Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2 characters, locations, or event references. Nor am I owner to any of the real life references used. I am just a writer who had an idea for the Becommissar ship and I wish to share it with the world.

Hello my dedicated readers! I would like to apologize for my extreme delay on this chapter. Finals followed by hectic holiday schedules kind of threw me off course...my parents coming down with the he flu didn't help either...As a result, I had some really bad writer's block and couldn't figure out how to get this scene across to you. I hope this isn't horrible.

Here is the update! Forgive any and all grammatical errors please and enjoy!


Two Days Later: Hilton in Cologne, Germany

Beca scrambled into a sitting position, looking around startled as the phone's insistent ringing echoed throughout the room. Wide-eyed, Beca turned her gaze to the phone, groaning as she noticed the "8:00" numbers glaring back at her. Scratching her head, Beca threw her covers to the side, grabbing the phone, silence once again coating the air.

"Hello?" asked Beca, rubbing her eyes with her free hand.

"Guten Morgen, Beca. I hope you slept well."

Beca sniffled as she swung her legs over the side of bed, recognizing the voice as Anne, her contact from Electrola.

"Morning, Anne. I slept alright, still trying to get used to the time change, but at least I'm not waking up at noon like yesterday."

"Yes, yes, of course. I'm glad you're adjusting well. I just wanted to remind you of the 9:30 meeting today in Conference Hall B. As you know, this is a huge project for Electrola, so they want to go over all the fine details about the album, promotions, you know, everything."

Beca turned away for a second, failing to stifle a yawn.

"Right, 9:30. Anything else?"

"Ah, the housing arrangements. Since you'll be here for several months, hotel accommodations aren't really suitable for the variations in our schedule. Plus, bookings are scarce during the peak months. You know, tourists and conventions. We have a suggestion to this predicament, but there are other options available to you as well if you don't agree to our suggestion. We'll go over the housing options during the meeting."

Stretching, Beca nodded.

"Alright, sounds good, Anne. I'll see you in a bit."

With a final goodbye, Beca hung up the phone and stood up, approaching the large windows that lined her suite. Gazing out, Beca admired the gothic chapel across the street amazed at both it's size and how, even with the modern buildings around it, the chapel still holds an air of prominence to it. It's legacy standing against the changing times. Letting out a breath, Beca held her hips as she spun around, ready to face the day.

Alright, Beca, get yourself together. Time to get to work.


9:25 AM, Conference Hall B

Beca adjusted the bag on her shoulder as she knocked on the conference room's door, listening to the quiet mumbles that were leaking through. Beca met Anne's eyes as the door swung open, a smile gracing her lips.

"Beca," exclaimed the blonde, opening the door a bit more to allow Beca in, "We were just going over some details in the schedule. We're still waiting on a few more people, but please come this way, I'll introduce you to every one."

Beca smiled as Anne guided her throughout the room, introducing the owners, promotional leads, producers, and several other members that Beca tried to keep up with. Taking a seat next to Anne after introductions, Beca took out her notebook, preparing herself for the meeting ahead.

Several minutes went by with little chatter, most of the board members wondering what was taking so long for the meeting to occur. Beca's eyes drew up as Anne's phone went off. Speaking in hurried German, Anne's face contorted in concern and worry, worrying Beca in the slightest of ways. With a sigh, Anne hung up her phone and called for everyone's attention.

"I would like to apologize. An accident has occurred just outside of Cologne and all traffic is currently being redirected. As such, DSM and the others will be running rather late. They have informed me that we can proceed with the meeting without them."

Agreements floated throughout the room as members began to open their folders.

"Let's begin the meeting, shall we?"


After a few hours, Beca flipped to the final section of the folder provided, glad the discussions were finally coming to a close. Letting out a breath, Beca skimmed the pages before her, amazed at the amount of work required just to get an album semi-finalized since last minute changes and promotional options were still possible. Blinking, Beca looked closely at the last of the files, noting the bolded "Housing" at the top of the page. Anne's voice disrupted her thoughts, drawing her attention to the screen once again.

"While I would've liked to discuss these options with the Das Sound Machine members, these options also affect you, Miss Mitchell, so we'll start with the basics."

Beca watched as the screen changed to several apartment options.

"These are the current condos, town homes, and apartments that are available in the area. Each are within driving distance of the studio and are all move in ready. The utility charges are different for each location, but are within a reasonable price range, so that cost will be taken care of. While the company is willing to pay the first three months for which ever house you choose, Miss Mitchell, the remaining months will have to be paid out of pocket."

Beca looked up in shock.

"What? Why?"

One of the owners at the end of the table spoke up.

"In addition to the production costs for the album, we are considering the salary we are providing to you and Das Sound Machine. We have a limited budget and-"

"Sorry we're late!"

All eyes focused on the group at the hall's entrance, apologies written across their faces. Pieter was the first to break the silence, mentioning to the members to take their seats.

"Ah, didn't mean to interrupt…"

Anne blinked out of her stupor.

