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Four weeks into their tour and The Bella's had successfully performed at three different locations in Spain and three different locations in Italy. Whilst their audiences hadn't been nearly the size that the audiences at their competition finals had, they were still surprised at the relatively large audiences they'd performed in front of. Next up was the city that every member of the group had dreamt of visiting, London.

Chloe sat down in her seat with a tired sigh, pulling her handbag onto her lap and unzipping it. She wrinkled her nose slightly as she noted the middle-aged man sat in the window seat beside her, smelling of stale cigarettes as he blew his nose loudly into a dirty hanky. The Bella's had had to get up early to catch their flight from Rome to London, and Chloe was relieved to be finally on the plane after a two hour delay. Though as she noticed the man beside her pulling his table down to rest on his large stomach she began to wonder if being sat here for the next couple of hours would be worth it.

"You alright there Chlo?" The familiar voice of her best friend whispered, and Chloe looked up to her right to see Beca take the seat beside her. Okay, it was totally going to be worth it. She nodded her head with a small smile as the brunette pulled down her own table and placed her laptop and headphones onto its surface. Chloe resumed her focus on rummaging in her handbag, pulling out a small bottle of water and some painkillers.

"Would you like anything from my bag before you put it up in the holdall?" She turned to see Beca look at her with her eyebrows raised and a curious grin on her face, "Oh I'm putting it up in the holdall am I?" She heard her best friend say with a bemused tone to her voice and Chloe fluttered her eyelashes with a grin and a sweet "uhuh!"

The brunette rolled her eyes with a chuckle, taking Chloe's handbag and handing the woman her laptop to look after while she stood up. This was their third flight together. The first was from New York to Spain. The second was Spain to Italy. The third would be this flight to London. All three times there had been this unspoken agreement between the two women that Chloe took charge of their tickets, passports and flight details, and Beca took charge of keeping Chloe calm. There was also an unspoken agreement that Chloe took the centre seat of any flight, having never enjoyed looking out of the window and hating people walking past her along the aisle. Beca on the other hand had never been fussed either way.

"Thank you!" Chloe sang out sweetly to her best friend who gave her a small grin with another eye roll. She knew Beca secretly loved the fuss. She noticed Aubrey, sat in the centre seat on the other side of the aisle, looking over at her with a slightly furrowed brow. She knew that look. That was Aubrey's look of suspicion. Chloe felt her stomach plummet as she turned to open her bottle of water and take her painkillers. She hadn't seen that look in a long while. Not since the acapella bootcamp The Bella's had attended just before the World Championship in 2015.

Heavy breathing could be heard from both sides of the large tent as The Bella's all laid, cramped together. Chloe had laid awake for hours, on her back, staring at the canvas ceiling, noticing the change in light as dawn began to approach. She'd not dared move onto her side, particularly not her left. Last night had been The Bella's final night at the acapella bootcamp. She had sensed tension between herself and her best friend over the past couple of days, tension that finally broke yesterday afternoon when Beca had finally revealed to her that the reason why she had been absent from captaining duties over the past several months was because she had been interning at a record company.

Not much had been said about it afterwards, but last night, over the campfire, The Bella's had found their 'sound'. And Chloe thought she had found something more. She'd done what she'd always done when around her best friend, she had looked at Beca intently, hoping beyond all hope that Beca would turn to her and look at her in the same way. For the three and a half years that Chloe had known Beca she had not seen the brunette look at her in any special way, if at all. But last night, once the Bella's had finished singing the song that Beca had originally sung for her Bella's audition, Chloe had looked to Beca. And to her surprise she saw the brunette pause before looking at her with an expression on her face that Chloe had never seen before. Her heart had soared. Suddenly everything she had hoped for with this trip had begun to appear. Three and a half long years and Beca had finally looked at her with a look of affection.

