Hey guys, sorry it's been a while. This is just a super quick oneshot, I'm hoping to have another update either tomorrow or early next week.

There's a knock on the front door.

"Are you expecting anyone?" Chloe asks.

Beca shakes her head and walks over to the door. She opens it, just a crack, when she sees who it is she opens it fully and stands aside.

"Hi babies," Hanna Mitchell, Beca's younger sister, calls out when she gets into the kitchen.

"Aunty B!" Lennon yells.

The nickname is one that stuck when Lennon was a baby.

"Hey Lenny."

She hops off of her stool and into Hanna's arms. She is followed closely by Charlie.

"Don't break Aunty B, please." Chloe calls out.

Hanna puts them down, each with a kiss on their heads. Maggie reaches out with a squeal from her high chair so she kisses her head and tickles her a little.

"What's going on, Han?" Beca asks, she hands her a beer, which she gladly takes.

"Not much, just got off work. Figured I'd stop by and see what my little monsters were up to."

She uses an exaggerated facial expression with raised eyebrows and widened eyes when she speaks to make the kids laugh.

"Are you hungry? Dinner's almost ready."

"Sure."

Chloe dishes up food for the kids first, and once they are eating happily, the adults take a seat. Dinner goes on pretty quietly, the girls commandeering a majority of the conversation. Beca keeps looking at her sister, it's clear something's wrong, but she doesn't say anything in front of the girls.

After dinner, the girls drag Hanna into the living room to play. She always wrestles and jokes with them but tonight she sits propped up against the couch and watches them run around. She keeps them occupied while Beca and Chloe clean the kitchen.

"She seem weird to you?" Beca asks.

"She's quiet." Chloe says, while putting dishes in the dishwasher.

"Aunty B, watch!" Lennon yells, she runs and jumps into her beanbag chair with a loud giggle.

Charlie tries to copy but she misses and falls face first onto the hardwood floor.

"Uh oh, Charleston, you okay?"

Charlie nods but then starts to cry.

"Come here."

Hanna pulls her into her arms and rocks her back and forth.

"Sh, Charlotte, you're okay."

Beca walks into the room with a smirk on her face; tears and crying are not uncommon in this house.

"Are you killing my kids in here?"

Hanna visibly stiffens and her eyes glaze. Beca tells the girls to go find Chloe and ask for a scoop of ice cream for dessert. Her diversion works and Charlie's tears are instantly forgotten. Beca walks over and sits next to Hanna on the floor. As soon as she's within arms length, Hanna is hugging her, sobs escaping her, muffled by Beca's shirt.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Hanna shakes her head.

"What's going on?" Beca's voice is soft; a skill she acquired only after her children were born.

She waits for the tears to stop. Hanna takes a deep breath and speaks. Her voice is raspy now.

"Rough case. A kid. It was the first time I had to see something like that."

Beca nods, she runs her hand over Hanna's back. Hanna is a DNA Analyst for the New York City Police Department. She's always been incredibly smart, but when she started at Barden, she truly developed a love for science that budded into an amazing career; but at such a young age it can be hard to handle the emotional side of things.

"It's just, no matter how ready you think you are for something like that, you never are."

"I can't even imagine."

"I have this kid's blood on my hands, literally, and I'm doing everything I can but it's not enough. Things aren't adding up, the detectives aren't getting anywhere. I just keep thinking about what happens now. What happens to that little girl's parents? Or her brother?"

Her breathing quickens and Beca squeezes her knee.

"She was seven. A year older than Len. Her life hadn't even started yet. What kind of monster does something like that?"

"I don't know."

She wipes her face with the sleeve of her sweatshirt.

"It just hit me harder than I thought. I wanted to see the girls and know that they're okay."

"You know you're welcome here anytime. I can't even pretend to know how hard your job is."

It's quiet for a while. Hanna relishes in the company of someone she loves. She's been buried in work. She has barely left her lab in days, barely eaten, or slept. She focuses on her breathing and listens to the girls giggling with Chloe in the other room.

"Do you want to stay the night?"

"I don't want to put you out."

"Seriously dude? You're staying." Beca says decidedly.

"Thank you."

Hanna takes another minute to gather herself before she stands, extending her hand to help Beca up.

"Did I hear something about ice cream?"

She follows Beca into the kitchen. Chloe gives her wife a look. Hanna grabs a scoop of ice cream and eats with the girls, who manage to get more of it on them than in their mouths.

