A/N: It took me longer than I planned, but it's finally here. There are two parts as promised, a sort of prologue and a short epilogue. Enjoy!


Part 1: Prologue

"Carry on my wayward son." Jesse's voice sounded over the music pounding from the radio. He was nodding his head wildly to the beat, tapping the rhythm on the wheel.

"Keep your eyes on the road, weirdo." Beca grumbled, rolling her eyes at her goofy friend.

"Lay your weary head to rest -" Jesse continued singing, long used to Beca's morning grumpiness. "C'mon Bec, sing with me. - Don't you cry no more!"

"Yeah, we'll see who's gonna cry. You're gonna miss me Swanson." Beca crossed her arms over her chest, looking out the window.

"Aww, 'course I'm gonna miss you Becaw. But we'll still hang out, don't worry. I won't let you miss my handsome face too much." Jesse grinned widely at her, bumping her arm lightly for emphasis. Beca punched him back twice as hard, not quite succeeding in concealing her own smile.

"Whatever." She muttered as they pulled up in the parking lot outside the headquarters.

They walked into the building, greeting their friends along the way. Walking into the conference room, Beca sat down at the table with a heavy sigh. Jesse took his place to her left side, patting her gently on the arm.

"I'm sure you'll get along with your new partner. No one's gonna resist your charming self."

Beca only rolled her eyes. To be honest, she was quite nervous. She was definitely not easy going and sociable like Jesse. Human interactions were always difficult for her. Since she joined FBI, her only partner was Jesse, and they've been childhood friends, she knew how to work with him. Now that her father decided to gave both of them new partners, Beca didn't know what to expect. She was going to have to put her trust to a complete stranger, and that was never easy, especially to her.

A few minutes later Ben Mitchell walked into the room, sitting at the head of the table. He noticed the disgruntled look on his daughter's face and sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"Beca, don't be like that. I told you this is necessary. We need experienced people to show the newbies the ropes, and you and Jesse are one of our best agents."

And yeah, Beca knew that. But that didn't make her any happier about the situation.

The door opening turned everyone's head into the direction of the entrance. A tall blond guy hesitated for a moment, seeing the three pairs of eyes regarding him closely.

"Mr. Stroma. Come join us." Ben said with an encouraging smile. "Swanson, this is your new partner, Luke."

The man, Luke, walked closer to the table, sending a charming smile towards Beca and a more subdued one to Jesse. Beca only nodded her head in acknowledgment. Jesse being his ever sociable self, stood up and shook Luke's hand enthusiastically. Soon, the two men were immersed in a friendly conversation. Meanwhile, Beca was staring at the table, mindlessly playing with her bracelets. Oh, how she wished she could be anywhere else right now.

Her sulking was interrupted by the door once again being open, and a figure bundling into the room with a flurry of motions.

"I'm so sorry for being late. My car broke down and I -" The woman started explaining but Ben cut her off.

''That's all right Ms. Beale. Please, come meet Beca, your new partner."

The woman turned towards Beca and when their eyes met, time seemed to freeze for a second. Beca looked into impossibly blue eyes, which were looking at her curiously. A kind smile danced on full, pink lips, and her face was framed by a mane of red curls. She was rather small, but still had probably a few inches over Beca. Her tight clothes showed off her slender, muscled figure. Beca blinked dazedly. The woman was absolutely stunning.

The beautiful stranger approached her confidently, bringing Beca back to reality. She scrambled awkwardly to her feet, standing before the woman, and extended her hand.

''Hi, I'm Beca.'' She said, her voice coming out a little higher than normal. She couldn't keep her cool around pretty girls, sue her.

To Beca's surprise, the woman ignored her hand and went straight for a hug, enveloping Beca in her arms. A floral scent hit Beca's nostrils as she awkwardly patted the woman's back.

''Nice to meet you Beca! I'm Chloe.'' The woman said, pulling away and sending her a dazzling smile.

Damn, if I wasn't gay before...

The rest of the day Beca spent showing Chloe around the HQ, telling her what she needed to know. Chloe listened attentively, asking questions from time to time. She seemed to be particularly interested in the Vipers' case. Her knowledge about them surprised Beca, and something in her eyes when they talked about the gang made Beca ask if her new partner has some kind of vendetta against them.

''They killed my father. That's why I'm here.'' Chloe said quietly. ''I want to finish what he started – put an end to their despicable organisation.''

