*I hope you all enjoy this chapter, it was difficult to write, but I believe this is one of my favorite chapters yet. Kleenex warning, grab the tissues!*

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*To the guest asking about Alex's age, in the world of this story, she's a little over four years old. Her birthday is May 19th, 2013. And yes, she's meant to seem a bit advanced. While Alex does have plenty of opportunities to spend time with kids her own age, the majority of her days are spent with adults.*

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August 2017

Beca awoke to Jesse's hands and lips on her, and she could feel his erection poking into her back as he spooned her from behind. Her eyes fluttered as they adjusted to the sunlight peeking through the blinds.

He moved her hair to the side as he kissed along her neck and shoulder while his hand pushed her tank top up and he began to stroke her stomach.

"Good morning beautiful." He whispered in her ear. Beca groaned in response. Her cramps were setting in, and she could tell she was wet between her legs. And not the good kind of wet. Her period was right on time.

She turned to tell Jesse that right now was not a good time when he captured her lips in a kiss, clearly not caring about morning breath. Beca sighed into the kiss. She would have loved nothing more than to have morning sex with her husband, but it wasn't going to happen, she just felt too sick.

Jesse climbed on top of her and settled between her legs. She didn't have the chance to say much of anything. As he continued to kiss her and pull on her bottom lip with his teeth, his hand made it's way down south and attempted to push into her shorts when Beca stopped the advance by grabbing his hand.

"Mmm...Jess, stop." She breathed against his lips.

He opened his eyes and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"I just got my period, and I'm really uncomfortable right now. In fact, these cramps kinda make me want to puke. I'm sorry." Beca explained.

"Shit, babe, I'm sorry." Jesse apologized, climbing off of her.

"It's okay, I just need to get cleaned up."

"Can I get you anything?" He asked.

Beca climbed out of bed and felt gravity bring everything downward. She was going to need a shower.

"Yeah, some ibuprofen and water would be great." She answered.

Jesse kissed her on the forehead. "Be right back."

Beca went into the bathroom to pee and get cleaned up. As she pulled her shorts and underwear down and sat on the toilet, she sighed, then stopped herself immediately.

"Really, it's been a month. Just stop." She reminded herself.

They had only been trying for a month, and deep down, Beca knew it was going to take a while. Though patience had never been her strong point before, she had no other choice. She and Jesse had a discussion after her IUD had been removed about not putting any pressure on themselves. There would be no charting, no looking at a calendar to figure out when ovulation was happening, etc. They would have sex as they normally did, and when the time was right, they would have another baby. She was just about to put a tampon in when the door opened and Alex burst in causing Beca to jump slightly.

Jesse immediately grabbed her and pulled her out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Beca could hear their conversation through the door.

"What's the rule about closed doors in this house?" Jesse asked.

Alex sighed. "Always knock first."

"Exactly. Mommy is in the bathroom, she needs her privacy. You can talk to her when she's done." Jesse reiterated. They had really been working with Alex on what privacy meant, and how important it was to knock when a door was closed.

"But it's dance recital day! What if mommy forgot!" Alex replied, defending her actions.

"Trust me" Jesse explained. "No one has forgotten, you haven't let us."

"Just another day in the life around here." Beca said to herself as she shook her head. She was about to hop in the shower just as her phone rang. Amy was calling.

"Hey Ames." Beca answered.

"Rebeca Mitchell-Swanson!" Amy yelled.

"Amy Allen." Beca replied, unsure of why Amy was using her full name.

"Why in the hell didn't you tell me what pregnancy was really like?!" Amy boomed.

Beca was completely confused. "What? Amy, it's 8:30 on Saturday morning, I just woke up. I'm not firing on all cylinders yet, so I need you to be a bit more specific."

"Amy scoffed. "Yeah, it's 8:30 in the morning, I've been awake for exactly 37 minutes, and I've already peed six times and puked three. The books said this morning sickness shit was supposed to end already! And hell, I wouldn't even call it morning sickness, it's more like all day sickness. My boobs are killing me, I've got horrific hemorrhoids, and half the time, I can't figure out whether I want to screw Bumper sixteen different ways or punch him square in the face for doing this to me. What the fuck is happening!?"

