Yeah, so there have been only around two or three reviews since the last one, but I'm in a really bad mood and ever so unfortunately, this is actually when I write faster if not better. Although, all those beautiful reviews made me feel so much better. You guys are spectacular and I love you guys so much. I really like to try out different moods, sometimes it's tragic, sometimes I like fluff and other times I'm into none of the above. So let's see how this turns out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect, the characters and Walk On Water or Drown by Mayday Parade. I also don't own the other surprise song that you may or may not know.

"And then I fell into pieces and she fell into me saying, "Play me a song. It's been too long since I've heard you sing.""
-Walk On Water or Drown, Mayday Parade

The room felt empty to him as he lay there, staring up at the ceiling at around one in the morning. Benji was out of town visiting family and he found that he rather missed the sound of him struggling to get swords out of the wall. He let out a sigh just as he heard someone knock on the door.

He sat up and listened closer. He could have very well imagined it. There was another knock. This time he was sure he wasn't hearing things. He hopped out of bed and opened the door, wondering who the hell would be going to him in the middle of the night.

When the door swung open, she was the first person that came to mind. But he did not expect to see her the way she was. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, her clothes were crumpled and she'd walked over in a tank top and pajama shorts, only wearing a coat to cover her bare shoulders.

Before he knew it, her arms were already wrapped around him in a tight embrace and she was sobbing into his shoulder. "Whoa, whoa," He said, trying to keep his balance as she continued to silently cry. "Are you alright, what happened to you Bec?"

She pulled away and wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. She ignored his questions. "Can I come in Jesse? I don't want to stay all by myself tonight." She asked and he nodded. Kimmy Jin wouldn't make very good company, especially in her state, he decided.

He let her in and closed the door behind her as she took of her coat and let it fall on the floor. She sat on his bed, trying her best to wipe the tears. "Turn off the lights." She said, her voice both a question and a command that he answered and followed before she lay down in his bed.

He smiled to himself as his eyes adjusted to the dark. Seeing her in his bed, wrapping herself in his sheets, just looked so right. It felt right. It was the kind of sight that you could get used to at once and when things go back to normal, you forget what normal even is.

He got in beside her, holding her close under the blanket. She shivered and cried and he didn't bother to pry. He'd learned that she would tell him things in her own time and he'd wait until she was ready to tell him what exactly was going on.

He kept kissing her hair as she cried, his arms wrapped around her, keeping her safe from everything and anything that could harm her. "It's okay Bec," He said and kissed her hair once more. It smelled like her coconut scented shampoo. "Everything's going to be fine. I'm right here."

Those words calmed her down. Yes, he was there with her. Everything was going to be fine. He'd always be there for her and that she knew well. "Jesse," She said, her voice no more than a whisper in the night, the voice of a ghost who could slip away easily from him. But he'd never let her go. Never.

"I had a nightmare." She told him. He kept quiet. He needn't ask why, she already knew that the question hung in the air, waiting to be answered. "It was about you." And her words become incoherent after that. "God, Jesse it was so real. I d-don't know what was ha-happening."

He could feel her quaking again and he shushed her, wrapping his arms around her tighter. "Shh," He said, calming her down effectively. "Don't be scared anymore. I'm right here, I'm not leaving. Now tell me what happened in your nightmare."

She was quiet for a moment, just letting herself savor his warmth. He liked the way she fit perfectly in her arms and she liked the way he held her close enough to reassure her things were fine. It was a win-win situation.

"I was looking for you," She began and he stroked her hair for good measure. "Because you'd left me. I don't know why, I don't know how, but you left me. You were just gone and I was looking for you all over the campus. And then I found you and you told me to leave you alone and that you hated me. It was the worst thing that I could ever imagine."

He stared at the outline of the figure in his arms, not quite being able to truly see her. He could feel her breathing in his arms, shaky breaths that kept her alive. He could feel her skin, smooth to his touch. And he thought to himself about how she could ever dream such a thing?

She was beautiful, she was amazing, she was talented, she was everything he could ever hope for. There was no good reason to leave her. There never would be. She always thought he was too good to her, but she never thought about how he did all those good things so that he could deserve her.

"Beca, I'm not leaving." He said and she just continued to quake. "I could never hate you. In fact, I feel the opposite of that. I never want you to leave me alone. You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. That's never going to happen to you, alright?"

Silence filled the room once more and he was scared she wouldn't believe him. She had to, she just had to. He would never let her go and it was a fact they had to face together. And in what seemed like forever, she said in a voice even quieter than Lilly's, "Yes."

He kissed her hair again and smiled to himself, feeling content with his life. Nothing could go wrong with this girl in his arms. "Go to sleep Beca. You're not going to have nightmares tonight." He said and they both knew he was telling the truth.

"Sing to me?" She requested like a child. Despite the menacing ear spike and her attitude, she would always be a child around him.

"Okay." He said and sang the very first song that entered his mind.

"Moon river, wider than a mile." He sang and she laughed softly. Of course he'd choose a song from a classic movie. "I'm crossing you in style someday. You dream maker, you heartbreaker. Wherever you're going, I'm going your way."

And by the end of his little lullaby, she was fast asleep in his arms, dreaming of him.

The next morning, she woke up, not remembering at first what had happened the night before. It was only when she felt his arms around her, holding her tightly, did she remember a thing about what happened.

She turned her head a little bit, watching him sleep. She smiled to herself, seeing how peaceful he was. It was times like these, these quiet little moments, she was able to appreciate him most. Them lying there together felt like heaven.

His eyes fluttered opened and her smile grew wider. "Good morning." She said, turning into a morning person for once in her entire life. Seeing his face first thing in the mornign was a nice change to the usual morning routine.

"Morning." He greeted back returning her smile and kissed her lips softly. "How was your sleep?"

She sighed. "I don't remember. You kept all my dreams at bay."

And right there in that moment, they were content.

Okay, so this is the third update of the day. Which is weird. Tomorrow's Christmas eve so leave me some reviews as presents. How does that sound? I'll write while waiting for Christmas to arrive if you'd like. It's the least I can do for you guys after you made me feel better with all those reviews. All of these reviews I'm getting… I don't even know how to react. Thank you, just thank you.