Stacie shifts her weight from one foot to the other, even under the circumstances, she's excited to see her friends. Beca has always paid her way to visit them whenever she goes across the country, but it has been a solid, dragging month since she had seen the duo. Upon spotting the bright red and platinum blonde hair coming from gates she would take off, snatching both of them in a tight embrace,

"Stacie!" Chloe bounces, hugging back immediately. When she feels the other body wrapped in her arms tremble, she cant stop her eyes from becoming misty,

"Hey guys..." The worry in her voice makes both women stiffen in her embrace. Chloe goes to speak, but with a single glance at Aubrey she lets her lips come back together. Thankfully Stacie understands, the woman guiding them to get their luggage then out to her car. They speak idly of the flight, and how their lives are, almost feeling it to be a normal visit, almost.

"How is she?" Aubrey near whispers, the brunette in the front stiffening significantly. The pool of tears glistened back to life,

"I don't know... I've never seen her so completely closed off, she won't say a single word to me, or anyone I try to bring over to talk to her. The last I heard her voice was over twenty-four hours ago when she asked what I wanted for breakfast. Its scary you guys..." Her breath hitches, and Chloe is swift to grasp the hand not on the steering wheel. Stacie looks gratefully over at the also silently sobbing redhead, and the uneven breathing in the back indicative that Aubrey is in the same state, "She... hasn't even cried..." Stacie whispers, "She's just this shell, and I'm so afraid we have lost her..." Her head hangs a little, hand coming up to swipe away her tears, clearing her throat as she tries to gather herself to drive properly.

The rest of the ride goes by in silence, and upon slipping through Beca's home gate, the trio look over the beautiful house with something akin to pride. Their producer/DJ has done ridiculously well for herself. Signing her contract under the stipulation that they would buy her a home here, and boy did they deliver. They claimed it was so she could throw massive parties and 'keep up appearances' of course. However, all three Bellas remember fondly how little Beca partied when she finally got her big break, only stopping to answer 'the trio' as they each took their turn taking care of her. Aubrey, ever the resourceful one helps with all the paperwork, and calls her girlfriend to make sure she isn't stressing herself out, giving her tips, like going on a walk in the morning to clear her head. Chloe always made sure to call Beca after work and get the woman to eat, she never remembered, or she let time get away from her. She also brought a special kind of light to Beca, always pulling forth a smile nearly as radiant as her own. Then there was Stacie, ever insistent that relationships are necessary to make it through. She would take Beca out instead of letting her sit cooped up in an office all day, or in her room all night. She would drag the tiny DJ out even if it was just for dinner, and make her talk about her week, letting the steam come rolling off in waves. Here they were now, hoping and praying they weren't to late to get Beca out from behind the walls they had so diligently taken down brick by massive brick. With a collective and heavy sigh, they pushed out of the car and headed up through the front door of the house. The music quietly coming from upstairs is taken as a good sign, that is until Stacie shakes her head,

"She hasn't come out of her room, it's been like this, if you look in she just lays there staring at the ceiling." Clearing her throat she tries to hold back the small burst of tears, "I don't want her to go back... I don't want to lose her..." Aubrey steps up and hugs Stacie close, letting the brunette lean into her. Chloe is the one to break the moment up, "Well are you going to talk to her?" She asks Bree quietly, her hand reaching up to rub gently against her back. The blonde nods slowly, turning her face to offer a soft kiss to Stacie's cheek,

"I'm sorry... This is my fault... I'm going to see if I can fix it." She whispers, turning to head up the stairs slowly, quietly. Heading straight for Beca's room she straightens herself for the onslaught of anger she is so sure will come the moment she walks through the door. Another sigh leaves her lips and she moves to open the door without knocking, understanding that it would be useless to try right now. Once its fully open the music pushes hard against her eardrums, eyes darting to the bed to find her DJ covered by her comforter in the middle of her California King. A bit unnecessary in Aubreys book, that is, until she actually slept on it. Beca has her back to Aubrey, and it seems she hasn't heard or simply isn't responding to hearing her, so the blonde strides over and shuts the music off. The body in the bed does not move, and Bree takes this as her chance to slide up on the other side right in front of the brunette. If Beca is surprised by her showing up unannounced she does a fantastic job of not showing it, or showing anything really. She stares straight ahead, but the moment the blonde blocks the sunlight from the window she lifts the comforter over her head to hide her face, bearing down into her pillow and blankets. Aubrey rests on the edge of the bed, watching the lump on the mattress grow still again. Opening her mouth a few times to speak, she only produces a frown, tilting her head as she finally starts,

