"What are the odds of a bear or a moose showing up?" Beca wondered while Jesse got Joseph out of the backseat of the rental.

"That's your first thought?" he asked back.

"Um, yeah."

"Well, Sam, Sandra, and Doug spent a couple of weeks here. I guess, it's safe to say that this area is safe," he told her. "C'mon, let's check out the place," he told her as he stuffed his hand in his pocket and pulled the keys to the cabin.

"Wow." Jesse heard Beca said in a sarcastic tone once he unlocked the door.

"It's pretty awesome, huh?" he stepped inside the cabin.

"This is where your main dude decides to kill himself, right?" Beca checked.

"Yep. What do you think, does it fit?" he asked, smiling when he tilted his head to look at her. Beca blew a breath and shrugged.

"I guess, it does," she told him. "Couldn't you have asked Doug to give you some pictures of the place instead of coming all the way here?" she wondered.

"I've never been out of the states and an opportunity presented itself." He walked further inside the cabin, exploring it.

"And as producer—"

"—co-producer," Beca corrected.

"As co-producer," he said, rolling his eyes, "you have to be involved. It's not just tossing money and waiting for profit afterward."

"I know what producers do." Beca googled the duties of a film producer and was overwhelmed by the numerous kinds of producers in film production. She stood in front of a window and eyed the nearby river. "If I wanted to toss money and wait I would have tried the stock market." She pulled her phone from her pocket then tilted her head to look at Jesse who was making his way to one of the rooms.

"Jesse, I'm gonna make a phone call. I'll be outside. Don't take forever," she said, unlocking her phone.

"Oh, there's no reception," he told her in a matter of fact tone as he continued to walk away.

"What?" she said in surprise.

"We'll be out of here soon, I'm sure your phone call can wait." She heard him say.

Beca stuffed her phone in her back pocket and made her way out of the cabin and towards the river.

"Beca," Jesse called as he stood in the doorway while he rocked Joseph in his arms.

"You're done? Finally!" She paced towards the cabin.

"I think someone is hungry," Jesse nodded at Joseph.

Beca quickened her pace and took the little boy from his father. "Where are you going?" she asked Jesse who stepped out of the cabin while she walked inside it.

"Nowhere," he shrugged, trying not to look suspicious. "I'm just gonna walk around. We'll head to the motel when you're done nursing Joe, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," she nodded and sat on an armchair. "Just don't go wandering far," she told him.

"Don't worry," he smiled at her and walked away heading to the car to pull a couple of fuses from the battery so that it wouldn't start.

"This can't be happening." Beca ran a hand over her hair. Jesse tried to start the car again and as expected nothing happened.

"Jesse, fix it. We're not staying here," she firmly said.

"Calm down, Becs," Jesse said as he unlocked the door.

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down," Beca deadpanned watching him open the hood.

She was biting her fingernails when he peeked his head through the window. "Looks fine," he told her.

Beca reached and turned the key then looked up. "What are we going to do?" she asked as she began to freak out.

"Spend the night here and figure it out tomorrow," he shrugged.

"Jesse, you can't be serious."

"What do you suggest we do? Hitch a hike?"

Beca clenched her jaw at his words.

"We got the rental at the airport, we have all our stuff with us. We can spend a night here," he reasoned with her. Their plan was to go see the cabin then check into a motel and leave the next day.

"What about food? What are we gonna do about that? I can deal with Joe but what about us?"

"I saw some canned food back in the cabin." He did see canned beans but he had made a stop on the way at a gas station and bought some food.

"C'mon, Beca." He pulled his head back then reached to open the backseat and get Joseph.

Beca huffed and stepped out of the car.

Later that day.

"Jesse," Beca called as she walked towards Jesse who was lying on the couch playing a game on his phone. "I need to use the bathroom and Joe is still up and I don't think it's a good idea to leave a baby who's so psyched about crawling alone in a room even for a minute." she tilted her head to look at Joseph who was wide awake in her arms.

