Okay so in the last chapter we all know Beca and Chloe had sex...is the morning after really that simple though? Especially is Beca remembers how Chloe cut her off when she moved away? Drama, drama, drama...

Anyway here is the new chapter and I hope you all enjoy! Tell me what you thought :)

True Love Always Finds a Way - Chapter 6: Walk of Shame

Beca woke up in an unfamiliar bed the next morning. She rubbed her eyes, allowing them to adjust to the light before looking around. "Oh shit." She whispered to herself as she moved her leg underneath the duvet, realising she wasn't alone. She was scared to look to see who it was. Events from last night began to make their way back into the brunette's mind. She definitely had sex, she could remember that much but she couldn't quite remember who yet. Beca had to do it, she had to just look and get it over and done with. She kinda expected it to be Jesse after her talk with Stacie last week, maybe they got drunk, accidently had sex and can now move on with their lives. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…" It wasn't Jesse…

Emily woke up that morning with a loud groan. Her head was pounding and she felt like she could vomit any second. She made a mental note to kill her godmother after allowing her to drink. Suddenly a wave of nausea hit her and before she could even get out of bed, she threw up all over the floor. "Oh god…" Her head was hung over the side of the bed and she was pretty sure she could die. Luckily they had laminate flooring or Jesse would probably kill her himself. The brunette took all the energy she could muster and rolled over in her bed, banging her fist on the wall to awaken Owen or Cory.

Owen was the one to appear, already dressed. It was already 11:30 am, Emily just didn't realise it. "Dude!" He almost walked straight back out after noticing the pool of vomit on the floor.

"Get dad…" Was all Emily said as she buried her face into her pillow.

Owen made his way downstairs, glad to get out of his sister's vomit ridden room. Everyone was in the livingroom, Cory was playing the Playstation and Jesse was sitting on the couch with Alexis on his lap as she played on her dad's iPad.

"Dad?" The 19 year old sat down on the couch between his brother and father.

"Yeah? Sleeping beauty awake yet?" He chuckled. He couldn't exactly stay pissed off at his daughter for drinking, he was just glad it was around him and Beca rather than somewhere were they couldn't help her if she needed it.

"Sleeping beauty puked all over your floor." Owen laughed.

"You're joking." Jesse asked with a straight face and Owen shook his head. "Jesus Christ Emily…" He sighed, sitting Lexi on the couch before he stood up. "This girl will be the death of me…" He playfully rolled his eyes before going off to the kitchen.

"Emily." Jesse entered her room with two buckets, one full of soapy water to clean up the mess and the other was for her to throw up into.

"Are you mad at me?" Emily asked in a small voice, her face still buried in her pillow. The way she spoke reminded Jesse of her when she was a little girl and how she'd manage to melt Jesse's heart to get out of trouble.

"Of course not." Jesse chuckled as he set the two buckets down at his feet.

She suddenly sat up like a bolt. "Dad can you pass-"

Jesse held the empty bucket for her as she vomited into it. "You're alright." He reassured, rubbing her back as she wretched uncontrollably. To be parents, you have to have a strong stomach, Jesse and Beca definitely realised that one day 16 years ago.

*Flashback*

December 1999. Back when Jesse and Beca were just a newlywed couple with only two children. 3 year old Owen and 2 year old Emily.

Jesse was rudely awoken by the sound of his children crying in the room beside him. "Beca." He whispered to his wife but she didn't stir so he decided to go through himself.

"Da-addy." Emily cried as soon as she saw her father. She was in her bed, obviously upset and distressed by the fact she had thrown up on herself.

"Aw baby girl." He soothed as he walked towards her before he noticed that Owen was in the exact same situation. Now this isn't a one man job. "I'm gonna go get mommy okay? Daddy will be back in a second." He walked back to his and Beca's bedroom and walked around to his wife's side of the bed. "Baby, you need to wake up." He shook her arm and she slowly opened her eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked in a groggy voice.

"The kids have thrown up." He said and she sat up.

"Both of them?" The woman asked, swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

"Yeah." Both parents went through to their kids' bedroom.

"We should get them changed, take them through to our room and I'll strip their beds." Beca laid out the game plan and Jesse agreed.

Beca went to Owen and Jesse went to Emily. "She's running a temperature." Jesse said as he lifted his daughter out of her bed, feeling her forehead before taking her PJs off of her.

Beca placed the back of her hand on her son's head, he was also burning up. "I'm guessing it's the stomach flu." Beca said as she got Owen changed into a clean set of pyjamas before kissing him on the forehead, wiping his tears away. "You're alright honey, mommy's here." She reassured and he calmed down a little.

