A/N: So here's chapter 21…

…sorry if it's a bit long…

…and that it took some time to write…

…but I promise you all it was worth the wait…

Like I said before I was thinking of writing one short fic, and it would be based on the coming chapters (mostly a light take on the rest of Beca's recovery from Chloe's perspective plus what happens next after the last chapter… I might throw in a bump on the road here or there… so I was thinking about 5 to 8 chapters but it's mostly that.)

As for the longer fic I have in mind, I'll talk about that in the next chapter I'll post (which might switch between Beca and Chloe).

I do not own pitch perfect

Chloe doesn't know what to do.

Beca has been in the hospital for two weeks.

And it's been driving her insane.

Her injuries were healing up quite nicely, the machines were gone, and Beca was stable.

But Beca hasn't woken up yet.

The guy who hit her with his car show up some times, still deathly afraid of Chloe when he sees her, he has learned to stick with visiting when Aubrey is taking over her shift. Something about the lesser of two evils.

Chloe would notice cards and notes he would leave behind for Beca. All of them beginning with some sort of apology and ending with some hopeful wish that she gets to read them someday.

The woman from DSM would drop by too. But she would just usually send some sort of stuff toy to Beca's room to avoid the conflict. Hospitals aren't places for petty conflicts is her reasoning.

What ticked Chloe off were the flowers.

But she's learned to live with them.

At least it was one more person who's pulling for Beca.

Chloe quirked her lips to one side as her eyes landed on Beca. She was so still, and she looked so peaceful too. And Chloe couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked even in the state she was in.

Beca would always look beautiful to Chloe.

And Chloe smiled at the thought.

Even when Beca was in a coma, she somehow managed to cheer Chloe up just by the thought of her.

How could the tiny DJ always do that to her?

Maybe that's just how love really is.

Chloe looked at Beca thoughtfully for a minute or two, remembering Flo's words. She tried playing something softly from a pocket radio once.

But that didn't do the trick.

She tried playing some of Beca's earlier mixes from her laptop too, the ones she had actually given the redhead.

That didn't help either.

And so Chloe tried.

Well, maybe not hard enough.

Chloe took in a deep breath as she racked her brain for an idea. Flo's suggestion wasn't completely out of this world after all.

It was music that brought them together after all.

So Chloe found her genius idea.

You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up

Chloe started to sing. She started absent-mindedly tapping the rhythm on Beca's right hand as she was about to hit the chorus.

And then it twitched.

Chloe stopped for a moment before continuing the song with the rest of the chorus. At first she thought she was hallucinating but then she saw one of Beca's fingers twitch again.

And when Chloe looked up to see anything, any sign that Beca was there fighting to come back to them, to her, she saw a smirk forming weakly on the DJ's lips, her eyes still closed.

Chloe was too dumb-struck to continue singing. The smirk faded away as Beca's face relaxed back to its sleep-like state.

And Chloe didn't even notice the tears streaming down her face, not until she heard Aubrey's knock on the door.

"Chlo, are you – ?"

"Bree…" Chloe interrupted in a barely audible whisper. But with the way she looked at her, looked at Aubrey, with hope, and happiness, and relief drawn throughout every single feature on Chloe's face, the blonde had stopped and waited to hear what else she had to say.

"Beca." she said in another breathy whisper.

"What about Beca?" Aubrey asked quietly as she slowly made her way to her best friend.

"I sang to her." Chloe said. Aubrey asked her what song and when she replied with 'Titanium' the blonde couldn't help but chuckle.

"Shut up." Chloe said weakly, the smile on her face completely winning out. "Her fingers, they twitched, twice! Then she had a smirk on her face! Bree, I think she heard me."

Chloe sounded tired but excited, and Aubrey was happy for her. But the blonde was a little worried that her best friend might have been imagining it from all the sleepless nights.

Chloe huffed in protest so she continued to sing the song, if only to prove a point.

No smirk.

But there was a twitch.

And Aubrey almost cried in joy. Not that she'd ever admit that to anyone.

