the way, making Chloe shivering from the ticklish electrical sensation.

When the brunette bites the skin above her belly button gently, Chloe moans softly, and she automatically opens up her legs even wider. When Beca's lips found their way to her labia, Chloe's breaths hitched, and she arches her back, asking for more.

The DJ smirks and parts her wife's labia gently with the tip of her tongue. Warm liquid melts onto her tongue instantly, and she loves the taste of it. She teases Chloe's core, flicking the tip of her tongue in a circle not too hard, just enough to hear Chloe whimper impatiently. Then she crawls back up and pushes her hair back. Gently, she thrusts her tongue into her wife's mouth with just a swift flick before she pulls it out. "You taste that?" She breathes out with her lips just millimeters away from the redhead's.

Even though she's a bit light headed from the blood rush, the redhead can feel it, a slightly salty taste in her mouth. With her eyes slightly opened, she nods. "U huh."

"It's yours." Beca teases with husky voice. "You're so wet already, wife."

Chloe bites her bottom lip seductively and says with raspy voice that could bring any men down to their knees, "I'm always wet around you."

Upon hearing the redhead's sensual voice, the DJ lets out a loud growl from her throat. She aligns their clits and starts grinding her hips.

Chloe automatically wraps her legs around the brunette's waist and shifts her hips, rhyming with her wife's. Then she pulls Beca's head downward to kiss her fiercely.

Beca is overwhelmed with desire. Therefore, even though her arms are sore from holding herself up, nothing can stop her from getting higher and higher for having the redhead writhing under her.

Trying to get some air, Chloe parts their lips, but she keeps their faces close, hands on the brunette's cheeks. Both are breathing heavily, raggedly. Every sip of air Chloe takes, inhaling their melted warm breath, it is suffocating, but she just can't get enough of it. She can feel it down there, both of them are so wet and slick.

Chloe is distracted by Beca's hair that gets into her eyes. Therefore, she wraps and moves the wavy brown locks to her wife's back. Through her slightly opened eyes, Chloe can see Beca's face more clearly now. It's just a split second, but the view comes to redhead in a slow motion. She can tell that desire is flaring up in her wife, and she loves that look before her eyes.

The brunette's eyes are closed, and her mouth is wide open. Harsh damp loud breathing is coming out of the DJ's lips.

As Beca grinds her hips even harder, the redhead closes her eyes and moans loudly. "Fuck... Oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Then the wave hits them both like a lightning strike. For a second, it feels like the earth stops spinning. A second later, the redhead releases her wife, and Beca pushes herself to lie next to her. The DJ doesn't want to lie on Chloe, because she's afraid of putting too much pressure on her stomach.

"You were..." Beca says through ragged breaths. "I- I thought my heart was... was gonna give up on me."

Still trying to steady her breathing, Chloe simply chuckles. She turns her head to look at her wife. Ever since Beca surrendered completely, Chloe has never missed to look at her face after orgasm. Knowing that her wife is satisfied, makes her warm in the chest. When her breaths become even, she flips on her side and takes Beca's nipple into her mouth so suddenly.

"Shit!" The DJ curses under her breath as she lifts her chin up.

Chloe smirks onto the brunette's breast. Her lips are sucking Beca's left nipple, and she uses one hand to nibble the other nipple.

Beca exhales harshly and runs her fingers through her wife's hair to grasp it gently.

Satisfied with the brunette's breasts, Chloe starts peppering wet kisses all over her stomach, making her trembling.

As Chloe pulls herself backward to put her crotch onto Beca's thigh, she wraps and moves her hair onto her right shoulder. She can see that her wife is looking at her with dark eyes, and she bites her bottom lip seductively.

A loud grunt coming from the DJ's throat shows that she has become impatient. Seeing the redhead sitting on her, glowing all over the sweaty skin, with perky breasts so challenging, it certainly evokes the beast in Beca's stomach. There's something she really needs Chloe to do, but she just can't say it out loud. She flexes her neck with such a tension to hold herself back.

Beca is breathing heavily with her mouth wide open. She wants it so badly to feel Chloe's teeth and fingernails on her skin, digging, raking, and scraping their way on her back, her shoulders, her jaw, her lips, the curve on her side. The words are on the tip of her tongue, but she has always been bad with conveying what she wants in sex directly.

Nevertheless, Chloe can see that her wife is hungrily waiting for her. Still with her bottom lip in between her teeth, she draws two fingers from her wife's belly button, down to the core very slowly. She loves seeing how vulnerable Beca is when they're making love. Then she splits the brunette's labia with her index finger, pressing the clit with just the tip of her finger, and then trails further down to the wet core. However, she doesn't thrust them in yet. Instead, she teases the outer area of the core with the tip of her fingers.

"Jesus, Chlo!" The DJ snaps impatiently with hoarse voice. "The fuck are you waiting for?"

With a winning smirk, Chloe thrust her fingers into her wife, and starts grinding her hips, rubbing her clit against the brunette's thigh at the same time.

"Fuck!" Beca arches her back and grasps her own hair tightly. All of her other needs are pushed to the back of her mind, and she just lets herself drown in pleasure.

Chloe builds the pace faster and harder.

Wanting to feel more, the DJ pushes herself up with her right elbow, and reaches the back of Chloe's head with her left hand. Then she pulls the redhead downward a bit harshly to crash their lips.

"Mmph." Chloe muffles against her wife's lips. She's nearly coming, and she can feel how tightened Beca's pulsing core is. Therefore, she twirls her fingers into Beca harder and faster, trying to make them come together again.

A loud growl roars from the brunette's throat.

They hit the highest wave together. In that short moment, Chloe can feel it; her wife is shuddering. She herself collapses onto the brunette breathlessly. Then she slows down her fingers before pulling them out of her wife's core.

End of smut

Although she's still breathing heavily, remembering the prior love making, Beca leans her head upward to kiss the top of Chloe's head. "You okay, wife?" She asks worriedly.

"U huh."

The DJ drops her head back, exhaling in relief. Both of them are still trying to catch some breaths, and Beca absentmindedly rubs her wife's back gently up and down.

After her breathing is steady, Chloe moves to lie beside her wife, and Beca automatically scoots downward to kiss her stomach. "Be okay in there, peanut."

With her eyes closed, Chloe chuckles and caresses Beca's head, running her fingers through the brown locks.

Then Beca scoots upward again to lie on her side next to her wife, head held up on her elbow. Smiling lightly, she brushes the damp hair off Chloe's face and rests her hand on Chloe's stomach. She takes her time to look at her wife's flushed face.

The redhead's skin is glowing from the sweat, her bright red hair is messy, sprawled on her sweaty cheeks, forehead, and neck, and her lips are swollen. Her eyes are still closed, and her chest is heaving in a steady rhythm.

Seeing that look fills Beca's chest with warmth. With a contented smile, she kisses her wife's temple and mumbles, "I love you."

Chloe turns on her side, smiling ever so fondly when she replies, "I love you too, Babe."

Then they just lie in a comfortable silent while looking into each other's eyes. The redhead's hand is on the DJ's jaw, caressing her cheek with a thumb. Meanwhile, Beca is drawing her thumb on the side of Chloe's stomach. They are smiling at each other so fondly, savoring the moment of having one another closely.

No other words can describe Chloe's feeling but serene right now. Especially with the way her wife is looking at her. She's curious, because she has never seen that fond look coming from her wife before they the night before they got married. Eventually, after five minutes or so, she breaks the silence. "What?"

"What?"

With her cheeks flushed and a beaming smile, the redhead mutters, "The way you're looking at me, I think I can melt into a goo."

Beca chuckles, "I'm just amazed with the glowing look coming from my pregnant wife. We were sabbatical for two months, and I noticed this look when we made love after I found out about the pregnancy. It's not like you're not glowing before, because you're always beaming sunshine, but... it feels different."

With a contented smile, Chloe whispers, "I thought I couldn't love you more. But I was wrong. You made me fall even deeper every single day, Becs."

The smile on Beca's face becomes wider and fonder, and she leans forward to kiss her wife's forehead gently. "I feel the same." She softly says.

Suddenly, the look on the redhead's face changes. There's a hint of caution coming from her when she calls, "Babe?"

"Hm?"

"How come you never let me do you the favor first?"

Beca becomes tensed for a second, and then she glances her eyes away before she deflects, "Really?"

"U huh." Chloe responds with her lips slightly pursed, looking a bit confused and curious. "I realized it just before we made love this time. I mean, when we were still dating, I thought it was because you weren't ready to let me do the favor. But now..."

Trying yet failing to put up a casual manner, the DJ ends up grimacing awkwardly as she says, "Must be a coincidence. Never really keep a track."

"Coincidence?" Chloe asks with her eyebrows furrowed. "You didn't let me just now."

Beca can't even look at her wife when she mutters, "I don't know. It just happened." She steals a quick glance, and when Chloe just keeps staring at her with puzzled curious look, she tries to pull away and says, "Let's go get ready. We have an appointment."

However, the redhead pulls her back, cupping her cheek with one hand so she can look at her directly. "We're not done talking about this." She softly says, but she's obviously concerned, looking from her slightly wrinkled forehead. "We're gonna put a pin on it, and we'll talk about it again later."

Knowing that sooner or later it will be brought up, the DJ sighs heavily and mutters, "Fine."

"Okay." Chloe smiles and kisses her wife chastely on the lips before getting up from the bed.

At The Clinic

"I think I'm pregnant, doc." Chloe says with a beaming smile. "I've tested it repeatedly, and it was all positive."

"Alright." Doctor Montgomery smiles. "Let's do an ultrasound to confirm."

With a comical surprised look, Beca says, "But based on what we read, the fetus couldn't be seen at least until week six, and it'd be better to look at it in week eight."

"Yes." The doctor says. "But we can see if there's a sac in Chloe's uterus with a transvaginal ultrasound."

"A what?" Chloe asks.

"Come here." Doctor Montgomery gestures her hand to the bed.

Chloe lies on the bed, and the DJ stands right next to her to hold her hand.

"This will be a bit cold." The doctor says before she pours out some kind of liquid on Chloe's stomach.

"Yea, it's cold." Chloe cringes. "I've done this before, but it still gives me chill."

