Voice Perfect Chapter 4, a pitch perfect fanfic

A/N

Hello all, so I had a tiny lie about this chapter. I said that there would be the second night of blind auditions for Beca in this chapter, but I got two great ideas from watching Pitch Perfect 2 again, and I had to put them in. So worry not, that part will be in next chapter.

I would also like to remind people that this is NOT a Beca/Chloe story. NOT a Beca/Chloe story

Chapter 4

Beca sat at her desk the next morning in her studio. She had her own office and was currently going over some paperwork for a new album that she was producing for Katy Perry. She sighed as she really couldn't focus on her work. She kept thinking back to yesterday and what went down. She dreaded what was going to happen in about 15 minutes. Her meeting with Chloe was rapidly approaching and she didn't even know if the redhead was going to come. Beca had not been the nicest person when Chloe kissed her, but she had every right to be. She had a mashup of Emily's Flashlight and Cynthia Rose's Crazy Youngsters, playing softly in the background as she was pulling music for Chloe to try. Country was definitely not her strong suit, but she had something to prove in this show. More to get under Blake's skin than anything. Beca smiled as she pulled up two different songs. The one that she thought would work the best was "What Hurts the Most" by Wills. Chloe's vocal range could do it well, and it is a challenge because it is sung by a male singer. Beca stopped her mashup and played the song she pulled, and sat back and listened. About halfway through the song, her telephone rang.

"Beca Swanson," Beca said, pausing her music.

"There is someone here to see you," her secretary, Michelle said.

"Okay," Beca said. "Send them in."

Beca hung up the phone and started back up the music once again. The door cracked open as Beca was focused on her computer.

"Come in," Beca said, without looking up.

Chloe walked into the room tentatively. Chloe took a moment to glance around at the walks in Beca's office. There were numerous awards hanging up, pictures of her with famous singers, and plenty of her with Jesse.

Beca didn't know if she would show up or not. Frankly, she wasn't surprised. Chloe was never someone to do something halfway.

"Beca listen," Chloe began before Beca silenced her with her hand.

"Stop," Beca said. "I get it."

"What?" Chloe said, astonished.

"What happened last night," Beca started. "I was pissed that something like that happened. But I get it. I pulled a dick move, ditching you guys before Worlds. I don't regret my decision, but it was probably the worst timing. Did I know that you felt that way about me? No, I didn't. But Jesse explained it best to me, so I'm deciding to give our friendship a shot again. It won't go past that. There are plenty of other people out there, I'm not one of them."

Chloe just nodded, disappointment evident in her eyes, but Beca had spoken on what she had to say about the matter.

"Now," Beca said. "The real reason that we are here, getting you a victory in this competition."

Chloe perked up at hearing this, clearly excited that Beca wasn't approaching this coldly.

"First off, can you still hit the low notes do to your messed up vocal cords?" Beca asked.

"Yes," Chloe said. "I have been practicing that every day."

"Okay," Beca said. "Stop."

Chloe looked confused. "What?"

"Stop using those bass notes," Beca said, turning back to her computer to look some stuff up for Chloe. "It's great for acapella, don't get me wrong. But if you want to be a soloist like Katy and Taylor, that won't sell to the public."

"Okay," Chloe said, warily. "But I can't hit the high notes like I used to."

"And that," Beca said. "Is why we are going to start with this song."

Beca slid some sheet music over.

"What Hurts the Most by Rascal Flatts," Beca said as Chloe looked over the sheet music. "Alright, let's go to the studio."

"Wait, what?" Chloe said as Beca struggled to stand up due to her pregnancy.

"To the studio," Beca said. "You are going to start rehearsal there. Since I'm pregnant, I took myself of any albums there to not add stress. I have a personal recording studio in this building. Therefore, we currently have no artists in my studio."

Beca started waddling towards the door and Chloe jumped up and followed her. Once they got out of the door, Beca walked over to her secretary, who was typing away at her computer.

"Hey Michelle," Beca said. "Did I get any news from the producers of The Voice?"

"Yes actually," Michelle said. "They want you to be there by 6 to welcome some of the fans waiting outside."

"Excellent," Beca said with heavy sarcasm.