The two of them decided to share the news to Jesse and Dr. Mitchell the next time they saw them but decided that the rest of the Bellas could wait, especially after the doctors reminded them that anything could still happen, and while it was good to be hopeful, they didn't want to build false hopes.

So Chloe continued to sing any and every song she could think of for the next three days. But to no avail, she wasn't able to elicit any more reaction from Beca.

It was sometime around lunch three days later, when Aubrey dropped by with a salad for Chloe, that something did happen again.

Chloe was talking to Aubrey about how she was afraid that the doctors might be right, but after the first signs of Beca coming back to them had emerged, the former Bella captain – co-captain as Chloe would often remind her – told her best friend to give it try.

The first song Chloe sang to Beca had a significant meaning to the both of them – as much as Aubrey hated thinking about it, why Chloe told her about that private moment between them, she'll never know – and suggested that she should try singing something with the same significance.

Chloe said she had sang just about every single song they've shared together and used for Bella competitions and performances.

"What about that song with the cups? The one she used to audition with?" Aubrey asked.

No, Chloe had not tried that.

So Chloe decided to give it a shot.

I bought a ticket to the long way 'round
Two bottle whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I'm leaving tomorrow. What'd you say?

And Beca's eyes fluttered open, if only for a brief moment. Both Aubrey and Chloe were immediately by her side, but all Beca let out was some sort of groan before her eyes closed again.

Peacefully drifting into slumber.

They called the doctors after that.

Chloe tried again, continuing the song, but Beca's eyes didn't open.

Her fingers twitched again though, and she let out something sort of a hum.

For the remainder of the day Chloe tried to sing every single song she's ever shared with Beca that contained some significance. But to no avail, the stubborn DJ had her eyes shut close.

And then Chloe remembered a song Beca was singing softly to herself one afternoon. They were just hanging out in Chloe's room, Beca was busy with a mix that she didn't allow anyone, not even Chloe, to hear. When Chloe asked her about it, Beca shrugged saying "Maybe one day." And then she started singing the song.

Chloe being Chloe immediately looked it up.

She didn't know Beca actually liked a song by Sara Bareilles.

Chloe tried to remember the lyrics and how it went, but she couldn't.

Giving up the thought –for now – Chloe decided to crack open her reading assignment for Russian Lit until she remembers it.

And then she did. Chloe started to sing the song absent-mindedly, her attention still somewhat on the pages of the book.

Holding my breath
Last one I've got left
'Til I see you

Deliver my heart with the
Pieces and parts of me left
Every last day seemed to carry the weight of a lifetime
Watch from the ground
As the gold fluttered down from the sky

Chloe placed her book down as she sang the chorus. She stood up to reach the pitcher of water by the bedside table. She took a sip from her cup and decided to busy herself with the rest of her school work seeing that Beca still wouldn't wake up.

She finished the chorus, watched at Beca expectantly, and with nothing from the DJ, continued with her school work.

Inches away from you
Scared what I'll take from you, darling
I can live with your ghost
If you say that's the most I'll get

Darkness to light
Move from day into night to be near you
Still, here I stand
I am sinking like sand in your sea

Sweet sun
Send me the moon
Empty the skies out
Bringing me one step closer to you
Send it soon
And I will breathe in, breathe out
Until you come in and out
Of view
Of view

Beca's eyes fluttered open once again, she took in a steady breath and slowly released it as her eyes adjusted to the light of the room, and that was enough to get Chloe's full attention.

"Beca." she said quietly, and when the DJ didn't close her eyes again, Chloe ran out to the nurse's station after pressing the help button a number of times – because where were Jesse and Amy when you really needed them? – if only to call for Beca's doctors and get them there faster.

When the doctors returned, Beca's eyes were still open, she was blinking a lot, like she was just about waking up with her usual grumpy mood.

Chloe stood by the door – restraining every urge to just hold Beca in her arms and never let her go – letting the doctors check Beca and make sure she was alright.

