Chapter 2

It takes a long while for the other Bellas to finally calm down enough for me to actually understand what half of them are saying. "Dude, I'm so glad to see you back with the land of the living," Cynthia Rose says. "You had me so worried."

"I thought I was going to have to get in touch with my cousins from the cartel," Flo says to my utter confusion. Why would she have to get in touch with her cousins from the cartel?!

"We're really happy to see you're doing better," Jessica and Ashley say in unison.

Lily, of course, says something no one can really hear at the same time Fat Amy starts talking about wrestling dingos again. Despite my current state of pain and rapidly forming headache I smile, more than happy to see all of my friends together and I sit up more only wincing slightly at the pain in my side.

"I'm so sorry I worried you guys," I apologize feeling guilt settle inside me.

"Don't worry about it!" They all chime in together, with the small exception of the blonde towering in the corner of the room, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "We'll always be here for you," Chloe continues rubbing my arm gently with an odd expression on her face that I have been noticing more and more frequently.

Before I can question her strangeness the doctor comes in and says, "Besøgstiden er ovre vil du venligst bede dem om at forlade?" His eyes sweeping over the room probably hoping that one of the many occupants speaks his native tongue.

"Hvad er de overnattende besøgende bestemmelser? Jeg tror ikke, det er en god idé for hende at være alene på dette tidspunkt." Kommissar says almost immediately.

The doctor is quiet for a minute as he looks over at me and then back at Kommissar. "Man kunne blive, hun har brug for hvile. Alle andre har brug for at forlade."

"Selvfølgelig, tak læge," Kommissar says much to the doctor's great relief.

"Tak!" The doctor says before leaving the room.

Kommissar trains her icy blue eyes on the rest of the group who visibly still. "He says visiting hours are over and it's time for you to leave," She says, her german accent sending a chill down my spine.

Chloe shoots a glare at the woman before turning to the rest of the group, taking charge easily. "Alright girls, say your goodbyes and we'll come back up here first thing tomorrow morning." Everyone falls into line, quickly giving me hugs and well wishes before heading out of the room.

Soon it is just Chloe, me and… Kommissar. What is she still doing here? In fact what is she doing here at all?

Chloe gives me a hug, careful this time not to hit my sides. "We'll be up here first thing tomorrow," She says with a smile, but it quickly shifts into a frown as she sees me shaking my head.

"You guys need to get rest and eat properly. Something tells me you guys have just been stressing ever since I was put in here… Which by the way how long have I been here?"

"Since early this morning," Chloe answers distractedly. "Yesterday was Worlds. But we'll be up here first thing."

I quickly shake my head no and smile kindly at her. "I said no. You guys need to eat and get proper rest. I refuse to allow you guys in here before noon."

"But-."

"No buts," I say and make shooing motions at her towards the door. "Now go get some rest." The dejected look on her face has my heart clenching slightly and when she reaches the door I can't help but add, "Thanks for being here for me, Chlo."

She turns and smiles brightly at me. "Anytime Becs." She glances quickly at the blonde and then back to me, a silent question in her eyes. I'd almost forgotten that she was in the room but who am I kidding; my eyes keep sliding over to her every few seconds as if to confirm that she's not a hallucination caused from the pain medication I'm undoubtedly on. After a nod from me she leaves with one last glare at the german.

There's a moment of awkward silence. Well awkward for me, Kommissar seems completely at ease leaning against the wall making it appear as if she belongs there, making the dull hospital room anything but. As she stands there I look her over in quick glances, trying my damndest (and failing) not to stare at her. She's still as perfect as she always is with her long blonde hair pulled into a tight bun and her perfectly toned muscles on display with her black skinny jeans and blouse.

When my eyes reach her perfectly sculpted face I can't fight the blush that rushes to my cheeks as she meets my gaze calmly, her tantalizing red lips pull easily into a knowing smirk. I quickly look away trying to convince myself that the doctors equipment is the most interesting thing in the room.

