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A/N: Greetings my little aca-darlings. Hope you like the chapter! Sorry my update was a little slower coming than unusual. I've had some personal issues going on that I'm not going to bore you little dearies with. Anywhooo…. Thanks to all the favs/follows/reviews. Welcome to all the new followers! One more chapter and an epilogue left! I love to hear your feedback, so let me know what you think! Much love, my little aca-darlings.

tayfaceee: haha. Quite the plot twist there! I think I would probably be hunted down and strung up by my toes if I did that. :P
Ooooo. Bechloe babies… now there's a thought. Can you imagine what beautiful babies they would make? *swoon*

TricksKY: Thank you, love bug. I'm so glad you like the story. I'll tell you what… I promise that next chapter *cough*wedding*cough* will be extra long just for you. =)

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Beca's POV

Beca awoke to the sounds of Chloe crying out her name. Opening one eye, she glanced over at the clock. The display read 3:35 A.M.

"Wha'samatter baby?" she mumbled groggily. Receiving no reply from the other woman, she leaned up and switched on the bedside lamp so she could clearly see the redhead. As she turned back around, she could see that Chloe was still asleep and having a nightmare. Beca was torn on what to do. I think I read somewhere that it's bad to wake someone from a nightmare… or was that sleepwalking? Shit…

After mentally debating on what to do for a moment, Beca finally gathered Chloe up in her arms, encompassing the woman in a tight embrace.

"It's okay, baby. I'm here. You're safe." the DJ whispered softly to the distraught woman.

Chloe whimpered softly, shaking her head back and forth. "No, Beca! Please, baby… Please don't die." Tears ran freely down her face.

Beca's heart broke when she was able to understand what the sleeping woman was mumbling. She was having flashbacks. Beca had thought that the both of them had begun to move on with their lives, but obviously Chloe was still struggling. The DJ hadn't really considered just how much the whole ordeal had affected her future wife.

Three months had passed since that awful night, and Beca had had her fair share of nightmares for the weeks following that terrible night. Eventually, though, the nightmares had subsided and her life had begun to return to normal. Chloe had been her rock throughout everything. The redhead had been there every step of the way, providing her loving support in any way she could. Apparently, the other woman had spent so much time trying to stay strong for Beca, that her own feelings and emotions had been pushed to the side.

Chloe started awake in the DJ's arms, immediately searching for confirmation that Beca was still there with her. The redhead tugged out of Beca's arms, turning around quickly to face the other woman. Once she had the confirmation she needed, she pulled the DJ into a desperate hug and began to sob. Beca rubbed small, comforting circles on the other woman's back.

"Shhh… It's okay. I've got you… I'm here and I'm okay. Everything's alright" the DJ repeated this statement over and over again, attempting to calm the distraught woman.

"Every night when I go to sleep, I see the same thing every time." Chloe sobbed into the crook of her neck. "I see and hear the gunfire, and suddenly, you're falling into my arms and I feel so completely helpless every damn time. You just lay there in my arms, bleeding, while I am completely powerless."

Tears welled up in the normally stoic woman's eyes. She was completely lost on how to help the woman she loved. Beca wasn't good with these kinds of situations. It tore her apart to see Chloe suffering the way she was. Placing a hand on each of the ginger's shoulders, she gently pushed Chloe back so that she could look her in the eyes.

"I can't imagine how hard this must have been on you," the brunette stated, choking back tears. "I'm so sorry that you had to go through what you did. I may have been the one that was shot, but I certainly wasn't the only casualty that night. I can't imagine how it must have felt to be in your position. I can't help but feel guilty. If I hadn't been so stubborn, perhaps all of this wouldn't have happened."

Chloe seemed confused by what the DJ was saying. "Wait… what are you talking about, Beca? I don't understand…"

Beca let out a deep sigh. It hadn't been her plan to tell the other woman that she was shot because she refused to give up the engagement ring she had bought for her, but she figured that Chloe deserved to know the truth. This was the woman she was going to be marrying in a short time, and she didn't want to keep secrets from her.

"When I started fighting that guy over what was in my jacket pocket," Beca released another sigh and ran her hand over her face. This was not going to go over well. "I… I was fighting to protect your engagement ring."

"WHAT?" Chloe shrieked, and Beca cringed. "Beca, what the hell were you thinking? You almost died!" The redhead stared at her incredulously. "The ring could have been replaced. I only get one of you." Tears were once again streaming down her cheeks.

"I know the ring could have been replaced…" Beca began, "I couldn't stand the thought of him getting his dirty paws on the one thing that was a symbol for something as pure as our love." The DJ cast her gaze down at the comforter, no longer able to hold Chloe's gaze. "You are the purest and most beautiful thing in my life, Chlo."

The redhead let out a frustrated sigh. "Baby, nothing exists on this Earth that is worth losing you over. I understand why you did what you did, but every time I think about how close I cam to losing you…" Chloe choked back another sob. "Without you, there is nothing at all left for me to live for… Don't you see that?"

Beca was rapidly approaching the point of tears. "I'm so sorry I put you through all of that, baby."

"Just promise me that you'll never put yourself in danger like that again. Okay? Material things can be replaced. You can't."

"I promise." Beca said, leaning in to give Chloe a sweet kiss.

The next few weeks proved to be very busy for both of the women. The wedding was quickly approaching, and Beca was overwhelmed. Her mind was in overdrive trying to process everything. Cake tastings, dress fittings, meetings with the wedding planner, floral arrangements… the list was never ending. Oh my God… how the hell does one event take this much fucking planning and work? I wonder if I can talk her into eloping?

Beca was interrupted from her musings when she heard a small squeal from Chloe. Apparently, after looking at about fifty different bridesmaids dresses, the redhead had finally found one she approved of. Seeing the look of pure joy on her future wife's face was the only thing Beca needed to assure her that all her suffering was totally worth it.

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