So I finally have time to write. The last two years have been in a word: harsh. Anywho. Was looking over comments and chapters from all my stories and I really didn't like what I posted. So I am going over the chapters and editing them. Expanding scenes and pretty much preparing this story to end so it's sequel can start. Basically cleaning them up. While the story will stay true to the original it will include some things from PP2.

Thank you for all the reviews. And support.

I hope the reposting won't take long.

Rune

You're Going to Miss Me When I'm Gone

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Chapter 2

"Of course you are not a dog! You weren't a dog from the moment you walked passed us at that activity fair! If you had been you would have rolled over for me and begged me to fuck you!" Bree spat towards her lover.

At least she hoped at this point Beca would remain with them as their lover. She had never seen Beca get this angry. Now she wished she and Chloe had pressed just a little bit more about what happened between her and Jesse. They both messed up. She could own up to that and she could see where Beca was coming from to a point but for her to be this…adamant that she was leaving them. She wished that they knew what had truly happened that send her flying to their sides'. Which was where they wanted her in the first place so she wasn't complaining about the end result.

"Wow Bree. That was put like a pro." Beca sassed back making Aubrey want to growl.

"I think what Bree meant was that we don't think of you that that. We want you here. With us. For always."

"That isn't what Bree just said though, is it? 'Beca, you belong with us. You always will for as long as we love you.' I don't want a love like that. It should be forever. Till death do, and only, part. If the love you feel for me has gone then you both never loved me in the first place." Taking a deep breath she struggled with what she was about to say next. "You only saw me as a fuck toy."

She picked up her bag, turning for the door when Aubrey's voice called out again. "Your stuff is still here Beca. We love you and won't let you go."

With out missing a beat Beca reached the door and opened it, not caring that the world could see her ex-lovers naked. "If you really had cared Posen. You both would have noticed that my stuff has been missing for a week now. This," she emphasized by shaking the bag in her hand, "was the last of it."

The last she heard as she closed the door behind her was bare feet running for her office room and soon after two cries.

She shot up blinking rapidly as the room slowly came into focus. Waiting a beat as her heart calmed once more she let out a frustrated growl as she threw the blankets to the side, heading for the shower.

She hated that dream. It had been six years since she had seen her. Five and a half since she had seen Chloe. Her fist slammed into the wall, no matter how much time had passed it still felt like two pieces of her heart were missing. After Beca had left they had tried to track their girlfriend down, but it was like she had disappeared into thin air. The Bellas weren't talking and later she had realized that the Bellas honestly hadn't known where their captain had gone.

Senior year started. It took a month and a half before Chloe came across a postcard from Beca to the Bellas letting them know she was alive and all right. There was no return address or anything identifying about the postcard to know where it had been sent from. Beca sent postcards ever other week with an update on her health however she never asked about Chloe or Bree and she never wrote them herself.

It hurt.

A lot.

It had been a sobering moment to understand how little Beca thought she meant to them. She genuinely believed that they hadn't cared or loved her. Looking back Aubrey didn't blame her. There were too many "should haves' that they hadn't done. They should have gone after her the moment before Beca had placed one foot out that door. They should have raced after her naked or not. Aubrey wasn't above saying that they should have called the police or a private investigator to find her.

Which was the next option on her to do list. She had waited until now to search for them. It wasn't that she hadn't wanted to find them sooner. She just understood that she had needed to pull herself together if she was going to make a life for them all. It had been torture not chasing after Chloe, finding Beca. She had to be smart about it. About finding them. Getting to L.A. was the start of her plan. Getting this job was the next. It would put her in the last place she had ever imagined she would be, a small grin formed, yet it would be worth it in the long run.

Regret filled her. So many 'what ifs' that could have been 'what are's' if they hadn't waited, was her wishful thinking. It was the shock, maybe, that caused them to wait: the shear disbelief that Beca was gone from their lives forever.

Foolishly, they had waited over a day for the tears to stop and their search to begin. They tried each of the Bellas and in a moment of desperation they had gone to Jesse's place to see if she had turned up there. Jesse had been missing and no one knew where he was. Benji hadn't been his roommate since the middle of sophomore year so all they had received for that trouble was the slamming of the door in their face. At first the Bellas assured them that she was safe and warm and sooner or later Beca would be back.

Aubrey never knew which Bella found out they broke up causing Beca to leave. It was two weeks after that the Bellas found out and refused to talk about it. Chloe was only allowed in the house because of her status as a Bella. The group despised what both of them had done to their captain and like true friends and followers they believed in Beca. Forgiveness had come by word of Fat Amy two years later. It was then that she had learned that Lily was keeping tabs on everyone. By then though Chloe and her had split. It had only been six months after Beca left them that they completely fell apart.

