Just some writing…I do not own anything from Pitch Perfect or Rizzoli & Isles. Pretty long chapter. Sorry.

"7 Beale, we each have 7"

"Well ok then, I'll go grab drinks you think about your next question, it's your turn."

Chloe stood at the kitchen island with a million thoughts running through her head. She was amazed that Beca had opened up so much, was it the alcohol or was she ready to share more and this was giving her the opportunity? She had 7 questions left…could she find way to tell her how she was feeling or should she wait like her cousin had said? She realized she had a really nice buzz going but was supposed to be making more drinks. She wasn't drunk but she knew she was pretty darn close, she should have eaten more, as she started to pour the beverages, she smirked as she put a tiny bit of vodka in hers and well, made sure that Beca had a good shot & a half worth. Perhaps this would ease the tension. Still thinking about her questions, she grabbed the drinks and headed back to the living room.

While Chloe had been making the drinks, Beca had been sitting on the couch with her own mental struggles. She had never had this kind of talk with a friend before; she had never had really good friends like this until she joined the Bellas. But this was Chloe; it was always easier for her to talk to Chloe. She was actually feeling more relaxed about all this sex talk even though it was really hard and embarrassing for her. She was spinning her thumb ring when Chloe walked back into the room.

"Did ya miss me?" Chloe asked as she handed Beca her cup.

"Of course Red, you've been keeping me warm" Beca joked in response.

"Well then, you're up if you still want to play"

Chloe took a small sip of her drink as she smiled from behind her yellow cup at the tiny brunette. She looked up to see Beca staring back with that smirk that made her heart melt.

"Yea, I think I've got my questions figured out. So…never have I had sex in a car" Beca held still, there was no need for her to drink. Looking at her friend, she raised her eyebrows waiting to see if she was going to take a sip.

"Moving or parked and did you mean oral of just actual sex?" the red head asked without hesitation.

Taken aback, Beca's eyes grew wide…"ummm…either I guess? And this is why there are traffic rules Beale, what were you thinking? And yes, I'm using my elaborate before you even answer the question. I'm taking it as either or both are a yes so you might as well drink up."

"Tone down the dramatics Bec. If you must know, yes, I have done both' she said taking a drink. "My boyfriend in high school and I had sex in my dad's Corvette. Don't freak out, it was parked…it's not a car that is conducive for sex in case you were thinking about trying it."

"Good to know…"

"And as far as in a moving vehicle, I wasn't driving and I was just giving road head so it's not like it's all that dangerous. He was a safe driver, I was just slightly distractive." She took a huge gulp of her (mostly) cranberry juice, "and that's how you swallow." She winked at Beca.

"Uh, Gross! Good lord Beale, you'll be the death of me, or any other innocent bystander who happens to be on the road while you are in a car."

"Hardy har har. My turn, never have I…" she thought for a moment, what way was she going to play this. Beca had seemed ok, she only had 7 questions left, she had a thought…play it easy on this one. "Never have I had a crush on a good friend." Beca raised her eye brows and took a small sip as she watched Chloe do the same. They sat in a quick moment of silence before Beca spoke up, "Never have I had a crush on someone I shouldn't". Again, both drank. The dynamics had changed slightly but neither changed their fascial expressions. "Never have I had a crush on someone I thought was out of my league" Chloe stated calmly. Beca took a huge sip thinking 'dear Lord, you are WAY out of my league.'

In her head, "5 left Beale, turn it up a notch", "never have I liked it best on top."

Beca damn near spit out her drink, from a g rated question to this? Shit. She didn't move to take a sip while Chloe did. She eyed Chloe, wondering if she should ask her to elaborate, she was trying to learn more but before she could say anything Chloe did, "elaborate".

"What? But I didn't drink? What is there to elaborate on?"

"Well, I always pictured you as a 'top' kinda girl, I find it hard to believe you're a 'bottom' I mean, I have my moments of liking it different ways, but mostly I'm like the song Laid by James."