"Okay." The doctor says. "Your bladder is only a quarter full. I need you to drink a lot of water to make it full. Then we can do the procedure in thirty minutes or so, and I will explain to you what a sac is."

"Why the bladder has to be full?" Beca asks.

"Well, transvaginal ultrasound is a procedure to check the reproduction organ." The doctor explains patiently. "I will have to insert a probe into Chloe's vagina, and then we can see the image on the monitor. To get a clear image of uterus in a pregnant woman, the bladder has to be full."

"Oh." The DJ nods absentmindedly. "Since it's still in thirty minutes or so, should we wait in the cafeteria?"

"No, it's not necessary." Doctor Montgomery smiles. "You're my last appointment for today. Now Beca, why don't you go get Chloe two bottles of water?"

"Right away." Beca says before she walks out of the examination room.

As Chloe sits back up, the doctor sees the wedding ring on her finger and says, "Congratulations are in order."

After her eyes catch the item Doctor Montgomery is looking at, the redhead smiles and says, "We just got married yesterday."

"Glad to hear that." The doctor smiles warmly. "Congratulations."

"Thank you." The redhead says, but then she smiles apologetically. "And please keep it a secret. We haven't announce anything to the public yet. With my wife's job and all..."

With a calming smile, Doctor Montgomery says, "Don't worry. Doctor patient confidentiality. Now, let me draw some blood."

Chloe simply nods and stretches her arm to the doctor. Then a nurse comes in to take the blood sample.

"Please make it fast, Grace." Doctor Montgomery commands softly.

"Of course, doc. Half an hour tops." The nurse replies before walking out of the room.

Then the doctor and Chloe go back to sit around the desk. Around two minutes later, Beca comes back into the room and takes a seat next to her wife before handing the bottles. Chloe drinks it immediately. Two bottles of water are gone in an instant.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Mitchell." Doctor Montgomery says to the brunette.

"For?"

"For the wedding." The doctor smiles.

"Oh." The DJ rubs the back of her neck shyly. "Thanks."

"Aw..." The redhead coos. "She's blushing."

While the doctor is chuckling lightly, Beca mutters with her cheeks a bit flushed, "Shut up."

Then Chloe tells the doctor about the wedding ceremony. Beca simply looks at her excited wife from aside with a light smile on her face. She really enjoys looking at her pregnant wife. There's something that pulls her in; a kind of joy that she has never felt before.

Doctor Montgomery sees that look, and she says to Chloe, "Seems like this one is hooked deeply into you."

Chloe chuckles and turns to look at her wife fondly. "She is. I got her wrapped in between my fingers since college."

"Nu uh." Beca smirks. "She just lied, doc. It's the other way around. She couldn't have enough of my snarky badass personality."

The doctor simply chuckles, and Chloe just can't help herself but kissing the brunette on the lips chastely.

Suddenly, the nurse named Grace comes back and hands the result to Doctor Montgomery.

"Thanks, Grace." The Doctor says.

"You're welcome, doc." Grace says before walking out of the room.

After reading the result, Doctor Montgomery says, "Based on the bloodwork, you're very pregnant, Chloe." She smiles at the couple. "Congratulations."

Even though it's not news anymore, Chloe squeals joyfully and hugs her wife tightly from aside. It's like fireworks is bursting in her chest, and she just can't hold it to herself.

Meanwhile, Beca just chuckles lightly upon seeing how excited her wife is. She herself is overjoyed with the confirmation.

Then the redhead breaks the hug, and cringes. "I think my bladder is full."

"Okay. Let's check it again." The doctor stands up. Then they do the same procedure as before, and she says, "It's full. You can change into a robe back there." She points a door behind the bed.

Chloe simply nods and goes to change. Then she walks back in and lies on the bed again.

"Put your legs up." The doctor says while preparing the device. "I will insert this probe into your vagina, and it's going to be a bit uncomfortable."

"Okay." Chloe takes a deep breath and looks at her wife.

Without saying anything, Beca simply takes Chloe's hand into hers and gives her a reassuring nod.

Then the doctor thrusts the probe into Chloe gently.

The redhead cringes a bit, but she doesn't complain.

Beca herself is a bit nervous. She's staring at the monitor, pressing her lips tightly with her eyebrows furrowed.

"Alright, the device is in." The doctor says while looking for something on the monitor, and then she points at it. "You see that black circle?"

"Yea?" Beca responds.

"That, is called a gestational sac." Doctor Montgomery says. "It's a cavity where you're fetus will grow."

Beca grins while staring at the monitor. She's looking at just a tiny dark spot in Chloe's uterus, but it's more than enough to fill her chest with warmth that glistens her eyes.

"Babe..." The redhead calls with shaky voice and her eyes teary, attention fixed on the monitor. "That's our peanut."

Still with a huge grin on her face and her wife's hand in hers, the DJ turns to look at Chloe and caresses her head gently. Then she looks back at the monitor again while asking, "Can we have the picture, doc?"

"Of course." Doctor Montgomery presses a button on the machine. "I'll give one to each of you."

"Thanks." Beca replies before kissing her wife's forehead.

"Now I'm going to pull the probe out." The doctor says, and then she pulls the device gently out of Chloe's vagina.

After that, Chloe goes to change back into her clothes before going to the bathroom.

On the other hand, Beca goes to sit in front of the doctor's desk again.

"Here." The doctor hands the pictures to Beca.

Beca looks at the picture, grinning from ear to ear while staring at just a tiny dark spot in that picture. "How far is my wife, doc?"

"Three weeks and five days supposedly."

"Thanks." The brunette takes a marker from the desk and writes Peanut Munchkin Mitchell: 3 weeks and 5 days on the back of the picture. Then she takes out her wallet from her messenger bag, and puts the picture of her soon to be baby over the picture of her and Ashley. As Chloe walks out of the changing room, the DJ puts her wallet back into her bag.

"Have you got the pictures yet?" Chloe asks while sitting down next to her wife.

"Yep." Beca hands the reminding picture to her wife. "Here's yours."

Chloe looks at it, smiling ever so fondly as she asks, "Where's yours?"

"I've kept mine in the safest place."

With a smile so bright, the redhead looks at her wife and says, "I'm so happy, Babe."

"Me too." The DJ says before she kisses her wife's forehead.

It's not unusual for the doctor to see any couples seem to be so happy for finding out about the pregnancy. She simply smiles and says, "I just told Beca that you're supposedly three weeks and five days into pregnancy."

Chloe starts counting in her mind and says, "It means the due date will be..."

"If it's in a full term, then you'll be in labor around late January next year." Doctor Montgomery says.

"I can't wait!" Chloe shrieks.

Doctor Montgomery chuckles and says, "You better wait. I will prescribe you with some vitamins, and from now on, you'll consume milk for pregnancy every day. Eat healthily, and exercise only for necessity. And please be extra careful for the next couple of weeks. Week four and five is a very important phase. If you notice some spotting, don't be alarmed. It's pretty common. But you have to come in to check it out. Just try to relax as much as you can."

Chloe simply nods excitedly. "We'll be having a meditation retreat. So, I think I'll be more than relaxed in the next few weeks."

"Good idea." The doctors says. "If nothing alarming happens, you need to come back in week eight, and we can do another ultrasound."

"Okay." Beca stands up and shakes Doctor Montgomery's hand. "Thanks, doc."

"You're welcome."

Chloe walks to the doctor and hugs her tightly.

"Oh. A hugger." The doctor smiles awkwardly.

"Thank you, Doctor Montgomery." Chloe says.

"You're welcome, Chloe." The doctor pats Chloe's back gently. "And you two can start calling me Addison. We'll be seeing each other a lot in the next nine months. At least once in a month."

"Okay." Chloe nods excitedly.

"Uh, Doc." Beca says. "About the meditation retreat, do you think it's safe for my pregnant wife to fly in a chopper for a couple of hours?"

"As long as the flight is smooth, it's safe." The Doctor says. "Just ask the pilot to make it a bump less flight, and she should be fine."

Beca smiles in relief and says, "Thanks."

Then the couple walk out of the room.

In the car, Beca just keeps holding Chloe's hand. Their fingers are laced tightly on her thigh. When they're at the red light, she will kiss the back of Chloe's hand gently. Nothing can seem to bring her down one of these days. She is beyond happy, and she intends to keep it that way.

"I can't wait to tell our sisters about it." The redhead says excitedly.

"We can tell them today if you want. They're at Stacie's right?"

"Really?!" Chloe exclaims.

"Yea." The DJ nods with her eyes fixed on the road. "I've told my friends anyway, including Emily."

The light in Chloe's eyes dims a bit when she asks, "You did? When?"

Even though she's not looking at the redhead, Beca can feel a bit change of tone in her voice. She smiles apologetically and says, "Right before our wedding."

"But you told me not to tell our friends." Chloe states with her eyebrows furrowed.

"No." Beca says calmly. "I told you not to tell our sisters. Not our friends."

"What's the difference?" The redhead asks. She's a bit upset, but more confused. "The Bellas are our sisters, and our friends."

"It's totally different, Chlo." The DJ says matter-of-factly, but still with a calm tone. "Besides, it doesn't matter anymore. We're going to tell them today anyway."

Chloe sighs deeply. She knows that her wife is not comfortable with the Bellas. Considering if she should ask, the redhead bites her bottom lip and glances at the brunette nervously. They're having a really good day, and she just doesn't want to ruin it out of curiosity. However, her love to her sisters trumps her own convenience. She knows that she still has to go smoothly though. After two minutes or so, she takes a deep breath and says, "Babe, I want to ask you something. But promise you won't get upset about it."

"Sure."

Before she talks, the redhead squeezes her wife's hand gently. "I don't know why, but I have a feeling that you're still not comfortable around our sisters." She softly says. "I mean, you didn't go to their tables last night, not until Flo called you, and you didn't even stay long. Is it because they helped me planning our wedding without asking you? You know that it's on me, right?"

Beca takes a quick glance at her wife and huffs out a long steady breath. "No, it's not because of the wedding plan. I just... I don't know. Maybe because I'm not used to hang out with them anymore. You know, ten years is a very long time, and in that time, I found... well, I found people who could make me feel more comfortable."