Since retiring to the tent however, both women had said nothing to one another. Chloe's temptation to lay and watch Beca sleep as she had done the night before was something she couldn't bring herself to do. So instead she had just laid on her back, staring at the ceiling of the tent, replaying in her mind the look Beca had given her over and over again. At one point she thought she'd felt some of her hair moving, but then she realised that her thick red hair had splayed out over the pillow she'd been sharing with Beca and Emily, and that Beca had simply turned onto it in her sleep. Suddenly Chloe felt a gentle nudge of her left shoulder and she slowly turned her head. She swallowed loudly as she came face to face with her best friend, their noses a mere inch from one another,

"Wanna go for a walk?" Chloe heard the brunette whisper almost silently and she felt herself nodding before watching Beca quietly stand up, her short height meaning she didn't need to crouch. Chloe saw the woman reach a hand down to her and she took it as assistance in standing up. The redhead's heart was racing as Beca changed hands that she used to hold Chloe's hand before guiding the two of them out of the tent, the dawn light just bright enough for the two women to sneak out of the tent without disturbing their fellow Bella's. What they didn't realise however, in their nervous states, was that the once heavy breathing of the inhabitants of the tent had stopped. All were now awake and eagerly holding their breath as they watched their Captain's sneak out of the tent, hand in hand.

Chloe rubbed her eye slightly as she blinked into the early morning daylight. Her heart lurched slightly as she felt Beca drop her hand, so she crossed her arms and began slowly trudging over the grass with her best friend who was leading the way. The two women approached the edge of the lake just beyond the tent and suddenly Chloe felt very nervous as she watched Beca sit down on the grass along the edge of the water, crossing her legs to get comfy. She saw the brunette look up at her with deep blue eyes, her expression oozing nerves, and Chloe took a deep breath before sitting beside her, also crossing her legs. Chloe's right knee accidentally came into contact with Beca's left knee, but to her surprise her best friend didn't flinch away like she so often did. Chloe looked intently at Beca as she so often did, but the brunette just stared out at the lake in front of them whilst glazing a blade of grass between her fingertips. What could she possibly be thinking?

"You know I really am sorry I didn't tell you sooner about my job." Chloe's heart skipped a beat as her best friend spoke in a low voice, presumably intending not to wake their fellow Bella's in the tent behind them, "I just didn't want you to freak out and feel like I was leaving you on your own."

"Are you kidding me? Beca, I'm so proud of you!" Chloe couldn't help the broad smile on her face as she gushed quietly to her best friend, who was now staring down at the blade of grass in her hand, a small smile growing on her face as the redhead complimented her. "From what you've said it sounds like you're really making waves at this record company. And you've made every Bella's rehearsal. Whist maintaining a long-distance relationship. AND all in your final year of college! Beca, you're an inspiration!" There was a brief hush of silence as only the morning birds sang out across the lake. The redhead didn't tug her eyes from the woman beside her, watching as the small smile fell from her face,

"So why do I feel like a failure?" Chloe's heart sank as her best friend slowly turned to her, her eyes glistening slightly as tears began to form and for a moment Chloe forgot how to breathe. She had never seen Beca look this vulnerable before. Ever. She desperately wanted to put her arms around her and hug her tight. But she knew that Beca hated physical contact and didn't want to upset her further. So Chloe chose to remain quiet, which was an invitation to the brunette to continue talking quietly, her eyes returning to look out at the lake, "My boss doesn't think I'm original enough to make it as a music producer."

"You've got Emily now though, right?"

She noticed Beca shrug then give a small nod, the brunette having asked the youngest Bella across the campfire last night if she wanted to collaborate on a demo to give to her boss. And Chloe was certain it would work, what with Emily's amazing ability to write fresh new songs. "So you produce an awesome demo, then you tell your boss to stick it, and take his job instead." Chloe said with a gentle nudge, something that made Beca release a whisper of a smile before looking down at her blade of grass,

"You and your pep talks…" Beca began, then let out a long sigh, "I should've told you sooner. It's not until last night that I realised the reason why I'd been so stressed out was because I was hiding something from you." Chloe felt a small sympathetic smile appear briefly on her face as she struggled to watch her best friend looking so sad. She was used to moody Beca, sure. But she wasn't used to sad Beca. Her heart skipped several beats as she saw Beca turn to look at her again, "I realised I can't juggle all this without you." Chloe swallowed as she suddenly became aware of how close they both were to one another. This whole site, full of lush green grass and large trees, and they were sat this close to each other.