They did the usual tests, asked Beca some routine questions but Beca only grunted in response, still furiously blinking away every now and then. When they asked if Beca wanted some water, she responded with yet another grunt and had a bit to drink. And when they asked if Beca wanted to rest, she lightly nodded and closed her eyes again to sleep.

It wasn't until the next day that Chloe actually got the chance to interact with Beca again. She went back to sleep, but Chloe knew that it was just sleep, because the fingers on Beca's right hand would twitch ever so often, even in her dreams, if only to tap out a beat of song stuck in her head.

How it's possible for anyone to have dreams of songs and mixes, Chloe doesn't know.

But that's just one of the things that made Beca special.

Chloe stepped outside for a moment after returning from the Mitchell's household to answer a phone call – Stacie checking up on what's been going on in the hospital since Aubrey has pretty much have them in 'Aca-Hell'. She didn't want to disturb Beca now that she knew that the DJ was in a better state and simply resting.

When she returned to the room she saw Beca open her eyes taking in a pained breath while staring at the ceiling.

"Beca." Chloe muttered, quickly rushing to her side and doing her best to hide her excitement and joy from seeing Beca finally awake. She wanted to just be there for her, at least for now.

"Do you want me to raise…" Chloe started to ask, sounding a little uncertain.

Beca nodded before she could even finish the question.

Once propped up at a comfortable height Chloe moved to take her seat. She watched as Beca looked down on her lap, taking a few deep breaths, it was as if she was trying to adjust to the state she had found herself in.

She probably had a lot of questions.

After a few minutes of silence, Chloe dared to ask Beca, "Everything alright?"

Her voice sounded light and airy, it was more of a murmur really.

But Beca heard her.

And ocean blue eyes met stormy blue ones.

God, Chloe had missed those eyes!

Beca's eyes furrowed deeply as she looked at Chloe, and Chloe could feel her heart beat falter every now and then with trepidation.

"Who…" Beca started to say, her voice raspy and dry.

And Chloe started crying thinking she doesn't remember her.

The redhead tried to fight the tears and calmed herself with deep breaths before gathering the strength to smile.

It was pained smile.

And Chloe could see the worry in Beca's eyes when she looked at her again.

"Jesus, Chloe, please don't cry! Don't cry anymore." she heard Beca say and Chloe looked at her bewildered. The DJ tried to reach Chloe's hand, but the slight movement caused her a bit of pain.

Beca grunted and Chloe picked up on what she was trying to do. The redhead quickly stood up and sat carefully at the edge of Beca's bed, holding the DJ's scratched up hand.

"Beca, don't scare me like that!" Chloe said, tears flowing freely down her cheeks.

Beca brushed a strand of Chloe's red locks aside, trying to wipe away the tears. "I was going to ask who sent those atrocious looking flowers, not feign having amnesia." she heard her say as Beca's own gaze landed on the yellow chrysanthemum.

Chloe chuckled. The arrangement was pretty, and the flowers themselves were nice. The only reason Chloe didn't like them was the fact that Luisa, aka the DSM she-wolf of a leader, were the ones who sent them. But apparently Beca hated Chrysanthemum, so no worries there.

"You don't like chrysanthemum?" Chloe asked as she dried away her tears.

"I prefer orchids." she heard Beca say. Chloe didn't even know she had a preference for flowers. "You okay Chlo?" Beca then breathed out.

Chloe nodded, and when she looked up she saw Beca smiling lightly at her.

She couldn't help but smile back. Beca was breathtakingly beautiful when she smiled.

Injuries and all.

And she couldn't contain the happiness that had taken over her as she quickly lunged at the DJ to take her in a tight embrace. Beca was back, and she was never letting her go again.

Except she heard Beca grunt from the pain of her injuries.

Chloe reluctantly released Beca as the DJ took in yet another deep breath. She gingerly pressed her head together with Beca's as she released a content smile.

Yes, Beca was back.

The thought of it was all that consumed her.

Until she felt the DJ's lips pressed on her own.

Then it changed.

Beca Mitchell was kissing her!

And Chloe didn't fight the urge to kiss her back.

She's waited long enough.