"Okay," Jesse got up. "What's up with him?"

"I don't know, he wouldn't sleep." Beca handed him the little boy.

"You know what could help him fall asleep?" Jesse said watching her make her way towards the bathroom.

"What?"

"A warm bath."

"I'll get the water running," she said before closing the door behind her.

"Did you forget to pack clothes to sleep in for yourself?" Jesse asked as he and Beca sat on the floor near the bathtub while Joseph played in the water with a rubber duck.

"No, that's not it" she curtly said, moving her fingers in the water as she leaned against the edge of the tub.

"Beca, relax. The place is very safe. There's an alarm system and all." He gestured around them. "We're safe." He gently poured water over Joseph's shoulders.

"I know," she deadpanned.

"What is it then?" Jesse frowned. "Wanna be quick to get out of here if a meanie moose attacks us?" he jokingly asked. "Worry not, Becs, we won't let any moose harm you." He grinned noting the way she was holding back a smile when he squeezed Joseph's cheek together.

"I really hope Joe falls asleep after this." She got on her knees and grabbed Joseph's shampoo bottle.

"You know what? You take a hot bath, it'll help you relax," he told her. "I'll wear him out while you're bathing."

"A hot bath does sound awesome," Beca admitted while squeezing some shampoo on her palm. "Don't give me that look," she said when she locked eyes with Joseph who was giving her puppy eyes. "The water is getting cold anyway," she reasoned with him as she gently rubbed her hand against his head.

Beca stepped out of the bathroom after a long bath feeling relaxed and hoping to find Joseph asleep. She smiled when walked into the room at the positions Jesse and Joseph were sleeping in; Jesse was laying on his stomach and had his arm over Joseph whose head was tucked in the crook of his father's neck.

She put a cover over them then turned on her heels. Beca opened her suitcase and sighed then grabbed a pair of boxer shorts and a white tank and wore them before flipping the light switch, leaving the table lap as the only source of light in the room, then carefully climbing on the bed.

As she got under the covers and got settled Jesse woke up alert. He seemed distressed as he looked around.

"You okay there?" Beca asked in a low voice as she eyed him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied while rubbing his face. "Just a nightmare," he told her distancing himself from Joseph slowly as he rolled on his back.

"You still have night terrors?" she said in surprise.

"They're not as frequent or intense as they once were but yeah," he sighed.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" she carefully said offering to listen.

He shook his head then sat up.

"Wait, where are you going?" she asked when he pushed the covers aside.

"The couch," he answered.

"Stay." She looked away when he tilted his head to look at her. Jesse watched her for a moment then laid back on the bed deciding it was best if he didn't ask any questions.

"I don't remember falling asleep," he told her as he stroked Joseph's cheek. "I think I fell asleep before Joe did." He looked up.

"I don't think you're supposed to tell me that," Beca spoke in a very low voice when Joseph shifted in his sleep. "I mean unless you want to get yelled at for being irresponsible and hear a long speech where I go through different 'what if' scenarios," she told him.

"You wouldn't do that," he confidently said.

"Why wouldn't I?" Beca arched an eyebrow.

"You know very well that as careless as I might get I wouldn't let anything happen to Joseph." He leaned down and placed a kiss on their kid's forehead. "God, I love this little weirdo," he sighed.

"Me, too," Beca smiled. "You know, before we got him, the thought of having kids crossed my mind," she shared with him. "And I was so close to just blurring it out when you didn't seem to pick on any of the hints I've thrown at you," she sighed.

"Why didn't you just do that?" he asked. He already knew what she had just told him because he figured it out based on a conversation they had where she high on edible at Benji and Emily's rehearsal dinner.

"I figured that you weren't ready for another kid when you didn't get the hints," she shrugged. "I wasn't either, I just thought about it and thought we'd talk about it and the possibility of ever having a child together."

"When was this?" he asked.

"Around the time we decided to move in together," she answered.

