Beca was relieved that nobody said anything to her when she picked her son up from daycare that evening. They had been in the house for maybe a minute when the doorbell rang.

"Miss Chloe!" Johnny yelled as Beca opened the door. He ran full speed ahead to hug her around the waist.

"Hey, buddy! How was school?"

"Good."

"I brought Chinese food for dinner."

"Yum!"

Beca took one of the bags from her girlfriend and they all headed to the kitchen. Beca and Chloe got all the food sorted out, and they quickly sat down to eat.

"Miss Chloe, what are those?" Johnny asked.

"You mean these?" Chloe asked, holding up her chopsticks.

"Yeah."

"They're chopsticks. It's what they use to eat in China."

"Why doesn't Mommy eat with them?" he asked.

"Because I don't know how," said Beca.

"I'll teach both of you sometime," said Chloe.

Johnny monopolized most of the dinner conversation. He told Chloe about how much he'd missed her, and he went into great detail about story time, the IHOP dinner, and his visit to the aquarium. Chloe smiled and told him she'd missed him too, but she'd been super busy learning how to be an animal doctor.

After dinner, he dragged Chloe to the playroom to show her his latest Lego creations. He then headed to his bedroom and insisted on modeling his Marshall costume for her. "I'm a fire dog, Miss Chloe!"

"I can see that. Very cool," she said. "May I take a picture? I want to send it to Mr. Alan and Miss Beth to show Cassie and Denny if it's okay with your mommy."

"Go right ahead," said Beca.

Johnny was a ham, posing and smiling while Chloe snapped away.

"Okay, dude, let's get the costume off of you. Let me help so you don't accidentally rip it before Halloween," said Beca.

"Okay, Mommy."

Beca carefully removed the costume and hung it in her son's closet. "Get your pajamas on, kiddo. It's about time for bed."

"Can Miss Chloe read me my story tonight?"

"I'd love to," said Chloe.

Once Johnny was down, Beca found Chloe sitting on her couch.

"I think we should talk," said Chloe.

Beca felt the pace of her breathing increase. Her girlfriend must have sensed her nerves because she immediately reached out and took Beca's hand in hers.

"Hey, relax. It's not that talk. I just want to talk about what happened over the weekend."

"It's...not?" Beca asked, her voice timider than she'd expected.

"I love you, and a shitty weekend of arguments isn't going to change that."

Beca let out the breath she'd been holding. "I love you too, Chloe."

"Why did you think I'd leaked your identity to the press?"

"It was stupid," said Beca. "Theo put the idea into my head, and I was thinking about all of the arguings. I regret even saying anything to you. I'm an idiot for letting him get into my head. I'm sorry. I know you better than that, and I know you wouldn't have done that to me or my son."

"Thank you," said Chloe. "I'm sorry I wasn't more understanding when Jesse canceled on you. I was so disappointed."

"I know you were because I felt the same way. And, believe me, I let Jesse have it."

"I'm sure you did."

"He'd forgotten he'd even promised to take Johnny. I'd called him about something else, and said: 'See you tomorrow' and he admitted he'd completely forgotten."

"Why wouldn't he just take your son?" asked Chloe.

"Because he's kind of an asshat. He's moving in with Amanda, which was why I'd called him. He'd told our son not to tell me. I let him have it for that as well. What if someone does something awful to him and tells him it's a secret?"

Chloe simply shook her head.

"And, really, I don't have anybody to keep our son other than Jesse. I'm not close to my mom, and she lives in Seattle. I don't have family here other than my dad and the stepmonster, and I don't trust very many people with my son."

"You trust me with him."

"You're one of the few," said Beca.

"Have you thought more about the custody situation?"

"No, not really."

"I guess you haven't exactly had time."

"No."

"How are you handling the identity leak?"

"I'm working through it, I guess. By the way, did you know Beth works for the firm that wrote the NDA's?"

"No," said Chloe.

"She was the attorney I saw this afternoon. She made me feel a lot better."

"I'm glad. Do you have any idea who might have leaked your identity?"

"Theo suspects Fat Amy," said Beca. "While I wouldn't say she thinks things through, I do know that she's pretty fiercely loyal to me. I don't think she'd have purposely said something, but I could see her getting loose-lipped after enough drinks."

"Could it have been Jesse?"

