I'm not sure if you guys liked the last chapter as the response was fairly small but I am always grateful for all the reviews I get so thank you for that!

All I'm going to say is the last chapter was the calm before the storm.

Chapter 10

It was now mid-September and the office was busier than ever. Beca had been in one of the worst moods that some of her employees had seen her in ever and that only meant one thing - everyone was walking on eggshells.

She was a very good boss and everyone loved her. She was funny, undeniably talented, a role model for the all of the people working with her, dedicated and was incredibly smart, she knew her business inside out and anyone who knew her well enough knew not to annoy her or cross her in any way. However, it seemed some people didn't know her very well which had caused her current state of mind.

"Get the hell rid of her. I don't want her entering my building ever again," Beca said angrily.

"Beca, can you please calm down?" Chloe asked from the corner of the room.

Beca had just been waiting for an artist to arrive for 2 hours, she had been new to the label and had an amazing voice, but she was only 16 and Beca decided to take a chance on her. Now, she was fuming, her day had already gotten off to a bad start and now this girl hadn't even bothered to show up.

One of the scouts that worked for Beca was now trying to convince her to give her another chance.

"Beca, if you'd give her chance-"

"I've given her a fucking chance, Charles! Now, she's lost it," Beca shouted, her fingers running through her hair.

"Beca! Can you stop shouting and just listen for God's sake!" He said raising his voice.

"No! I will not stop shouting, this is my fucking label and my fucking building, I will do what the hell I want!" Beca was now purposely making her voice louder and Chloe was getting really tired of it. Her girlfriend could definitely be immature at times and act like a total child, exhibit A.

"Oh my god! You've had loads of artists that have been late in the past, why is this any different?" Charles countered.

"Because those artists have my respect, she doesn't."

"And I thought you were all about giving people a chance in this business, guess I was wrong." Wrong move! Chloe thought. She counted down in her head 3...2...1 but what came next she didn't expect.

"You are fired! Get the hell out."

"What?" Charles roared in anger.

"Get out or I'll call security," Beca said folding her arms.

"Beca, just take a minute-" Chloe tried.

"This doesn't involve you, Chloe! Charles get the hell out!" Beca demanded 's mouth fell open, Bec ahd nevr spoke to her like that, ever.

"Fine!" Charles said and stormed out of the office, slamming the door on the way out.

Beca grabbed the closest thing to her, a glass of water, and threw it against the wall in frustration. She then slumped down onto her desk and put her head in her hands.

Chloe walked over, her arms folded and her eyebrows raised, she was not impressed with what just happened.

"Beca!?" Chloe said trying to get her attention.

"What?" Beca responded her head not moving.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know," she mumbled back, she knew she was in trouble.

"Well neither do I. I've had enough of this Beca, it's been going on all week! The constant shouting at people, there was no need for you to fire him." Chloe chastised.

"Well it's my company I'll do what the fuck I like," Beca said back, her anger coming to the surface again.

"So we are going to play that card are we?" Chloe asked with a laugh, this was unbelievable.

"Yeah, we are," Beca said refusing to back down even though she knew she was wrong. She could have handled the situation ten times better but here she was, not willing to accept it.

"Okay, you can come to me when you've sorted yourself out. I don't want to deal with you right now."

"Fine by me," and with that Chloe grabbed her bag and stormed out.

As Chloe strode through the office she realized everyone was silent and was staring wide-eyed at the screaming match that they had all just heard. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jesse who mouthed if she was okay to which she quickly nodded and headed downstairs, she needed the drive to clear her head.

She hated when she and Beca fought because it normally ended up in one of them shouting, luckily it was a very rare thing for it to escalate to that point but it did at times happen and with Beca's stubbornness they definitely had their moments.

They would never go to bed angry though, they didn't care if it was three in the morning before they got to go to sleep they would always sort out the issue and apologize, and it had seemed to work, any problem would be resolved by the next day and they would be back to normal.

This week though Chloe was at the end of her tether, she had tried to talk to Beca about what was bugging her and causing her to be in the mood she was in but she would just say she had lots of work to do or she was tired, which were both valid but Chloe knew that that wasn't what was making Beca act this way.

Her actions today had just caused Chloe to snap and she wanted to be away from it so she could gather her thoughts and then she would be able to look back at it with a different perspective and talk to Beca and find out what was wrong. She had been snapping at everyone, smashed so many glasses in a week Chloe had had to go and get more and then she goes and fires someone! This just wasn't the Beca that she knew, and it upset her that something was going on that's he couldn't help with and it made her feel helpless. Beca would tell her everything, but she felt like this time, it was different she didn't know how but she could feel it in the way Beca acted and that worried her.