"Well I'm not going anywhere" Chloe whispered and she thought for a moment that she saw Beca briefly glance down at her lips. It was no more than a heartbeat before Beca had glanced back down at a new blade of grass that she'd picked, but Chloe maintained her focus on the brunette.

"I don't know if Jesse and I are still together." Chloe's heart lurched as the words echoed around her head. Had she heard her correctly? The brunette shrugged, sniffling slightly, before continuing quietly, "I mean…we still talk here and there but…him being away at that film school in LA…I dunno, it's just been really difficult." Chloe wondered what part of it was difficult for Beca. The lack of physical contact? Having someone to talk to outside of The Bella's? Chloe knew those were things that she sometimes missed about not being in a relationship. Though since meeting Beca she had essentially gone off the idea of being in a relationship with anybody, perfectly happy in her own little world where feeling heartbroken about the unrequited love she held for the woman beside her was almost like a safety blanket now. "Don't get me wrong, he's still the super nice guy he was when we first started going out. But even though he's a nice guy, it doesn't mean I feel any less lonely."

Chloe took a deep breath. Part of her was screaming at her to just dive in and kiss Beca, declaring her love for her in the process, telling her she didn't need to feel lonely while she was there. But the more conscientious side of her was aware that not only was Beca still in a relationship, she was in a happy relationship. Right?

"Does he make you happy?"

"Well…yeah…"

"Then hang in there." It took all of Chloe's strength to encourage Beca to not consider breaking up with Jesse. Sure she didn't like the guy, but that was only because she was so in love with his girlfriend. He wasn't a bad guy. And he did make Beca happy. She'd seen it. "Look Beca, this long-distance thing, it's not forever. There's only five weeks left until graduation. Then we've got that long weekend in Copenhagen. Then…you and Jesse can start that big life you've both planned."

It was like a dagger to her heart to say it, but she'd only said it to try to reassure the brunette that everything would be okay. The thing was Beca's expression hadn't really changed, and Chloe's heart skipped a beat as she saw her best friend turn to her, her eyes glistening with tears once again. The redhead held her breath as she realised Beca was looking at her in a way she had never seen before. As though she so desperately wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. And there she was again, glancing down at Chloe's lips, before returning her eyes to the redhead's blue eyes. Suddenly a sneeze sounded from inside the large tent behind them and the two women jumped, breaking eye contact as they both stared out at the lake.

Chloe's heart was racing, desperate to know what was going on in Beca's mind, but she couldn't find any words. All she could see flashing in her mind was the look the brunette had just given her. The look she had also given her last night over the campfire.

"Thanks Chlo," she heard her best friend whisper to her and Chloe turned to see Beca already looking at her with a soft smile, "I couldn't imagine my life without you."

It was the most tender thing the woman had ever said to her and Chloe felt a smile grow on her face as she gave Beca a wink, whispering "What are best friends for huh?"

"God, don't let Aubrey hear you say that. She still doesn't really like me. She'd probably snare me up in one of her bear traps and leave me to starve to death if she knew we were best friends." Chloe brought a hand up to her mouth to stifle the laugh that she so desperately wanted to let out, and she nudged the woman beside her as if to tell her off for the comment. Chloe's heart soared as she saw a huge smile grow on her best friend's face and she couldn't help but feel how perfect this moment was. She was really going to miss Beca once they had graduated.

The two women held each other's gaze for a moment, but jumped as out of nowhere they heard somebody clear their throat behind them. Chloe turned to look over her shoulder and her stomach plummeted as she noticed the tall figure of her oldest friend standing behind them, a suspicious expression on her face.

Beca managed to just reach the holdall of the plane, putting Chloe's handbag inside it carefully, before looking down at her best friend with a bemused grin. She furrowed her brow slightly as she noticed the change in the redhead's demeanour, Chloe now staring at the back of the seat in front of her while she held her bottle of water. She looked nervous and Beca wondered if it was because she was nervous about the flight. The brunette reached down and took the water bottle from Chloe's hand, unscrewing the lid and taking a quick slurp while she sat back down. She thought she could see Aubrey looking their way from the other side of the aisle, but she chose to remain her focus on her laptop that Chloe had kindly placed in front of her.

