A/N: Hello again, everyone! Thank you for being so patient with me. I did try out for The Voice last weekend. Sadly, I got pretty sick right before, so I didn't do too well and didn't make it. Thanks to those who wished me luck. It meant a lot!

I'm glad many of you liked the plot twist. No one really saw it coming, which is what I was aiming for, so I'm glad I did that. For those upset about it not being Staubrey, I never said Jesse was her real soulmate. She could be wrong, but she could also be right. I guess you'll have to keep reading, huh? ;)

For the guest who had the questions about choosing a side, I'm glad you asked! Choosing a side is determined by how a person decides to use their power. If they use them for good, like saving someone's life or helping someone out, their powers are used for good so their side would be Light. If their power is used for injuring someone or possibly taking someone's life and even helping those on the Dark's side, their side would be Dark. It's not necessarily chosen by the type of power, but how the power is used. It's also an accumulation of actions. One action won't determine it, but many will. If they do more actions that are good than bad they will be Light. If they do more bad than good, they will be Dark. Sorry that I made it kind of confusing.

Last chapter's favorite review goes to...OliverWoodLuvr. I'm so glad you really like my story!

Sorry for the long note, once again. As always, I love you all! - Fox

Beca continued to stare at her father. She wasn't able to move from the pure shock, 'Did he know about this the entire time? Does he have a power too?'

"Welcome, Beca," the man who addressed her before smiled. She assumed this man was Chloe's father as he had ginger hair and, from what she had seen so far, his personality was a lot like Chloe's, "We must discuss your actions of the previous night as well as choosing a side if you are ready to do so."

"I-I don't think I'm ready for that, sir," the DJ replied, her eyes never leaving her father.

"No worries," Chloe's father gave her another smile, "There is no rush. Whenever you are ready, you will be able to decide."

"From what I've hears it's a little more complicated than that," Beca mumbled.

He let out a chuckle, "You've heard correctly, then."

Beca began to nervously mess with the hem of her shirt. Chloe noticed and spoke up, "Beca this is my dad, Marcus. He's the leader of the Light council. As you can see, your father's here. I'm sorry we couldn't have told you sooner."

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Beca asked.

Her dad stood up from the table, "Well, Becs, I'm the leader of the Dark council. We didn't know if you would have any powers, and since you didn't show any signs when you were younger, we assumed that was the case. You see, your mother was a regular human without mutation so we assumed you just took after her."

"Do not talk about her," the brunette frowned, "You have no right to talk about her."

"Beca, this is more complicated than you think," John sighed.

Marcus cleared his throat, "John, you may talk with her about this another time. For now, we must discuss bigger problems."

"Wait, if my father's part of the council, does that make me a Royal Blood too?" Beca asked.

Chloe decided to answer, "Not exactly. Since your mom was a regular human, you're only half Royal Blood."

"Why does everything have to be confusing?" Beca complained.

"Girls, we can discuss this later. For now, we need to discuss last night," Marcus interrupted.

"Dad, you know Beca didn't intentionally do this. It's my fault. I wasn't paying attention and we ended up in Dark territory," Chloe sighed.

"I understand, Chloe, but we must teach her the rules of this world. If she does not learn them, she could cause a war, much like the one she nearly caused due to her actions last night," Chloe's father replied, "Now, Beca, because you are undecided, you are not bound to the rules of being a certain territory at the moment. My daughter, however, is. When you two ended up on Dark territory, they had every right to try to force you out. Attacking one of them on their own territory is prohibited, even if you are undecided. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes, sir," Beca continued to mess with her shirt, "I'm sorry, I was just trying to protect Chloe. It was my fault we ended up there. I shouldn't have been distracting her."

"Chloe isn't even supposed to be around you," Marcus frowned, "The Light do not try to influence an undecided, unlike the Dark."

The redhead spoke up, "There's a reason I'm breaking that rule, father."

Marcus' attention turned to his daughter, "And what might that be?"

"Well, you see, this goes back a couple weeks ago. I was walking down the street and Beca bumped into me. When I looked back to see who it was, she apologized quickly, but then I tripped and fell into the road. I would have been hit by a car had she not reached out for me. That's when her powers awakened. She saved my life, and because of that, I owe her my life." Chloe looked at Beca with a smile at this last part.