"Alright ladies, bath time." Chloe announces and she's met with groans.

"I can do it, Chlo." Hanna offers.

"I'll never turn down the help."

Chloe smiles at her sister-in-law and picks Maggie up out of the high chair.

"I'll take her in our bathroom if you take these rugrats in theirs?"

"Sounds good."

"Wait, where do I go?" Beca asks with a pout.

"You can come with me, baby."

Chloe kisses her lips and Beca hits her on the butt playfully.

In their ensuite bathroom, Chloe has Maggie in the tub, splashing happily and singing a string of unintelligible consonants.

"So did she tell you anything?"

"Yeah, she had her first case with a little kid and it's taking its toll. Obviously."

Chloe looks at Beca with wide eyes.

"Oh my God, I can't even imagine what that must be like."

"She's so strong, you know? But I think she thinks that's what's expected from her. It took a lot for her to come here tonight, I can tell."

"Is she still going to therapy?"

Chloe thinks back to college, when it surfaced that Hanna struggled with anxiety and depression.

"As far as I know," Beca picks Maggie out of the tub and wraps her in a towel, "I told her she's staying here tonight. I don't want her home alone."

Chloe nods, "Tell her to stay as long as she needs."

Beca and Chloe put Maggie to bed. Chloe disappears into their bedroom to change into comfier clothes. Beca pokes her head into the girls' bathroom. Charlie is standing in her hooded towel that looks like a duck, wrapped tightly around her shoulders, a brand new bruise on her forehead, giggling wildly about something that Hanna said; she always seemed to find a way to make them laugh. Beca could see her as a mother one day, but she has said more than a few times that she has no interest in having kids of her own.

Lennon is standing up in the tub about to get out. She looks up and catches Beca's eye.

"Hi Mama."

"Hi Len, be careful getting out please. Bug, let's go get you in your pajamas."

Charlie follows behind her, humming happily to herself while she gets dressed in her matching pajama set. Lennon runs and changes into one of her nightgowns. They both sit on the floor in front of Lennon's bed. Hanna sits next to Beca on the bed, each with a hairbrush. They sit in silence, listening to the girls' idle chatter while they French braid their hair. Lennon's is a strawberry blonde while Charlotte's is a dark brown that matches Beca's almost perfectly.

"Story time." Beca says, she walks over to the shelves and picks the one they've been reading for the past few nights.

Hanna cuddles up on the end of the bed with Charlie in her lap while Beca and Lennon sit on the other end so Lennon can rest her head on her pillow. Beca's voice soothes them into sleep quickly. Hanna picks Charlie up and carries her to her bed, careful not wake Maggie, who is sound asleep in her crib.

She sits and watches her sleep for a while; the rise and fall of her chest, the rosy tint of her cheeks, and the way her hand twitches every once in a while. She pushes herself off of the floor and flips on the nightlight before she walks out of the room. She walks back downstairs, onto the back patio where Beca and Chloe are sitting, each with a drink. There's a cold beer sitting on the small table next to the wicker chair. Hanna drops her tired body into the chair and takes a swig of the beer.

"You okay, Han?" Chloe asks.

She knows that Beca told her, they share everything, and she came to terms with that a long time ago. Chloe has been in her life for nearly ten years. She's been a great friend to her, and after being in the Bellas together, they're bonded for life. She's her sister too.

"Yeah, I will be. I knew this was part of the job when I decided to take it."

"That doesn't make it easier."

"No, it doesn't."

"I don't want to piss you off," Beca starts, "but you're still seeing Dr. Hannon, right?"

Hanna nods, "Yeah, but this isn't that."

"I know, but I just want to make sure that you're doing okay."

"I appreciate that. I do."

Hanna takes another sip of her beer and bites her lip.

"You guys are a big part of why I'm able to do this job."

"What do you mean?" Chloe asks.

"When I have a really hard case like today, or I get overwhelmed with how much I have to do, or frustrated when things don't go my way, I can come here. I can hang out with you and see your kids, who I love more than anything in this world by the way. It reminds me why I do what I do. It reminds me that my job is to help make where we live safer."

Beca nods and Chloe looks like she's about to cry.

"So, all of the therapy in the world won't give me what you guys give me."

"What's that?" Beca asks.

"Hope." She shrugs, "And a little perspective. But mostly the first thing."

Chloe laughs, a breathy laugh, into Beca's ear.

"I know you can't really talk about it, but we're here if you need to."

"Thank you."