Aubrey and Jesse were practically running inside of the police station the next morning. Aubrey hadn't really gotten much sleep the previous night, with her mind on Chloe and Beca's where about, and Jesse's constant snoring, it's a wonder how she got any sleep at all really. Aubrey quickly led Jesse into the direction of the secretary, who was sitting at her desk enjoying a coffee.
"Excuse me; I need information on the red convertible that was found a couple of days ago." Aubrey immediately spat out, making the lady at her desk practically jump from the sudden screaming that had just taken place.
"I'm sorry, you'll have to be more specific, we find lots of red convertibles around here." The lady replied in a snobby tone, that didn't go unnoticed by Aubrey.
"Well, this specific convertible was abandoned, and totalled a couple of days ago, and not far from here I assume." Aubrey rolled her eyes when she saw how slowly the lady was working behind her computer. "Could you maybe hurry up, we're in a bit of a hurry and…" Aubrey was immediately cut off by Jesse, who pushed himself in front of her.
"What she means to say is, that specific convertible that we're looking for, belongs to a really good friend of ours, who has been missing for a couple of days. See she came down here with my best friend, who had a blind date, and neither of them have texted us in two days and…" Jesse stopped talking when it was obvious the other woman wasn't listening.
"That all sounds very interesting, but you'll have to wait for a while; all of our current officers are busy assisting other people at the moment. Please take a seat and I'll send someone…" The lady didn't even get a chance to finish her full sentence before Aubrey had decided she had enough of this current charade going on.
"Listen here you little bitch, I'm sorry that you hate your job enough to be taking it out on other people, but fact of the matter is my best friend could very well be in danger and the longer you sit here on your lazy ass playing games with us, the less likely she is to still be alive, now is that something you want on your conscious?" Aubrey stared intently at the secretary, the blonde's eye were daring the other woman to argue with her.
It was obvious that Aubrey Posen was no pushover; she wasn't one to take shit from other people. But when it came to a person she really cared about, or in this case, people (though she'll never admit that to anyone aloud) she really cared about, her mama bear side would come out, and if there was one thing you should be afraid of ever seeing, it's Aubrey Posen's motherly instincts.
"Well, do I need to repeat myself, or would it be easier for me to go directly to your lieutenant and inform them on what a help you've been?" Aubrey said if a cold tone that even sent shivers down Jesse's spine.
Before the woman could even reply, a police officer appeared behind her, smiling.
"Everything alright here misses, I could hear commotion coming from my office, is there anything I can assist you with this morning," the man asked.
"Yes actually, I'm looking for information on a red convertible that was found two days back, I believe it might belong to my best friend…" before Aubrey could even give the officer Chloe's name, he cut her off.
"Chloe Beale," he asked.
"Yeah, that's her." Aubrey's stomach turned when she heard her best friend's name escape the man's lips.
"I was actually one of the officers who found the car, come with me and we'll see if we can dig anything up for you." The officer led the way to his office, and took a seat behind his desk gesturing for Aubrey and Jesse to take one as well.
"When we found the car, it was empty. My partner and I decided to look around houses and hotels that were nearby, in case she needed a place to stay for the night. The man who called in the car crash said he heard the accident around two am…" Before he could continue on, Aubrey cut him off and looked over at Jesse.
"Chloe sent me her last text message that night that said…" Aubrey trailed off as she pulled her phone out and scrolled to her best friend's name. "She sent it at twelve fifty-seven am and it says 'Hey, just in bed waiting for a call from Beca that she's alright, I'll text you in the morning. Goodnight Bre! Xoxo,'which means something, must have happened between the time she sent me this text and two am to make her leave her hotel room." Aubrey said to no one in particular.
Jesse looked over at Aubrey, jaw agape as he came to a sudden realization.
"Wait what if she went looking for Beca and her car crashed some place close…" Aubrey immediately cut Jesse off.
"To Jane's house…" Aubrey and Jesse both looked at each other in amazement, like they had just solved a fifty year old mystery. "If she was on her way to Jane's house, and her car crashed somewhere close to there, then maybe we can go look around. If we find Jane's house, then we find Chloe and Beca." Aubrey quickly stood up from the chair she was sitting in. "Sir, where exactly did you find her car," she asked the officer.
"About a twenty minute drive from here, by the intersection Church Avenue and Jarvis street, she crashed right in front of a farm." The officer informed them both. "I'm confused though, are you implying that your friend is missing, because she's being held captive in some girl's house?" The man raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Yes, long story short my one friend had a blind date with this girl named Violet that she met off of tumblr and…" The officer cut Aubrey off.
