"Wait, before we do this, I want to be in a whole different universe with you; let me find my bowl, pack a fresh bowl. . .oh! and order us a pizza. . .we're gonna need it," Beca tells Chloe as she gets up looking for her bowl. In one hand she has a small plastic bag of weed and in the other is a lighter.

"Beca," Chloe says. "I'm not ordering a pizza. And can you please just not smoke until we get home."

"I have to smoke," Beca says. "You want to take me to the mall. I cannot go there unless I'm high enough to believe I have reached a different universe. Ooo, will they deliver pizza to us at the mall?"

Chloe sighed. It was like dealing with a four year old.

"Beca," Chloe said. "You need to scale back on the pot. It's not healthy for you. You're high all the time and, frankly, I can't take it anymore."

"What are you saying?," Beca asks looking at Chloe. "Are you telling me to choose between you and my MaryJane?"

"Yes," Chloe says. "That's exactly what I'm telling you."

Beca looks at Chloe and then at the baggie in her hand. She loves Chloe with all her heart. But, she also loved her pot and it always made her feel good. Chloe made her feel good, too, but sometimes she made her feel bad. Like now.

Beca starts pacing back and forth. She doesn't know what to do. She needs her weed to get through most days. But, she also needs Chloe around to get through most days.

"You know what?," Chloe says. "I'm going to the mall. If you're high when I get back, then I'll know you've made your choice."

Chloe leaves Beca standing in the middle of her room, her bag of weed in one and a lighter in the other.

Beca doesn't know how long she was standing there until her phone ringing brings her out of her daze. She searches for it hoping it's Chloe.

"H-hello," Beca says.

"May I speak to Beca Mitchell, please?," the voice asks.

"This is, um," Beca stammers and clears her throat. "This is Beca Mitchell."

"My name is Rachel Davis and I'm a nurse at Barden Hospital," the voice says. "I'm sorry to report that Chloe Beale has been in an accident and has been admitted to the hospital. You are listed as her emergency contact and we need you to come down to the hospital right away."

"Is, um," Beca takes a deep breath. "Is Chloe okay?"

"I don't have any further information at this time," Rachel tells her. "The doctor can fill you in when you get here."

"Thanks," Beca says with tears in her eyes. "I'll be there as soon as I can."

Beca hangs up and looks at her phone. She wipes her eyes and looks around for her shoes and her keys. She finds both and rushes out of the room. She practically flies down the stairs and is headed for the door when CR grabs her and stops her. CR holds onto both of Beca's arms.

"Hey," CR says. "Where's the fire?"

"Chloe," Beca says. "Hurt. Hospital. Oh, my God!"

"What?," Stacie says rushing over to Beca and CR. "Did you say Chloe was hurt and in the hospital?"

Beca just nods as tears fall down her face.

"Come on," Stacie says to Beca and CR. "I'll drive."

The three girls rush out to Stacie's car and Stacie breaks every driving law known to man to get to the hospital in five minutes. They all jump out and rush inside.

"We're here for Chloe Beale," Stacie tells the nurse.

"Please have a seat and a doctor will be with your shortly," the nurse tells them.

CR helps Beca over to a seat since her legs don't seem to want to work.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God," Beca starts chanting. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let her leave."

"Beca," Stacie says getting the girl's attention. "It was an accident. It's not your fault."

"Yes, it is," Beca says crying. "It is my fault. She left because she was mad at me. Because I keep getting high."

"Are you high right now?," Stacie asks looking at her glassy eyes.

"No," Beca says jerking away from her. "I'm not."

Stacie and CR look at each other and then at Beca. They both shake their heads at the girl and look away from her.

"I'm not," Beca whispers.

"We should call Aubrey," CR says.

"I'll do it," Stacie says and gets up to make the call.

Beca watches her and Stacie looks in her direction once or twice. Stacie finally hangs up and comes back over.

"Aubrey will be here in about an hour," Stacie tells them.

Beca pulls her knees to her chest and puts her arms around her knees, laying her head on top of them. She stays in that position until she hears Stacie call out Aubrey's name. She raises her head and sees Aubrey walking over to them. She just puts her head back down.

"Hey," Aubrey says to Stacie and CR. "How is she?"

"We haven't heard anything yet," Stacie tells her.

"Beca, did you call her parents?," Aubrey asks Beca.

Beca stays in the same position and doesn't look up.

"No," she said her voice muffled by her current position.

"I'm sorry, what?," Aubrey asks leaning down toward her.

"I said, no" Beca said looking up directly into Aubrey's face.

Aubrey pulls back from Beca. She looks at her face and Beca buries it back down on top of her knees. Aubrey sighs and shakes her head.

