Title: See Her On The Weekends
Rating: M
Summary: A one night stand has been bothering musician Beca Mitchell for years. She never expects to see her again, until Twitter exchanges and a VIP ticket changes her entire world. G!P Beca. (terrible summary… sorry!)

A/N: Wow! 100 Reviews. This is a first for me! Thank you guys so much. I keep forgetting to mention that the title of this fic will be a lot more relevant toward the end of this fic. After these next few chapters, this story will be time jumping a lot. Hope you're ready for another chapter. I personally love this one.


April 21, 2015
"Beca, wake up!" Beca feels someone nudging her shoulder, groaning as she was been woken up from her sleep.

"Whaaaat?" Beca draws out, sleep lacing her voice, her head aching from her very apparent hangover.

"We have an issue!" Emily says loudly, rubbing the back of her neck. She had slept on the couch after staying and babysitting her very drunk sister. She hears Beca mumble something about sleep, rolling over to bury her face in the pillow. "Seriously, wake up! Someone took a photo of us and started a rumor that we were together."

"Eww." Beca groans, rubbing her eyes as she attempts to wake up more, her head pounding.

"Give me your phone." Emily states, holding her hand out.

"What? Why?"

"I'm going to kill this rumor before any more damage can be done."

xxx

Chloe sat at the kitchen table, waiting for Beca to reply to her. She wasn't going to blow things out of proportion, she had promised herself that, but she wanted answers.

She decides to check her Facebook, growing impatient. She sees something that catches her attention.

Beca Mitchell is live.

Chloe clicks on it, peaking her interest since Beca hadn't replied to her, but could apparently go live on the web, which was a very rare occasion.

A video stream appears and Chloe feels jealousy settle in her stomach when she sees the girl from the picture appear.

"Okay, Beca's fans..." The girl starts out, flashing the phone towards Beca who covers herself with the sheets.

"Dude, I fucking look like hell," Beca hisses.

"A lot of you have probably seen the photograph of Beca and me leaving The Mix last night. We're here to talk about that now."

"I'm not talking," a still hidden Beca mutters.

Chloe's eyes narrow, her breathing shallow as she waits for the girl to talk.

"Okay. Fine, be a loser, Becs." The girl rolls her eyes. "You're all probably wondering who I am and why I'm in Beca's hotel room."

No shit, Chloe thinks.

"My name is Emily Junk. This asshole," she points the camera at Beca again, "is my stepsister."

Wait, what?

"That's right. Beca's dad married my mom and we're family. There is ABSOLUTELY nothing going on between us besides our petty sibling rivalry and our excruciatingly dull family vacations. So, please, stop with the rumors."

"Yeah!" Beca calls out, peeking from behind the sheet. "Shit's annoying!"

"Are you finally deciding to talk?" Emily turns to look at her sister. "Because I feel as though you should be, this is your Facebook for God's sake."

"Fine," Beca groans as she comes out from behind the sheet, fixing her hair. The camera fixated on the musician and Beca sighs. "Hey, guys. Sorry for looking like such a hot mess, but I'm extremely hungover and my rude sister woke me up."

Emily laughs, muttering something along the lines of "you're always a hot mess." Beca flips her off before continuing. "I know a lot of you have been speculating on my life these past 24 hours. Trust me, I know how it looks. But I'm ready to talk about it."

The camera goes shaky as Emily hands it to Beca who is now taking up the entire screen.

"For starters, yes, Beckett is my son. And he is the purest, most wonderful thing in the world. I don't know what I'd do without him. A lot of my life has changed in the past few days, and it's scary, but it's all worth it. Emily already dismissed the rumor started last night about us. We're family, and she's been a great help getting my head out of my ass. As for Chloe, we're good friends."

Chloe's heart twists when Beca said the word 'friends'. She knew that she caused Beca to feel this way about them, especially because she couldn't get past her insecurities to make Beca stay.

"We both have joint custody of Beckett, and I'm still really excited to be able to spend time with her and our son. She's a saint, guys, really. None of this would be possible without her. So, now that we've gone over all of the speculation, all you need to know is that I'm happy where I am. No more need for rumors."

"Anything else?" Emily's voice can be heard from off screen.

"Oh! Yeah, if you're in San Francisco, I will be playing a show at the Fillmore on the 25th! Stacie will be posting details whenever she's not MIA." Beca chuckles. "Thank you guys for sticking with me, and I'll see you later."

The screen goes dark and immediately, Chloe's phone vibrates. The drop down notification pops up and her heart flutters.

Beca (07:32): If you still want to talk, let me know and I'll head over ASAP…

xxx

Stacie's eye shoots open when she feels someone lightly shaking her shoulder. The sunlight is blaring through the window, causing her to squint as she attempts to wake up. As she takes in her surroundings, she starts to panic. She's definitely not in the hotel room.

"What?" Stacie groggily mumbles, looking over her shoulder to see Aubrey sitting cross legged on the bed next to her. "Did we?"

"No." Aubrey shakes her hand, chuckling. "We just got really drunk. Like our 'one glass of wine' turned into two bottles. But there's something you need to see, so I figured I'd wake you."

Aubrey shows Stacie her phone which is on Beca's Facebook page. Aubrey clicks on the video that had been live streaming 30 minutes earlier and turns up the volume.

After finishing the video, Stacie groans, feeling extremely guilty for leaving her best friend to her own devices. Sure, Beca was a grown ass adult, but with how hidden she kept her personal life from the public while they were in LA, Stacie was always there to get her from point A to B without speculation, paparazzi, and press rumors.

"Shit. I feel like such a bad friend and manager." Stacie rubs her eyes with her palms.