"Tumblr…?" The man asked, confused.
"Yes they started talking to each other on anonymous; don't ask me why because I have no idea, personally I would never trust someone on anonymous but you know Beca…" Jesse shook his head and cut the blonde off.
"Aubrey, try and stay focused," Jesse pleaded.
"Right, well my other friend Chloe, the owner of the car, went with her. Chloe was supposed to text me two days ago but never did, and I know what Chloe is like, she would find anyway to contact me and let me know she was alright, if she was alright. Anyways I found Violet's blog through Beca's, and I have reason to believe the girl Violet that Beca went on a date with, is actually Jane Header, that psycho girl who has been missing since 2011." Aubrey quickly finished, making the officers head spin.
"Wait," the man suddenly replied. "There was this odd girl that my partner and I questioned not far down the road from where your friend's car crashed, maybe she…" Aubrey immediately cut the man off when she pulled a piece of paper from her purse.
"Is this the girl?" She shoved the missing person's poster in the man's face and watched as his eyes grow wide with fear.
"Yeah…yeah that's her!" The man shot out. "That's definitely her, only she has blonde hair!"
"What was her address?" Aubrey almost choked on her own saliva when she came to the realization of what this meant; she was right all along, but if Jane had Chloe and Beca, what did that mean for both girl's, were they still alive, and if so, for how much longer?
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Chloe's eyes flickered open and she had a huge smile spread across her face, she looked around and immediately sighed as the realization hit her of where she was.
"It was only just a dream," she whispered.
"Huh," Beca shuffled in her spot, where the redhead was currently snuggled into her side.
"I had a happy dream, and woke up to find out it wasn't real. I hate when that happens," Chloe frowned.
"I'm sorry Chloe, what was your dream about?" Chloe lifted herself off Beca, and both of the girls leaned up against the concrete wall.
"It's stupid, don't even worry about it." Chloe shut the brunette down, not wanting to reveal what had happened in her dream.
"No, when it has to do with you, it's never stupid. Now tell me, please." Beca smiled at Chloe, even though she knew the redhead wouldn't really be able to see it, she still felt as though she deserved it.
"Well," Chloe sighed. "We were back at Barden, and at a Bella's rehearsal, and when it ended you pulled me to the side and told me I meant a lot to you and that we would be friends forever, no matter what, and it was just nice I guess," Chlo shrugged.
Beca's stomach fluttered as the redhead continued on with her dream. Her feelings towards Chloe were becoming more and more obvious each time they spoke, yet somehow Chloe was oblivious to them, or at least she played it like she was.
"Chlo…" Beca cut her off in mid-sentence. "You do know that dream was mostly true, right?"
"What do you mean mostly?"
"Well aside from the fact we're in some psycho's basement, and not at Barden." Beca laughed when the redhead playfully slapped her. "That you do mean a lot to me, but the thing is, I don't want to be friends forever."
Chloe frowned when she heard the words escape the DJ's mouth, cautiously.
"You mean a lot to me, and I was hoping…" Beca cut herself off when she heard the basement door open, and a light flickered on. Beca quickly looked over at Chloe, and gave the redhead a nod. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you," she quickly said.
She then looked over at Violet, who had a big smile plastered on her face.
"The time has come my sweet. Today we wed, and get rid of this redheaded bitch for good," she shot Chloe a look. Beca nearly choked when she heard what Violet had said.
"I thought the wedding wasn't going to be for a few days?" She quickly replied.
"Yes well you see, I didn't feel like waiting to marry you, so I was up all night, and got everything prepared, so now we don't have to wait, we can start spending the rest of our lives together after today." Violet leaned in, and slowly pressed her lips to Beca's, making the brunette shudder. "Now, I even went out and got you a gun for the special occasion, so you don't have to get your hands dirty. Before you think anything, I have one for myself, so no funny business." Violet pointed out before Beca could even comprehend what she had just said to her.
"Now, I will go grab you the gun, you can kill her, and then we can move on with getting married." Violet went to walk away. Beca looked over at Chloe who had tears pouring down her face she then looked back at Violet again.
"Stop," Beca shouted. Violet spun around and locked eyes with the brunette.
"Yes, my love?" Violet asked in a toe that sent chills down Beca's body.
"Let's wait to kill her till after the wedding. It wouldn't make sense to give you your wedding gift before we get married." Beca said in a low voice, attempting to keep the charade on without the blonde noticing.