Michelle simply laughed as she probably saw this side of Beca often. Chloe missed that side of Beca, she hadn't seen it forever and it was one of her unique traits that Chloe adored.

"I know you're excited," Michelle said. "Better bring your autograph pen, you made quite the impression on the public."

"Oh really?" Beca said, leaning on Michelle's desk.

"Totally," Michelle said. "Check out E online's top story."

Michelle turned around the screen and Beca laughed out loud. The top story on the website was about her first show. The headline was "Famous Music Producer Introduced on The Voice and has a Simon Cowell Day." The article went on to say that Beca had been brought into the group and had some snarky comments about the other acts while only taking one herself.

"Well," Beca said, skimming over the article. "They are going to learn quick because that is just my normal, charming personality."

Michelle laughed and turned the screen back around. Beca stood up, pushing off from the desk. She was having trouble moving because she had a natural small form, so all the pregnancy weight was throwing her off.

"Thank you Michelle," Beca said, while starting to walk away.

"Your welcome Mrs. Swanson," Michelle said. "Oh and Mr. Swanson called. He wanted to know if you wanted to get lunch?"

"Okay," Beca said, pulling out her phone. "I have that consultant for a possible new album at 11, and that should take about an hour, so tell him like one o'clock."

"Absolutely," Michelle.

"Thank you Michelle," Beca said, turning to walk away again. "Love you."

Chloe followed as Beca as she walked down the hall.

"So," Beca said calling over her shoulder. "If you have nothing to do today, I would like you to accompany me on my meetings and stuff."

"Really?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah," Beca said. "When you win this thing, you are going to be around this stuff, so better get used to this."

"When I win?" Chloe said, astonished.

"Well, yeah," Beca said, turning around. "I pick people for a reason. People that I know that can have great success. The thing is if you keep producing for me, and I still feel that you can go places if you get cut, I can still hire you for my record label. Keep that in mind."

Chloe smiled at the former Bella, and for once Beca actually returned the smile.

"Hey," Chloe said. "That was a smile."

"Yeah yeah yeah," Beca said, turning back around. "Let's see if I smile after all of these hormones have finally left my body."

Chloe just smiled behind her and kept following Beca. They finally ended up at Beca's studio and Chloe noticed that this studio, is totally what Beca would like. There is equipment everywhere, that Beca could use to tweak songs and such. It seemed like Beca was a more hands on producer than others.

"Alright," Beca said, sitting down in a chair in front of the sound board. "In the recording booth with you."

"Now?" Chloe asked after a moment.

"Yeah," Beca said. "You're going to do a dry run of the song without preparing any of it, and I'm going to see your strengths and weaknesses."

"Okay," Chloe said, nerves racking on the inside.

Chloe stepped into the booth and walked up to the microphone in the center of the room. She slipped the headphones on and put the sheet music up in front of her.

"Hey," Beca said into the booth. "Don't get nervous. Absolutely no pressure on you, I'm just trying to see where you are at."

"Thought you already judged me," Chloe said softly.

Surprisingly, Beca chuckled at that.

"Well," Beca said. "I have been known to be wrong before. Here we go. This song should put emotion into you, so channel it into the music."

Chloe nodded and the music started. Chloe looked down at the words and began singing.

(Music to listen to: What Hurts the Most by Rascall Flatts)

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

That don't bother me

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out

I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while

Even though going on with you gone still upsets me

There are days every now and again I pretend I'm OK

But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was tryin' to do

Chloe eyes get wide as she sings the song. She looks to Beca, who just has her eyes closed, listening to the music. Chloe starts to get choked up, but manages to get it under control before the second verse begins, and then channel her emotions into the song.

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go

But I'm doin' It

It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone

Still Harder

Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret

But I know if I could do it over

I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart

That I left unspoken

What hurts the most

Is being so close

And having so much to say (much to say)

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was trying to do, oh.

There was a guitar solo going on, so Chloe stepped away from the mic to compose herself. This song summed up the last five years for her, all beginning with that day on the retreat where the Bellas truly died. Chloe closes her eyes to finish out the song.

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And having so much to say (to say)

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you

That's what I was trying to do

She ends the last note softly and steps away from the microphone.

