A/N: Hey! New chapter and it's not 2 weeks late :O

Thanks for all the amazing reviews, you guys are truly awesome.

And it seems to be popular opinion that Chloe needs to find out soon... I guess you will have to keep reading to find out ;)

Big thank you to iamacrepe, and I hope you all enjoy this chapter :)

After being let out of the hospital, Beca had agreed to let Jesse drive both her and Stacie home, so that she could rest up from the ordeal. No more radio station for the DJ on this day, and luckily for Jesse and Stacie, she didn't put up a fight over it. Beca knew (sometimes) when to take her health serious, and this was a day when she should not try and push herself.

On the short ride home, Beca had made sure that both of her friends knew not to speak of this situation to anyone, and for the rest of the ride, Stacie had been quiet. Beca too, but that was expected for someone who had just been in hospital. So it was Jesse who filled the silence with ease, rambling on about whatever popped into his mind. When they arrived at the Bellas' House, the two girls bid the Treble goodbye, promising to let him know if Beca's health took another turn for the worse.

As the two walked in the front door, Stacie spoke up, knowing that there would be no-one else in the house to overhear their conversation.

"Do you think it's time you told Chloe and the others about all this, Beca?" The tall brunette spoke with uncertainty. Though she thought it was the best thing for Beca to do, she was not expecting a very positive response from the sick girl. But she had to try. In Stacie's eyes, having Beca be open about her secret was in the girl's best interest.

Beca turned around to face Stacie, a little surprised at this topic being brought up. Her eyebrows were raised as she questioned her friend's suggestion.

"Why? Do you?"

"Yeah, I do."

Beca narrowed her eyes, not liking where this was going.

"Seriously? Nothing has changed. There is no reason for me to suddenly decide to tell everyone about this. I kept it a secret for a reason, Stacie. Several, actually."

Stacie tried to remind herself that she was looking at this from a medical perspective, of what was best for Beca, and not particularly what Beca wanted, as she continued.

"Of course things have changed. You were just in hospital for god's sake! What if something like that happens again when Jesse or me aren't there? What if one of the Bellas is there and they have no idea what is happening with you? What then?" The girl raised her voice.

"I can deal with it. And this was a one-time thing. I don't plan on visiting the hospital again any time soon." Beca defended, certain that she would not be revealing any secrets to the Bellas in the near future.

Stacie rolled her eyes. "You act like you have a choice in the matter. It's not like you can choose when you are going to get sick, or stop it from happening."

"And you act like it would be easy for me to just tell everyone everything!"

"Come on Beca. You have been keeping this secret from Chloe for such a long time. Do you really want to hurt her, by hiding this from her? She's not an idiot. She will find out eventually. You know, before I found out, she asked me if I'd noticed anything strange about you. You were skipping meals, sleeping lots, hanging out in the bathroom a lot" – Beca blushed at this, embarrassed at her inability to hide her symptoms, especially the last one – "And ever since I found out, you and I have been talking more in secret, and acting like we are hiding something. I don't want to have to lie to her, or any of the other girls, about this. Imagine how Chloe will feel if she figures it all out and you weren't the one to tell her?"

Right at that moment, footsteps began echoing as someone made their way down the last few steps of the stairway. Both girls spun around in shock, having expected the house to be empty. It was too early for the arrival of any of the girls, they had all planned on coming back later on in the day, so that they could have as much time with their families as they could.

Both girls gulped when it was Chloe who appeared at the bottom of the stairs, frowning slightly at the raised voices and apparent argument that seemed to be going on between the two brunettes.

"Hey girls!" She put away the frown for the time being, as the excitement from seeing her friends again, or more specifically Beca, took over.

Beca and Stacie were instantly snapped out of their shocked state, as they returned the overexcited greeting with small smiles in welcome. Neither really reached their eyes though; both girls were too focussed on their discussion.

Beca ran a hand through her hair, blinking as she registered Chloe's unexpected presence in the house with them. "Chloe, I didn't think you guys were getting back until later tonight?"

"Yeah, Bree wanted to get back earlier so she has more time to prepare for school going back, so here I am." The redhead grinned, happy to be back. Obviously, she wasn't in the mind to reveal her real reasoning for returning early right this second. But only a moment later, her excitement subsided, as she became aware of the tense situation between the girls in front of her. "Is everything okay?" She frowned, glancing between the two.

Stacie was the first to respond. "Everything is peachy. Welcome back! We'll be back in a second," she excused herself and Beca, as she dragged the shorter girl out the front door for some privacy.

Chloe stood there in shock as she waited for the two to return from their private chat, wondering what it was that they would want to hide from her. What secrets were they talking about when she had entered the room? She turned around and headed back up to their bedroom, deciding to instead do some more unpacking whilst she waited, as feelings of disappointment and sadness surfaced to her mind. Why would they want to keep something from me?

Once outside, clear of the listening range of Chloe, Stacie stopped and let go of Beca's arm.

The DJ kept her eyes on the ground as she pondered her friend's words. But she still felt as though she only had one choice.

"Stacie, you know that I hate keeping this a secret from Chloe, and from all of our friends. I really do. And I hate to ask you to do the same, but when you forced me to tell you the truth, you gave up the right to tell anyone else. This is not your secret to tell." Beca's voice was stern, commanding, as she held her ground.

Stacie nodded. "I know, and I understand that. I won't tell anyone, I promise you that. I just don't understand why you refuse to tell them. What could be so bad about your Crohn's being out in the open?" Stacie's voice took on a tone of pleading, as she tried to understand why Beca was so adamant about this.