"Becs I'm sorry..." She breathes, her eyes welling up, "I'm sorry I put you through this... I made an awful decision based on fear, and I came to make things right." Still nothing comes from the lump on the bed. Aubrey knows better than to try anything like reaching out to the women, opting instead to pull the covers from her head. The mistake costs her the ability to keep her sobs restrained, the little DJ in front of her... HER little DJ, instead of anger, has her eyes closed, brows brought up in a worrying angle, face screwed up in a painful grimace that Aubrey knows means she is trying not to cry. She falls into Beca, not caring about the flinch back that she feels, she was never one for space between them anyway. Her arms slide around the smaller girl, her head falling against the pillows as she refuses to let Beca try to extricate herself, "Baby I know I fucked up, I know I did it in true Posen fashion, and I don't need your forgiveness now." This actually gives her pause, the decision finally on the tip of her tongue, the fork in the road, leaving Beca properly or begging for her back. Her breath holds as she hugs Beca closer, sobs getting a little harder as she tries a second time to start With words she cannot seem to find, leaving her mouth open only to close again. Burying her face into the pillows she would let loose for a moment, the onslaught of tears only proving that she know that she made a mistake with Beca, "Baby please come back to me... I know I don't deserve it, your kindness, your forgiveness. I know I don't, but I need you so bad in my life, and I was so afraid of fighting with you for fear of hurting you... So instead I destroyed you, because thats the only way I thought I could protect myself." She heaves a heavy breath, "I know better than to feel like I should protect myself from you... I was just so afraid..." Beca jerks back, attempting to get the blonde off of the top of her. Shaking her head hard she lets loose the sobs that had been held so harshly at bay for the last day. Her body quakes in anger, painful wails leaving her as she tries, and fails, to overpower Aubrey,

"Get off me! I don't want to do this anymore, I don't want to hurt like this anymore!" Her words smack the blonde, her tears streaming down her cheeks so rapidly it's like it's own stream. Beca jerks away from the girl again, this time getting her half way off, "Afraid!?" Beca shoves backwards, Aubrey, for what it's worth, is just trying to weather the storm, holding tight, "You were fucking AFRAID!? Of what, Posen?!" Reaching behind her back the brunette would attempt to pull Aubrey's fingers apart, prying roughly to get her to release her hold, "You... were... afraid..." Rapidly losing the energy her anger brought, it dawns on her that she hasn't eaten in a full day, that's got to be some sort of record. Her body trembles and shakes, but now it's with her harsh sobbing, hands coming up to her face to hide it in Aubrey's chest, "I can't believe this shit you put me through, I thought we were over, for real over..." Aubrey starts running her fingers through Beca's hair, her own tears flowing easily as she holds the DJ,

"I'm sorry, I'm just so sorry, I don't know how to make this better, I flew across the country on a whim... so I could try and fix what I did. Beca please, please just say yes... I need you... I can't live without you..." Heartfelt as her words are, they don't seem to have much of an effect on Beca, other than making her cry harder,

"Get out, I need to talk to Stacie..." She delivers it aggressively, demanding compliance. Thankfully, Aubrey complies, standing with a kiss pressed to Beca's forehead before nearly running out of the room. Her best friend is swift to come to the room, eyes wide as she looks over the mess that is Beca Mitchell, "Get your ass over here and hug me..." Beca tries to order, but her bite is gone, tears still falling. Stacie nearly throws herself into the smaller brunette, the duo hugging so tight air couldn't even split them apart, "I'm sorry Stace... I shouldn't have treated you like that... I just shut down, I ju-..." Stacie's fingers press against Beca's mouth,