"Pray tell, little mouse, just what has you so… what's the word? Flustered," the blonde says as she walks over to my bed. Without any visible sign of hesitation on her part she places her hand on my forehead making small tsking noises are she pulls her hand away. "You are just burning up." A grin easily forms on her lips making sunshine look like a lamp in comparison to the pure brilliance of her mocking smile.

"I wonder why with hands as soft as yours," I mutter under my breath as she thankfully takes a step back, giving me room to breathe.

"What was that, mouse? I can't quite hear you from all the way down there." I look up into her eyes to see them alight with amusement, making her already young face look even younger.

"It's not my fault that your physical flawlessness has made you so damn tall. Jesus!" I burry my face in my hands as I realize what I said. "Oh why must my tongue do as it pleases around you?"

"I have a few ideas for that tongue of yours." My head snaps up and I can feel the look of horror settle on my face as she winks at me and then laughs quietly. "I'm only teasing you. All in good… fun? Is that the idiom I'm thinking of?" I can't answer her as my embarrassment increases as the monitor betrays my eccentric heart rate at my imagination running wild. Oh sweet Jesus golly what? It appears to me that the monitor only proves to amuse the german woman even more which doesn't help my mental state in the least.

I swallow hard before I attempt to force words out of my mouth. "Just what are your doing here gorgeous? Shit! I give up." I throw up my hands in defeat as I look straight ahead, refusing to look at her smug expression that I can practically feel as her gaze settles on the side of my face.

"Well, little mouse," She says calmly. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here because I got in an accident?" I mean to say it like a statement but it comes out sounding more like a question even to my own ears.

"Exactly." The word rolls off her tongue, her german accent more prominent on the short sentence.

"I don't get it." I glance over at her and notice that she is staring at me rather intently.

"I'm here because you got in an accident," she deadpans.

"And that's your concern why?"

"Because tiny Bella," She says as she gracefully sits down on the one couch, gracefully folding her legs in such a way it would put any dancer to shame. "I was…" She pauses for a moment trying to find the right word. "Worried about you."

Her words don't really register with me and I say the first thing that pops into my mind. "You're legs go on for miles!" There is a moment of silence as my brain catches up with my mouth before, "God dammit," slips out.

Before Kommissar can respond, which I know she's going to, a nurse bustles into the room holding a fresh bag for my IV. "Her er en frisk IV taske; med dette hun bør være i stand til at sove," she says to Kommissar apparently having gotten the word from the doctor that she speaks Danish.

"Mange tak. Jeg sætter stor pris på det, og det gør hun," Kommissar responds to the woman who is finishing putting the bag up and with a short nod at her she's gone.

"What did she say?" I ask still surprised by her multilingual abilities. "And seriously is there anything you can't do?"

A smirk appears immediately. "She said that that's a new IV that should help with the pain and your ability to fall asleep. Speaking of sleep," She continues before I can say anything. "I believe you should try and get some rest especially if you're friends are coming back up here tomorrow."

When she doesn't make a move to leave I raise my eyebrow at her in question. "And what, exactly, are you still doing here? Didn't you say the doctor said visiting hours were over?"

"That he did, small mouse," She says with an easy smirk. "But he also said that one could stay overnight to make sure that you were okay."

"And why did you choose to opt out telling any of the Bella's this?" I respond, feeling my eyelids begin to droop. Jesus, whatever they gave me is some strong shit.

"Because I wanted to make sure you were alright. Really alright." I hear her voice as if it's far away and I begin to sway unintentionally. I hear a rustling of what sounds like someone standing but in my delirious medicine induced state I can't tell for sure. When I feel soft hands gently guiding me to lay down I know it must've been what I was hearing.

"I'll be the B to your DSM," I mumble out, not really hearing what I'm saying. "Thanks Kommissar."

