A/N: So sorry again guys, shits been crazy. Plus our wifi went out for the longest time cause of stupid Comcast, we had to go back to Verizon, but I'm not trying to plug anything hah. Anyway I kinda lost my motivation a bit but I'm hoping I can kick my ass back into it, so without further ado lets bang this out. I think I'm just gonna start after their bus breaks down on the way to the next competition. Reviews are much appreciated, seeing them appear in my email is actually the best motivation I get. I don't own any of this shiz, you know how it is...Hey I'm a poet and I didn't even realize it ;)

On the Trebles bus

Chloe took a seat next to Aubrey on the bus, and couldn't help but smile when she saw Beca coming behind her and sliding next to her. Beca returned the smile before turning to talk to Jesse, and Chloe couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Turning to Aubrey she attempted some light conversation.

After Bumper tore them apart about their boring set list, Chloe just couldn't keep her mouth shut anymore. "I'm not sure about this set list, Bree. I mean you kinda have to admit, Beca had some really good ideas the other night" Chloe caught Aubrey looking at Beca to make sure she wasn't eavesdropping. But unfortunately for Chloe, Beca was wrapped up in her conversation with Jesse.

"Chloe, I don't know how many times I'm going to have to tell you that we are doing the songs we have been perfecting over the past few months." Aubrey exhaled and Chloe could tell she wasn't convinced that they had perfected anything. But she was incredibly stubborn, and Chloe sat back a bit, feeling defeated.

Finally, Beca finished her conversation with Jesse and turned to look at Chloe, a look of concern on her face. "Are you ok, Chlo? You look a lil down"

Chloe gave her a small smile, a little touched that Beca was concerned about her. "Yeah, I think I'm fine. I'm just like, really tired"

Beca reached over and gently touched her knee, causing goosebumps to cover Chloe's skin. Beca's voice was soft and she leaned in closer. "Chloe, I know you well enough by now to be able to tell when something's wrong. Is it your nodes, or whatever? I mean, I know I don't quite understand, but I can tell that its really messing with your head"

Chloe's smile faltered a bit before sighing, her shoulders falling. "Alright, you got me. I don't know. Its just a bunch of stuff." She looked back at Aubrey and lowered he voice, moving a little closer to Beca as well. "I just can't help feel a little doubtful about our set list. Plus, you're right. I can't deny that the nodes hurt, especially with all of our practices."

Beca gave her a concerned look. "Chloe, why do you keep doing this to yourself? It can't be good for you, what are the doctors saying?"

Chloe looked away and bit her lower lip. "Well, uh, I haven't really been to a lot of doctors..."

Beca punched her arm. "Chloe!"

Chloe grabbed Beca's own arm and quickly shushed her. "Look, I know, I know that's bad but I just don't want to hear them tell me I can't sing. And I don't want my parents to tell me I can't sing. Singing is my life, Beca. Singing is all I have, it's all I am. I'm never as happy as I am when I'm singing" Her eyes moved to Beca's and she regretted her words, her voice shaking. "Well, almost never...Beca, I can't give up on the Bella's my senior year, not when we're so close..." Chloe tried to blink away the tears that formed in her eyes, looking away from Beca once more.

Beca was quick to slide her arm around Chloe's shoulders. "Hey, hey Chlo. It's ok, I understand. Relax, man, let's talk about something else. So, at this station the other day, Luke was talking about this movie he had gone to see about this girl who was forced to be a child soldier in Africa..."

Chloe leaned against Beca and listened to her talk about the Canadian indie movie Luke had seen, and tried to push thoughts of the upcoming competition and nodes out of her mind. Eventually, she ended up nodding off, waking only when the bus was pulling in.

After the competition

On the bus ride back to the school, the whole atmosphere was incredibly tense. Their bus had been towed and filled with gas, and Fat Amy took enough caffeine pills to get her through the night, so most of the girls just put on various hoods and hats and ear buds and to all appearances went to sleep. Beca sat by herself in the front, no one wanting to be near her after Aubrey made it clear they were blaming her for the loss.

Chloe was sitting in the back with Aubrey, listening to her complain about Beca until she fell asleep, leaning against the window. Chloe sat there for awhile, listening to her iPod and humming softly. Looking up at Beca, she noticed that the girl was still awake as well. Slowly getting up, she made her way up there. She slid into the seat next to her and gently touched her shoulder.

Beca jumped and turned to look at her, smiling faintly when she saw it was Chloe and pulling an ear bud out. Chloe could hear the thumping bass line of whatever song Beca was playing as she spoke. "Oh, hey Chloe, I thought you were asleep too"

Chloe gave her a warm smile and slid into the seat next to her, shaking her head. "Nah I actually had a pretty good nap earlier today." Beca smirked a little a looked down, and Chloe continued. "Listen, Beca, I'm really sorry about Aubrey flipping out on you. I actually really liked what you did with the song. Did you get the inspiration from your Bulletproof mix I heard on the radio the other day?"

Beca looked back at up her and nodded. "Actually, yes. You heard that?"

Chloe looked straight ahead and nodded as well. "Oh totes, I've started listening to the college station more, now that I know this cool, sexy chick that works there" She nudged Beca's shoulder with hers, and Beca couldn't help but crack up a bit.

"Alright, I might be cool, but I'm definitely not sexy" Shaking her head, she looked at Chloe and caught her eye.

"Oh please, you have to remember that I've seen you naked. You got it going on girl, and you're definitely rocking the alternative look and you know it" Chloe looked at her and grinned, before biting her lip, passing headlights illuminating Beca's eyes for a split second. They flashed blue, and Chloe swallowed, unable to keep her mind from wandering to the night she invaded her shower.

"Well, to be fair pretty much anyone looks sexy when they're naked. And you pretty much forced me to sing your lady jam, so you were probably a little biased." Chloe immediately flushed and Beca went on. "What did you tell me? The song really builds?"

Chloe turned bright red and covered her cheeks, a strange reaction since normally things like this never bothered her. "Shut up!" She giggled and gently shoved Beca. "Please, if it wasn't for that night, you wouldn't even be here right now."

Beca's face fell and she looked down again. "Yeah and maybe the Bella's would have made it to the finals, and maybe the season wouldn't be over, and maybe I wouldn't've crushed your's and Aubrey's senior dreams"

Chloe shook her head and gently took Beca's hand in hers. "None of that is true, Beca."

Beca entwined her fingers in Chloe's and Chloe's heart skipped a beat. "I don't know..."

Chloe grabbed Beca's chin and tilted it up to look her square in the eye. "You stop that, Beca Mitchell. If you hadn't've joined the Bellas, you wouldn't have made such awesome friends and had such awesome memories. And we...well, we never would have gotten so...close. Now would we?" Chloe's voice dropped a bit in volume and she suddenly found it hard to breathe, her face inches from Beca's.

Beca looked at Chloe with a strange look on her face, before biting her lower lip, a single tear falling down her cheek. She leaned in, and Chloe's lips parted expectantly. But, Beca buried her face in Chloe's neck, clutching her hand tightly. "Chloe I don't know what I ever would have done if I didn't have you as a friend"

Chloe sighed softly, starting to calm down a little, her heart still racing. She wrapped her arms around the small girl's body and held her close, feeling the wetness of the girl's tears on her neck. They sat like that until the bus pulled into the school, never quite sleeping, but without another word to each other.