"But Babe..." Chloe drags her voice dearly. "We're the Bellas. We're family and sisters for life."

"Maybe that's the problem." The DJ mutters.

"What do you mean?"

Beca shrugs, "When the Bellas say family, sometimes... they make you do things you're not comfortable with. Just because, you know, because you're family. In the Bellas, it's like... the word sisters and family have become some kind of magic words. When it's said, you have no other option but to... go with it. Or you'd not be considered as a sister anymore."

With puzzled look, the redhead says, "I still don't get it. If it's not about the wedding plan, what do you mean by they make you do things you're not uncomfortable with?"

"It's just..." The DJ raises her shoulders and shakes her head. She can't say anything else without telling Chloe the truth. Therefore, she sighs heavily and deflects, "Last night... I was just... well, you know, I'm closer to Harvey, Donna, Patrick, and Troian now. They are the people, my people, my family after Barden. I've known them even longer than the time I spent with the Bellas. With my friends... the bond is different. They understand me in a way that none of you can. Except for Emily. Maybe because she's friends with my friends too. And... well, you hang out with the people who get you, Chlo. Right?"

Although she still doesn't completely understand, Chloe doesn't want to push. As much as she disagrees, she knows that some of Beca's reasons make sense. Therefore, she kisses her wife's hand and softly says, "Then start again. Bond with them again. With us; the Bellas. Like it or not, we're family. And family stick together. They love you, Baby. Even after you left more than ten years ago, all of them welcomed you back without any hesitation or rejection. Whatever it is that made you uncomfortable with them, promise me you'll talk to them about it. I'm sure they'll understand."

It's proven the otherwise so far no matter what she's said and done. Nevertheless, Beca smiles and says, "I will talk to them. Promise."

Chloe smiles in relief and kisses her wife's cheek. Then she softly says, "I love you, and I love our sisters. I just want all of us to get along. Now more than ever that we're married and I'm pregnant."

With an understanding smile, the DJ nods. "Okay. And I love you too, wife." Then she remembers something. "Oh, hey. Are you still going to work tomorrow?"

"Of course." The redhead replies. "I have to give my unpaid leave notification for our honeymoon, remember?"

"Chlo..." Beca says softly, yet the worry in her voice is showing. "What if you uh... stop working? You know that you don't have to work anymore. I earn more than enough for both of us. That way, you'll not be too tired, and we can keep peanut safe."

Chloe chuckles, "Baby, working won't harm our peanut. Besides, I love teaching, and I love my students. I want to keep working, even though my wife practically holds the world in her hands."

Beca scoffs, "I don't hold the world in my hands. I just... well, you heard what Doctor Montgomery said, wife. You need to relax. You can stay at home and just-"

"Be your trophy wife?" The redhead teases. All of her worries vanish just from having her wife so concerned about the pregnancy.

While rolling her eyes in mocked annoyance, the DJ says, "I didn't say that. I just think that if you work less, you can pay more attention to your pregnancy. You'll be less distressed, and more relaxed. It'll be good for both you and peanut. So, maybe you should stop working. At least until peanut is born."

"It's not necessary true, Becs." Chloe coos. "Working will make me feel better. I'll be bored to death if I don't work. And being active is actually good for pregnancy. With the right proportions."

Truth to be told, Beca knows that working will certainly be good for her wife. She has learnt one thing or two about pregnancy, because she stayed at Harvey's when Donna was pregnant with Stefan. She's being unreasonable because she's worried about the pregnancy. Nevertheless, she knows that being unreasonable is still being unreasonable. Therefore, she sighs in defeat and puts on a light smile. "Fine. But promise me that you'll be extra careful."

With her chest so warm from a thousand of butterflies, Chloe chuckles and says, "Promise, my overprotective wife."

"I'm not overprotective." The DJ says with a defensive tone and her cheeks a bit flushed. "I'm just... you know, extra cautious. My wife is pregnant, and I want her and my baby to be safe."

"I know." The redhead grins from ear to ear, and then she kisses Beca's cheek again. "You're too adorable."

"No way." Beca says smugly. "I'm a badass."

"Sure." Chloe pinches her wife's cheek playfully. "Whatever you say, my adorably badass overprotective wife."

"Chloe!" The brunette exclaims in mocked annoyance, and it only makes her wife laugh even louder.

When they stop at the pharmacy, Beca goes to the florist nearby to get her wife a bouquet of flowers.

Chloe is still waiting in the line when her wife comes back with her favorite sunflowers.

"Here." The DJ hands her wife the said item.

With a smile so bright, the redhead asks, "What's this for?"

Beca stares at her wife fondly and says, "We just found out that you're pregnant officially. And it calls for an official celebration. Besides, I'm trying to be the most romantic partner you said I'd always be."

"Aw..." Chloe kisses her wife's lips chastely. "You are so, so charming, Baby Boo. But you don't have to do this just to show me that you're romantic. You've covered that bases beyond a boquet of flowers."

Beca shrugs, "Well, just wanted to show in the way I could that I love you."

"I know you love me, Becs." Chloe looks at her wife fondly. "That's why we're married. I will never doubt that. And I love you too."

Without saying anything, the DJ simply smiles lightly and laces their fingers.

At Stacie's Place

Other than the newlyweds, the rest of the Bellas are at Stacie's place. They'll be having dinner together while planning the album they're going to make. Essentially, Beca and Chloe are also supposed to be there. However, they want to give their just married sisters some space to enjoy their fresh new marriage.

What they don't know is, Beca and Chloe are on their way there. In fact, the couple are already at the front door, and Chloe is opening it with her key. The Bellas don't hear the couple walking in because they're too busy talking.

"Hey, Hunter." Fat Amy says. "Beca's best man, what's his name again?"

"Harvey?"

By the mention of Harvey's name, Beca holds her wife back in the hallway near the living room, an she signals her wife to remain quiet. Chloe is confused, but she complies.

"He's cute." Fat Amy wiggles her eyebrows playfully.

Stacie rolls her eyes and says, "You're married. And so is he."

"If I'm not married, I'll be eating him like cheesecakes." Fat Amy says with seductive voice and her eyes narrowed.

"Ew..." Emily scrunches her face.

"He's our enemy, Fat Amy." Aubrey warns in annoyance.

"What?" Fat Amy seems confused. "What enemy? We have one?"

"He's on the dark side." Aubrey says coldly. "Along with Beca's other friends."

"I don't get it." Flo says. "What is wrong with them? I don't like Beca's friends. Especially the man who interrupted Aubrey last night. He wasn't nice. Who he thought he was?"

"Aubrey wasn't nice either in her toast." Emily reminds them.

"I was joking, okay?" Aubrey retorts defensively.

"Really?" The youngest Bella shots back with an accusing look. "So, it didn't have anything to do with your termination?"

"They fired you?" Flo is shocked, and she's not the only one.

Aubrey puts on the most casual look she can muster and says, "I was going to quit anyway. I don't like working for the people who despise us. You should've heard what they said about all of us. They were-"

"I think we better spare our sisters the details." Stacie cuts her wife off.

"What did they say about us?" Jessica asks with her eyes narrowed, and Ashley supports, "We want to know."

When Aubrey wants to explain, Stacie hurriedly says, "The point is, they don't like us for the way we treated Beca. You know, planning her wedding without asking her opinion and... everything else."

"But why did they fire you?" CR asks in confusion.

"She represented Chloe as a client." Emily explains. "It's against the company policies about representing someone against LC's clients."

Aubrey scoffs, "That's what they said. The truth is, that was their ploy to break Chloe. It was their way to separate us, Chloe, from Beca. To protect Beca of course. By firing me. It's a good thing Chloe and I didn't fall to their trap."

"What?"

Other than Emily and Stacie who have heard the whole story, the rest of the Bellas are upset.

"Really?" Fat Amy asks with dumbfounded look. "They did that?"

"I just work at LC, but Harvey seems to be a fair guy to me." CR has a bit of doubt. "I mean, would he and Donna have hired me if he didn't want us to be around Beca?"

"And I worked at LC too." Stacie tries to put out the fire. "Got no problems so far with the HQ."

"But I am the closest one to Chloe." Aubrey points out. "They knew that hurting me would certainly hurt Chloe. They must had hoped that Chloe would have backed out from the wedding. Even though Chloe didn't do as they'd hoped, but they wanted us to see what they're capable of if we try to straighten their beloved pupil."

"For God's sake." Flo huffs in annoyance. "They should be thankful; we didn't do anything at all for the fact that they hid Beca for a long time. And we welcomed Beca back into our group after everything she did to us. Especially to Chloe."

"Seems like Beca is acting like a child telling her parents that she's being bullied." Lily whispers.

"They don't even know us, and they didn't even introduce themselves to us." Jessica says in annoyance, and her wife adds, "Besides, we're Beca's and Chloe's family. We're their sisters. We just wanted what's best for them."

"Well, you didn't introduce yourselves either." Emily states matter-of-factly. "And they did what they did for the very same reasons. Aside from the obvious rules breaking part for Aubrey's termination."

"How could we when they didn't even come to our tables?" Flo retorts, and she sounds more upset. "They could've tried to get to know us."

"Did you?" Emily asks with convincing look. "Try? And for the record, for them, they are Beca's family. They've been in Beca's life longer than any of us."

"But we're in a sisterhood." Lily whispers. "We're bound to be a family for this life and the afterlife. They should've known that by now."

"Have you?" Emily asks with the same confirming tone. "Known and accepted that Pop actually has friends and family other than the Bellas?"

"I don't like them." Flo concludes in annoyance. "They seemed like assholes. Acting so exclusive and all. I don't understand why Beca could be friends with them."

Emily shrugs and nonchalantly says, "Well, they don't like you either. And from the way you were expecting them to come to your table, you acted just as exclusively. So, I guess it's even."

"Why are you defending them?" Jessica raises her voice at the youngest Bella.

"We're your sisters." Ashley adds. "You should be on our side."

"It's no use at all talking some sense into Emily." Aubrey says coldly with her arms crossed on her chest. "Last night, she even sat with them; not us."

Emily scoffs, "At least all I did was picking a seat, and not picking a side."

The rest of her sisters become silent from the statement. It got them thinking. It's right that their seats indirectly shows on whose side they're on, and last night, none of them took a seat on Beca's side.

