A/n: You want Mitchsen fluff? I'm here to give you Mitchsen fluff... or I'll try and fail because my life is full of angst and I feel the need to put this family through hell.

It's what I'm calling, Mitchsen Fluff-ish, you're welcome?

Oh and trigger warning for the next several chapters: there will be violence and death in them. Nothing too completely graphic, but enough for a warning, I'm sorry in advance. I know this is early in the story, but it's gonna set up somethings for the rest of the story. I promise.


Chapter Two

Aubrey woke up on a Thursday morning to Beca spooning her. Both she and Chloe had been living in the Mitchell household for about a month at this point and they both loved every minute of it. Chloe loved being able to hang out with Greyson whenever she wanted and Aubrey loved waking up in Beca's arms. The four living in the house full time have gotten into a routine on a school morning. Aubrey would lie in Beca's arms until the music producer woke up, the couple would cuddle and make out for about a half an hour until they head the two teenagers moving about to get ready for school, then Beca would get up and make the three breakfast as Aubrey got ready for work. Both Chloe and Greyson would come down fully ready for school and pour a cup of coffee into a mug to have with breakfast and a to-go mug for school. Aubrey would come down a few minutes later and do the same before the family of four sat and had breakfast together. Emily would join them on Sundays as both Aubrey and Beca have claimed that day as a family day.

That Thursday morning was no different, Aubrey woke up in the arms of her girlfriend, she turned in her arms and stared at the sleeping brunette's face. She remembered so fondly at the moment that this beautiful, caring woman came back into her life. She hadn't thought that the Beca Mitchell that enrolled both Emily and Greyson Mitchell in at John Adams Prep was the Beca Mitchell who had stolen her heart all those years ago at Barden, but when the music producer walked into her office to apologize for not sending her kids to school on the anniversary of her late husband's death, she couldn't be anymore forgiving.

"Aubrey?" Her assistant Sarah said. "I have the mother of Emily and Greyson Mitchell here."

Aubrey nodded not looking up from her computer, "Send her in, please." She responded.

A few moments later, Aubrey still typing something out on her computer, she head someone come in, "Good morning, Headmaster- wait, Aubrey?" The voice said.

Aubrey knew that voice, she couldn't forget that voice, she looked from her computer to the mother standing in her office and said, "Oh my god, Beca, hi."

"I had no idea that you were my kids' headmaster. I thought there was more than one Aubrey Posen in the world." Beca said sitting down.

"And I thought there was more than one Beca Mitchell," Aubrey said with a soft smile, "hi. How are you?"

"I'm okay," Beca said. "I own my own company now."

"Yeah, I think I saw that on the Bella's facebook group page." Aubrey said, not really keeping up with social media stuff. "How's James?"

Beca's head fell, thinking of her late husband, "Uh well, funny you should ask," the music producer scratched the back of her neck, "he passed away 15 years ago yesterday. His plane went down, he didn't make it. It's why I didn't have Greyson come to school. I needed him close, Emily too. Emily knew him, she was a daddy's girl. He passed away about a month before Greyson was born."

Aubrey face softened at the news, "I'm so sorry, Beca." She said. "I completely understand, we'll use it as one of his excused absences for the year."

"Thank you, Bree." Beca said. "I really appreciate your understanding."

"He was one hell of a guy," Aubrey said. "I'm now so sad that the world lost him."

There was a peaceful silence between the two Bellas. They had been through a lot separately since the last time they talked, but it felt peaceful. Aubrey was looking lovingly at how awkward Beca still was an a grown adult, mother of two.

"Can- can we get coffee sometime?" Beca asked. "I'd really like to catch up with you. Out of all the Bellas, I've missed you the most."

Aubrey smiled, the feelings that she had towards the woman flooding back, "Of course, here let me give you my number." She said writing her number down on a piece of paper. "I've missed you too."

The conversation didn't stop there though, when Beca left the office she sent Aubrey a text and the two started talking through there. When they finally went out for coffee, it was their first date and from there it led them to the present day.

Beca stirred awake and saw her girlfriend looking at her, "What are you looking at, creeper?" She said kissing the headmaster good morning.

"Just my beautiful girlfriend," Aubrey said. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said as she leaned in again to kiss her.

