Title: See Her On The Weekends
Rating: M
Summary: A one night stand has been bothering musician Beca Mitchell for years. She never expects to see her again, until Twitter exchanges and a VIP ticket changes her entire world. G!P Beca. (terrible summary… sorry!)
A/N: I've decided to extend this story longer than the expected chapter count. I don't know how many this will reach before the end, but like I said, there IS a sequel. I know how this story is going to end and where the sequel will pick up. I just got to fill in the blanks. ENJOY! :D
May 3, 2015
The cool morning breeze swept through Chloe's bedroom, dancing across her exposed back as she woke up. She could feel Beca curled into her side, her left arm laying lazily over her back with her head far from the pillow. Chloe carefully turns to face Beca, causing the brunette to mumble in her sleep against Chloe's collarbone.
"No, I don't want to buy another phone."
Chloe's stifles a laugh, running her fingers through Beca's hair.
"Why is there a puppy in the Apple Store?" Beca asks in her sleep as she nuzzles her face into Chloe's chest. "I want puppy. Beckett would want puppy, too."
By this point, Chloe couldn't contain her laughter, her chest shaking from giggling so much, jolting Beca awake.
"Ugh, Chloe. Too early!" Beca groans as she yawns, her eyes looking down when she realizes Chloe's breasts are right under her chin. "Mm boobs."
"You're ridiculous, Beca. My face is up here." Chloe jokes, Beca lifting her head and earning herself a soft kiss on the forehead.
"Your face is pretty." Beca smiles as sleep still laces her voice. "I like your face."
"And I like yours," Chloe replies. The sound of footsteps emit from the hall and Chloe knows that Stacie and Aubrey were here already.
"Mommy!" Beckett yells as he comes running into the bedroom, jumping on the bed and landing on Beca causing the brunette to fully wake up. "Momma!"
"Hey buddy," Chloe says, her cheeks turning red as she pulls the covers over her and Beca's naked bodies. Beca rolls onto her back, gripping the sheets over her collarbones, embarrassment washing over her.
"We go to park?" Beckett asks, invading their personal space.
"Of course, munchkin." Beca smiles. "Can mommy and momma get ready first?"
"Kay!" Beckett excitedly jumps off of the bed, running out of the room just as Aubrey and Stacie come walking in.
"Shield your eyes!" Aubrey screams, throwing her hand over Stacie's eyes.
"Really, guys?" Chloe shakes her head.
"Okay, well glad to see that your night together was well spent. We're just going to walk away," Stacie nods her head ushering Aubrey away from the door, closing it as they walk away.
Beca shakes her head, chuckling before leaning over and kissing Chloe on the cheek. "I guess we have to get up."
xxx
Beca and Stacie watched as Chloe played with Beckett on the playground. Chloe was chasing Beckett around the structures, hands sticking out, screaming "I'm gonna get you!". Beckett is laughing his little butt off as he runs away from his mom.
"Chloe told me she thinks she loves me," Beca blurted out as they continued watching.
Stacie holds her hand up in front of Beca's face and breaks her eyes away from the playground to look at Beca.
"Hold up, now. WHAT?"
"Last night, she thought I was sleeping and said 'I think I love you' to me." Beca repeats.
"Did you tell her how you felt? Because you're not fooling anyone. It's perfectly clear to me AND Aubrey that you love her."
"Kind of. She was asleep by the time I replied," Beca shrugs.
"You need to tell her, Beca." Stacie deadpans.
"I know..." Beca bites on her lip before looking at her best friend. "You ever going to tell Aubrey you like her?"
"That's not relevant."
"Why not?" Beca raises an eyebrow.
"Because unlike you, I have to go back to LA. I mean, I do live there still." Stacie explains and Beca's face falls when she realizes that Stacie's right.
Beca didn't know what she was going to do without her best friend around. They had been almost inseparable for six years, since Beca had moved to California. She felt sad knowing they were going to be spending a lot of time apart now that she had moved to San Francisco.
"You should still tell her," Beca says softly.
"Maybe," Stacie shrugs.
"When are you going back?"
"In a couple of days. I'm going to talk to the label and see if you can just release a few singles before committing to a full blown album. You have your family that you need to worry about. Everything's new and I know you don't want to spend all of this time away when you just got them." Stacie explains, and she meant it. She knew Beca was dreading telling Chloe that she'd soon have to be gone for months on end to work on an album. If they could push back the date, it'd allow Beca more time to spend with her family and get settled before ripping her away and back to work.
