Beca stood leaning into Chloes side, a content but wondering expression on her face as she watched Aubrey speaking to the realtor a few feet away. They were currently standing in the empty and very large living room of a house that was tucked away in the hills above LA.
They had made it in a little less than three days, and it took Aubrey least than an hour to track down a realtor to show them homes. This was the second one they had looked at and Chloe was already in love.
The house was entirely wood floors, the living room had large bay windows overlooking the city. Four bedrooms, three baths. The third floor was essentially its own little house, which Stacie had taken interest in. Aubrey liked it, seeing as until she could get rid of her, Stacie wouldn't really need to hang around them in the main parts of the house.
It had a pool, and hot tub, which Beca was excited about.
It also had a large round about drive way, that was gated. No entry with out a code.
The realtor nodded and smiled as Aubrey finished talking with her.
"Alright then. We'll take it." Aubrey said.
Chloe smiled happily and squeezed Beca in her excitement.
"Ow, easy Beale." She laughed. "You trying to crush me?"
Chloe smiled and leaned down, pressing her lips to Becas to quiet her.
The realtor stopped and stared at them, her face taking on a look of distaste. They broke apart and Beca looked at her.
"Is there a problem?" She asked, recognizing her expression right away.
She had been looked down on her whole life. It got worse when she came out, and she had always stayed as silent as she could when she was given these looks or people would torment her. Now, she didn't feel the need to stand for it. And she wasn't going to.
"No. Not at all. I just didn't realize." The lady said, her voice which had been friendly and welcoming in the beginning took on a snarky tone.
"Well, now that you do, I would suggest you smile, and get Aubrey the necessary forms she needs in order to buy this lovely home. I'm sure it would be just horrible for you, if you're boss found out you lost a sale simply because a gay couple showed a little affection in the house they were prepared to buy."
They all looked to see Stacie standing in the doorway, her eyebrow raised challengingly at the lady. She had frozen in place, as she listened to Stacie speak. Not only was what she said, completely accurate, she would probably be fired. But, the vibrant red color of Stacies eyes, that were locked onto her own, was intimidating alone. She knew they had to be contacts, but they still frightened her non the less.
"Of course. I'll just, get that paperwork and we can finish up here."
She said and hurried passed them, inching by Stacie who glared at her the whole time.
Aubrey was stunned into silence, not expecting Stacie to stand up for them like that. Beca gave her a thankful smile, and Chloe, while she was great full for what Stacie did, couldn't get passed the hatred she felt for her.
She simply huffed and turned to look through the large windows.
"What's gotten into you?" Aubrey asked once they were alone.
Chloe walked over to the windows, to get a better look and Beca followed, knowing she didn't want to know, nor did she care what Stacies reasoning was.
"Nothing, I just can't stand people like her. Who is she to look at them or anyone for that matter, the way she was?" She asked and walked passed Aubrey toward the large stairs case.
"I'll be up on the third floor. I'm assuming that's where I will be staying."
Aubrey nodded. "Yep."
She turned without another word and walked up the stairs. Aubrey let out a breath and looked around at what soon would be their new home.
"So, how long do you think we will stay here?" Beca asked looking out at the breathtaking view.
"Well, we all pass for 21 years old, we can always lie if we need too. But, at least 15-20 years. If we choose." She smiled down at her.
"I figure it'll take a week or so to get settled, to get the place furnished. To get you fully comfortable being around people. Then, we can get going on starting new lives."
Beca smiled, knowing that meant she would be heading into the heart of LA, in search of a job at a record label.
"This is a dream come true." She said and leaned up, kissing the redhead happily.
"So I'm thinking a sectional."
They turned in confusion to see Aubrey standing at the head of the room, her hands out and open as she pictured the furniture placement of the room.
They turned and smiled at her.
"What do we do about money? Until we get jobs?" Beca asked.
Aubrey chuckled and looked at Chloe. "Forgot about that one." She laughed as she turned.
"Flat screen above the fireplace." She said to herself.
Beca looked at Chloe in confusion. "We have money Becs, plenty of it."
She cocked her head to the side.
"Story time, come sit on the balcony with me?" She asked, Beca nodded and followed her out as Aubrey continued to figure out the furniture arrangement.
They walked out onto the stone balcony, the black iron bars that surrounded it gave it an elegant look. Chloe hoisted herself up onto the corner, where it was a square stone pillar, and pulled Beca up to sit next to her.
"We have been alive for so long." She said. "And at first, we didn't do much, we just lived. But after 20 years or so, of compelling people out of their money, guilt began to set in, and so did the realization that, we were never going to die. We would always be here, forever seeing and experiencing the changes in the world. So, we decided if we had this amazing opportunity to live so long, this unlimited time. We should use it, and use it well. So we went to school, and we got our diplomas. High school, was a breeze, we didn't have any excuse to fail, so we didn't, we graduated top of our classes. Multiple times." She laughed.
"You've repeated high school?" Beca asked in amusement, remembering her awful four years in high school.
"It was fun, seeing how different everything was year after year, getting to experience high school in the 50's, was a blast!" She laughed. "We knew the material, it was just fun for us, meeting new people, making new friends."
Beca smiled at the loving look Chloe wore as she spoke about their past adventures.
"Then, we went to college. Aubrey was excepted to Harvard law in 1962 She went on to be one of the best lawyers in the state of Alaska." She winked. That place was beautiful while we were there. The money she mad from that, we just put away, we didn't need much of it. While she studied to be a lawyer, I studied psychology, and and sociology and worked with children that had had troubled pasts. Everything I earned, went away. In the near 200 years we've been around, we've traveled, so our names wouldn't be known. But, Aubreys been a lawyer, me, a counselor. In the early 2000's We lived in Arizona, and Aubrey has a PHD. She was a neurologist for like, ten years. At that time, I worked as a pediatrician. I love children." She smiled.
