A/N: Am I the only one thinking that Beca would make an awesome Green Arrow also? Just spit balling here xD someone make it happen!
I hope everyone had a great New Year :) i for one dont recall anything that happened.
Anyway, heres the next chapter :)!
Beca woke up earlier than everyone else the next morning. She patted her way to her room, making sure not to wake Chloe. Beca changed into her suit and slipped on a pair of sweats and hoodie over the spandex. Taking a moment to look over at Chloe and smile, determined to fix things, she darted towards the window and hopped out.
Once she dropped down in the alley, Beca slipped her hands into the front pouch of her hoodie and strolled her way to the flower shop just up the block. The bell on the door dinged when she opened it, making the man at the counter turn in her direction and smile brightly.
"Morning! Are you just taking a look? Or would you like some help?" He asked.
Beca made a motorboat sound with her lips as her eyes took a glance at the many flowers surrounding her. She didn't possess any form of knowledge for this sort of thing, if it was just anybody else she would have bought the simple looking bouquet of roses. But this wasn't for just anybody, it was for Chloe. And god knows Beca would give her girlfriend the world if she could. But a beautifully picked bouquet of flowers and breakfast to wake up to will do just fine.
"I..may need some help."
The man smiled brightly and drummed his hands down on the counter before twirling his way around it to walk over to Beca. He placed a hand on her back and led her to the middle of the store so she can have a better look around.
"Now, darling, who are the flowers for?"
"My girlfriend. I need something that says..I'm sorry and I love you." Beca said, waving her hands in the air aimlessly as she spoke.
The florist, James, snapped his fingers and walked over to the bouquets of violet Hyacinth's.
"How about these?"
Beca bit her lip and folded her arms. They were definitely beautiful. From what James was babbling about they made great apology flowers. Or he was just trying to make a sale.
"Can you show me any others?" Beca asked.
James bowed his head and smiled before leading her further into the store. He presented her a bouquet of Tulip's.
"These, my dear, are also great for apologies. They're also a great choice."
Beca pursed her lips, "If you were apologizing to a significant other which would you choose? Honestly."
James smiled, "The Hyacinth's. Simply because I believe the radiant beauty plays a big role when you choose flowers and they certainly take the cake."
Seeing the smile on Beca's face made the smile on his face grow even more.
"Do you agree?" He asked.
Beca nodded, "Definitely." The beauty did indeed play a big role. But to Beca it was for a totally different reason.
"I think we have a winner."
Beca nodded, "I'll take the Hya...the violet ones." She chuckled.
After watching him wrap them up in the plastic, Beca left the shop and walked over to the deli to get Chloe breakfast.
Chloe jerked awake to the sound of her obnoxious alarm. Glaring at the device on her nightstand, she swiped her lockscreen to silence the siren and dropped back down on her pillow. She deserved five extra minutes didn't she? Chloe found herself taking a glance at the empty space next to her, a frown quickly finding it's way on her face. She stood up and made her way over to the living room but was confused to find the couch empty.
"Where is she?" She muttered.
Chloe patted her way back to her room, the cold tile floors made the soles of her feet tingle as she reached the doorway. The cold sting from the floor suddenly forgotten when she found Beca in the process of climbing back into the room.
Beca smiled sheepishly as she held the bouquet behind her back even though she was certain Chloe could see it.
"Chloe, I don't like fighting with you. We have different views on how I deal with the Spider-Man thing and..this time I'm going to make an effort of putting your feelings above mine like I should have done from the beginning. So.." Beca held out the flowers and smiled brightly, "Forgive me?"
Chloe smiled and walked over to pull Beca into a hug, tucking her face into the crook of Beca's neck.
Beca wrapped her arms tightly around her girlfriend, smiling into her red hair.
Chloe pulled away and giggled as she grabbed the flowers from Beca's hand.
"They're beautiful, Bec."
Beca tucked a hair behind Chloe's ear and spoke softly, "They reminded me of you."
Chloe bit her lip as she darted her eyes between Beca's. Her gaze flickering down to the girls lips for a moment before leaning in to close the distance between them. She wrapped her unoccupied arm around Beca's neck, her fingers tangling themselves in the brown locks. Beca pulled away and pecked Chloe on the nose before tilting her head slightly.
"Are we okay?"
Chloe sighed, "I just want you to understand that there's people who worry about you. As much as I appreciate the gesture, giving me flowers seems more like your way of trying to make me not mad at you instead of reassuring me that you'll be more careful.."
Beca's face turned serious, "I will be. Coming back home to you..to everybody is what keeps me going." She furrowed her eyebrows, "Never question that again, okay?."
"Okay." Chloe said, watching Beca walk over to the plastic bag that had been left on the dresser.
Just as Beca was presenting the bagel she had gotten Chloe, different sounding alarms erupted throughout the loft, followed by multiple groans and whines. The couple scurried around their room to get ready, racing each other to the bathroom to avoid having to wait behind their friends.
Amy roamed the halls of Pace University later that afternoon. Her teacher had given a quiz and she finished early so why not use her free time to familiarize herself with the school.
