A/N: Enjoy the Bechloe :)

On another note, thanks for all the support guys and sticking with me through all this! I'm posting another bonus chapter for one of my other fics tomorrow night (so stay tuned for that :D)

I'll also be updating 'Wish Again'… well… again… and the updates will be quicker this time around, I promise! Someone requested a sequel for this sequel… I actually have an idea for that (it was the more drama heavy thing I didn't use for this one) so let me think about it. It might not be for some time though.

One last thing, I didn't do a wedding scene here (mostly because Beca walking towards Chloe kinda felt like her walking down the aisle when I wrote it for some reason – see last chapter) – so I'm skipping the wedding and jumping in at the start of the honeymoon. :D Sorry if it's short.

Thank you all for tuning in!

PS: definitely google the place I mention to get the wonderful picture of where they are ;3 (AKA I gave this a lot of thought… if I find a girlfriend… *insert mini montage of how the only thing I have is a LABlife right now and the gloom and doom of it all* and I really love her, this is where I'm planning to propose)

I don't own pitch perfect.

-one year later-

So having an incredibly wealthy and connected half-sister who still totally adores you have some perks.

One such example is the rather impressive wedding gift of an all-expense paid trip to the most romantic spots in the world.

And said all-expense paid trip was a month long venture.

"Memories Beca! That's what it's all about! Sometimes the most precious memories can never be captured on film, so be sure to live them and savor the moments as the happen." Adrianne had said when she presented the plane tickets to both her and Chloe the night before their wedding.

Yeah she was definitely thankful to Adrianne for that.

How else would they find themselves at the Kaukslauttanen Arctic Resort in Finland as their first stop?

Essentially, they were in what was called as a Keso-glass igloo, with a bed and sauna included in the main log cabin, but with another bed in the glass igloo jutting out of the cabin. Surrounding them was nothing but snow. Beca might have squealed upon seeing a reindeer earlier too.

But what was most magical, Beca found as soon as she followed Chloe who was rushing towards the bed in the glass igloo and lying down flat on her back.

Not that they didn't see it outside.

But it was quite something to actually be laying down in a comfortable bed and in the warmth of the whole Keso-igloo thing with the Norther Lights – the Aurora Borealis – right above them.

The sight itself was truly breath taking.

And Beca smiled.

Because she never thought she'd find something even more breathtaking than that when she turned to look at Chloe smiling in wonderment like a little child with the sight above her.

Beca knew the world was beautiful, and that it held the most intoxicatingly beautiful places hidden for the most times that part of its allure is finding them. But it wasn't until she looked at Chloe at that moment that she knew, that she understood, how beautiful the world truly was…

that the world was even more beautiful reflected in Chloe's eyes.

And Beca couldn't help it. They laid there perfectly still, Chloe simply watching the Northern Lights and Beca watching Chloe.

She understood what Adrianne said when she hear her younger sister say it, but it was only then that it hit her.

The moment they were sharing then, no camera can ever capture it. It can try, but would always be a pale comparison to the moment itself.

It would never capture the air of magic that surrounded them.

It could never capture how perfect everything was. How beautiful Chloe was at the moment.

So Beca decided to truly live the moment. Etch every single detail in her mind, because this was something she will never let herself forget.

Ever.

Even if she finds herself losing her memories again.

Even when she's old and gray.

She'll let this moment live in her mind forever.

And she was certain she was going to savor each passing moment to come as they happen, as they pass.

Because nothing in this world could ever compare or outweigh the way she felt at that moment.

Alive in every sense of the word.

And as cheesy as it sounds, drowning in nothing but love.

Beca couldn't help the smile slowly tugging at the corners of her lips.

She was happy, she was content, in all of the simplicity of what was around them.

Chloe's eyes closed for a second as she smiled even bigger. "You're starting."

"Well, you are beautiful." Beca replied almost breathlessly.

Chloe giggled before daring to look at Beca. "Mitchell, you already have me. I think we can stop with cheesy one-liners."

"Uh-uh." Beca replied. "Never. The least I could do is remind you every day that I love you and how I'm lucky to have you. Compliments to your beauty comes with that package."

"You know, it's time like these that makes me wonder how you still call yourself badass." Chloe teased.

"I think being a badass includes showing a soft side and never being ashamed of it." Beca started to say. "But if you move closer I can show you how plenty of badass I am."

Chloe laughed a little more. And Beca couldn't help but be more intoxicated in just about everything Chloe at that point. "You are so predictable." she said, before moving closer to capture Beca's lips with a kiss…

getting completely lost in each other…

and then some…

and nothing could compare waking up the next day in Chloe's arms, breathing her in, feeling the warmth of her skin.

To think this was only the start of a lifetime of this.

Not that it wasn't already like this since they got together, but there was something about finally being married that made everything official.

That she was Chloe's and Chloe was hers.

And that their love was for each other only.

It was the greatest feeling in the world.

And Beca knew it won't always be perfect.

But for as long as there would be moments like this, no matter how many or few there was, she knew everything will be alright.

She was actually looking forward to ever morning to come.