"Beca, we need to go back." Chloe smirked. Beca groaned looking down at Chloe. "Why?" "They think we are hunting for food. They are going to get worried. I mean we are sitting here doing this and there is a killer here." Chloe explained.

"Okay. But we are finishing this later." Beca said as she stood up off the ground and grabbed her shirt. Chloe giggled. "Let's just go."

Chloe and Beca began walking back to the cave holding hands and talking. One thing caught Chloe's attention.

"You are a fighter Chloe. We all are. We can't give up." Beca said. "What?" The redhead asked. Beca nodded.

"Yeah. Just keep fighting. We need you. I need you. You can't leave us. We have been trying to protect you, and deep down you know you need to protect us. It goes both way. We all take care of each other. But you are different, you are the one who doesn't want to give up. You keep us all going. You give us hope. You told me to have hope. I have hope. If you leave though, I'm going to end up losing hope. So, stay. Stay for me. Stay for all of us. Stay and help us survive. Help your friends. Help your girlfriend. Now, it's time to choose. Which way will you go?" Beca finished.


Beca sat there waiting for any sign of Chloe waking up. "Beca? What if it's too late?" Stacie asked. Beca turned and looked at the taller brunette. "Don't say that. We gave her blood, we stopped the bleeding, put medicine on the wound, we did everything we had to do. She will be fine. So, don't ask that again." Beca replied. Stacie nodded her head.

Everybody had fallen asleep except Beca and Stacie. Beca couldn't sleep. She didn't want to. It's been three days. She wouldn't even move away from the redhead for one minute if it wasn't necessary.

Stacie walked up to the tiny brunette. Beca looked up at her. "Get some sleep. You have your hand in hers, so when she wakes up, you will wake up too. So I will stay up for the night, you get some sleep. Okay?" Beca didn't say anything at first but, she nodded a minute later.


"What if I can't protect you? Or them?" Chloe asked. Beca shrugged. "I can't answer that myself. You ask yourself that, you are going to be more afraid than you already are. That murderous bitch will have more of an advantage to take. So if you really want to keep us protected, then you won't ask that question. That question makes you scared, terrified. You don't even need to worry about that question because you are going to be doing everything you can to keep everyone safe. You have been doing your best. Keep it up." Beca said with a smile.

"So, any more questions before you decide?" The tiny brunette asked. Chloe thought for a minute. "Do you really care about me?" Beca let out a scoff. "If I didn't, I wouldn't be sitting here." The two girls laughed. "I'm going to go back. I'm not going to leave them. You are right. I will see you in reality in a bit. Even though you aren't real. Are you?" Chloe asked. Beca shook her head. "No, but you know if the real me could be here, she would be." Chloe nodded in agreement. "Thanks."


Chloe started to stir. She opened her eyes and felt something holding her hand. She looked down and saw blood all over but the one thing that mostly caught her, besides the striking pain, was Beca's hand.

"Chloe." She sat up a little bit but instantly laid back down when she felt the pain grow. She winced at it.

"Chloe, stay back. We can't have the stitches open. You have been out for three days. On a scale of one to ten, how bad do you feel?" Stacie asked. Chloe shrugged but immediately regretted it when the pain shot through her body again. "Absolue nine but possible ten." Chloe strained. Stacie nodded with a frown.

"Here drink this. You know, Beca wouldn't leave your side. At all. Literally, she wouldn't move away from you unless it was necessary. She hasn't slept for the three days. She was the one who did everything to help you, like everything. She worked the fastest. She freaked out when she didn't know your blood type but then Aubrey told her about the same type you both have. We found a small syringe, took awhile to get you the blood you needed but, we still got you." Stacie smiled as she cried softly. Chloe smiled.

"If that's true, then I will have to thank her, but all of you, helped. If I'm right." Chloe said quietly. Stacie nodded. "Yeah. Do you remember waking up after a little while of being unconscious, before you stayed unconscious?" Chloe shook her head in confusion. Stacie felt guilt run through her.

"Donald didn't make it. Fat Amy and Donald went to look for something to pierce through your skin, for the blood, but that bitch somehow killed him." Stacie said with anger and sadness. "He died because of me." Chloe cried. Stacie shook her head. "No, he died saving you." Chloe smiled.