The two began to make out for awhile, just loving being together. They heard movement and laughing coming from the hallway indicating that both Chloe and Greyson were up. They heard a muffled conversation, "He broke up with you for no reason and then he asked you to homecoming? The hell is Tom's problem?" Greyson asked.

The shower was going, but the couple could imagine Greyson standing at the vanity shaving as Chloe took a shower, "I have no clue," they head Chloe say. "He asked me in front of Stacie and Jessica too. They waited until I politely declined and he walked away pissed off to laugh. I don't think he really thought it through."

"Are you even going to homecoming?" Greyson asked. "We only went to junior prom because my mom and Emily practically made me and I didn't want to take anyone other than you and nobody had asked you yet."

"I might go with Stacie and Jessica." She said. "Are you going? Oooh are you finally gonna ask Jessica out? I know you've been pining over her since freshman year."

"I haven't been pining, Beale. I resent that statement." Greyson said with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"Suuure," Chloe let out, "whatever makes you feel better, Mitchell."

"You know you have a thing for Stacie," Greyson said. "Even with your on again, off again relationship with Tom. The way you look at her when you don't think anybody is looking is the same way my mom does with your sister."

Aubrey chuckled against Beca's chest, "He does have a point." The blonde said softly as Beca kisses the top of the headmaster's head.

"I do not have a thing for Stacie," Chloe let out as the shower turned off. "I mean, yes, I identify as an pansexual, but I do not have a thing for Stacie Conrad."

"Keep living in your bubble of denial, Beale." Greyson said after spitting out toothpaste. "But, one day, you're going to wake up and realize that life is too short for you to be in that bubble."

"Pot meet kettle," Chloe laughed.

"Yeah, I know, but the thing is, you can tell Stacie has a thing back for you," Greyson said. "Jessica is so hard to read. Especially when Ashley is around."

"Those two are just best friends," Chloe said. "Like you and me. Practically siblings. Look, how about if I reveal my feelings to Stacie, which YES, I do have them, you reveal your feelings to Jessica and ask her out to homecoming. Today."

There was a long silence, before, "Deal." Greyson said.

The talking faded out as the two made their ways down the hall to finish getting ready for the day in their rooms and the couple who were still cuddling in bed had a peaceful silence between the two of them. Aubrey's head on Beca's chest—Beca scratching the blonde's scalp soothingly. Music could be heard in the background, probably coming from Greyson's room as it had a more alternative feel compared to Chloe's music.

"I love how those two get along," Beca said suddenly.

Aubrey hummed, "Me too," she said. "They're like siblings." She added as her sister said a few minutes before.


That day at school, Aubrey couldn't put her finger on it, but there was something different in the air and she didn't like it. She did her rounds before school. It made her feel better after her mom and stepdad died, to know that Chloe was safe in her classes. She nonchalantly did it every morning and she added Greyson to her morning routine. Both he and Chloe had every class except for homeroom and first period together. Chloe's first period was organic chemistry, she looked into the classroom briefly to see her and Jessica as lab partners and they were smiling about something as they did the assignment. Aubrey then slowly made her way across the high school campus to look into Greyson's classroom where he was sitting next to Stacie as they both were listening to their teacher lecture.

Aubrey stared at the boy for a moment, remembering the memory she had of her and his mother that morning. She couldn't imagine what it's like to not know your father. Her own father put the Army in front of her and her mother, causing the divorce, and she still has some painful conversations with the man, but she still loved him dearly. She couldn't imagine a life without the general, nor would she want to. Greyson Mitchell never got to meet his father and yet Beca raised him to be practically everything that James Mitchell was. She could definitely see a lot of the late pilot in the young man learning about physics in that moment and maybe she stared for too long because the boy suddenly made eye contact with her and raised an eyebrow at her, reminding her of his mom—she blushed and then walked away quickly.

She suddenly felt a vibrate in the pocket of her business suit pants and saw that it was a text from Greyson, being as playful as she has ever seen him.

Greyson: I see you, Headmaster Posen.

It was followed by another text.

Greyson: Seriously Bree, have a good day. I love you.

Aubrey stopped dead in her tracks, the boy may have not said it verbally to her yet, but the love that she felt for her girlfriend's children just grew ten times more and to know that Greyson loved her back made her heart swell.

Aubrey: I was just checking up on you—needed to make sure that Beca Mitchell's son actually made it to class. ;)

She then realized that she didn't reply back to his love.

