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It was weird for Beca to experience a silent car ride with her wife. Chloe loved to talk, it was a known fact. Though the couple was accustomed and was comfortable in silence together, it was weird to experience the awkward silence with Chloe. The blonde was so open about what she thought and felt and never let an awkward silence linger too long. But Beca knew what kept her silent and made her skin turned unnaturally pale, and she hated seeing Chloe suffer. Once the couple had pulled up into the Beale driveway and turned off the engine to the rental car, Beca turned to her wife.

"If you aren't ready Chlo, we could turn around...I am sure they will understand." but Chloe just shook her head and grabbed her purse roughly.

"It's the first time I will see all four of my family members together in one place for five years...I have to see if they are safe for Emily to see." Chloe replied, as she attempted to escape the car, but Beca grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.

"You aren't alone babe. I need to protect that over-caring heart of yours." Beca said, as she playfully poked where Chloe's heart was with her other hand. Chloe smiled bashfully, as she brought Beca's hand that was grasped firmly to the blonde's and kissed it tenderly. "My hero."

Chloe's mother was sitting on the porch, smoking a cigarette. Once Chloe and Beca exited out of the car and linked hands, they made their way over to the blonde's childhood home. It was a fairly big house in the suburbs, completed with a double door garage and a basement. Though it would be an exaggeration to say the house was a mansion, it was safe to say that Mr Beale was a successful enough surgeon to put his "failing" oldest child through college for seven years without much a of problem.

"There is my baby girl!" Mrs. Beale exclaimed as the pair made their way to the porch. Chloe let go of Beca's hand to receive her mother's hug.

"Hi Mom." Chloe offered a fake smile as she rested her chin on her mother's shoulder. Though her father, Owen, had insisted that her mother was getting better with her AA meetings and therapy, it was hard for the former Bella Co-Captain to fully believe it and forgive the woman for all the pain she had received growing up. "You remember my wife Beca."

"Of course. Hi Beca, come on, don't be shy, we give hugs in this family!" Kate Beale said as she extended one of her arms to Beca, not letting go of her oldest in her other. Beca went reluctantly for the side hug, the smell of smoke reeling off her mother- in-law, but it's the most she could do to show some friendliness to her.

"Is Gabe and Elle here yet?" Chloe asked once Kate had let go of both of the girls, and immediately her mood had shifted as she sat back down on the swing on the porch, taking another puff from her cigarette.

"Elle is inside with daddy. Not sure where your brother is, probably will be late as usual." Chloe resisted an eye roll at the attitude her mother showed to her siblings. Sure, they weren't perfect and didn't have the same optimism Chloe possessed, but there was a reason Elle couldn't stand being around their mother too long. There was a reason she chose to follow their father's footsteps instead.

Seeing that her mother was going to pout on the porch for awhile longer, Chloe dragged Beca with her through the house, shouting out her sister's name. Within minutes, a younger blonde plowed through the hallways, practically jumping into Chloe's arms. Beca let go just in time, not wanting to be tangled in all the sister love. They just held onto each other for awhile, Chloe combing her fingers through the younger blonde's hair. Finally Chloe pushed her back, and cupped Elle's face.

"God El, you got so beautiful."

"You act like that you are surprised?" Elle teased, as Chloe rolled her eyes.

"Well, I was always the prettier one." Elle playfully punch her older sister's arm as she stuck out her tongue, followed by Chloe. Beca couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her thirty-two year old wife acting so childish.

"See you are still with the shorty." Elle finally commented, teasing in her usual sarcastic tone, as she went in for a hug from her sister-in-law.

"Nice to see you too little Beale." Beca replied as hugged the younger girl. Elle and Chloe were definitely related, physically and personality wise. They both bared the same light blonde hair, the same round eyes, though Elle didn't posses Chloe's bright blue eyes. They were more of a hazel-green,much like her mother, her hair sporting a layered look with bangs. Both Beale sisters shared the same confident attitude when it came to people, but while Chloe had more of bubbly and flirtatious approach, Elle tended to be more...feisty and a tease. Maybe a little too outspoken when stating her opinion.

"Chloe's been saying you are kicking ass in the music business."

"Oh yeah. But I am sure Chloe would say that anyways, just so she wouldn't have to sound like she is married to a loser." Beca teased, as Chloe wrinkled her nose in disagreement and rolled her eyes.

"Just like my Beca not to admit how good she actually is."

