"Hello?" The voice she loved so much was heard from the other line.

"Good evening, Chloe."

"H-How did you know it was me?"

"I took your number from your resume. So that when you call I'd answer because I normally don't answer on unsaved numbers."

"O-Oh okay, well I called you to tell you about the job, I'm sorry if I called you in a wrong time."

"Don't worry about it. So what's your decision?" She asked eagerly, smiling at her sister.

"I accept the job offer, looks like I'll be seeing you tomorrow."

Beca's eyes widened and looked at Stacie who was drinking her wine. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow at 9."

"Goodnight Mrs. Mitchell," Chloe said softly.

"Goodnight Chloe," Beca said as she hung up the phone and looked at her sister. "She's coming tomorrow."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously." Beca's eye's lit up from excitement.

"What happened in the meeting?"

The newspaper owner smirked. "She remembered me."

"She did?" Beca nodded. "And what did she say?" Stacie added.

"Nothing," Beca shrugged.

"Then how are you so sure that she recognized you?"

"Because when she looked at me, she got nervous, she didn't build a full sentence and she was scared."

Stacie sighed. "Scared of what?"

"Not from me, if that's what you are thinking. She got scared from the feelings she got when she saw me."

Stacie narrowed her eyes at her sister. "That's just your explanation."

Beca shook her head. "That's the truth, sissy, that feeling I felt when I first met her on the airplane, that feeling made me look for her, ask about her, and get her back to New York. I got a job for her husband, and I got her a job in her same position she used to work in back in Toronto. Is it possible that all these feelings I felt and made me do all those things, she didn't feel the same even if it was a 1% possibility?"

Stacie sighed.

"I'm sure she felt the same way, and she got scared and ran away." The brunette said softly. "Beca, sweety, all that you said could be possible

"Beca, sweety, all that you said could be possible, or it could be wrong. But in those two possibilities, you have your so called wife to think about. I told you, what you did was wrong."

Beca sighed deeply. "And I'll keep telling you that I know. But I don't care, sis, do you know how long I've waited for tomorrow to come? A very long time. I used to go to sleep and wake up not waiting for anything."

"I understand Becs, but did you think about her life with her husband? What if they have a happy life together? Do you know that you might ruin it for her?"

"If she loves her husband, no one in the world could ruin her life. Not me, or anyone else. And if she doesn't love him, I might be making her life better."

The tall brunette looked at her sister with confusion. "You are only saying that to make yourself better."

"Not true, if you love someone deeply, nothing in the world could ever change that Stace,"

"Becs, maybe she may not be in love with her husband, but she is satisfied with her life with him."

"If she isn't in love with him then there's no way she is satisfied with her life with him."

"Oh my God Becs, the only thing I'm scared about is that Chloe is in love with her husband and everything you did is gone to waste."

Beca shrugged. "At least I tried, and I found out, and I was at peace."

"What about when she knows that you were the one who made her leave Toronto? And got her husband a job and planned everything? What will happen when she knows? Beca you are underestimating everything here. Diane is already feeling that you are distant with her. She gets jealous of me! your sister for god's sake. When she finds out how are you feeling about Chloe, what do you think will happen?"

The newspaper owner sighed and took a glup of her wine. "Forget it Stace, it's not the time to talk about all of that right now. Leave me waiting for tomorrow. Waiting for dreams to come true. You know Stace, this is the first time I feel like I can breathe, not to live, but not to die while living."

Back in her room, Diane was speaking to her brother over the phone.

"John, I don't know why she wants to pass it over to Stacie."

"Then who would she pass it too?"

"Me? I've worked my ass so hard for this newspaper,"

John laughed. "Funny, Diane, wake up. It's her sister."

"Who's side are you on?"

"Forget it, I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow."

Diane didn't bother to reply, she hung up and opened her laptop. A few minutes later, Nora knocked softly on the door and entered. "Hey mom, I'm hungry."

"Go tell Elena to do you a sandwich. What did you have for lunch today?" Diane said mentioning the house maid they had.

Nora shrugged. "Pasta, but I didn't like it."

"Then go order something, I don't care." The blond said, keeping her focus on the screen.

Nora shook her head and made her way to the living room. "Aunt Stacie!" She said kissing her aunts cheek and sitting beside Beca also kissing her cheek.

"Hey, munchkin, how's school?"

"Eh, a lot of studying."

Stacie sent a playful glare to the girl. "Well it is school, what do you expect? And what about your grades?"