"I'll call them once we've talked to the doctor," Aubrey says looking at Stacie and CR.

Aubrey sits down and asks if they know what exactly happened. Stacie repeats what she basically told Aubrey on the phone. She quickly looks over at Beca and then back to Aubrey.

"Beca said Chloe left mad at her," Stacie says. "They were arguing about Beca's pot use again."

Aubrey's head jerks over to look at Beca.

"Seriously, Beca?," Aubrey says. "How many times do you need to be told it's not good for you. Now look what getting high has done. God, if it wouldn't hurt Chloe so much, I swear I'd kill you right now."

"Fuck you," Beca mumbles.

"No, fuck you, Beca," Aubrey says. "You know what? You should just leave. We all know if it was a choice between your precious pot and Chloe, you would kick Chloe to the curb."

"You don't know shit," Beca says jumping up and getting in Aubrey's face.

"Oh, really," Aubrey says staring Beca down. "I can look at your eyes and know that you're stoned right now. I know that Chloe was ready to walk if you didn't stop using. I know she's afraid that the pot won't work anymore and you'll move onto something harder to get your high. I know that she's heartbroken that you can't see what you're doing to yourself and to her."

Beca swallows and tears fall from her eyes. She knows what Aubrey says is true but doesn't want to admit it out loud. She sits back down and stares at the wall.

The doctor comes out and calls out "Chloe Beale?"

Aubrey, Stacie and CR rush over to the doctor. Beca just stands up and remains by her chair.

"I wish I had better news," the doctor starts. "Ms. Beale is in a coma but her injuries are so severe, we don't believe she'll make it through the night."

Beca doesn't hear anything else the doctor says. She stands there, numb. She's lost Chloe. Forever.

"This is all your fault," Aubrey yells at her and slaps Beca across the face. "All she wanted was for you to wake up, Beca."

Beca gets another slap, "Come on, Beca. Wake the hell up."

Beca's eyes open and she is staring into the face of Fat Amy, not Aubrey.

"What the fuck?," Beca says looking around.

She is sitting on the floor of her room. Amy is kneeling next to her.

"What happened?," Beca asks.

"I don't know," Amy tells and stands up. "I came in and you were lying on the floor unconscious."

Beca blinks a couple of times and then her eyes widen.

"Chloe," she says.

"What about Chloe?," Amy asks.

"Is she okay?," Beca asks. "Have you heard from Aubrey or the hospital."

"Slow down," Amy says. "Chloe went to the mall with Aubrey and some of the girls. What is this about the hospital?"

"Um, nothing," Beca says looking around confused. "I have to find Chloe."

"Why don't you call her?," Amy asks.

"No," Beca said. "I need to see her. I need to make sure she's okay. Where are my keys?"

"You're in no shape to drive," Amy says picking up Beca's keys. "I'll drive you."

"Okay," Beca said. "Lets' go."

Beca and Amy get in Beca's car and Amy drives to the mall. Beca jumps out and hurries in. Amy takes a minute and shoots Chloe a text.

Amy: Don't know what's going on with Beca but she's here at the mall looking for you

Amy puts her phone away and hurries after Beca. She spots her looking around, running her hands through her hair. She walks over to her.

"Where do you think she is?," Beca asks turning in circles while looking around.

Just then Amy's phone pings and she looks at the message.

Chloe: We're in the food court. Can you get her over here? I'll wait.

Amy: On our way.

"It's lunch time," Amy says. "Let's try the food court. Okay?"

"Yeah," Beca says. "The food court. We'll find her there."

Beca rushes off towards the food court with Amy hurry behind her. When the reach the food court it is crowded but Chloe is standing and watching for them. She sees Beca first and starts heading that way. Beca notices her and starts running toward her. She throws herself into Chloe's arms, crying.

"Thank God," Beca says through her tears. "I thought I'd lost you forever."

"I'm right here, Becs," Chloe says holding onto Beca.

Beca pulls back from Chloe and holds onto her arms.

"I choose you," Beca says. "I will always choose you. It's not going to be easy for me, but as long as you're by my side I know I can do it. Just please, don't ever leave me."

Tears fall from Chloe's eyes and she pulls Beca back into a hug.

"That's all I ever wanted," Chloe says.

She pulls back and looks at Beca. She can tell Beca hasn't smoked recently and her eyes are clear except for the tears that are present. She grabs Beca and pulls her into a kiss. Beca puts her hands around Chloe's waist and pulls her closer, deepening the kiss.

"I love you," Beca says pulling back slightly from the kiss.

"I love you, too," Chloe says with a smile.

Beca liked the high she got when she smoked pot. But the natural high she got from kissing Chloe, was a thousand times better.