[Set the evening of THURSDAY 19th APRIL 2018]

Beca stood in a light airy blue jumpsuit, pacing anxiously, looking over at the two members of hotel staff that would be helping her tonight. She glanced at the ocean behind her, noting the sun's height, "Come on Chloe…" she muttered under her breath. She'd spent several weeks planning this specific part of their wedding week here. She'd chatted to the hotel manager and wedding co-ordinators. She'd had Aubrey arranging things with the hotel manager and wedding co-ordinators. Everything was in place. All she needed now was Chloe.

Chloe slowly made her way down a nicely lit wooden walkway and she could hear the ocean up ahead of her, though she figured it was currently hidden behind the beach mound that she was walking past. Her heart was racing with curiosity. She had no idea what was going on. She was just doing as Aubrey had instructed. Follow the walkway until she got to the beach.

"I need you to wait here a few minutes." Beca had said, placing several quick kisses on Chloe's cheek before making her way out of Chloe's private hut. And Chloe had asked her fiancée where she was going, but Beca had merely smiled over her shoulder at her and had said to just be patient. That had been seven minutes ago though, and Chloe was getting rather restless.

It was now early evening in Hawaii, the night before their wedding, and the two women had had a very lazy day snoozing in the large hammock that swung on the decked area at the back of Chloe's hut. Beca had been staying with her overnight in that hut, but tonight they would have to be separated, Beca spending the night in her own hut for once. Both were rather reluctant to do it, but Aubrey had insisted. Chloe looked up at the door as a firm knock sounded and Alba immediately rose to her feet, walking from her owner's side up to the door to greet the person on the other side. "Come in!" Chloe called out and she watched as her oldest friend, Aubrey, snuck into the room with a bright smile.

"Hey Albaaa !" the blonde greeted the dog who was wagging her tail enthusiastically at the visitor. But Chloe was confused. She'd hoped Beca would be back by now. But her friend straightened her posture and let out a sigh that Chloe recognised as the sigh she used when she had a lot on her mind.

"What's going on Bree?" Chloe asked curiously, her hands on her hips, having recently slung a light long skirt on around her waist.

"You're gonna need to get dressed." Aubrey said with raised eyebrows, looking Chloe up and down.

"Wh- I am dressed."

"Okay well, you need to get dressed into something nice then." Aubrey corrected, wandering over to the wardrobe area where she knew Chloe's clothes were all hung. And the redhead just followed her friend with her eyes.

"Uh…any particular reason why?"

Aubrey looked in the wardrobe, scraping the hangers across , trying to pick out something that would be perfect for Chloe to wear this evening, "Becaaause …" she began, pulling out a couple of hangers then moving over to lay the outfit options out on the bed, "Beca's organised for the two of you to have dinner together tonight."

A broad smile grew on Chloe's face as she watched her friend turn to look at her with an excited grin, "She has?"

"Yep," Aubrey confirmed with a nod, "and I've been instructed to make sure you're dressed, ready, and at the arranged place by 6.30pm"

"6.30?!" Chloe exclaimed, immediately looking around her room for a clock or her phone, but she realised it was still outside in the hammock, "But that's, like, an hour away!"

"Exactly! Which is why I'm here now." Aubrey said kindly, walking over to her best friend and taking hold of her arms, "Beca's been working really hard on making sure all the surprises she has in store for you are perfect, Chloe. The next thirty hours are going to be perfect."

Chloe took a deep shaky breath, and her smile softened as she looked at her oldest friend. Aubrey would never let anything bad happen to her or Beca this week. Or ever come to think of it. And if she knew the blonde well then she knew Aubrey would've had some hand in helping Beca organise things. So she felt happy with the idea that some of her wedding day might be out of her control.

Chloe slowed to a stop, her breath catching in her throat as she reached the end of the walkway, having turned the corner and was now facing the ocean. But more specifically she was facing a small table underneath a small wooden gazebo that Chloe hadn't noticed when they'd been down to the ocean that morning. On that table lay a couple of bottles of something, a couple of yellow plastic cups, and a couple of plates with some cutlery. And stood between her and this table, was her fiancée.

The redhead couldn't help the massive beaming smile on her face as she slowly approached Beca, tears already threatening to fall from her eyes. Because this was a big surprise. And the first of many? Was that what Aubrey had really said?

Beca was stood, stunned by Chloe's appearance. Her beautiful long red hair had been styled into natural curls that caught in the light sea breeze and drifted, causing Beca to become somewhat mesmerized. A soft smile washed over her face as Chloe slowly began walking towards her, an affectionate smile on her own freckled face. Beca noted the way her fiancee was wearing the airy white dress that the brunette adored on her. The one that fell off the shoulders to reveal the beautiful patches of freckles on top of each shoulder. And Beca could feel her heart racing as Chloe came to a stop before her, slipping her feet out of her sandals and letting them sink into the soft sand of the white beach.