"I guessed," Beca said, making Chloe's eyes snap open. "Well I didn't come to the conclusion on my own. Jesse helped, and I saw your predicament. I now see all the subtle hints that you were dropping in college and I am truly sorry that I led you on without knowing it. I just want to let you know that we are friends still. Okay?"

Chloe just nodded and Beca smiled a genuine smile. Chloe returned it and stifled a sob.

"So," Beca said. "Do you need a minute or can we keep going?"

"No I'm good," Chloe said, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"Excellent," Beca said, then held up a pad of paper where she had been taking notes. "I noticed three things right away that were wrong."

One hour later

Beca ran Chloe ragged that entire hour. Chloe began to question if Aubrey was the worst person to run a music group. Beca was downright cutthroat.

"Alright," Beca said into the booth. "That's good for today, we have to get to this meeting."

Chloe nodded and took off the headphones. She was tired and her voice hurt. She stepped out of the booth and Beca tossed a water bottle and towel to her.

"Good work," Beca said. "You've got a good chance in this."

Chloe smiled and Beca started to walk towards the door.

"Now," Beca said. "On to conference room one, where I have a potential big international deal that could result in a lot of money for my studio."

"Who is it with?" Chloe said after taking a swig from her water bottle.

"It's a surprise," Beca said with an evil smile. "But you can't say anything when we get into that room or I will have security throw you out. Clear?"

"Yes drill sergeant," Chloe said, giving a mock salute.

Beca just rolled her eyes and motioned for Chloe to follow her. Beca led Chloe throw twists and turns of hallways before coming up to a door with the label of Beca Swanson's Conference Room.

"Your personal conference room huh," Chloe said.

"Perks of being the boss," Beca said, putting her hand on the handle. "Remember, not a word."

Chloe faked locking a key in her mouth and throwing that key away. Beca smiled and opened the door. What Chloe saw was not even close to what she was expecting. There at the table sat the leaders of Das Sound Machine.

"Ah Tiny Mouse," Kommissar said. "We were wondering if you were coming."

"I called the meeting," Beca said, wallking over to the head of the table, motioning for Chloe to follow.

"I see that Tiny Mouse has an even smaller mouse in the oven, yes," Kommissar said, with a grin on her face.

"Way to observe that I am pregnant," Beca said, sitting down with Chloe next to her, pulling out a laptop from her bag.

"And this is the loser that we beat at Worlds about five years ago," Pieter, the male leader, said.

"Okay enough," Beca practically yelled. Both of the DSM leaders were startled but the sudden outburst.

"You cannot come into my studio and do this," Beca said with a stern voice. "I called the meeting, and I can sure as hell call it off and ship you right back to Germany."

Both of the german singers stayed silent as Beca stared them down.

"Okay," Beca said, calming herself. "I have called you here because I am interested in producing an album for your group. Your mix at worlds was top notch and I loved it. The problem was, that it was beatable."

"Impossible," Kommissar said. "That was performed to perfection."

"I could have beat it with the Bellas," Beca said calmly, leaning back in her chair.

"How?" Pieter asked and Chloe was curious too.

Beca pushed the spacebar on her laptop and a song began to play out of it. Chloe smiled because she knew that Beca wouldn't let DSM beat her.

The song start out with a series of clapping, snapping, and rubbing of the hands together. Chloe had to admit that it had a wonderful ring to it. Then a series of rapid claps sounded and the first song began.

(Music to listen to: World Championship 2, Pitch Perfect 2 album)

Who run the world? Girls!

We run this motha!

Who run this motha? Oh! Girls!

Who run this motha? Girls!

Who run this motha? Oh! Girls!

Who run the world? Girls!

Hey, bring it on, baby, all your friends

You're the ish and I love that body

You wanna ball, explicit

I swear you're good, I won't tell nobody

You got a BFF, I wanna see that girl, it's all women invited

Hair do's and nails, that Louie, Chanel all up in the party

Where dem girls at?

Who run this mother?

Who run the world? Girls!

Where dem girls at?

The song changed tempo and slowed a bit, but still had the interjections from other songs that Beca was known for.

We belong to the light

We belong to the thunder

(Who run the world? Girls. Who run the world? Girls)

We belong!

We belong, we belong together

We belong!

(Who run the world? Girls)

Who are we? What we run?