"Hey, it's okay, I know this is literally one of the most awful things that could have happened. You had every right to shut down, I shouldn't have freaked, I should have given you more time." her fingers slide through Beca's hair now, "Are... are you two going to make up? Or is this just... I mean I would understand if it were to much... she kinda shattered your heart... I guess I'm going to have to kick her ass." Stacie makes to get up, and she is pleased to see Beca actually sport a small smile as she grabs her back to the bed,

"Don't you dare, I still love her even though she has royally fucked this up this time. I don't know Stace, and I'm sorry to cut this short, but is Chlo here?" Beca looks up at her through misty eyes, the tears seeming to have stopped but only for a breath,

"Yeah Becs, she's here, want me to get her?" When she spies the DJ's small nod she would chuckle softly, "I'm so claiming the first smile on this one, Beale can suck it!" This earns her a small grin once again before she is up and headed out the door. Grasping the doorknob she turns to face her best friend one more time, "I love you Becs, I'm glad everything is going to be okay... but I want you to think long and hard about this, she was pretty fucking awful this time... and I wouldn't forgive someone who did that to me." With that she is gone, leaving Beca to her thoughts.

Chloe is holding an openly weeping Aubrey when the brunette returns downstairs, still sporting a small smile. She reigns it in quickly, offering her arms out, "Trade me Chlo, Becs wants to see you." After the switch Chloe would take the stairs two at a time, excited and terrified at the same time. She moves up to the door and holds her breath as she pushes it open. What she finds nearly makes her sob with joy. Beca has scooted to the side of the bed, staring right at Chloe with an expectant gaze, her arms wide open. For what it's worth, Chloe really tried not to tackle her into the bed, but as they fell to the mattress with an audible 'oomph' she couldn't seem to find any regrets in it.

"Beca Beca Beca Beca!" She cried over and over again, her body vibrating with excitement, "I was so afraid you would shun me due to association!" She hugs the girl tighter and wiggles around,

"Mmph... Chl-Chlo! Breathing!" Upon being released from the death grip she would shake herself, laughing when she realizes all Chloe did was sit up, she was literally straddling her hips, "Chlo... I could never be mad at you because you are friends with Aubrey, that would be terrible..." Beca sits up on her elbows, looking up at the girl with a warm smile, but tears flow once again, "Chlo I don't know what to do... Stace said she wouldn't give someone who acted the way Bree did a second chance, but I love her so much..." She lets her head fall back to the bed, sighing softly as Chloe leans down and shifts so she's snuggling into her side,

"I don't know Beca, it's not my decision to make, but you two do love each other right?" Beca nods at the redheads words without hesitation, this makes Chloe smile, "Would you like to make things work with her then?" This one takes a minute, but eventually Beca nods again, "So you want it, and she wants it, but you're afraid she's going to crush you again, yes?" Chloe's fingers drum along Beca's side as she gets the last nod, "Then I think you two need to sit down and have a true heart to heart, like down and dirty, put it all on the table talk." She waggles her eyebrows, "Your table looked pretty sturdy..." Beca laughs, a full belly laugh, whacking Chloe on the arm, "Hey! Watch the merchandise, this body is precious to me..." Beca only laughs harder, her face turning into the blankets,

"Fuck, Chlo... you're going to kill me. I think that's a really good idea, without the undertones you included, I need to shower and get a little cleaned up though. Mind taking Stacie out shopping on my tab? Aubrey can join you later if you want..." The shriek of joy from her second best friend was all the answer she needed. One of her favorite things in the world is spoiling the friends close to her, and lord knows they absolutely love it too, so she knew it would get them out of the house for a while. Chloe jumps up and when Beca sits up they hug again, gentler this time,

"I love you! Not just because of your money, but that is nice." She offers a wink and a light giggle, "But seriously, I love you, please don't ever leave me, I will have to hunt you down." Skipping out of the room Chloe would head downstairs, a large smile gracing her beautiful face.