Beca could not stop laughing at Amy's outburst.

"This shit is no joke Flatbutt!"

"Pregnancy Amy, pregnancy is happening." Beca explained.

"Where's my glow, my cute baby bump, and the little kicks? I feel like shit!" She whined.

"Amy, I'm sorry, you just have to give it time. The first trimester is shitty for everyone, hell, I actually threw up on Jesse one time. Eventually it does get better, I promise. The morning sickness will soon fade, and your hormones will adjust. Then, you'll just want to have sex all the time." Beca said as she started to wash her face.

"Oh fantastic, because my libido wasn't already high enough!" Amy complained.

Beca laughed. "I'm sure it was. Listen, are you and Bumper coming this afternoon?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course we are! I might have a barf bag in hand, but we wouldn't miss little butt's performance for the world. I'll see you then Bec."

"Bye Ames."

Beca hung up the phone and finished up with her morning routine before making her way downstairs into the kitchen where Jesse and Alex were finishing up with their breakfast.

"It's dance recital day!" Alex announced, as if anyone could have forgotten. Still, Beca made her excited face just the same as she scooped Alex into her arms.

"It is dance recital day! Are you going to give us your best moves?"

"You know it! I gots it all up in my brain, because I'm super smart!" Alex said, excitement oozing from her voice.

"You are super smart." Beca agreed as she kissed her and set her down.

Alex went to throw her food in the trash when she paused briefly and looked up at Beca. "Everyone will be there to see me, right?"

"Everyone will be there." Beca promised.


Performing Arts Center of Connecticut

1:50pm

Stacie was talking to Alex as she finished applying her makeup, trying to distract her as Beca paced back and forth. Alex Swanson was an incredibly intuitive child who was constantly watching, and listening, even when people thought she wasn't. Stacie watched as Alex's eyes looked over to where her mother was and followed her pacing. Not wanting her to think anything was wrong, Stacie knew she had to step in.

"So Alex...do you know all of your dance moves?" Stacie asked.

"Duh! I've been practicing all summer!" Alex informed her. "Aunt CeeCee you're gonna watch me right?"

Stacie applied the glitter to her face with a blush stick. "Of course baby girl, I'll be watching."

"And Uncle Scott too?"

"Uncle Scott too, we'll be in the audience. Look at this face, you are the prettiest little girl I have ever seen." Stacie said as she turned Alex around in the chair so she could see herself.

"Where the fuck is she?!" Beca hissed through gritted teeth as Cynthia Rose ran backstage.

Immediately Cynthia Rose put her hands up, as if this was going to calm Beca down. "I don't know." She said, releasing a breath.

Beca threw her hands in the air. "Well somebody needs to find her! For God's sake, Aubrey is here! Connor and Caroline are a month old and she made it. Do you have any idea what Alex is going to do if she finds out her Godmother missed her first dance recital? It's going to kill her. It's going to kill me! I do not want Alex going through that."

Cynthia Rose tried her best to help calm Beca down. "I know, believe me, I know. Come on, let's get a drink of water, and take a breath."

To say that Beca was stressed was a complete understatement. She was hormonal, she was upset, and as Jessica had just come backstage to announce the show was starting in five minutes, she was one hundred percent sure Chloe wasn't coming. Beca was brimming with anger. It was one thing to be upset with her, it was however an entirely different situation to be upset with Alex or to take out her anger on her. She had promised Alex months ago that she would be here today, and she had broken that promise.

Many years before, Chloe had told Beca that she'd never make a promise she had no intention of keeping. Well, today, Chloe had officially broken two promises...and two hearts. Now Beca and Jesse were going to be left to pick up the pieces. Beca had to take a long deep breath and remind herself to be strong for Alex's sake.