"Chloebear? Is that you, honey?" A man's voice could be heard from the kitchen, obviously belonging to Owen, Mr. Beale Beca insisted on calling him. The older gentlemen entered the entryway of the house, as Chloe immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. She had to tiptoe to reach her arms all the way around.

"Hi Daddy!" she muffled into his neck, as his hands ran through her hair. He pulled her back to cup her face like Chloe had done to Elle not two minutes ago.

"It's been too long Chloe. You haven't changed a bit, have you? As beautiful as ever. So glad I can have both of my angels together again." Owen said as he pressed a kiss on the top of his oldest head. He pulled in his youngest, a familiar wide smile and bright blue eyes shining as he held both of his daughters in each arm.

"Oh my goodness Beca, almost didn't recognize you. Music industry treating well I guess, because you are even more gorgeous." Owen complimented to the small brunette who stood somewhat awkward from where Chloe left her. He outstretched his arm that was draped around Chloe to shake his daughter-in-law's hand, knowing her discomfort with physical affection.

"Thank you Mr. Beale, you don't look too bad yourself." Beca smiled, his compliment leaving her a little flustered. Though he insisted she didn't have to refer to him as "Mr. Beale" Beca told him that he deserved the more respected name. Despite the amount of times Beca felt that Owen could have taken more control of his wife's actions and gotten his children in a better place, he still pushed to support and love his children as well as he could. He could have left like her father had done, but he didn't. Even now, he tried to keep his family together.

He looked around for something, but finally looked back up to Beca.

"Where is my granddaughter?"

Beca bit her lip a little, before stealing a glance to her wife. "We left her with some friends, Daddy." Chloe answered quickly.

"Why? We haven't seen her since she was tiny."

"...Well, knowing Elle and Gabe were coming, we didn't want a two year old to be caught up in the middle of everything…" Chloe confessed, her eyes finally dropping from her father's gaze. While Chloe and her mother bared lots of very similar facial features and the same excitable and outgoing personality, Kate's act was fake. It masked the deep struggles and anger she kept within, and truly showed when she was drunk. It was Owen that Chloe had inherited her undying kindness for others from. Like Chloe had Kate who hid their problems with smiles, Owen's sin was obliviousness to how messed up his family really was. And Chloe hated to show her father that she was weak. That the emotion sadness didn't live inside of her, this undying happiness and optimism radiating off of her at all times. That was her role to her parents; the lovely daughter who was always happy.

"We will bring her by or meet up somewhere with you guys at some point while we are here Mr. Beale." Beca butted in, after seeing the flash of hurt on Owen's face and as he uncomfortably ran his hand through his non existent hair on his stubble bald head.

"You guys are going to DisneyWorld with Emily right? Maybe daddy, mom, and me could join you one day?" Elle chimed in, seeing how the environment was getting too tense for her liking.

"Yeah, that sounds like fun, right Chlo? We will have to arrange something because it seems like the Bellas followed us from Atlanta." Beca laughed, Elle laughing with her. Owen was whispering something into Chloe's ear, while he rubbed her arm. She finally smiled slightly, and looked up to her wife.

"Yes, that sounds fun."

Kate popped her head into the hallway from the dining room, had nuck through the garage to avoid the party in the entryway.

"Dinner's ready everyone!"

Dinner was eventful; the Beale sisters seeming like they always had some story to tell. Elle, having had just come home from Kenya, had plenty of gross stories about the various of illnesses she contracted and the cultural change. But she loved it. Chloe smiled to herself, knowing that like her, Elle liked caring for other people, learning new things, and traveling. This job and opportunity seemed perfect for her daredevil and curious little sister. Owen chimed in to match Elle's gross doctor moments with his own, causing rounds of laughs and sounds of disgust from the table. The family was halfway through their dinner when a soft knock could be heard from the front door. Elle excused herself to let in the person, everyone knowing who their late dinner guest was: Gabe. The younger sister knew she would be the only one to answer the door, since Gabe seemed to have a sore spot with everyone else in the family. Even with Chloe.

Beca reached her hand under the table to grasp Chloe's leg when her brother walked in, following behind Elle slowly. Beca had never met Gabe personally, he being the one person in Chloe's family to not attend his older sister's wedding. He was lanky guy, the same green-hazel eyes his mother and younger sister possessed, with shaggy brown hair and scruff on on his face. The music producer guessed he would be considered an attractive man if he kept up his appearance a bit and let go of the scowl on him.