"As much as I'd like to point the finger at my ex, no, not really. I guess, at first, I thought he might have. He and I hadn't spoken the entire weekend after I went off on him. But, he doesn't want our son affected by my fame, either. He said he didn't tell Amanda, but I don't know whether or not to believe him."

"I'm sure Beth's people will figure it out," said Chloe.

"I still have to decide what I want to do. The label thinks I should get a publicist and just publicly reveal who I am. Beth assured me I can do that while keeping my son's identity protected."

"What do you think of that idea?"

"I don't know. I really like being a recluse. I already got a taste of things over the weekend, although I didn't know that was why people were whispering until today." Beca went on to explain about all of the different times and places she'd taken her son that weekend and had been convinced that an unusual number of people were noticing she was a young mother.

Chloe squeezed Beca's hand. "I hate that you're having to deal with this."

"Me, too."

"So, are we okay?" asked Chloe.

Beca nodded. "Yeah, but, one more thing."

"What's that?"

"Could you please not offer to throw money at my problems? I worked really hard to get myself out of debt, and I don't want my rich girlfriend solving all of my problems."

"That's fair," said Chloe. "You know I just wanted to help, don't you?"

"I do. I also know that you've never had to struggle with anything financial in your entire life. I went from the ground up to make a good life for myself and my son. I was so proud to pay off that loan. I promise I can pay for an attorney if I need one."

"You're right. I'm lucky that I've never had a financial struggle. I'll do my best to respect your need to stand on your own two feet."

"Thank you."

"Please don't let Jesse continue to cancel on you without at least talking to an attorney, though, okay?"

"I promise. Oh, and Jesse swore up and down he'd take our son this weekend. He even offered to pick him up on Thursday night," said Beca.

"And, you don't think he'll cancel again?"

"I doubt it. He seemed to genuinely feel bad."

"So, should I see if that B&B has openings this weekend?"

"Definitely. I'll take off of work Friday so we can get there early if you want."

"Let me just trade weekends at the petting zoo with a coworker. Jessica owes me a favor, so I'm sure she'll switch."

"I hope so. Let me know soon so I can arrange things with Jesse."

"I'll text her now." Chloe tapped out a text on her phone and then put it away. "Now, come over here. It's been too long since I've really kissed you."

Beca moved closer to Chloe, wrapped her arms around her neck, and gave her a deep kiss. Chloe pulled Beca close, and Beca could feel herself melting into her girlfriend's arms. She felt Chloe slide her hands under her shirt, and Beca pulled away long enough to ask her to take it to the bedroom.

Beca closed and locked the door before joining Chloe in her bed. Chloe pulled her close again and kissed her like she wanted to devour her. She only pulled away long enough to sit up and yank Beca's shirt over her head. She didn't even lay back down before getting her mouth on Beca's again.

She had Beca's bra off and was opening her pants, all without breaking the liplock. When Beca finally broke things to catch her breath, Chloe took off the rest of Beca's clothes and hers before pulling Beca onto the bed again and rolling on top of her.

"Beca, you're soaked," Chloe whispered into her ear as she put a hand between her legs. Beca could only whimper in response. Chloe put two fingers into her and began to slowly move them in and out, curling them where Beca liked it best.

"More…" Beca whined, and she immediately bucked her hips when Chloe added a third finger.

"You like that?" Chloe asked.

"God, yes. Faster!"

Beca knew she wasn't going to last long. Prior to dating Chloe, she would have been embarrassed at the speed in which Chloe was pushing her buttons, but she knew Chloe well enough to know that the girl didn't stop at one orgasm. Just as Beca was about to come, Chloe immediately covered her lips with her own to muffle the sound.

"That was so fucking hot, Beca," said Chloe as Beca came down from her high. She took her fingers out of Beca and licked them. The sight was unbelievably sexy, and it kicked Beca's arousal back up tenfold.

"God, I needed that," said Beca, still panting.

Chloe gave Beca a deep kiss on the lips, but she quickly moved down Beca's jawline, her neck (definitely leaving a mark), and she kissed straight down Beca's body. Beca's hips were already bucking, looking for friction as though it had been days, not minutes since she last came.

"Are you wet again already?" asked Chloe.

"I need you. Don't tease."

Chloe had her mouth where Beca needed it most, licking away at her clit. Beca knew she was going to come again, and it was going to be intense. Chloe continued to work her mouth on Beca, seeming to enjoy drawing things out.