I feel fingers brushing hair off my forehead and the words "Anytime, Kleine Maus. Guten Nacht," before the world around me falls easily into blackness.

I am dreaming, or more specifically recalling memories while in the state of unconsciousness because you know, that isn't a mouthful or anything at all. Unfortunately for me, and sometimes very fortunately, I often relive memories while sleeping so it's not really all the big of a surprise anymore. The only thing is, is that of course they would be about Kommissar and all the times I ran into her. Because, of course, she has to haunt my unconscious mind as well as my conscious one.

The first time that I encountered the German Goddess was at the Auto Show that was originally supposed to be the Bella's and I's, but after our little… Mishap Das Sound Machine, a German "collective" A Capella group took over our tour. I remember it like it was yesterday…

*The Flashbacks Begin:*

One of the many stops on our tour was a car show right here in Atlanta so of course the Bella's and I got the brilliant idea to go and see Das Sound Machine and their show. Apparently they're a really popular A Cappella group from Europe which has me questioning things. I mean we're a pretty popular group so you think we would have heard about this 'DSM' group if they were really a challenge. I walk in with the rest of the Bellas as Chloe says, "This should have been ours. All of this should have been ours!" The look on her face is more like an angry five year old than anything that exactly says 'fierce' and I try not to crack a smile at her lack of ferocity.

I look around the room which is full but not too crowded which I am immediately thankful for. I have elbow room but I still feel uncomfortable around all of these strangers and I am thankful for the Bella's. As I continue my inspection I notice that the pillars to the side of the room say "Das Auto" so either they changed it when they found out that Das Sound Machine was doing it or they just had every intention of having DSM perform here. I don't point this out to Chloe because I know if I do she will lose her shit.

As soon as we all settle around two tables the lights dim down and the two cars on the stage 'magically' move back and I hear Fat Amy say something about ghosts driving them. I roll my eyes at her antics and tune the others out as I devote my attention to the stage as a woman's face appears across several screens introducing their group as a 'collective' because apparently they're full of themselves.

As much as I wanted to hate them I found it hard to as soon as they come on stage. I can hear the others around me talking but I'm not listening as I take in the performance in front of me, stunned. Their beatboxer has some serious skill, I think to myself making mental notes for later. They're so synchronized they're practically robotic. There's a ton of them. I continue making notes for the first couple seconds of their routine but when the woman whose face had appeared on the screens comes onto stage I lose all sense of thought.

She's the perfect example of an Aryan with blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes that I can easily see from where I stand in the back of the room, almost as far from the stage as you can get. For some reason I can't understand my brain turns to mush as soon as she steps onto stage and starts singing. Her voice is beautiful and holds a power to it that sends chills down my spine. I quickly blink tearing my eyes from her and to the rest of the group. It takes way more focus than I care to admit for my eyes not to wander back over to the blonde.

Before I know it their performance is over and the girls are talking quite heatedly about what we're all going to do in order to beat them at worlds. I can't really focus enough to pay attention to what they're saying until someone says, "Just what are you saying Lily? Seriously spea- oh."

As soon as the 'oh' has left whoever's mouth that was I hear "Barden Bella's." I whip around surprised at the sound of a thick German accent only to be greeted by all of DSM. The two in front of the group are the leader known as Kommissar and her co-captain, Pieter both of which are sporting devious smirks. "You came here to see us? Is it because you are… what do the american kids say? Jelly." I just stare for a moment, trying my damndest to not turn into a puddle as the giant of a man hands Kommissar a towel and she starts carefully dabbing her neck as if she actually has sweat there because honestly, no one that perfect can sweat.

"We are so not jelly," Chloe says suddenly standing on my right. Thank god for her quick (kinda?) thinking.

"We should really thank you for making this tour a reality," She continues staring all of us down in a way that makes me feel smaller than I already am. "You know, with your bumbling ineptitude." She turns to the man giant with a gleeful smirk. "We should send them something. Fruit basket?"