"Hey Gabe. Good to see you, son." Owen smiled, as he was the first to stand up and wrap his arms around his son. Gabe didn't reply and didn't return the hug, as he seemed to wait impatiently for the older man to let go. Owen led his only son to his spot in between him and Kate, both of his sisters eying him suspiciously. Beca saw Chloe strain to keep the smile on her face and try to make eye contact with her little brother. Elle was fidgety. She had seen her brother a couple of days before; she being the one to convince him to come see everyone. Elle was the only one to truly understand his anger and used to be angry like him in her teenage years. However, her outlet was traveling. Time apart from her family had changed her mood and to be slightly more forgiving. Gabe...not so much.

He sat down roughly, as his mom patted his shoulder before making up his plate. He looked up to see his older sister looking at him, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Hey Gabe…" Chloe finally said, and he looked back down at his plate.

"Chloe."

And then it got awkward. The only sounds coming from the table was the sound of the utensils poking at their dinner. The tension had definitely risen, and surprisingly enough, it was Beca who spoke up.

"So, Chloe and I are taking Emily to Disney World as most of you know tomorrow. Maybe if everyone is available, you guys could come with us? I know Emily would like to see all of you."

"Excuse me, who are you and why are you here?" Gabe said before anyone else had a chance to chime in. Beca took a deep breath internally and set her mouth in a tight line. It speaks, she thought.

"This is my wife, Gabe. Beca." Chloe spoke up, as she again tried to regain his eye contact. She didn't get it, but got a dark, quiet laugh from him instead.

"That's right, you are a dyke now."

Beca's eyes flared and she tried to stand from her seat, but was instantly pulled back by Chloe. How dare he say those hurtful words to his own sister.The one, need she violently remind him, who treated him like a son growing up. The one who had always been there for him and been nothing but decent to him, no matter his absence and harsh attitude towards her after she left for Barden.

"Gabe, you know your sister is bisexual. You have known since she was a teenager. And Beca is part of the family." Owen scolded, who gained an eye roll from his son.

"So, you guys have a kid now? Because you are messed up Chlo, you suddenly want your kids to suffer too?" Gabe said, not missing a beat, and finally making eye contact with the blonde. But she just met him with confused eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Chloe challenged, and Beca positioned herself to be there in case Chloe needed to be restrained, though the smaller brunette wouldn't mind seeing her wife pounce him and beat his scrawny ass.

"Okay okay children, we don't need this." Owen tried as he set down his silverware down slowly.

"Oh come on Chloe. You don't think the kid is going to be made fun when they get older for having dyke moms? Thought you would be aware of being a bad mom, considering you have one." He was really going to let everyone have it, Beca thought. She didn't know how long she could stay silent. Kate just stared at her wine glass, letting her son take a swing at her.

"Lay off Gabe, Jesus." Elle finally intervened, throwing her hands up in question. Chloe just took a breath and scrunched her hands into fists, repeating the process several times.

"Oh what. The druggie and sunshine can't handle it? Newsflash sweetheart, genes pass. Think Emily is going to turn out okay by moving all the way out to L.A? She is going to learn all your ugly traits like your eating disorder, and you are going to fuck her up just like mom did to you." Gabe shot again, and instantly Chloe's eyes grew wide and the tears she tried to hold back, broke free. Beca stood swiftly from her chair. He could call her a dyke, but when he bluntly said that Chloe was a bad mother and brought up the monsters that she had managed to overcome, Beca drew the line.

"Okay, dude you need to chill the fuck down and need to be very careful what you say next. You know who these people are? They are human fucking beings. Your sister has been nothing but nice and motherly to you, and how do you repay her? Call her a bad mother and make her remember her weakest points? Newsflash to Gabriel, everybody was affected by your mother's choices, not just you.Was it fair for Chloe to raise two other humans and miss a chunk of her social life? That woman has been nothing but good to you, and you are treating her like shit. I know I am new to this whole "letting people into your life" but I know I am not that much of an idiot to be heartless to the people who have always been there for you. Your sisters have moved on, even Elle who couldn't even talk to Kate on the phone a year ago, is making an effort by being here and not saying things she will regret, though I know she wants to. Sack up dude, and get some fucking help for your issues. Take care of yourself, get married, go do something other then make other people feel like shit."

