A/N: I don't own Pitch Perfect or any of its characters. Everything else is mine, including all the mistakes.

Dishes were scattered across the table as the two spent a good part of the early evening talking. The brunette wasn't happy to learn unpacking would hinder their four day weekend. In the end she caved, only after being promised no unpacking before Saturday afternoon.

However, Beca was excited to hear Chloe's school was going to be performing at Carnegie Hall for their final performance, a yearly tradition for the Trinity School Choir. Her primary focus was always the choir but ever since taking over as head of the music department she'd made great strides incorporating the whole department together and this final concert was going to do just that.

Beca loved how passionate her girlfriend was about her job, she truly was a great teacher. Beca only wished to be as inspiring at her job, starting music outreach programs. She'd only started one and in the short time it'd been active was doing well, well enough that the record label was willing to invest in another.

Standing Beca cleared the plates from the table, carrying them to the sink. Chloe moved to help but was quickly stopped.

Smiling Beca stated, "I got this under control."

"Thanks baby," Biting back laughter a thought crossed Chloe's mind, "See, you'll make a great housewife someday."

"Not happening…" Pointing a soapy finger at the redhead, Beca's response was quick, "Besides you'll be my hot trophy wife everyone talks about."

Chloe froze, her stomach and heart doing a flip flop unsure of how to react to Beca's my wife words. She'd been thinking about it a lot, but they'd never talked about it as a couple. Looking at Beca cleaning the dishes Chloe didn't think the words clicked in her girlfriends mind, she'd been too casual about it.

"Ok deal."

Deciding to save that conversation for another time. Chloe pushed her chair in before starting to leave the room. "I'm going to change be back right back."

"No probl…" Lights flickering cut Beca's words off. Drying her hands she jokingly asked, "You pay the electricity bill Beale?"

Flipping on the outside lights, Chloe grinned at the falling snow, it was coming down hard and blowing sideways. Their back patio was already unrecognizable, with a few inches covering the ground and the patio table and chairs.

"Shit, look at the ice hanging on the trees," Beca replied walking up and peering out the window. The lights wavered again and she looked up. "I bet there's ice on power lines too."

"Ok now I'm really going to change."

Walking into the living room Beca grabbed an unpacked box, ripping two large chunks from the lid.

"I'll start the fire and we can watch it snow."

Ten minutes later Chloe was descending the final flight of stairs when the lights completely shut off. Maneuvering her way around the boxes scattered across the floor she made her way to the couch that Beca had pushed in front of the fireplace.

Chloe heard movement in the kitchen, the brunette soon emerged expertly balancing two cups of hot chocolate in one hand and a bag of marshmallows in the other.

Handing a cup over and tossing the bag between them she finally spoke, "The store didn't have graham crackers so giant marshmallows was the best I could do."

Opening the bag and grabbing a couple Chloe put one in her cup before eating the second.

"Hey, clothing thief."

Chloe halted midchew before resting her cup on the table. Looking over Beca wore a playful yet questioning expression, "I see you found my hoodie and pajama pants, what am I supposed to wear?"

Swallowing what remained in her mouth the redhead giggled shoving her hands into the sweater pockets leaning into the couch. "They were easily accessible so I took them."

"I just wore those last night, I planned on using them again."

"I know, it's getting cold and they're warm. Plus," Lifting an arm she, brought the sleeve to her face, "It smell's like you."

"You are so weird."

Beca couldn't help but laugh, this was not the first or the last time she would hear those words. Standing she made her way upstairs to change.

An hour later and Chloe was fidgeting, she was bored out of her mind. Glancing to her right Beca was draped upside down on the couch, looking just as bored as she was with feet dangling in the air, staring at the fireplace.

When the hell did that happen, Chloe thought.

The redheads face lit up, an idea forming in her mind.

"Beca, want to play a game?"

"Does it involve you stripping?" Beca nonchalantly replied watching the flames dance along the floor.

"What? No, where did that come from." Chloe replied with an exasperated sigh.

"I'm just saying, your games are lame, but that one's fun for me." Beca flipped over sitting upright on the couch, "What do you have in mind?"

"Hide and go seek, there's just enough light outside to be able to see."