The girl giggled. "Not perfect, but also not bad."

"That's it, you are a lazy girl just like your momma," Stacie said causing Beca and Nora to giggle. "Be like me, always the top of my class. Where's your twin?"

Nora rested her head on Beca's shoulder. "In his room, he only comes out of it when Uncle John is here." She looked at her mother. "Momma, I'm hungry."

"Then let's order," Stacie said.

"Why to order, we can go out!" Beca said excitedly.

"And why are you so happy today?" Nora asked playfully.

"Do you want me to be sad?" Beca asked raising an eyebrow at her daughter. "Go ask your brother if he wants to join us." Nora giggled and nodded, as she was making her way, Stacie called her back.

"Don't forget to tell your mother." She said smirking.

"Of course, don't forget to tell her," Beca mumbled causing Stacie and Nora to laugh. "Thank you," She said quietly to Stacie as soon as Nora left.

The tall brunette laughed. "What got you in a better mood?"

"Chloe." She said dreamily.

Back at Chloe and Tom's apartment, and after finishing her phone call with Beca, she made her way back to the living room with a book in her hand, she sat on the couch beside Tom and rested her legs on the table. Tom looked at her and smiled. "Want a glass?"

Chloe shook her head, focusing back on her book.

"Did you call her?"

The redhead sighed. "Yes, I'm starting tomorrow."

"Good, I'm heading to bed. Want to join me?" He asked smirking.

"Nope, you can go ahead."

Tom sighed. "What's with the cold shoulder, Chloe?"

"I'm just tired."

"Fine, good night."

After their dinner, which consisted of Stacie, Beca, and Nora, the brunette entered her bedroom to find her wife making her way out of the bathroom.

"Good evening," Beca said taking off her shirt.

"Why are you late?" She asked irritated.

Beca rolled her eyes. "We aren't late, we had dinner and came back. Why are you still awake?"

"Why? Do you prefer if you came home to find me asleep?"

The brunette sighed deeply. "What is wrong D?"

"Nothing."

"Then why did you ask me if I preferred if you were sleeping?"

"Because that's how I feel Beca! You prefer to be with anyone else but me!"

"For God's sake Diane, don't be such a child. We asked you if you wanted to join, you refused."

"And you didn't insist!"

"Insist on what! You don't need an invitation!"

"But when you are with your sister, you forget all about me!" Diane yelled.

"Why do I feel like we are having the same conversation we had almost all those past years?"

"What is wrong with you Beca! I feel like you are living in a different world. You spend most of your time either in the mountains or the newspaper! And you decide things without going back to me first! I'm tired of trying. What is going on with you!"

"I'm getting older, wiser. I'm tired of all the stupid arguments. I don't have any energy to fight with you. Enough!" She said as she made her way to the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.

The next morning, Chloe sent her kids to school and entered her bedroom to find Tom all dressed up.

"Good morning." She said making her way to the closet.

"Morning. I have to get going, don't forget to send your mom to see the kids while till we get back from work."

"I won't."

"Bye," He said leaving the house.

Chloe sighed and entered the shower to get ready. Tom wasn't like this when I married him. He changed so much. I don't even recognize him. She took a deep breath and began to do the only thing that made her happy.

This is gonna hurt but I blame myself first
'Cause I ignored the truth
Drunk off that love, my head up
There's no forgetting you

You've awoken me, but you're choking me
I was so obsessed
Gave you all of me, and now honestly, I got nothing left

I loved you dangerously
More than the air that I breathe
Knew we would crash at the speed that we were going
Didn't care if the explosion ruined me
Baby, I loved you dangerously
Mmmm, mmmm
I loved you dangerously

As soon as she was done, she got ready and made her way to her car. As she started driving, she noticed that it was 8:30. Shit! I'm going to be late! This damn traffic! When she was about to overtake the car that was in front of her, all of a sudden a man jumped into the road as she collided with him in her car. SHIT! She said as she called Tom to come help her.

"Hey, Chlo."

"Tom, I had an accident. I collided with a guy."

"A WHAT? OH for fuck's sake Chloe! Can't you do anything right! Where are you?"

She rolled her eyes, gave him the address and made her way to the guy she hit. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry! Let me take you to the hospital!"

"My knee hurts a lot." The man said in pain.

"Please, let me make it up to you. I didn't see you crossing and I'm late for my job."

Beca and Stacie were finishing a few papers as they waited for Chloe. Stacie looked at the clock mentioning it was 9:30. She sighed and looked at her sister.

