Author's Notes: Hey guys, last two letters, but its not the last chapter. Still have a few to go. Enjoy :D


February 13th, 2017

Beca bustles around her kitchen as she cooks herself dinner. She was slightly dancing to her music as she cooks. Beca had a really great day, even though she had been relieved of the Madonna project, she somehow found the perfect writer to work with Madonna. Michael was so relieved when he realised when Beca had pretty much saved the day. He normally took credit for everyone's ideas, by adding one or two things to it, thus making it better. But this time, he was just so happy, that Beca took full credit.

Beca was happy about all this, because this could definitely be a big stepping stone in her career. The look on Madonna's face when she heard this guys song, could keep Beca's happiness meter at full for at least a year. But, it wasn't just that that had Beca dancing in her kitchen. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, even though it was nice to receive gifts every day, Beca couldn't remember a more stressful two weeks. She would be glad it was over, regardless of who it was. The last two weeks had made Beca confront a lot of things she had been pushing away. But now she's glad she's had to face them and she was finally feeling a lot more comfortable in her own skin.

*knock knock*

Beca's head snaps to the door, she wasn't expecting anyone tonight. She turns down her music and heads to the door. She looks through the peephole, her stomach drops a little. She opens the door, "Hi Sami." She frowns a little, as she looks at him.
Sami was standing at her door holding a big bunch of pink roses wrapped in purple cellophane. He smiles at her charmingly, the way he always does.
"Evening, lovely lady. These are for you." He says, handing her the flowers.
"Oh.. um.. thanks, I guess." She mutters, "What are they for?"
"I have a confession to make." He grins nervously, "I've been the one sending you the Valentine's."

The comment surprises Beca. While for at least two days she suspected Sami, but that train of thought left the station a few presents ago.
"Really?" She asks, deciding to see where this was going.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for being so secretive and all. But I just didn't think you would go out with me." He explains, confidently.
"I see, and the flowers are today's silly valentine?" Beca asks, pointing to flowers.
"I.. I mean, yeah, they're today's one." He falters for a moment.
Beca nods, looking at the flowers, "It's weird, you switched up the colour theme you had going." She takes the card, it's a generic one from the florist.
"What do you mean?" He asks, starting to sound a little worried.
"To Beca, you and me are meant to be, love Sami." She reads, "Hmm, no random letter either."

Sami's face goes a little pale, he had forgotten the letter thing.
"Sami, I know it's not you." Beca says, softly, while she's annoyed he's lying to her, he was still her friend.
"I.. how do you know it's not me?" Sami asks, a little mad, "You said you hadn't figured it yet."
"Well, for starters, this person has a colour scheme. White, gold and a little bit of red. Every card was the same, white, with gold trimmings and a gold heart on the front." She explains, "This is a generic card that the florist gave you."
"Humph!" He grumbles, crossing his arms.
"Also, all the flowers that I was sent had the meaning of love behind them. It's very interesting actually, do you know what pink roses mean?" Beca asks, looking up at him.
"What?" He asks, grumpily.
"Gratitude." She answers, having been quite interested in the meanings since she learnt about the violets.

Sami frowns at Beca, he didn't think he'd be caught out so quickly.
"Not to mention, I already received today's valentine. And I'm 100% sure it couldn't have been you." Beca gives him a sympathetic smile.
"What makes you say that?" Sami continues to frown, trying to save his butt.
Beca hands back the flowers and walks back into her apartment. She picks up a white box off her counter. She walks back to the door.
"It was a picture of Beyoncé." Beca pulls out a framed picture out of the box.
Sami looks a little startled by the odd gift.
Beca continues by pulling out the card, having not pinned it to the board yet.
"This is the card." She shows him the white card, "It reads, To Beca, Rose are red. My eyes are blue. I don't want to be a single lady this Valentine's Day, So won't you be my boo? Signed M."

Sami looks a little red faced as he's really been found out, he didn't want to lie to Beca, but he thought it was the best way to finally get her attention.
"Call me crazy, Sami. But I'm not sure you're a blue eyed single lady." Beca laughs a little, putting the stuff back in the box,
An awkward silence falls between them, Beca didn't want to ruin their friendship but what he's doing just wasn't acceptable.
"So, explain to me what this is about?" Beca asks, calmly.
Sami glares at her, "You know I like you, Beca."
"I know, and you know I've never been interested." Beca says, softly, "Come on, Sami. You and I have been friends since I came out here."
"I know and I thought we'd have a chance when you broke up with Jesse." He admits, trying to not sound mad.
Beca furrows her brows, "Dude, do you even know why we broke up?"
"Because it wasn't working, you told me." He folds his arms exasperatedly.
"And do you know why it was working?" Beca puts her hands on her hips.
"Why?" He growls, annoyed.
"Because I'm gay!" She shouts, surprising herself with how loud it came out.

