A/N: Guess who's back? Homegirl got a new laptop. This is not nearly as long as the chapter I had before, but I decided to save part of the chapter for the next one. I am so sorry this has taken me so long. Hopefully, this is enough until I finish the rest of what I had before my old laptop crashed.

I would like to thank Duh2042, OliverWoodLuvr, JessTerr, Rubiksmaniac, and 2 guests that commented on my author's note and gave me hope for this chapter. Thank you guys so much.

My favorite review from chapter three goes to Duh2042. I'm sorry my story gives you stress. That's kinda the point, though, haha.

Song suggestion: Simply Human - Morgan Taylor-Reid.

Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me through this awful time. As always, I love you all! - Fox

After class, Beca stopped Benji from walking away from her, "What were you going to say?"

The Time Traveler looked around, "We can't talk about this here. Meet me in the courtyard later. I'll take us somewhere we can talk about this." With that, he left.

Beca went to the rest of her classes that day, but she wasn't completely focused. She wanted to know what Benji was going to say. Obviously, something was wrong. Was it because Beca met her future self? Did it cause a rift in time? Well, if it did, then she probably would know. Didn't it cause crazy stuff to happen? She was so confused.

The DJ was waiting in the courtyard for Chloe, completely spaced out when the redhead pounced on her.

"Hi," Chloe giggled.

"God damn it, Chloe. You scared the shit out of me," Beca was clutching her chest.

"I know, I just couldn't help it," the ginger smiled.

"Well, thanks for that," Beca frowned.

"You're welcome," Chloe grinned.

The Bender sighed, "I have to meet up with someone from my speech class. You should come with me."

"Who is it? Should I be jealous?" she asked.

"No," Beca smiled, "Though it would be funny to see that."

"Well, who is it then?" Chloe rolled her eyes.

"His name is Benji. He's apparently the one that sent future me back in time. He's a Time Traveler or whatever," Beca replied.

"What? No way!" Chloe looked at her astonished.

"Yeah, it's crazy, right?" the brunette looked at her.

"Where are you meeting him?" the older woman asked.

"He told me to meet him in the courtyard, but he didn't say when, so I guess we'll have to sit here for a while," Beca sighed.

"But I'm hungry, Becs."

"Well, let's go get something to eat and we'll come back."

The redhead started to walk towards a cafe near campus. Beca walked with her, wondering what Benji was going to say. She really wanted to know what was going on. She knew that meeting herself probably had its consequences, but they probably would have happened by now. They made it to the cafe eventually, ordering their food and drinks and sat down at a table.

"I wonder what the Time Traveler will say," Chloe said, taking a bite of her food.

Beca shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe nothing is wrong."

"If nothing was wrong, why would he want to meet you?" the redhead asked.

"I have no idea," the younger woman sighed, "You're probably right. There must be something wrong. Maybe we should have listened to her when she said she couldn't show herself to us."

"Well, it's too late for that now, isn't it?" Chloe sighed.

"Yeah, unless he wants to send me back to stop it from happening."

"Well, wouldn't that just make the problem worse? There'd be three of you in one spot."

"I guess you're right. Maybe he'll send someone I know."

"How do you know he's even going to send someone at all?"

"I don't. It was just a guess. This is all so confusing. First, it was the whole powers thing. Then, the whole choosing a side and nearly killing someone and all that wonderful business until I became a Guardian and now dealing with something that's clearly a problem. How can I deal with this and protect you at the same time?"

"Don't worry. You know I can take care of myself."

"Well, not according to my future self. You're dead in her future."

"Now that you're a Guardian, maybe the war won't happen. Your father knows about the people wanting to overthrow him and he'll keep himself protected."

"You heard future me. That isn't going to stop it. Plus, how does he know who to trust? The people protecting him could be the very people who want to overthrow him. All they would need to do is get him somewhere alone. He's a healer, not a fighter."

"You obviously don't know your father's powers well," Chloe smirked.

Beca rolled her eyes, "How can healing someone keep him safe from people attacking him?"

"His powers can take away life as easily as it gives it," the Mind Reader said.

"He can give life? Like bring someone from the dead?" the brunette asked, bewildered.

"I mean, I think so. I've never seen it happen, but according to legend, people with that power can do it once they're powerful enough. Taking a life is much easier than giving one, though."

Beca sat there for a moment, staring down at the drink she ordered. She suddenly decided to change the subject, "We should get back to the courtyard soon. Benji might be there."

Chloe looked at Beca for a long moment, trying to read her thoughts, but she couldn't, "What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" the Bender asked.

"You're blocking me out of your mind. How are you doing that?"

"I'm not doing anything."

"Beca, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, Chlo."

"Don't shut me out, Becs. You can tell me, you know?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Chloe," she said calmly.

"Beca, come on. I just-"

"I said I don't want to talk about it!" Beca raised her voice.