Beca looked at Kate across the table. She was on a roll. "Kate, stop sitting there like you have to hear your son say that about you. And put the fucking wine down, Jesus. You keep telling Chloe and Owen you are getting better, then prove it. Make amends with the children you affected with your selfishness. They are hurt. They need you, especially Gabe. Grow up, you have three children who are willing to never let you see them or your grandchildren."

"Mr. Beale. Take a hard look at your children. They are hurt and are throwing insults at each other. Get it through your head that there is an issue. This is not normal. Don't let your son say that stuff about your daughter, you are a father for God's sake!"

"El. Look at your mother, say something to her. The fact that she is sober right now and wanted all of her children here, looks like a sign that is recovering. Underneath all the bad she did, she still raised some great kids. I have heard countless stories of the times she was present; playing games, attending all your activities, baking with you. At least her try to make amends."

The Beales looked up at the small music producer is awe, all expect Gabe, who was pretty red in the face. But Beca wasn't finished.

"My daughter is the luckiest woman in the world to have a mother like Chloe. I am the luckiest woman in the world to even be friends with someone like your sister, and much more to be called her wife. And yes, Em might have issues growing up with two mothers, but this world is changing. And we strive to teach Emily about love and about loving others, no matter gender. And I can guarantee you Gabe, if you talk to her like that again, we are going to have a lot of problems and it won't be just me chewing you out."

"Are you really threatening me? Dad, are you going to let her do that?" Gabe shouted as he stood up from his seat, his grip clasped to the table tightly. When Owen didn't reply, Gabe huffed.

"Always taking their side, aren't you? The woman in your life are so much more important then your only son."

"I am not taking anyones side, Gabe. You had your choice words, and Beca had hers." Gabe ruffled his hair with his hand roughly. "Maybe you need to cool off in the back yard for awhile." Owen replied calmly.

"This is fucking bullshit." Gabe huffed again.

"What is fucking bullshit is you targeting Chloe for no reason." Elle spoke up, eying her big brother angrily. She really hoped he was going to be on his best behavior and he was acting like a child.

"She left us, El. You remember that?!" Gabe yelled as he impulsively pushed his plate and glass onto the floor, them shattering loudly on the wood floor.

"Okay Gabriel, you need to cool off." Owen said sternly, as he slowly maneuvered his son to the backyard, careful for any swings he might throw. It wasn't the first time he had to deal with his son's anger episodes. Minutes later, more objects could be heard smashing in the backyard while Owen simply watched, in case his son would hurt himself.

"Is he talking about when I left for Barden?" Chloe meekly spoke up, looking at Elle. The younger blonde nodded, and tried to smile.

"It seemed to get worse when you left...you were the glue Chlo, you made everything seem so much better than it was. When you left, I guess Gabe took it personally..."

"Did you?"

"...I understood why you wanted to get out while you could..."

Chloe reached over to grab Elle's hand and she gave it a firm squeeze. "I am sorry...I shouldn't have left…" but Elle just shook her head. "I am fine Chloe, really. We were old enough to take care of ourselves. I don't blame you for anything. And neither does Gabe, he just...needs help."

"Should I talk to him?" Chloe asked, as she stole a glance at her brother pacing in the backyard.

"Maybe later, sweetheart. He needs time to cool off." Kate intervened, and Chloe flashed a small smile towards her mother. It wasn't like her not to get defensive and yell when someone accused her of anything. But she looked guilty. Maybe she really was getting better. God, she only hoped.

"How you doing babe?" Beca asked, the two having had just gotten into their rental car. The evening had left both of them exhausted, but Beca knew she needed to check in with her wife about the events that had just played out and the hurtful things shot towards her. Chloe met her wife's concerned glance, and smiled slightly.

"I just want to see our baby. I miss her." Chloe said simply, and Beca smiled back. She didn't expect to get Chloe to cry or spill her feelings, she kind of already did in the last couple of hours.

"Yeah me too...I love you Chloe. So much."

"I love you Becs...thank you for having a tantrum and defending me. You really are my hero." Chloe said sleepily, the eventful night leaving her suddenly tired. Beca laughed and placed a kiss on her already asleep wife's forehead before starting the car. While she drove, she fumbled with her headset, while dialing the appropriate number into her phone. If she had acted anything like Gabe did tonight, there was someone she needed to call and apologize profusely to, no matter the time. They picked up on the second ring.

"Hey Dad…"

So...next chapter the Bellas and the Beale-Mitchell got to Disney World! Yay! I suck at having sad endings, so I had a bitter-sweet ending instead. Hoped all that requested for the dinner was satisfied. Review!