It was really the first time Beca said it out loud, she had been questioning her sexuality for a long time while she was with Jesse and they would fight about it all the time. She broke up with him because she needed to figure out her own feelings. It was the main reason she hadn't dated in such a long time. With everything that had been happening the last two weeks, Beca finally admitted it to herself. It wasn't some crazy feeling, she was gay and that was that.
Sami stood rooted to the ground, beyond shocked at Beca's statement. That certainly wasn't the reason he was expecting.
"Are you sure?" Sami asks, thinking he could change her mind, "Maybe you just haven't met the right guy yet."
"I'm sure, Sami." She says, with a serious face. She did not need an argument on her sexuality by a jilted guy.
He huffs at her, he wasn't really mad at her, but he didn't want to be mad at himself for being an idiot and a bit of a creep. So he just walks away.
"See you round, Beca." He grumbles, as he walks down the hall.

Beca closes the door and locks and bolts it behind her. While she trusts Sami, it's still LA, she couldn't be too careful. She goes back to cooking her dinner, feeling a little conflicted. She was sad that she and Sami had a fight, he had been a good friend to her, despite the fact that he really liked her. But it was good the weird thing between them was finally over. Beca couldn't be happier to move on with her life. Whether it be with this anonymous woman or someone else. Beca knew life was going to be alright.

February 14th, 2017

6.00am

Beca sits on her kitchen counter, eating a bowl of cereal. She stares at the cork board, with all the beautiful cards still pinned to it. Her brain seems to be working overtime as she tries to pair letters off into words. Beca frowns as she can't seem to find a name of someone in her life. Maybe she was over thinking it, maybe it was a phrase or a location. So many possibilities were still hanging over her.

She continues to eat, as she looks over at the gifts she was given. Some were silly, some were delicious and some were really sweet. Thought of who this woman could be made Beca's stomach fill with butterflies. Would she be happy with who is turns out to be? Her thoughts stray to Chloe, she honestly thought that if she ever ended up with a woman, it would have been her. It's not like that she currently had feelings for Chloe, it was the fact they had a marriage pact. Her lips purse as she thinks, she mostly sure that it wasn't her, because none of the clues pointed to Chloe. Beca sighs, she had been doing that a lot lately. Her eyes move back to the board, she had to be missing something. Her eyes glaze over a series of letters, three of them spelling out a familiar acronym that made her laugh. Something she hadn't thought about for a while. She puts that old memory aside as she keeps looking, hoping she would finally see what she was missing.

*knock knock*

The knocking was loud and continuous. Beca looks over at the door, she begins to get up when the door opens.
'Speak of the devil.' Beca thinks, as Chloe bursts in.
"Beca! Why didn't you answer the door?" She asks, in a rush.
"I mean, it takes longer than 10 second for me to get to the door, Chloe." Beca says, as she takes a spoonful of cereal, "Why are you so energised this early morning?"
"Well, I came to wish you luck this morning for whatever you get today." She says, excitedly, "But when I got here, I found this taped to your door."
She holds up a small white envelope, marked Beca.
Beca blinks at her, thinking, "Chloe… it isn't you, is it?"
Chloe looks shocked at the questions, "What? No! I think we've established it's not me."

Beca frowns, she had received three valentines literally right after Chloe had arrived in her apartment.
"Why would you ask that?" Chloe sits by Beca, still a lot shocked.
"I don't know. I mean, there's always been something between us and then we have that marriage pact." Beca shakes her head, knowing she's being ridiculous, "Maybe, I'm just nervous."
"Beca.. I understand." Chloe smiles, softly, "I love you, so much. And yeah, maybe one day something will happen between us. But it's not the right time for that."
"I know, I think I'm just scared of who it could be." Beca says, admitting her fears.

Chloe hands Beca the envelope. Beca's hand shakes a little as she takes it. She holds it, not wanting to open it yet. Suddenly, every nervous feeling she had felt the past two weeks floods back to her tenfold.
"I can't do it. Not yet." Beca sets it down on the counter.
She hops off the counter and walks away from it.
"Really Beca?!" Chloe yells, exasperatedly.
They had come this far, they were so close to an answer. Chloe was so invested in this and she needed an outcome.
"Just.. Let's get Lena over here first." Beca says, nervously.
Chloe sighs reluctantly, but pulls out her phone to call Lena.