Beca walked over to where Alex was sitting in a swivel chair. She was absolutely beautiful. Alex was glowing, and her steel blue eyes sparkled in a way Beca wasn't quite sure she'd seen before. Her hair was up in a perfectly neat bun with red ribbon wrapped around it. Her costume was a bright red sequined leotard with a matching, short red tulle skirt with gold trim. Her first performance was for tap, and then she would need to change for her jazz routine. Beca had never seen her daughter look so grown up before.

She bent down in front of Alex and took her hands in her own. "Hey, I want you to know how proud Daddy and I are, okay? You're going to do an awesome job, and were so excited to watch. Do your best, and don't forget to have fun, okay?"

Alex nodded her head. "I will."

Beca scooped her up into her arms. "I love you Alexandra." She reminded her.

"I love you mommy."

Beca couldn't fight the tear that slipped down her face. Kissing Alex on her cheek, she handed her off to Jessica and walked back to her seat with Stacie.

Jesse could tell Beca had been crying as she sat down next to him, but knew better than to mention it. Instead, he took her hand and laced it through his own before bringing her hand up to kiss it. Beca didn't look at him, she just squeezed tightly.

Alex's tap class was the fourth group up. Jesse geared up the camcorder and Beca took a breath, hoping all went well.

The curtain opened and the spotlights came on as "It's in his kiss" filled the auditorium. Beca didn't even try to fight the tears that brimmed to the surface. Alex was just as confident as always. From the first note, she knew her steps. With a big smile on her face, she followed through with every move she'd been taught, and her expressions were priceless.

Thirty seconds into the song, one of the girls began to cry and ran off the stage. Chelsea, Alex's dance teacher stood behind the curtain doing the dance routine in case the other girls needed help, but as Alex knew exactly what she was doing, they simply followed her.

Jesse had a huge smile on his face as he filmed, feeling extremely proud of his young daughter who always seemed to follow through with anything she put her mind to.

The song ended and the girls took a bow before running off stage.

Jesse turned to look at Beca. "That's our daughter. She's perfect, she's incredible, she's...that was amazing!"

Beca smiled through her tears as she leaned over and kissed Jesse. "That's our girl."

"She's everything I could have asked for and then some." He whispered as he wiped a tear falling from her cheek.

Beca and Jesse's friends were all smiling and congratulating them. Alex had done a phenomenal job.

Three songs later, Alex was back out again with her jazz group, which was slightly more put together than her tap group. while Alex still shined, knowing all her dance moves, the other girls were also on point.

In a layered purple and black sequined leotard, the girls performed to "Jumpin' Jack Flash" Alex stood out though, not because she was Beca and Jesse's daughter but because she smiled her infectious smile, the one that could light up any room.

Halfway through the song, Beca noticed Alex's attention waver slightly as her eyes searched through the audience. Though it lasted for less than thirty seconds, Beca caught it. She was proud that Alex quickly shook it off and was back into the dance without so much as a second thought. Her face was lit up in a huge smile, and it was obvious that Alex was completely comfortable on the stage and in front of a crowd full of people. Beca could tell she was doing something that she loved and believed in.

The show came to an end, and all the dancers took their places on the stage to be congratulated for all their hard work. Alex's first recital had been a huge hit, and Beca and Jesse could not have been more proud as they made their way to the stage to get her.

Alex came running into Beca's arms as soon as she saw her. Beca instantly picked her up and spun her around.

"You did so good, we are so proud of you!" Beca stated, kissing Alex's cheek.

"Listen baby girl, Broadway called, one of their Rockette's broke her foot, think you would want to fill in?" Jesse joked. Alex rolled her eyes at him.

"Daddy, you're so silly! I'm too young to be on Broadway!" Alex informed him.

"Maybe too young now, but I don't know, you could have a future..." Aubrey added with a smile.

Alex was full of energy and excitement. She loved being in the spotlight and having her whole family together. She went from person to person, being showered with love and congratulations. Then, she remembered. Making her way back to her parents, Alex tugged on her mother's dress. Beca bent down.