All along, CR and Stacie remain silent. They don't actually know what to say about the matter. Since both of them work for Lucifer Corps, they did spend a little time talking with the couple who manage the company, and surprisingly, the conversation went well. However, a part of them felt disappointed because Beca didn't introduce her new friends to the other Bellas. For them, it was supposed to be her responsibility. However, they also knew Beca's feeling to the Bellas since they reunited. Therefore, they couldn't really blame the DJ either for resenting them.

Meanwhile, Beca and Chloe are listening in the hallway. The redhead gives her wife an apologetic smile, while the DJ herself simply stares at her wife with a smile that says told you.

"Come on." Chloe whispers softly. "You can talk to them right now to clear the air. Our sisters are upset, and it's reasonable."

Beca simply puts on an obvious fake grin and nods. Then the two of them walk into the living room.

Their sisters seem to be stunned. They're surprised that the couple are here. Obviously, the couple have been listening all along judging from the not so subtle fake grin on Beca's face, and a soft warning glare coming from Chloe.

"Aca-awkward..." Fat Amy mutters with her eyes wide.

"Hey..." CR breaks the silence awkwardly. "The lovebird is here."

Trying to melt the tension more, Stacie teases, "How was last night, Chloe?"

"Amazing." Chloe suddenly beams so brightly, and her sisters laugh lightly.

"I'll go prepare some dinner." Aubrey says. She's not afraid of Beca, but she doesn't like to be around the DJ right now.

"I'll help you." Chloe says, and then she looks at her wife to mouth, "Talk to them."

Beca rolls her eyes in half-annoyance but nods. Then she sits down next to Emily.

Seeming a bit apologetic, Flo says, "We're sorry, Beca. We didn't mean-"

"Yea, you did." The DJ cuts her off nonchalantly.

Other than Emily, the rest of the Bellas are stealing glances at each other.

"Or you didn't." Beca shrugs. "Doesn't matter. What you think about my friends don't matter to me. And I'm completely sure that it doesn't matter to them either. But I really need to tell all of you something. Just not here. So, come earlier to the studio tomorrow. We'll talk about it over lunch."

"Why not here and now, Shawshank?" Fat Amy asks in confusion.

"All of us are here now." CR adds.

With a tight-lipped smile, Beca points her chin toward the kitchen direction. "I think we all know why."

"Oh."

Certainly, her sisters get that it must has something to do with Aubrey pushing the DJ to stay with Chloe. That must be the reason Aubrey and Chloe aren't invited to the meeting.

Beca continues, "Chloe can only record after four because she's still teaching, and Aubrey only wants to record with Chloe. Besides, all of you are gonna be at the studio anyway to record the album, and with our reunion next week, I just want to get it over with before we got too busy."

"Okay."

"Sure."

"We'll be there."

"Thank you." The DJ smiles half-heartily.

Trying to bring out a warm vibe, CR changes the topic to the thing they love the most. "About the album. I've listed a couple of songs we sung back in college. How about all of the songs we sang for ICCA's finals, plus I Saw The Sign, Party in The USA, Flashlight, and I'll Be There For You? We still remember them closely. So, I think it ain't take too much time to record."

Thankfully, it can ease the tension.

"Sounds like a plan." Beca responds.

"Agreed."

"We're really doing this!" Flo says excitedly.

"The Bellas are back, bitches!" Fat Amy exclaims loudly.

Then they simply talk about the album plan until Chloe and Aubrey come back into the living room with dinner. Since the dining room isn't enough for all of them, they eat in the living room together.

On one couch, Beca is sitting next to Emily, and Emily is sitting beside Stacie. Sitting on the personal sofa is Fat Amy. Flo, Jessica, and Ashley are sitting on one couch. CR, Aubrey, and Chloe are sitting on the other one.

After they're done having dinner, they enjoy a couple bottles of wine, except for Beca and Chloe who only drink a cup tea. Eventually, Chloe clears her throat and says, "We have something to tell you." She glances at her wife with a fond look before looking back at her sisters. "We're pregnant."

The Bellas squeal all together and jump to hug the redhead tightly. Other than Beca and Emily, the rest of the Bellas are having a group hug. As always, Beca is uncomfortable with touching too many people all at once. On the other hand, Emily is giving her sisters a chance to really celebrate, because she herself has already found out yesterday.

As they break the hug, the Bellas are saying so many things all together to the redhead.

"How long?!" Aubrey asks excitedly.

"When did this happen?!" Jessica and Ashley asks in unison.

"Almost four weeks." Chloe grins.

"Congratulations!" Stacie exclaims.

"Ginger's pregnant!" Fat Amy roars loudly.

CR looks at Beca and teases, "You move fast, Captain."

Beca simply smirks smugly and wiggles her eyebrows playfully in return.

After the Bellas are already breaking apart, Emily approaches Chloe and hugs her. "Congratulations, Mom."

"Thanks, Legacy." The redhead replies warmly.

"Why don't you seem surprised?" Stacie asks the youngest Bella.

Emily breaks the hug and replies, "I already found out yesterday before the wedding."

"She found out before me?" Aubrey seems a bit offended.

While Chloe is smiling apologetically to her blonde best friend, Emily cheerfully says, "Of course I did. Pop told me yesterday. The perks of being the first aca-child."

"Well, now all of you know." Chloe says apologetically to her blonde best friend.

"Congratulations, Shorty!" Fat Amy pulls the DJ up in a bear tight hug, and CR and Stacie join them.

"Okay, okay." Beca tries to wiggle her way out in mocked annoyance. "Thank you. Now get off me. I'm not the one carrying the baby."

All of them are used to the fact that Beca is not comfortable with being touched by so many people. They have understood that now. Back then in college, they even did it in purpose just to see the brunette's cheeks turn red. However, since some of them are still having a hard feeling to their former captain, they simply chuckle dryly. Fat Amy, CR, Emily, Stacie, and Chloe bark out a loud laughter though.

"I'm going to be a godmother!" Aubrey exclaims excitedly with her eyes teary.

"Not so fast, aca-nazi." Fat Amy says in all seriousness. "This is the precious second aca-child. You will have to fight for the honorable position. We should have the Hunger Games. The last person standing can be the baby's godmother."

With a mocked offended look, Stacie retorts, "What about Isabelle? Isn't she also an aca-child?"

"And our twins." Jessica and Ashley add in unison.

"And my kids with Denise." CR says.

"Mine with Randy." Flo points out.

"Even your boys with Bumper, Fat Amy." Emily chips in.

"And who'd be left as the aca-aunts after the hunger games?" Lily whispers. "Not that I mind. It's a great idea, and I will absolutely win."

Everybody looks at Lily with furrowed eyebrows.

Then Beca says in mocked annoyance, "For God's sake. Everybody's kids are the aca-children. Even Emily's and Lily's when they have one."

"I don't plan to have any." Lily whispers. "The earth is already overpopulated, and soon enough the alien from Mars are taking over our planet."

The rest of the Bellas look at the Asian with their eyebrows furrowed again. They're in between not catching what she said, or not getting what she said.

Aubrey shakes her head and says, "Doesn't matter." She looks at Chloe with hope beaming all over her face. "I am so going to be this baby's godmother. Chloe and I have a pact."

With her bottom lip in between her lips, Chloe gives Aubrey an apologetic grimace, and then she looks at her wife. Feeling nervous and guilty as hell, the redhead says to her blonde best friend, "I'm sorry, Bree. But uh... I... well, Beca and I are still talking about it."

"What do you mean?" Aubrey asks in confusion.

"We haven't decided yet." Beca says nonchalantly to her former captain. "But you can dream on, Posen. Everybody gets to dream whatever they want."

"Are you saying that I won't be your kid's godmother?" Aubrey sounds upset now, but only raises her voice toward the petite brunette certainly.

Doesn't want to add more unnecessary tension for the next nine months, the DJ diplomatically says, "I'm simply saying that we haven't decided yet. Besides, I do have other close friends who are also worthy to consider as my kid's godmother. There are so many names in the pool. So, it'll take time for Chloe and I to decide. And we still have more than eight months to do it."

Even so, Stacie already knows that there's no way Beca will choose her wife regarding the two former captains' relationship. When her wife wants to argue, Stacie says, "Let it go, Babe. They have the absolute say in this. It's their kid."

With an upset look, Aubrey simply huffs but says nothing. For Stacie, Emily, and CR, it's understandable if Beca doesn't want Aubrey become her kid's godmother. Not with the other Bellas apparently. Flo, Jessica, Ashley, and Lily think it's not only odd, but it's also demeaning considering that Chloe and Aubrey literally grew up together. Nevertheless, they know they'll have time to express their opinions tomorrow when Chloe isn't around.

The tension is high. Stacie and CR try their best to direct the conversation back to their project again. After talking more about the album, Beca, Chloe, and the rest of the Bellas excuse themselves from Stacie's place.

The Next Day: Lunch

All of the Bellas minus Aubrey and Chloe are already in a conference room at Beca's studio. The tables and chairs are set so they could sit in a circle.

As usual, Beca sits next to Emily, and Stacie is sitting on her other side. Next to Stacie will be CR, followed with Flo, Jessica, and Ashley. Circling back to the Emily side, there will be Fat Amy and Lily. Automatically, Lily is sitting next to Ashley in that circle.

During lunch, nobody talks so much. Everybody is quite busy with their own minds, thinking about the inevitable arguments that is about to come.

Comes 2 PM, and they finally finished lunch. The janitor comes in to clean up after them, and then Donna's assistant sends in cups of coffee and tea. After they're left alone, someone finally cracks the fragile shell of the inevitable talk.

"Alright, Captain." CR says. "You said you wanted to talk. Let's talk."

Just as the DJ is about to say something, Flo interrupts her. "Before we start whatever it is you want to talk about, can you explain why you had to crush Aubrey last night?"

"Crush?" Beca raises an eyebrow questioningly.

"Yea." Flo says. "You needed time to think about whose gonna be your kid's godmother? Telling her that she could dream on? That's mean. Why would you do that?"

"Because Chloe and I are still thinking about it?" The petite brunette retorts.