She had moved to Cambridge, Massachusetts to finish her degree while Chloe stayed at Barden. She had moved to her own place and eventually disappeared. Aubrey had asked but no one had heard a thing from the ginger.

Aubrey leaned against the wall as the cold water washed away her tears. Remembering what she had lost. They couldn't hold it together without Beca. Round after round of blame and tears ripped them apart until Chloe had left to go to her parent's. When Chloe had returned to Barden she had gone to one of the single dorms. The Bellas hadn't protested and her involvement was limited.

After Harvard Law, Aubrey had made her way to New York interning with one of the firms who dealt with media. She had given it a lot of thought and becoming a lawyer for a Music Company was the best way she could think of to someday help Beca. She had done well and the team loved her devotion. When her boss had mentioned the job opening in L.A she leaped at the chance to be here.

California, Los Angeles

She had finally made it; L.A where Beca had dreamed of going and being a world famous DJ.

Aubrey shut off the water.

A small but sad smile lit her face.

She understood what Beca meant that day. Caring and love were two different animals.

And she loved Beca and Chloe with all her heart.

She'll find them both and this time she would do things right.

~0~

She hated traffic, and right then she honestly couldn't decide which one was worse: L.A or New York. The cabbie driver kept glancing at her in his mirror before licking his lips. She almost wished that she still barfed under pressure. It would make him quit with the eye fucking. If he tried something her can of MACE would get a work out and his ability to have kids would be called into question.

"So you doing anything later, Babe?"

"Speak to me again aca-dick and you'll find yourself wearing your ass as a hat."

She heard the whispered 'dyke' as the cab pulled up to MBP Records. Quickly stepping out of the cab she gave the jerk her most sickening smile, "And my two girls are hotter than you could ever be bitch."

Throwing a fifty at the dickhead she turned to face the building. This was her next step. After she's hired as the company's lawyer she would begin asking around about Beca. See if anyone in the industry had heard of her. It had been a let down that no one in New York had. And it was told to her that maybe Beca didn't go by her name. The only name she thought Beca would use would be DJ Titanium because of that song that brought her and Chloe together in the first place only no such luck. It was okay. First Beca then together they would find Chloe and finally they would live happily ever after, farfetched she knew but she was going to get there.

With them.

She hoped.

"Ms. Posen?"

"Yes," She hadn't realized that she had already walked into the building and was sitting in one of the lobby chairs. The secretary gave her a smile as she stood from her chair. Glancing at the clock she realized fifteen minutes had passed.

The secretary smiled, "Don't worry. We get visitors like that all the time. One man, like you, walked in, sat for an hour staring at the black and silver walls before he realized we had called his name. The boss didn't hire him but he was pretty wowed by us."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it. CR, will see you now. Take this pass, go over to the elevator and ask for the top floor. Once you get to the top go down the hall and it's the first office on the left."

"Thank you Miss."

The man guarding the elevator looked at her pass before letting her on. The ride up was quite and music filled the box. Some sounded like originals and others were mash-ups that she had heard on the radio. DJ MBP had hit the top of the chats for sales and singles. Their latest album was rumored to go Diamond on it's release date. The company worked with a majority of singer/songwriters. It was something they encouraged and nurtured.

"You can do this Aubrey. You will do this. You will find Beca and then Chloe and this is the first step there." She mumbled to herself.

The doors open allowing her to step into hallway. It was a lot like the lobby floor. Black and silver wall to wall with everything standing in it's own specific place. MBP Records was everything she had heard it was. Awards decorated the walls with some of the top names in the industry. The most interesting feature was the masks beside the awards. Painted half in black and the other in silver with the trademark singular blue and green tear on the left side.

Each one was slightly different in shape and size minus the colors and teardrops. It had been the DJ's trademark since they started. No press releases for the why or what it signified, it just was. Rumor, of course, ran. The harsher ones ranged from the DJ was as ugly as a pig's ass or they had a horrible disfigurement. Most just believed it was a catch phrase to lure in the audience. Make them a little more mysterious.

It was only a few second before she realized that she passed the door where she would be needed. Turning back around she found the office and knocked briefly against the wood. There was a voice on the other side that sounded familiar but she wasn't sure where she could place it.