The cafe got quiet as other people looked in their direction, "Alright," Chloe said quietly as she got up and walked out of the cafe.

Beca got up quickly and followed her, "Chlo, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you."

"It's fine. I shouldn't have tried to get into your head," Chloe looked at the ground.

"No, Chloe. You have nothing to be sorry for," Beca stopped in front of her, grabbing her hands. She waited until icy blue eyes met steel ones, "We're together. I shouldn't keep things from you. Secrets never work in relationships and I love you too much to keep one from you."

The ginger gave a small smile, "It's okay. You don't have to tell me right now. We have a Time Traveler to deal with." With that, Chloe gave her a soft kiss and lead the way to the courtyard.

By the time they got there, Benji was waiting. He had been pacing. Once he saw them, he ran up to them, "Where have you been?"

"I was here for a while, but we got hungry," Beca told him.

"We have to go now. Alone. Your girlfriend can stay here," the Time Traveler said.

"She's coming with us or I'm not taking you anywhere," the petite woman crossed her arms.

"She'll slow us down. It's not like you need her there," Benji scoffed.

Beca glared, "I'll have you know, I'm her Guardian. I am sworn to protect her. I can't do that very well if she's not with me. Now, like I said, she comes with or we're not going at all."

"It's not like I have to help you, you know," Benji tested her.

"No, but you're the one who wanted to go, so it seems you've got interest in helping," Beca stood her ground, staring him down.

"Fine, she can come. Don't slow us down," he pointed at her.

Beca grabbed his finger and bent it backward until he yelped in agony, "Don't ever speak to her like that."

"Stop, Becs," Chloe said.

The brunette woman let go of his finger as he backed away from her and held it in his hand, "If you even think about doing that again, I'll rip your arm off and beat you with it," Beca said through clenched teeth.

Benji nodded as they headed towards the warehouse. Beca and Chloe were walking ahead of the Time Traveler.

"Why did you do that to him?" Chloe asked.

"No one will disrespect you in front of me," Beca frowned.

The redhead giggled, "You're so cute. You're like a little honey badger."

"Did you just call me a honey badger?" Beca laughed.

"They're the fiercest animals ever! They take on full grown lions even though they're incredibly small in comparison," Chloe told her.

"Are you saying Benji is a lion and I am a honey badger? Wait a second...you're calling me short!" Beca looked at her in disbelief.

"No, I'm just saying you're incredibly brave," the ginger grinned.

"Whatever you say, Red," Beca smiled, shaking her head slightly with a laugh.

"You haven't called me that since before you knew my name," Chloe said.

"Well, it's just a nickname for you," Beca chuckled.

"Can we spare the chit chat for later? The faster we get there, the better," Benji sighed.

The Bender rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

It didn't take them long to get there. Once they did, Chloe opened the door and called out to Future Beca, "Are you here? We brought someone. Don't worry, you know him and apparently, trust him."

Future Beca ran out, "What? No! Why did you bring him here?"

Benji stared at her for a moment, "Beca, I need to talk to you."

"About what?" the woman from the future asked.

"Not you," the Time Traveler snapped. He turned to the current Beca, dragging her off outside.

"What the hell? Let go of me!" Beca yelled at him, ripping her arm from his grasp.

"Beca, that is not you," he said.

"What do you mean that's not me? She obviously is. She looks just like me and she's been able to use powers the same as mine to teach me," Beca crossed her arms.

"Trust me," he stared into her eyes.

"Why exactly should I do that? You've given me no reason to."

"Seriously, that is not you."

"How would you know?"

"A Time Traveler knows these things. I would never send someone back to talk to themselves. It would rip a hole in time."

"Well, looks like you're wrong, dude. Nothing like that has happened."

"That's because she's not you."

"Then how does she know about my life and who I know? How is she using the same powers I have when I'm the only Bender known right now?"

"I don't know. All I know is that that woman in there is not you."

"Yes, she is!"

"No, she's not! That is a different Bender with powers so developed she has been able to manipulate her own molecular structure to look like you!"

"How can you be so sure? How is that even possible?"

"There's only one way to find out. Get her to shake my hand and I can prove it to you!"

Beca looked at him for a moment, "Fine, but I'm telling you. That's me. You're just wasting your time."

"I'm a Time Traveler. I never waste time."

She rolled her eyes, walking back into the warehouse, "Hey, talk to this guy for a minute, will you?"

Future Beca looked at him wearily, "Fine."

Benji stuck his hand out, "I'm Benji."

"I know who you are," Future Beca shook his hand.

The Time Traveler smirked, "Gotcha."

Future Beca looked at him in horror, "No! You idiot!" she said as her face began to change.

"I'm surprised you didn't know I could reverse what you've done with your molecular structure with time."

The present Beca stared at the future woman in shock, "N-no. You're...you're dead!"

"No Beca, I'm not..."

What in the hell is going on?