Chloe was now driving through the streets of LA in Beca's Porsche. She had no idea where she was going, she was just driving, she'd turned her phone off and decided to just listen to the radio in hopes that it would calm her down a bit. Traffic wasn't too bad for once which meant she got out of LA pretty quickly and she was now driving out of town more towards the hills. She found herself going in the direction of the spot Beca had taken her to up on the hill where they could see the view of the city, she seemed to end up going there a lot because it was so far from the hustle and bustle of the city that it allowed her to just be alone with her thoughts.

She stopped the car around 10 minutes later when she found the correct spot and decided to sit on the hood of the car where the sun was shining down and she could see the haze it created on the view ahead of her, she leaned back, took a deep breath and began to try and rack her brain to see if she could figure out what was wrong with Beca.

After Beca's outburst, Jesse had told everyone to get back to work while he went to see if the brunette was okay or at least not throwing anything else against a wall.

He knocked on the door and heard a loud "What?!"

He quickly checked that she wasn't going to throw anything before he walked in and saw his boss sitting with her head in her hands, hair clutched in her fingers.

"What do you want, Jesse?" Beca asked not lifting her head.

"To see what's going on with you. Chloe left and she looked pretty upset, so tell me what's happening," He said sitting on a chair in front of Beca's desk.

She let out a shaky breath, and slowly sat up properly grabbing her phone.

"These past few weeks I've been getting weird messages," She began. Jesse immediately became concerned.

"What do you mean?"

"On pictures of me and Chloe, someone has been posting comments. Not like hate comments, but strange ones, threatening almost," She pulled up one of her posts and showed Jesse.

"You better watch your back Mitchell," Jesse read aloud. "Tell the police and I'm telling you, things will turn very bad for you," Jesse continued. "Beca you have to tell someone!" He said quickly.

"I can't Jess, you saw what it said."

"Beca! This is serious, why haven't you told Chloe she deals with these things for you?" He asked.

"I don't want to worry her or get her involved in this. They are clearly threatening me," She protested.

"So this is why you have fallen out then?"

"I've just been so stressed and worried about this. I don't know what I've done or why this is all happening now. But I have a bad feeling about this," Beca said her eyes beginning to gloss over at the thought of anything happening.

"Well first you need to apologize, and then have the rest of the day off. Go home and talk to her, you are in this relationship together Beca. After you've done all that call the police and talk to them, this is serious and you can't just ignore it," Jesse said giving her a smile, he was worried for his friend because he had heard of people getting threats but it was completely new to Beca and the fact they were only on the ones with Chloe gave him a sickly feeling in his stomach.

Jesse left Beca's office around 10 minutes later after they talked about some business which Jesse thought would take the brunette's mind off everything which it seemed to but he could still tell that it was at the front of her mind.

After he left Beca packed up her laptop, keys, phone and anything else she needed and locked up her office sliding her shades on to her head and walked out of the building and into her car. Luckily she had another at the office as she realized Chloe took the Porsche which meant she was in her McLaren.

She decided to head over and see Stacie because she hadn't seen her all week since they had both been busy and it was nice for them to see each other regularly.

She pulled up to the clinic 20 minutes later because traffic seemed to pile up after some roadworks which meant the normal 10-minute journey took twice the amount of time.

She walked up to the receptionist where she was told that Stacie would be right out. In the meantime, she tried to phone Chloe and apologize but it went straight to answerphone, she'd really messed up.

"Woah, what's happened to you?" A voice said. Beca looked up and saw Stacie looking at her.

"I had an argument with Chloe," Beca explained.

"Well I don't have any more appointments today so come into my office and we can talk."

They walked into Stacie's fairly large office and they took a seat on the sofa that was in the corner of the room.

"So come on what did you do?" Stacie asked.

"Why do you assume it's my fault?" Beca asked confused and slightly offended. Stacie just raised her eyebrows and Beca conceded. "Okay fine, it was my fault."

"What happened?" Beca began telling Stacie everything that had gone on including the comments she had been getting.

"Well I agree with Jesse, you need to talk to the police. But, you also need to make it up to Chloe. You need to let her know that you are in this together, your problems are her problems too. You love that girl so much, Becs, don't make her feel anything less," Stacie advised.

"A ring?" Beca suggested.

"What sort of ring?" Stacie asked.

"An engagement ring," Beca said a smile coming onto her face.

"Ahh, oh my god, Beca!" Stacie said near screaming.

"I really do love her with everything I am Stacie and I'm going to prove it to her, we are in this together."

"I'm so happy for you Becs," Stacie said giving Beca a hug.