"I got the idea of starting a family with you out of my head because you told me yourself you don't want that: You broke up with your boyfriend of three years because he wanted to marry you and start a family." Jesse sat up.

"You warming up to the idea of having a family and me completely missing it is what started it, isn't it?" he guessed in realization. "This is what started the feelings of uncertainty of our future." He clenched his jaw. "I'm such a fucking moron," he mumbled. "If I had only told you that I'd fucking love to start a family with you someday none of this would have happened," he said feeling bitter at himself.

"Don't do this now," Beca sighed sitting up as well. "Don't blame yourself." She rested her hand on his shoulder squeezing it. "I didn't bring it up. You wouldn't have known that I sort of stopped being so against the thought of having a kid."

"You tried—"

"It's not like the world ceased to exist because we broke up." She paused to swallow.

"Don't start with the bullshit pep talk. I know how hard it is for you to get those words out and I don't want to listen to you tell me how better off we are when we're apart. So, I think it's best if you just didn't." He shrugged. They sat in silence for a few seconds. "I feel like shit and I will probably start saying things that would only hurt. I'll be on the couch," he told her then got out of bed.

The next day.

"Look at you," Beca said to Joseph after dressing him up in a squirrel onesie. "So fucking cute!" she picked him up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Let's go check on dada," she sighed.

Beca stood in the middle of the cabin and frowned when she didn't find Jesse on the couch. Walking past the window, she spotted him sitting on the grass near the river. She dressed Joseph in an extra layer of clothes to avoid getting the little boy sick because of the autumn early morning breeze then grabbed a pack of crackers and made coffee for herself and Jesse before she joined him outside.

"Jesse, I didn't think the whole balancing-two-mugs-of-coffee-and-an-infant thing through. I'm gonna drop something or someone," she said as she tried to keep Joseph from reaching for one of the mugs. Jesse tilted his head as he got up and hurried to pick Joseph up from her.

"Thanks," he said accepting a mug of coffee.

"Sure," Beca smiled then look towards the river. "Well, this is nice."

"It is," Jesse agreed.

"You didn't sleep, did you?" Beca wondered after taking a sip of coffee.

He shook his head.

"Me neither." She sat down on the grass. "I couldn't. I mean I haven't had a good night sleep in so many months it feels like a distant memory. But I usually sleep for a few hours."

"Are you becoming insomniac? If you are, go see a doctor don't start a fight club." Jesse sat down next to her.

"Doc will probably give me Ambien or something similar which I can't exactly take when there's a tiny human that might need me at night." She sighed. "He'll grow up eventually."

"So, you're going to roll with insomnia until then?" Jesse checked in disbelief.

Beca shrugged in response and pulled the crackers from her sweater's pocket.

"Jesus, Joe, I just nursed you," Beca said to Joseph when he reached for the cracker she was handing Jesse.

"Not like he wants to actually eat it." Jesse pecked the boy's forehead. "He just wants to put it in his mouth to validate it, you know?" He gave him the cracker and watched him stuff it in his mouth and suck on it instead of biting.

"Is it good?" Jesse asked when Joseph looked up babbling.

"Jesse, how are we gonna get out of here? I'm trying not to freak out but it's kind of hard given the fact that we're in the middle of nowhere with no cellphone reception. I don't want us to die here."

For a moment Jesse wanted to come clean and tell her that they could leave whenever they wanted then shook it off remembering his goal.

"Don't go there, no one dies from staying in a countryside cabin," he said instead.

"I know I'm over reacting but you know I have a point!" she told him. "We can't stay here forever."

"The closest gas station is like twenty miles away. I guess I can walk there and get help," he said hoping to God she'd say no.

"Fuck no. You're not gonna do that," she told him and he had to fight looking relieved.

"Why not?" he asked as he sipped his coffee.

"Because you could get attacked by a bear," she said in a serious tone.

"Don't be absurd, Becs," Jesse chuckled.