"Should we wake her up?" The redhead asked. Stacie shrugged. "I mean she's only gotten seven hours of sleep. Like I said, she has been up for three days straight. If you want to we can. I will let you decide. I told her she'd wake up when you do, but she's really tired. That's probably why she hasn't woken up yet. I'll let you decide though. Can I get some sleep too? Just yell if that crazy bitch comes back." Chloe nodded.


1 Hour later:

Stacie fell asleep an hour. Chloe stayed up thinking about the two dream things or whatever. They both felt real. She afraid that the first one was real, but it wasn't. She was so scared. She was glad she decided to 'come back' because she wanted to talk to the real Beca, the one she really loved.

She moved her hand to wake Beca up. She decided to wake the girl after an hour after she came back, did she know how it would be an hour later? Nope. "Becs. Beca wake up." "Stace, is she up yet. If she isn't I swe-" Beca stopped. "Was that Chloe's voice or is this still a dream?" "Becs, just look up." Chloe laughed.

Beca picked up her head up quickly. "Oh my God. Chloe." Beca stood up and moved closer to where Chloe didn't have to move her head up. "You are up. You've been up for three days. I didn't want to wake you up for at least an hour or around there. You should've gotten some sleep." Chloe said. Beca shrugged.

"I couldn't. I was scared. Scared that you wouldn't wake up. I'm just so happy right now. I'm crying of happiness. That's a first." The two girls laughed. Chloe couldn't help but cry too.

"I'm glad you aren't dead. And I'm glad I chose to come back." Beca tilted her head in confusion. "Chose to come back?" Chloe nodded her head. "You told me to chose. Come back or go." "Come back where? Go where?" Chloe looked at her.

"Leave all of you. Or stay and survive and protect you. So I chose to stay. I was about to give up, but you convinced me of why I should stay with the real you. Beca, I was about to die." Chloe explained. Beca let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"You were going to die, and I didn't even know it." Chloe smiled slightly at the girl. "Not the other you. She knew. I didn't realize it was fake until she asked me if I wanted to stay or not. She convinced me and me and her both knew if you were to choose, you would stay because of me. Wouldn't you?" Beca nodded.

"Let's wake them up. Yeah?" Chloe said. "I'll do it. Don't jump because of this. Wait, do you think Aubrey has the pitch pipe?" "Probably, I mean she kept one of them. So she probably does. Check her clothes, she might've left it in the clothes she was wearing when we were in the water." Chloe said. Beca nodded and walked to the suitcase full of clothes.

She looked through Aubrey's clothes. Took a few minutes, but she found it. She turned around with a smile and walked back to Chloe. "Should I do it or you?" She asked.

"You should, if I end up laughing and I hold that, it might hurt more than it already does." Chloe replied. Beca nodded with a smirk. She took the pitch pipe and blew it as loud as she could.

Everybody jumped up. Aubrey fell into the water. There were a few screams. "Take cover!" Fat Amy yelled. That made Chloe and Beca laugh harder. A few seconds later Chloe winced in a lot of pain.

"Ow, little to funny." She said trying to stop laughing. "Amy! Stop yelling!" Beca yelled. Beca sat back down and sat back down next to Chloe.

"Beca, why the hell did you do that?" Jesse asked angrily. "Well because there's a certain redhead that is awake." She smiled. Aubrey ran to her best friend like the wind. Stacie walked over to Chloe. "So you decided to wake her up. When?" Beca answered for the redhead. "Maybe fifteen minutes ago." Stacie nodded.

"Did you fall asleep again?" Stacie asked. Chloe shook her head. "I couldn't, not with what I dreamed." "Wait, she woke up and you didn't tell anyone?" Fat Amy said asked.

"She didn't need all of us around her when she first woke up. Beca was right beside her so I let her decide when to wake someone up, specifically the midget." Beca sent a glare to Stacie, then she hit her in the arm. "Ow." Stacie exclaimed.

"How do you feel?" Aubrey asked taking her best friends hand into hers. "Good actually. I mean this hurts like hell but, I'm still here. I'm alive. And I'm with my friends." Chloe replied as she looked at Beca, who was smiling.

A/N: Sorry everyone. I ended up taking a while. I'm not gonna give an excuse. Just leave some reviews if you have some suggestions for what to do next. I hope you like it. Till next time ;)