A/N: Hi! First of all, mind the rating change. Second, this is not a threat, I will not stop writing, but seriously guys, it's kinda sad when I post something and I get 3 reviews (and one is from ACamp-toner who I make review). So I don't know, do you guys not like this?

"Okay, say it again." Chloe looked pointedly at Stacie.

Stacie rolled her eyes. "No flirting or dancing with strangers, no suggestive comments, dress hot but not slutty."

"What else?" Chloe arched her eyebrows.

"Chloe, we've been over this already. I'm not stupid!" Stacie threw her arms up and leaned back on the couch.

"Do you want her back?" Stacie nodded. "Okay, then say it one more time."

Stacie growled. "No asking about Tom or anyone else she might have dated or slept with; no talking about people I've slept with; if I'm alone with her, no talking about our relationship, stick to work, family, or current events."

Chloe grinned. "I think you're ready."

Stacie rolled her eyes. "Finally."

She'd been at Chloe and Beca's apartment for over an hour going over the dos and don'ts for their night out the next day. Beca had excused herself halfway through saying she had some last minute things to prepare, but Stacie suspected she was sleeping.

"Remember, Beca goes on at midnight so be there before that."

Stacie got up and grabbed her purse with a sigh. "Yes, Chlo." She hugged her tightly. "I really do appreciate everything you're doing."

Chloe patted her back. "I know."

As soon as she got home, Stacie went to her closet to decide what she was going to wear. She pulled out a couple of outfits and laid them out on the bed.

She looked at them and tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hot but not slutty…"

She grinned and grabbed one of the outfits, hanging it behind the door and putting the rest back in her closet. She couldn't wait to see Aubrey's face when she showed up wearing that.

Chloe finished signing the playbill from the last person at the stage door and put her sharpie in her purse. She pulled out her phone and dialed Aubrey while she started walking to the subway. Aubrey picked up after a couple of rings. "Hey, I'm just leaving the theatre, I'll be there in like half an hour to pick you up."

Aubrey bit her lip nervously. "I can't go."

"What do you mean you can't go? You have to, you've never heard Beca play."

Aubrey paced in her apartment. "I don't have nightclub clothes! I have work clothes and casual clothes but I haven't been clubbing since college."

Chloe rolled her eyes and picked up her pace. "We'll figure something out when I get there, do your hair and makeup in the meantime."

She hung up before Aubrey could make another excuse and ran to the subway station. They didn't have that much time before they had to be at the club and she hadn't contemplated an Aubrey crisis.

Aubrey went to her room and looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't know where to start, her brain had gone into panic mode. She knew she was going to see Stacie tonight, and she didn't have an excuse to ignore her feelings for her anymore.

She had barely interacted with Stacie the last time she saw her, but Tom had been the reason for that. There was no one to hide behind tonight and that made Aubrey nervous. Stacie had made it clear she didn't want to be her friend, but did she still want to be something else? And if she did, was she ready to consider getting back with her?

Aubrey went into the bathroom and started doing her makeup. She lifted her eyeliner and watched it shake in her hand. She frowned and put it down. She was considering trying picking it up again when her doorbell rang. She ran to the door and pulled Chloe inside. "I can't do this, Chlo."

Chloe walked straight into her room and opened her closet. "You can. I'll find something for you to wear and then we'll go."

"There's nothing! I looked." Aubrey flopped face down on her bed.

Chloe arched an eyebrow at her. "Is this really about your outfit, or is it about seeing Stacie?"

"I don't know who this Stacie person you speak of is."

Chloe pulled out a black skirt and a suit jacket and moved to her underwear drawer. "Oh, maybe I should introduce you guys, then. You might hit it off, fall in love, and stop being a huge idiot."

Aubrey sat up and frowned. "I'm not a huge idiot."

Chloe pulled out a black bra and matching underwear and walked back to the bed, holding it out for Aubrey to take. "You are. Now put these on."

Aubrey grabbed the offered garments and walked into the bathroom. She left the door ajar so she could keep talking to Chloe. "I don't think not wanting to get hurt makes me a huge idiot."

Chloe went back to the closet and looked for a matching pair of shoes. "Do you love her?"

"What?" Aubrey came out of the bathroom in her underwear and put on the skirt.

"Do you still love her?"

Aubrey bit her lip and looked around for the rest of her outfit. "I… Where's the rest of what I'm wearing?"

"That jacket." Chloe grabbed it and put it on her, pulling it closed on the bottom but not buttoning it. The jacket was long and the skirt was short so they both stopped at midthigh.

Aubrey looked down. "You can see my bra."

"Yes, you look hot." She gave Aubrey the shoes. "I'm going to take your avoidance as a yes."