Beca started to giggle, her buzz was on, "So 'the neighbors complain about the noises above'" she said laughing.

"YuP" she gleamed with an extra pop on the P. "And you know, 'she only comes when she's on top'"

Beca's laughter immediately stopped. She had hit panic mode. This was uncharted territory in more ways than one. She didn't know what direction to try to spin this in. Divert she thought; try to get her off topic. "Wow Beale, you really are full of interesting info tonight, ok, my turn…"

"Not so fast Bec, you didn't answer my question…you really aren't a top? I find that hard to believe, you don't like to be in control of situations. Chloe kept her thoughts to herself knowing that she loved being in control and riding a partner but there were moments when she had enough and just wanted to relax and let them do all the work, and then there were the moments where she wanted to be on her knees, hair being pulled, taking it hard and fast and getting fucked senseless. She felt herself blush as a rush went through her core, she did not want to scare Beca even more than she was right now. She shifted on the couch and put her legs on Beca's lap almost trapping her where she sat. Smiling she asked, "Bec, it's just me…you don't always have to be in charge, I know that, I'm not judging your preference, I just wondered. You don't have to answer"

Beca put her hand on Chloes fuzzy pant legs and started drawing circles, watching the slight change in color of the material as she did.

"Chlo, I guess I just don't have much to say, I mean, you know I've only been with Jesse and well…I just kinda went with whatever position he wanted. He told me once that I was very 'vanilla' so I mean sure, I like being on top but I don't mind just lying there on the bottom whatever helped him finish was fine with me"

Chloe seemed slightly concerned, "but what about what helped you? A girl has needs to; you gotta do what helps hit your spot."

Beca just shrugged and continued to stare at Chloe's pj's.

Chloe was thinking long and hard about this…she wanted to pry but she could see that it was going to be difficult, she had her next question ready but it wasn't her turn. She smiled, "no worries Becs, I get it. It's your turn"

She needed another drink. She was drunk, she figured Chloe was too but she knew there were supposed to be 5 questions left and she was gonna get out of most of them. She gently pushed Chloe's legs down, grabbed her half full cup and said, "One last drink, I think we say two more questions each since we are nearly out of mixers. That ok with you Chlo?"

"Sure thing." Shit…two questions, she had about 3 minutes to come up with a plan while the drinks were being made. Should she ask her if she likes a Bella, something more about sex to get her talking, something innocent or BAM it her with something tough? This had been a very insightful evening, she had come to realize the strong, bitter, badass was very uncertain, insecure, & vulnerable when in uncharted territory.

Beca was in the kitchen, she had so many things she had never imagined coming out of her mouth. Part of her was glad she was able to open up to her BFF, part of her wished she had gone to Chloe long ago to talk about things that made her uncomfortable, and the last part hoped that she hadn't just totally screwed up her friendship by sounding so pathetic and lost. She was sure neither of them needed another drink but they had two more questions. She tossed a shot worth of vodka in each cup, added the last of the cran and headed out. As she reached the doorway to the living room she could see Chloe sitting on the couch, head leaning back on the pillows, she looked like she may be asleep. God, she was perfect, her hair, her smile, her dimples, those eyes when she glanced at Beca, how could anyone look that cute right before bed especially when she was drunk? Walking closer in almost a whisper she said, "hey Chlo, are you still awake or do I have to carry you up to bed?"

"Are you trying to take me to bed there Mitchell?" Chloe said with her eyes still closed.

A flustered Beca tried to reply, "Ummm…not like that I just thought if you were that tired and if I was waking you up that I could make sure you made it upstairs in one piece. I didn't mean it like THAT."

Turning her head slightly & opening one eye to glance at her best friend, "It was a joke Mitchell, you are so easy to fluster. Do you wanna sit back down with me or have I scared you off?"

Beca took a few steps closer to the couch and handed Chloe her drink, "well, I sure as hell didn't make these drinks to have them go to waste. Scoot over Red, I'd like to be comfy for my last two questions, although not too comfy…I'm so beat" she said with t a huge yawn.

