"Can we rest now? We've been walking for hours." Chloe complains for the fortieth time. Yeah, her legs shake with the weight of her own exhaustion but she's mostly asking for Beca's sake. The girl has been injured severely and if all this exertion is making Chloe ache this bad it must be a thousand times worse for Beca. Even though the brunette insists she can keep going, Chloe knows she can't. It'll only worsen her condition and in extension her recovery.

"No." Beca snaps, just like all forty of the other times. "Will you shut up and keep walking?"

Chloe frowns, she knows Beca's only angry because she's tired but it still hurts, "what happened to the Beca who wanted to take me out on a date?"

"She escaped a fucking psychotic man only to be trapped in a mother fucking endless forest with his annoying ass daughter." Beca pushes a branch out of her face and continues down her path. To distract herself from the fact that she probably hurt Chloe with her words she starts to swing the baseball bat in her left hand as she walks around the forest.

"Can we not forget that I drugged my own father to save you. I was willing to put him in jail for you!" And then quietly she adds. "I don't even know if he's okay."

Beca lets out a sardonic laugh, "I knew you're still on his side."

"I'm not." Chloe scoffs, after all that she's done how can Beca even think that? "And you may not be on his side but you're definitely not on mine either."

Beca spins around causing Chloe to take a step backwards. Her back presses against a tree. Beca stares at her so intensely that Chloe feels a shiver travel through the length of her body.

"Are you done?" Beca asks. Her breath brushes against Chloe's face, making her eyelids flutter. Beca ignores the feeling in the stomach that she's getting from seeing Chloe look so vulnerable. But Beca's tired and she can't help it be mean, "sometimes I forget which one of us is still in high school."

Chloe rolls her eyes, she's about to respond when they hear the unmistakable crunching of footsteps. Beca cups her hand over Chloe's mouth and presses her body so close that if she moved her hand, they'd be kissing.

Chloe can only hear two things. 1) her heart thudding in her ears and 2) Beca's quiet breaths coming in and out.

Chloe can't help it but enjoy the feeling of Beca's chest pressing against hers. Chloe's an intimate person. She craves being touched almost as much as she craves touching Beca. The past few days have been painful, more than just physically because Beca refuses to show Chloe any affection whatsoever. The most she's gotten out of the high schooler was a squeeze of the hand.

Beca catches Chloe staring at her longingly at her and raises her eyebrows. Chloe blushes in response. Beca rolls her eyes. In Beca's peripherals she sees a man dressed in black not too far away. She moves both her and Chloe's bodies so that the tree trunk is between the man and them.

They stay like that until Beca's certain that the threat has passed. She moves the hand away from Chloe's mouth.

There so close that they're breathing the same breath and Chloe can't help the overwhelming need to feel Beca. She leans in and places a quick kiss on Beca's lip. Beca just stares at her for a moment, her expression blank. Unreadable. Then she peels herself off of Chloe and continues walking. Her grip on the bat tightened into something more defense.

Beca looks over her shoulder, "stay close, okay?"

Chloe nods, jogging forward so that she's close enough to Beca that the brunette could grab her if she needed anything.

After a few more hours of searching for a way out and a few close calls with some goons, Beca angrily throws her bat against a tree.

"I give up. Either we're walking in circles or this forest is truly fucking endless." Beca slumps down against a tree trunk looking expectantly at Chloe.

Chloe doesn't know what to say. She knows anything she does will only piss Beca off further so she just sits down next to the brunette.

Beca is confused by Chloe's silence, "what, ran out of words or something?"

"Whatever I say isn't good enough so I figure, what's the point." Chloe shrugs, hating how needy she sounded.

"Chlo', I didn't mean to make you feel like that. What you say is important. I just...I'm mad because I thought I was finally going to go home today, ya know?" Beca swivels her head that's leaning against the trunk towards Chloe. Beca knows she's been neglecting Chloe but she kinda wants to go home as soon as she can and this forest is just pissing her off.

Chloe leans her head against Beca's shoulder, "I'm sorry. I should of grabbed my phone before we left. We were just in such a hurry and my dad..."