Aubrey sighed. "It's more complicated than that, Chlo."

"Yup, huge idiots." She looked at Aubrey's outfit and smiled. "Go finish your makeup so we can go."

By the time Aubrey and Chloe got to the club, it was already packed. Beca didn't play that much anymore, she was mostly focused on producing, so when she did, people showed up. The bouncer let them in immediately and one of the club reps ushered them to the VIP area where their table, and Stacie, were waiting. "You're just in time, she's going on in a couple of minutes. What took you so long?"

"It was my fault, sorry." Stacie looked over Chloe's shoulder when she heard Aubrey's voice and froze. She could feel her entire body reacting to her and she closed her fists tight to avoid reaching out. She looked incredibly hot.

Chloe hugged her. "You're drooling." Stacie closed her mouth and gave her a sheepish smile.

Stacie was disappointed to see that Aubrey had already taken a seat on the other side of the table and was talking to one of the waiters. Stacie sat back and contemplated getting another drink but she didn't think it was a good idea. She needed to stay in control, she didn't want to risk doing or saying something she might regret.

Aubrey was having her own issues with Stacie. She looked stunning. She was wearing a tighter than tight red skirt that reached the top of her thighs, and a matching halter top with a deep cleavage. The top was loose under her breasts and flared out over the skirt. Her perfectly straightened hair flowed over her shoulders. One strand ended on her collarbone, and all Aubrey could think about was tracing the path it was pointing to down Stacie's cleavage.

Suddenly, all the lights in the club turned off. Aubrey jumped and grabbed Chloe's hand. Chloe gave it a reassuring squeeze. The darkness only lasted a couple of seconds, and different colored laser lights started shooting out from different directions in time with the first song in Beca's set. Chloe and Stacie had seen this a bunch of times, but it was Aubrey's first time so she looked up with childlike excitement. When Beca changed to her next song, the lights went back to normal.

Aubrey smiled widely. "That was cool."

Chloe pointed at Stacie with her head. "Stacie helped with the lasers."

Aubrey turned to Stacie. "You did?"

Stacie shrugged. "Beca wanted a cool intro, I just helped her program the timing with the song."

Aubrey grabbed her drink and moved to Stacie's side of the table so she could hear her better over the music. She tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach when she sat down and her arm accidentally brushed Stacie's. "How does it work?"

Stacie started explaining it to Aubrey. She missed this. She didn't have to dumb things down for her, and Aubrey didn't hesitate to ask her to explain something when she didn't understand.

Stacie leaned down to point out the different places where Beca had placed the lasers and the mirrors and Aubrey's breath hitched in her throat. She didn't think Stacie had noticed, but their shoulders were touching. Aubrey could feel her heart hammering inside her chest and she was afraid Stacie would hear it.

When Stacie finished showing her where everything was placed, she moved back to her previous spot and gave her a small smile. "Yeah, so it's pretty simple really."

Chloe frowned. "I need another drink to get the boring science talk out of my head, I'll be right back."

Aubrey rolled her eyes and smiled at Stacie, leaning her elbows on the table and taking a drink from her straw. "I think it's really cool."

Beca changed to a different song and Stacie grinned. "I love this song." She bit her lip and looked at Aubrey.

Aubrey could tell Stacie was debating telling her something. "What?"

"Do you want to dance?"

Aubrey knew it was probably not a good idea but she had always found it very difficult to say no to Stacie. "Sure."

Stacie smiled and got up, holding her hand out for Aubrey to take and leading her to the dancefloor. She stopped when they got there and started dancing without letting go of Aubrey's hand. There was a lot of space between them, they only part of their bodies touching was their hands, but it still made Aubrey feel dizzy.

Stacie was struggling to keep her distance from Aubrey. She hadn't really planned on asking her to dance until that song came on. She was usually very handsy when she danced, but she didn't want to do anything Aubrey wasn't okay with.

Aubrey turned around and moved their clasped hands to her front, placing Stacie's hand on her stomach, inside her jacket. Stacie sucked in a breath and moved closer. Her other hand moved up to Aubrey's waist. She moved the hand on her stomach to the side, her fingers dancing over Aubrey's abs as the blonde pressed her body closer to Stacie's.

After a while, Aubrey turned around, her hands moving up to Stacie's shoulders. She kept some distance between their bodies but she ran her thumb over Stacie's collarbone. Stacie's thumb started moving in circles over her ribs, making her skin tingle. She loved the feeling of Stacie beneath her fingers, the feeling of her hand against her skin. She looked down at her mouth. She wanted to feel her lips against her own, on her neck, her chest, everywhere.