"And you did not think to tell me this?" he asked, looking back and forth between the two girls.

"I thought I could deal with it before she chose, but then I realized she's actually an amazing person," the ginger girl replied.

Marcus sighed, "Then there is nothing we can do about that situation until you repay the favor. Now, we must deal with the actions that could have caused a war. Luckily, John is understanding."

"This is ridiculous! She should be punished. Her actions were unacceptable. She nearly killed one of our men," someone snapped. Beca's attention went to him, surprised when she saw it was the boy who was playing air guitar to her on her first day at Barden.

"Jesse, enough," John frowned.

Aubrey's eyes had been fixed on him for a while now, but she was unable to say anything the entire time. Eventually, she found the courage to say something, "She did the right thing, Jesse. She was protecting Chloe from someone who was trying to kill her. Had he killed her, there would be a war without discussion."

Jesse's eyes stared into Aubrey's, his expression a mixture of hurt and anger. He was about to speak before he was interrupted.

"And she could have died trying to save me," Chloe chimed in, "She used up a lot of energy. We all know what happens when someone uses too much."

John took this moment to stand and walk over to his daughter, "Is this true, Beca?"

"No, I mean, I'm only in a wheelchair because I thought it would be fun," she said sarcastically.

Her father gave a small smile, "I wish you wouldn't be like that." He took her hand and closed his eyes. Beca was surprised when she saw a white glow coming from his hands to hers. She could feel energy returning to her body.

"Well," John said as he stood up, walking back to his seat, "If this was only to save the life of another when one of our men attacked first rather than escorting them out, then I can see the justice in her actions. I will not propose a war."

Chloe let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, sir."

"Sir, I do not think this a good idea," Jesse looked at him.

"Would you like a war to happen, Jesse. To fight against these people to the death?" John asked.

"No, that's not what I want. I just think she should be punished," the brunette boy crossed his arms.

"This young lady saved the life of my daughter twice now. Do you really think saving a life deserves punishment?" Marcus frowned.

Jesse looked back and forth between the two leaders, "This is unbelievable," he stood up and pushed past the three girls near the door still, looking up at Aubrey as he passed her.

"I am sorry for his actions. He is upset because something similar happened to him when he was still undecided," he glanced at Aubrey who looked down.

"Well, now that everything is settled, you two may go. Chloe, I would like you to stay here for a moment," the ginger man said.

Aubrey and Beca nodded. The younger woman stood up and took the wheelchair back to the lobby, "Thanks for sticking up for me back there," Beca looked at the blonde woman who seemed upset.

She looked up at her and gave a sad smile, "You're welcome."

As they walked out to the car, they saw Jesse leaning against the hood, "I'll let you talk to him if you want to," Beca said as she went to turn the other way.

"Thanks, Beca. Will you wait for Chloe?" Aubrey asked, glancing at her before looking back at Jesse.

"Of course," the brunette smiled, watching the older woman walk away to talk to Jesse. She leaned against the wall by the door.

Chloe watched as her friends left the room without her. The rest of the council left as well. She knew she was probably going to get in trouble for being around Beca and that's what she thought was coming for her.

"I need you to do something for me, Chloe," her father looked out the window.

The redheaded girl looked surprised, "Y-yeah?"

"Keep close to the Bender. We need her on our side. I'm sure the Dark are going to overthrow Mr. Mitchell very soon. He is too soft of a leader for them and I can tell they're getting frustrated. Once that happens, they're going to choose an unforgiving leader," he looked at her very seriously.

"Are you sure? I thought they couldn't do that. Plus, it's against the rules for us to interfere," Chloe looked at him.

"You need to do this. I've seen it, Chloe. You're breaking the rules anyways, so just do this. If they do overthrow Mr. Mitchell, there will be a war. Whoever has a Bender on their side is sure to win. Make sure she makes good decisions with her powers. Stay involved with her," Marcus continued.

"I'm not invol-" Chloe started, her face turning red.

Her father chuckled, "I've seen the way you look at her, Chloe. How you're so quick to defend her. You took the blame before I even said anything."

"I..." she looked down. For once, she was embarrassed.

"Is she the one?" Marcus asked with a knowing look in his eye.

"I think so," she had a small smile on her face.

"Then there's even more of a reason to get her on our side," Marcus smiled at his daughter.