Aubrey: Oh and I love you too. Have a good day yourself. Make good choices.

She smiled at the last three words knowing that is something Beca would say. It didn't push down the uneasy feeling that she had about the day, but she had to push through whatever she was feeling for the sake of professionalism, at least that's what she kept telling herself.


Chloe was walking with Stacie on their lunch break, the two were just talking about random things when Chloe decided to bring up her and Greyson's conversation from that morning.

"I told Greyson about Tom asking me to homecoming this morning," the redhead said.

Stacie chuckled, "Yeah? How'd he react?" She asked.

"He doesn't think Tom has a lot of class." Chloe chuckled.

"I mean, he doesn't." Stacie said. "I just hope to god that he doesn't ruin the experience."

"God, me too." Chloe said. "Greyson did bring up something interesting this morning..."

"Yeah?" Stacie said. "What's that?"

They stopped, "Look Stacie," Chloe said. "I have feelings for you and I know you may never have feelings back, but I don't think I can hide them anymore. I mean, we only live once, right?"

Stacie smiled, "I have feelings for you too, Chlo." She said, taking a step forward and grabbing her hands. "I'm glad that I can now ask you to be my homecoming date without having to say just as friends."

"Really?" Chloe asked.

Stacie nodded and stepped forward and kissed Chloe softly, just as Chloe returned the kiss she heard gunshots which made her jump back and look at Stacie who was just as surprised and they both ran into the classroom that looked empty, but had Mr. McPherson and some students. The teacher then pulled them farther into the classroom and locked the door, "Get down." He then said to everyone in the classroom.


Greyson was walking with Jessica thinking about what Chloe said, the two were actually talking about a recent episode of some superhero show that they both watched. It got quiet for a moment before the boy got enough courage, "Y'know, you're incredibly amazing to talk to," he said.

"Aww," Jessica said, "you are too!"

"And Chloe and I were talking this morning and we both come to realize that we have feelings for people and I can't pretend that I don't have feelings for you anymore, you're too amazing and beautiful to not have feelings for. "You don't have to feel the same way as I do, but I really needed to tell you that I like you a lot. And if you did happen to like me back, I'd really like to go to homecoming with you."

Jessica smiled softly, Greyson didn't know how to read it, but all she got out was, "Greyson," before they heard gunshots ringing out through the quad.

"Mitchell. Davis." The two looked and saw the janitor, "Get in here now."

The two teenagers obeyed the janitor's commands and ran into the closet with the man and he quickly shut the door and Greyson whispered-yelled, "Were those gunshots?"

The janitor nodded, "Yes. Do you think I would bring you two in here for any other reason?"

"Yes," Jessica breathed out in Greyson's direction. "I feel the same way, I always have."

Greyson smiled and pulled her close to him in a hug and kissed her forehead. They'd work out the rest of the details when they weren't in an active shooter situation, but for now, having Jessica Davis in his arms was all that he could want.


Aubrey was in a meeting when the feeling she was having all day came into focus. She heard a loud noise and then a bunch of screaming as her assistant came into the room where she was meeting with the superintendent, they were talking about next quarter, when Sarah cleared her throat, "Umm, hi, sorry to interrupt, but we have a crucial problem," the woman got out.

"What's going on?" The superintendent asked as Aubrey's face asked the same.

"We have an active shooter on the high school side of campus," Sarah got out in a shaky breath.

Both eyes of Aubrey and Chuck, the superintendent went wide, "Ser-seriously?" Aubrey managed to get out. Sarah nodded furiously, "Well, what are you waiting for?" She then said. "Call nine one one!"

"We already have, but thought you should be briefed," Sarah said. "Y'know, to put the entire campus on lockdown."

Aubrey then jumped into action in their lockdown plan with her boss assisting her, "We are on lockdown," Aubrey's voice boomed through campus. "This is not a drill. I repeat, we are on lockdown. This is not a drill." She then turned to her assistant, "Sarah, have all parents contacted and tell them where the meeting place is going to be and to not come to campus, okay?" Sarah nodded and scurried off. Another round of gunshots rang through the high school, "Damnit, Chloe and Greyson are out there." She mumbled.

"Text them, ask them if they're safe," Chuck's calm yet shaky voice said.

Aubrey nodded, "Thank you." She said. She sent a text message to both Chloe and Greyson at the same time, if they weren't together, she was sure that they would want to know where each other were.