"Stacie, Beca's a grown adult, she can make her own decisions."

"I know, but she probably needed me, last night…" Stacie bites her lip, grabbing her phone. "I need to make sure Beca's okay. And we should also probably make sure Chloe's okay after seeing that."

"No need, I just got a text from Chloe. Beca's on her way over there, now. Let's just hope they can both get their heads out of their asses and see that they're made for each other."

xxx

Beca's hands are shaking as she wraps her knuckles into a fist, softly knocking on Chloe's front door. The anxiety and butterflies had settled in her stomach and she was unsure of how this talk was going to play out.

She sees movement inside the house, hearing the deadbolt unlock and the door swung open, revealing a very tired looking Chloe. Chloe presses her lips in a small smile as she quietly opens the door.

"Hey, Beckett's still sleeping." Chloe says just above a whisper. "Can we have this talk on the patio?"

Beca nods, her eyes lingering on Chloe's ocean blues, trying to search them for any sign of what the outcome might be. Chloe leads Beca through the kitchen and out onto the back patio, pulling a chair out for Beca to sit in. Beca smiles sweetly, taking a seat, exhaling softly as Chloe sits down next to her.

The two spend a few minutes in silence, stealing glances at each other.

"I'm sorry about last night," Beca finally breaks the silence.

"No, Beca. I'm sorry. I wanted you to stay." Chloe admits.

"You did?" Beca looks at Chloe from the corner of her eye, her demeanor softening.

"Yes, Beca. Look, I froze, I got scared. But I'm done running and hiding from my feelings. I'm done being insecure and constantly wondering if the 'what if's are going to change my mind. Nothing is going to change my mind."

Beca furrows her brow, confused. She wasn't exactly sure what point Chloe was trying to get across. "Change your mind about what?"

Chloe inhales sharply, preparing herself for what she was about to do. Without further hesitation, Chloe leans over and connects her lips with Beca, sparks of electricity surging through her body. Beca's taken off guard at the confidence that had taken over the blonde, but she definitely wasn't complaining. Chloe's hand finds its spot on Beca's cheek, fingers caressing her jawline.

Chloe pulls away, almost breathless after the kiss that she seemed to pour all of her emotion into.

"Now you know, too."

The morning breeze swept through Chloe's backyard, the pair sitting in silence as they try to process their thoughts. Both of their minds were running wild, the kiss leaving both of them speechless. It wasn't like their kiss last night, this one was different. It was full of unspoken words, emotion, and a spark that lit a fire inside of them.

"I don't want to rush things," Beca whispers. "But I've dreamt of this moment for almost four years."

"We don't have to rush anything, Beca." Chloe replies understandingly.

"What does this mean in terms of us?"

"It means that we try, that we try to be what the other needs." Chloe reaches over and rests her hand on Beca's shoulder.

"So, we're giving this a shot? Like a real shot?" Beca doesn't know why she's suddenly growing anxious, but her voice is definitely showing it.

"If that's what you want." Chloe smiles. "I know it's what I want."

Beca looks over at Chloe, the wind blowing through her hair and she's breathless. The blonde in her hair was slowly fading back to red and Beca can't help but admire her. She wonders if she should pinch herself to make sure she's not dreaming. The woman who had flooded her thoughts, the mother of her son, wanted her back. She never expected the ground to come up so fast, the reality that they've only spent three days together kicking in, but she wouldn't change it for anything.

"I want you," Beca replies, her eyes never leaving Chloe's. "It's always been you."

xxx

Stacie had just finished posting details of Beca's show online as Aubrey drives the pair to Chloe's house. They both had separately received a message that said 'we need to talk to you', so they immediately left Aubrey's house.

"What do you think they have to tell us?" Stacie asks as they pull into Chloe's driveway.

"I don't know, but let's cross our fingers and hope it's not a shit show." Aubrey puts the car in park, killing the engine.

They unbuckle and exit the car, both inhaling deeply as they knock on the door. Beca appears behind the glass door and her eyebrow raises.

"Did you two come together?" Beca asks suspiciously.

"Yeah, I crashed at Bree's house last night." Stacie says, rubbing her neck, hoping Beca wouldn't assume anything happened.

"Oh, I was wondering what happened to you." Beca chuckles.

"I got a wee bit drunk," Stacie smiles as Beca moves to let them enter.

"Well, thanks for taking care of my best friend." Beca looks toward Aubrey who blushes. Beca shakes her head, quietly laughing at the pair. "Chloe's out back with Beckett."

The trio walks toward the backyard to spot Chloe playing with Beckett, picking him up and spinning in circles. Beca smiles as she admires the scene, her heart melting.

Chloe looks over when she hears the sliding door close and smiles. "Hey guys!" She comes walking up to the porch, Beckett hanging from her hip. "Thanks for coming. So Beca and I have something to tell you. We're-"

Stacie and Aubrey both gasp and at the same time, yell their guesses out.

"You're eloping!?"

"You're pregnant, again!?"

Beca's eyes widen as she presses her lips together, her face practically screaming 'NOPE'.

"Uhm, no. It's only been three days, guys." Chloe answers.

"Right." Stacie replies.

"No, what we want to tell you is-" Beca starts.

"Mommy and momma are t-gether!" Beckett interrupts happily, looking between Chloe and Beca, smiling widely as he claps.

"As in relationship together?" Aubrey quirks her eyebrow up.

"Yes," Chloe smiles, "We're giving this family thing a shot."


FINALLY. I mean, kind of. It has technically only been three days even though I expanded it over 4 chapters. Anyway, is it just me or do someone else feel some Staubrey coming on?

Next chapter will be out in a few days. Time jumping to Beca's show!