A/N: Alright, it's going to be an odd weekend for me, I have work, but the hours are really odd and spread out over the day. So I got laundry done and some writing. With these hours I only have a couple of choices…game, binge watch t.v. or write. Guess what I did today.

So…I apparently went there. I have more to say on that statement at the end in another author's note. Note, I got the girl's sizes off of the internet (assuming it's right about Anna's dress size being a 4) and approximating based on someone I know that is about the same size as Kelley.

Trigger warning: As mentioned in my last author's note, I'm making Ashley a bitch in this fic, so there is some form of cheating in this chapter. And before people start going on about how this is so OOC for Ashley (sorry, I'm a little sensitive over the roasting I got from 'Falling to Pieces'), this happens after PP3 and I've known a number of relationships that have had this type of thing happen to them (the two apparently so in love and then BAM, it's over). So, while you may think it's OOC, it's not out of the realm of possibility.

Disclaimer: I own nothing Pitch Perfect and am not trying to offend anyone, real or imagined.

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Beca knocked on the door to Jessica and Ashley's apartment, because even though it was still technically Jessica's she didn't feel right just barging in after Ashley told her to move her stuff out. Beca waited a few seconds and then knocked again, finally hearing movement in the apartment.

The door opened about half way and Ashley poked her head out. She recognized Beca immediately and let out a small huff, "Of course she sent you."

Beca's reply was curt, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Ashley's eyes narrowed, "It's always Beca this and Beca that. You are all she ever talks about. So it figures she went to you."

Jessica moved from against the wall next to the door to look at her, "I wasn't that bad."

Ashley looked down at the floor with a slightly panicked expression the door opening all the way as her hands dropped to her side, letting out a muttered, "Shit." She quickly looked up at the two women outside the apartment, "Yes, Jessica, you were that bad. You can't let go of Beca and the Bellas and I'm tired of it."

Tears had started flowing slowly down Jessica's cheeks making Beca instinctively reach for her hand, giving it a squeeze. Jessica started pleading, "I can stop that Ashley, I can. But they have been such a big part of our lives for the past seven years we can't just ignore them."

Jessica was interrupted by a voice calling from inside the apartment, "What's taking so long with the pizza babe?" Just then a freckled redhead poked her head around the corner.

Jessica looked between the redhead and Ashley and back again, her mouth hanging open in shock. Beca broke the silence, her expression getting angrier the longer she talked, "Seriously, you couldn't even wait to find someone else? I mean you just broke up with her last night Ash."

Ashley shrugged her shoulders, looking at least a little guilty, "I figured it was like a band-aid, rip it off; get right back out there."

Beca shook her head, "So not cool, dude." Beca turned to the blonde who was trying valiantly to not break down in the middle of the hallway, "Jess, sweetie." Jessica looked up at her, tears streaming down her face, her lips pressed together until they were almost white. Beca continued softly, almost as if anything louder would break the poor girl, "Do you want to go in and get some things?" Jessica shook her head, emphatically. Beca continued, "Do you want me to go in and get anything?"

Jessica took in a shuddering breath, her voice hitching every couple of words, "Some clothes, please. I don't care what, but I need some clothes." She started losing it at this point, her words being exhaled through her sobs, "Suitcase," another hitching breath, "closet." Beca nodded, giving her hands a squeeze as she turned to go get her things. Just as Beca stepped away, Jessica's hand reached out and grabbed her arm, "laptop." Beca nodded again before pushing past the tall brunette in the doorway.

Beca found the suitcase easily and grabbed a few outfits from the closet along with some underwear, socks and other things Jessica might need. She grabbed the laptop and charger from the desk and put it in a messenger bag she found next to it. She looked around the room for anything that Jessica might need and couldn't see anything that couldn't wait a day or two.

Ashley was watching her from the doorway and Beca angrily pushed past her when she had collected everything. When Beca was a couple of steps past the taller girl she turned, glaring at her, "Just so you know, I don't think Jessica is the only one with a fascination with the Bellas. Your friend there looks a lot like a ginger Bella we both know." Ashley glared back, but didn't say anything. Beca finished with, "I'll be bringing her back tomorrow at 6 o'clock to get the rest of her things. Don't be here." Beca looked her up and down and then gave her a look of disgust before turning and heading out the door to find Jessica.