Beca was now becoming frustrated. Stacie clearly didn't understand. She ran both hands through her hair before looking back up at the tall brunette, clearly stressed out about this.

"Do you think it was easy for me to admit to you that I have Crohn's disease? Nothing about Crohn's is fun, or positive. It's bowel issues, and nausea, and weight loss, and stomach aches, and fatigue, and colonoscopies and meds, and hospital. Not only is this embarrassing for me, but people look at me differently when they find out. It's like I'm always this sick person; like I have a disgusting disease. If I told the Bellas, if I told Chloe, none of them would look at me the same. I don't want them to have to deal with this too. To see what it is really like. Crohn's is not glamorous. It is better if they don't know." She finished with a quieter voice, hoping desperately that Stacie would now understand, and back off.

But to Beca's disappointment, the taller girl was wearing an expression of sympathy for her.

"Look, I get why you don't want to tell anyone, and it is totally up to you. But, all of those things you said, I really don't think any of the Bellas would ever pity you or find it disgusting. I thought you knew us better than that. You can trust us, Beca." The girl's eyes held some sadness in them, as she got the impression that Beca did not trust the Bellas enough to share her personal secret.

Beca huffed, still frustrated. Unfortunately for her, she was not in a good frame of mind, what with her already-eventful day. Her body was still struggling, and it was taking a toll on her mind. Which is why she couldn't help but look past Stacie's hurt, and instead focus on the expression of sympathy she had received beforehand. It was easier to be angry than to try and reason through everything.

"See? That!" She pointed at Stacie's face. "The sympathetic look that you just gave me, is exactly what I do not want. You don't need to feel sorry for me. But you just don't understand that. And neither will the other girls, if I tell them." By now, her hands were flying around, adding to the sense of exasperation she was giving off.

At this moment, a light bulb went off inside Stacie. Oh you idiot! She thought to herself. Why on Earth did I think it would be a good idea to talk to her about this when she has been in hospital today?! Of course Beca isn't thinking straight, she must be exhausted.

She took a step back, hands held up in surrender. "It's not that I feel sorry for you Beca. I just hate that you think of your Crohn's like that. It is nothing to be ashamed of. But I'm going to head out for a walk now, and let you have some space. You should rest up. And don't forget to take your medication."

And with that, the tall brunette turned and walked until she was out of sight.

"How could I forget?" Beca mumbled out in response, inaudible to anyone else.

She stood there for a moment, before heading back inside, grudgingly agreeing with her friend about needing to rest.

As she entered her and Chloe's room, she found the redhead unpacking the last of her clothes into her drawers.

Chloe turned around as soon as she heard Beca's arrival at the top of the stairs, and immediately turned her attention to her roommate.

"Hey, is everything okay?" She asked, concern laced through her voice.

Beca took a deep breath, trying to keep her frustration under control as she responded. "Yeah, of course. Everything is all good." She tried her best to sound honest.

Chloe looked sceptical, but hesitant to say anything.

"It's just, you guys didn't sound too happy before." She said slowly, noticing Beca's eyes widen anxiously as the brunette realised again that Chloe may have overheard some things. "Don't worry, I didn't hear anything." Beca relaxed visibly.

"Oh that was just a disagreement. Stacie keeps forgetting to wash the dishes when it's her turn." Beca brushed it off as something so trivial.

But such a lie couldn't get past the redhead, who tilted her head, knowingly.

"It seemed like you guys were arguing about a bit more than just dirty dishes. And you look kind of pale right now. Seriously Beca, is there something you're not telling me?"

"What?" Beca tried her best to look perplexed. "Not that I know of."

"I don't believe you. You've been acting strange for a while now, and for some stupid reason I've tried to let it go every time you lie or hide the truth from me, but I just – " But she was cut off by the brunette.

"Seriously? Is this 'Interrogate Beca Day'?" She raised her eyebrows, accompanying the sarcastic question.

Chloe was taken aback by this. "I just thought…" She began quietly, hesitant to speak once again.

"What?" Beca countered. "That it would be okay for you to snoop into my personal business?"

"Beca, I'm worried about you."

"Well you don't need to be. I'm – " This time, Chloe cut Beca off.

"Fine" She raised her hands in quotation mark gestures, finally frustrated with Beca's secrecy. Her voice was laced with sarcasm and hurt when she spoke up again. "Yeah I got that. You are always 'fine'. When are you going to stop hiding things from me?!" Now it was the redhead's turn to fight back, as she saw through Beca's front.

"Look, Chloe. I need you to back off, you keep asking me way too many questions. You should worry about your studies instead." Beca spoke with a raised voice, sick of all the questions she was getting, and desperately needing for the redhead to let it go.

Chloe's mouth fell open in shock. Beca had never once told her to back off. Even though the older girl was known for being very up-close and personal with people, Beca had never actually resisted it.

Beca took this chance to turn around and exit the room, speaking as she grabbed her bag from where she left it at the front door and made her way out towards the bus stop. "I'm going out."

In this moment, the brunette was not thinking clearly at all. Her mind felt all muddled up from the events of that day, and now here she was fighting with not only Stacie, but also Chloe. All she wanted to do was curl up in a ball with her hot water bottle and sleep. But right now, she figured, it wouldn't be a good idea to hang around the house after she snapped at Chloe. The DJ felt herself calming down a little as she blasted her music through her ears whilst she waited for the bus to take her to her dad's place. There she could have a sleep and recover a bit, and think about things in quiet.

A/N: So I know we all hate it when our favourite couple fights, but it can't be all unicorns and rainbows, so I had to mix it up a bit. Sorry, and please don't hate me. I promise it will get better ;)