"You're the best. I don't know what I'd do without you." Beca smiles wrapping her arm around her best and resting her head on Stacie's shoulder.
"Probably die because you would have never learned to cook anything but Ramen if it weren't for me." Stacie jokes.
"You're so right," Beca laughs as she pulls away from Stacie. Her eyes avert to the playground, Chloe and Beckett now at the swing sets. Beca watches them closely, feeling her heart warm in her chest with every giggle and play-scream that comes from Beckett's mouth.
"You're going to tell her, right?" She hears Stacie's voice.
"Yeah..." Beca said, unsure of herself.
"You don't sound too sure about that, Becs."
"I just... You know me, I'm bad at talking about my feelings." Beca groans.
"You'll find a way, you always do." Stacie smiles as she sees Beckett running up to them.
"Momma, come play!" He squeals as he reaches Beca, wrapping his arms around her legs.
"Okay, munchkin." Beca smiles, picking Beckett up off the ground and walking over to where Chloe was standing on the playground.
xxx
Stacie had decided to part ways with the couple and Beckett when Aubrey got off of work. They were currently driving to Beca's dad's house, seeing as Beca had told them two weeks prior that he'd get to meet his grandson. Beckett was asleep in the car seat, having listened to one of Beca's songs and passing out instantly. Chloe was right when she said that Beckett couldn't nap without Beca's music because they had tried a handful of songs before and he stayed awake through all of them.
Chloe was mindlessly grazing her fingers over Beca's knuckles, thinking of the previous night. She had told a sleeping Beca that she thought she loved her, but it was very obvious to the redhead that it was indeed love. She didn't know if she should bring it up now because as she stares at Beca, she notices how nervous the brunette is.
"So, I think Stacie is going to tell Aubrey she likes her." Beca says, making light conversation and trying to shake the nerves of what her fathers reaction to meeting Beckett is going to be.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I first noticed it the day that we got together. They drove to your house together," Beca smirks.
"Oh wow." Chloe didn't even realize that that was the case.
"Stacie says nothing happened, but I know that look on her face when she has a crush. I told her she should tell Aubrey."
"I think they'd be cute together." Chloe smiles, "but not as cute as us."
"You're only saying that because we have an adorable ass son."
"Language, Rebeca Emily Mitchell!" Chloe says in her 'mom' voice.
"I regret ever telling you my full name," Beca deadpans. "And Beckett's asleep. Calm down, Chloe Michelle Beale."
Chloe shakes her head at Beca's emphasis of her middle name. She looks back at Beckett who is passed out in the back, mouth wide open and his sippy cup in his left hand. She smiles, noticing that he got Beca's left-handedness.
Beca pulls the car into the driveway and sees Emily's car parked on the other side. She silently thanks god because Emily was a good catalyst for when her dad got overbearing.
Chloe unbuckles her seatbelt and goes to the back and softly wakes Beckett up.
"Hey, bubba."
"Hi mommy. Where we?" Beckett replies sleepily, rubbing his eyes and dropping his empty sippy cup on the car floor.
"We're at momma's parents' house." Chloe unbuckles Beckett who is still half awake and picks him up. "So like grandpa and grandma's house."
"Okay," Beckett yawns as he falls back asleep against Chloe's chest.
They walk to the front door, Beca ringing the doorbell since Chloe's hands were full and patiently wait. They hear the deadbolt click and the door swung open revealing Emily.
"Hey, sis!" Beca smiles.
"Hey, Becs!" Emily exclaims happily before looking to Chloe and Beckett. "You must be Chloe. I'm Emily. I'd shake your hand but they seem to be full of an adorable little child! Is this Beckett?"
"No, just some kid Chloe accidentally picked up from the playground." Beca jokes.
"Right, obvious," Emily laughs. "Well, Mom and Dad are in the kitchen."
Beca nods and Emily lets them in the house. They make the short walk to the kitchen, Beca clearing her throat to signal her arrival.
"Hey dad," Beca speaks up.
"Beca! Hey!" Beca's dad stands up and engulfs her in a hug. He turns to Chloe and smiles. "You must be Chloe. Beca's told me a lot about you."