Beca didn't have to go far, as Jessica had only made it to the stairwell before she had collapsed, sobbing into her hands. Beca found her sitting on the top step, head in her hands, her breaths still had a little of that hitching sound you only get after crying your eyes out. Beca set the suitcase and messenger bag down on the landing behind her before sitting next to her, awkwardly wrapping her arm around the distraught girl. Jessica felt the arm slip around her side and instinctively turned into the girl holding her, wrapping her arms around Beca's waist and burying her face into her shoulder, a few tears starting up again even though the blonde willed them to stop.

Beca instinctively wrapped her arms around the blonde, her hands moving in a soothing motion up and down her back. She whispered, "Shhhh, I promise everything will be alright. Maybe not right away, but it will get better, I promise."

Jessica took a hitching breath as she pulled back to look at the brunette next to her, "You promise?"

Beca smiled as she cupped the blonde's cheeks, brushing the last stray tear away with her thumb and giving her an encouraging smile, "I promise."

The two girls sat there for a few moments looking at each other before Jessica whispered, "Ashley wasn't lying, I've always had a crush on you." Then she leaned in and softly kissed Beca, her lips brushing once, twice, three times before pressing more forcefully against Beca's soft lips.

Beca groaned as the kiss deepened, her hand gripping the blonde's cheeks a little harder, keeping her close as Beca's tongue ran over Jessica's lower lip, teasing her tongue out. Beca might have been more worried if the kiss had been sloppy and desperate, like Jessica was trying to get even with Ashley, but it wasn't. It was soft and sweet and very deliberate and let's be honest, Beca had been wondering what it would be like to kiss the blonde for a while. After a few moments, Beca broke the kiss, shaking her head to clear her thoughts, her hands moving to Jessica's shoulders to make some space between them. She looked up at the blonde, concentration etched across her face, "You know relationships that start under intense circumstances don't normally work."

Jessica stopped trying to bring their lips back together as a small smile blossomed across her face, "You just quoted 'Speed', I thought you hated movies."

Beca shrugged, "So I paid attention on Bella's movie nights. Besides…Sandra Bullock."

Jessica shrugged back, "And when have you ever been normal, Beca Mitchell?" She drew the shorter girl in for another kiss.

Beca pulled back long enough to answer, "Never."

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Jessica lay with her head in Beca's lap and Beca slowly ran her fingers through the blonde's hair while they watched the X-files on Netflix. Every once and awhile when Beca's fingers kneaded a little more firmly, Jessica would let out a small moan. When Beca went to switch to the next episode, Jessica rolled so that she was looking up at the brunette, "So, what makes TV shows different from movies?"

Beca stopped what she was doing with the remote and looked down, "What?"

Jessica smiled, "You hate watching movies but you'll binge watch TV shows, what makes them different?"

Beca shrugged, "TV shows are less predictable. Sometimes the bad guy wins, sometimes nobody does. Take Glee for instance, if you went by traditional movie standards during season one you would think that Finn and Quinn will get together or at the very least Puck and Quinn, and yet they do and they don't. You never know what is going to happen."

Jessica laughed, "You should try soap operas some time then, they make Glee look tame."

Beca just glared down at her, "I only watch good TV." Both girls looked hard into each other's eyes before breaking out in laughter.

Beca sighed as she saw the time, "I think it's time for bed."

Jessica sighed back, "Fine." As she sat up, she glanced shyly at Beca, "Ummm, you know I noticed that you have a really comfy queen bed in your bedroom. It looks big enough to hold two people comfortably and this couch is really uncomfortable. I mean I woke up with a crook in my neck this morning and a sore hip."

Beca chuckled, "That probably had more to do with the stocky brunette that was laying cock-eyed over the top of you."

Jessica playfully slapped Beca as the shorter girl stood up, "You are not stocky, you're gorgeous."

Beca smirked, "Sure, this is coming from the…what are you, a size zero?"

Jessica playfully glared at the smaller girl, "I am not a size zero, and like you should talk, what are you?"

Beca shrugged, looking a little chagrined, "A size 4."

Jessica stuck her tongue out at the brunette, "See, we aren't that different in size, except you try and find jeans that are long enough in a size 2."

Beca laughed and held out her hand, "Fine, you can sleep in my bed." Then she gave a playful glare, "And I mean sleep."

Jessica held up her hands in mock surrender, "Yes, ma'am," before taking the offered hand.

The two girls got ready for bed with Beca getting done much sooner than Jessica, who seemed a little nervous. Beca held open the sheets for Jessica to slide under. Jessica slipped under the covers and then pulled them up, her hands gripped in the top edge, holding it like a shield.

