Short chapter, wrote it before Christmas and forgot to update, I have the next one planned out and will publish soon! Hope you all had an amazing Christmas!

18 weeks.

Jesse walked Beca back to her house, but in order to avoid girl talk (And Chloe's obsession with asking inappropriate questions) He left her at the door. Placing a light kiss on her lips and handing her the pram.
Beca pushed her way through the door dropping the days shopping down with her coat and walked into the living room only to be met with excruciatingly painful screams, she didn't even have time to register where the noise came from before she felt the full weight of the girl pulling her into a hug.
'I'm pretty sure this is not good for the baby.' Beca managed to say between the girls screams whilst her arms were being pinned to the girl. She laughed and finally let go.
'I'm sorry! I missed you, let me see baby!' Chloe dropped to her knees and pulled up Becas top and placed her hands on her stomach. 'Hello little one, I'm your aunty Chloe.'
'I think you'll find you're his second cousin.' Beca laughed just to be shushed by the girl and a muttering of technicalities.
'You know I have an actual scan photo now, so you can put my top down.' Chloe jumped up and practically snatched the bag from Beca's hands where she was currently looking for the photo.
'He's so perfect! Is he sucking his thumb?' Chloe squealed.
'I think so.' Beca tried to sound calm, getting excited with Chloe meant certain disaster, no amount of emotion could top that girl, but Beca couldn't pull the smile off of her face as she looked at the photo.
Beca finally was able to sit down on the sofa and Chloe sat down next to her, she pulled out a gift bag from her suitcase which was currently on the floor behind the sofa.
'This is from me, my mum and dad didn't want me to put their names on it because they don't approve.' Beca smiled gratefully at the girl and then looked down at her shoes, Beca knew not all of her family would be as accepting as her parents had thankfully been, she was hurt her aunt and uncle were not on her side, she was worried that Chloe may not be able to see her as often if her parents deemed her a fuckup. 'I have no idea why I told you that, look Bec, it's not important, they're not going to stop this baby seeing her aunt Chloe!' Beca looked back up and smiled at the girl, it was weird how Chloe always knew what Beca was thinking, she was like a more excitable, less slutty Stacie.
Beca picked up the bag and laughed as she unwrapped the presents, first was a baby name book. 'Not that you can use the girls section, but maybe for future reference.' Chloe shrugged.
'I will not be having a daughter anytime soon, I have a son already and that is more than enough for now.' Beca laughed as she stroked her stomach.
She pulled out the other package and unwrapped the loose wrapping, it was a white bunny with long legs, long arms, floppy ears and a little red bow tie. It was adorable, it was the kind of toy that every child is meant to have, you know the one, the teddy that the baby chews the ears on and the legs get dirty as the baby never puts it down, so the mum has to steal it when baby is asleep and wash it to stop the baby chewing on all of the germs it has probably picked up being dragged around the garden. It goes to babies first day of nursery, stays in its bag first day of school and eventually ends on a shelf in the bedroom when the not-so-baby anymore deems itself too old for a silly teddy, but still pulls the teddy down on the really scary days, like first day of middle school, first breakup etc. Beca no surprise didn't have a teddy like this, her mother had left her father with a few clothes for Beca and nothing else, maybe that is why she loved music so much, music was always going to be there for her. Beca felt herself welling up, for a girl who prided herself on her strong nature, a girl who never cried and the girl who didn't care, she sure was crying a lot recently. Fucking hormones.

Chloe looked slightly awkward at Beca's sudden mood change, she pulled the crying girl into her arms and let her sob for a while, she didn't ask why she was crying, knowing Chloe she probably knew already, she just let Beca cry herself out before finally pulling away. Beca wiped her tears and laughed at herself for being so silly.

Stacie had come over once she was home from her 'date'. Beca did not ask whom the date was with or what had happened on that date, she learnt the hard way that that was not a topic you want to discuss with Stacie. The girls were all sat on the kitchen floor staring into the oven waiting for the cookies to be done, normally they would just eat the dough but considering Beca was not supposed to eat raw egg the trio had to wait for them to actually bake. Jeez, who actually bakes cookies anymore?

'Are you having a baby shower?' Stacie questioned.
'No.'
'Yes.'
Beca stared at Chloe, she tried her best to give her a death glare.
'No fucking way.'
'You said not to swear in front of the baby.' Chloe pouted at Beca.
'No 'effin way then.' Beca corrected.
'Well you're not yet anyway, you don't have baby showers until at least like seven months, but yes you are Beca. You are not denying me the chance to throw a party, plus you get free stuff.'
'I swear to god Chloe, if you throw some ridiculous party I'm putting you into that oven.'
'You're going to love it.' Chloe beamed.

Beca lay in her bed staring at the ceiling, today had been such a long day, she had found out she was having a son, she had managed to get pretty much all of the essential furniture for the baby, she had openly told someone who wasn't family she was pregnant and she had even discussed having a baby shower with the girls. This was crazy.
The girls went to bed early as Chloe had planned to help Beca decorate the nursery tomorrow, Jesse and Mr Mitchell were coming over in the morning to paint whilst Chloe and Beca were going to go into town to find accessories, Jesse and Beca had most of the essentials, but Beca wanted to paint little pictures on the wall and Chloe was an amazing artist.
She looked over at the two girls who had squeezed into Beca's small double bed, laughed at how silly they must all look in such a small space and turned around and went to sleep herself.