A loud holler called for her to enter. Immediately she opened the door stepping in taking in the room. The office, unlike the hallway, was a mess. It felt personable and warm. Pictures hung around the room with what looked to be a group of ladies smiling. Aubrey let a small smile form. The one on the desk looked like the one of the Bellas after they won their first ICCA. The chair in front of her was turned towards the window overlooking the city showing her the person's back. The black hair with red highlights reminded her of Cynthia Rose. They were making small noises of approval before the person shouted loudly into the speaker.

"I don't care if it's a hunter. That is my hunter and you need to quit flirting with all the clients."

Aubrey felt her blood freeze as silence filled the room again as the person listened before they said, "Stacie, I understand that, but let's get something straight here. You're my girlfriend and I don't share. Get it?"

Aubrey frowned as she swallowed hard. There was no way that raspy voice could belong to…

The person turned around and then their brown eyes widen in surprise at seeing her, but Aubrey would years later swear that hers widen more.

"Stacie. Stacie, I need to go. The new lawyer is here and I think this is going to take awhile. ...Everything is fine. Just, I'll give you a call later to update you. Bye." Setting down the phone in its cradle Cynthia Rose stared at her former captain in surprise.

She had heard from Fat Amy that the former Bellas captain might be moving out this way, but she never expected Aubrey Posen, aca-Nazi bitch would be standing in front of her. This time she held the power over Aubrey. One word from her and Aubrey would never get a at MBP Records. If she decided to ruin Aubrey's career in the music industry she would be able to do that as well. If Aubrey got her 'okay' then it was a meeting with the owner and boss. If the boss ever decided to show up that day.

Just thinking of that meeting made her want to crawl under her desk. It wouldn't even hold a candle to the time she went into debt for 50,000 after gambling. Although that hadn't been a good time either. Glancing at the paperwork that hit her desk that morning she admitted it would be petty to withhold the job for something that happened six years ago. The references spoke for them self. Aubrey was good at her job and that was just what they needed right now. If her feelings for Beca were still there then she would be the best one for the job.

She had been one of the key contributors ensuring that Chloe and Aubrey had no news of Beca after they learned Beca had left because of Chloe and Aubrey. She could remember some of the nights Beca would come over upset. She would sit on the couch with her headphone on bobbing her head to the beat. She never shared everything only her worries if they loved her or not. She had her suspicions about Beca leaving like she did but Fat Amy's idea after they learned Beca went MIA was the greatest.

Put Aubrey and Chloe a croc pit to wrestle their way out.

As much as she blamed them she placed all the blame on Jesse. She had had her suspicion but no proof.

"Aubrey." She nodded in acknowledgment.

"Cynthia Rose." Aubrey greeted back. She was suddenly feeling less confident about her plan to find Beca and Chloe.

"Have a seat. I want to finish a few papers then we'll go to an early lunch and talk about your future with this company. I'm sure we can agree that you being in L.A and lawyer is no accident, right?"

Aubrey sank in the chair across from the other woman feeling all her hopes and dreams crash in front of her eyes.

"Yes, you're right."

~0~

The phone wouldn't stop ringing. She threw the pillow over her head trying to shut out the noise. Blessedly the ringing stopped only to start up again. Sitting up she ripped the phone off its cradle, shouting into the receiver, "What!?"

"Short stack! Bout time you answered but I bet you were just sleeping in again. I'm about to board my plane and CR wanted me to remind you that your new company lawyer was coming for their interview today."

Beca smiled, blinking the sleep from her eyes, even though no one could see it. Shoving the covers off she rolled out of bed. Amy continued talking about something having to do with Bumper and the awesome vacation they went on to Tasmania, which she did her best to tune out. Strolling over to her closet she grabbed her clothes for the day while still mindlessly listen to Amy chatter.

"Beca, are you even listening to my awesomeness?"

"Not really Amy. I was thinking of the mix I was working on before I went to bed last night. Also if I should wear black, black or black."

"Beca, you have more colors in there than black. Stacie has been making sure of that after we all came to California for you."

She nodded in acknowledgment to that even though she knew Amy couldn't see her. It had been an act of grace when Cynthia Rose, Amy and Stacie walked into her office two years after she left. A year after she came to California she had worked her ass off to became one of the top producers and DJs around. If only music had been enough to hold her together like it had in the past.

She couldn't even remember what her bed looked liked. She would be either She had success, money and that was it. She had cut her friends out of her life. She still talked to Shelia and they got along well yet it wasn't the same as the Bellas and the friendship she had had with them. It wasn't the same as being with Chloe and Aubrey each night talking about the future and what they would do once they all finished school. As taking those walks around the city or going to a club just to dance and let off some steam…

Like so many times before she pushed the thought of them away focusing instead on the day her friends save her again. She would never forget, or be as grateful, the day they came barging into her office. Amy had told Beca's boss that they were taking the woman. Cynthia Rose had picked her up and Stacie had flashed the room. Shoving her in a cab the three had given the taxi an unknown address.