Chloe explains the situation to Lena, who was so excited, she was screaming down the phone.
"Ok, Lena is on her way." Chloe says, over the shouting.
"Good! That's good!" Beca starts pacing, eyeing the envelope cautiously.
"Ok Lena, just hurry." Chloe mutters, as she hangs up.
Chloe turns to watch Beca pace, she had never seen her so nervous. But she thought that she'd be the same if she was in her situation.
'I suppose, I'll just have to wait.' Chloe thinks, resting her head in her hand.

Fifteen minutes later, Lena almost knocks down the door. She couldn't be more excited and it wasn't even happening to her.
"I'M HERE!" She shouts, slamming the door behind her.
Beca looks up from her pacing, she looks like she may throw up. Chloe looks up as well, having replaced Beca's spot on the counter. She decided if she had to wait, she might as well have some cereal too.
"Hey Lena." Chloe says, casually, turning back to her cereal, as Beca goes back to pacing.
Lena, breathing heavily, looks at her two friends, "Tell me she haven't opened it yet?"
"Nope." Chloe says, with her mouth full, "I've just been watching her pace for the past twenty minutes."

Lena shakes her head, "Come on Beca, just open the card."
"But like, what if it turns out to be bad?" Beca stresses, tugging at her hair.
"You won't know till you open it." Chloe says, finishing her cereal.
Beca just stares at the envelope, "I don't wanna." She cries, looking at her friends.
"I swear to god, Rebecca Mitchell, if you don't open this damn thing, I'll livestream you pacing in your kitchen to the office. And they will all know, that the tough Beca Mitchell is just a big ol' chicken, that's too afraid to open a little envelope!" Lena threatens, knowing this will for sure get Beca mad enough to open it.
"You wouldn't!" Beca gasps, at the thought of a ruined reputation.
"Try me, bitch!" Lena says, holding a steady look of intimidation, she had waited long enough and she needed the answer.
Beca holds her own stare, but she knew Lena would do it if she didn't open it.
"Fine!" She yells, throwing her hands in the air, "Fine! I'll open it! And if it turns out to be a mass murderer or Aubrey playing a stupid joke on me, then it's on you!"

She goes and snatches up the envelope, as Chloe gives Lena a sneaky high five.
"Nice job." Chloe mutters.
"It's a gift." She shrugs, smugly.
Beca opens the envelope, and pulls out the card. This one is white, with red trimming and a red heart in the middle. Beca looks at it surprised, 'Well, it is the finally one I suppose.'
Beca's hands shake as she opens the card, her heart is thumping so hard, she was sure she was going to have a heart attack. She opens the card and finds a simple message. She reads the message and her reaction was immediate. Her eyes widen in shock, she couldn't believe what she was reading. She lets out a shout and throws the card like it had given her an electric shock. Lena and Chloe look beyond confused.
"Are you alright?" Chloe asks, concerned, "What does it say?"
"No.. No, no, no… it couldn't be, it couldn't be her!" Beca grabs her head, trying to process the information.
"Beca who is it?" Lena asks, seemingly getting more concerned the longer this went on.
"Why? Why is she still playing games with me?" Beca babbles, starting to pace once more.

Chloe goes and picks up the card. She notes the colour was different, she opens it up and reads it aloud.
"To Beca, You are physically flawless, but that doesn't mean I don't like you. Rearrange the letters to source the name you know. To find out more, bring your feisty self to the roof of our building at 8pm, signed K." Chloe reads, covering her mouth in shock, "Oh my god!"
It was like everything suddenly all made sense, the familiar perfume, the funny awkward flirting and making the whole thing a game. How did she not see it before?
"What is going on? Who is it?" Lena demands, having no idea why her friends were freaking out.
Chloe's eyes scan the cork board, "DSM" she mutters.
"I saw that acronym this morning and I laughed!" Beca yells, at the board, "I laughed Chloe!"
"What is going on?" Lena yells, getting really worried.
Chloe starts rearranging the letters on the board, adding the new one. It didn't tell her anything she hadn't already just figured out, it simply confirmed it.
"Kommissar of DSM." She stares at the board.


Author's Notes: XD ok, ok, ok, I know you guys guessed it, but I knew you would. Keep reading to see how Beca handles it and how their first meeting goes.