A/N: Alright, finally got something down for one of the chapter fics that aren't finished yet. I'm sorry about the delay. Not Beta'd and didn't go through as rigorous proofing as normal so I could get it out quicker, so sorry about any major mistakes.
Potential trigger warning – mild homophobia around the middle-ish of the chapter but work through it…trust me
Disclaimer: Don't own anything Pitch Perfect and don't mean to offend anyone by playing in their 'verse.
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Beca pulled the blanket up over Aubrey when she felt her shiver slightly. Then she sighed as she pulled the naked blonde tighter against her. Aubrey's fingers lightly traced nonsense symbols over her bare stomach, her head resting against Beca's chest. Beca kissed the top of her head, "I should go pick up our clothes before Chloe gets home."
Aubrey wiggled tighter against the brunette, "Uh-uh, I just got you back after seven days. I'm not letting go of you."
Beca looked at the door, "But Bree, I think you dropped my bra in the middle of the living room."
Aubrey smirked as she looked up at Beca, "Yes and I know you threw my bra somewhere over the couch." Beca smiled as she remembered that and Aubrey continued, "It's not like Chloe hasn't seen your unmentionables before."
Beca blushed a little as she looked down, "I know, but they weren't thrown all over the room."
Aubrey was having fun with this, "You do know that she knows we have sex, right. In fact, she's heard us on multiple occasions, you can be quite loud."
Beca's blush deepened, "Well if she heard anyone, it's you Posen." She leaned down and kissed the blonde snuggled up against her, "But I do love how you scream my name."
Aubrey pinched Beca's side with that comment and Beca squealed and jumped out of bed glaring at her girlfriend, "That was just rude. Since I'm up though, I'll just go grab everything quickly." Beca saw the look of panic that flashed across Aubrey's eyes so she leaned down and brushed a kiss across her lips before letting her know that she was not going anywhere, "Don't worry baby, I'm not leaving you every again. You are stuck with me." This seemed to appease her girlfriend as a smile slipped easily onto her face with the words.
Beca ran out of the room naked and quickly picked up their discarded clothes. She swore under her breath as she searched the room for her panties, not seeing them anywhere near the other clothes that had been quickly discarded soon after her arrival. She finally found them tucked against the wall as she turned around to head back to the bedroom. She stooped to pick them up and heard a key in the lock. She swore under her breath as she quickly grabbed them before sprinting back to Aubrey's bedroom. She slammed the door behind her as she dropped the clothes unceremoniously on the floor before hopping over Aubrey and pulling the covers up to her neck.
Aubrey looked at her quizzically until the door to her room opened and Chloe came barging in, "How did things go with Bec….a?" Chloe took in the sight of Beca looking petrified and Aubrey smirking at her before she backed slowly out of the room with a huge smile on her face, closing the door as she entered the hallway. She stood outside the door, "So, I take it you two finally figured your shit out?"
Beca rolled her eyes at Aubrey, who just leaned over and kissed her before replying to her roommate, "Yes, we figured our shit out Beale." She grabbed Beca's hand under the covers, "There's only one person who I can see making me happy in the future and she's right her next to me."
Chloe mumbled under her breath, "It's about time," before speaking louder through the door, "I'm so happy for you two."
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Beca pouted at Aubrey, "But baby, I won't get to see you for an entire week. Why can't we do something together?"
Aubrey raised her eyebrow at the small brunette, "That isn't doing anything for your badass image baby."
Beca glared at Aubrey before rushing at her and wrapping her arms around the laughing blonde, "I'm badass and you know it."
Aubrey leaned down and kissed her girlfriend to try and placate her, "Yes, you're my badass."
Beca gruffed out, 'Damn straight." She then remembered what this is about, "So why do you have to go home for spring break? Why can't we spend it together?"
Aubrey sighed and took Beca's hand leading her to the couch. She motioned for the smaller girl to sit and when she did, Aubrey sat next to her and took Beca's hand in hers but looking past Beca. Beca looked at her nervously, "You aren't breaking up with me, are you Bree?"
The air rushed out of Aubrey as she came back from her musings, finally looking at Beca and seeing the panic in her eyes, "Oh baby, no…no, it's nothing like that. It's good, at least I think it will be good." Her shoulders sagged, "At least I hope it's going to be good."
Beca squeezed her hand, "What is it Bree?"