"Daaaaaad." Beca groans.
"What? You do!" He laughs. "I'm Warren. Is this my grandson?"
"Yes, sir." Chloe says, brushing Beckett's hair out of his face and trying to wake him up.
"He's so adorable! Beca, he looks just like you when you were a baby!" Warren is ecstatic.
Beckett slowly wakes up, opening and closing his mouth a few times before his eyes land on Warren.
"Hi, who you?" Beckett smiles sleepily.
"I'm your grandpa! And this," Warren motions for Beca's stepmom Katherine to come over there. "Is your grandma."
"Hi little guy!" Katherine says happily. "Oh, Beca he's so cute."
Beckett looks at the two older adults before reaching for Beca. Chloe hands him over and smiles as he looks shyly at Beca.
"Momma, is Papa and Grammy?" Beckett asks, holding his tiny hands to his face.
"If that's what you want to call them, munchkin." Beca replies kissing his forehead.
"Beca, you should go introduce your son to his aunt!" Katherine exclaims. "We want to get to know your girlfriend here. Go on!"
Beca shakes her head, chuckling lightly. She looks at Chloe, making sure she was okay with talking to her parents without her there. Chloe nods, leaning forward and kissing Beca and Beckett on their cheeks. Beca's face flushes red as she smiles, taking Beckett upstairs to meet Emily.
"Would you like anything to drink?" Warren asks, moving further into the kitchen as Chloe takes a seat.
"Water is fine." Chloe replies softly.
"So, Beca tells me that you two are in a relationship together?"
"Yes, sir." Chloe replies with a firm nod.
"Is there any reason it took so long for Beca to know about her son? I'm not trying to be rude, here, just curious." Warren asks as he sets down the glass of water in front of Chloe.
"Uhm, well." Chloe gulps loudly, the nervousness settling in. "I was scared to tell her immediately because she's famous, you know? It was the start of her career when I found out and I didn't want it to ruin anything so I waited. And surprisingly she was okay with that. She didn't know if she was ready when she met him almost a month ago, but she's such a great mom and I am really glad she's in his life."
"What do you do for work?" Warren asks.
"Oh, I'm a professional photographer. According to Stacie, that's how I got into Beca's show last month." Chloe blushes, remembering the day she told Beca about her son.
"Do you two live together?" Katherine asks, knowing Beca said she had moved out to San Francisco, but not much more than that.
"Oh god, no." Chloe hears sighs of relief. "No, Beca bought her own house. It's too early for something like that, I think." Chloe admits. "I know it'll kind of be hard on Beckett to not have us live together, but she's only a few minutes away from my house, so it should be okay."
"I'm glad things are working out so far." Warren smiles. "You two seriously made the cutest kid ever."
"Thanks," Chloe smiles.
Meanwhile...
Beckett had completely taken to Emily, and Beca was almost jealous because Beckett hadn't paid any mind to her. Beca had brought some of Beckett's Legos along with them, and he and Emily were building a house together.
"I want the blue one," Beckett states while sitting on the ground, reaching for the blue Lego in Emily's hand. Emily chuckles and hands it over, watching as Beckett places it on the house they built.
"Do you think she's okay down there?" Beca asks, concerned that her parents had kept Chloe for an elongated period of time.
"They're probably just showing her embarrassing photos of you."
"Oh HEL- HECK NO." Beca catches her little slip up before standing up. "Beckett, keep playing with Autie Em. Momma will be right back."
Beckett seems totally un-phased by this, too engrossed with his Legos and Emily to notice that Beca had left the room.
"Can we build car next?" Beckett smiles as he holds up a Lego wheel.
"Whatever you want, little dude."
Beca swiftly makes her way down the stairs, turning the corner and running into the kitchen. Beca's parents were, indeed, showing Chloe all of Beca's baby photos. Chloe turns around to see Beca, horrified look on her face, the picture of Beca with her pants on her head and wearing one of her mom's high heels when she was 2 years old in plain sight.
"Hey, you okay? Where's Beckett?" Chloe asks, concern lacing her voice.
Beca shakes out of her head, "He's playing with Emily. He adores the shit out of her already."
"REBECA EMILY MITCHELL." Warren, Katherine, and Chloe yell in unison. "LANGUAGE."