Amy walked over to the floor to ceiling windows and plopped down on one of the loveseats, propping up her feet on the table in front of her. She busied herself to her social media when her feet were suddenly pushed off the table. Looking up, ready to scold whoever it was, she smirked when Jesse pranced his way over to sit on the armrest of her chair.
"Why aren't you in class?" Jesse asked.
Amy snorted, "I could ask you the same, Swanson."
"I," Jesse smiled smugly, "asked first."
"I finished my quiz early. Passing time. What's your excuse?"
Jesse shrugged, "You know that 15 minute rule? Turns out it's true so we all went our seprate ways."
Amy nodded in understanding. She knit her eyebrows together, "Isn't Beca in your class? Where is she?"
Jesse leaned down towards her ear when a group of students sat down on the couch next to them.
"We were walking together on my way here but then we heard sirens so she went to check it out."
"Ahh." Amy nodded.
Jesse cleared his throat, "Have you heard from Felicia? How's she holding down the fort?"
Amy smirked, "Why don't you ask Stacie."
Jesse raised an eyebrow, "What are you implying?"
"Oh nothing. Just that she's the one getting reaaal close to our fellow masked menace."
Taking interest in the new information, Jesse shifted so his body was turned to Amy.
"Really?"
"Pay close attention. They're not like Beca and Chloe, they know the meaning of being sly."
Jesse chuckled, "Gotcha."
Meanwhile, Spider-Man was latched onto the hood of a car as it raced down the street with three cop cars hot on its tail. The vehicle swerved side to side, leaving tire tracks on the street, as it attempted to shake off the hero.
"Woo-!" Spider-Man exclaimed when the criminal began shooting at the roof of the car, bullets penetrating the hood. She dodged the bullets and crawled her way to the drivers window, smashing her fist against the glass which shattered upon impact.
Spider-Man perched herself on the side of the car, her head looking inside.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to pull over. You're waaay passed the speed limit."
"Fuck you, Spider-Man!" The criminal shouted, pressing the trigger of his pistol as he pointed the gun at the hero.
Spider-Man threw her body to the side until she heard the click of the gun, signaling that there were no more bullets in the clip. She broke the handle of the door and threw it open.
The criminal waved his arm in Spider-Man's face, "Get ou-!"
"Shut it." Spider-Man said when she shot a web to the man's mouth. She pulled the emergency brake and grabbed the man by the collar, pulling them out of the car and onto the street. The car came to a full stop and Spider-Man remained on the ground with the criminal when the cop cars pulled up around them.
A cop ran over to them, "Both of you. Hands where I can see them!"
Spider-Man scoffed, "Oh come on. If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have caught hi-"
"Freeze, Spider-Man!"
The hero raised to her knees and raised her arms, if it wasn't for her mask the cop could have seen the annoyed expression on her face.
After cuffing the man on the ground, the cop went over and bent Spider-Man's arms back and snapped the handcuffs on, making her wince.
"Hey, watch it!"
"Shut the hell up." He said, pushing her towards the car, "Spider-Man, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent-"
"Dude, seriously-"
"You have the right to an attorney-"
Spider-Man spun around to face the cop, "You know I have nothing but good intentions. Don't listen to Fisk-"
"If you cannot afford an attorney one will be provided to you- "
Before he could finish stating her rights, Spider-Man broke free from the handcuffs and temporarily stunned the cop by webbing him in the face before hopping onto the car and swinging away but not before the cop in the car was able to shoot her in the shoulder.
"Argh! Son of a bitch!" She yelled, trying her best to ignore the pain long enough to reach her vantage point.
Spider-Man dropped down on the roof where she stashed her bag. She walked over to it and pulled out rubbing alcohol and gauzes. Taking a deep breath, the hero spilled some alcohol on her injury, wincing at the sting that followed, and wiped it clean. Having a better look at it, she cursed under her breath when she realized the bullet was still inside.
"Fuck.." Spider-Man wrapped the gauze around it and made her way home.
Once she reached the living room window, Spider-Man looked around before calling out.
"Felicia?..Anyone?"
After hearing a couple plates hit the surface of the sink, Felicia darted out of the kitchen, a shocked expression on her face when she saw the hero.
"Bec? You okay?"
Pulling her mask off, Beca said, "Nope. The cops still don't like me. I have a-a bullet in my arm."
Felicia made a bee line towards her friend and helped her remove the top half of the suit.
"Damn..okay, wait here."
Beca watched her disappear into the bathroom before returning with the first aid kit. She pulled out tweezers and supplies needed for stitching. Beca's eyes widened and she backed away slowly.
"Whatcha got there, dude?"
Felicia walked over and went to get a hold of Beca's arm.
"I gotta take the bullet out then I need to stitch it- "
Beca backed up again, "Like hell you do. Get away from me!"
Felicia raised her eyebrow and grinned, "Are you scared of needles, Spider?"
Beca narrowed her eyes, "Uh no. But I don't want to have something digging into my arm either. This isn't a game of Operation."
"Beca, I need to take the bullet out." Felicia deadpanned.