"Chloe, please…" Beca begged. She propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch. She noticed she couldn't see one of Chloe's hands.

"Baby, are you touching yourself?" Beca asked.

Chloe hummed in the affirmative, not taking her mouth off of Beca.

"Chloe, I'm so close. Come with me."

Chloe immediately sped things up, and then sucked on Beca's clit, causing Beca to come hard, muffling the sound with a pillow. She could feel Chloe bucking against the mattress.

Once Beca caught her breath, she said, "Hey, come back up here and kiss me."

Chloe crawled back up Beca's body, crashing their lips together. Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe, pulling their bodies as close together as she could. She gradually moved her left hand down, grabbing Chloe's ass for just a minute before putting it between Chloe's legs.

"Chlo, you're so wet, baby."

"Beca, just touch me."

Beca flipped them over and put two fingers into her girlfriend, rubbing her clit with the heel of her hand. "I missed this," she said. "I missed being inside you."

"Me too."

Beca continued to move her fingers inside of Chloe, enjoying the feeling. Chloe held Beca as close as she could. As soon as she could tell Chloe was close, she decided she'd do the same thing for Chloe as she'd done for her, covering her mouth with her own to muffle the noises.

"Makeup sex is hot," Beca said.

"Oh, totes," said Chloe.

Beca laid her head on the pillow next to Chloe. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Beca."

Beca reached down and threw a blanket over the two of them.

"Do you want me to leave?" asked Chloe.

"Stay," she said. "If my ex is moving in with his girlfriend, mine can stay over sometimes."

"If you're sure."

"I am. I need to be close to you tonight."

"Okay." Beca could feel Chloe holding her more tightly than she'd ever held her, and she knew Chloe had needed to be close to her just as much. Beca soon drifted off to sleep, lulled by the comfort of her girlfriend's arms.

Beca and Chloe were woken up by Johnny knocking on the door.

"Just a minute, honey," said Beca. She and Chloe each threw on a pair of pajamas before Beca opened the door.

"Hi, Mommy. Hi, Miss Chloe. I didn't know you had a sleepover," said Johnny.

"I fell asleep after your mom and I were done talking, so she let me stay over."

"Oh, like the time I fell asleep at your house?"

"Exactly," said Beca.

"Miss Chloe, do you have time to make french toast?" he asked.

"I don't know. What time do you have to leave for daycare?" asked Chloe.

"Mommy, when do we have to leave?"

"We need to be out of here at 7:30. It's 7:00 am, so, not today. Sorry."

"Okay," said Johnny. "Miss Chloe, we have a lot of cereal. Froot Loops are my favorite."

"I'll have those, then," said Chloe. "Unless there aren't enough for both of us."

"I just bought a new box. Have at it, you two," said Beca. She smiled as Chloe got out bowls and got breakfast ready for the two of them.

"What do you want to drink?" asked Chloe.

"Grape juice. I got Mommy to buy it for me after I had it at your house," he said.

"Sounds good."

"Coffee?" asked Beca.

"Please," said Chloe.

Beca couldn't help but smile at how easily Chloe fit in with the morning routine. She could picture the three of them doing this every morning. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. She and Chloe had only been together a few months. It was too early to think about these things.

"Are you okay, Beca?"

"Yeah, just thinking. I'm fine."

"Miss Chloe, can you pour me some more cereal, please?"

"Of course. You have really good manners," said Chloe.

"Thank you. I got the manners award at daycare last month."

"I can see why."

"After you finish that bowl, you need to get dressed," said Beca.

Johnny nodded as he ate his cereal. Chloe helped Beca clear the table. Johnny headed to his room to get dressed, and Beca and Chloe quickly headed to Beca's room to do the same.

"Mommy! Miss Chloe! I'm ready!" Johnny called as he walked out into the living room.

Beca couldn't help but laugh. He'd dressed himself. His button-down shirt was buttoned wrong, his pants were backwards, and his shoes were on the wrong feet.

"What?" asked Johnny.

"Do you mind if I help you out?" asked Chloe. "I love that you dressed yourself, but I think you could use a little help today."

"Why?"

"You did a good job, but I think you need a little extra help. Why don't you let Miss Chloe help you out while I pack your lunch?" asked Beca.

"Okay," said Johnny, looking confused.

