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"Dude, stop calling me! I don't know the answers to these questions!" Chloe heard Beca somewhat shout into the phone as she walked in the front door after her day at work.

"What's up, babe?" The redhead questioned as she walked in on Beca hanging up her phone angrily.

"Aubrey! She won't stop calling me! I don't know anything about baby showers, that's your forte, but since you're at work, she's been calling me. Nonstop. I have non of the correct answers for her, so why does she keep calling me?" Beca asked aloud as Chloe tried to stifle a laugh at her wife's worked up ranting.

"I will call her back and deal with everything, okay? Before I do that though, can I get a kiss or something over here?"

"Of course. I missed you today. How was work?" The brunette asked as she walked towards Chloe with open arms, ready to pull her into a hug.

"Chasing after third graders is starting to get a little more difficult now that I'm carrying two extra people."

"I can imagine. You know if you want to take time off you can do whatever you want. We have more than enough money if you decide not to work."

"I know, but I love it."

"I know you do. And I want you to do whatever makes you happy, just don't push yourself."

"I won't, don't worry."


"Jeez, I'm glad Aubrey has had a baby shower before and knows what she's doing. All she wanted me to do was tell her that she could plan everything. Good thing too, because those questions were getting out of hand." Chloe announced as she walked into Beca's office where the brunette was working on another mix.

"Right?" Beca laughed as she took off her headphones, "You want to watch a movie?"

"I'll never get used to you asking me that question, but yes, I would like to watch a movie."

"Great, you pick the movie and I'll get popcorn." The brunette smiled as she saved her mix and followed the redhead out of the room.

"Oh can I have some ice cream, too? And like a huge thing of peanut butter. And celery?" She asked suddenly as Beca froze somewhat.

"Sure…" The brunette dragged out, choosing not to comment on the amount of things the redhead had just requested.

"So what's queued up for tonight?" Beca asked, handing Chloe the bowl of ice cream first.

"Easy A. It's been a long time since I've seen that movie. Thank you for all this food, I am really hungry. And before you say something else, I am aware that we had dinner like an hour ago."

"I wasn't going to say anything, babe. I promise. When you are incubating our children, you can do whatever you want."

"Even tequila shots?" The redhead asked jokingly.

"Hardy har har." The brunette shot back sarcastically.

"I'm just kidding. I would never do anything that could potentially hurt the kidlets."

"I know; they're lucky to have you." The brunette said, kissing Chloe on the cheek.

"They're lucky to have you too, Beca. You look out for me, which also looks out for them."

"Well that's what you do for the ones you love."


"Oh man, that movie was hilarious. It's been too long since we've seen it." Chloe said as she switched the movie off.

"It is a pretty good movie, yet there was a predictable outcome."

"Oh, hush." The redhead said, slapping her wife's arm lightly.

"So when's your next doctors' appointment?"

"I have one in two weeks."

"Good, I can't wait." The brunette smiled happily as she started rubbing Chloe's now very noticeable 23 weeks pregnant baby bump.


Two fast weeks later, Chloe was starting to show even more. They had another check up in the afternoon that Beca had promised to go to.

"Hey babe, it's me. I was just wondering where you are, we have that appointment today; call me when you get this message. Love you. Bye." The redhead left a message on her wife's phone.

Less than 5 minutes later, Chloe was getting a call from Beca.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Can I meet you there? Something came up; I just finished taking care of it. I'll head over to the doctors' office now, alright?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll see you there."

45 minutes later, Chloe was getting called into a room for her doctors' appointment, with no Beca in sight.

"The doctor will be in with you in a minute." The nurse said after she finished getting all of Chloe's information.

Two minutes later, she heard a knock on the door before it opened.

"Chlo?" She heard in a somewhat quiet voice.

"Beca?" She asked, confused as to why her wife would be whispering.

"Oh good, this is your room. I accidentally walked into another patient's room a minute ago. It was pretty uncomfortable."

"Well I'm glad you made it."

"Yeah. About that…can you just stay kinda calm and not freak out?" The brunette awkwardly asked as Chloe raised an eyebrow.

"What happened? And why are you still hiding behind the door?"

"Just some minor difficulties earlier today, that's all." The brunette assured her wife.