"Jesse, we're in the French Canadian countryside, get perspective!"

"There aren't any bears in this part of Canada," he assured her. "We'd be lucky if we saw a deer, though."

"Are you being honest or are you just saying that so that I'd let you go?" she narrowed her eyes.

'Oh, shit,' Jesse thought because he really didn't want to go get help.

"We'll figure something else," she decided and put her mug of coffee down. "But for now we're staying together." She took Joseph from Jesse's lap and helped him stand while supporting his weight when he held onto her shoulder.

"Ew, don't be gross, I don't wanna eat that." She pulled her head back when Joseph tried to feed her the cracker that he had been sucking on.

"I don't mind," Jesse leaned in and opened his mouth.

"What does it taste like?" Beca grimaced as she watched Jesse take a bite.

"Special edition cracker: your regular cracker but dripping in saliva," he said imitating the voice of the people you hear on commercials. "Try it, Becs," he encouraged.

"Yeah, not happening, thank you very much." She placed a kiss on Joseph's cheek.

"Suit yourself," Jesse shrugged and sipped his coffee.

"Hey, Jesse," Beca called. "Last night I kept thinking 'what if we did have the starting a family talk'," she was saying when he tilted his head to look at her. "This guy wouldn't have happened probably," she nodded at Joseph. "So next time you start blaming yourself for how things turned out, keep that in mind," she said.

"Okay," Jesse nodded and look back at the view.

Later.

"Jesse, wake up," Beca whispered as she shook Jesse's shoulder. "Jesse, wake the fuck up," she continued to say in a low voice only because Joseph was napping next to his dad.

"What?" he spoke in a raspy voice waking up from his much-needed nap.

"I think I fixed the car," she told him.

"You did what?" He sat up.

"The car, I fixed it. There were some loose fuses that you missed," she explained. "I can't find the car keys to start it. Where are they?"

"Um, I don't know." He did know. They were in his jeans' pocket.

"Are you kidding me right now?!" she groaned.

"Keep your voice down you'll wake Joe up," Jesse whispered as he climbed out of bed.

"You had the keys, Jesse, you need to remember where you put them!" she told him as they walked out of the room.

"I don't remember having them. You were the one starting the car while I checked the engine," he said thinking of a way to stall.

"I remember things differently. And, you're the forgetful one, Jesse," she poked his chest.

"That's not fair. You're always forgetting where you put things. You own so many damn headphones because you keep forgetting where you put them." He poked her shoulder.

"So irrelevant." She shook her head. "You lost the keys. Find them."

"You start looking, I need to use the bathroom," Jesse said and walked past her. He grabbed his jeans that were laying on the couch took the keys to keep them on him at all times.

It had just been a day and his flawed plan was already failing: Jesse knew he had to improvise.

He stood in front of the mirror and scratched his beard thinking of how he was going to stir the pot to peeve the way for himself and Beca to solve their problems.

"Fuck," he murmured and walked out of the bathroom.

"Jesse, at least pretend to look," Beca said in annoyance when she spotted him standing in a corner.

"Why are you in such a rush to leave?" he asked. "You said you fixed the car. The keys won't just disappear we'll find them. We have food." He knew he was digging for a fight but hoped it would score him some progress because pissed off Beca was way too honest.

"We can't stay," she told him as she got on her knees and bent to look under the couch.

"Why?"

"Because, Jesse," she looked up, "it's a matter of time before we sleep together."

Jesse didn't hide his surprise and it got an eye roll from Beca. "Don't look at me like that. You know that it's inevitable. And, it will complicate things so much. So just help me look for the keys so we could leave."

"If it's inevitable, what's the point in running away?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

"Are you deaf? I just told you." She stood up. "It will complicate things."

"Well, I won't try anything with you," he shrugged. "So, relax. And go get some sleep, you're getting hysterical." He turned on his heels, leaving the room.