"No!" Beca said, voice cracking. She continued to back away until her back hit the wall by the window.
Felicia walked towards her, "I'll try not to make it hurt but it needs to get out."
"No."
"Beca!"
"No!"
Felicia pounced on her and brought Beca down to the floor with a loud thud. She pressed one knee down on the good arm while her hands worked to keep the injured arm in place.
"Stop being a baby!"
"Get off of me!"
As they continued their wrestling match, the front door slid open and in came the rest of the troop.
Chloe was the first to see the two on the floor. From the angle they were in she was unable to see the wound on Beca's arm. The fact that Beca was shirtless and Felicia was straddling her caught her attention.
"What's going on here?" She asked.
Felicia looked up and sighed in relief, "Thank god. I need- "
"What you need to do is get off of my girlfriend." Chloe said, taking a step towards them.
Felicia narrowed her eyes, "She has a bullet in her arm and she won't let me get it out."
"What?" Aubrey said, walking over to stand beside Felicia. The rest soon followed to look down at a sheepish Beca laying on the floor.
Amy clicked her tongue, "I'll give her a light anesthetic and you guys do your thing." Just as the rest were about to question what she meant, Amy bent down and raised her fist.
Beca's eyes widened like a deer in the headlights.
"Someone stop her!"
Jesse grabbed his friends fist and moved her out of the way. He looked down at Beca and sighed.
"Bec you need us to remove the bullet."
Chloe bent down, "They'll make it quick."
Stacie raised her eyebrow, "You won't be helping, Beale?"
Chloe shook her head, "Hell no. I don't wanna wiggle tweezers in her arm, gross."
Beca glared up at her girlfriend, "You think I want them too?"
Aubrey ran her fingers through her hair, "Well we're going to need to, Bec. It can get infected."
Beca bit her lip. Trying to remind herself that she's been through worse but she was still human, you know.
"Fine. Let's get this over with."
Everyone shared a look with one another as they prepared themselves. Stacie went to the kitchen and returned with the sterilized instruments on a tray. The surgeons: Jesse and Aubrey came back out of the bathroom after washing their hands. Chloe hand her hand gripped on Beca's forearm, keeping it in place, while the other was laced with Beca's hand.
Amy handed out the tweezers to Jesse and Aubrey and sucked in a breath when they reached down to get a closer look.
"ARGH!" Beca hollered, her eyes snapped shut.
"Beca," Jesse said, "We haven't touched you yet."
"I know I was just imagining it." Beca muttered.
Chloe caressed her girlfriends hand with the pad of her thumb.
"It'll be over before you know it." She gave Aubrey and Jesse a nod, telling them to do it.
Aubrey reached over and wiped down the wound with alcohol, earning a wince from Beca. She spread the wound with her fingers and looked away when Jesse reached over with the tweezers.
"AAARGH!" Beca screeched, throwing her head to the side and clenching her fists. She arched her back and groaned as Jesse continued to search for the bullet while muttering his apologies.
Feeling the metal of the tweezers tap against something solid, he sighed in relief.
"I-I found it."
"Get it out!" Beca yelled.
Felicia turned her head away and bit her lip when Jesse began to pull the bullet out, cursing when he lost his grip. Stacie reached over and took hold of her hand, providing a bit of reassurance to the both of them.
"Amy..I'm starting to..argh! Rethink the anesthetic idea." Beca said through pants.
Chloe pushed back the damp hair from Beca's forehead, "It's almost done."
Beca let out a whimper, shutting her eyes tightly when she felt the bullet being pulled slowly from her shoulder.
"I got it." Jesse said, letting out a dry laugh in triumph. He placed the bullet on the tray beside him and helped Aubrey cleanse the wound with alcohol before wrapping a bandage around it.
With the help of Felicia and Chloe, Beca rose up off the floor. She followed Chloe to the room and plopped down on the bed. Chloe stayed in the doorway.
"Get some rest. I'll be back to change the bandages."
Beca gave her a weak smile, "Okay."
Chloe shut the door and made her way towards the kitchen.
She sighed, "I need a drink."
Eddie walked into Fisk's dining room with his head down. Fisk set down his whiskey on the table.
"Do you have good news for me?"
"No, boss." Eddie muttered.
Fisk nodded, making Eddie think that maybe things were still okay. But when Fisk grabbed his glass and threw it against the wall next to Eddie, he knew he was in deep shit.
"I don't want you back here unless you get the job done. Do you understand me!"
Eddie nodded, "Yes."
"Get out!"
Eddie scurried his way out of the room and down the hall towards the elevator, his chest heaving as soon as the doors closed. He ran his hand down his face and sighed.
"I can't get to Felicia with Beca still protecting her." He thought outloud. Eddie banged his head against the wall of the elevator, his tongue darting out the corner of his mouth as he thought of a new plan.
A/N: omg Eddie what are you planning?!
What do you think his plan is gonna be?
What are you thoughts on the Beca and Chloe situation?
How do you think Beca should deal with the cops? Should she go to Matthew for help?
Felicia and Stacie? What do you think?
Let me know :)
have a good one!