"I'm going to printing."

"Wait! Aren't you going to wait for Chloe too? Who is going to explain all the IT stuff for her?"

"Becs, give it up. It's 9:30. She isn't going to come."

Beca shrugged. "Maybe she is just stuck in traffic."

"If she's stuck in traffic, she would've called. Give it up. She changed her mind."She said standing up and exiting the office.

Chloe and Tom exited the police station after the guy dropped his charges, she was free to go. As they stood in front of Chloe's car, Tom sighed in annoyance.

"Do you know how thankful you should be that he dropped the charges?" He yelled suddenly.

Chloe flinched at the sudden voice and looked at her husband who kept rambling. "You could've killed him, Chloe! Where was your fucking mind!"

"I WAS LATE!" She yelled back.

"OPEN YOUR EYES NEXT TIME YOU DRIVE! YOU ARE IN NEW YORK."

"I have to go." She said getting in her car and driving away.

Running, Chloe entered Beca's office, telling Jane to inform Beca that she has arrived. Beca smiled and opened the door to find Chloe standing in front of her wearing an elegant black blouse and black pants.

"Good morning. Sorry, I'm late. an hour, two, or three." She mumbled as she took a seat in front of Beca's desk.

"Please sit, make yourself at home," Beca said smirking, God, she's so beautiful. Beca thought. Chloe giggled as Beca sat in her chair.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I did an accident and hit a guy."

"Are you okay?" Beca asked worriedly.

"Yeah, thank god he dropped the charges."

"Thank god. I'll order us coffee so we could talk about work." The brunette said picking up her phone.

"I prefer espresso."

Beca laughed. "Okay," She picked up the phone and ordered the drinks. A few minutes later, their drinks arrived and Jane excused herself, Beca smiled at the redhead. "I want you to meet my sister, Stacie, she handles all the IT work."

"Okay," Chloe said.

"She will help you with anything you need."

"Well, I already checked out the companies website and took an idea about it, but I have a few simple questions, nothing major."

Beca got lost in her thoughts as she was looking at Chloe's face. The redhead had called her name three times before Beca snapped out of her thoughts.

"Mrs. Mitchell? Is something wrong?"

Beca shook her head. "N-Nothing, but your face is really familiar."

Chloe's eyes widened. "O-Oh? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, weird. Anyways, do you have any idea's on the website?"

"I have a few. But who am I suppose to report too?"

"To me," Beca said gently. There is no way in hell I'm letting Diane handle her.

Chloe raised her eyebrow. "In everything?"

"What do you mean everything?"

"I mean, employee's don't normally go to the owner of the company to bother him/her with details correct?"

Beca nodded. "Of course. We have a manager. But since you are IT, you can come directly to me."

"Okay, Mrs. Mitchell."

"One more thing. My name is Beca, I don't want you to call me Mrs. Mitchell."

Chloe gave her a confused look.

Beca smirked. "Well, almost everyone here calls me Beca."

"O-Okay." The redhead nodded as she took a sip of from her coffee.

Fifteen minutes later, Chloe was with Stacie in her office, helping the redhead with a few aspects of the job. The two had started a good work relationship and got comfortable with each other.

"Now, if you have any extra idea's or concepts to add you can always go to-" Stacie was cut off before she could continue.

"Beca."

"Diane."

They both said in unison.

"Beca."

"Diane."

Again, they both said it together. Chloe giggled. "Beca told me to report to her if there is anything."

"Without going back to Diane?"

"Why? Who is Diane?" Chloe asked confused.

"Let me give you a tour around the company." Stacie said standing up.

The redhead and brunette finished their tour, Stacie introduced everyone to Chloe expect for Diane, the two co-workers made their way to Beca's office, knocking the door softly.

"Come in."

The door opened and the brunette's eye's lit up at the sight of the redhead. Stacie explained what they did during their time and excused herself to go back to her work. As she was on her way to her office, she met Diane in the elevator.

"Where are you going?" Diane asked as she got in.

"My office, I just finished the new employee's tour."

"Let her pass by my office before the day ends."

"She's at Beca's office now." Stacie said normally.

Diane's head whipped at the confession. "What? Why is she there?"

Stacie shrugged. "To sort out some final details." The elevator chimed informing the brunette that she reached her floor. "I'll see you soon."

After discussing Chloe's salary and contract, Chloe took a deep breath and looked into Beca's eyes.

"W-Who's Diane?"