A/N: The next chapter will introduce Stacie and give us an idea of what happened in the first place :P

So stay tuned for that!

Reviews and comments are always welcomed!

I don't own pitch perfect.

Beca grumpily picked herself up from the floor as she turned around and saw the one and only Aubrey Posen.

"Honestly Beca!" Aubrey huffed.

Beca stared at the blonde for a moment, taking in the sight of Aubrey in her power suit, two coffees in hand.

And of course Beca couldn't help but notice the wedding band on her finger.

"You're married?" she asked in disbelief.

"Dear God, Mitchell! I was already married when we met!"

"And that was?"

"About a year and a half ago."

"How'd we meet?"

"Do you have amnesia or something?" Aubrey asked sounding concern as she marched into Beca's living room and took a seat at the arm chair, setting the two coffees on the coffee table. She looked at the DJ with genuine concern on her face that it threw Beca off. "Luisa did tell me you sounded more out of it than usual when you threw out your model of the night as soon as you woke up. You usually let them take their time and have breakfast."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You know Luisa?"

"Yes."

"From DSM?"

"Beca, what on earth is a DSM?"

But that didn't register to Beca. When Luisa said she called the DJ's best friend she thought Chloe, or Jesse as a close second, not Aubrey. But if Aubrey was the one there…

"You, you are my best friend." Beca said astounded.

"Why yes Mitchell, considering Luisa and I is the closest thing you have to a best friend – all this despite you still keep her at an arm's length and I'm the only one you've decided to, strangely enough, trust. Yes I am. Are you sure you're okay?" Aubrey asked, walking closer to Beca to check her temperature.

"I do not have a fever Posen!" Beca protested.

"Well then what the hell is wrong with you?" Aubrey asked confused with the way Beca was acting.

"This." Beca said, gesturing around the whole penthouse suite to make a point to Aubrey. "All this shouldn't be. I was supposed to meet you at Barden, on my freshman year. I was supposed to be your succeeding co-captain, together with Chloe."

"What on earth are you talking about? And how do you know Chloe? You haven't even met. Besides, Chloe and I were in the same year."

"I met her with you at Barden. Chloe fails Russian Lit, an alarming number of times to be exact. And she's my best friend not you, no offence."

"Beca, Chloe graduated with me. You were never at Barden. She's my best friend, as you are, but you two don't know each other. And I'm not offended, considering you seem to be living in some bizarre world in your head at the moment. You've never done drugs before, are you sure you didn't do anything that messed your head up today?"

"NO!" Beca yelled indignant. "Sorry, just, I seem to be living in this bizarre world."

"Beca, slow down." Aubrey said as Beca started mumbling while she paced back and forth the living room. Aubrey chose to sit down the armchair once again and watched her ramble on about going to Barden, winning Worlds, moving to LA with Chloe.

"I'm sorry Beca, but none of what you say makes any sense." Aubrey interrupted. "Beca, you started your career in LA our senior year at Barden. We were inspired by one of your mixes so Chloe and I decided to adopt your style and we won Nationals. I moved to California for law school at Stanford and Chloe stayed for her Master's at Barden. We keep in touch every now and then but the past couple of years had been busy, there are other reasons too, of course. She's moved here to LA just recently and I still haven't seen her. You and I, on the other hand, we met during one of my father's dinner parties. You were already a big name in the industry, he needed a DJ, apparently the two of you met at some other function, and so you volunteered. Ever since then we've been inseparable. You got my resentments with my dad, you had your own, and, I don't know. We just became best friends. I met Luisa through you, again, the other person who's close enough to be your best friend but lives oceans away so I guess that's why you're reluctant to let her in as much as you have let me. Although to be honest, the last time you called me for being sick, you didn't even allow me to enter your room, so you know, you're whole keeping people at a good enough distance thing you have makes it hard for people to take care of you."

Beca nodded.

Was she still confused?

Yes.

But she understood what Aubrey said.

"How'd I meet the she-wolf?"

"Who?"

"Luisa."

"I don't know, you never told me. You said it was some sort of 'funny incident' while you were in Copenhagen once."

"Copenhagen, of course." Beca muttered as she slumped down the couch. "So all of this is real?" Beca asked, uncertainly.

"Yes, Mitchell."

"But it shouldn't be."

"But it is." Aubrey insisted.

"Chloe. She's supposed to be my best friend."

"We've established your strange confusion. Although, do tell me, how'd you hear about Chloe? I never talked to her about you. I talked about the Bellas in general but, I don't know, I think no matter how I love her like she's my own sister, I'm still pissed about her choosing to date that Treble."

Beca snorted. "I highly doubt Chloe would chose to date a Treble with the Bellas' pact and all."

"Well, apparently that's not the case. That's why I haven't seen her since she moved in with him here."

Beca could feel her heart beat racing, not in the I just found out the person I'm secretly in love with is actually within reach kind of way but because a though had occurred to her. "Aubrey, who is Chloe dating?"

"Well, his name is Jesse, Jesse Swanson. And they're not just dating now, they're engaged."

"What!?" Beca exclaimed, jolting up all wide eyed.

Nothing in this world was right.

Nothing made sense.

And although Beca had established all this as real, she couldn't help but wish to wake up soon.

Because this strange reality had just turned into some twisted dream.

Not yet a nightmare, but getting close to it.

Beca's head spun around with too many thought buzzing in and out.

Yep, she pretty much fainted after that.

Because the thought of Chloe marrying Jesse was just too much.

She actually misses the Kyle problem now.