Beca looked at Chloe's saddened face, kicking herself mentally for asking such a personal question. She didn't know what it was that pushed her to say the next words.

''I'll help you. I mean, I'd obviously try to end those bastards anyway, I've been trying to for a few years now. But now I have even bigger motivation. We'll avenge your father. I promise.''

She feared that her jumbled speech was a bit too much, but the look on Chloe's face convinced her otherwise. The woman squeezed her hands, smiling at her gently.

''Thank you, Beca. It means a lot.'' Suddenly, Chloe leaned in close to Beca's face, speaking in a soft tone, ''I think, that we're gonna be really fast friends.''

Rendered speechless by such a close proximity, Beca could only nod in acknowledgment. She had to admit, Jesse may actually be right this time. She felt she would get along with Chloe just fine.

As long as she managed to keep her hormones under control.


Beca didn't last very long.

She tried, really, to keep their relations strictly professional, but there was just something about Chloe that made her irresistible for Beca.

It wasn't just the woman's obvious beauty, though it had definitely been a factor. Most of all, she found her incredibly easy to talk to. She wasn't deterred by Beca's grumpiness nor sarcasm, countering them with her dazzling smiles. Chloe destroyed the walls Beca's been putting up around her for most of her life with a surprising ease, and Beca found herself not minding it one bit. Therefore - as Chloe stated when they first met - they indeed became fast friends, with an addition of an undeniable sexual tension.

It was one of the lazy afternoons at the HQ, Beca was sitting at her desk in the small office she shared with Chloe. She was going through some paper work, sipping coffee when Chloe's soft voice broke her concentration.

''I really like this view.'' The redhead was standing in front of a big window, her gaze a bit far away as she admired the cityscape.

''Yeah, it is nice, isn't it?'' Beca responded, though she wasn't talking about the city. She allowed herself to admire the beautiful woman in front of her for a moment, before she stood up to join her.

''Looking at all these people from above, it gives you a different perspective, you know? Everything seems smaller and more trivial when you are high enough. No pun intended.'' Chloe sent her a small smile, turning her body slightly towards Beca as she continued talking.

Beca found herself zoning out as she took in the sight before her. She didn't mean to, she loved talking to Chloe, or just listening to her impassioned little rambles, but she got easily distracted. It wasn't her fault, Chloe was just exceptionally gorgeous. Her vibrant red hair was tied into a tight bun, but a few locks managed to escape it, falling around her face. Her eyes seemed even bluer than ever, thanks to the blue top the woman was wearing. Beca's eyes fell to the soft, pink lips, which were forming words that Beca couldn't fully register.

Suddenly, Chloe stopped talking, probably having realised that Beca hasn't been paying attention.

''Beca...'' Chloe started to say something, probably intending to question Beca's actions, but she was cut off by a pair of lips crushing into hers.

As soon as Beca realised what she's done, she panicked, pulling away hastily, spilling apologies at the same time. Chloe, who's been standing stiffly as if frozen, regained her composure and interrupted Beca's frantic words, grabbing the lapels of her jeans to yank her closer, and kissed her hard.

Shocked for a second, Beca managed to pull herself together, her hands circling Chloe's waist as she eagerly kissed back.

And god, Chloe was a fantastic kisser. Soft and gentle, but passionate at the same time. Her lips glided over Beca's in a perfect rhythm, alternating between soft caresses and light nips, making Beca's knees weak. When Chloe licked slowly over Beca's bottom lip, she couldn't help but moan, immediately granting the redhead access. Their tongues met, and Beca felt her brain melting as Chloe skilfully explored her mouth.

After a few long minutes, they reluctantly broke away, broad smiles on their faces.

''So, um, I'm guessing it means you like me too?'' Beca asked in her awkward fashion, though a small smirk was already forming at her lips at the sight of a slightly disheveled redhead.

''Haven't I made that clear?'' Chloe chuckled, her expressive eyes sparkling in amusement.

''Well, kinda.'' Beca said said playfully, stepping closer to Chloe, gripping her hips lightly. ''Let me just make sure.'' She said as she leaned in to kiss Chloe again.


The next time Beca lost control around Chloe was on a Friday night, almost two weeks after their first kiss.

They haven't defined what they were yet, opting to keep things light and casual. Especially at work, both women were careful not to let their growing feelings for each other show. Relationships between partners weren't exactly unprecedented, but they were rare and generally discouraged. Strong emotions were dangerous during missions, as they could cloud judgment and cause a distraction. So they both agreed to keep the things between them quiet, at least for the time being.