"Do-Don't worry about it, we were just going over the housing options with Miss Mitchell and the others. It's good that you've all arrived though so we don't have to repeat ourselves."

Pieter nodded in understanding as he took his seat, mentioning to each member at the table in respect.

Normal clothing…Never thought I'd see the day…

Beca stared as the members took their seats, barely noticing that DSM's co-leader had caught her, a smirk gracing his lips. Realizing she'd been caught, Beca blushed before diverting her gaze to the pages in front of her.

"As we were saying," resumed Anne, "we do have a limited budget, not only due to the production costs, but to this as well."

Anne went on to the next slide, featuring a large two story house.

"To save on costs, rather than renting everyone individual apartments, the company has decided to rent out this house. Like the options before, the house is within driving distance to the studio, fully furnished, and is move in ready. Knowing that several members have lived with each other before, we figured that this would be an acceptable alternative for most of the members. Rent and water will be accounted for, leaving food and electricity costs to the members who decide to live in the house."

Pieter raised a hand in question.

"If I may, of the members who aren't based in Cologne, we have all agreed to live in the house together. It saves on costs and we have no problem rooming with one another. I have sent you an email of the members who will be housing with us about an hour ago."

Anne took a glance at her tablet before nodding.

"Very well. Thank you, Pieter, everyone. Once we have everything written up, we'll send you the files needed for the electricity bills."

Acknowledging the decision, Anne continued.

"Well, since that has been decided, all that's left is your decision, Miss Mitchell. Which of the apartments are to your-"

"If I may interuppt…again."

Attention diverted back to Pieter, his expression unreadable.

"After reviewing the housing options that are being offered, I have a suggestion. What if Miss Mitchell lived with us as well?"

Beca's heart began to pound at the notion.

Live with them?!

"I mean," continued Pieter, "everything, but electricity and food is paid for, greatly saving on costs as mentioned. And as a former Barden Bella, I'm sure Miss Mitchell is no stranger to concept of roommates. Also, if there's ever the need for arrangement discussions or experimentation, we'll all be within close proximity of one another that it doesn't call for any inconveniences to others."

Anne and other DSM members nodded in agreement.

"That is true," stated Anne, holding her chin, "roaming with DSM would remove one more costs from our lists, giving us a bit more money for promotional content if needed. What do you think, Miss Mitchell?"

Beca slightly frowned as looked from Anne to the options before her. While the prospect of living on her own was tempting, the rental expenses were painful to think about. On the other hand, if she lived with DSM, she'd have some extra money she could put away and it wouldn't be inconvenient for the members if she randomly had an arrangement breakthrough or suggestion. It was just the aspect of having to live with her former rivals.

"Miss Mitchell?"

Beca returned from her thoughts, looking back at Anne in slight confusion.

"You're decision? We kind of need it before we can adjourn the meeting."

"Right," Beca started, looking at her notes, feeling the pressure on her. Sighing, Beca looked at the numbers again, comparing the pros and cons for each option.

I'm going to regret this…

Closing her folder, Beca looked at Anne.

"As Pieter pointed out, living with them would not only save on personal costs, but would also allow us to confide arrangement ideas freely to one another without the use of a cellphone or computer. For the course of production, I am willing to house with DSM."

Later

God, what was I thinking?

Beca nervously looked at the house in front of her, every detail as explained in the papers. Sighing, Beca looked down at the paper in her hand, the highlighted portion taunting her.

4 bedroom, 3 bath…

Beca knew that no matter how you looked at it, she would be doomed to room with at least one DSM member. Glancing at the van behind her and the six members that were unloading their luggage, yeah, it was a safe bet to say that she'd have a roommate. A roommate who wasn't Amy or an ally in any shape or form.

Just like freshman year…great.

Running a hand through her hair, Beca leaned against her own luggage in thought.

C'mon, Mitchell, you got this. There is no way you'll let some DSM member beat you down. You earned your way to this position and if they have a problem, well they'll have a fight on their hands…just please tell me that Kommissar won't be living here too. I don't think I can handle it if she-

"Tiny Sprite!"

Beca jumped at the booming voice behind her, her eyes zeroing in on a chuckling Pieter.

"Haha, relax, Miss Mitchell, we are to be house mates! Believe me, I was surprised to see you in that conference room. I really wish the owners weren't so secretive on who we'd be working with."

Beca just watched with wide eyes as Pieter casually grabbed her suitcase and began to wheel it inside.

"Come on, let's get everyone settled in, ja?" called Pieter, looking back at Beca over his shoulder. Beca trudged forward with a nod.

Give me strength…


Hey! So was it horrible? I felt like it was...I have the entire scene and actions and everything I my head, but I don't think I conveyed the scene completely. Anyways, I am working on the next chapter as we speak and hopefully it won't take two months to get it up. The entire story was there, but after the research and focus on accuracy, kind of went south. But I won't give up on the story if you won't give up on me! And I promise! Kommissar will be in the next chapter. She finally arrives!

Review as always!