Who run the world? Girls!

(We belong)

Who are we? What do we run?

We run the world!

(We belong)

Then the music stopped completely, leaving only one small note in the background. Then a solo came out and Chloe could tell right away that Beca had recorded herself into this track.

When tomorrow comes, I'll be on my own

Feeling frightened of the things that I don't know

When tomorrow comes, when tomorrow comes

And though the road is long

I look up to the sky

Darkness all around

I hope that I could fly

Then I sing along, then I sing along

I got all I need when I got you and I

Cause I look around me and see a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're gettin' me, gettin' me through the night

You kickstart my heart when you're shinin' in my eyes

I can't lie, it's a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're gettin' me through the night

Cause you're my flashlight, cause you're my flashlight

You're my flashlight, cause you're my flashlight

You're my flashlight

You're gettin' me through the night

Then it all opened up and a chorus of voices sounded throughout the last part of the song.

I got all I need when I got you and I

Cause I look around me and see a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're gettin' me through the night (We belong)

You kickstart my heart when you're shinin' in my eyes

I can't lie, it's a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're getting me through the night (We belong)

Cause you're my flashlight, cause you are

Cause you're my flashlight, cause you're my flashlight

You're my flashlight

You're gettin' me through the night

Oh, cause you're my flashlight, cause you're my

Gettin' me through the night

The track ended there and Beca smirked at the amazed faces of her two German foes. Beca put her feet up on another chair and let out a sigh of relief.

"So," Beca said. "Now that you see that I would have won, you see that I can help you."

The two DSM members were still speechless so Beca continued.

"I've noticed that your numbers have dropped since worlds," Beca said. "Appreciation gone down, money not being brought in, the almost had to cancel worlds this past year when you barely beat the group from Canada, barely."

Beca waited for the Germans to respond and when they didn't she sighed and continued.

"The truth is," Beca said, looking down at the piece of paper again. "You guys have an excellent group and wonderful voices. I can get you places further than you were at your peak."

"And how do you think you can accomplish that?" Kommissar said, finally speaking.

"Simple," Beca said. "I want to record a twelve track, acapella album. I want some covers, I really want that mashup that you had with My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark and All I Do is Win. But here is the thing. I haven't heard you slow anything down, no soft or slower tracks at all."

"That is not how DSM works," Pieter said.

"Well you won't be working soon then," Beca said. "You can't give straight power for an entire CD."

"And what makes you so sure of this?" Pieter said and the Kommissar looked at him like he was crazy.

"How do I know what a successful CD is composed of?" Beca asked.

"Ya," Pieter said and Beca laughed.

"Leave," Beca said simply and looked at them.

"What?" Kommissar asked, astonished.

"Get out," Beca stated. "I asked you to come and possibly work out a deal to help you. Me helping you, not the other way around. I have more money than I know what to do and my record label is the most popular in the country right now. You come in here and insult me and my friend, and then question how I know how to produce a CD?"

Both of the Germans looked stunned and Chloe couldn't help but smile. This was classic Beca, taking crap from no one.

"This meeting is over," Beca said standing up. "Chloe, would you like to join Jesse and I for lunch?"

"Uh sure," Chloe said, standing up to follow Beca.

"Excellent," Beca said, walking out of the room. "I am sure that Jesse is going to bring Benji and I cannot sit alone with them for extended periods of time. They just talk about movies and magic too much. Plus Benji is single."

"I thought he was dating Emily?" Chloe asked as they walked out of the room, leaving the two Germans behind.

"Nah," Beca said. "That really never took off."

"I see," Chloe said. "Plus I really loved the way you talked to the Germans back there."

"Like I said," Beca said. "Perks of being the boss."\

A/N

There it is, the latest installment

It seems that Beca and Chloe have begun to rebuild their relationship to where it once was, but is another one brewing under the surface. Let me know if you would enjoy a Chloe/Benji relationship. Next up, lunch with the guys and blind auditions part two.

Songs:

What Hurts the Most: Rascall Flatts

Run the World (Girls): Beyonce

Where Dem Girls At: David Guetta

We Belong: Pat Benatar

Flashlight: Pitch Perfect 2

As always I do not own any of the characters or songs

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