But when the green jealous monster reared his ugly head, Beca was totally helpless.

Their team decided to hit the bar after work on Friday and Beca and Chloe decided to join them. They needed a little relaxation after dealing with criminals all week.

The evening was going smoothly, Beca chatting lightly and laughing with her friends, when she caught sight of a tall guy who was totally hitting on Chloe. He was leaning against the bar on one elbow, standing too close to the redhead in Beca's opinion. He handed her a drink with an overconfident smile and leaned in even closer, saying something in Chloe's ear to which she laughed heartily.

Beca saw red. Not giving a single fuck anymore, she stood up from her stool and power walked towards them, stopping in front of the guy and pushing him away.

''Fuck off, dude. She's mine.'' She growled, giving him her best death glare.

The guy open his mouth to retort, but promptly closed it seeing Beca's expression. The petite brunette could be really menacing if she wanted to.

As the man walked off, Beca slowly turned towards Chloe.

The redhead's expression was unreadable. Beca gulped, only now realising what she's done.

''Chlo, I'm so sorry.'' She stammered. ''I don't know what came over me. I acted like a possessive asshole and we're not even officially dating, I'm -''

This time it was Chloe who cut her off by kissing her passionately. Beca was caught off guard, but she recovered quickly, melting in Chloe's embrace. Through the rush of blood pounding in her ears she could vaguely hear their friends' catcalls, but at this point she couldn't care less.

''Maybe it's time we changed that.'' Chloe said as she pulled back, her voice husky. ''Do you want me, Bec?''

Beca could only nod dumbly, all words having escaped her at the moment.

''Then I'm yours.'' She said in a seductive whisper, making Beca's toes curl. Chloe leaned close to her ear, her hot breath ghosting over Beca's sensitive shell. ''And you're mine.''

Those words tipped the scale. Beca surged forward to give Chloe one more kiss, short but thorough, and then took her hand and dragged Chloe out of the bar. They were followed by more whistles from their teammates, but Beca didn't have any more fucks to give.

They cabbed to Chloe's apartment, as it was closer. As soon as they made it to the door, their clothes started to come off.

Giggling between fervent kisses, the two stumbled to the closest furniture, which happened to be the couch.

After two rounds, they finally made it to the bedroom, where they continued making love until the early hours of the morning.

The next day, when the pair walked hand in hand to HQ, they were greeted by a chorus of catcalls. Jesse was teasing Beca relentlessly all day with a huge grin on his face. Mitchell senior gave the new couple a stern talking to, warning them not to let their relationship interfere with work. Beca could tell he didn't exactly approve of her choice, but she didn't care much for his opinion. She was happy.


The first time they said 'I love you' was kind of accidental. They spend the night as usual in Beca's apartment. When Chloe woke up the next day, stretching languidly in the queen size bed, she noticed that Beca was still fast asleep beside her. The early morning light seeping from beneath the curtains cast the room in a warm glow, making Beca's sleeping form look almost angelic. Chloe propped herself up on one elbow, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from Beca's face, admiring her girlfriend's beauty with a loving smile on her face. The brunette didn't even stir, so Chloe nudged her lightly, chuckling when Beca only flailed her hand in her general direction.

''Becs, time to wake up.'' Chloe said, smiling amusedly at Beca's scrunched up nose.

''Coffee.'' Was a grumbled response. Chloe chuckled, shaking her head at Beca's morning grumpiness.

''It's Chloe, actually. You should know that by know, you did scream my name pretty loudly a few hours ago.'' Chloe couldn't help but tease.

''Ass.'' Came another laconic response, though Beca at least opened one eye.

''You happen to love my ass, judging by the amount of times I caught you staring at it.''

''Just give me my coffee, woman.'' Beca opened her second eye, though still didn't seem to be planning to move any time soon. ''Please.'' She added with a small pout.

Chloe melted a little inside at the adorable dork. She rolled her eyes, sitting up. ''Fine, fine. You're lucky I love you so much.'' She said with a wide smile on her face, though it quickly faded when she realised what she'd said.

Her words did wake Beca up completely, the brunette sitting up with a lighting speed, her eyes wide.

''I, uh, I mean,'' Chloe uncharacteristically stammered. ''I know it's probably too soon, but I just -''

Before she knew what was happening, she was tackled onto the mattress with Beca on top of her. The brunette kissed her deeply, but all too soon pulled back, looking at her intently.