"You look beautiful." Beca managed to muster, which elicited a small giggle from Chloe's mouth, the woman's eyes clearly admiring how good Beca looked in the blue jumpsuit.

"And you look more beautifuller." Chloe replied, looking back up into Beca's eyes.

Beca rose her eyebrows, "More beautifuller?" She said with a chuckle, "Is that grammatically correct?"

But Chloe simply giggled a little harder then nodded, "It is now!"

Beca chuckled again, then took Chloe's hand and led her past the gazebo. Chloe furrowed her brow for a moment as she watched it while they passed, "Um...aren't we sitting there this evening or-?"

"Yeah but," Beca began as she slowly led Chloe down to the ocean-side, "I thought we'd watch the sun set first."

Chloe bit her bottom lip as they approached the tide, keeping a tight hold of her fiancee's hand while their fingers remained entwined. She hadn't ever put Beca down as a romantic person back in college. In fact she hadn't really put her down as a romantic person when they'd been dating. But after experiencing Beca's proposal, and the woman's use of a 'flash-band', Chloe knew Beca's ability to be romantic was possible. And that when she was romantic, Beca ensured she planned it well before the actual event. This was another example of Beca's organisation. Because as they came to a stop, and their feet sunk into the wet sand while the tide gently washed over their skin and the sand around them, Chloe looked out over the skyline and saw on the horizon the sun. And more specifically the setting sun. Beca must have timed this to the minute.

"Years ago, back when I was a teenager," Beca began, looking out at the sunset with Chloe, "I used to get annoyed when people would tell me that one day I'd fall in love and get married and have children. That stuff just never seemed possible because my parents split up and I had a pretty crappy childhood." A small smile grew on Chloe's face, a sense of calm washing over her body as she noticed out of the corner of her eye that her fiancee was now looking at her. "At the time I couldn't even imagine finding someone who I'd want to share my adult life with. Not least of all marry and bring children into the world with. Life was bad enough, you know?" Chloe still remained her focus on the sunset, knowing Beca well enough to know that the intensity of eye-contact might cause the brunette to lose her flow of conversation, so she remained quiet while Beca continued, "But then I met you and everything changed. And I just wanted to take this time - this moment of peace and tranquillity, while the sun sets on the final day of my 'single' life – to tell you just how much I love you and respect you and how lucky I feel that as of tomorrow I will officially no longer be tackling this whole life-thing alone. That I'll be by your side and you'll be by mine and I'll be married to you but I'll also be unafraid. Because I know that so long as I'm with you, this life we'll have together is going to be pretty awesome."

Chloe couldn't help the smile that grew on her face as she turned to look from the setting sun over to her best friend. Her fiancee. The woman who, this time tomorrow, would be her wife. And she would be her wife. And they would be surrounded by people they love. People who accepted them as individuals and as a couple. And Chloe couldn't wait.

"And our kids are going have the most amazing childhood ever. Because they'll have the most amazing Mom ever." Beca added with an affectionate smile.

"Moms." Chloe corrected firmly, and Beca simply nodded gently.

The two women turned to look out as the last of the sun slipped beneath the skyline turning the sky brilliant shades of pinks and oranges and purples and blues that reflected beautifully on the ocean's waves before them.

Ten minutes later, Beca and Chloe slowly made their way back over to the gazebo while it was still light enough to just see their feet in the soft sand. Chloe looked up ahead and noticed two members of the hotel staff were now waiting patiently by the gazebo, presumably ready for Beca and Chloe to take a seat either side of the small table. Beca stepped quickly towards one of the chairs, holding it out for Chloe, and the redhead bit her bottom lip, trying to contain the small squeal that she so desperately wanted to let out because the brunette was being so chivalrous.

Once Beca had taken the seat opposite Chloe, she let out a small sigh of relief. Well that certainly wasn't too terrible or embarrassing. But she looked up to see that Chloe was now furrowing her brow as she looked down at the items on the surface before them.

"I got my ticket for the long way round." Beca began singing tentatively, reaching out and pointing at the two small bottles of whiskey, "Two bottles of whiskey for the way." Her heart skipped a beat as she saw Chloe look up at her with a massive grin, "And I sure would like some sweet company." Beca continued singing quietly, letting out a content sigh before singing the final line, "So I'm leaving tomorrow, what dya say?"

"Yes." Chloe whispered softly and Beca rose her eyebrows teasingly taking a deep intake of breath through her nose.

"Sorry Beale, the next line was 'When I'm gone' , but never mind. We'll make a lyricist out of you yet."

Chloe let out a loud wonderful giggle, squeezing her eyes shut and scrunching her nose up as she threw herself back in her chair. Beca grinned. Because she loved it when she made Chloe laugh like this. And she would happily make her laugh like this forever.