Chloe was met with silence, she could see the wheels turning in Beca's brain and an evil grin appearing on her face. Chloe knew she was in for it, that look meant trouble but she was confidant she'd win.

"I'm in, under one condition…"

"What's that?"

"When you lose and you will," Beca was met with challenging blue eyes. "I get to pick the next game."

"Deal," Proudly crossing her arms over her chest the redhead added, "but that's not happening I'm the master."

"We'll see about that Beale."

With a hand shake the two began laying out the ground rules. They unanimously agreed that outside and the laundry room was off limits, Beca had a horrifying experience in a dryer one time, everywhere else was fair game. Beca also set a specific time rule, after twenty minutes of searching, if the hider wasn't found, the seeker lost. They agreed to five rounds, that way there could be no tie, even though Chloe confidently stated she'd only need three. Finally the starting point would be the couch with a countdown to twenty-five.

Doing rock, paper, scissors, best out of three, determined Beca to be the first person hiding.

"Before I start counting I'll give you a head start, you'll need it." Chloe factually stated pulling the hoodie over her eyes. "Go!"

Beca was off, sprinting up the stairs, not so subtly trying to hide the sound of her feet along the steps. Making her way into their bedroom she stopped, opening the closet door. She smirked, leaving just enough gap to look like someone had entered, before doing an about face and slipping into the bathroom.

Chloe thought this round wouldn't last more than five minutes as she heard Beca's footsteps ascending the stairs while counting. Standing she leisurely worked her way up the steps entering the bedroom, silently laughing at the beginners fake out tactic of leaving the closet door open.

Slowly opening the bathroom door and glancing around she almost missed Beca, almost. The smaller girl was wrapped in Chloe's robe still hanging from a hook in the corner next to the shower.

Wearing a satisfied grin Chloe tiptoed up, "Unoriginal, I win" Ripping the robe off the hook and away from Beca's body she yelled in victory, "One point to team Beale!"

"That was your free pass," Beca smirked making her way downstairs, Chloe happily bouncing behind her.

"You testing my abilities?"

"Wouldn't you like to know…"

Returning to the living room, Beca made herself comfortable on the couch. Zipping up her hoodie she winked before covering her eyes.

Beca slowly counted to twenty-five, trying to hone in on any telling sounds or movements. So far she didn't hear any echoes or doors, so Chloe hadn't gone upstairs. What she did hear, every time she said a number, was quiet rustling coming from the kitchen. To verify her predictions she briefly paused at seventeen, no sound, eighteen, even though their house was big she still heard the slight movement again. Smirking she knew this trick, it was the oldest in the book.

Beca sat for a good eight minutes on the couch letting the tension build before getting up, this will make Chloe think she's won.

Shuffling into the kitchen the brunette let out a fake frustrated sigh, "This is ridiculous."

Nearing the table Beca ran her hands across the chairs then tabletop. Balling her hands into fists she lightly tapped out a random pattern. Bending down Beca laughed seeing her girlfriend lying as flat as possible against the back wall across from the chairs.

"I'll give you credit, you were stealthy on that one Beale," Pulling the chairs out Beca helped Chloe stand. "How'd you manage virtually no sound?"

"Tricks of the trade." Came the annoyed reply as the redhead made her way back to the couch.

The game progressed the same way with the hider upping the ante each round. Beca tried the small cabinet under the sink one time and almost made it to twenty minutes, while Chloe hid curled up under the stairs leading to the third floor. Beca knew Chloe was a competitive person but each time she lost a point it lit a fire in her. Beca could see her getting more and more frustrated as the minutes ticked by.

"We're tied and it's the final round Beale, this one's for all the marbles."

"Whatever Mitchell," Chloe got into Beca's face, poking her girlfriends chest. "You…Are…Going…Down…"

Placing a hand over the redheads eyes Beca guided her to couch.

"We'll see about that."

Barely breathing Beca slowly backed away into the darkest corner of the living room, as Chloe began counting. She'd been waiting the entire game for this round, purposely making herself visible but not that visible the entire time. This was her signature tactic, the one she always played and it won the game every time.

"Twenty-five…" Chloe finished raising her voice. "Ready or not her I come!"

Chloe rose from the couch, cracking her knuckles ready to get down to business, walking over she peeked into the kitchen. Little did she know Beca was following right behind her, but not to close. The brunette was close enough that she could hear everything her girlfriend was saying, all the while remaining undetected.