"There probably wouldn't be any signal here anyway," Beca consoles even though she's thinking that Chloe should have brought her phone.

"We'll find a way out." Beca promises. Currently she doesn't have high hopes but she prays her friends and family and now Chloe's friends will look for the two of them. "There's got to be an end somewhere."

Beca stands up and offers her hand down for Chloe, "come on Beale, the less we rest the quicker we'll get out of here and the quicker I can heal up and take you on that date."

Chloe accepts Beca's hand and they walk with their fingers intertwine letting go only so Beca can wipe her sweaty palms against her pants or hit a branch with her baseball bat to get it out of the way.

Chloe's lost in her thoughts when she feels Beca tug at their entwined hands.

"Chlo', Chlo'," Beca lets go of Chloe's hand and points straight ahead.

Chloe follows Beca's gaze until her eyes land on a long, smoothed out piece of tarmac: a road.

"A road!" Beca grins. "A fucking road!"

Beca tugs Chloe so they move along quicker, until they're standing on the side of the road, "oh my god, yes! Chloe look!"

Chloe smiles and pulls Beca into a firm hug, "thank god."

"No way dude! God didn't walk all that, we did. Thank us." Then Beca smirks. "Scratch that, thank me."

"Okay ego." Chloe isn't bothered though. She's glad they got out. Even though Beca isn't saying it she looking a little too pale and exhausted. Chloe knows she's starting to feel the effects of her injuries.

"We just need to like hitchhike or something..." Beca says, scratching her head. Wincing when her fingers brush against her cut. Chloe's immediately in front of her with worry in her eyes but Beca waves her off, "I'm fine."

"Isn't hitchhiking illegal?" Chloe asks.

"Well, I'm sorry but I forgot to bring my fucking car so unless you brought yours looks like we're fucking hitchhiking." Beca says sarcastically.

"Okay." And suddenly the apology and hand holding disappears just like that.

A dark blue car drives by about a half an hour later. Beca waves her bat in an effort to get it to stop. Miraculously it does.

The window scrolls down revealing a posh looking blonde woman, "what're you kids doing? Don't you know it's illegal to hitchhike?"

Chloe smirks smugly at Beca who shrugs.

"Look, ma'am. We're wondering if we can get a ride to the nearest police station. It's really important. Please."

The lady does a thorough once over off both the girls and nods, "I'm no uber but I'll help you out. I'm Gail Abernathy McKadden by the way."

Beca shakes her hand through the window, "I'm Beca. This is Chloe."

Beca opens the backseat door for Chloe and then slides in after her. Mrs McKadden asks why they look dirty and shaken. Beca explains what's happen to them with minimal detail. Even excluding Mr Beale's name for Chloe's sake. She knows that as much as the redhead vehemently denies it, she feels guilty about drugging her dad.

"Oh my, that's awful." Mrs McKadden says in a accent that's mixed between country folk and a posh person's. "Awh, sugar! I don't have my phone on me right now otherwise I'd let you two make a call."

"It's okay," Chloe assures, though Beca looks annoyed. "You're doing more than enough for us already."

"It's the River End way, we like to say here at River End." She laughs.

"River End?" Beca asks. Not having heard of it before. She looks at Chloe who shrugs.

"Oh you've probably never heard of it before. It's a tiny country side town off of Barden. It's where I'm from. The police station I'm taking you to is there too."

Beca nods. Ideally she'd like to go to Barden PD but she'll take it, "okay cool."

They pull up fifteen minutes later to the River End police station.

"Here we are then kids." Mrs McKadden informs them.

"Thank you so much." Chloe tells the blonde. They get out of the car and Mrs McKadden rolls down her window.

She smiles, "I hope it all works out. I'm rooting for you!"

"Thanks," Beca says with a wave. The blonde lady's caring attitude reminded her very much of her mother.

They walk into the police station and Beca lets out a sigh of relief. She immediately goes to the front desk, a brunette man is sat there going through some papers.

"Hi," Beca says getting his attention. "Can I make a call?"

"Sure."

He takes the phone and places on top of the counter. Beca dials her dad's number. He picks up on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Dad?"