When the taxi had come to a halt Beca had dashed out of the cab, taking off down the street. Amy and Stacie had torn after her. Amy had fallen behind quickly leaving Stacie to catch her. Her longer legs making it far easier to catch up to the smaller woman, scoop her up then carry her into the apartment that Cynthia Rose had been holding open for them. Once the four were in Stacie had dropped her on the couch, then took a step back, seating herself on the floor in front of Beca. Amy and CR had sat on each side of her preventing her from going anywhere. She had been furious, she had thought, until they asked her what the hell she had been thinking disappearing like that on them. She wasn't sure if they meant back at Barden or just then with the cab. All she had felt was something heavy drop in her stomach. She had screamed back at them, hollered that she hadn't asked for them to find much less wanted them to find her. The argument had spiraled away from there, rivaling, maybe surpassing, freshman's year argument between Chloe and Aubrey. Minus the projectile vomit.

Her friends did not give up on her. There were many days that they all ended the night in tears. It had taking time and Shelia's help, but three of them had gotten her back in her feet. Together they opened MBP Records. Cynthia Rose had argued the most about the name, but Beca stay firm on it. Stacie, when she wasn't working on her own projects for UCLA, helped meet clients. Amy scouted for new talent. What had surprised her, but in a strange way didn't was the appearance of Bumper Allen. He and Amy had started dating in the middle of Amy's senior year. He followed Amy to California after the women had the company up and running. He would help Amy when the demands of his security job for UCLA wasn't up for discussion. She just hated how ever so often he would do his best to have her sign him as a client. Amy loved and supported that man, yet even she had supported Beca's decision not to take him on after his seventh failed attempt on The Voice. It was baffling how he kept auditioning. His rejections and bruised ego was, as Amy put it, good for him so he would not become unbearable to hang around or have sex with.

Cynthia Rose took care of any paperwork that Beca couldn't be bothered to handle while she worked with clients. A year after MBP Records open Stacie and Cynthia Rose had hooked up. The story was different depending on which one asked. Stacie would say they were at a club and she had gotten so drunk that CR had to help hold her hair out of the way. Somehow they had ended up at a hotel in San Francisco only to realize the morning after how good of a friend CR was, but also she couldn't do worse than her either. CR's version was slightly more believable. The club story match. The getting drunk together also matched. Where the versions differ is the part where they stay in the city and Stacie comes on to CR. CR had been too drunk to say no at the time and the next morning they had a horrible fight with Stacie telling her not to touch her "goodies" again. Only for about five minutes to pass for Stacie to attack Cynthia Rose's lips with her own begging her to tame the hunter.

Together the four were a well-oiled machine. With her friends she had recorded and produced five of her own albums. Won over five Grammy's for her work and the help she gave those under her label. Lily had joined them later. Lily had self-appointed herself in charge of Beca's security detail plus the building security. There was a small side business of Lily selling security systems to other companies. The reviews were top notch however complaints would come in once the other company heard that MBP Records still had the best out there. Lily passed it off as MBP Records being used as the beta site for any upgrades. As a bodyguard Beca knew she had the best out there. She still had no desire to know what had happened to that overzealous fan that Lily had taken care of from last year. It was rare, yet ever so often Lily would contract out for a week or two.

Jessica and Ashley were the last of the Bellas to join them. Jessica had taken the role as receptionist. Her friendly smile had most interns and clients alike at ease. Ashley acted more of an assistant to CR. The two of them had taken a vacation three weeks ago and were due back in a day or two. They had call all the time telling the group all about France and how it really was the place to go to see a little romance in the air. Beca chuckled. There was a pool going around the office that was up to six hundred dollars on whether or not it had been a secret honeymoon or not.

Flo… she was still evading deportation. Beca was beginning to think that woman just enjoyed messing with everyone. In one of her more….interesting stories she had five US government tanks after her as she made her way up to the Canadian border, carrying six rare, one of a kind chickens while fighting off her brother who wanted to sell her and her chickens to the highest bidder. Another one was she had ventured into the Africa Congo. She had been kidnapped by natives who worshipped her as a goddess until she ate something and had diarrhea again.