''It's not too soon. I feel it too.'' Beca said, her thumb stroking gently Chloe's cheek. ''I love you.''

Her reverent voice and the way she was looking at Chloe made all the redhead's doubts vanish. Huge grins soon appeared on both of their faces, before they met in a passionate kiss.

Needless to say, they didn't make it to work on time that day.


''Chlo, get down!'' Beca shouted, delivering a swift, high kick to the man's head, just as Chloe dropped down to the floor. The man fell limply next to her.

''Ha! Have you seen that?! I was fucking awesome!'' Beca exclaimed proudly, extending her hand to help Chloe get up.

''Your modesty astounds me sometimes.'' Chloe rolled her eyes at her girlfriend's antics.

''Oh, shut up. You love me.'' Beca said with a goofy grin on her face.

''I do.'' Chloe admitted, getting lost in thoughts for a moment.

Since she moved in with Beca four months ago, their relationship grew even stronger. They were practically joined at the hip, doing everything together. It still amazed Chloe at times, how they seemed to just click together from the moment they met. And she hadn't even planned to make any lasting friendships in here, much less a committed relationship.

Chloe transferred to Atlanta's FBI office with a sole purpose to end what her dad had started – put all the vipers behind the bars. Then, she was going to get back to Tampa. No distractions along the way.

But then she met Beca and fell head over heels in love with the tiny brunette.

Everything about her was drawing Chloe in. Her stormy blue eyes, the special smile that was reserved only for Chloe, her genuine care hidden behind a badass exterior. Chloe didn't stand a chance. Not that she minded.

Chloe shook herself out of her musings, realising that Beca's been staring at her all this time with an unreadable expression on her face. She raised a lone brow at her, asking her wordlessly what was on her mind.

Beca stood still for a moment longer. ''Marry me.'' She finally blurted out in a slightly breathless whisper.

Chloe blinked dazedly. Did she just say...?

Beca, noticing her confusion, came closer, taking Chloe's hands in hers.

''Marry me, Chloe. I love you more than I thought I could ever love anyone. I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else by my side. I know we haven't been together for that long, and maybe the circumstances aren't the most romantic, but I've been thinking about it for a while now. And when you said 'I do', I just thought, why not? I know I don't need to wait anymore, I'm sure about you. About us. What do you say?''

Chloe was at a loss for words, Beca's speech making her forget how to even form them. Seeing the growing fear in Beca's eyes, she surged forward, kissing her desperately, trying to convey her response wordlessly.

Pulling back after a long moment, she tenderly took Beca's face in her hands. Beca sent her a hesitant smile. ''Is that a yes?''

''Yes, Beca. I'd love nothing more than to marry you.'' She said, tearing up a bit.

Beca's smile grew, lighting up her entire face. She reached to the inner pocket of her jacket, retrieving a beautiful diamond ring, and carefully sliding it on Chloe's finger. Chloe admired the beautiful piece of jewelery, her heart swelling with joy.

''You got me worried there for a second, Beale.'' Beca said with that damn sexy smirk of hers.

''Okay, first, you kind of took me by surprise, Bec. I didn't exactly expect you to propose in the middle of arresting the criminal.''

They had indeed come to this house to arrest a dangerous drug dealer. The guy was still lying at their feet, unconscious. Beca only smiled sheepishly.

''And second of all - '' Chloe trailed off, leaning in to Beca's ear. ''It will be Mitchell soon.''

Beca shivered, looking at Chloe with slightly darkened eyes. ''I can't wait.'' She whispered, pulling Chloe in for another kiss.


Beca laid on the enormous bed, looking out at the ocean visible from the huge glass door in the luxurious bedroom of the gorgeous house they rented in Cabo. Chloe was sleeping peacefully in her arms, her messy red curls sprawling all over Beca's naked chest. Her left hand was curled around Beca's ribs, the gold wedding band sitting on her ring finger.

Beca recalled the events of the previous day with a content smile on her face. The wedding was a small affair, only the closest family and friends. They both preferred it that way. Chloe's mum and her two older brothers flew from Florida, along with a few cousins and Chloe's friends from her previous team. Beca's mum came from Portland, along with her sister, Beca's aunt Mary. Both mothers immediately hit it off, becoming best friends in a matter of hours. All their friends from work were there too, Jesse being the proud best man.

Chloe looked absolutely stunning in her white, tight fitting dress and it took everything in her not to forget her own name, much less the vow she was about to say.