Aubrey sighed again, "I'm going to tell my parents about you, about us."
Beca smiled, "Really?" Then her smile faltered a little, "I'm supposing there's a reason you don't want me there?"
Aubrey tipped her head to the side as she looked at the love of her life, "Yes and no. The no is because I would love nothing more than to show you off to everyone because I love you Beca and I'm so very proud of you. The yes is because I don't know how my parents will handle this and I think it will be better if I let them know about us by myself."
Beca didn't look happy about it, but she finally gave Aubrey a small smile and pulled her in for a chaste kiss, "Alright Bree, you know what's best for your family. But if they give you a hard time I'm coming up there and kicking their asses."
Aubrey laughed as she pulled Beca into a hug, "I wouldn't have it any other way baby."
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Aubrey stepped through the door and set her bags down as she yelled, "Mom, Dad, I'm home."
She smiled at her mother as she came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. Soon she was enveloped in a hug, "Dinner is almost ready. How was the drive up?"
She melted into the embrace, "It was fine. Hit a bit of traffic coming out of Atlanta, but it was smooth sailing after that."
She stepped out of her mother's embrace as she heard her father coming down the stairs. She unconsciously stood a bit straighter as he hit the bottom of the stairs, "Hello Dad."
Her father put his hands on her arms, holding her at arms-length as he looked at her, "Aubrey, you're looking well. Still top of your class?"
Aubrey smiled, "Yes Sir."
He nodded, "I wouldn't expect anything less from a Posen. Now come on in and tell us all about what you've been up to."
She followed her parents to the kitchen while they made small talk about their week. Aubrey had never seen her father this relaxed and informal. He actually stayed in the kitchen and talked with the two women while they went about the final touches for dinner rather than sitting in the den and enjoying a glass of scotch. As she was setting the table Aubrey told them about being invited back to intern for the same Law firm in the summer and she heard about some business deals her father had recently made. As they continued to talk through dinner, Aubrey felt her nerves relaxing a little; maybe this wouldn't be that bad after all.
After they finished, her father did retire to the den for his glass of scotch while Aubrey and her mother cleared the table. When they had finished, they joined him in the den, settling into their normal places (Aubrey on the loveseat and her mother next to her father on the couch, her hand resting comfortably on his thigh).
Her father cleared his throat, "Aubrey, you seem a little on edge. What is it?"
Aubrey swallowed, "Umm…Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you."
Her Dad sat up straighter, "You aren't pregnant are you?"
A nervous laugh, sounding almost like a bark, escaped Aubrey before she could stop it. She shook her head slightly, "No Dad, I'm not pregnant. I am seeing someone though and it's gotten pretty serious."
That seemed to relax her father a little. He sat back, but his posture was still tense, "So tell me about this man that you are seeing. Is he being a gentleman with you?"
Aubrey looked down, speaking to her lap, "About that, she is a perfect gentlewoman with me."
Her announcement was met with silence. She took a timid look up to see her father's face getting redder by the second. Finally he broke the silence, "She?" All Aubrey could do is nod at his question. Her father erupted off of the couch, his scotch splashing from the tumbler he was holding with the sudden movement, "No! You are a Posen and you will not disgrace our family like this. We both know this is just a phase and when you go back to Atlanta you will tell this woman as much. You need to get this out of your system and find a good man to marry."
Aubrey shrank back into herself as her father shouted at her. When he told her it was just a phase, the anger started in the pit of her stomach. How dare he say that the woman she loved was 'just a phase.' The week she had spent apart from Beca made her realize how much the woman meant to her and she knew without a doubt that 'phase' was as far from the truth as it could be. When her father finished, she stood up and looked at him hard, "This is not a phase Dad, I love this woman with all of my heart and I know she loves me just as much. I'm thinking about asking her to marry me."
Aubrey couldn't remember ever seeing her father at a loss for words, but here he was sputtering for something to say. Finally he muttered, "No. I forbid you to marry a woman. You can't do that to the family."
Aubrey felt the anger causing her chest and cheeks to flush red, "I'm not doing anything to the family. I'm doing what is right for me." She touched his arm, causing him to flinch back continuing softly, "If you could just see the way she loves me, maybe then you'd understand."
He pulled away, turning away and moving to the window and staring out, "No. I will never accept this."