"Aw I miss my cup!" Beca heard the redhead beside her complain under her breath and she couldn't help but smile as Chloe sighed before taking the bottle back from Beca and taking another sip of water. Chloe had never liked drinking from a bottle. Alcoholic or not, Chloe's go-to drinking vessel was a large yellow plastic cup that Beca had stumbled upon on campus one day in college. Since then her best friend had used that cup within an inch of its life. Even back in their Brooklyn apartment Chloe would drink rosé from her favourite yellow cup.

Beca slid her key into the front door of the Bella's house, nudging it open with her hip, and stepped inside. There was chatter going on from inside the lounge to her right, and she called out a casual "Hey" to the inhabitants. She wandered into the lounge and saw Cynthia-Rose, Staci, and Flo, sitting on the sofas, all of whom gave her a greeting, while Lily hung upside down on the back of the armchair beside them. Another normal day in The Bella's house. Beca proceeded through to the kitchen, her heart racing a little, hoping to find her co-captain and best friend. But the kitchen was empty and Beca wondered if Chloe was still on campus. "Any of you guys know where Chloe is?" she asked casually as she made her way back through the lounge.

"I dunno, probably in her room?" Staci offered, and the brunette made her way from the lounge to the staircase. The group had been back at Barden University for their junior year of college for two weeks now. Their two-time super-senior, Chloe, who had purposefully failed Russian Literature two times to remain a member of The Bella's, had had a meltdown the moment she had returned to the house. Beca couldn't understand the fuss at first, but it turned out the redhead had misplaced her favourite yellow cup. Beca had to be honest she'd never really seen Chloe ever drink from that 'favourite' cup, but then she hadn't been one to notice small details like that. Sadly for Chloe nobody had been able to find her favourite yellow cup, and the redhead had seemed really glum about it, though the brunette couldn't understand why. It was just a plastic cup.

Beca wandered up the stairs, entering the first floor of the three-floored house. She paused for a moment outside Chloe's room, the only room in the house that didn't cater for two roommates, something the Bella's had decided upon letting Chloe have in their sophomore year as Chloe had been the eldest of the group. She took a chance and tapped on the door, wondering if her best friend was in there. Her stomach lurched as she heard the familiar voice from inside the room call out to her to come in.

Beca pushed her way into the bedroom. It was far from how she and Fat Amy had styled their room. The walls were a very pale lilac colour, with a couple of Leonardo DiCaprio posters neatly lined up on two of the walls. The wall by the large bay window was dedicated to photos of Chloe and The Bella's that had been taken over the past few years that the redhead had been at college for. Beca tried not to notice how many of the photos contained her, but she could imagine there was a lot. Chloe often insisted they had a selfie taken together. Fairy lights hung across the ceiling above the double bed that sat towards the back-centre of the room. And on that double bed sat Chloe, legs crossed with her laptop in front of her, looking up at her with a broad smile, "Hey Beca, everything ok?"

Beca began stepping into the room, pulling open her satchel as she approached the foot of the bed, "Yeah, erm…you know that yellow cup you kept banging on about?" She saw Chloe's eyes light up and she began to panic a little that she would end up letting the redhead down, "Chill. I've not found it but…I saw this in the shop on campus and…" Beca pulled out a yellow plastic cup that had the Barden University logo on it, "…well it's yellow?"

Beca felt uncomfortable as she noticed tears welling up in Chloe's eyes. It wasn't a bad sign but she didn't think this small action warranted tears. She'd just seen it and thought it would cheer her best friend up. The redhead stood up from her bed and walked over to the brunette, "You got this for me?"

Beca shrugged, trying not to notice how intense Chloe's eyes seemed when they were looking at her, so she looked down at the yellow cup in her hand, "Well…yeah…it's no big deal." And she thrust the cup out towards the redhead.