They would hear from Denise through Cynthia Rose from time to time. She had gotten married to, shock of the millennium, one of the former Bellas captain: Alice. That story went down with them meeting at Denise's bakery shop and hit it off. After all the horror stories Aubrey and Chloe had told them all about Alice they wondered how someone as nice as Denise ended up with her. The first time she had met Alice the woman had tried to tell her what a rotten captain she had been. It was after she had pointed out to Alice that it was under her leadership that they were three time ICCA champions where Alice had won zero. Alice had quickly shut up then and continued to Alice apologize for being such a bitch to Chloe and Aubrey but no one held much sympathy for those two even now. The group was actually glad that did not hear from Alice often, Denise was a joy but Alice…not so much.

Before long she could hear Amy was ready to hang up while mentioning something about Stacie and her connecting flight home. She would worry about it later if there was something to actually worry for. Quickly dressing she glanced out her window wondering if someday her heart would ever find peace.

~0~

"One Venti Gingerbread Latte!" The barista called out.

The Beca smiled, grabbed the cup then exited the store smiling as she went. She had parked in the private garage of MBP then walked to the Starbucks down the block. Today something would change. She was sure of it. Her family was all going to be back. She was a success. She had proved that she had what it took to make her dreams come true. She showed her father that she could do anything even if he never believed in her. A spark of hope filled her.

Something felt different in the air. She felt, dare she say it; great. Warm California, of course it was sunny. Not even the rumor Amy had told her was going to break her mood. Today was going to be amazing. She set tonight was going to bring down the house and the new lawyer was going to clean up the mess left by the old one.

And maybe one day she would see them again. They would be married for sure. Maybe their last name would be Beale or it could be Posen or even Posen-Beale. She shook her head at that last thought. Posen–Beale was just awful. They would have the typical two point five kids. House in New York. Chloe would be a doctor, of some kind, spreading her smile for all to see. Children's doctor would have suited the red head the best. She would step onto the floor bringing comfort to all who stepped through those double doors needing help. Aubrey would be powerful criminal law attorney. Partner within her firm, but knowing her ex-girlfriend Aubrey had most likely opened her own practice. She liked being in control of her life.

It had made no sense why someone like Aubrey would have wanted her. She liked to sleep in. Leave her bed unmade because what was the point of making her bed when just fourteen hours she would be getting back into it. She would rather have Taco Bell then have to cook on her own. Chloe had been the cook for the three of them. Aubrey excelled at keeping the house clean, where had that left her in the mix?

Her steps slowed till they came to a halt. "Stay chilled." She whispered to herself, "Forget them. They are gone and you're glad. Right? Right."

A couple years ago she had toyed with the idea of finding them. Maybe making amends. Then what? Win them over after they showed that she meant nothing to them. Prove that they needed her even if she didn't need them? Would the kids call her auntie instead of mom? Would their kids even let her be in their lives?

Shaking away the confusing and confliction thoughts she glanced at her watch. It was way after lunch. She hadn't meant to arrive to work so late today of all days. As she went to step forward Beca suddenly lost her balance when someone suddenly slammed into her. She barely caught her balance when another body slammed into her from behind knocking her to the pavement. She heard the hastily called "sorry" passed her followed whoever else had hit her shout, "wait, damn it".

She lifted her head in time to see a red head and a blonde dashing down the street unmindful of the people they were knocking over. Maybe today was just going to be another day after all. With a side of Aca-Really people?

~0~

"I understand that."

The woman waited a beat before answering, "No please don't leave. I should be there in thirty minutes. Traffic isn't too bad right now so I might be there even sooner."

She dodged around those walking hoping to find a cab soon. She was glad to be off work and going home. Part to full time wasn't the greatest of hours but they were hours and she needed them.

"Look I really have to get to class on time. Are you really sure you will be here?"

"Yes I'm sure. Tell her I'll be there soon and maybe we will get pizza for dinner and if she was extra good I'll throw in a movie."

She sidestepped a man powerwalking down the street. She just wanted to get home. Sit on the couch watching a movie. Being there was the only true joy in her life now. She had screwed up too badly in the past for any kind of forgiveness. Of her two biggest mistakes she could never decide which one had been the greater regret. It was a toss-up between wishing things were different or keeping them exactly as they were. Time flew on. It didn't stop or slow for wishful dreams. Her life was what it was.

"Sure thing. See you in a bit."

"Thanks Dinah."

Slipping the phone back into her bag the woman hurried toward the cabs waiting on the street. She almost had a hand on a cab door when another person gasped then roughly pulled her into a hug. Arms surrounded her within their warmth bring her body firmly against theirs. A vanilla scent that she hadn't experienced in years flared through her senses causing her to melt within the embrace before sense took over and one of the voices she had missed so much whispered in her ear, "I can't believe it's you. I've missed you so much Chloe."

TBC…