"Beca? Oh my God! Beca where are you? Are you okay?" Her dads voice is wobbly with concern and relief.

"I'm at the River End police station, I'll explain it all later. I'm fine."

"Thanks goodness. We were all so worried. Jesse's doing himself in with guilt. He figures since he asked you to go to that party, it's his fault that you were kidnapped."

Beca shakes her head at the receiver, "no no. Tell him it's not his fault. Is he there?"

"No, I forced him to get some sleep."

"Okay dad, I miss you and I promise I'll be a better daughter." She doesn't apologize because she wants to do it in person.

"Nonsense Beca, all families fight. You're already the perfect daughter." Her dad assures.

"I love you dad. Tell Sheila too." Beca smiles to herself. "I'll be home soon."

"Okay sweetheart, we love you too. Stay safe."

Then Beca hangs up the phone. She turns to Chloe, "is there anyone you want to call?"

Chloe shakes her head, "a deputy over there said we can take a shower in the locker room."

Beca nods, "we don't have clothes though."

"It's taken care of, come on."

"Okay."

Chloe takes Beca's hand and walks over to the deputy who's standing with a bunch of clothes in her arms.

"So," the deputy smiles at them. "I got extra small for you."

She hands Beca a charcoal grey, River End PD hoodie, a white t-shirt, black joggers, white ankle socks and white sneakers.

"Thanks," Beca takes the items from the deputy hands into her own. The deputy hands Chloe the same items only a size bigger.

"Are these okay?" The deputy asks.

"Yeah," Chloe nods. "It's fine. Thank you."

The deputy waves it off saying its just her job and shows them where the showers are. They go down the brown steps where there's a locker room. They open the door and walk to the shower stalls. There's three of them, they all have white plastic shower curtains.

"Come shower with me," Chloe says stripping.

Beca freezes, despite feeling overwhelmingly tired, her heart beats fast.

"Oh come on," Chloe's fully naked now and Beca's short circuiting. Her eyes can't help but take in every inch of Chloe's toned body. Yeah, Chloe's seen Beca naked but Beca hasn't seen Chloe naked. Not until right now. "Strip or do you want me to take your clothes off for you?"

Chloe's hands go to the top of Beca's pants, her fingers tickling the skin just below Beca's belly button. Beca pushes her away gently, "n-no, I got it."

When they get into the shower Chloe turns on the hot water. Beside Chloe cleaning Beca's cuts they mostly do their own thing. They're too tired to do anything else not to mention how embarrassing it would be if a cop walked in on them.

They dry off and put on their new clothes. Beca can't help but watch Chloe slide her joggers up her tone thighs and over her...Beca's cheeks turn pink from her own thoughts. She shakes it off.

Chloe's clothes fit perfectly even the shoes. Beca has to roll her pant legs up once so they don't trip her up but other than that everything else fits. Being clean and changed makes Beca feel like she's experiencing everything more vividly than before.

They're about to leave when Chloe shouts, "oh wait!"

"What is it?" Beca's immediately on the defensive. After so many close calls with the goons she can't help but be on edge.

"Relax babe," Chloe puts her hand on Beca's cheek. "I just forgot your jacket."

She puts on the army green bomber jacket over her hoodie and grins at Beca. Beca reaches behind the redhead pulling out the hood from under the jacket. They're an inch apart. Beca's eyes land on Chloe's little burst of electricity spark in her stomach.

Beca swallows and leans into Chloe. Chloe's arms immediately wrap around Beca's neck holding her close. And they kiss. The heat. The concern. And the care in it makes Chloe want to cry.

Beca pulls away when she taste salt in her mouth, "Chloe, are you crying?"

Chloe can't help it, the tears just stream down her face. Beca wipes them away with her thumbs, worried for Chloe. "Please stop crying."

"I ca-just promise me you'll never leave me, ever." Chloe knows it's a lot to ask but she needs to know. They've been through so much already and Chloe can't risk not having Beca in her life after all this is over and done with.

"I promise." Beca says no hesitation whatsoever. And then in hopes of cheering Chloe up, she joking mumbles, "clingy."

Chloe laughs and punches Beca's arm, "jerk."