A/N: Hey guys! Here is the next chapter! We take a break from Stacie and Amy's investigation and a break from Beca's POV with this one.

Sorry for the late upload guys, still getting settled with the schedule. Cause of that, let me give you a treat and upload another update both Sunday and Monday.

Thanks for all the support so far! You're support, comments, and messages keeps me pushing through!

Also, it's about time we introduce DSM, don't you think (not yet directly, but still…)?

I don't own pitch perfect.

Chloe had her face buried in her pillow, still fuming about a lot of different things, including herself too.

Today was supposedly the day when they measure their opponents, their newly dubbed rivals, see what they were all about.

Das Sound Machine

Chloe had done extensive research on them, even watched a few YouTube videos of their performance, and she had to admit, they were good… or you know, something.

But not Bellas good, nope, Chloe doesn't think that.

They were the reigning World champions, so of course it was only natural that she'd look into them and without even having to do much effort, an opportunity had presented itself to the Bellas to scope them out. What with all their cancelled performances, someone had to fill their spot for some of them. Das Sound Machine, or DSM for short, just so happened to be free and apparently famous enough to fill their open spot at a car show.

And so that's how Chloe and the Bellas had their first encounter with the intimidating German army.

Chloe hated every minute of it. She hated the way the crowd started cheering for them, especially when she knew that if things hadn't gone sideways then they should be cheering for the Bellas instead.

She hated the fact that when they're Amazoness of a leader sauntered her way towards the Bellas, everyone else fell silent and Beca, supposed badass – from what she's heard of her from that Treble Swanson at a party the start of the year – DJ Beca, was reduced to fumbling, bumbling, mess, complementing the enemy.

Like seriously, what the hell!

That was probably the most infuriating thing of all!

Chloe wasn't sure how to feel about that. She was very much upset that their supposed strong, united, front, was basically just her. But more than that, there was just something irritating her about the German Valkyrie especially when she started to hone her attention in on Beca.

So maybe that's why when she started reprimanding the Bellas on their way back, she might have gone overboard in chastising Beca for the uncharacteristic dissolution of her resolve.

Which of course led to Beca being irritated as hell for suddenly having all of Chloe's attention – aka her own irritation and frustrations – at her.

Yeah, Chloe really wasn't sure how to feel at the moment, even now after a few hours have passed and she's practically locked herself in her room to cool down the rest of the day.

She knows she might have been a little harsh at Beca there for a moment, and over something so silly as the girl being intimidated by the enemy. Chloe felt a bit upset at herself for that, especially since a few days before she actually felt like she had just managed to get through to Beca. Quiet, seemingly reserved, sometimes enigmatic, but musically gifted and naturally charming when she tries, Beca.

The seemingly irresistible to her, Beca.

Because for some reason Chloe just couldn't understand yet, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable pull towards her.

And now Chloe has no idea how to reach out to her again.

Technically there was also the thing with Emily bolting and disappearing on them after they got home – Chloe's starting to think it might actually just be the nerves that come from being neophyte Bellas – but it seemed that Stacie had that handled for now.

Chloe started trying to feel for her phone, she was sure she had tossed it somewhere next to her. It was times like this that she knew that what she needed most was Aubrey. She had just found her phone when she heard a tentative knock on her door. Not sure if it was just her imagination, Chloe sat up and looked at the closed door, waiting if there would be any follow up knocks.

And sure enough there was.

Which was strange, mostly because when she was in a bad mood, the Bellas knew to steer clear. Wondering which brave soul it was who wanted to bug her – she was already telling herself to be kind enough to Emily if it was her – she opened the door with as calm a demeanor as possible.

To her surprise, it wasn't Emily. Not anyone of the other Bellas either.

It was Beca, her hands shoved in both her pockets, looking a little bit unsure at what she was doing there as she stared at the carpeted floor to her right side.

"How can I help you?" Chloe asked, keeping her tone as neutral as possible. She didn't want to sound weak to Beca, for some stupid reason really, mostly because she's been trying to rack her brain for a way to get the DJ talking to her again just minutes earlier. She figured it was probably because of her pride, that stupid pride of not wanting Beca to think she was right that they were going a little too overboard with this scoping the enemy thing as she had argued earlier.