"Thank you!" She heard Chloe breathe out with a smile as she took the cup, hardly able to believe that Beca had been so kind enough to think of her whilst out and about. Beca already felt uncomfortable. If she'd had a drink or two she probably would've stayed, not too bothered about the intensity of the atmosphere in the room now Chloe was stood mere inches from her. But she was stone-cold sober and feeling very awkward.

"You're welcome." Beca said quickly before beginning to walk out of the room, but she stopped as she got to the doorway as something crossed her mind. A great conundrum that had plagued the mystery of Chloe's favourite yellow cup, "Hey what was the big deal about that cup anyway?" She saw Chloe shrug, her once broad smile lowering to a more embarrassed smile as the two women locked eyes,

"It was the cup you'd used in your Bella's audition." Beca froze. It was? She couldn't remember the cup at all. All she remembered was how embarrassed and awkward she'd felt turning up late for the audition she'd only decided to attend at the last minute. And that look on Chloe's face the moment Beca had appeared on stage had chucked butterflies in her stomach. She'd never seen anyone look at her like that before. It was so in Chloe's nature to remember something as insignificant as a yellow cup and turn it into something sentimental. "I was going to give it to you when we graduated. So you wouldn't forget us."

Beca hung on to Chloe's final words as they rang around her head. 'Us'. Did she mean 'us' as in The Bella's, or 'us' as in the two of them? Beca suddenly felt nervous. She didn't know what to do as she stood in Chloe's doorway. So she motioned to the yellow cup in Chloe's hand and gave her a forced grin to hide her nerves, "Well, now you have this cup from me…so you won't forget us"

"I couldn't even if I tried" the redhead said softly, and Beca felt too weird, so turned on her heels to make her way up to her bedroom, saying to Chloe on her way out that she'd see her at dinner time.

The flight from Rome to London would only be two hours twenty, something that was a relief to Aubrey, who had never been a keen flyer. Being beside the window was a big no-no for the blonde so she had welcomed Lily crawling across her lap to get into the window seat to her right. Fortunately Fat Amy had taken it upon herself to sit the other side of her and as a result had managed to distract her since take off with funny anecdotes from her time spent filming her TV show in Australia.

"Psst, check it out. Bhloe, nine o'clock." Amy hissed under her breath, and Aubrey leant forward slightly to look across the aisle at the other row of seats. The window seat was taken up by a middle-aged stranger who had spread pretty much all of his belongings out on his table in front of him and half of the table in the middle. On the aisle seat sat Beca, who was casually on her laptop, headphones on, concentrating on what was on the screen. Sat in the middle seat, squished up as close to Beca as possible, with her head rested on the brunette's shoulder seemingly asleep, sat Chloe.

Aubrey found herself furrowing her brow again at how relaxed Beca seemed with Chloe touching her. As though it were normal for the redhead to rest on Beca whilst she slept. "Beca said to me a couple of weeks ago that there was nothing going on between them…" the Australian whispered to Aubrey, and Lily quickly muttered something under her breath which sounded much like it not looking like nothing to her.

"She really said that?" Aubrey asked, in a concerned tone as she continued to look at Beca and Chloe.

"Yeah. Beca said that even though we'd made a nickname up for them it didn't mean they were meant to be together." Aubrey rolled her eyes and looked at Amy. So Beca hadn't exactly said there was nothing going on. In fact, if anything, Amy had probably freaked the brunette out and caused Beca to immediately deny anything. "But I dunno, I think even if they say there isn't anything going on, they're hardly acting like it." Fat Amy whispered, wiggling her eyebrows and giving Aubrey a grin before looking back over at Beca and Chloe. Aubrey knew that Amy had always been a big supporter of Beca and Chloe becoming an item. All through college she had teased them, which Aubrey had disapproved of purely because it raised Chloe's hopes that maybe just maybe something between her and Beca could happen. But it hadn't.

"I almost kissed Beca." Aubrey sat up in her bed suddenly as she heard her best friend talking down the phone to her. It was 3am. Far too early to be getting a drunk call from the redhead. But what she'd revealed had very quickly got the blonde's attention.