"But Chloe and Aubrey have a pact. And they're best friends. After every sacrifice she did for Chloe, we think Aubrey has earned that position." Jessica adds, and her wife jumps in, "You want to consider it only in the Bella's circle? Fine. But to put in your friends in the equation too? The outsiders? Unacceptable."

With a stern look, the DJ says, "No offense. But that decision making is between me and my wife. You have no say in this matter, and it's none of your business. I didn't tell you what to do with your kids, so, don't tell me what to do with mine. In fact, don't ever interfere with my marriage life with Chloe. We're both adults who are capable of making our own decisions. Clear?"

It strikes right in the chest for Flo, Jessica, and Ashley. Sharp, yet also true. Obviously, they start this meeting on the wrong foot. The tension is getting thicker and thicker only in the matter of seconds.

When Flo wants to argue, Emily cuts her off. "Okay. Beca is right, and Stacie has already told us. She and Chloe has the absolute say about whom gets to be their kid's godmother. Period. We don't need to have another pointless argument about it. Can we get to the talk Pop wanted to have?"

Even though some of them have become upset, all of them comply with the youngest bella's request.

Having a feeling that the talk is most likely also about her wife, Stacie nervously suggests, "I think you should call Aubrey now, Shorty. If this is about how you feel, and uh... well, I mean, you know, she's the one that you..." She doesn't know the proper words to finish her sentence.

"Seem to hate the most?" Beca finishes the sentence without any consolation. "No. I don't hate your wife, Stace. I didn't like her. That, is true. But since she insulted me in her toast, at my wedding, in front of my wife, my friends, and my wife's family, I'm done. I've decided to make your wife insignificant in my life. I don't matter to her, and it's clear that she hates me ever since I walked out on you at the hospital. Nothing I say and do, or will say and will do, can make her think treat me less shitty. And frankly, I just don't care anymore. So, I don't think I need her here."

It's certainly harsh, to just wipe someone off without considering the kind things that person has ever done. As stubborn as she is, Aubrey has always done what's best for the Bellas since college until now. Therefore, other than Emily, the other Bellas don't really understand how Beca could do that to their former captain.

"Hate is such a strong word, Beca." Stacie says as calmly as possible. Even though she knew how fierce her wife could be, she's still upset for the way Beca is talking about Aubrey. "You know she doesn't hate you. She just... has a deep concern about Chloe."

Beca scoffs, "Again. No offense, Stace. Defend your wife all your way to China, but for me, she has always been, and most likely will always be a pain in the ass with too much ego to save. It's been always easier for her to blame me over everything. Even since college, her uptight way drove us down, and she put it on me. Yes, I made a mistake with the impromptu improvisation, but she also had her share of mistakes by being stubborn and refused to listen. Being wrong is fine, as long as you're also open to own it. I, have owned up to my mistakes. She hasn't. There was a time she could do that, but not anymore apparently."

Knowing that the DJ is talking about the day Aubrey gave her the Bella's pipe, Stacie says, "And it's a proof that people can change."

"Yea, most of people could." The petite brunette says nonchalantly. "But some of us just got better at hiding who we really are instead of learning how to change or adapt, or even to understand."

CR takes a deep breath and calmly says, "We know she's been hard on you. But she meant well. And let's not forget that she has done so many things for the Bellas, especially for Chloe, Capt."

The DJ shrugs, "I did say the same thing to Ashley last year after the reunion. I told her that Aubrey could be intense, but she's a good person. Apparently, with terms and conditions applied; as long as my existence doesn't get in the way of what she thinks is best for Chloe and the Bellas. So, no. I honestly am out of good will for her. The way she's been pushing me, none of them is subtle and kind. Asking me to cut ties with my friends?" She scoffs again. "She might sugarcoat it that she did it for Chloe, but I knew better. In the end, this isn't about Chloe anymore. Because I've married Chloe, yet she's is still acting like an asshole."

"What do you mean?" Stacie asks.

Beca sighs with bored look and retorts, "Seriously? You didn't see it coming? Your wife is way too deep into covering herself, Stace. Overcompensating and projection are real things. She's pushing it, projecting her guilty feelings on me, because she can't get over the fact that she has her own share of mistakes for enabling Chloe. For her, I have to be the one who's responsible for whatever happened and will happen to Chloe."

"Because she loves Chloe, Capt." CR reasons without raising her voice. "If it wasn't for her, who knew what would've happened to Chloe after you left ten years ago. You know that deep down, she's a kind person. To us, she's still the same kind person who will stood up for us no matter what. And you can't deny it. You're the only one who could make Chloe happier. I know it wasn't fair for you, and I disagreed with her way, but if there was another way to keep Chloe safe, I believe she wouldn't push you to step up."

"Well, I've done what she wanted." The DJ says with half-annoyed look. "But now, it's like she's waiting for me to make a mistake, so she can tell all of you I've told you what an asshole Beca is. Even when I did something that went as she wanted, she would claim that it was because of her. You heard her on the wedding night. She said, and I quote, I've told you, guys. Beca would stay with Chloe. I told you I'd make that happen." She scoffs. "Can't be more shitty than that I hope. There's only one way to deal with this kind of shitty person; you ignore them completely. Because nothing you do would be okay or enough for them."

"But your people fired her just because she tried to protect Chloe." Flo states matter-of-factly.

"That is so not true." The DJ says. "They fired her because she was doing a shitty job, including insisting to represent a client against the company's."

"That client is your wife, Beca." Jessica points out with disbelieved tone.

"They couldn't have made an exception?" Ashley adds.

"Why don't you ask them?" Beca retorts. "The matter isn't in my hands. I didn't even know that they'd fire her."

"You should've at least tried to defend her in front of your friends." Flo says firmly. "That way, you could've got to her good side, to break her wall of distrust."

"To get her approval you mean." Beca negates with stern look. "Nope. Not gonna happen. I did try to tolerate her. I did. But I can only deal with so much crap coming from one shitty ignorant person. At first, I was like oh, okay. She cares about Chloe way too much. But it's kind of getting on my fucking nerve now, especially when she knew how hard it was for me too, and I've married Chloe. It's what she wanted, right? Me getting married with Chloe? So, tell me any reasons why she's still treating me like shit other than to save her fucking ego."

Seems tired and defeated, Stacie says, "With everything that's happened, she's over the edge now. Yes, you've married Chloe, but it's not easy to rebuild a broken trust, Shorty. And the way Harvey treated Chloe, and then she got fired, she's just... she's distressed. Cut her some slack."

"Well, I'm cutting her a lot of slack by ignoring her." Beca says nonchalantly. "Besides, she's stressed out of her mind because she's spending too much time minding other people's life."

"You said you'll be smarter in dealing with her." Stacie debates stubbornly.

"Oh this is me being smart." The DJ points out with both eyebrows raised and a tight lipped smile before she sips her tea.

"How?" Fat Amy is completely at lost.

Beca rolls her eyes and retorts, "Do any of you know about the wrong accusation to the crazy Emperor Caligula? About him declaring war to Neptune by asking his troops to stab the water by the ocean?"

"No?" All of her sisters say in unison. This is kind of a geeky stuff, and they don't understand how Beca could know.

Feeling a bit frustrated, the DJ scratches the back of her head and explains, "So, let's just say that Aubrey is Neptune; the God. She always has to be right, only her opinion matters, she has to control everything, and she gets to justify any of her actions, no matter how shitty it is, as long as she brought up Chloe's name and said that it was what's best for the Bella, in her opinion, all of you would go along. All she asked from you, you did. All she needed from you, you gave. Including kicking me on the teeth. But I'm not Caligula; the crazy emperor who ordered his troops to stab the ocean. If the accusation were true, it would be pointless trying to wound Neptune by stabbing the water. I don't want to be him. I'm not stupid, and I'm certainly not crazy. So, I'll just ignore her. By making her insignificant in my life, what she says about me, good or bad, it can't affect me. Because I don't value them anymore. Simple."

The rest of the Bellas are stunned. All along, other than Emily, Stacie has always been the one who would defend the DJ tirelessly. Seeing how Beca talk about Stacie's wife that way is making them upset.

Beca sees through them and points out, "Let's not pretend that she values me in this group. The feeling is mutual."

Seeing that there's no way to push Beca to change her mind, Stacie sighs heavily. There's one thing that she keeps to herself, that she knows if she reveals, it will make the DJ become more understanding. However, she can't say it. It's not her place to reveal her wife's past. Therefore, she leans back onto the chair and remains silent, positioning one arm under her breast supporting the other hand by the elbow, knuckles pressed onto her lips.

"So, if we disagree with you, you'd make us insignificant in your life too?" Jessica raises her voice.

"Is that how you treat a sister?" Ashley retorts.

"I think she's doing it to all of us already." Flo says coldly. "She rarely spent time with us at all. Even on her wedding night, she preferred to hang out with her new friends."

Looking calm and casual, the DJ confirms, "Yes. I prefer to hang out with my new friends now. Because honestly, I've been feeling uncomfortable hanging out with all of you since Chloe got into the hospital. Well, except for Emily."

"Why?" Flo crosses her arms on her chest. "Is it because we chose Chloe's side and not yours?"

"You expected us to choose your side?" Jessica asks in disbelief, and her wife adds, "After everything you put us through more than ten years ago? And then to Chloe right after you two met again?"

"Unbelievable." Lily whispers.

With her eyes wide, the DJ scoffs in disbelief. "All of you blamed me, and then even after you found out that I left Ashley for Chloe, it wasn't enough for you. You still pushed me to marry Chloe in a matter of months. None of you tried to understand my position. All you cared, and still do, is Chloe. Even at my wedding, you just had to warn me not to let you down. My wedding. So, yeah. I found it very hard to hang out with you ever since."

"We took you back, Beca." Flo says firmly, still with her arms crossed on her chest. "You left us with no explanations, hid from us when we were looking for you like crazy, but we still took you back and forgave you."

Beca shakes her head and says, "You didn't want me back. And you still don't. You wanted someone who Chloe loved; who could love Chloe like back in college. And it's not me. Not the same person at the very least. That's why even on my wedding day, with Chloe, and until now, I felt like hell was still raining on me. Coming from you. The people who wanted me to marry Chloe, because you thought it was the best decision for me and her. And about me expecting you to take my side. Remember the fight I had with Chloe during the retreat? I kept a secret from all of you for months, and when it got out, Chloe was beyond angry with me. Remember that one?"

