Beca walked into Chloe's classroom before class started Monday morning. "Why did you stay for my game on Friday?" She asked, shutting the door so they could have some privacy.

"Beca, hey."

"Why did you stay?" She asked again, she hadn't been able to get Chloe out of her head all weekend, actually for the last four months really but she'd never admit it.

"I enjoy watching you play. I always have, you know that."

"But we're not together."

"But I still love you." Chloe interjected. She stood up and moved closer to Beca. "But I also know that you're with someone else now and I'm not going to interfere with that."

"It's not-"

"Any of my business, I know, you've made that perfectly clear. But that doesn't change how I feel about you, how I've always felt." The bell rang and Chloe sighed, she wished they had a bit more time to talk. "If you've moved on then I have to accept that but I'm not done waiting for you. I won't come to your games if you don't want me to but I love watching you play. I will wait as long as I have to Beca. Just let me explain everything. Give us another chance, please." Students began to file into the classroom. "Just think about it." Chloe said before going over to the desk to get ready for class.

Beca hadn't expected that, actually she wasn't sure what she was expecting but that wasn't it. She took her seat at the small desk Mrs. Grandel had set up for her in the back of the room and began grading tests that were left for her. Since the teacher found out she would have to be bed ridden she really didn't have much time to grade while she was trying to find an acceptable substitute. Two classes flew by before Beca knew it. She spent most of her time watching Chloe instead of grading but she couldn't help it. Every since they met Beca had always been captivated by the bubbly redhead.

Chloe went to sit at the desk for a moment and took a deep breath, she was more nervous than she thought she would be. Sure, the two classes went by fine and she had subbed before but that was on a short term basis. It really hit her that she was going to be responsible for many students education for several months. She wasn't much older than they were, how was she going to get them to respect and listen to her?

"You're doing great." Beca said seeming to appear out of nowhere and reading Chloe's mind. She sat the papers that she had already graded on the desk.

Chloe smiled in relief, mostly because Beca was actually giving her a compliment. "You think?" The redhead asked still unsure of herself and Beca gave her a small smile.

"Absolutely, you're going to be fine." She replied and fiddled with the papers on the desk. She started to go back to the desk when Chloe called her back.

"Beca-"

"Chloe, I'm only going to talk to you about school related stuff." Beca interrupted. "I'm not going to talk about the past."

"I was going to ask if you could maybe make some name tags for the students. I kinda feel bad for not knowing any of their names." Beca looked down sheepishly before replying.

"Oh."

"I mean I would love to talk about the other stuff, but I know you better not to push." Chole iterated. "I'll be here when you're ready."

"Not going to happen but I'll make the nametags." She went back towards her desk, embarrassed by going off on Chloe.

Seven months ago…

"I can't do this." Beca said anxiously as she wiped her palms on her jeans. "They're going to hate me." This was the first time meeting Chloe's family and she was beyond nervous, especially since she found out the entire Beale family would be at the BBQ.

"Stop." Chloe stepped in front of her, stilling her hands. "They're going to love you, because I love you." She said trying to calm Beca's nerves. "They will see how happy you make me and love you on that alone." Beca swooned at Chloe's words and took a deep breath.

"Okay, as long as you don't leave me alone to be ambushed by your brothers." The redhead chuckled, giving a quick peck to Beca's lips.

"Deal."

"So Chlo-bear tells me you're just a senior in high school?" Chloe's father questioned Beca. Normally she would have rose an eyebrow and laughed at the nickname but she was far too nervous to do so. Mr. Beale had pulled her a side to help man the grill while Chloe help her mom and sister in the kitchen.

"Um, ye-yes sir." She replied. Where the hell is Chloe, she said she wouldn't leave me alone!

"You're nineteen?"

"Yes sir, I had to repeat my freshman year because of a car accident." She answered, wanting to him to know there was a reason she didn't graduate at eighteen like most people. "Not because I was too lazy to go to class or wasn't smart enough. I just missed too much school from being in the hospital." She rambled on and he put his hand on her shoulder with a chuckle.

"Relax Beca, Chloe's already told us." He stated. "She also said you're one hell of a softball player." Beca smiled slightly and shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know about that but I guess I can hold my own."

"So Beca seems to have won over your father." Karen Beale stated as she pointed out the window where Russell was laughing at something Beca said. Chloe joined her mother by the sink to look out of the window at the pair. The redhead smiled brightly.

"I knew she would." She sighed happily. "She's amazing." Karen chuckled at her daughter's dreamy gaze.

"She must be to put a smile like that on your face."

"I'm serious Mom." She walked away from the window and sat at the table. "I've never felt this way before. She gets me on every level. She's sweet and smart and funny, super talented. She makes me feel safe and loved."

"She sounds like a keeper, honey."

"Definitely, there's no chance I'm letting her go."

A/N: I'm sorry for being gone for so long. When I started writing this I was really excited about it…and then the 100 introduced me to Clexa and my world blew up. Anyway I am no way giving up on this fic. I actually have about 10 chapters finished but I've waited to post until I get a little bit more ahead. If you haven't figured it out there will be some flashbacks, mostly every chapter. Tell me how you guys like/dislike it. Please leave a review for me as well. It definitely inspires me to keep writing, knowing that someone out there likes what I'm putting out there.