Well..., God this is so weird. Can we at least Talk on Skype?" Beca asked and set up Skype. When both of them were back on, Taylor and Beca sat in front of the new computer, which Jesse had set up. Both of them looked into the face of Chloe Beale.
"Hey babe, you look gorgeous." Chloe said and Beca blushed.
"Thanks."
"So, what's going on. Your scarying Me. I promise you, nothing you can say or do will make me not love you." Chloe said looking at Beca. "Ok, here goes... You remember when I asked you what you did in the summer of 06?" Beca asked.
"Yes, that was strange." Chloe admitted.
'"Yeah so.. um.. there was a reason." Beca said slowly.
"God Mitchel. Stop stalling and talk already." Chloe said.
"Well what you remember may not exactly be the truth." Beca said pausing to watch Chloe's reaction but Chloe just looked at her confused. "We have come to the conclusion that what you remember ist actually only half of what happened. Actually we don't know what's going on with you but with us we know. Our memory had been modified." Beca said.
"What are you talking about?" Chloe asked her voice getting high.
"A vital piece of our memory is missing." Beca said.
"What does that mean?" Chloe asked "The night mom was in the accident is was in the hospital alone, or so I thought. But I have been remembering strange things. It's all the same memories just with one vital detail that is different like I said." Beca said quietly not really wanting to reveal that it was her.
"Mitchel, I swear to god. If you don't tell me right now what the hell your talking about I will..." But Beca broke her off.
"It's you." "Me? What about me?" Chloe said "The thing missing is you. You may not remember it but we've been together before. We were a couple when I was 16. You were there when my mother died." Beca said. Chloe opened her mouth and then closed it again.
"Have you lost your mind?" Chloe finally said.
"Hey Chloe, I know it sounds strange, BELIEVE me, but I believe in Beca. And if Beca says that it is this way then it is. Plus she heard something to support her theory." Taylor cut in. In short sentences Beca told Chloe about the conversation she had over heard between the doctor and her father. When she had finished there was a silence. It was almost painful. Beca sat there thinking Chloe was going to break up with her. Underneath the table Taylor grabbed Beca's hand and squeezed it for reassurance.
"Babe, please say something." Beca said plea in her voice.
"Babe I ... Um.." Chloe struggeled for words. "Please , don't break up with me. I love you so much" Beca said when she couldn't take the silence anymore. Chloe looked at her, with a surprise look.
"Why on earth would you think I would break up with you over this?"
"Because it is my fault you lost your memory. God knows what else you may have forgotten or how your life would have turned out." Tears were running down Beca's face now.
"Sweetheart, it is not your fault! And it is not your fault Taylor. It's your dad's fault. He couldn't handle his daughter being gay. He couldn't handle it so much, that he changed her life, whiped her memory and on top of that left that said daughter alone for what ever reason. The only one who in this is the coward is your father." There was another stunned silence.
Beca and Taylor looked at each other. "And I like the way my life turned out. Im glad to have you in my life, Beca. Again. You give my life meaning"
"We have to find out everything. Get our Memory back and sue that fucker" Beca said angrily.
"Chloe Beale, we need you on set in 5 minutes." A male voice sounded in the background. "Ok, I'm just going to wait outside." Taylor said and got up, blew a kiss to Chloe and left the room.
"Ah anyway, how are you doing?" Beca asked Chloe trying to conserve the conversation.
"Well, I'm ok. I miss you. And I would like to kiss you and hug you and do other things to you." Chloe said winking. Beca audibly gulped. "What? Dont you want to make love to me?" Chloe asked.
"I..Um..." Beca stuttered turning red.
"Badass DJ Mitchell not so Badass, I see." Chloe chuckeled.
"Of course I want to make love to you. I'm just nervous to. I haven't, I want it to be perfect for you and I guess I'm just nervous.." Beca said.
"I have to go, we will work on the sexting and dirty talk later." Chloe said grinning from ear to ear.
"I fucking love you" Beca said the same time as Chloe said: "God, I love you"