After the reception, they flew to Cabo for their honeymoon – a wedding gift from Beca's dad. The place was gorgeous, but so far they've spent most of their time in the bedroom.

Beca smiled brightly as Chloe stirred, rubbing her naked body on Beca's in the process.

''Good morning, wife.'' Beca said, kissing the redhead's nose as Chloe opened her eyes.

''Mmm, I love the sound of that.'' Chloe purred as she pressed a tender kiss on Beca's lips.

Beca smiled into the kiss. ''Me too. I love you.''

''Love you, too.'' Chloe sighed happily, resting her head on Beca's shoulder.

The sun was slowly rising on the sky, but Beca didn't pay attention to it any longer. She had her own sun right beside her, and she swore she would always keep her safe.


Part 2: Epilogue

Beca woke up from a restful sleep, smiling at the memory of the pleasant dream she had. Letting out a yawn, she reached for her wife, but quickly realised that Chloe's not in bed with her. She sat up, looking around the bedroom, but couldn't see her anywhere. Breathing in and out slowly, she forced herself to calm down, reclining back against the headboard.

Soon enough, the redhead clad only in a silk bathrobe walk in through the patio door, and promptly joined Beca in bed. Chloe's return instantly eased Beca's mild anxiety as she wrapped Chloe up in her embrace, burring her face in soft red hair for a moment.

''Everything okay?'' Chloe asked softly, nuzzling Beca's neck.

''It is now.'' Came Beca's quiet response. Chloe pulled back a bit, looking up at her wife's face.

''I was hoping I would get back before you woke up. Sorry.'' She said, stroking Beca's cheek.

Beca kissed her briefly, tightening her grip around Chloe.

''Don't be. I'm actually doing much better now.''

''I'm glad.'' Chloe snuggled deeper into Beca's embrace, her left hand lightly tracing along Beca's jawline. The wedding band was back on her finger.

''How did you sleep? Any nightmares?'' Beca asked after a while.

''Only one, and it wasn't so bad this time. But I still wanted to walk for a while. The ocean helps me to calm down.''

''You should have woken me up. You know I wouldn't mind.'' Beca said, concern evident in her voice.

''I know. But you looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb your sleep. And it really wasn't that bad. I think they may actually end soon.''

Beca smiled gently, kissing the top of Chloe's head. ''I really hope so.''

It's been over two months since they were reunited. The events of Chloe's abduction and the following weeks they spent apart left scars on both of them. Not so much physical, as the emotional ones. The pain she went through thinking that Chloe was dead made a huge impact on Beca. Recovering from such a trauma takes time. For the first few days, Beca was practically glued to Chloe, not letting her out of her sight even for a moment. The few times she woke up without Chloe next to her, she legitimately had panic attacks.

The worst one was when Chloe went to the store around the corner for some groceries. She was literally gone for five minutes, but it was enough for Beca to go into a full panic mode. Upon waking up with her wife nowhere to be found, her mind still muddled with sleep, Beca somehow convinced herself that Chloe's actually gone, and that getting her back was only a dream. When Chloe came back, she found Beca kneeling on the floor, face streaked with tears, struggling to breath. It took her almost an hour to calm her back down. Chloe felt extremely bad about the whole situation. She apologised over and over, tearing up herself while explaining that she couldn't wake Beca up, and they didn't have anything to eat for breakfast so she decided to go to the store by herself, hoping to get back before the brunette woke. She left her a note, but Beca didn't spot it in her wild search through the apartment. Beca assured her that she didn't do anything wrong, becoming frustrated for acting like a small child, though Chloe disagreed with her vehemently.

Then, there were nightmares. At first they happened every time they closed their eyes, causing them to cling to each other tightly for comfort for long hours into the night. Of course, sex helped a lot, allowing them to fall asleep easily. They would still wake up though, haunted by the dreadful memories and even more terrifying scenarios of things that could have happened.

Beca had it easier, the nightmares appearing mostly throughout the first few nights, and then more and more sporadically.