"Where's Aunt Chloe and Uncle Luke?" She asked.

Beca looked at Jesse, knowing the question was coming, and yet still so unsure of how to answer. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Jesse picked Alex up into his arms.

"Sweetheart, I'm really sorry, but Aunt Chloe and Uncle Luke couldn't make it tonight." Jesse informed her. Alex's smile immediately deflated.

"Oh...did something come up?"

Jesse glanced over at Beca, who nodded her head. "I don't know honey, we haven't talked with them yet but I'm sure we'll find out soon."

Alex nodded her head. "Hey, Daddy, did you see me tumble?! I did it!"

"You must certainly did!" Jesse's eyes sparkled.

Beca stood there and closed her eyes for a moment. She watched as Alex accepted the defeat and tried to move past it. But as a mother, Beca knew she was devastated.


"And they lived happily ever after. The end." Beca said as she closed the Sleeping Beauty book. Alex, who was pressed up against Beca's chest, looked up at her.

"I like stories with happy endings." Alex announced.

"Me too." Beca replied, stroking Alex's cheek. "Did you have fun today?"

Alex nodded. "Mmmhmm."

It was a short reply, and the room fell back into silence again as Alex laid on Beca's chest. Beca could hear Alex's breathing and the chirping of the crickets outside.

Beca knew something was off. Bedtime was one of her favorite times of the day, not because it meant Alex going to sleep, but because it was a chance for Beca and Alex to spend time together talking and catching up about the day. Alex, per her usual self, would ask dozens of questions, and chatter endlessly, getting her tendency to ramble from her father. Tonight though, she had little to say. She didn't say one word until Beca finished the story.

"Hey, how about tomorrow, you and Daddy and I go see a show in New York?" Beca suggested, hoping that might cheer her up. Her face lit up at the prospect.

"Can we?" She asked excitedly.

"Absolutely. We'll make a day of it." Beca answered.

Curling up into her covers, Alex smiled.

"Do you know how much I love you?" Beca asked.

"You love me all the way to the moon and back again." Alex replied happily.

"All the way to the moon and back again." Beca whispered before kissing Alex on the forehead and tucking her in.

"Alex, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Beca questioned. She knew she was upset about Chloe not being at her recital, but other than her question after the show, she hadn't brought the subject up at all.

Alex shook her head. "No, not really."

Beca wasn't about to push the subject. If Alex didn't want to talk about it, she didn't have to. She would talk when she was ready and not a moment sooner.

"Okay then. Sleep well baby, I love you."

She got up out of the bed, turned her light off, and her nightlight on, and made her way out into the hall.

"Mommy?" Alex asked before Beca could walk out of the room.

Beca paused at the door before turning around. "Yeah?

"I can ask you anything, right?"

Alex asked roughly two hundred questions a day and Beca answered every single one of them. Though it could be exhausting at times, Beca wanted to make sure that no matter how insignificant the question, she would always answer it. And, she had a feeling she knew what this question was about.

"Anything." She reminded her as she stood in the door frame. "You can always ask me anything."

Alex was quiet for a few seconds and Beca could see the tears forming in her eyes. "What did I do to make Aunt Chloe not love me anymore?" She asked softly.

Beca's eyes closed instantly as Alex's words hit her like a dagger directly to her heart. Immediately she walked back over to her bed as Alex began to sob. Beca's heart shattered into pieces.

"Come 'mere sweet girl, come 'mere." Beca whispered through her own tears. She pulled Alex into her lap. As Alex buried her face into Beca's chest, her tears soaked her shirt. Beca kissed the top of her head repeatedly as she wrapped her arms protectively around her daughter's tiny frame. She had wished more than anything that she could have shielded her from this pain.

"Alex, look at me please. Look at mommy." Beca insisted. Alex lifted her head and looked into her mother's eyes. "You did nothing wrong, do you hear me? This is not your fault, I don't ever want you to think that. Ever. I don't know exactly what's going on with Aunt Chloe right now, but whatever it is, it is not your fault. Aunt Chloe loves you. She might be going through a really hard time right now, and have difficulty showing you that she loves you, but she does." Beca tried to explain.

