"Oh." Beca said, the word escaped before she could stop it.
The small word cause way more harm then good as it sent Chloe's eyes straight to the floor. Her face dropped as she walked closer to the group.
"Chloe's here!" Aubrey shouted swinging her hands up in the air in mock excitement her eyes looking back and forth between the two.
"Why don't we go do that thing we talked about?" Jesses voice startled Beca back to life as it interrupted the thick air.
"What are you talking about?" His fiancé asked as her eyebrows furrowed.
"You know that one thing?"
It took everything in herself not to laugh out at the twos exchange. Jesse still as smooth as sandpaper. Without another word her reached out and pulled Aubrey away behind him towards the airports food court. Aubrey shouting about this isn't the time to be hangry as they went.
"I take it Bree didn't tell you that I was coming." Chloe said in a near whisper her eyes avoiding all eye contact.
"Uh, no. No she didn't."
Looking up she saw how distorted the girl in front of her was. Her eyes started at her own shoes as tears threatened to pour out. Dark bags formed crescent moons beneath the perfect orbs and her hair fell flat. This wasn't the Chloe she always knew, her Chloe never went anywhere before applying a half an hours worth of makeup and another half an hour of hair time.
Betraying her every thought, Beca's converse covered feet carried her forward as she pulled her favorite person into her arms. Chloe tense body eased into her own as she slide her arms around her waist and buried her face into Beca's neck.
"Bree told me everything. Beca, I am so sorry. So so sorry for running out on you that night." She sobbed into her the words muffled by Beca's jacket.
"It's okay. I didn't blame you for walking out, it looked horrible."
"I just didn't know what to think with all the tabloids and press…"
"That's What comes with my line of work. Which we really should go, this place is loaded with press. We can talk more later, I took the day off we can get Tito's and binge watch Grey's." Chloe looked up at her words.
"Promise?" She questioned.
"Promise." Beca answered.