Beca rolled onto her side, brushing the hair away from Jessica's face, "Talk to me Jess."

Jessica sighed, "It's just kind of hitting me again, the fact that my seven year relationship is over, just like that." Beca paused her hand, worried a little about where this was heading. Jessica seemed to sense the other girl's unease, turning slightly to look at her, "I don't regret anything that we did today. I really do like you Beca and if you're still willing to give whatever this is a try, so am I." She turned to look at the ceiling again, "Just be ready to deal with a very emotional blonde at times."

Beca resumed stroking her fingers along Jessica's hair, "Just as long as you're ready to deal with an emotionally distant hobbit at times." Beca was happy that her teasing tone brought a smile to Jessica's lips.

Jessica quietly asked, "Can I ask you something?"

Beca mumbled, "Mmmhmm."

Jessica turned to look at her, "Why didn't you and Chloe ever, I don't know…date, get together…ugggh, you know what I mean."

Beca shrugged, "We did."

Jessica spun onto her side, resting on her elbow and looking down at the smaller girl in shock, "What?"

Beca laughed at her response, "Yah, we tried dating for a little bit after Jesse and I broke up and we moved in together. Stuff happens when you share a bed." Beca wiggled her eyebrows at the blonde.

Jessica looked at her in shock, "You mean you two just had sex one night"

Beca laughed, "No, we only got as far as heavy petting with our clothes on and only after we had officially dated a couple of weeks." Then she looked a little confused, "Or does that count as sex because we both had orgasms? I get so confused on the difference between girls and guys."

Jessica continued to look at her in shock, "What happened? Why aren't the two of you still together and why do you two look like nothing has changed?"

Beca leaned up and brushed a kiss over the blonde's lips, "First, you don't have to worry, nothing like that will ever happen between us again. It started one night when we were lying in bed and Chloe joked that now that I was free from 'that damn Treble' she could finally date me. I looked at her and said 'Okay' and she looked about as shocked as you do. So, we started dating. As to what happened, we just didn't connect like that. We both realized we were better as friends than girlfriends. So we talked about it and agreed that although we love each other we didn't have those kinds of feelings for each other." She shrugged, "We gave it a try and it didn't work out."

Jessica looked down at Beca, "So I don't have to worry about Chloe?"

Beca shook her head, "Nope."

Jessica leaned down to kiss her, "Good."

When the kiss broke, Beca moved so that she rolled Jessica onto her back and she was leaning above her, "Jess, I want to be clear from the start. What I said earlier today is kind of a proven fact, most relationships that start under stress don't work out." Jessica started to say something, but Beca put her finger on her lips to shush her. Beca continued, "I'm going into this knowing that. I know I'm a rebound, and a quick rebound at that. But I still want to give this a try, because I think you are worth it. I've known you for seven years now and I've thought Ashely was a lucky girl for most of those seven years. But, and here's the but, I want us to be honest with each other. If it isn't working, we need to talk about it and hopefully if we don't work out we can still be friends when it's over, because I really don't want to lose you as a friend, especially now that I know that I mean something to you. But you need to be honest with me if you ever start having second thoughts or if it doesn't seem like we are clicking that way."

Jessica looked like she was about to cry again, tears welling up. Beca made quiet shushing sounds, trying to calm the blonde down. Jessica gave a watery smile to the brunette, "I promise to talk things out with you, even if I have to force you to talk when you're being 'emotionally distant'."

Beca gave a short nod. Jessica then rolled onto her side, her back to Beca. She looked over her shoulder at the brunette that was still leaning over her, "Can you just hold me?"

Beca nodded as she slid down next to Jessica, molding her body against the blonde's back. She wrapped her arms around the taller girl and pressed her nose into the junction of her neck and shoulder. She moved to plant a small kiss there before she whispered, "Good night, Jess."

She received a sleepy, "Good night Beca."

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A/N: Yes, a second author's note…yay, you! So, I had envisioned a kiss scene similar to what's here (Jessica kissing Beca out of the blue) but later in the story, like after a couple of weeks, or after they sing together, or some place other than here. But apparently, my fingers thought differently and Jessica wanted to kiss Beca now and then the Speed quote came to mind (yes, I know it's not the exact quote). It's fast and who knows if that will come back to bite me (and the girls) in the ass later in the story.