"I miss her. I'm sorry she's so sad, I wish I could give her a hug." Alex replied, tears washing down her face.

"I know you do baby, I know." Beca said, wiping Alex's tears away. "Mommy's going to go over and check up on Aunt Chloe tonight and see what's going on, okay?"

Alex nodded her head.

"You be mommy's big, brave girl tonight. Can you do that for me?" Beca asked.

"Yes, I can, I'll be your big girl." She answered.

Beca hugged her tightly. "No one will ever love you like I do Alexandra. Never forget that." She whispered.

Alex's tiny arms wrapped tightly around Beca's neck before pulling back from her and laying back down into the pillows.

"Mommy, will you ever stop loving me?"

Beca tried her best to smile through her tears. "Never. Never ever. You are the greatest gift I have ever received, and I will love you forever and ever. Nothing you could do would make me ever love you any less. I promise. You and I will always have a special bond. Do you know why?"

Alex shook her head.

"Because you're the only one who knows what my heart sounds like from the inside."

Alex smiled, feeling a tiny bit better, and looked over to her stuffed animals, picking up her stuffed Eeyore.

"Here Mommy, will you give this to Aunt Chloe? Eeyore makes me feel better when I'm sad." Alex explained, clutching the stuffed animal.

"Alex, Eeyore is very special to you, you sleep with him every night. Are you sure you want to do this?" Beca checked.

"Aunt Chloe needs him more than I do right now." She said, as she handed him over.

Beca kissed Alex once more. "Try and get some rest sweetheart, I'll be here when you wake up."

They exchanged 'I love you's' once more, and Beca closed the door.

The second she was out of Alex's sight, her emotions came pouring out of her. She had been faced with one of the toughest questions she had ever been asked. To look into her daughter's tearful eyes and have her ask why her Godmother no longer loved her, had torn her apart inside. She wanted so badly to take Alex's pain from her. And for her then to give up her favorite comfort item to someone whom she felt needed it more, proved that at four years old, Alex was more selfless than most grown adults.

Once the sadness began to subside, anger set in. Beca was beyond furious.

Stomping down the stairs, she went straight to the kitchen to look for her keys and her bag. Jesse, who was cleaning up from the dinner party they had had with everyone after Alex's recital, immediately looked up and took in her mood.

He stood and watched as Beca threw papers, searching and searching.

"Damnit Jesse! Where the fuck are my keys?!" She yelled harshly. She was so angry she could barely think straight. Jesse was taken back by her outburst.

He knew she had been upset and preoccupied throughout the evening, but now, she was downright pissed. Sure, Jesse had seen Beca in a bad mood many times throughout the years, but this level of anger was unlike her, he knew something more had to have happened.

"Bec, baby take a breath."

Beca looked up at him. Her hair was disheveled, and her mascara, mixed with her tears, ran down her face.

"Don't call me 'baby' right now. I need the fucking keys so I can drive up to Chloe's and beat her ass!" She yelled.

"Okay, let's talk about this for a minute." He said softly, trying to think of anything to say to her other than 'calm down' knowing that would only upset her more. Jesse had endless patience, and it took a lot to get him to ever even come close to raising his voice. He was calm, patient, and level headed. Over the years, he had defused Beca's anger many a time. And clearly, she was going to need his calming presence to bring her down.

"What happened up there?" He asked.

"Alex thinks Chloe doesn't love her anymore. I had to sit up there for the past ten minutes and watch her cry on my chest because she thinks that she did something to Chloe to make her hate her." Beca explained, her tone still coming out harshly.

Up in her room, Alex could hear Beca and Jesse talking. She laid in bed, unsure of whether to get up or not.

"Mommy told me to be her big girl." She reminded herself, staying put for a little bit longer. She looked over at her stuffed animals.

"Big girls make sure they don't get found." She whispered as she grabbed her bear and quietly opened her door. She hid behind the hallway table and sat down on the floor as she looked to her bear. "We have to be extra quiet, so they don't hear us."