"Come on, princess." Jesse lifted Emily up who was still crying and carried her through to his and Beca's bedroom.

"Let's go through to mommy and daddy's bed." Beca stood up and held her hand out to Owen but he just started sobbing again.

"Up." Was all he said, holding his arms out. It was like he was a little baby again. Beca gave in though because after all he was ill, she hoisted him up onto her hip and carried him through, sitting him on the bed next to Emily.

"Right, I'll go strip their beds. I'll bring the medicine up with me." Beca told her husband before disappearing to do just that. She gathered the duvet covers and sheets plus the nightwear that had been thrown up on and took them all downstairs to the washing machine. She switched the washer on before going into the bathroom to get the medicine for the kids.

"Beca! We didn't think this through!" Her husband called from upstairs.

Beca furrowed her brow and made her way back upstairs, feeling like she had ran a marathon already. "What's wrong?" She walked back into her bedroom to find that both of them had thrown up yet again, this time on her and Jesse's bed. "Fuck." She cursed, running her hand through her hair. Wow this was hard work. When one kid caught an illness, the other one would always get it too, it was a nightmare. "Just take our duvet off." She finally decided, realising that the duvet was the only thing they managed to throw up on.

Jesse moved both the (now crying again) kids and took the duvet off, stripping the cover off it to take downstairs. "I'll bring two basins up with me." He sighed before leaving the room. Both him and his wife were tired, he knew Beca was ready to crack up and he had to keep calm for her.

"Shhh." Beca tried to soothe both her kids as she climbed onto the bed in front of them. She opened the bottle of medicine and poured some onto a spoon, holding it out to Owen first. He took it without a problem. Next was Emily, not such an easy task. "Come on baby, you have to take it to make you feel better."

She just cried harder, trying to push her mother's hand away.

"Emily, look at mommy." Beca said softly and the little girl did, she still didn't stop crying though. "You need to take it sweetheart."

"No!" She screamed and Beca cringed, covering her face with her hand. This was going to be a long night.

"Woah what's going on?" Jesse returned with the two basins, obviously hearing his daughter's shriek.

"Here. She won't take it from me." Beca surrendered, handing her husband the medicine. She took one of the basins and lay Owen down, placing it beside him.

"Emily, calm down baby." Jesse gave his daughter a hug and didn't let go until her body stopped shaking from tears. "The medicine is going to make you feel better okay? Take it for daddy?"

Reluctantly, the 2 year old allowed her father to put the spoon of medicine in her mouth.

"Mommy!" Owen cried as Beca sat up off the bed.

"What is it, baby?" She asked softly, leaning over to bed to her son.

He just cried. You always knew when Owen was sick because he normally wouldn't shut up. He could talk your ear off, that kid. Beca kinda got the message that he just wanted her comfort so she climbed into the bed and lay behind him, allowing him to cuddle into her.

"Shhh." Jesse soothed Emily has he lay down beside her, softly stroking her hair as she buried her face into his shirt. "You alright?" With his free hand he blindly reached to his side until he felt his wife and rubbed his hand up and down the side of her waist.

"Yeah." Beca sighed, covering his hand with her own. "We're totally gonna get sick aren't we?" She asked.

"Most likely." Jesse said quietly as he felt his eyelids drooping.

Their predictions were true as a few days later, the kids were shipped off to their grandparents as Beca and Jesse stayed in bed and threw their guts up for the next couple of days.

*End of flashback*

"Can you kill Stacie for me?" Emily asked as she pulled her head out of the bucket.

"Oh so that's who got you into this state?" Jesse asked in amusement as he got down on his knees to clean up the mess.

"Did mom see me drunk?" Emily cringed at the thought.

Jesse scoffed. "You were probably more sober than mom to be honest. You should probably give her a call at some point, I never saw her for the second half of the party." He was still kinda pissed at his ex wife for getting involved with Chloe in the middle of the party but there was nothing he can really do about it.

"I'll call her later, if she feels anything like I do, I'm sure she'd rather be left alone." The teenager groaned.

"Your mom doesn't get bad hangovers." Jesse chuckled knowingly.

"Lucky for some." Emily muttered.

"You need to get in the shower Em, you guys are going to grandma and grandpa's today." Jesse stood up once he had finished cleaning up the vomit and pulled the duvet away from his daughter.

"Ugghhhhhhhhhhh." She groaned loudly. "I don't wanna gooooo." She whined.

"Too bad, you're going. Now come on get up." He laughed.

"Carry me." She held out her arms and put on her best baby voice and puppy dog eyes.

"Piss off Emily." He laughed, playfully slapping her leg. He grabbed her hands and pulled her to her feet instead. "You're about the height of me, there's no way I'm carrying you without crippling."