Aubrey's shoulders sagged and she sighed, "Fine. I understand. I'm tired from the drive so I think I'll turn in." She moved across the room and gave her mother a hug and a kiss on the cheek, noticing the look of pain in her eyes. Aubrey understood that her mother had stayed out of the conversation because this was something between her and her father, but it still hurt a little that she didn't say anything to support her. She gave one last look at her father standing in the window and then left the room when he continued to stare at nothing, refusing to acknowledge her.
She gave a quick call to Beca letting her know that she arrived safely and telling her that everything was going well. She didn't like giving the little white lie to her girlfriend, but she didn't want the brunette worrying about her (well, worrying more than she already was) and she knew Beca's comment about coming up and kicking ass wasn't an idle threat. After she hung up with her girlfriend, she put her pajamas on and curled up in the bed, refusing to cry over her father's reaction and failing miserably.
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Mr. Posen woke and rolled over, looking blearily at the clock next to the bed – 6:02 a.m. He rolled over to find the spot next to him empty, which was odd because his wife was never up before him. He rolled out of bed and slipped into his robe before heading to the restroom for his morning routine.
He walked down the stairs and stopped half way down, finally noticing Aubrey's suitcases sitting next to the door. He couldn't help the frown that worked its way onto his face. He continued down the steps into the kitchen, finding his wife and daughter laughing with each other over a cup of coffee. He cleared his throat as he walked into the room, looking between the two women. The light conversation died as they noticed him and their smiles were replaced with more serious expressions, which worried him slightly, "Good morning. I noticed the bags by the door, are you going somewhere Aubrey?"
Aubrey set her coffee down on the counter and turned to look at him with a look he had never seen his daughter direct at him before, something between anger and disappointment. She walked over and leaned up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek, her hand resting on his arm. She stepped back, leaving her hand on his arm, "I'm heading back to Atlanta."
Confusion crossed his face as he answered, "I thought you were staying the entire week."
She smiled sadly at him, "I was, but I can't stay somewhere that I'm not wanted."
He frowned, "What do you mean, where you're not wanted? Of course you're wanted here."
The sad smile remained when she replied, "No Daddy, I'm not; at least not all of me. I love Beca, that's her name you know, with all of my heart. She's a part of me now and you can't love that part of me. So I'm heading back to Atlanta to spend the rest of our break with the woman who will always love me, unconditionally."
She gave his arm a pat and then walked by him, heading to the door. She turned to find that both of her parents had followed. She opened the door and turned back to her parents. She leaned in and gave her mother a hug, "I love you Mom. I'll call you later this week." The she turned to her father, "I love you Daddy, but I have to follow my heart even if it means losing you. I'll understand if you want to stop paying my tuition, just let me know so I can figure things out."
Her Mom hastily grabbed her arm, gaining her attention. She looked softly into Aubrey's eyes, "There will be no cutting of anybody off. You will always be my daughter and we will always support you." She looked up at her husband with a hard look that caused him to give a hurried nod.
Aubrey gave a nod and turned to grab her bags when a hand on her arm stopped her. She turned about to see her father looking at her with, was that pride?
Mr. Posen was proud of his daughter. She had grown into a wonderful woman that knew what she wanted in this world and wasn't afraid to get it. That's all he ever wanted for his children, to be true to themselves. He always tried to instill a work ethic and confidence in his children and while he may not have been the most affectionate father, he loved his children dearly and only wanted the best for them. So he tried to push past his prejudices and he gave his daughter a tentative smile, "If this woman loves you half as much as you seem to love her, I'm going to have to meet her before I give my approval for anything…like marriage."
Before he knew Aubrey was wrapping her arms around him in a fierce hug. He tentatively wrapped his arms around her, feeling the tears falling against his neck. All he heard was a whisper, repeated like a prayer, "Thank you Daddy. Thank you…thank you…"
Aubrey finally pulled back from him, wiping the tears from her cheeks. He smiled down at her, "I'm not promising anything, but I will give this Beca a chance." He paused, giving a smirk that reminded Aubrey of her Beca, "But she better be treating you like the princess you deserve to be treated as." Aubrey smiled, nodding. He chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll try not to hold her to any higher standards than I would anyone else you brought home."
Aubrey nodded to herself before turning back to the door and grabbing her bags. She turned around when she got out the door, "I love you both. I'll bring Beca to meet you soon."