Chloe looked up at him with a grin, "I'll do it."

"Thank you, dear," he gave her a hug, "Now, go on. Make sure she does the right thing."

"Okay," she said, walking back out to her friends.

Marcus watched her go, with a smile.

Aubrey took a deep breath as she walked towards the boy she thought she would be in love with forever. Now she knew they could never be together, "Hi, Jesse."

Jesse looked up at her, looking more sad than angry now, "Hey."

"It's nice to see you," she stood a few feet away from him stifly.

"Yeah, you too," he didn't take his eyes off of her.

There was an awkward silence as they stared at each other for a moment. Neither could believe they were actually talking to each other. Aubrey finally spoke up, "I-I'm sorry."

"For what?" Jesse asked.

"For leaving. I know you wanted to talk to me. I kept refusing," Aubrey looked at her feet for a moment. She looked back up at him, "But you know we can't be together. It's not going to work."

"If you're just going to say the same thing you said to me before, then why are you even here?" he started to get frustrated.

"Because this is my car," Aubrey frowned, "It's not like I wanted this to happen, you know?"

"Well, it's not my fault I had to choose Dark," Jesse sighed.

"It kind of is," the blonde looked him in the eye, "You didn't have to hurt that guy."

"Yes, I did, Aubrey. He was trying to hurt you too," he took a step towards her.

Aubrey took a step backward. She didn't want to get close to him, "No, he wasn't, Jesse. He was just talking to me."

"Right, trying to force himself on you is just talking," he rolled his eyes.

"And I could have easily handled it, but you just had to step in when you were still undecided and made the wrong decision and now you're Dark," Aubrey was trying to remain calm.

"It's not like I wanted to be," Jesse frowned, "You know that I would do anything to be Light. You know I wanted to be with you. I thought we were soulmates."

"Even if we are, we can't be together and you know that," the older woman sighed, "I won't lie, I still care for you, Jesse, but we can't do this. I'm sorry."

"Why can't you just break one rule once in a while?" he asked.

"If we break this rule, you know the consequences," Aubrey looked down, "I don't want it to be this way, trust me. I do love you, Jesse. We just can't-"

" 'We just can't do this.' Yeah, I got it," the brunette boy shook his head, "I'm sorry, too, Bree. I'll wait for you to change your mind." He walked up to her quickly and hugged her, taking the blonde by surprise before walking away.

Chloe walked out of the building just as this happened. She saw Beca leaning against the wall, "What's happening there?"

"They were talking. I'm not really sure, but I wouldn't pry. She looks pretty upset," Beca replied, walking next to the redhead towards the car.

"Hey, Bree. Ready to go?" Chloe asked.

Aubrey nodded, trying to keep her composure, "Yeah, let's go," she said as she got in the driver's seat. Chloe climbed in the back seat with Beca again and they went back to the apartment.

When they got back, Aubrey went straight to her room, "Maybe I should just go back to the dorms while you comfort her?" Beca suggested.

"She's not gonna let me in there," Chloe looked at the closed door, "She doesn't talk to anyone when she gets like this. Not even me."

"I see," Beca looked at the door as well before turning her attention to Chloe, "Did you get in trouble?"

"Huh? Oh, with my dad? Not really. He just asked me to do him a favor," she smiled.

"I'm surprised," the DJ said with raised eyebrows.

The ginger grinned, "Well, once I explained that you saved my life it helped. I also told him that I think you're my soulmate and he knows he can't mess with that."

Beca's face turned red, "You told your dad?"

"No," Chloe laughed, "He kinda guessed. He could tell by the way we both defended each other. And how I was looking at you. I guess it's how my parents used to look at each other before they were really together."

The smaller woman continued to blush, "I can't believe that. Do you think my dad saw too?"

"Probably," the bubbly woman smiled, "There's nothing wrong with it, Becs. He supports it, remember?"

Beca groaned, "I know, but I do not want to talk to him about any of this."

Chloe giggled, "Stop being such a baby."

"I'm not being a baby. It's just embarrassing," she covered her face.

"You think me loving you is embarrassing?" Chloe asked.

"That's not what I meant!" Beca said, thinking she hurt Chloe's feelings.

She giggled again, "I know, silly," she gave her a quick peck on the lips.

Beca rolled her eyes and grinned.

This girl is going to be the death of me.