"Yes."

"Of course."

"Sure."

"What about it?"

With a tight-lipped smile, the DJ explains, "I remember that none of you took side. Any sides. You were neutral. You didn't jump in, or meddle, and you let she and I deal with it in our own way. Even Aubrey let us deal with it on our own. So, no. I didn't, and I still don't expect you to take my side. I had hoped that you would've been neutral; that you could've tried to stay away and see from aside. Like you did in college. You even helped me get out of the bear trap."

"Again." Flo says firmly. "After everything you put us through? And for the record, it was before Chloe tried to kill herself, twice because of you."

Looking a bit bored and annoyed, Beca exhales. "I'm never gonna live that one out, aren't I?" When her sisters are about to argue, she holds up her index finger and firmly says, "About Chloe tried to kill herself, you need to wake up. It was her responsibility. Not mine. And if I wanted, I could've blamed all of you for not paying more attention to her. I could've blamed all of you for enabling her. But I didn't. Because I know that certain things are not in our hands to control."

With sarcastic look, Flo scoffs and says, "Now she's blaming us, muchas chicas. She doesn't even feel bad for every shit she put us through since she left."

Beca groans in frustration and firmly says, "Look. You wanted me to apologize to all of you, I also have. Not once, but several times. So, really. I'm out of my depth to show you how sorry I am. And it's not like some of you don't know how hard I struggled. Now, I've done what I should've done from a long time ago. I chose Chloe, and I'm staying. I've married her. Just like all of you wanted me to. "

Looking stubborn, Flo retorts defensively, "What are you saying? Are you saying that you only got married with Chloe just because we pushed you to?"

"I did feel that way." Beca says without any hesitation. "Until I gave it a thought, and made my own decision."

"The very same decision you claimed we pushed you to make." Jessica states coldly.

"That we only did because we knew that it's the best for you and Chloe." Ashley adds.

"You mean for Chloe." The DJ points out. "You didn't do it for me."

As true as it is, Flo, Jessica, Ashley, and Lily sure still look annoyed. CR, Stacie, and Fat Amy on the other hand, seem more confused and defeated than upset.

Trying to be calm, the DJ takes a deep breath and says, "The decision to marry Chloe, as hard as you pushed me, I wasn't going to relent. Not until I finally made the decision on my own. So, all of you can stop claiming victory, thinking that I did it because Aubrey pushed me to. For what it's worth, it's not because she and all of you pushed me."

"What's the difference? You married her anyway." Jessica seems upset yet she's also a bit confused now. Then her wife adds, "And yes, we believe if we didn't push you, you wouldn't see how right it is for you to marry Chloe. You wouldn't come to a decision that marrying Chloe is the best decision you've ever made."

Feeling more frustrated, Beca huffs tiredly and flexes her neck. Then she asks, "Any of you read the book about a young boy in a magical world? Henry Hofster or something? He's in this kind of school for wizards named Hoqzard?"

Emily almost can't help herself from bursting into a laughter, but she's able to hold it back by snorting. Then she clears her throat and corrects her former captain, "Harry Potter, Pop. And the school is Hogwarts."

"Yea, whatever." The DJ rolls her eyes.

"What about him?" CR asks in confusion.

"There's this one part about being brave." The DJ explains with her eyebrows furrowed and her head slightly tilted while tapping her fingers on the table; trying to remember the exact thing she's about to tell. "I think it's in book seven. It's when the boy sacrificed himself to Lord Bolvemort-"

"Lord Voldemort." The youngest Bella corrects her again.

"Yea, yea." Beca rolls her eyes. "So, the boy died, he went to some kind of a train station in afterlife, and he met an old man named... tsk... Oh, Dundlebore there."

Emily just can't help it anymore, and she drops her head while covering her giggling mouth with both hands. The rest of the Bellas are torn. They find it funny, but they are also upset and annoyed from the previous talk.

Upon seeing her aca-child is giggling and the rest of her sisters seem to be half annoyed, Beca asks, "What?"

Emily sucks her lips to suppress her laughter, and then she says, "It's Dumbledore. And he is Hogwarts' headmaster."

"Okay." The DJ responds with a warning glare to the youngest Bella. "The boy died, and he met Dun-" She rolls her eyes again. "He met the headmaster. They had a talk about the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death, and walking into the arena with your head held high."

"What are you trying to say?" Flo asks.

"The more important question is, how did you know about Harry Potter?" Emily asks comically. "I never pegged you as a wizard lover, Pop."

Beca rolls her eyes for the umpteenth times and says, "A year into my relationship with Ashley, I was confused of why she hadn't pushed me to open up, and she read me that part. She didn't explain furthermore, but I just knew it. It was her way to tell me that she wanted me to open up in my own conscience, with my head held high. Well, at least until she reached her breaking point a year later when I refused to move in together."

"Oh." Emily nods with an impressed look.

"Not the point." Jessica hurriedly cuts in, and her wife adds, "Why did you bring it up?"

After huffing out one hell of a tired breath, the DJ explains, "I'm just saying, I did what I did, decided to marry Chloe and start a family with her, even move in to the house next to Aubrey's, it was all in the later way. Not the first one. That makes one hell of differences. I love her. That's the reason I marry her. I don't want you to misunderstand, and then misinform my wife about why I married her. She will be broken hearted. Is that clear?"

Flo, Jessica, Ashley, and Lily still seem a bit annoyed, but the tension is easing down after getting the explanation. On the other hand, CR, Stacie, and Fat Amy seem to be more relieved after getting the reassurance. Nevertheless, all of them nod at the same time.

Still with a stern look, Flo asks, "So, is this why you gathered us here? To blame us for protecting Chloe?"

Upon seeing that Beca just shakes her head and sighs heavily, Emily takes a deep breath and says, "Pop is angry and tired of being treated like she owes her life to all of you; like all of you own her life after she left. If you are hurt and disappointed by her, newsflash, she feels the same."

"Let's be honest with ourselves." Fat Amy says tiredly. "Aren't you tired of blaming Shawshank? Everything is already and finally okay. Can we stop all of this none sense and embrace the sunset hands in hands?"

"That's right." Emily backs up the unusually wise hilarious blonde. "Even I, am tired. I couldn't breathe only from seeing the way all of you are treating her. Not to mention how you have let Aubrey do whatever she wanted to do to make Beca stay with Chloe. I could only imagine how suffocated she is. Since she's already making up for her mistakes, can you stop bringing up what she did more than a decade ago, and stop blaming her for Chloe's suicide attempts?

"Do you want us to apologize?" Jessica retorts coldly to the DJ, and Ashley adds in annoyance, "Just because we pointed you to the right direction?"

Emily has become impatient, and she firmly retorts, "You don't get it, do you? This isn't an argument. She's simply telling us how she feels about you. So, if you can stop being defensive for a second, it would be very good. And yes, you still owe her apologies."

"I don't want your apologies." Beca says with one hand under her jaw, holding her head up with her elbow on her desk. "And frankly, I don't need one. I'm gathering you here for one, and only one purpose; to tell you how I feel about you since I came back to the Bellas. I was angry, furious even, and I tried not to blame you, yet somehow I still resent you for what you said and did to me. This is my closure. The matter if you take it the wrong way, it's your problem. Not mine. And with all due respect, please don't make it mine anymore. I'm done being your punching bag for what happened to Chloe."

All of her sisters are taken aback.

With dumbfounded look, Fat Amy asks, "Are you saying you don't want anything to do with us anymore, Shawshank?"

"I didn't say that precisely." Beca raises her left shoulder, looking a bit torn. "And obviously, it will be very hard to do. You are my wife's sisters, and she loves the world out of you. All of you. And I love her. Seeing us resenting each other is hard on her, and it makes her sad. I don't like making my wife sad. But I also won't let you step all over me for something I did more than a decade ago. If we keep going down this road, we'll be indirectly pushing Chloe to choose. And I, don't want to do that. Unless you back me to the wall with no way out, then I will fight back."

"What do you mean?" CR asks with puzzled look.

"Are you going to push Chloe to leave us?" Flo asks in disbelief.

"Are you willing to let go of the fact that I left? To stop blaming me for Chloe's suicide attempts?" The DJ raises her voice a bit. "Or are you gonna keep bringing that up for the rest of our lives as an excuse to push me for more? If you choose the later one, honestly, I don't want anything to do with you. And it's not like you treat me like a sister after I came back. I'm more like a puppet for all of you. Even with me already doing the right thing, you still claimed that it was your effort, your pain, and not mine. And it certainly isn't enough for you. I don't plan to spend the rest of my life getting shit from you. I better walk out. And if, if, I choose to step out of this circle, I think we know which side my wife will choose to follow."

Stacie, CR, and Fat Amy are struck, stunned, dumbfounded. Even Emily is looking at her former captain with her eyes wide in horror.

"Some nerve you got there." Flo glares at the petite brunette. "And you deserve to be blamed. You did leave, and you were the only reason Chloe tried to kill herself. Besides, Aubrey might not have a chance to tell us, but from the way Stacie is keeping it from us, we could guess just right that you must have let your friends drill our sisters to the breaking point. After what they did to Chloe and Aubrey, you expected us not to be protective?"

With an unreadable look, Beca stares at Flo for a couple of seconds. She's trying hard to control her temper, and it's getting harder to do. Nevertheless, she takes a deep breath and retorts, "Haven't you blamed me enough? Have you tried to see, even for a second, that Chloe was the one who pulled the trigger in her suicide attempts? Have you tried to walk a mile in my shoes? I lost the love of my life to make up for what I did more than a decade ago for God's sake. And about what happened between Aubrey, Chloe, and my friends. See? I'm not a part of Bella anymore for you. So it's okay when you, Chloe's sisters, treat me like shit. But it's not okay if my friends, which I love like a family, and love me as well, did the same to Chloe because they saw how hurt I was, to which by the way, they did because you've been treating me like shit."

"I... We..." Flo stutters, and then Jessica and Ashley back her up.

"You keep disappointing us over and over again." Jessica points out, and her wife adds fiercely, "That's why we told you not to let us down again on your wedding night. But it seems too impossible to do for you. Now you're threatening us, using Chloe as your shield? That's low."

