Hi guys! Here's the next installment of the fic, I apologize in advanced if you want to rip me apart after reading this chapter. Just hang in there, you'll get your answers.

A roar of applause filled the whole auditorium as the cast and crew came out from behind the stage, one by one taking a bow in front of the audience, the curtain call ended as the director stood with the rest of the actors and staff and took a bow one last time. People began exiting, some waiting for their friends, others wanting to get a sign from the actors in the playbill they have in hand. Chloe was with the mass of hugging people in the stage, smiles were plastered on their faces. Finally, the month long play was done. It had been months of chaos, rehearsals, receiving calls, giving calls, and a sea of coffee.

After graduation, Chloe became part of a theatre community in New York founded by an alumna of Barden; she's been great friends with her after they worked together on a production for their class. Chloe loved the theater, from working behind it to acting. When she first started, she had been placed on the production team. Chloe loved the challenge; she became the production manager, the head of all the committees that'll make the production possible. It had been a rollercoaster ride, the whole team was great, there had been debates here and there, but they got through it. They created a wonderful production and the audience loved it.

After the play, they went to a bar not far from the auditorium, a production party was on full swing, beers, wine, mixed drinks, and other alcoholic beverages the bar can offer were cradled in their hands, sipping it from time to time. Chloe was holding a beer, contently sitting at a booth with some of the actors and bobbing her head to the music. She was tired and happy, but what she wanted most now is to relax.

Chloe went home, darkness met her. She smiled sadly, she missed having a roommate, she's missing so many people right now but there's one that makes her heart clench whenever she thinks about her, Beca. Chloe flicked the switch, closed the door behind her and locked it, went to her couch and just sat there. A few minutes later, her phone vibrated. Aubrey's face and name flashed on the screen. Chloe answered the call.

"Hi Bree."

"Chloe! Congratulations on your production!"

"Thanks!" Chloe stood up and went to the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. "Not that I don't want to talk to you now, Bree but I really had a long week."

"I know, I know, I need to tell you a news."

"News?" Chloe drank her glass of water and went to her room.

"Yep, but before that, I need to ask you one important question."

"Okay, shoot." Chloe flopped down on her bed.

"Are you really sure you're going back there because you want to study, not because of her?"

Chloe answered with a heavy sigh.

"Chloe, please, don't put yourself in this misery, she has a boyfriend."

"I've thought about this, Bree. I really do want to get a Master's Degree. There's much that I need to learn."

"Why not just get it from another university then? You can go to NYU, you're already in freaking New York. You won't see her, you won't get hurt. Chloe, she's the reason you cried for a week, no one ever made you cry." Aubrey said and repeated, "No one."

Chloe stood up, sat on her swiveling chair and booted up her laptop. She went through her mails and clicked on an unopened one. "I… Barden's a great university, Bree." Chloe reasoned.

"And Beca is still there." Aubrey pointed out.

"I know." Chloe sighed. Reading through the mail she opened, her eyes bulging and a smile spreading on her face.

"Aubrey!" Chloe exclaimed, "Seems like I'm really going back to Barden."

"Wait, I'm supposed to be the one who's bearing the news. So tell me why?"

"Professor Kent's having a workshop for the freshmen at Barden; he's asking some of his former students if we could help. All the expenses are paid, so why not. Anndddd…" Chloe trailed.

"You'll be able to see Beca." Aubrey finished for her. "Fine Chloe, you're still not over that Oompa Loompa, but just so you know, if she ever makes you cry again, intentionally or not, I swear to God I'll literally buy wolves and let them tear Mitchell in tiny bits.

"No need to be brutal, Bree." Chloe smiled, "So what was the news you were going to tell me?"

"Remember the scholarship you sent?"

"Yeah, but I doubt it I'll get that."

"Well, you got it! It'll cover up your tuition fee even board and lodging and, monthly allowance."

"I got it?" Chloe asked eyes wide with excitement.

"Yep, so you got to get your shit together Beale."

"I will Bree, besides, she has a boyfriend. I can live with just being her best friend."

"Alright, I'll just text you the other things you need to accomplish then you can go take that Master's you want."

"Thanks, Bree."

"Bye, I love you."

"I love you too."

The question hang between them, Chloe's brow raised a little and asked, "Are you two having some problems?"

Beca's hand instinctively touched her belly and dropped her hand quickly realizing that Chloe must've seen her action. She didn't answer Chloe, she need more time.

"Beca?" The action caught Chloe off guard, sure Beca was closed off but Beca never had a problem with Chloe worming in every little detail of her life.

"We're fine." Beca answered

Chloe knew it was a lie, and then it hit her, what if? She had to ask Beca. She had to.

"Beca, are you pregnant?"

I know that update is kind of short but I promise you'll get your answers. Stay with me awesome people.