She licked her lips. It would have been really easy to move closer and take Stacie's lower lip between her lips. Her thumb moved unconsciously from Stacie's collarbone, up to her throat and her jaw. Stacie's lips parted slightly in anticipation and the hand on her waist tightened almost imperceptibly. Aubrey knew Stacie wanted this, she had seen that look in her eyes before. That look that made her melt and want to forget everything.

But she couldn't forget everything. Aubrey moved her hand back to her shoulder and took a step back. Stacie's brow furrowed for a fraction of a second, almost too quick to notice. She moved her hand out from under Aubrey's jacket and took a step back, catching Aubrey's hand when it fell from her shoulder and kept dancing. Aubrey smiled at her, thankful that she had understood she wasn't ready for this yet, that Stacie hadn't pushed, but she could still feel her skin tingling from where Stacie's hand had been.

They went back to the table when Beca finished her set. When Chloe saw them approaching, she raised her eyebrows at Aubrey who just shook her head. Aubrey stayed on Stacie's side of the table for the rest of the night since Beca had taken the seat next to Chloe.

It felt just like when they were together, hanging out with Chloe and Beca. Stacie looked at Aubrey and smiled sadly. It was almost like old times, except Aubrey wasn't hers anymore. She couldn't reach out and kiss her or touch her, they wouldn't be going home together.

Stacie didn't mind waiting, she didn't mind being this close, feeling the warmth radiating from her body and not being able to actually touch her. She would take anything if she knew she still had a chance, if she only had a sign that all of this waiting would end at some point. She almost thought she had her sign when they had danced before but then Aubrey pulled back. Stacie saw the moment her walls had moved back up, blocking her off, keeping her away.

Aubrey watched Stacie from the corner of her eye. She still knew her well enough to notice the tension in her body. Her hands were clutching her seat and her shoulders were set tightly. Whenever she smiled, it didn't quite reach her eyes. Aubrey wanted to touch her, tell her everything was going to be okay, but she didn't know if it was true. She needed more time, and even though she knew it wasn't fair to expect Stacie to wait, she knew she would.

Around 4 am, they left the club. Chloe and Beca were sharing a cab with Aubrey back uptown. Stacie had a shorter drive downtown so she was taking her own car. Stacie said goodbye to Beca and Chloe, who went ahead to try to find a cab. Aubrey smiled at Stacie. "I had a great time."

Stacie smiled back. "I had a great time too."

Aubrey put her hand on Stacie's forearm and gave it a little squeeze before leaning forward and placing a lingering kiss on her cheek. She heard Chloe yell her name and pulled back. "See you."

By the time Aubrey got home, she'd been up for almost 24 hours. She was too tired to look for something to wear to bed so she just stripped to her underwear and pulled on a random t-shirt. Despite her exhaustion, she couldn't sleep. She kept replaying the whole night in her head. She knew she missed Stacie, but she hadn't realized just how much until tonight. Just being able to be with her, to talk to her, had been like she'd gotten back a little piece of her that was missing. She wasn't ready to let her back in yet, to give her heart to her again, to think about love.

Stacie had behaved perfectly tonight, she hadn't pulled back but she hadn't pushed either, letting her take the lead. She'd acted like she would with anyone else while still making her feel like she wasn't just anyone else. She had almost kissed her when she said goodbye just for that. And for the way she looked. No one made Aubrey have such a strong and immediate reaction to them as Stacie. It wasn't just the outfit, her whole body reacted whenever Stacie was anywhere near. She could still feel her skin tingling where they had touched.

She thought back to when they danced. She placed her hand under her shirt, right where Stacie's hand had been. She had stopped herself before anything happened but she couldn't help but wonder what might have happened if she had kissed her. She moved her hand over her ribs softly. She let her hand continue its path up her body and brush over her nipple. She bit back a moan. She remembered the darkness in Stacie's eyes and she pinched her nipple between her thumb and index finger, her thighs pressing together. She'd seen that darkness in Stacie's eyes before, and it had always ended with Aubrey pinned under Stacie.

Her hand moved down her body, over her abs, her belly button, her lower stomach and stopped at the edge of her underwear. She traced the waistband to her hip and back to the middle. She thought about Stacie's hands, her lips, her tongue. Her fingers slipped under her underwear and reached her center. She bit her lip. She was sufficiently worked up for her fingers to slide easily around her opening and back up. She kept a steady pace, her other hand moving up to massage her breast.

She thought about kissing Stacie's neck, running her fingers up the smooth skin of her thigh. Her breath became labored, coming out in short pants. She threw her head back and moved her fingers faster. She could almost feel Stacie smirking against her neck. She let out a low moan as her hips lifted slightly off the mattress and her fingers pressed harder. She pinched her nipple and pressed her legs tight together, arching her back.