Every reasons the DJ's given seem to be thrown back at her. She's out of patient now, and she can feel smoke blowing out of her ears. "Of course it's impossible to do!" She snaps angrily.

"Shorty, deep breath." Stacie warns the petite brunette worriedly. "Your BP and heart."

Beca is breathing heavily, and she tries to take several deep breaths before she continues with calmer tone, but it's still as firm. "There's no way I wouldn't disappoint any of you for the rest of my life. In fact, it's impossible not to be disappointed at all. Besides, it's not me who disappoint you. It's yourself, your hope, your imagination of how I should've been, of how my life should go in the regard of what you wanted for Chloe. I couldn't have said it better than Spencer Hastings, and I said the same thing to Aubrey at the hospital. You know what people said about hope; it breeds eternal misery. So, you have yourself to blame. Not me. Because like my lawyer advised me, I, don't live my life for your convenience or to fulfill any of your demands. And I can't keep living like this. So, of course I will walk away. And Chloe, I'm pretty sure she'll come with me. Even without me pushing her."

"You will actually walk away from us, Pop?" Emily asks with sad look and shaky voice. "Even though you know that it will take Chloe away from us too?"

Upon seeing that her aca-child is almost breaking down in tears, Beca's anger melts into thin air. She sighs in defeat and rubs Emily's arm before she softly says, "No, I will never do that, Kid. Not to any of you, especially to Chloe. I just..." She sighs heavily again and continues speaking to the others with defeated look. "Look. Since Chloe tried to kill herself, you've put all of the responsibilities on me. I tried to understand. I left all of you. So, I tried not to blame you when you couldn't trust me. But you kept on pushing me. Naturally, I resented you. It was something I couldn't help."

"You started it more than a decade ago." Flo says matter-of-factly. "Losing you have caused so much pain for Chloe. Hoping for us to let it go completely is a wistful thinking. Like you said, you hoped, and now you only have yourself to blame."

It all comes down to that one old stupid mistake apparently. Beca closes her eyes and rubs her face tiredly with both hands. Then she takes a deep breath before she retorts tiredly, "That will keep coming up, won't it?"

"A broken glass can't be put back together without any cracks left." Jessica points out, though her voice is soften now upon seeing that Beca is almost broken down. Then her wife adds, "For as long as we see that there's a chance that you'll leave Chloe, or hurt her, the situation will stay the same. We can't let you do that to her anymore. Especially after finding out how fierce your friends could be."

Beca huffs out a long tired breath. This is not only getting harder, but also pointless. Therefore, she takes a deep breath and calmly says, "You do whatever you want to blame me. I'm out of way to show you that I'm not planning on leaving Chloe. I mean, if me leaving my fiance to be with her isn't enough prove, then nothing will ever be. I just don't think you're being fair by putting it all on me, especially after I tried making up for my mistakes. But for you, I'm the bad guy, right? So, I guess you thought you're being fair for doing that. Because it's for Chloe. I get it. Fine."

"We don't think that you're the bad guy, Shorty." CR says sympathetically.

"She is." Flo says. "I've told you back in the hospital."

While huffing out a long breath in frustration, Beca drops her head into her hands, and scratches the top of it. Then she looks up with her hands formed into a hollowed triangle, pressed on to her lips. Her eyes is showing nothing but helplessness when she says, "I've married Chloe, and she's pregnant with our baby. I'm happy with my life right now, and I can tell that Chloe is over the moon. If you still want to blame me, be my guests. But this feud, it isn't doing any good to my wife. So, if some of you could at least try not to ruin the happiness we're having by despising and controlling me, for her, not for me, it'll be very nice. You want me to do my best for my marriage, I will. I'm doing it. But you need to know this. The responsibility to keep this marriage isn't only on me. It's also on Chloe. It's on both of us. And between the two of us, she's not the only one who might get hurt in this relationship. Me too."

Flo, Jessica, Ashley, and Lily seem to be in a deep thought. They're letting what Beca said sink into their mind. Somehow, they can finally catch a glimpse of why their former captain is upset with them. They only warned her to not disappoint them and Chloe, but they didn't warn Chloe to not disappoint them and her, while in reality, they still claim that she is their sister.

Stacie senses the change of vibe, and she concludes softly, "Okay. Every one of us has our own share of mistakes in this matter. Either we can or want to admit it or not, we have caused pain to each other. Beca did leave, and we did put it all on Beca to take the responsibility about Chloe's condition. Now everything is already right as it's supposed to be. So, can we put everything else behind? Can we just shake our hands and move on with our lives?"

"I'm with hunter." Fat Amy says.

"Me too." CR agrees.

Still recovering from the shocked, Emily weakly says, "Stacie is right. None of us is free of mistakes. Even I made mistakes in this problem too; a mistake that drove us to this point."

Before anyone can say anything else, Beca's phone rings. It pulls them out of the blue vibe.

"I have to take this." The DJ says, and her sisters simply nod in unison. "Hey, Chlo."

"Baby! Thank you for the flowers!"

The DJ has sent a huge vase of sunflowers for her wife at school. Even though she's still sad, she tries to smile and says, "I take it that you like the flowers, wife."

"I love them. My colleagues envy me so much for having such a romantic girlfriend. I have to hide my wedding ring so they wouldn't find out about us. But you should've seen the look on my students' faces when the flowers arrived. What's this for anyway?"

"Just wanted to give my wife a surprise at school."

"Aw... I'm surprised, indeed. I love you, Baby boo."

"I love you too. It's unusual for you to call me this late, Chlo."

"There was an impromptu meeting during lunch."

"Oh. How's the little one? Did she give you any trouble?"

"She behaves. Your little peanut has been very understanding."

"Good."

"Have you taken your meds?"

"Yea."

"Me too. I'm on my way to the studio. Aubrey just picked me up. Class ended early today."

"Okay. Be careful."

"See you soon, Babe."

"See you."

Right after Beca ends the phone call, Flo asks, "Is that Chloe?"

"Yep." The DJ raises her eyebrows.

CR chuckles and shakes her head. "You sent her flowers at school? Didn't peg you as a romantic, Capt. Wait, let me revised that. Didn't peg that you'd go as far as sending flowers for your wife to school kind of romantic."

"Yea, Shawshank." Fat Amy chips in. "Thought it would've stopped after you got married with ginger."

Even though she's still feeling sad, Beca puts on the best smile she can muster and says, "Just doing what a wife's supposed to do. Treat her wife right."

Upon hearing that, the oppose team sigh in defeat. Truth to be told, they have seen how the DJ is head over heels with Chloe, and turning upside down only to make Chloe happy. Now more than ever after she decided to marry the redhead and started a family so vastly. This realization finally melts a bit of their cold shoulders.

"Can we continue this talk some other time?" The DJ asks politely, and she seems so tired. "Chloe is on her way, and I don't want her to catch this warm almost hot vibe between us. It'll worry her."

Her sisters simply nod in unison.

"Let's prepare the studio." Emily says.

Then all of them move to the recording studio to get ready. Around half an hour later, Chloe and Aubrey arrive.

As she sees the redhead step into the recording studio, the rumbling sadness in Beca's chest becomes stronger. She paces her way to hug her wife tightly.

Aubrey walks pass them hurriedly.

"Hey." Chloe hugs the brunette back just as tightly. She hasn't noticed the sad look on her wife's face. "Missed me, Mrs. Mitchell?" She teases.

Beca chuckles and clears her throat from the suffocating lump. No matter what she's feeling right now, she has to look normal for her wife. She doesn't want to worry her pregnant wife with her problems. Therefore, she puts on a smile and breaks the hug. "So much."

However, Chloe can see that something is off with the DJ. With a worried look, she asks, "Babe, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." The DJ forces a more natural smile, diverting her face and eyes down to her wife's stomach and rubs it gently. "Just missing you and peanut. How is she?"

Chloe chuckles and fondly says, "Still as fine as half an hour ago."

"Great." Beca says while taking over Chloe's bag, and then she gently pulls her by the hand. "Come on. Let's get you to somewhere comfortable."

After Chloe greets her sisters, her wife pulls a chair for her to sit down and says, "I'll get you your milk."

"You keep the pregnancy milk in your office?" Chloe asks in comical surprise. Apparently, she's not the only one who's surprised. All of her sisters are. Even Aubrey is raising an eyebrow.

"Of course." The DJ says with a tone duh. "You'll be spending a lot of time here in the studio this week. I've prepared everything you might need. So, hot or iced?"

"You're too sweet." The redhead smiles fondly. "And warm is okay."

"Just give me a second." Beca kisses her wife chastely on the lips before walking out of the studio. With that, she'll also have a chance to compose herself.

"Captain seems to be so ready to be a mom, Chloe." CR smiles.

Chloe sighs contentedly, smiling as she says, "She is. In fact, she's being way too adorably overprotective. She's been texting me every ten minutes before lunch, and she even suggested me to stop working until peanut is born."

"She did?" Aubrey asks in disbelief.

"Peanut?" Stacie asks comically at the same time.

"U huh." Chloe answers them both. "Peanut Munchkin Mitchell. Beca gave that name to our baby."

Emily chuckles and says, "It's way far off from Pop's usual taste. That's too cute of a name coming from her."

"I told her so." The redhead grins while rubbing her stomach absentmindedly. "But she said peanut is dangerous because so many people are allergic to it. It's a badass name in her opinion. And she put down munchkin just because I wanted it to be a cute name. So, your niece will most likely be named Peanut Munchkin Mitchell."

Other than Aubrey, the rest of the Bellas bark out a loud laughter, and then Fat Amy says, "Classic Shawshank."

"Did you say yes?" Aubrey asks with interrogating look. "About stop working. She's not supposed to push you into anything, Chloe. Don't do everything for her just because she asks you to do so. It's not like she owns you after both of you are already married."

"Yea, Chloe." Emily says flatly while staring at the blonde former captain sternly. "Not only because you actually have the right to make any decisions about your life, but also because if Pop really did so, it's a very not decent thing to do. You know, pushing someone to do something they don't want to. Am I right, or am I right, Bree?"