Aubrey: Hi kids, we're in a serious lockdown. I know you two know that, but I NEED to know that you two are okay. Please let me know you're both okay.

It was even 30 seconds later that she got two texts back.

Chloe: Stacie and I are hiding in Mr. McPherson's classroom with him and a couple of other students. Safe.

Greyson: Jessica and I are hiding in a closet with the janitor. It was the closest hiding spot once the shots went off. So, safe.

Aubrey smiled and quickly sent a text message back to the two of them.

Aubrey: I'm glad you two are safe. Stay put. It'll all be over soon. I love you both.

Chloe: Love you Bree. Love you Grey. [heart emoji]

Greyson: I love you Bree. I love you Chlo.

Aubrey had tears dwelling in her eyes, it was the second time that Greyson had told her that he loved her over text. She just wished this time was under better circumstances. She then felt her phone vibrate again, she looked at it. It was a text message from Beca.

Beca: Umm, I just got this alarming recorded phone call from the school saying that there's an active shooter on the high school campus. You want to explain this to me? Are you safe? Are the kids safe?

Aubrey texted back immediately to calm her girlfriend's nerves.

Aubrey: Yes. There's an active shooter. Yes, we're all safe. Love you.

That was the last text message Aubrey sent before another round of gunshots went off. She then hid under the desk in her office. Chuck was hiding beside her. They were out of view if the shooter decided to break the lock and come in.


Meanwhile, Beca was sitting on the couch in her office having lunch with Emily. It had been awhile since the mother and daughter had lunch together despite Emily being signed to the label.

"How are you doing, sweetheart?" Beca asked.

"Good," Emily said. "I, uhh, I do have some news."

"What's up?" Beca asked with a small smile. She had a feeling that she knew what was coming.

The younger woman pulled a ring out of her pocket and placed it on her wedding finger, "Benji proposed to me last night." She said showing off the ring.

Beca's smile got bigger as she went to hug her daughter, "I knew it!" She said. "Well, only because he came and asked for my permission."

Emily's eyes went wide, "Really?" She said. "He didn't tell me that."

"Yeah," Beca said remembering how awkward the young man was. "You were in a session with Jesse."

Beca looked up when she heard a nervous knock on her door, she took her reading glasses off when she saw it was her daughter's boyfriend, who had honestly become her son over the last several years that they were dating, "Hey Benji." Beca said. "Emily's in a session with Jesse right now."

"I- uh-" he cleared his throat, "I know. I- umm, I came to talk to you."

"Okay?" Beca asked confused. "What's up?"

Benji came in and closed the door, sitting in one of the chairs in front of Beca, "I came to ask for your permission to marry Emily." He got out all in one breath. "I really, really love her. And I can support her. I know I'm still in my teaching credential program, but I really just want to spend the rest of my life with her."

Beca smiled and reached for the young man's hand, "Of course you have my permission, honey." She said. "Do you have any ideas on how you're going to do it?"

He shook his head, "I- uhh- I was wondering if you could help me out?" He asked scratching the back of his neck.

Beca's face lit up in a smile, "Of course," she said as the two spent the next hour planning the perfect proposal.

"I still can't believe you gave Jesse Swanson a job as a music producer here." Emily said. "Especially since he's better at scoring movies."

Beca shrugged, "You gotta start somewhere," she said as her phone began vibrating on the table. She looked at it, "Why is John Adams Prep calling me?"

"I promise it wasn't me this time," Emily joked, knowing that she got into some trouble earlier on in high school, receiving calls from the guidance counselor was a normal occurance for Beca when it came to Emily.

Beca rolled her eyes, "Hello?" She answered.

"This is a recorded message from John Adams Preparatory Academy, we are calling because we need to inform you that there is an active shooter on the high school wing of campus," Beca's eyes went wide.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Emily asked seeing her mom's face.

Beca shushed her for a moment to continue listening, "We ask that you do not come to campus, but meet your respective child or children at Mount Hope Christian Church two miles southeast from campus. Again, we ask that you do not come to campus."

Beca hung up her phone and immediately sent a text to Aubrey.

Beca: Umm, I just got this alarming recorded phone call from the school saying that there's an active shooter on the high school campus. You want to explain this to me? Are you safe? Are the kids safe?

The immediate text back made her feel a little easier.