Chloe had Johnny put together in record time. "Thanks, Chloe," said Beca. "Okay, kiddo, now you can go to daycare looking every bit the handsome boy I know you are."

"Yeah! Thank you, Miss Chloe," said Johnny.

Beca was thrilled to see a text from Chloe shortly after she arrived at work.

C: Jessica can switch, so we're on for this weekend!
B: I should send her flowers
B: Or maybe a fruit basket
C: I'm sure she'd like either, but she owed me a favor anyway
B: Cool
B: Thanks for your help with Johnny
C: He was so cute this morning
B: I think he was a little distracted
B: He usually isn't quite that far off
C: It was adorable
B: LOL
B: He has been insisting on button-down shirts like mine
C: Stop
B: Seriously
C: OMG that is so cute I might die
B: No dying before our weekend away!
C: :-P

Beca walked over to Fat Amy's desk. "Hey, Amy, I'm taking off on Friday, so please clear my calendar."

She saw Fat Amy look her over for a moment before a grin spread on her lips.

"What?"

"You and the girlfriend...bow-chicka-wow-wow!" she exclaimed, pointing to Beca's neck.

"Shit. We were rushed this morning and I forgot to cover that up," said Beca, her face hot.

"I'm glad you're happy," Fat Amy said.

"Thanks."

"We have some private investigators coming in to talk to you at 2 today."

"Fine."

Theo walked in. "Oh, Beca, have you decided what you're doing next? John and Gail are on my ass about it."

"I don't know yet."

"They want an answer by Monday," he said.

"I'll decide by Thursday. I'm not spending my weekend away worrying about this."

Fat Amy knocked on Beca's door to let her know that the private investigators had arrived. Beca walked out and smiled when she recognized two moms from her son's daycare.

"Hi, Beca. How's Johnny?" asked Stacie, the tall brunette.

"He's good. How's Bella?" asked Beca.

"She's fine," said Aubrey, the blonde.

"You know each other?" asked Fat Amy.

"Our kids go to the same daycare," said Stacie.

"Well, the conference room is all yours," said Fat Amy.

Beca led the way and the three sat down.

"The attorney didn't tell me they were using the Posen-Conrad Investigation Team. I think I would have felt better."

"I can't believe you're DJ Reggie," said Aubrey.

"And I can't believe the world knows now."

"Sorry," said Stacie. "Now, let's get down to business."

Beca went over the list of people whose names Theo had highlighted. "I know he suspects Fat Amy, but I have a hard time believing it. She's worked with me for years. If she were to get drunk and loose-lipped, I kind of think something would have happened by now."

"We'll still talk to her. We actually need to check with everyone who works with you," said Stacie.

"I know," said Beca. "And my ex-husband and my girlfriend, too, I assume."

"Do you suspect either of them?" asked Aubrey.

Beca shook her head.

"Let's keep going down the list," said Aubrey.

Beca pointed out a few current employees who were young that she thought might have been tempted to sell the information. She also went down the list of former employees. She immediately dismissed several names, but she marked a few that Theo hadn't.

"This woman just stopped showing up one day. That was six months ago, but it was awfully weird. This guy was an intern, but he was really obsessed with the idea that I was DJ Reggie." She made similar comments about a few other people.

"That's a really good start," said Aubrey. "We'll start digging and we'll let you know what we come up with."

"Do you need to talk to my ex or my girlfriend?" asked Beca.

Aubrey and Stacie looked at each other for a moment. "Not at this point," said Stacie. "You've given us the names of enough people who would seem to have more of a reason to out you than either of them."

After some careful thought, Beca called Beth to discuss the situation with Jesse.

"It's not my area of expertise, but I know from law school and my colleagues that there's not a whole lot you can do. Jesse is taking most of his weekends, and he's not abusing or mistreating Johnny. Is he paying his child support?"

"Yes," said Beca.

"The most I can tell you is to keep a log of missed weekends. If you get a text or an e-mail from him about them, save it on your phone."

"Thanks. I'm actually relieved. My parents are divorced, and it was a mess. They used me as a pawn until my dad remarried and moved across the country. I really don't want to put Johnny through that. He's already noticed that Jesse and I only talk when we're angry with each other."

"Poor little guy," said Beth. "I think it's a good idea to keep some records, but, unless he stops paying his child support or taking his weekends, I doubt there's anything you can do."

"I figured as much. Thanks."