"Why don't you come in here? Your whole body, please."

Beca walked into the room with a nervous smile on her face.

"Hi." She stood in her spot and waved awkwardly.

"Beca! What the hell happened to your arm?"

"Oh this? Nothing really." The brunette answered nonchalantly as she threw a now casted arm in the air.

"Rebeca Louise Mitchell." Was all the redhead needed to say before she got her explanation.

"You see, I'm just a klutzy person and I fell today at work and hurt my arm."

"How did you possibly do that?"

"I was trying to read as I walked down the stairs. It obviously did not end well for me. But hey, I broke my right arm, which is good I guess. At least it isn't my dominant arm, if you know what I mean." She winked at her wife who was not amused.

"Beca." The redhead said as she sighed.

"I'm sorry, they gave me some pain meds earlier. I had to have my assistant drop me off here because I couldn't drive."

"So you broke it?"

"That is generally why things get casted." She answered.

"Remember who you're talking to please." Chloe reminded her wife, "I meant as opposed to only fracturing it."

"Sorry again. Yes, it was a clean break; it should take about 8 weeks to heal. I know this is the worst possible time, but I can still work and drive and get you whatever you need." She assured her wife.

"That's not what I'm worried about right now, and you'll be healed before the kids are born, so it's not a big deal. Why didn't you call me, Beca?"

"Because I didn't want to freak you out. I figured it was better and less stressful to tell you after they fixed it. I'm sorry."

"Come here." The redhead said, opening her arms so she could envelope the smaller girl in a hug.

"I don't know why I'm so clumsy." She admitted into Chloe's shoulder.

"It's not your fault. Did you hurt anything else when you took that tumble? Ribs? Legs? That beautiful head of yours?"

"Nope, everything got the 'all clear' except for this stupid arm."

"Well I'll decorate the cast for you later if you want."

"Yes please, something badass. I have to be able to show this at work; nothing too mushy."

"Alright, I'll try to refrain." She smirked, already thinking about what she could draw on her wife's cast.

"And it's a black cast, so that means silver or gold marker!" The brunette said somewhat excitedly, "How badass is that?"

"Pretty badass, babe." Chloe responded as she rolled her eyes, "Now why don't you sit down and not hurt anything else. The doctor should be in soon."

After talking for another minute, the doctor finally walked into their room.

"Hello Mitchell family, how are we doing today?"

"Pretty good, thanks." Beca said from her seat next to Chloe.

"It doesn't look 'pretty good' with that arm, Beca." Dr. Garber said as Beca shrugged.

"Eh, I'll be fine in no time. It should only take two months to heal, so we'll be good before the twins come." The brunette told the doctor.

"Well that's good. Now let's examine you, Chloe, and you can get on your way."

After about three minutes of taking measurements and checking out every aspect of the babies, he spoke up.

"Well ladies, everything looks great. Over here is your little girl and over here is your little boy." He said as he moved the ultrasound wand over Chloe's belly, "They are both growing really well and are the right size for their 25 week. So everyone is getting a clean bill of health from me."

"That's great! Thank you so much!" Chloe and Beca both expressed as the doctor nodded happily.

"I'd like to see you again in about a month for another routine checkup. If anything happens in the meantime or if something doesn't feel right, you call my office and we'll get you in right away, okay?"

"Alright; we'll see you in a month." Chloe said as she shook her doctor's hand.

"Have a nice evening, ladies; feel better, Beca."

"Thanks, Dr. Garber."


"Alright, babe, let's go home." The redhead said as she shuffled Beca towards her car.

"I really am sorry that I got hurt." The brunette said sullenly as the drugs started wearing off.

"It's not your fault, sweetie, it was an accident. I can't get mad at you for that. We just have to focus on getting you better, okay?" She said, tucking a piece of hair behind Beca's ear before opening the car door for her.

"Yeah." She said quietly from the passenger seat.

"Is it starting to hurt again?"

"A little bit."

"Alright, let's go home and we can get some food in you; then your meds and we can watch a movie."

"My choice?" Beca asked as she started falling asleep.

"Sure." The redhead laughed, knowing that Beca didn't actually want to choose a movie.

She looked over at the exhausted and heavily drugged Beca and smiled before she turned on the car and headed for home.