Aubrey: Yes. There's an active shooter. Yes, we're all safe. Love you.

She then sent a text to Greyson and Chloe separately.

Beca [to Greyson]: I just got a call from the school. Bree said that you're safe. Be brave for me, honey. Love you.

Beca [to Chloe]: I just got a call from the school. Bree said that you're safe. Be brave for me, Chlo. Love you.

"Come on, we gotta get to Mount Hope." Beca said gathering her stuff.

"What? Why?" Emily asked.

"There's an active shooter on campus and they told us we have to meet everyone there." Beca got out.

"Okay," Emily said jumping into action immediately. "Let's go."

The mother and daughter got out of the studio without being stopped and they got into Beca's car, rushing to the same church that they held James' memorial service, all those years ago.


Chloe was cuddled into Stacie, the brunette had her arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders as gunshots went off again they heard a scream, which meant a student didn't get to safety in time.

"Maybe you should run faster next time, Noble." The gunman said making both Chloe and Stacie look at each other because they knew that voice. That voice belonged to Tom.

"Oh my god," Chloe whispered.

"It's okay," Stacie whispered soothingly, wrapping a tighter arm around her. "It's okay."

They then heard a loud thud on the door, the window of the door showed Tom's face, the gunman kicked the door again, the door opened, and Chloe whispered out inaudibly, "Jesus fucking Christ."

Luckily both Chloe and Stacie were cuddled behind a counter in the chemistry classroom, so Tom couldn't see them.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Tom got out.

"Please, Mr. Baker, you don't have to do this." The teacher got out.

Stacie saw who the gun was pointed at, a boy named Owen Walker, she didn't know him all too well, but she did know that he was a close friend of Greyson's. The two grew up together from the age of nine on.

"I figure if I shoot you," he said to Owen, "it'll hurt Greyson Mitchell which then in return will hurt Chloe Beale." He fired off a couple of rounds at the boy before firing a couple of rounds at the teacher, both of them, dying instantly. Stacie held in her gasp and looked at Chloe, the redhead was shaking because she knew what just had happened, she had saw a glimpse of it. Her ex-boyfriend just shot her best friend's other best friend. Both Chloe and Greyson always joked that they were allowed to have one other best friend outside of them. Hers was Jessica and his was Owen. "Well, off to the next room." He then said suddenly leaving the room.

"He wants to hurt me," Chloe got out. "He's doing all of this just because wants to hurt me."

Stacie pressed a kiss to the top of Chloe's head, she had always dreamed of being in this position with the redhead, but under better circumstances of course.


Jessica was still in Greyson's arms, getting used to the smell of his cologne. The closet was big enough for them to sit apart, but the girl was seeking comfort and she wasn't about to get it from the janitor who refused to call her anything other than Davis.

"Who would do this?" Greyson let out. "And why? Who is hurting enough to put an entire school in lockdown?"

"Could be anyone," the janitor let out, making the two teenagers look at him strangely. "What? It's true. Hurting people hurt people."

"But they hurt themselves more," Jessica got out.

"True." The janitor said. "I'm happy for you two though. Been watching you two pine after each other for a few years now." The janitor nodded. Greyson gave him a glare, "What?"

"I did not pine after her," Greyson said.

"Yeah you did," Jessica mumbled into his uniform blazer, "but it's fine. I pined after you. I'd do it until the day I die."

Greyson smiled and kissed the top of her head, he refused to have their first kiss in front of a man who refused to call him anything other than Mitchell. He felt like the girl in his arms agreed.


Aubrey was still sitting under her desk with Chuck nearby, she had her arms wrapped around her legs, rocking back and forth. She was quietly doing some deep breathing exercises.

"I know how Chloe is," Chuck finally whispered, "but who's Greyson?"

Aubrey looked up at the man, "Greyson is my girlfriend's son." She said honestly. "I know it's kind of frowned upon for me to be dating one of the students' parents, but I don't treat him any differently. He asked for that when he found out I was dating his mom."

Chuck nodded, "I can't tell you what to and not to do in your personal life, Aubrey. I was just merely curious." He said.

The two sat in silence for awhile before they heard the door kicked down, they both held their breath before they saw it was the swat team, they let go of the breath they were holding as one of them said, "The gunman is in custody. We have the rest of the team evacuating all of campus and taking them to Mount Hope."