"God you're so old." Emily joked, playfully shoving her father before getting herself a clean set of clothes to wear. "Hey do you think Lexi will take mom's height or is mom just gonna be the tiniest in the family?" The girl laughed as she rummaged through her drawers.

"Hm, I think this might be the first kid that Beca will always be taller than. Lexi has always been really little for her age. You never know though." Jesse shrugged with a laugh. "Right little lady, get in the shower."

Beca was currently wandering around Chloe's bedroom silently as she tried to find her clothes, putting each article back on as she found it. Yes, Beca Swanson was going to have to do the walk of shame. "Shit!" She cursed as she bumped into the dresser and her heart stopped as Chloe rolled over. Luckily she stayed sleeping though. Wow, what the fuck had she gotten herself into?

When Emily got out the shower, she threw up again so Jesse offered to do her hair for her which reminded him of when she was a little girl. You see, Beca was the one that mostly did Emily's hair for her but of course there were times where Beca could so Jesse had to step up.

Emily was sitting on the bed holding the sick bucket in her hands and Jesse was sat behind her. He had blow dried her hair and was now currently straightening it for her.

"You know, you used to like me doing your hair when you were little." Jesse said as he carefully straightened his daughter's hair. "Apart from that one time you asked me to straighten it and I accidently burned your ear. Pretty sure your mom was gonna kill me that day."

"Oh my god, really?" Emily laughed.

"Yeah, she wouldn't stop shouting at me." He shook his head with a laugh. "I accidently laughed at her which made her even more pissed."

"Oh we all know not to laugh at mom when she's angry." The teenager said seriously.

"You got that right." He agreed. "It's hard to keep a straight face when she's yelling though." God he missed his wife. It just killed him last night when she kissed Chloe. Looks like Emily couldn't remember that.

Emily's phone started ringing beside them. "It's mom, can you answer it? I'm gonna be sick again." She rushed out before she wretched over the bucket.

Jesse set the straightener down, using one hand to rub his daughter's back and the other to answer the phone. "Beca it's me, your daughter can't exactly come to the phone right now because she was drinking last night."

"She was what?" Beca asked incredulously. "Ugh, I actually needed her to do me a favour." She quickly added, choosing to deal with the fact her underage daughter had been drinking later.

"What is it?" Jesse curiously asked.

"I need a ride."

"Why? Aren't you at home?" He asked with a furrowed brow.

"No, I have no fucking idea where I am Jesse. I'm on a street I have never been on in my life." He could hear the helplessness in her voice.

"What? Why?" He asked, getting up from Emily's bed, mouthing to his daughter that he'll be back before heading out into the hallway. "Beca?" Jesse asked when his ex wife wouldn't answer him. "Where did you go last night?" He had a rough idea in his head but he really didn't want it to be that.

"I went home with Chloe…" Jesse just silently shook his head. "Jess please don't go crazy, Stacie won't answer her phone and I really need to get home."

"Never thought you'd be the girl to do the walk of shame." Jesse said in disappointment.

"Please Jesse…" She pleaded.

"Fine. I'll pick you up. Text me the address." He muttered before hanging up, not even letting her say anything else.

Jesse shook his head and felt like punching a wall. Beca had spent the night with Chloe. Just great…

"What did she want?" Emily asked when he returned.

"Uh she just needs me to pick her up cause her car broke down." He lied. His kids didn't need to know their mother just had a one night stand and was currently doing the walk of shame. "Are you alright finishing your hair? I better leave and get her."

"Yeah I'll be fine."

"Alright, I'll see you when I get back." Jesse walked downstairs to let his other kids know he was leaving. "Guys, your mom's car broke down so I'm gonna go pick her up alright?"

"Mommy's coming over?" Alexis asked in excitement.

Jesse thought for a second. He was doing her and favour so he could rope her into doing one for him at the same time. Dropping Emily's car off for her. "Yes, honey. Mommy's coming."

Owen looked at his dad with a furrowed brow and Cory was too engrossed in his game to really pay attention.

Jesse just nodded at his eldest son to confirm.

Jesse made a trip to Beca's house (yes, he still had a key) on his travels before typing in the address she had texted him into his GPS. He had went to her house to pick her up a clean set of clothes for her to change into in the car.

"Oh wow…" Jesse tried not to laugh as he pulled up next to his ex wife. She looked like she had been dragged through a hedge backwards.

"Shut your mouth, Swanson." Beca said through gritted teeth as she swiftly climbed into the car.

"Here." He reached into the back seat and grabbed the clothes, placing them on Beca's lap.

"You went to my house?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "And went through my underwear drawer?" Her eyes widened at him once she noticed he also brought her a clean bra and panties.

