A/N: Well again you get two chapters in one weekend, lucky you No actual sexy fun times in this chapter, but…well, you'll see. I'm out of town next weekend, so there won't be any updates then (but I may try writing during the week, so stay tuned just in case).

Disclaimer: I don't own PP or PP2 and only like to dabble in their universe (no disrespect intended).

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Beca dropped onto her back next to Emily panting lightly, a thin sheen of sweat slowly cooling on her body. She stretched her arm out, pulling the younger girl against her body, her hand absently stroking up and down her bare side as they both caught their breath.

Emily cuddled against Beca's side letting out a small, contented sigh, "Is it always going to be like this?"

Beca twisted their bodies a little to look at the girl against her, "Like what Ems?"

Emily buried her face against Beca's neck and whispered, "The sex, is it always going to be this good?"

Beca started grinning like an idiot before schooling her look and brushing a finger underneath Emily's chin so she'd look up at her, "Talk to me Ems, what do mean?"

Emily sighed as she moved her head back against Beca's shoulder, curling herself more tightly against the smaller woman, "I've never…well nobody's ever…I mean.." She huffed against Beca's neck, sending a shiver down her spine, "Uggh. I've had sex twice with guys and of course I've…I've touched myself, but it's never been like that. I've never stopped breathing before. It's never felt that good before."

Beca rested her cheek against the top of Emily's head, "I don't know Ems, but I promise you that I'll do my best to try and make it feel that good every time."

Emily started tracing random patterns over Beca's stomach, "Is it, ummm, has it been good for you too?"

Beca chuckled into Emily's hair as she kissed the top of her head, "Mmmhmmm, you could say that."

Emily pinched Beca's side, "Hey!"

Beca just pulled the girl tighter against her, "Seriously Ems, you've made me feel things I've never felt before too."

Emily smiled smugly against Beca's chest, "Good." Then she chuckled, "So is it a girl thing or a Beca thing?"

Beca matched her chuckle, "I don't know if it's a Beca thing, maybe more a Beca and Emily thing, but it definitely isn't a girl thing. I've only had sex a few times, but the only time I've ever had to fake it was with a girl. Granted, with the one guy I had sex with I barely got there and it was with a little assistance from my own hand, but I still got there."

Emily buried her face into Beca's side to muffle the laugh, "You actually faked it with a girl?"

Beca didn't hide her laugh, "Yup." She popped the 'p' like Chloe would.

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Beca sighed and glared at her phone. She knew that she probably wouldn't be able to produce the entire album on her own, but that didn't mean she hadn't hoped. But this damn song was driving her insane, she just couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. So she finally picked up her phone and called the studio.

She walked into the booth the next day and handed her boss a coffee, "Thought I'd bring a peace offering for pulling you into the booth today."

Michael took the cup from her, "Reggie, it's not a problem. I'm glad to see that I'm still needed around here."

Beca laughed, "Well it looks like you are definitely needed, that is as long as you don't bring Dax along." She pulled out the memory stick and pushed it in, bringing up the first song they had finished, "Alright, the first two I think we've got a pretty good wrap on, but I wanted your opinion quick on them. It's the third one that's been giving us, me, fits."

They played the two songs a couple of times each, with Michael making a few minor suggestions for each. When they were finished, he smiled at Beca, "Good job Reggie, those are damn good."

Beca grimaced, "Hold your praises until after you've heard the next one."

She played the track for her boss. He listened intently, occasionally pausing the track or rewinding it a few seconds. When he finished he sat there in thought for a few minutes. He finally looked up at Beca, "I see what you mean about it being 'off'. Did you bring the sheet music for it?"

Beca nodded and brought out the music for the song. Michael looked it over and then nodded to himself, tapping a light beat on the console as he made notes in the music. When he was finally done making his notations, he looked up at Beca, "I really think the main issue was with the drum and bass lines here and here." He pointed out some changes in both of them and then continued, "The only problem is that those changes will mess up the other tracks just enough that they'll have to be modified as well and then rerecorded."

Beca looked over the changes and then looked at her boss, "Wow, I mean, wow. I think that will fix the issues I've been having." She knew after getting Michael's comments back on their demo track that she had a lot to learn, but this just solidified that thought.

Michael nodded at her, "I was serious Reggie, these are good. Even the last song was better than most people could do, especially on their first album. There's a reason there's a production team on an album, it's to work through things like this. Don't forget that."

Beca shook her head, "I won't Sir, and thank you for everything, for the chance to do this and for all of your help so far."

Michael laughed, "You can knock off the Sir crap Reggie, it's Michael. You aren't an intern anymore, in fact you are a legitimate producer. Not as good as I am, but a still a producer." He threw a smile at her as held up his hands and drew them apart to emphasize his point, "On this year's taxes you can finally put 'Music Producer.'"

Beca smiled the entire drive home.

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After working with Michael on the three tracks they had recorded and then sitting down with the music for some of the other tracks she had been working on with Emily, Beca had some solid ideas on where to go with the album. So between calling all of the Bellas, getting the contract stuff taken care of and working with Emily on the music, it had been a very productive two weeks.

