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"Go sit in the corner, Mitchell!" Aubrey yelled at the DJ.

Aubrey had given Beca a timeout which was odd because how was that supposed to stop her for making fun of the strict blonde all the time. If Aubrey was trying to punish her then she wasn't doing a good job. Beca sat in the corner facing the wall and was on her phone texting Jesse, when she heard footsteps come up behind her.

"Well, here we go..." Beca expected Aubrey but instead turned around to see a redhead pouting at her sarcastically.

"Why do you always have to fight with her? Can't you retain yourself for one rehearsal?"

"Sorry that she hates me and picks on me the whole time." Beca seemed to sulk pulling her knees to her chest.

"Are you actually sulking, Mitchell? I thought you were tough." The redhead smirked.

Beca sat up, "I am tough."

"I don't buy it." Chloe said leaping onto the brunette's lap grabbing the smaller girl's hands bringing them up over her head.

"Is that a bet?"

"You bet it is." Chloe tightened her grip.

Chloe took one hand and started tickling the DJ's stomach. Beca bit her lip trying to conceal her laughter so she could keep her tough act but she couldn't stand it, she was incredibly ticklish.

"Chloe! Stop! Chl-haha-oe! Ahh! Pleheheease!"

Chloe stopped for a second, "Then admit that you're not as tough as you say you are." Chloe put a hand up the DJ's shirt starting to lightly brush her fingers on the younger girl's ribs.

"Chloe! No! Stop!" Beca cried out laughing.

"Admit it and I'll stop." Chloe began to tickle her more.

"Okay! Okay! Please stop!" Beca had tears in her eyes from laughing.

Chloe stopped still sitting on the brunette's lap, crossing her arms waiting for Beca to admit it.

"Okay, I'm not as tough as I say I am." Beca made a quick, fake smile.

"Ha, I knew it. You're hella ticklish ya know." Chloe laughed.

Beca jabbed at the redheads sides leaving Chloe to squeal and practically jump off her lap.

"Don't you dare..." Chloe pouted.

"Don't worry I'll save it for another time to blackmail you." Beca smirked at Chloe's puppy face.

"You know, Mitchell. You're pretty damn cute."

"Wake up." Chloe could feel someone poking her.

"What?"

"Chloe, wake up. Chlo."

Chloe blinked her eyes several times adjusting to the light. "What. What is it."

"I have to talk to you. The surgeon just told me about Beca's condition." Chloe sensed bad news in her tone and saw it in her eyes.

"Um. So...the truck hit Beca in her ribcage, crushing multiple ribs which splintered and punctured her lung." Aubrey paused as the redhead started sobbing. "Chloe, I'm so sorry. But there's more. When she was hit she was thrown at a curb and she slammed her head on it. She has a serious concussion and the doctors are worried she might have severe memory loss, they don't know yet because she hasn't woken up yet. Then the truck ran over her left arm, leaving a severe break. She might not ever be able to use it again. It also ran over her left leg which isn't broken but could have nerve damage or something."

Aubrey began to cry because what she was about to tell Chloe broke her heart.

"Um, I'm so sorry Chloe. The doctors said that the reason Beca is breathing is because of life support and- sh- she won't be able to- she won't make it. They're going to take her off of the machines once we say goodbye."

Chloe broke down. She melted to the floor, sobbing as loud as she could but she couldn't control it. This woke Stacie and Amy up and when they saw them crying their hearts came out of their mouths. They knew something was wrong.

•••

Beca's parents were in the room the brunette was barely alive in. They sobbed over their only child's body. It was heart breaking. Then Stacie and Amy went in. They came out with pale faces. Now it was Aubrey's turn.

"Uh. Hi, Beca. I'm so sorry we fought all the time. I really didn't hate you, I was actually sort of jealous. It sounds so stupid." Aubrey laughed as she cried. "I was worried that you were taking my best friend away from me. Chloe loves you so much. I don't know what it is about you but she can't get enough. Thank you for being so good to her. Goodbye..." Aubrey kissed her head.

She came out of the room and Chloe walked in. She sat next to the pale faced DJ. She couldn't find words. She sat there, holding Beca's hand crying into the bed for several minutes.

"I don't even know where to start, Becs. You saved my life. You don't deserve this! I- I- you're the most talented person I've ever met, and also the coolest. I love how you put on that tough act but you're actually a softy. You could always make me laugh. Whenever I was down, Aubrey would work out my problems but she could never make me feel better as much as you could, Bec. You'd always deal with my bubbly personality and I appreciate it so much that you let your walls down for me and didn't jump out of the friendship as soon as you could. I know you loved being a Bella as much as you acted like you hated it. I- I don't think you know this and now you never will, but I- I love you Beca Mitchell. And I always will!" Chloe broke into a sob as Jesse entered the room.

For some reason Chloe found herself actually hugging Jesse. Chloe left the room and shut the door, leaning up against it, sliding down to the floor. She put her face in her knees and cried softly.

Jesse came out with a blank, pale face on. He wasn't even crying because he was so shocked. His best friend was dead. How could that be?

Everyone came into the room and watched as the doctors starting turning off what seemed like thousands of machines to Chloe. When the last machine was turned off everyone held their breath and then broke into sobs as they heard the painful flatline of Beca's heart. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. It rang in Chloe's ears. She couldn't hear anything else. It was the sound of death, Beca's death. Chloe was the last to leave the room but paused in the doorway.

She heard a faint and very slow beep...beep. Chloe thought she was just imagining it because of all the overwhelming emotional pain that felt like physical pain. She turned around and saw Beca's pale face behind a moving chest. Beca was alive? I must be hallucinating. This isn't real. She's breathing. The machine is beeping. She's alive. How?

The questions ran freely in the redhead's mind as doctors rushed in passed her to assist Beca. She still wasn't awake. But she was alive. No one knew how. It's a 'miracle she's breathing on her own' as the doctors explained it. They had no idea how. Chloe had studied these cases a lot, hell she had witnessed it a few times. Patients never survived this condition. Never. Chloe knew that the only way Beca is barely breathing on her own was because...

Something...anything...made her fight to stay alive.

Who thought I killed Beca? Review please! Lots of ideas flowing and written in notes so the chapters will be coming along. REVIEW!