Mostly because it annoyed the hell out of Chloe that Beca still thought this acapella business to be ridiculous, especially when Chloe was just starting to hope she was finally seeing what was so great about it.

Beca took a deep breath in front of her, still refusing to look back up at Chloe as she felt for something in her pocket before shoving her hand towards Chloe, fingers wrapped around something Chloe couldn't see.

"Here. It's not the set-list just yet, and it's not anything special, but here." she grumbled.

Chloe felt like she had no other choice but comply, accepting whatever it was that Beca was handing to her. She soon found herself staring confused at a tiny little flash drive in her palm.

"I'm sorry, okay? I get it, winning the Worlds thing is important. Sorry I said stupid things." Beca then mumbled, daring to look back at Chloe, taking the redhead by surprise. For some reason, she strongly believed she would be the one on Beca's side of the conversation.

Beca stood there, waiting expectantly for a reply and Chloe obliged. She took a deep breath and smiled. "I'm sorry too."

Beca gave a nod before awkwardly fidgeting away, not sure if she should give Chloe a wave good bye or something and Chloe couldn't help but chuckle at the whole thing.

Shaking her head, Chloe closed the door, her thoughts still on Beca and the contents of the flash drive in her palms. The DJ mentioned something about the set-list so her guess was it was probably a few of her mixes that was on there. If anything, Chloe's earlier dark mood was already lifting, the smile she gave Beca still dancing on her lips.

Because Beca Mitchell sure was something and she sure does know how to make an apology, maybe not with words but definitely with actions.

And Chloe was just about to realize by how much.

"I'm telling you!" Jessica insisted, with sparkles in her eyes. Most of the Bellas were currently gathered in the living room, trying to figure out their next move after the day they've had. "We saw it with our own eyes! Beca was all grumbling while she was apologizing it was incredibly adorable! And Chloe, she was trying to act super stoic but you just gotta know she was starting to go mush inside. They were totes like an old married couple who just had a fight. I'm starting to think she really does have a thing for our new DJ Bella."

"I can't believe you're snooping on the red fearless leader again." Amy then retorted, shaking her head after Jessica recounted what she and Ashley saw on their way up to check on Beca. The checking up part clearly didn't happen anymore, they had some 'reporting' to do.

"But we do it all the time?" Ashley then replied looking incredibly confused and Cynthia Rose couldn't help but chuckle at that comment. "Especially you, Amy."

Amy was just about to respond when Stacie stopped her. "Okay, okay, spying aside, you two sure everything's okay with our new Bella and Chlo?"

"Affirmative." Jessica and Ashley.

"Good, at least that's one thing off our list to worry, you know, other than the fact will be going up against the new age gothic army of perfectly chiseled acapella singers in the Worlds." Stacie replied with a huff and Cynthia Rose could tell just how much stressed she was getting with this situation. Especially since there were no witty remarks, nothing. Just a very tired response from their other captain.

"So, what's the plan now? Isn't the Legacy still missing?" Flo then asked.

"Don't worry about it, Lilly's on her tail." Cynthia Rose then commented.

"Right, Lilly…" Stacie then said before exchanging looks with Amy.

"What about Lilly?" Cynthia Rose then asked, curious at the exchange.

But Stacie simply shrugged. "Nothing." she replied, before pulling out her phone.

And Cynthia Rose would have pried a bit more, however she figured that even if she tried, she probably wouldn't get much of an answer from either Stacie or Amy.

For now, she figured she'd wait, she'll find out what it was all about eventually.

"Emily, calm down." Benji said as the two snuck off to the currently unoccupied abandoned pool at Barden. On occasion, there would be a few of the High Notes hanging about, or couples sneaking off to make out. Luckily, no one else was in sight at the moment.

"But Benji!" she argued back. Because seriously, how could Benji even say that she calm down at the moment, knowing what she had just found out.

And what would they even do if and when Emily's fears come to fruition? This was her first real mission, she can't fail now. Sure she had Benji there to help her if she needed it, but they were the only two people

But why, oh why did she have to run into them?

"Okay, okay, I'll see what I can do." Benji replied. "We might need back up if you're right…" he added but it fell on deaf ears.

Because of all the possible ones she had to encounter, why, oh why did it have to be her?

The Kommissar…

A/N Pt2: Wonder why Emily is panicking? :}

UPNEXT: Another DSM encounter, a visiting face, and a secret revealed?