"What?!" Aubrey asked, bringing a hand to her head as she wondered how the heck Chloe had got herself into this situation. She could sense from the woman's tone that she was drunk. And upset. But mostly drunk.

"I almost kissed Beca…she almost kissed me…"

"How…"

"I don't know, we were in the kitchen at the Treblemakers frat house…" the Treblemakers, of course they were to blame. Nothing good happened when the Treblemakers were involved, "and Fat Amy did something with spin the bottle and…I dunno…before I knew it Beca was up against me…" Up against her? What did that even mean? "...I could smell her perfume Bree. She smelt so gooooood" Aubrey rolled her eyes, laying back in her bed as her best friend began to sob down the phone, "I just love her so muuuch."

Aubrey sighed. This wasn't the first time she'd had a drunk call from an upset Chloe about loving Beca. It was, however, the first time she'd opened the call with confessing that they'd almost kissed, "I know you do…" she sympathised as the redhead continued to sob. She knew her best friend well enough to know that when she was drunk it was better just to sympathise with the woman until she either calmed herself down or drifted off to sleep.

"And I could see it in her eyes Aubrey, she wanted to kiss me too, I know she did!"

"So why didn't she then?" Aubrey couldn't help asking, and she heard the change in her best friend's tone. She knew Chloe was frowning.

"Because of stupid Jesse"

"You mean Jesse, Beca's boyfriend Jesse?" Aubrey said with a sarcastic tone. She had always liked that boy for keeping Beca under the right amount of control. He was the thing that would stop her Bella's from breaking up. So long as he was in the picture Beca would never fall for Chloe, which meant they would never have a massive break up, which meant her Bella's would never break up.

"Yeah, he pulled her away from me. I hate him."

"You don't hate him Chloe, he makes Beca happy."

"I could make Beca happy…" Chloe mumbled.

"I know, I know…" the blonde said softly, as her best friend began to fall asleep on the other end of the phone.

Aubrey looked across the aisle again just as Chloe began to stir and Beca pulled her headphones down off her ears. The redhead sat up slightly, a sleepy grin growing on her face as Aubrey thought she heard Beca quietly call her a "sleepyhead", to which Chloe had playfully slapped the brunette's upper arm before quietly asking her how she was getting on with her latest mix. Aubrey felt uncomfortable as she watched the two smiling and interacting, as though she was intruding on an intimate moment. She never thought something like this would happen between Chloe and Beca. Sure, she'd witnessed Chloe trying to be over-affectionate towards the alt-girl back in college, to which Beca had always flinched away or rolled her eyes. To her surprise though, Beca had casually pulled her headphones from around her neck and handed them to Chloe, who eagerly placed them on her own ears to listen to the latest masterpiece.

Aubrey's heart skipped a beat as she watched Fat Amy lean over the aisle and nudge the brunette's arm. Beca's reaction was every bit the reaction of someone who had been caught doing something she shouldn't have, and seemed surprised to notice both Fat Amy, Aubrey, and Lily looking over at her and Chloe. "Bhloeee!" The Australian quietly teased with a thumbs up, and Beca merely stuck her middle finger up at Fat Amy, while her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment.

For the final twenty minutes of the flight Beca seemed to recoil into herself, saying barely a word to Chloe, and nothing to Fat Amy or the rest of the Bella's. Aubrey could tell from Chloe's expression and tone of voice that she was confused by the sudden change in Beca's demeanour, having not noticed Fat Amy's earlier tease due to the headphones she had had on. Aubrey's heart sank as, once they had landed, Beca was quick to stand up and get her things together, choosing to step off the plane with Ashley and Jessica. Chloe was left behind to walk with Aubrey, Fat Amy, and Lily. They all walked in silence, Aubrey quietly fuming over Amy's meddling.

I'm a sucker for continuity in movies, so when I read Pitch Perfect's screenwriter Kay Cannon's comment on Twitter about Chloe's yellow cup in Pitch Perfect 2 (you know, the one she took EVERYWHERE with her) being the same cup that Beca used in Pitch Perfect 1 for her audition I thought I just had to write a scene to explain the inconsistency of the design of PP1's yellow cup and PP2's yellow cup :)

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