The two drifted around the first floor, checking in boxes and closets. With Beca trailing close behind the redhead made her way up the stairs, stopping on the second floor landing she entered a room. Beca leaned on a wall grinning as she waited for her girlfriend to exit.

Beca's new game went on for a good fifteen minutes before she saw the redhead stomp her foot letting out a frustrated "Where the fuck are you?" before entering their bedroom for the second time.

Chloe looked down at her phone, it'd been eighteen minutes since she started looking. She was now franticly looking under the bed while Beca leisurely leaned on the door jam.

The redhead was in the closet standing on a suitcase looking on the top shelf when Beca heard it, Chloe's alarm indicating her twenty minutes was up.

Before slipping into the shadows of the hallway Beca did a fist pump in the air, she'd won.

Now it's time to have a little fun, Beca thought, her evil grin reappearing.

Sighing in defeat Chloe stepped out into the hallway, walking over she leaned her hands on the railing, "I looked everywhere."

Stepping forward Beca stopped directly behind the redhead, leaning in she whispered, "Yeah but not behind you."

"Holy shit!" Chloe yelled pushing herself from the railing as Beca grabbed her waist.

Turning Chloe shoved Beca's arms away pushing her into the wall. Beca reached out again snagging the redheads bicep but was met with a smack to the face. Attempting to run she plowed into Beca like a linebacker causing both to fall to the ground. Noticing the dangerous situation she was in, arms and legs flying everywhere, Beca immediately released her girlfriend. Chloe rolled free scrambling to her feet and bolting down the hallway, nearly jumping down the top flights of stairs leaving a bewildered Beca laughing hysterically on the ground.

Returning to her feet Beca made her way downstairs, rubbing her left cheek along the way. Pausing on the last step she looked down at her annoyed girlfriend sitting on the couch.

Smiling Beca lifted both hands simply stating, "I win."

"That was wrong on so many levels Beca Mitchell." If it wasn't for the absolute petrified look on Chloe's face she would've been yelling. "You take creepy to a whole new level."

"I'm sorry but," Beca laughed smugly smiling, "That was priceless, I felt like a total ninja."

"I'm never playing this game with you again." Chloe huffed out turning away from the brunette.

"Don't be a sore loser."

Slowly approaching the couch Beca tentatively rested her hands on Chloe's shoulders, gently messaging the tension away for a few minutes. Running her fingers down the redheads arms Beca forced them to uncross hearing a content sigh. Beca lifted the newly exposed hands up pressing a kiss to each palm before making her way around the couch, slipping onto her usual side.

Chloe visibly relaxed, finally breaking into a smile. "I'll admit that was very creative, hiding in plain sight."

"That's some Scooby Doo shit right?" Beca proudly asked before leaning forward and brushing a gentle kiss to the redhead's lips.

Chloe laughed as Beca grabbed a hand tugging her closer. Beca leaned back into the couch pulling them together before wrapping her arms around Chloe. The redhead shifted around in the safe embrace trying to get comfortable. Brushing red hair out of the way Beca placed kisses to her girlfriends neck before lacing their fingers together, resting her cheek on a shoulder blade.

After few minutes of comfortable silence filled by watching the fire Beca spoke, "Are you going to say it?"

"What?"

"That I've ascended to the rank of hide and go seek master!"

"Yes Beca you won." Chloe begrudgingly replied tightening their embrace.

A little while later, the house completely dark besides the fire, both dosing on and off, Beca slowly untangled herself from her girlfriend. Standing she stretched before heading in the direction of the kitchen.

Confused Chloe asked, "Where are you going?"

"To get the supplies for my game, it's my turn remember?"

Glancing up she could barely see Beca pullout her phone. Seconds later the brunettes flashlight app illuminated her path as she disappeared into the kitchen.

"Supplies?" Chloe whispered to no one.

A/N: Thanks for reading!

Thanks to everyone who read, reviewed, favorited and followed it really means a lot to me. I'm glad you are enjoying it and hope to keep you entertained.

I know I said this would be three chapters but I'm going to try and stretch it out to four maybe five, I'll see how it goes! I got some ideas formulating!

I should have the next chapter up by Friday. Until then...