C'mere my little DJ, two more questions each and you can go to bed…I promise.

"Is it my turn?" Beca asked honestly, she was having trouble concentrating on anything but the gorgeous redhead.

"It's up to you Bec. You can go first if you have something in mind, if not I can. Either way works for me." The redhead smiled, her mind was still racing trying to come up with two questions. All she knew was she would go one easy, one that would hopefully give her more info about her tiny little DJ.

"I made the drinks…why don't you go."

"Okay…ummm…." Chloe threw Beca a playful smile before she took a drink

Beca gulped realizing that she hadn't even asked the question yet.

The redhead stated with a smile, "Never have I used handcuffs"

"Shit" Beca muttered under her breath knowing that Chloe would hear her. She decided the best way to play this was go all in. She smirked before saying, "do you mean in them or on someone else?"

"Elaborate"

"Geez Beale, there is no way you have any of those left."

"I do, I saved two just in case" Chloe knew that was a total lie but was hoping that Beca wouldn't call her on her bluff.

"Jesus Christ, only you would strategically play this game. So not only did you intend on getting me drunk but you want to know all the dirty details of the most embarrassing questions." Beca took a drink, "luckily for you this is only really embarrassing for Jesse. So he asked me to use cuffs, I grabbed them from the bedside table. We did our thing then he asked me to get the key to let him out. Well I opened the drawer and couldn't find the key. That's when he told me the key was in the table on the other side. I checked there and found another pair of cuffs with a key. Come to find out I had grabbed Benjie's "trick" cuffs. I started looking for a latch or something to open them as I hid my laughter. All I could think of was I was gonna have to call him and explain what happened and have him tell me how to get Jess out. Thankfully Benjie kept the box so I was able to use the instructions to open them. Needless to say, I decided that I was not using cuffs in a room that had multiple pairs."

Chloe was laughing by now, full belly laughing.

"Oh shut the hell up." Beca said as she joined in laughing and smacked the red head's legs. God she loved to see Chloe laugh. "You know Red, it's a good thing you're cute or I'da quit this game long ago."

"You know you love me" Chloe said still trying to stifle her giggle "It's your turn DJ, whatcha got?"

Beca had no idea, she was drunk, she was tired, she was comfy being cuddled up with Chloe on the couch just the two of them, she couldn't believe she wasn't more embarrassed about the night. She had talked about things she never thought she would be comfortable talking about. She had asked Chloe things she never would have had the guts to ask sober. She had learned a lot about her best friend. It didn't hurt that she had also learned a lot about things she never would have asked anyone. As she sat still thinking Chloe noticed the change in her face.

"You ok DJ? Trying to come up with the perfect question? Trying to embarrass me? Trying to learn a little?" She winked at her friend.

"Ummm, I hadn't planned on learning anything tonight Beale, but I'll admit this game had been…well, rather informative." Beca answered sincerely.

Chloe could tell she wasn't just being sarcastic. "Well, I'm glad I could be of some help. You know you can ask me anything you want whenever you have a question. I'm more than happy to help you with anything, you know that."

"I know Beale, it's just not easy for me to open up to people, let alone ask questions about things like…well, that I don't have much experience in."

Beca sighed. She thought about it, if there was ever a time she was going to ask something utterly embarrassing that she would never have asked ANYONE it would be now. She stared into her drink & swirled it around. "Hey Beale, can I just ask one more question then we can go to bed? I have to go to work in…" She glanced down at her phone, "15 hours"

Chloe knew this was hard for Beca…

"Sure Bec. One question then we can go to bed. You know, we are the only ones in the house if you wanna crash in my room you can. I mean, my bed is WAY bigger and more comfy. I'll even promise not to cuddle with you."

"Beale, you are like a koala when you sleep. But sure, I'll crash in your room, that way I don't have to go up all those steps." She gave a timid smile.

"What's the question Bec?" Chloe asked, bright eyes meeting Becas.

"Umm…wow…here goes nothing…never have I ever had an orgasm."