"How many fatalities?" Aubrey softly asked as she and her boss got up.

"Two so far, ten injuries as far as we know." The man said. "Come with me. Place your hands over your heads, it's procedure."

The two did what they were told and exited the school. When they got outside they saw students standing in crowds waiting for the go ahead to walk to the church. Aubrey immediately looked for Chloe and Greyson. The redhead found her first, "Bree!" She called out, running to hug her sister.

"Oh baby girl," Aubrey said while embracing her sister. The headmaster then pulled back and grabbed her sister's face, she saw Stacie standing behind her sister. "You two okay?" They both shook their heads before grabbing each other's hands, "Alright, let's get you two to Mount Hope."

"Wait," Chloe said suddenly, "where's Greyson?"

"Right here," he said holding Jessica's hand approaching them. Chloe flung herself at him, he wrapped his arms tight around her. "Hi Chlo."


Both Beca and Emily didn't know how relieved it would feel to be reunited with Aubrey, Chloe, and Greyson. Beca immediately took the headmaster into her arms as Emily took her baby brother in her arms before Chloe. The music producer kissed the headmaster hard on the mouth, "Thank god, you all are okay," she then said pulling Greyson into a hug before Chloe.

Chloe's face read other emotions that Emily read immediately, "Well, physically okay." She said.

Greyson put an arm around the redhead, "What's wrong, Chlo?" He asked.

The entire family's attention was on her and then she let out a sob that she had been holding back, "He did this because he wanted to hurt me." She said.

"How do you know that honey?" Aubrey asked taking her sister's face into her hands again.

"He bursted into the classroom I was in," she said. "He didn't see me, but he said to- to Owen that if he shot him that he would hurt you," she gestured to Greyson, "and if he hurt you, then he'd hurt me. He then proceeded to shoot both Owen and Mr. McPherson until they were dead."

Greyson looked over to Owen's family as they were being told by police that their oldest son didn't make it out alive. He saw his mother's hand go to her mouth and his dad grab the pew they were standing by to hold himself upright. Greyson then left his family and went over to the Walker's, "Mr. and Mrs. Walk-" he got out before emotion took over. Owen's mom pulled Greyson in close, knowing that she lost her son and this boy just lost his best friend.

Beca watched as her boy tried to console the Walker parents, she knew that she would be consoling him soon enough.


That night, Beca and Aubrey wanted all three kids close, "I don't care if we're sleeping on top of each other," Beca said. "Everyone get ready for bed and head to my and Aubrey's room."

The three kids didn't protest and just did what they were told to do, the couple went into the kitchen, and Aubrey finally let the emotions of the day day take over. She cried and Beca held her tight, "I'm sorry I can't be strong anymore." The blonde said.

"Don't be sorry," Beca said. "Today was a scary day. I want you to feel whatever you need to feel," she added with her own tears in her eyes. "I love you Aubrey."

"I love you too." Aubrey said. "I'm sorry my texts were so short and to the point today. I was so scared."

Beca nodded, "I can imagine." She said. "I was so scared myself. Thinking about a life without you is not what I want to do. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you."

"Is this you proposing?" Aubrey asked incredulously.

Beca shook her head, "Again, no." She said. "I have everything planned out. Besides, this would be a complete inappropriate time to do so."

The two shared a kiss before heading up the stairs, all three kids were waiting for them, they put Chloe and Greyson in the middle, sandwiched between Aubrey and Beca with Emily on the other side of her mom. Chloe grabbed Greyson's hand as he lied on his back staring at the ceiling, thinking about Owen. Beca soothingly scratched his head as she did that very morning with the blonde on the other side of the redhead.

Beca Mitchell was thankful that her two kids, girlfriend, and girlfriend's sister were safe. This was their safe harbor and as the family fell asleep that night, knowing about the horrors of the world, they were thankful for their safe harbor.


End note: I knoooow. I'm sorry! The angst in my life is of my own making (I only like chaos when I create said chaos... sometimes).

Healing is coming and I promise more Mitchsen fluff. Since you all seem to like that. Plus some Chacie fluff and exploring the Greyson/Jessica relationship too (fun fact: Kelley Jackle, the actress that plays Jessica, and I share the same hometown, which is why I like her).

Okay, it's now two am and I have to be at work at nine am, what am I doing to myself?

Until next time, pitches!