Chloe, however, had it bad. She was a highly emotional person, and all her fears and worries projected in her dreams. Almost every night for a whole month she would wake up screaming in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, terrified. Her nightmares were also very vivid. They were all variations of Chloe's time in captivity. Sometimes she would dream that Donovan saw through her act and tortured her to death. Those were relatively easy for Beca to calm Chloe down from, by holding her securely and stroking her hair soothingly. Other times though, Chloe would dream that she actually did lose her memories and consequently kill Beca at the end. In that case, she always woke up utterly devastated, immediately starting hysterical crying. Beca hated those times the most, seeing her wife in such emotional anguish made her insides twist painfully. It also required a lot of effort to console the redhead, as the images she saw in her dreams prevented her from thinking clearly. Beca would always hold her face in her hands then, trying to maintain an eye contact and talking to Chloe in soft tones. Eventually, Chloe would calm down, but it took a toll on both of them.

Beca admired her wife though. It took a lot of strength to go through what Chloe went through and still be such a positive, happy person afterwards.

Because, as much as the nights were hard for them, during the day they were the happiest people alive. The separation made their connection even deeper, and the couple spent every moment together, enjoying life and each other. Beca cherished every second she got to spend with her wife, as she thought she would never get to do that again.

Obviously, they weren't fit to return to work just yet, so Beca's father sent them to Cabo for a well deserved holiday. Beca knew he was feeling guilty and it was some sort of apology for not supporting her enough when Chloe was gone. He even bought them the same luxurious beach house they spent their honeymoon in. Seeing the joy on Chloe's face when they got the keys made Beca instantly forgive her dad.

And so here they spent the last two months, enjoying the ocean, a private beach and a beautiful weather. Such relaxing environment really did wonders for them.

They were getting better. With every day, Beca's anxiety lessened, and Chloe's nightmares were happening less and less. Beca was sure that they would soon be okay.

''What are you thinking about?'' Her musings were interrupted by Chloe's whispered question.

''You. How much I love you. And how strong you are.''

Chloe pulled away a tiny fraction, just to look at her properly.

''You are strong too, you know? Very much so.''

At Beca's silence Chloe grew concerned. ''What's wrong?''

''I feel like I've failed you.'' Beca replied after a moment of hesitation.

''What are you talking about?'' Chloe sat up, her eyes widened.

''I promised to protect you. But I failed.'' Beca whispered in a raw voice.

''That's bullshit.'' That got Beca's attention. Good, Chloe thought. ''Baby, you did everything you could. You couldn't stop them from taking me, but if you didn't come to avenge me, I would have no way to get out of there. And you didn't even know I was alive! I don't know if I would be able to do that. Without you, I would probably fall apart.'' Chloe whispered the last part, her voice cracking a bit.

''You wouldn't. You're incredibly strong. But I'm not going anywhere, so you won't have to find out.'' Beca said, pulling her into her arms. Chloe relaxed against her, pressing a kiss to Beca's shoulder.

''I wish we could just stay here forever. Our little piece of paradise.'' She said quietly after a moment.

Beca was silent for a long while, so Chloe was surprised when she finally replied. ''So let's stay.'' She said, looking her in the eyes, a serious expression on her face.

''We can't do that Bec, you know that.'' Chloe laughed incredulously.

''Why not? We did our part, we avenged your father. I think they are going to be just fine without us.''

''Wait, are you serious?'' Chloe's eyes were wide, a smile beginning to appear on her face.

''Yeah. I mean, we're loaded now. With part of this bastard's money on our account, we could just retire now and still be able to live comfortably. I would finally have the time to focus on my music again, and you could write a book like you've always wanted to do. And the kids would love it here.'' Beca said enthusiastically, a huge grin on her face.

''Woah, let me stop you for a second. You want kids?'' Chloe asked, shocked that her wife even considered the notion of having kids. With their chosen career path, they both knew that it was not really possible, but now...

''I mean, who wouldn't want cute tiny redheads running around?'' Beca said with a smirk. ''Besides, you've always dreamt of a big family, and I want to give you that.''

Chloe looked at Beca intently, her eyes sparkling with happiness. ''Beca, I'd love that. But is it really what you want? You know you're enough for me.''

Beca kissed her tenderly, stroking her cheek when she pulled back.

''I can't wait to have kids with you.'' She said, her entire face lit up with joy.

''We'll talk about it more soon. Right now, there are important things I want to do to you.'' Chloe pushed Beca onto her back, swiftly rolling on top of her, Beca's surprised laughter sounding like a perfect melody for Chloe's ears.

They went to hell and back, but now that the storm was behind them, the future ahead looked bright.


And that's it! I hope you like this ending. It came out more serious than I planned, but I figured they wouldn't just get over everything without some kind of 'scratches' so to speak. But they're happy now, that's all that matters :) Thanks for reading, and as always, let me now what you think :)