Now she was sitting in the booth on a Thursday afternoon, arguing with a very frustrated singer after stopping her for the fourth time in twenty minutes, "Emily, what's up? You were fine this morning and now you're all pitchy on me."

Emily shot her a look, "I'm not pitchy."

Beca leaned back in her chair and sighed, "Yes sweetie, you are."

Emily stormed into the recording studio, slamming the door to the booth on the way out, "If I'm pitchy it's your fault."

Beca chuckled at the girl yelling at her, "Your pitchiness is my fault, huh?"

Emily glared at her, "It's not funny and it is your fault."

Beca crossed her arms across her chest, "How exactly is this my fault, Miss Diva?"

Emily turned red as she mumbled, "Well I think I strained my voice last night when you made me scream."

Beca was suddenly glad they were alone in the studio at the moment. She got up and took Emily's hand and led her to the couch against the wall, pulling her down into her lap as she sat. She sat there and just held the shaking girl for a moment before reaching up and pushing a stray strand of hair off of her face, tucking it behind her ear, "I'm sorry I got frustrated with you, but why didn't you tell me?"

Emily leaned into Beca's touch, "Well, we had already booked the studio and I didn't want to waste the time or money. I really didn't think it would bother me. I was fine this morning, but apparently it's not going so well this afternoon."

Beca squeezed her with a hug, "No it isn't sweetie."

Emily sighed, "Sorry."

Beca shrugged, "It happens, but we have to communicate if this is going to work, both personal us and studio us."

Emily nodded, "Ok, I'll make sure to talk to you about things like this, even if it's a bit embarrassing."

Beca laughed, "You're embarrassed about telling me your throat is a little sore from last night when you were there last night?"

Emily shrugs, "I'm fine doing things, it's talking about them that embarrasses me."

Beca slid out from under Emily, tucking the taller girl against her side as she lightly stroked her hair, "I guess this means no more sex for you the night before you record."

Emily sat up and turned to her with a shocked look on her face, "Oh hell no, I'll just make sure not to scream."

Beca looked smugly at Emily, raising her eyebrow, "Are you sure that's even possible?"

Emily sighed dramatically, a smile on her face, "I don't know, but I'm sure with enough practice it will be."

Beca squeezed Emily again, "Oh the things we do for our music."

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The two girls lay in bed, enjoying the last calm morning they'd have for a while. The first of the Bellas would start arriving tomorrow and then it would be a few days of practice (and partying), the Activity Fair, recording and then Emily starts classes the following week.

Beca noticed Emily was a little quieter than normal and a little more clingy than she usually was on weekdays. She continued to run her fingers gently through the younger girl's hair, "What's wrong Ems?"

Emily shrugged against her, "Why do you think something is wrong?"

Beca gave her a light squeeze, "I think I know my girlfriend by now, something's on your mind."

Emily turned onto her stomach, half laying on Beca, half resting on her elbow. She looked at Beca with a serious expression, "What's going to happen now that school is starting back up?"

Beca looked at her quizzically, "What do you mean, what's going to happen?"

Emily frowned, "We won't get to spend as much time together once classes start."

Beca smiled, "Well, we'll just have to pretend to be a normal couple that have jobs and other adult things. I promise you'll still see a lot of me baby."

Emily's frown didn't go away, "Well I like seeing you all of the time."

Beca brushed her finger down the girl's nose, "Well I've got to admit, I've kinda gotten used to seeing you around all the time too."

Emily smiled a bit at that, then the frown returned, "Once we've recruited the next Bellas class and they move in, you probably won't want to stay here anymore and we definitely won't be able to work here, too many distractions."

Beca pulled her down into a hug, Emily's cheek resting against her chest, "Well again, we'll just have to pretend to be a normal couple. I'll stay here like this until the other girls start moving in and then once there are people here to watch over the house, we can switch nights at each other's places. You'll stay at my place some nights and I'll stay here the other nights."

Emily sighed into Beca's chest, "Good, because I've really gotten used to sleeping in the same bed with you."

Beca pulled her up into a kiss, "Me too Ems, me too."

Emily reminded her of the last issue, "What about our work?"

Beca groaned, "Oh my God Junk, will you relax? We'll figure it out. We can actually work from the studio like real recording artists or maybe set things up at my place. I don't think Chloe and Aubrey will distract us too much, especially considering one of them is your manager and lawyer."

Emily pouted at the older girl, "Sorry, I'm just worried about everything."

Beca rolled her eyes but pulled her in for another kiss, "I know Ems, I'm sorry for acting like your concerns aren't important because they are. I'm just not used to planning things out like this and well, you are. I just have to remember my advice to you the other day that communication is important because you are important to me."

Emily lowered herself down until she was lying flush against Beca, her fingers moving up to wrap in the soft brunette locks as she deepened the kiss. As she pulled back to a soft, "Oh fuck, Ems," she slowly kissed down Beca's body and proceeded to show Beca just how important she was to her.