"I know that had to be hard for you to watch, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that Chloe has been acting like a complete bitch and has hurt our family but right now, my main concern is you. Beca, you cannot drive in this condition. You need to be calm and rational before you get in the car and drive for forty minutes." Jesse reasoned, his voice soft and calm.

"Fuck being calm and rational right now Jesse!" Beca's yelling caused Alex to flinch. It was the first time she had ever heard her mother raise her voice.

Jesse's voice was much softer. "Lower your voice!" He hissed. "Alex is right upstairs! I get that you're angry Beca, and we need to talk about this, but our four year old does not need to hear her mother shouting obscenities."

Beca turned away from Jesse, unable to face him as more tears began to fall. She knew she was being loud, and she knew Alex had to be hearing their conversation. But Beca was having a hard time controlling her emotions. Suddenly it all clicked for Jesse.

"This is about more than Chloe not being around." He said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

Beca whipped her head towards him. "This is about that beautiful little girl up there not turning out like me!" She yelled, unable to soften her tone.

"I know what it feels like to be let down by people who once claimed to love you. I know what it's like to lay awake at night and wonder what you did to make them leave. I know what it's like to be angry at the world, and angry at yourself, and shut everybody out because it's all you can do to protect yourself from getting hurt. I want more for her Jesse! She has a beautiful innocence about her now, she's happy! She loves colors, singing, and dancing, and she trusts people without question. Her heart is so full of love, and I don't want that to change!"

Beca's emotions were pouring out of her like a floodgate, and she was powerless to stop them. Once the gate opened, it wouldn't stop. She looked deeply into Jesse's eyes from across the counter.

"I'm her mother. I'm her mother, Jesse." She sobbed as she pounded her fist on the counter. "I'm supposed to protect her."

Jesse watched as Beca fell apart in front of him and the lump in his throat began to rise. He was so unsure of how she would react, but he walked over to her and lifted her chin so he could see her tear stained face. Her tears were flowing like hot lava, it had been years since the last time Jesse had seen Beca so heartbroken and defeated.

Staring up into his eyes, which were also starting to fill with tears, Beca blew out a breath. "I didn't want her to get hurt, I didn't want that for her." She whispered.

Jesse pulled her into his arms. He kissed all along her cheeks, tasting her salty tears, before kissing the top of her head and pulling back to see her face once more.

"Do you know what an amazing mother you are?" He whispered, his thumb wiping away more tears.

Beca shook her head. "Stop, just stop." She said, closing her eyes.

"No, look at me." He said, his eyes so full of concern. Beca's eyes remained closed.

"Beca, look at me."

She finally relented, looking back up at him with tear filled blue eyes.

"I watched you carry her for nine months. I watched you give birth to her. I watched as you breastfed her and changed countless diapers. I have watched you rearrange your schedule so you could spend an entire day with her, or watch her dance class. I've watched as you've given up food because Alex was still hungry, I've watched you get up in the middle of the night to lay in bed with her because she had a nightmare. I've watched as you were thrown up on, and then comforted your daughter before focusing on anything else because she felt guilty about it. I have watched you love our daughter every single day for over four years. Don't you dare, for one second, think that you're not good enough for her. When Alex cries? She cries for you...her mother. When she's sick, she wants her mother. When we went to the movies back in June when you were in LA for business, the very first thing Alex said to me when we walked out of that theater was 'I wish mommy could have been here with us.'"

Jesse cupped her cheeks in his hands, tears streaming down his own face. "If you were to ask our daughter who she loves most in this world...her answer would be 'Mommy.' She thinks you hung the moon just for her."

Beca wrapped her arms around Jesse's neck, and together, they stood in the kitchen, holding onto each other and crying.

He hated this. They were now all in pain. Beca was hurting because Alex was hurting, and Jesse was hurting for both Alex and Beca. It killed him to see her falling apart like this.