"No, I don't mind receiving it before, and I really don't want her alive during our wedding to be honest, so I'd prefer to do it now." Violet smiled at Beca before turning around to walk away again.
"Stop, I can't do it." Beca yelled. Violet stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face both women once again.
"Excuse me, you promised you would kill her if I didn't; now you're going to do it or I will." Violet went to walk away again but was stopped by something she did not expect to hear, nor did she ever want to hear.
"You can't kill her because I love her," Beca spat out without any hesitation. Chloe looked over at Beca, eyes wide. Now normally this would be something that would send the redhead in a jumping for joy fit, but in this case, it sent her doing the opposite.
"You what," Violet hissed.
"Please Violet, just let her go and keep me here, we can run away, just please don't kill her," Beca cried.
Violet stared Beca down before slightly turning her head in Chloe's direction.
"This is your fault, you should have just stayed away and let Beca and I live happily together." Violet quickly approached her, fists clenched.
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"This is the house, 55 Church Avenue." Aubrey said as she slowly pulled to the end of the drive way, not wanting to pull in all the way.
"Aubrey, we should have stayed at the station like the cop said, and let him deal with this," Jesse frowned.
"What good is he, Jesse? He said he would come check it out, and that's it. You and I both know Chloe and Beca are here, and if we don't do something about it soon, they could end up dead." Aubrey informed him.
"Well looks like the cop is waiting for someone to answer the door," Jesse pointed towards the cop who stood patiently waiting by the front door.
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Violet raised her fist and smacked Chloe over the head, full force. Chloe let out a loud yelp when Violet began to kick her in her already cracked ribs.
"Violet stop," Beca cried out, pleading, not being able to handle watching the girl she loved being beaten to a pulp. "You're hurting her, stop."
Violet pulled away from the redhead and looked over at Beca, eyes wide with anger.
"You're right, time to put her out of her misery." Violet breathed out a shaky breath. She turned around and quickly walked towards the stairs.
"No, please just let her go," Beca screamed. Violet stopped and looked at Beca.
"You'll thank me for this later when we're happy together." She said before quickly making her way up the stairs.
Beca moved her body to Chloe as she cried.
"Chloe, come here, I'll protect you," Beca cried.
"No Beca, there's nothing you can do for me," Chloe's body convulsed as she cried uncontrollably.
"Chloe, come here." Beca shot out, attempting to get through to her. It worked, Chloe finally looked at Beca, and their eyes locked. "I promise, I will never let anything happen to you, I love you Chloe Beale." Beca's eyes searched Chloe's eyes as she brought her lips closer and closer. "I will die before I let anyone harm you." Beca finished as she finally connected their lips.
The kiss was unexpected by both, but at the same time, it felt like it was meant to happen. Their lips moved in sync as Beca brought her body as close to Chloe's as possible. Beca didn't let up, she needed to be close to Chloe, she needed Chloe to know how she feels in case anything happened, and she needed Chloe to know how much she truly meant to her.
Both of them pulled back, both of their eyes remained closed as they rested their foreheads against one another, both feeling the warm air escaping their mouths. Chloe eventually opened her eyes and stared deeply into the brunette's deep blue orbs.
"I love you too Beca and it's because I love you that I won't let you get hurt because of me." Chloe whispered before pressing their lips together once more, deepening the kiss, wanting to be as close to Beca as possible in her last moments alive.
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The officer went to knock for a third time, but before he could he heard a loud crash come from inside. Without hesitation, he slowly opened the door and let himself in.
"What's he doing, did the idiot just let himself inside?" Aubrey shot out.
"Yeah, so movie cliché if you ask me…" Jesse started but stopped when he saw the glare he was getting from the blonde.
"The moron is going to get himself killed, what part of 'she's a psycho' doesn't he understand?" Aubrey rolled her eyes.
Both Aubrey and Jesse jumped out of their seats when they heard a loud gunshot being fired, followed by another.
"Shit," Aubrey hissed. "Let's go," She said without hesitation as she got out of her car.
"Aubrey what if it's not what we think? What if she has a gun, we're going in there unarmed." Jesse grabbed her arm, stopping her dead in her tracks.
"There's one of her, and two of us, we should be fine." Aubrey yanked her arm away from Jesse and ran off. Jesse shook his head and quickly opened the trunk of her car. He smiled when he saw a crowbar casually sitting in the back.
"This should do." He quickly grabbed the crowbar and chased after Aubrey, before she could do anything stupid that would get her, if not them both killed.