Aubrey blushes furiously, but before she can say anything, Chloe is already starting to explain, "As I said, she suggested, not pushed. But I said I wanted to work, and working would keep me active. I told her it'll good for my pregnancy. She agreed as long as I'm being extra careful."

"So, she didn't push you?" Flo asks cautiously.

"Of course not." Chloe says with a puzzled look. She's a bit confused of why her sisters seem to be not trusting her wife. "Beca has never, and will never push me to do something I don't want to do. You know her. When did she ever push me if it wasn't for my own good? She pushed me to think about graduating, and it was for me. She pushed me to have the therapy, and it was also for me. She has never pushed me into doing things for her. In fact, it's the other way around. I'm the one who kept on pushing her. She's just concerned because I'm pregnant."

"Oh." The rest of the Bellas other than Emily nod absentmindedly.

Upon seeing the doubtful look, Chloe remembers about the conversation her sisters had last night about her wife. She sighs deeply and smiles understandingly. "I know you're still having a hard feeling because she left us. But it doesn't matter anymore, girls. She's with us now. Let's keep it that way. And please don't make more fuss about Harvey and Donna. I wouldn't mind if they could've done it more politely, but they love Beca. The were just trying to protect her, like you're trying to protect me. The difference is, Harvey and Donna don't know me the way you know Beca. So, it's understandable if they don't trust me yet. Isn't it?"

"Hear that?" Emily retorts to her other sisters with a hint of pleading on her face.

As usual, Chloe has always been good to keep the group together. Her sisters, other than Aubrey apparently, seem to be more relieved now after getting a reassurance from the redhead.

"Well, it looks like she's been trying." Flo says with soften voice.

"She does." Chloe says softly. "Do you know that ever since we decided to get married, she's been buying me flowers every day? Even when she was in the hospital, she would ask the florist to do some delivery service. She wrote and sang a song for me one day before our wedding. And this morning, she treated me like a queen. She loves me, and it's not hard to see. So, I should try to show her friends that I can be good for her too. A relationship is a two way street. I'm sure all of you know that."

"But you're sure she's not gonna hurt you, right?" Jessica asks worriedly, and then her wife adds, "We just want to make sure she's not trying to hurt you again, Chloe."

"She's not." The redhead nods and gives her sisters a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about me. She's been nothing but understanding ever since we decided to get married. I know it's only been two days, but she's so loving to me and to our unborn child." She chuckles. "Unlikely, right? None of us would've thought that it'd be so easy for her to adjust into a marriage life, let alone into a motherhood, all at the same time. But she's doing more than great so far."

Emily smiles in relief and says, "Peanut is so lucky to have such a great Mama."

With a smile so fond, the redhead says, "That makes the two of us. Peanut and I."

"Three." The youngest Bella corrects, looking more cheerful than ten minutes ago. "I'm the first aca-child, Mom. Remember the night Benji took me out on a first date?"

Chloe laughs lightly and says, "Of course I do. And you're right. You're our first baby."

Then Beca walks back into the room, headed toward her wife with a glass of milk in one hand, and a fruit platter in the other one. As she stands next to her wife, she puts the items down on the table and says, "Here's your snack, wife."

"Thanks, Baby." The redhead rubs the petite brunette's arm.

When Fat Amy tries to snatch the grape, Beca slaps her hand away and glares at her. "It's for my wife and my baby, Fat Amy."

"Geez..." Fat Amy rubs her hand, mocking a disbelief look. "Relax, Mama-bear."

Without saying anything in return, Beca bends down and rubs her wife's stomach. "Don't worry in there, Peanut." She says softly. "Mama just slayed the dingos strangler who tried to snatch your snack."

The rest of the Bellas are watching with wide eyes. It's so surprising because they had never seen Beca acting like that before.

Lily presses her palms onto her own temple, mocking a serious look as she says in a robotic voice, "Eck! System error. Cuteness overload."

"Oh-em-aca-gee!" Emily exclaims before barking out a loud laughter, and then most of her sisters follow suit.

"I- I think I could've died from diabetes." CR says through a laughter.

"Me too!" Stacie exclaims while holding the side of her stomach. "Way too sweet."

Fat Amy can't even say anything but sitting down and slamming the table with her hands for laughing too hard. Even Flo, Jessica, and Ashley are laughing whole heartily.

Beca's face turns so red so fast. She straightens up and mutters, "Shut up."

"I will not!" Emily exclaims joyfully. "Urgh! I should have recorded it! I could use it as a perfect weapon to blackmail you in the future, Pop."

"Don't worry, Em." Chloe grins from ear to ear. "You still have another eight month to get it. Believe me. She's been acting like this ever since I told her that I'm pregnant." She reaches up one hand to pinch her wife's chin playfully and coos, "She's so adorable, isn't she?"

"Chloe!" Beca scolds the redhead half-heartily while batting her hand away gently.

Another bark of laughter erupts again. Other than Aubrey, the rest of the Bellas seem to be more relieved and happy upon seeing how overly attentive their petite former captain is.

Looking up at the DJ with a beaming smile, Chloe giggles and laces their hands. Then Beca automatically leans downward to kiss the top of her head gently.

Meanwhile, Aubrey is watching with lips pressed tightly, arms crossed on her chest, and eyes narrowed. Somehow, she's not reassured yet that Beca is really doing it genuinely, especially after the night terror, and the meeting with Harvey and Donna. However, she keeps it to herself since Chloe is around.

After the laughter unwind, the DJ hurriedly says, "Let's get started."

"We'll start with Ace of Base, and then we can go with our first final's mash up." CR says while distributing papers to the rest of the Bellas.

They spend the next four hours simply recording those songs together. Everybody can actually feel the different air around them. It's lighter and more joyful than before. Except for Aubrey who is being awfully quiet.

When the clock hits 7 PM, Beca says, "I'll call a delivery service. We should have dinner together here."

"Sounds like a great idea." Stacie comments.

"But how about your kids?" Emily asks.

"Our families have gone back home this morning." Flo explains.

"Except for ours." Jessica says, and her wife adds, "The twins are with Isabelle at Stacie's place. The nannies are looking out for them. So, we can stay for dinner."

"This free range pony isn't gonna say no to free food." Fat Amy says in all seriousness.

"Aint' no way I'm not staying." CR adds.

"Me too." Lily whispers.

"I think I'll just go home now." Aubrey stands up. "I want to see my daughter before she goes to sleep."

"But, Babe." Stacie seems confused. "We're about to have dinner together. Besides, it will only be another hour, and we can go back home to see Bella together."

Truth to be told, Aubrey feels uncomfortable upon seeing how easily Beca pulls the Bellas to her side. For her, this feels like college all over again; the Bellas and even Chloe turned their back on her, just because Beca could show them something different. In the old time, she was the one who folded, who admitted defeat. However, she's not ready just yet this time. "We already had dinner together last night." She says as casually as possible while gathering her stuff. "You can stay if you want, Babe."

"Stay, Bree." Chloe pleads with puppy eyes as she grabs and holds Aubrey's right hand tightly.

Aubrey smiles, yet somehow it's mixed with a hint of sadness. "Sorry, Chloe. But I miss my daughter."

Chloe pouts, but then she softly says, "Fine. Say hi from me to Bella then."

"I will." Aubrey squeezes her best friend's left shoulder gently.

Upon seeing how determined her wife is, Stacie sighs heavily and says, "I'll go home with you." She looks at her sisters and apologetically says. "See you tomorrow, bitches."

"Bye, aca-nazy and hunter."

"See you tomorrow."

"Drive safely."

"Bye, Bree. Bye, Stace."

After the couple walk out, Beca asks Chloe, "So, Italian?"

"You know what I want." Chloe smiles at her wife.

The DJ turns to look at her friends and says, "You have to agree with the pregnant woman on this."

"In."

"Yes."

"Sure."

"Of course."

Then Beca calls the delivery service. Just as she ends the phone call, the redhead says, "I need to go to the bathroom."

"Okay." Beca nods. "Just be careful, Chlo."

Chloe giggles and says, "Always, Babe. I will not stop being careful just because you don't tell me to. Promise."

The DJ chuckles and kisses the redhead's cheek before letting her go.

After Chloe walks out of the studio, Flo says to the DJ, "Okay. We're sorry for acting like we have to protect Chloe all the time. Seems like she doesn't need any protection from us anymore."

"You're right. We're being unfair." Jessica says, and her wife adds, "You've married her, and you make her very happy. We shouldn't have doubted and kept pushing you for more to prove yourself."

"We've seen what you've been doing since you decided to marry her." Lily whispers. "And it seems like you're doing great so far."

Sudden rush of relief fills Beca's chest. She feels suffocated by it. Therefore, with a tight lipped smile, she simply nods. "Thanks." She offers them a handshake. "So, truce?"

Her sisters nod and smile. Instead of taking her hand, they pull her into a group hug.

"This is official." CR says. "Welcome back, Captain."

"Thanks." The DJ says as she wiggles out of the hug. "And enough taking advantage of me."

However, her sisters keep her in the circle, and then Emily says, "You need to get used to this, Pop. We'll be doing it a lot."

Beca rolls her eyes in mocked annoyance and stands stoically, simply letting her sisters hugging her. A relieved smile is playing by the corner of her lips; she almost can't hold back a grin. However, as relieved as she is because her sisters can finally see her effort, being touched by so many people at the same time still makes her uncomfortable. This feeling is applied to everybody, including her friends. Then she bats Fat Amy's hand away and bites, "Stop groping my ass, Fat Amy."

Fully knowing that their former captain isn't comfortable with too much skin to skin contact, the rest of the Bellas laugh again.

When Chloe walks back in, she's confused but happy to see the scene. Without saying anything, she joins her sisters in the group hug. They are laughing lightly and patting each other's back.

After they break the hug, they simply talk about how great the recording session today. The talk continues even after their dinner arrive. It's already 10 PM when they finally call it a night and go back to their designated places.

That would be the first chapter. Beca's relationship with most of the Bellas is getting better, but the problem within the Bella will continue for a while, because not everybody is on board yet. So, brace yourself.

For the next chapter, we'll have the MTV Awards. More dark and twisty certainly, mostly for Beca, Ashley, Stacie, and Aubrey.

Until then, sit tight, and maybe make good choices :)