"Yum, yum," Pieter says almost immediately. Those two really do seem close.

"Or would you prefer mini muffins?" I had to hand it to her, she really was quick with the comebacks, but I wasn't going to let that fly.

"Okay we didn't come here to start something with you guys. We just wanted to check you out before the worlds where we're going to kick your ass." I'm checking you out in more than one way. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I hear confirmation from my team members before I lose all brain functions again as Kommissar steps forward, slowly and deliberately until she is well into my personal space. "You," She says pointing at me and when her icy gaze meets mine I can't help but feel a little intimidated. And sweet Jesus is she tall. I find myself looking up, and up and up, in order to keep eye contact. "You are the kicker of ass?"

"Well yeah." Okay so I thought I wasn't going to let anything fly.

"You are so tiny, like an elf." Okay so that wasn't so bad. "Or is it a fairy?" Still not doing too bad. She obviously doesn't know how to insult people properly. "Sprite?" She says something to her co-captain in what I assume is German without looking away from me which is actually mildly unnerving.

"Troll," he happily supplies with extra emphasis.

"That's it. You are like a troll." Oh. Well damn.

"You… are physically flawless," I say while looking her up in down now that she is much closer. What the hell did I just say?!

The blondes eyes are gleaming with an emotion I can't quite put my finger on but I shrug it off trying to stop my thoughts as she looks down as if to confirm my statement. "Thank you."

"But it doesn't mean I like you." The words sound false even to my own ears and with the look Chloe's giving me I don't think I was fooling anybody but the question really was did I like her? Psh no way. I've only known her for like one point five minutes. Impossible. Psh…

Chloe goes on to say something before Pieter and Amy start bickering back and forth but I can't really focus on what they're saying as Kommissar and I have a staring contest still standing too close for normal conversations. She is obviously trying to get under my skin and it might be working. Seriously I could get lost in her eyes… I mentally shake myself as the conversation turns back to us leaders and Kommissar says, "Darlings, take my advice, don't try to beat us. You can't. We are the best." She blinks slowly before continuing as if trying to drive me insane. "Now I really must go rest my neck. It is sore from looking down on you." The woman smirks again before turning and I can't stop the verbal vomit from leaving my mouth in all of my confusion.

"Okay just because you are making me very sexually confused does not mean that you are intimidating. We have nothing to lose. We have literally nothing! Aca-weidensane bitches." And then it finally hits me just what I have said and what my hands have been doing. "Oh god what is happening. Why am I using my hands so much?"

Translations:

Besøgstiden er ovre vil du venligst bede dem om at forlade?==Visiting hours are over will you please ask them to leave?

Hvad er de overnattende besøgende bestemmelser? Jeg tror ikke, det er en god idé for hende at være alene på dette tidspunkt.==What is the overnight stipulations? I do not think it is a good idea for her to be alone at this time.

Man kunne blive, hun har brug for hvile. Alle andre har brug for at forlade.==One can stay, she needs rest. All others need to leave.

Selvfølgelig, tak læge.== Of course, thank you doctor.

Tak== Thank you.

Her er en frisk IV taske; med dette hun bør være i stand til at sove.== Here is a fresh IV bag; with this she should be able to sleep.

Mange tak. Jeg sætter stor pris på det, og det gør hun.== Thank you. I really appreciate it and so does she.

Guten Nacht== good night

A/N: Thanks for the reviews they really help with writing believe it or not :) Also thank you to the reviewer who so kindly informed me of to the fact that I didn't mention that this was Bekommissar. I'm sorry to have "wasted your time". Well tell me what you think? I hope there's not too many grammar mistakes. I try to avoid those! Also do you like it in first person? I can write first or third and I'm not sure which is better for you as the reader… My apologies to the slaughtered foreign languages by the way. Google translate isn't the best but lord knows I'm not fluent! Lemme know if anything was confusing :D