"Stop freaking out, you're forgetting we were married for 16 years for Christ sake." He couldn't help but laugh at her overreacting. "Just get changed."

"At least turn around." She blurted out.

Jesse rolled his eyes. "Nothing I haven't seen before." He joked which earned him a punch in the shoulder.

"Quit being such a dick!"

He just shook his head, trying to stop himself from laughing as he finally turned his head out his window.

The woman reached underneath her dress and pulled her panties down, quickly replacing them with the clean ones. She reached behind her, trying to unzip her dress but failed miserably. "Fucking false nails." She cursed.

"Need a hand?" Jesse asked, still looking out his window.

"Fine…" She grumbled and turned slightly in her seat so that her back was too Jesse.

He pulled the zip down on her dress for her with ease. Wow 2 different people had gotten her out of her dress in the space of 12 hours…

"Can you unclip my bra too?" She hated to say it but she really wasn't in the mood to be fighting with her bra clip just now.

Jesse looked around to make sure no one was going to walk by and see his bare chested ex wife before popping her bra open for her.

She held it to her chest and told Jesse to turn around again before she could replace it with the clean one. The short brunette pulled the tshirt over her head with ease but then came the hard part. Trying to pull jeans on in the car. Both Jesse and Beca know the struggles from the times when they were still teenagers and would have sex in Jesse's car. She discarded her dress and threw it in the back seat along with the rest of her clothes before eventually pulling the jeans on.

"I brought these for your feet." Jesse reached behind him once again and handed Beca her white Converse.

"Thanks." Beca said, slipping her feet into them. Wow that was a task and a half and all she was doing was getting dressed.

"Would you mind if I dropped you off to pick Emily's car up and drop it off at my house?" Jesse asked as he started up the car and Beca pulled out her hair brush from her bag.

"Yeah sure." Beca said distractedly as she brushed through her hair, groaning at how much hairspray was in it last night.

"Can I ask you something?" Jesse asked seriously, putting his sunglasses on as the sun began to catch him right in the eye.

"What?" She asked, pulling her hair up into a messy bun.

"Why are you getting involved with her again? She's not good for you Beca." He didn't even want to say Chloe's name.

Beca rolled her eyes.

"I'm serious! And you know that too otherwise you'd still be in her house, cooking her pancakes to wake up to. She hurt you Beca, and I was the one to stay and pick up the pieces." He shook his head, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.

"I know! I fucked up, alright? I had sex with her and I know it was a huge mistake, you don't need to tell me that." Beca shot back. "In all honesty, I only did it to try and get over you…" She said quietly, hanging her head. "I guess I just miss you…" She admitted.

"Beca time is gonna do that, not sleeping with the first person you see. I miss you too but we both know that being apart is the best for our kids." He said softly, placing a hand on her thigh. "You're still my best friend and I don't want that to change. I still love you little weirdo."

"I love you too." It felt like a long time where she had said that and it felt good. She did love Jesse but she just couldn't be his wife. They could be friends and they still needed to look out for each other.

"I know you're not my wife anymore but I still care about you so just don't do anything you'll regret." He rubbed her thigh before taking his hand away.

"I already have." Beca muttered, shaking her head. "Why the fuck did I have to go and sleep with her?" She asked herself.

"It was a mistake. You guys can talk it out and move on. She seems to move on easily anyway." Jesse reassured, taking a little dig at Chloe at the same time.

"I'll deal with her tomorrow. Anyway, how are my babies?"

"Well one of our babies was drink last night." Jesse chuckled.

"Yeah you were saying...And why was that again?" She asked.

"Stacie. That's why."

"Ugh I'm gonna kill her." Beca shook her head, pulling out her phone to send a text to Stacie. Just as she was about to, Chloe started calling. "It's Chloe…"

"Are you gonna answer it?" He wondered, glancing over at her for a second.

Beca shook her head, memories of their "break up" quickly flooding back. She declined Chloe's call and started typing her text to Stacie.

"Anyway, I'm sure Emily will be glad if you kill Stacie." Jesse laughed. "She threw up all over the floor this morning."

"No way!" The woman gasped before laughing. "Dude do you remember that night her and Owen got the stomach flu at the same time and they wouldn't stop throwing up?"

"I was literally thinking about that earlier on." They both laughed at the memory.

Looks like old Jesse and Beca were back, they weren't together anymore but they still loved and cared about one another. Jesse just didn't want to see his ex wife get hurt by the same girl all over again, he was very protective over her ever since then.

Ooooooh! Jesse getting protective over his ex wife, he's allowed leave him be!

Anyway how do you think the whole Beca and Chloe situation is gonna unfold?

One question, do you think I should include flashbacks more often?