Movies made it look easier. It wasn't. It was hard mainly because of how wrong it felt. Manipulate her into staying felt very wrong.

"Here you go," he said as he handed Beca microwaved Mac and Cheese for dinner.

"What's this?" she looked inside the bowl.

"Mac and Cheese." He sat down next to her on the couch.

"Looks edible," Beca said as she dipped a spoon.

"It's good, trust me," he mumbled bringing a spoonful to his mouth.

"I feel bad for Joe," Beca admitted as she ate while eyeing their son who was playing on the braided rug.

"Why?"

"He hasn't had any finger food for two days. And I don't think this kind of Mac and Cheese is good for him."

"He's fine, Becs," Jesse said noting the thoughtful look on Beca's face.

She nodded and brought another spoon to her mouth.

"We both know that I'm a grade-A idiot, right?" he started to say once they finished eating.

Jesse spent the whole day in conflict over what he should do and decided to come clean.

"No, you're not," Beca frowned.

"I am. And I did something that will make you angry." He paused.

"You got us stuck here on purpose?" she guessed.

He nodded.

She took a deep breath then calmly asked, "Why?"

"I want us to figure things out—"

"—Jesse," she sighed.

"No, wait, hear me out," he interrupted. "Ideally we'd work things out and get back together but that's not just it. I want us to get past our problems and give our 100% to co-parenting Joe."

"So, you thought we'd spend a few days in the forest and magically solve our problems?"

"Yes. There aren't any distractions and we can't run away from each other here. I know it's very shitty to do this to you: To go behind your back," he admitted. "But let's be real, you wouldn't have agreed to come otherwise."

"You're right. I wouldn't have."

He reached into his pocket and pulled the rental's keys. "We'll leave first thing in the morning but I really believe we should stay," he said as he gave her the keys.

He was trusting his gut that told him she'd agree to stay because she wanted the best for Joe and wanted him to grow up having parents who despite not being together had a great relationship and didn't snap at each other over the littlest things.

"Could you spend the night with us? I think I heard howling last night," Beca said as she played with the keys between her fingers.

"Yeah, sure," he nodded surprised she didn't try to kill him for what he did. "Wait, you're not asking me to go to bed with you and Joe so that you could suffocate me with a pillow, are you?"

"Yeah, Jesse, I want to kill you while our baby sleeps between us," she nodded. "But with my bare hands," she added looking up. "Pillows are for pussies," she shrugged bending to pick Joseph up when he crawled to her.

Jesse smiled then leaned over and placed a kiss on her head. "Thanks, Becs," he thanked her for not losing her mind and being understanding of his motives.

Waking up to a tiny hand patting your face was a great way to wake up in Jesse's books. He smiled opening his eyes and held Joseph up.

"Good morning, buddy," he said he sat up then frowned noting the absence of Beca. "Where did mama go?" he wondered.

He climbed out of bed and looked around for Beca then saw that the car was missing and figured she left to get something.

Jesse bathed and changed Joseph's diaper and got him ready for the day then went to see if there was anything the little boy could eat.

"Oh, look what mama left for you," Jesse said when he found a bottle of breast milk on the counter. "Mama got you covered." He grabbed the bottle and put it to heat up a little before he gave it to Joseph.

He had just handed Joseph the bottle when he saw Beca park the car in front of the cabin so he made his way to get the door for her.

"Morning," he greeted watching her grab shopping bags from the backseat.

"Morning," she replied. "There's a town a few miles south from here," she informed Jesse as she stepped inside the cabin.

"I didn't know that," he truthfully said.

"There's reception and I found a coffee place that offered WiFi," she was saying as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Cool." Jesse followed her.

"I contacted the rental agency and told them we're gonna keep the car for another week and I called in work and took a week off. Then, I went and got us some actual food 'cause we can't keep eating junk."

Jesse pulled her into a hug and rubbed her back when she hugged him back.

AN: Next chapter is gonna be the last! I hope you enjoyed reading this.