By mid-morning, Beca was in the studio. She wanted to continue mixing the songs Quinn had chosen for the solo EP. She needed to get her back in the booth and get the project back on schedule. As she laid down the tracks, her mind wandered to the previous night and this morning.

Her body felt amazing. She was spent, the tension that had been building between them dissipated. Sexually she knew Quinn had found and pushed buttons she didn't realize she had. She was grateful for that. If she thought about the way Quinn made her feel for too long, her body would betray her. She would feel herself blush, her desire pooling between her legs. But her emotions hadn't caught up yet. She knew she felt something for Quinn but she couldn't say what.

As the day wore on, she got more and more into the music. By 6:00pm, she realized she had to quit. She had a Skype call scheduled with Chloe at 7:00pm. She had made a decision today. She decided to confess everything to Chloe. Everything. Chloe was her bestie, she had been able to tell her anything when they were together. She missed that, missed Chloe. It was true that she had been feeling them grow apart lately, and hoped this talk would bring them back to where Beca thought they should be. She needed her friend. So she resolved to tell Chloe all of it and hoped Chloe could help her decipher everything she was feeling. It would mean admitting to Chloe that she'd had sex with Quinn, but she thought Chloe would be okay with it. It didn't mean she was gay after all.

The call connected and Beca saw Chloe's beautiful face light up the screen. She couldn't help herself, she grinned from ear to ear at the sight of her bestie. Chloe returned the favor, her smile shining through and lighting up Beca's heart.

"Hey Chlo", Beca smiled, "I'm missing you."

"Aw, Becs, I miss you too, like really bad, " Chloe admitted.

"I've got something I really need to talk to you about."

"Yeah, I've got something to tell you too," Chloe beamed.

"You go first," Beca smiled back.

"Have you picked up your email yet? There's going to be a Bellas reunion, right before classes start in the fall!" It was two months away but Chloe was beside herself. She was already so excited to see everyone again. Especially Beca, of course.

She had been thinking long and hard over the last month about Beca, about what Beca meant to her, how much she missed her. She had finally come to terms with what she had been denying for far too long. She loved Beca, was in love with Beca. She knew this revelation had to be dealt with in person. Face to face. The reunion announcement provided the perfect opportunity. She would admit everything to Beca, and was pretty certain Beca felt the same way. She couldn't wait.

"Wow, really Chloe? That's awesome! I can't wait to see you!" Beca was giddy. "It's gonna be so much fun getting together again. I didn't realize how much I needed you guys until I didn't have you."

Chloe's heart soared. It was just the reaction she needed from Beca. She wanted to tell her right then how she felt. "I feel the same way, Becs," she said instead, hoping Beca could read between the lines. "What did you want to talk about?"

"I, um, well...," Beca started, hesitated, looked down, trying to find the right words. Why is this so hard she thought. It's Chloe, she gets me. Chloe waited patiently. Beca's struggles to express her feelings was one of the things so endearing about her.

"I met someone."

Chloe's heart skipped in her chest. This was not what she expected. What was it with their timing anyway? It seemed just when they were on the cusp of really connecting with each other, fate, life, whatever, intervened and pulled them apart again. She hated it, especially now that she had recognized and put a name to her feelings for Beca. She tried to make her voice cheery and light. "Really? What's his name? What's he like? Where'd you meet him? Tell me everything!" She hoped she sounded like the enthusiastic best friend she was supposed to be, but inside, she died a little.

"Um, her name is Quinn." Beca threw it out there before she could change her mind.

"Quinn? As in Quinn MacKenzie?" Chloe was stunned. She knew Beca had been working with Quinn. When Beca had first told her she had been assigned a project with Quinn, Chloe remembered what had happened at the Grammys. Warning bells went off then, but as the weeks passed, she willed herself to stop worrying about it, confident Beca would never sleep with a woman unless it was her. "How serious is it Becs?"

"I don't know Chlo. We've been working together a few weeks now and everything was going smoothly, you know, normal. A couple days ago when we were on a break, she kissed me. Like out of the blue. On the mouth."

"What did you do Beca?" Chloe worked hard to not let her voice crack.

"I kissed her back. Hard. I don't know why I did, I just did. She's always kind of had an effect on me. Ever since the Grammys. I really wanted to kiss her, so I did."

Chloe could feel the tears start coming. She looked down quickly to conceal them and cleared her throat. "Then what happened?"

"Well honestly, she pretty much walked out after that. It really pissed me off, like she was playing with me or something. She missed her studio session yesterday and I really lost my temper. I drove to her house to tell her off. We ended up shouting at each other. I actually told her to find another producer. The next thing I knew I was in her arms asking her to take me to bed."

Chloe didn't think she could take hearing any more. Her voice was barely a whisper. "And did she...take you to bed?"

"Yeah. She did. We did. Chlo, I swear to god, I didn't think it was possible for me to respond to a woman sexually. I mean I'm straight, right? I don't know if it's because she knows just how to touch a woman or what, but she rocked me to my core. Twice last night and again in the shower this morning. Do you think this means I'm gay? Have I always been and never realized it? Or do you think it's just a thing with Quinn? I'm going crazy trying to figure all this out on my own."

It was too much. Chloe couldn't hold the tears in any more. "Becs, can you give me a sec, I'll be right back." She moved out of camera and ran to the bathroom. She vomited in the toilet, sobs taking over after. She knew she had to pull it together, Beca was waiting for her. She splashed water on her face, dried her tears and took a really deep breath. She went back to her laptop.

Beca could tell something was wrong. "Chlo? What's wrong? Are you crying?"

"No, no, I'm not crying. I haven't been feeling well today and just had to run to the bathroom and throw up. Probably some bug going around. I'm sorry Beca, you were asking about being gay?"

"If you're not feeling well, we can cut this short. I'm sorry, Chloe, I didn't mean to dump all this on you. I just needed you to talk to. No one else understands me like you do."

Chloe answered her as honestly as she could in the moment. "I don't know what it means, Becs. I need some time to wrap my head around it. What I do know for sure," she paused, having to bite her lip to keep it from quivering, "is that it doesn't change how I feel about you."

Beca exhaled. She hadn't realized she'd been holding her breath waiting for Chloe's response. The relief she felt hearing Chloe's words was palpable. Her eyes filled with tears of her own, "I love you Chlo." God, she missed her friend.

"I love you too, Becs," Chloe whispered.

"I'll talk to you soon, okay? Please take care of yourself. Get better."

"Bye, Beca"

The call ended, the connection lost.