He rubbed her back as he held her tightly, breathing in her unique scent. He never wanted to let her go. Instead, he wanted to do anything he could to take her pain away and make her stop hurting. He would do anything for Beca. His love for her was like nothing he had ever experienced in his life. He had never before been so madly, and deeply, head over heels in love with someone. The feeling was indescribable.

It was a good ten minutes before Beca pulled back, visibly calmer. She looked into Jesse's eyes. "I need to fight for her until she can stand up for herself. It's my job as her mother to stand up for her. Please let me do this. I promise I'm okay."

Jesse thought it over in his head. He knew Beca was hellbent on confronting Chloe and wouldn't be able to rest until she did.

"Are you positive you're okay to drive?" He questioned.

Beca nodded her head. "Yes, I'm okay to drive." She answered softly.

Jesse relented.

"Promise me you'll call when you get there. If anything happens to you, I will never forgive myself."

Beca's hands rubbed at his sides. "I promise. I love you." She whispered, before leaning up to kiss him.

"I love you too." He said as he reluctantly let her go.

Beca found her keys, and took one more look at Jesse before closing the door to the garage, leaving him in the kitchen, alone.

He stood there, staring straight ahead, trying to process the emotional upheaval they just experienced. It was very rare that Beca broke down like that. As far as he knew, the only other time he had seen her that distraught, was when they thought she had miscarried her entire pregnancy. By some unexplainable miracle, Alex survived and she was growing and thriving. Miracle was the only way to describle it. Alex was their miracle.

He was left alone with his thoughts, wondering if he should have let her go. He knew she was emotional, and he worried about her current state of mind, and whether or not she would be able to fully focus on the road. It wasn't like Chloe and Luke lived down the street, they were in Cheshire, a town forty minutes north. Beca was going to have to take multiple highways to get there.

Jesse put his head in his hands and sighed. He just wanted her in bed with him, wrapped up in his arms, where he knew she was safe.

When he looked up, Alex was standing against the wall in her Doc McStuffins pajamas, clutching her teddy bear, staring at him. Jesse sighed and walked over to her, bending down to her level.

"Sweetheart, it's late, you should be in bed." Jesse reminded her.

"Mommy was yelling." Alex whispered. Jesse closed his eyes.

"Yes, she was." He answered.

"She was crying, and saying bad words." Alex continued, her voice just above a whisper. The incident had clearly frightened her. Jesse knew that Alex had never heard Beca raise her voice even slightly before.

"I'm very sorry you had to hear that baby. Mommy was very upset, and we should have had the conversation somewhere else, where it didn't bother you."

Alex nodded her head. "Daddy?"

"Yeah, Alex?"

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" She asked.

"Of course you can. Come on, let's go upstairs."

Leaving the rest of the clean up for the morning, Jesse picked Alex up and softly began rubbing her back as he turned off the lights, and headed upstairs.

As he changed into his pajamas, and got into the king sized bed, Alex cuddled up against Jesse's chest and he began to sing her song.

"If you need me, just call my name

'Cause without you, my life just wouldn't be the same

If you want me come sunny skies or rain, just call my name

If you miss me, I'll be there to brush the sunlight from your hair

I'll be there to guide you when trouble walks beside you

When you need me, just call my name.

"Daddy?" Alex whispered, her voice heavy with sleep.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"And I love you Alex, more than you'll ever know."


Beca pulled up to the house, and simply stared. It was late, and she was already emotionally drained, but she was going to do this. She was going to do this for Alex. It was one thing for Chloe to fuck with Beca's emotions, but Alex's were an entirely different situation.

As she pulled up in front of the house, she called Jesse, just as she had promised. She assured him once more that she was okay and would call him again when she was headed home. Before hanging up, she asked about Alex and was relieved to hear that she was firmly pressed into Jesse's side, sleeping peacefully in their bed. Finally, getting up the nerve to exit the car, she closed and locked the door before making her way up the sidewalk to the front porch. Nervously, she rang the doorbell.

Less than thirty seconds later, the door opened wide.

"We need to talk."