Beca smiled at her, this was amazing to hear, all this time they had been around, and instead of choosing to just live the high life with nothing to show, they educated themselves, they helped people. They made something of themselves. Something more than Vampires. That alone was incredible to Beca, but knowing the lives they had lead, was phenomenal.
"That's, really admirable Chloe. You guys have done amazing things." She smiled.
Chloe smiled and leaned over, kissing her gently.
"Anything we've ever dreamed of doing, we've done, because we have this amazing opportunity, and unlimited time. That's why we are here. It's your time now. You are apart of this, and now it's your turn to do what you've always dreamed of. You are going to be the most bad ass music producer on the west coast." She smiled.
Beca smiled, feeling butter,dies erupt in her stomach at the thought of this new and amazing life she was just brought into. She looked out over the place she had always wanted to call home, and now she could. She sighed happily and Chloe pulled her close, kissing her temple as they enjoyed the view.
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Aubrey was busy typing away on her laptop when they re entered the house.
"What are you doing?" Chloe asked.
Aubrey looked up over the lid, with an expression that easily read 'isn't it obvious?'
"Ordering furniture." She said.
Chloe nodded, "Ah, yes. Well, Beca and I are going to go relax in the hot tub, if you would like to join."
Aubrey looked up. "Beca, you have a bathing suit?" She asked.
She shook her head, "Chloe is going to let me borrow one of hers."
She nodded looking back to the laptop.
"Uh, no I'm good, you two have fun."
They smiled and were about to head over to where the suitcases sat beside the door when Stacie landed at the bottom of the stairs. Not having walked down, but jumped.
"What you guys up too?" She asked.
Aubrey didn't even look up from the laptop, and Chloe ignored her presence as well. Beca looked over, "We were going to go relax in the hot tub, you can join us if you want?"
Chloe stood up, her head whipping around to face her shorter girlfriend. "Beca!" She hissed. Aubrey looked up at hearing the invitation and looked hesitantly at Chloe.
Beca looked at a chloe as well, seeing the anger rising in her eyes, she lowered her own gaze,a strong feeling of hurt consuming her, and Stacie spoke.
"Calm down, red. No need to freak out on her. I'm heading out anyway, I was just being curious." She said.
Aubrey relaxed in her seat and Chloes face softened.
"Thanks anyway, Becs. I appreciate it," Stacie said as she walked passed them and out the door.
Chloe looked at Beca who still had her eyes on the floor. Aubrey looked at her sadly. She knew exactly what Beca was feeling, and Chloe did too. It was the same thing that happened to Stacie when Aubrey got angry with her, it tied into the connection, being sired to her, cause a heavy emotional attachment. The moment Chloe got angry or had any feeling of displeasure, Beca felt it, and it wasn't an enjoyable feeling. The only way Aubrey could think to describe it, would be the look and physical reaction a dog might get when they disobeyed their owner. She hated comparing Beca to a dog, or using Chloe being her owner as analogy because that wasn't the case, but she had no other way to describe it.
It didn't take much either, and with the amount of hate that Chloe had for stacie, hearing Beca being so kind to her, inviting her to do something with them, caused her to lose her temper quickly.
"Beca, I'm sorry." She said softly. Beca raised her eyes to meet Chloes, and could see the apology swimming in them.
"We are living together. I was just trying to be nice, we might as well while she is here. Why add more tension?" She asked softly.
Chloe sighed and Aubrey looked down.
"I know, I'm sorry," she said. "I know you don't know the full story behind Stacie, and even though we aren't very pleased to have her here, she hasn't really done anything to earn your hate. Other than you know, trying to kill you,"
She said. Beca nodded, "At least it brought us to this point." She said.
Chloe nodded and pulled Beca into her. "I'm sorry, I know the sire thing really adds to how we react to each others emotions, I know you're still getting used to this. And I know that you like her. I don't know why, but it's not my right to tell you who you can and cannot like. Just, be careful around her please?" She asked taking Becas face in her hands so she could see her eyes.
"I don't trust her, but I trust you will know if you need to distance yourself from her."
Beca nodded, "I'm sorry I upset you."
Chloe smiled softly and kissed her briefly. "No worries, love. Let's go enjoy the night?" Beca nodded and Chloe turned and finished retrieving their bathing suits. She then followed her to change and as they passed Aubrey, the blonde gave her a reassuring smile.
They disappeared up the stairs and Aubrey sighed, clicking the buy button on her laptop, purchasing another load of furniture. Then slowly let her eyes drift to the door. She was fully aware that Stacie had been outside it the whole time, listening. She felt it, the moment Chloe got angry, Stacie saw Becas reaction, recognizing it from the many times Aubrey had been angry with her. She sympathized and when she left, she couldn't help but wait and listen, to make sure Chloe didn't do what Aubrey might have done, and continued the anger. In a sense, she stayed in case she felt like she might need to step in, to protect Beca.
Now she listened as Stacies bike started and zoomed away. She couldn't help the small smile that formed on her lips. It might just be the small part of Stacie that was sired to Beca, but even then, she liked the fact that she had stayed to make sure she was okay. Maybe her black heart still had a little love in it.
A/N: Alright, who is ready for some more info on Miss Cranky pants Stacie? Next chapter! PLEASE REVIEW :)