"Now I just need to plan this whole thing," Beca said thinking out loud.

"Maybe you don't need to do some massive thing. Why not just do it when you get back? Work everything out and then get down on one knee," Stacie suggested.

"You don't think I should do a big plan for her?"

"No. I think she would prefer it coming from you when you are both vulnerable and being yourselves nothing over the top just simple. That's what I think would be best anyway, just you two, no musicians or fancy dinners because I know you will be so nervous the whole time and it will be spontaneous," Stacie said moving to get a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, you're right," Beca said.

"I'm always right," Stacie replied not missing a beat.

"Well I just have to phone someone real quick," Beca pulled out her phone and dialed a number letting it ring until it was finally picked up.

"Beca?"

"Hey Mr. Beale," Beca greeted.

"What can I do for you?" He asked.

"Well, I was wondering if I could have your blessing to marry your daughter?" There was a long pause on the other line, Beca began to worry until he spoke up again.

"You know Beca, you two have had your ups and downs but I couldn't think of anyone better than you to marry Chloe. You are perfect together and I know how much you love her and how much she loves you. So yes, you have my blessing and I can assure you that you have my wife's as well," Mr. Beale said.

Beca was practically jumping up and down, "Thank you so much, I will call you when I've asked her," Beca promised.

"You better," he joked. "I'll talk to you later Beca, bye."

"Yes!" Beca said pumping her fist, stage one, complete, "Now I just need a ring," she declared.

"Let's go," Stacie said picking up her bag and coat and walking out with Beca.

They arrive at the jewelry shop around 30 minutes later, they had to go in the back because of all the attention they would get and Beca didn't exactly want this getting out.

"Hello Miss Mitchell, can I help you?" A saleswoman asked.

"Hi, I'm looking for an engagement ring," Beca said with a smile.

"Okay, well we have an amazing selection out back if you'd like to follow me," she said, Beca and Stacie followed her into a larger room where there were lots of stunningly beautiful rings of all cuts, sizes, and colors.

"Wow," Beca and Stacie said in unison.

"Yes, it is quite the collection isn't it, one of the finest in LA."

"Certainly is. So where do I even start?" Beca asked looking around.

"Well if you'll take a seat, we can go over what you are looking for and then I can direct you to the ones most suited your preferences," they all sat down and the women grabbed a notepad and pen.

"So what sort of size were you looking for?"

"Well I was thinking something medium sized, not too big that it's overly flashy, Chloe would hate that," Beca said.

"Okay, now do you have any cuts in mind?"

"What are the different ones you have?" Beca asked not really being knowledgeable in this department.

"Well the ones that people most often go for is the round brilliant cut, which is sort of a cone-shaped jewel and then the top is smoothed off which gives it a beautiful sparkle, or we have the princess cut which is a square with the point at the top, again an amazing sparkle on it," the lady explained.

"I think I'll go for a princess cut please," the lady wrote it down.

"Okay so now we have size?"

"Umm," sensing Beca's confusion, the lady pulled out a box of diamonds all in various cuts and showed them all to the brunette.

"What do you think Stacie?" Beca asked looking at all diamonds.

"I think that the 7 carat is the best," Stacie suggested.

"Yeah I do like that one, could I have multiple?" She asked.

"Yes, how many were you thinking?"

"I was thinking of having the 7 in the middle then having 4 1.5 carat ones, two on either side?" Beca said, the women writing it all down.

"You are in luck Miss Mitchell, I think we have that exact ring in stock," the women said with a smile.

"Really?" Beca asked shocked, she had a feeling that they wouldn't have it and she'd have to change her idea a bit.

"I guess this is your lucky day," the women beamed, she walked over to one of the display cases and pulled out one of the rings.

"Wow," was all Beca said. "It's stunning."

"It sure is, Becs," Stacie said looking at the ring, "She's going to love it!"

"Can I get anything engraved on it?" Beca asked.

"Sure can, we can have it done within an hour," the women said.

"Amazing! Thank you so much, "Beca took the pen and wrote down what she wanted it to say and then handed it back to the lady, she got a nod of approval from Stacie at what she had written.

"No problem. Would you like to pay now or after?"

"Now would be great," Beca pulled out her wallet and followed the women who went to the checkout and pulled up the price for the ring.

"Okay so in total that will be, $20,000, please," the women said.

Stacie raised her eyebrows at the price as Beca pulled out her black Mastercard and paid for the ring.

"Okay so now we wait," Stacie said sitting down on one of the sofas they had in the room.

"Yep," Beca said with a smile on her face, she was going to ask Chloe to marry her soon and she couldn't be more excited.

