A/N: Another chapter for you all :) And yes, Beca's therapist is based on Anna Kendrick's character from '50/50' :P

I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of its characters.

Beca's hands shook slightly as she knocked on the door of her therapist Dr. McKay.

"Come in!" A chirpy voice said from inside. Beca shot a nervous glance at the nurse who had accompanied her. She gave her a reassuring nod and smile and Beca turned the handle.

"Dr. McKay?" Beca asked as she cautiously entered.

"That's me!" A woman said, brightly. "And, please, call me Katherine." She said, extending her hand for Beca to shake. Katherine McKay looked a lot like Beca. They were a similar height and both had brown hair and blue eyes, but Katherine's eyes weren't clouded by a haze of drugs and misery and her smile wasn't forced. She seemed genuinely happy to see Beca. Katherine gestured to the couch by her arm-chair and Beca perched on it, tugging at her sleeves. "So, Beca, we're gonna start easy today, nothing too heavy. Unless you wanna get heavy then, by all means, hit me with it." She said with a slight laugh. "Okay, I want to know why you're here."

"You know why I'm here." Beca said, staring at a spot on the ground, tugging her sleeves again.

"I know why the doctors think you're here. I want to know why you think you're here." Katherine said.

"I... I just... I went too far." Beca said.

"Went too far?" Katherine scribbled something in her notebook. Beca sighed and rolled up her sleeves, showing Katherine both sides of her arms before she pulled them down again. "So you self-harmed?"

"Yes." Beca said, her jaw clenching. "I'm not... happy." Katherine wrote something else. "I thought we were going to start off easy? This... This isn't easy. Can we talk about something else?"

"What do you want to talk about?" Katherine asked.

"How old are you?" Beca asked.

"27." Katherine said. "You're 21, right?" Beca nodded.

"How long have you been doing this? 27 seems young."

"Well I used to be a therapist for cancer patients. I've worked in psychiatric medicine for," she stared off up to the ceiling as she mentally counted, "two years? Two years."

"How come you changed?" Beca asked.

"A lot of my patients died. Which, obviously had nothing to do with me, I mean, they had cancer. It was just too hard. And I wasn't that good. And I started dating my third patient ever." Katherine rambled.

"Holy shit." Beca laughed. Katherine pointed to a picture of herself and a dark-haired, handsome man. "What's his name?"

"Adam." She said, smiling.

"And he's still...?"

"Oh, yes! He wasn't officially my patient anymore when we started dating. He's, like, fully recovered and everything." Katherine said. "Now, you've just done a very good job of wasting a chunk of our first session. So it's time for you to answer some questions."

"Fine." Beca said, her eyes returning to the ground.

"Favourite song?" She asked. Beca smiled slightly, looking up from the ground.

"The Scientist, Cold Play." Beca said.

"Nice. Favourite food?" Katherine said.

"Reece's Pieces." Beca replied.

"Reece's Pieces aren't food." Katherine laughed.

"Fine, pizza then."

"Favourite drink?"

"Whiskey." Beca said, a little hesitant.

"Non-alcoholic." Katherine said, making a subtle note.

"Oh, uh, cream soda."

"Favourite movie?"

"Hate movies." Beca said.

"But you must have a favourite?" Katherine said, smiling a little as she watched Beca relax slightly.

"Chloe makes us watch the Notebook all the time. It sucks but I guess it reminds me of her. So, that one." Beca said.

"Chloe's your girlfriend?" Katherine asked. Beca nodded. "How did you meet?"

"We met when we were kids. Grew up together and then I moved away when I was seventeen and we lost touch. A few months ago I found her again." Beca said, running a hand through her hair.

"You wanna talk about something else?" Katherine asked, sensing her mood shift. Beca nodded. It had only been two days but she missed Chloe like crazy. "We could talk about your parents?"

"God, no." Beca said. Katherine laughed slightly.

"That bad?" She said.

"Worse." Beca replied. "My dad, anyway." She watched Katherine make a note.

"You wanna talk about him?" She asked. Beca shook her head. "Why don't we call it a day then?"

"Sure." Beca said. Katherine radioed for a nurse to come and escort Beca back to her room.

"I'll see you on Wednesday, Beca. Take your meds, keep out of trouble and," she reached into her pocket and pulled out a rubber band. She slipped it over Beca's wrist, "use this if you get any urges." Beca smiled slightly.

"Thanks." She said, hovering at the door. "Can I call her?"

"Who?" Katherine asked.

"Chloe. Can I call her? I just... I just need to hear her voice." Beca said, her hand fiddling with the rubber band.

"I'll have to stay in the room. I can't leave you alone, I'm afraid." Katherine said.

"That's okay." Beca said.

"Go on then." Katherine smiled, gesturing to her phone. "But this isn't exactly within the rules. So don't go bragging about it." Beca smiled.

"Thank you." She picked up the phone and dialled Chloe's number

Meanwhile, the redhead was in hers and Beca's place, finally cleaning up. She pulled off the bloodstained sheets and threw them away, replacing them with new ones. She discarded every liquor and beer bottle, full or empty. Her phone buzzed in her pocket.

"Hello?" She said, cradling it in the crook of her neck as she carried on cleaning.

"Hey."

"Becs? Is that you?" Chloe said, sinking onto the sofa.

"Yeah, yeah it's me." Beca said, tears filling her eyes.

"How are you?" Chloe asked, the sound of Beca's voice lifting her.

"I'm... I'm good. I miss you." Beca said.

"I miss you too, baby. I'll come and visit you as soon as I can, I promise."

"I should go. I've hijacked my therapists phone." Beca said, laughing slightly.

"Is he nice?" Chloe asked, smiling at the sound of Beca's laughter.

"He is a she. And she's very nice." Beca said.

"Is she pretty?" Chloe said, with mock jealousy.

"Oh not as a pretty as you babe." Beca replied with a laugh. "And she just heard that and is laughing at me. I have to go. I love you."

"Love you too, Becs." Chloe said, ending the call.

"Better?" Katherine asked as Beca hung up the phone. Beca nodded with a smile.

"Thank you for that. The rubber band thing, just reminded me of her." Beca said, pulling it back softly.

"Maybe we can talk about it next time?" Katherine said.

"Yeah." Beca said. She gave Katherine a small smile and then followed the nurse to her room.

"I'll come and collect you for dinner in an hour, okay dear?" The nurse said. Beca nodded, dropping onto the bed, her mind full of red hair and blue eyes.