"Oh my gooood," Beca groans, shaking her head and putting her hand up to her face. "You're all ridiculous."
Beca turns to face her dad and stepmom, "I can't believe you broke out the baby pictures. That's unfair!"
"Chloe wanted to see what you looked like as a baby!" Katherine defends. "She showed us pictures of Beckett when he was young and you guys are practically spitting images of each other."
Beca sighs, looking at the photo sitting on the kitchen table. She did have to admit, after looking through all of Beckett's baby photos, that they were practically twins.
"You're impossible," Beca says as she walks up next to where Chloe is sitting, her hand resting on her girlfriend's back. Chloe sinks into the feeling, earning happy looks from Warren and Katherine from across the table.
"You guys make a great couple," they say together as they look at Beca and Chloe who are completely and totally glowing in each other's presence.
xxx
Stacie parks Beca's car in front of Aubrey's condo, sighing as she remembers the conversation she had with Beca earlier. She knew she should tell Aubrey how she felt but she didn't know if it was the right thing to do. She thought about Beca and if this is how she felt when dealing with her feelings for Chloe. The distance was something that unlike Beca, Stacie couldn't really change. Well, she could but Stacie's entire life and job had been based around LA.
She knows she could easily move to San Francisco being Beca's manager and all, but she'd still have to leave more to take care of things like dealing with the press, or talking with the record label when it came to what Beca would be doing next. She envied Beca in that aspect, not having to be present whenever something came up regarding her fame and her work. Not that working for Beca was all that bad, she loved spending the majority of her time with her best friend.
But all of that was about to change now that Beca lived in San Francisco and the thought scared her. She didn't know how she'd make it through with Beca being five hours away. She'd miss walking into Beca's house and helping her compose songs when she had writers block, or the times when they stayed up all night eating pizza and watching movies much to Beca's dislike.
All of their fun times were going to be few and far between, and Stacie was saddened to think that their friendship was going to be mainly business related. She was happy though, that Beca was putting her family first and as her manager, she would make sure Beca's work didn't consume her life.
Maybe she should just move to San Francisco. What's a few trips a month to LA? Compared to not being around Beca, nothing. On top of that, there was Aubrey. She never meant to grow feelings for the lawyer, but with how much time they had been spending together while Chloe and Beca did their own thing, she couldn't stop it from happening. She really did enjoy the blonde's presence, and her heart melted whenever she watched Aubrey interact with Beckett. She never expected the blonde to do so well with children, most people in Aubrey's profession that Stacie had met despised children. But not Aubrey, she was different, she was special.
Stacie's thoughts are shaken when she hears a tap on the car window. She jumps, startled at the sound and she looks over to see the girl she had pining over for the last few weeks.
"You going to sit there all day?" Aubrey's muffled voice says from outside of the car, a small smile forming on her lips.
Stacie shakes her head, chuckling lightly to herself as she kills the engine and gets out of the car, Aubrey stepping aside to let her exit.
"Sorry, I was just thinking." Stacie says, her face sporting an upset look.
"You want to talk about it? I just made coffee!" Aubrey smiles.
"It's almost 5PM..."
"What's wrong with coffee in the evening?" Aubrey defends.
"Do you ever sleep, lawyer girl?" Stacie jokes, knowing Aubrey crams cases all night since she usually spends her days watching Beckett.
"Not really, no." Aubrey says, thinking about it. "But so worth it when you have a godson like Beckett."
"True, he is a very adorable kid."
"That he is," Aubrey says, grabbing Stacie's arm. "Come on, let's go inside and we can talk about what's going on in that pretty little head of yours."
They walk inside of Aubrey's house and Stacie takes a seat at Aubrey's kitchen table while Aubrey fetches a mug of coffee.
"So what's bothering you?" Aubrey asks as she lays the mug down next to Stacie.
"I'm dreading going back to LA," Stacie admits, taking a sip of the hot drink, avoiding eye contact with Aubrey. She knew where this conversation was probably heading and she didn't know how she was going to be able to handle it.
"You're going to miss Beca, huh?" Aubrey acknowledges Stacie's sad look.
"Yeah… Definitely. But uh, there's something else."
"I'm all ears," Aubrey reaches across the table and places her hand on top of Stacie's, causing the brunette's breathing to hitch.
"Aubrey, I-"
Sorry for the cliffhanger. But not really ;)