Chloe was still in the same spot as she had been for hours, the sun was still shining and the sky was still blue which she was thankful for. She had had a lot of time to think and she had been going over everything that had happened in the past week that had lead to her being here right now.

Beca had come home from work late, as in 2 in the morning late. It was no secret that she works hard, she always had done, but she definitely overworked herself at times and thankfully Chloe had been able to pull Beca away and tell her to stop working so hard but recently she had been staying late, coming home and sleeping and then repeat. She hadn't really had a proper conversation with her in what felt like forever and they lived and worked together! She had been closed off, angry, stressed and no matter what Chloe tried to do Beca would just end up ignoring her or making up a bullshit excuse which they both knew was a lie.

Chloe knew something was bothering the brunette and that's what upset her the most, that Beca didn't trust her enough to tell her. Chloe had always spoken to Beca about what was bothering her and what was on her mind but it seemed when the roles were reversed their system just didn't apply and that's what annoyed Chloe. She just wanted to help Beca, wanted to be on the same side as her rather than on the outside where she was shielded from everything that was going on in her girlfriend's life.

Beca had been getting annoyed at the smallest things and would end up shouting at anyone and everyone. Beca would hardly ever raise her voice in the way she had done with her today if they did argue the voices were calm and they would shout but the way Beca acted with her today was completely different and Chloe had never seen her like that. If she was honest it did scare her at times, the way Beca's anger could just sometimes take over, she through glasses at the wall which was a clear sign that something was wrong, and Chloe just wanted to help her.

They were in this together and at that moment today she felt like she was on her own, and that was what hurt so much, she knew Beca loved her. She'd be stupid to tell herself anything else but it was just in that split second that the feeling of love and security Beca had for her went, and that's why she left. She wanted to give Beca some time to be alone and calm herself down because she knew that within a few hours Beca would hopefully be back to her normal happy self which was the person Chloe fell deeply in love with.

Chloe decided that it was finally time for her to head back and talk things out with Beca, she hated it when they fought and she wanted to make sure her brunette was okay and see if she could finally get to the bottom of whatever had been bothering her. She hopped off the hood of the car and sat in the driver's seat, powered up the engine, drove back down the hill to go and see Beca.

Meanwhile, Beca and Stacie had been waiting at the jeweller's for around an hour when the saleswomen walked out with a box in her hand. Beca shot up from her seat where she had been emailing a few people back.

"Is it all done?"

"Yep, here it is," the lady took it out of the box and handed it to Beca who carefully held it between her fingers her thumb grazing over the written words that were inside the band.

"It's perfect," Beca whispered placing it back into its cushion and snapping the box shut.

"Okay, well here you go," the women said anding Beca a bag in which she placed the box.

"Thank you so much," Beca said with a smile.

"No problem Miss Mitchell, good luck with your proposal," the women said and waved goodbye.

"Thank you!"

Beca and Stacie decided to get some food before they left so Beca went back to the car while Stacie went and got Taco Bell, of course.

She returned back to the car, food in hand and hopped in the passengers' side and handed over Beca her food.

"I'm warning you, don't get food over my car," Beca warned.

Stacie held her hands up in surrender, "Alright Mitchell, I won't get food on your precious car."

"Good."

Beca arrived home and realized Chloe wasn't back yet so she began pacing with Stacie sitting on the sofa scrolling through her phone, Julian was going to pick her up in a little bit since her car was still at the clinic.

"Beca calm down," Stacie said.

"I can't, what if she says no," Beca said fiddling with the square box in her hands.

"She won't say no. She loves you, now stop pacing you will wear a hole in the ground," Stacie said sitting up and looking at Beca.

"Okay, okay, yeah, you're right. It will be fine," Beca said her voice not complementing the words she was saying as it came out shaky and nervous.

Beca's phone began to ring and because she was so nervous she didn't even bother looking at who was calling.

"Who is it?" Stacie asked, but when she didn't get a response she sat up and rushed over to Beca. The ring box dropped out of her hand and she sank to her knees tears rushing down her cheeks as she dropped her phone. Stacie quickly wrapped an arm around her scared for what had just happened, she picked up the phone up off the floor.

"Hello?"

"Is this Miss Mitchell?"

"No, her cousin, what's happened?" Stacie said worriedly.

"Chloe Beale has just been brought into UCLA Hospital," the person at the other end of the line, Stacie gasped in shock as tears spring to her eyes and she clutched Beca closer to her who was crying her eyes out.

"What happened?"

"There was a car crash, and I-I I don't know if she's going to make it."

I warned you, the storm is here. Do you have any ideas about what happened? Let me know what you thought!

Until next time...