A/N: One more for you, my Friends.

With the new plan laid out and communicated to Chloe and Armie, Beca slid her tablet into her bag and smiled at her friend. "Ready to go?"

They were going straight to Chloe's house for dinner and Beca suddenly felt nervous about meeting the redhead's daughter. She voiced her concerns and the actress just chuckled. "She's five and you're a ballerina. She's going to love you." She wrapped her arm around her friend's waist affectionately as they strolled out to their cars. "You have the address in case we get separated, right?"

Beca nodded. "Already in my Maps app. I'm jealous you have a beach house."

Chloe chuckled. "But your house is great, Becs. I loved it."

The brunette sighed. "I'm thinking of moving. I need a fresh start away from memories of him."

The actress rubbed her friend's arm. "Let's talk about that over a beer."

"Agreed," Beca grinned. "See you soon."

Twenty minutes later, they were pulling into Chloe's driveway. The house was gorgeous, and the sunlight reflected off the myriad of windows gracing it, as they got out of their cars and headed for the door.

"How long have you lived here?" Beca asked. "It's so... pristine and beautiful."

The redhead grinned. "Thanks! I've been here almost six years. I moved in a few months before I had Bella." She unlocked the front door and stepped inside, and her smile just broadened as a squeal of delight echoed around the hallway.

"Mommy!" Chloe literally dropped everything and crouched, opening her arms as a small body slammed into her and wriggled delighted. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"

"That's me," she laughed. "Hi, Baby Girl. I missed you. Did you have fun with Daddy?"

"Yeah! We had ice-cream for before-dinner dinner!"

The actress looked back over her shoulder at Beca and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, let's get the kid hopped up on sugar before bringing her home to her mother." Then she eased to her feet, holding her daughter's hand. "Come meet a friend of mine from work, Bella. This is Miss Beca."

Bella suddenly got shy and hid behind her mother's jeans-clad legs, peeking out with big blue eyes and her thumb in her mouth. Beca smiled brightly and crouched, holding out her hand.

"Hi, Bella, it's so nice to meet you."

Bella just blinked and Chloe chuckled. "We're apparently too shy to speak today." She reached out and took Beca's hand instead, helping her to her feet. "C'mon, let me and the munchkin introduce you to my mom."

"I'm not a munchkin, Mommy," Bella spoke up.

Chloe leaned over and scooped her daughter up into her arms. "Sure you are. You'll always be my munchkin." Bella clung to her like a monkey as they headed for the kitchen, the redhead smooching her cheeks playfully. She really had missed her daughter very much.

In the kitchen, an older, blonde woman wrapped in a flowery apron was in front of the stove. "Hi, Sweetie," she said with a smile as she stirred a pot of something delicious smelling. "I see you brought someone home for dinner?"

"I did!" The actress beamed an affectionate smile at her friend, reaching out to take her hand and squeeze it. "This is Beca Mitchell. Beca, this is Mari, my mother and absolute Godsend. She takes care of Bella when I'm not here... and both of us when I am." She kissed her mother on the cheek then ducked and giggled as she got playfully swatted at.

Mari smiled, pushing her light hair back from her forehead. "It's very nice to meet you, Beca. I worry about Chloe being alone, you know? I tell her all the time she should be dating so I'm glad she found you."

The brunette looked at her friend with raised eyebrows. Chloe blushed a little and let go of Beca's hand. "Uhh... actually, Beca and I aren't dating, Mom, but she's a very good friend."

"Ahhh," the older woman replied with a smirk, then nodded and went back to stirring. "My mistake then."

The actress cleared her throat as she jostled her daughter playfully. "What do you think, Bella? Want to show Miss Beca the patio and pool?" Daylight was already fading when Chloe led her friend outside, cold beer in hand. "I bought this house mostly because of the view," she said. "And I love waking up every morning to the sound of the surf."

"It's really amazing, Chlo," Beca said softly as Chloe set Bella on her feet and watched her run toward a sandpit full of toys. She moved close to her friend, swigging from her bottle.

They just gazed out over the water for a long moment. "Um... sorry about my mom," Chloe said quietly. "She... um... she kinda jumped to a conclusion."

Beca chuckled softly. "No problem. She worries about you AND your love life, huh?"

"My parents died in a car accident when I was Bella's age," the redhead replied. "They were both only-children, and I had no other family, so Mari fostered, then adopted me and raised me. She's the only mom I remember and I'm the only kid she has."

The brunette nodded and then moved closer to the fence separating the back yard from the beach, Chloe sidling up beside her. The patio and pool were lit with a soft glow, and she couldn't help but stare at how it reflected in Chloe's eyes. Then the actress looked at her and their eyes met. There was something about the moment that made the brunette's stomach swoop, and she had to look away.

"How did you end up with Bella?" Beca asked quietly.

"Oh..." Chloe frowned, sipping her own beer, and turning to lean back against the fence. "Well," she began seriously. "When a boy and girl love each other, the boy takes his watering can and sprinkles his water on the girl's flower... I'm surprised you don't already know how this works, Becs."

The brunette rolled her eyes and poked her friend in the boob. "Seriously?"

"Hey!" Chloe squirmed. "Keep your bony finger to yourself!" Beca sniggered and went back to her beer. "No... um... it was something I really wanted, and I reckoned I should do it before I got too old to bounce back. So, Bella's dad and I came to an agreement. I provided the bits, and he provided the pieces. Several turkey baster moments, one success and nine months later, Bella was born. We wanted her to have two loving parents, we just didn't want to do it the old-fashioned way..." Chloe laughed softly. "Dylan's gay too."

Beca nodded her understanding, then smiled and crouched as Bella came up to her. "Hi, Sweetie. Whatcha got there?" she asked, and the little girl imperiously handed her a seashell. "Present for Mommy's pretty friend."

"Awww... that's so sweet," the brunette replied. "You're pretty too, just like your mommy."

Chloe looked away, a little grin on her lips.

"Dinner's ready girls!" Mari called from the kitchen then.

"I'm starving," Chloe said as she picked her daughter up again. "Let's go wash our hands and eat some spaghetti."

Beca carefully put her shell in her pocket and followed them inside.

Xx

After dinner, Chloe went to put Bella to bed, and it took a while for her to finally make an appearance again. She came out onto the patio, looking for her friend, and grinned as she saw her lying in the hammock, swinging lazily with her beer in her hand as she gazed up at the stars.

"Sorry, Bella needed an extra bedtime story tonight." Chloe followed her friend's gaze then. "What can you see up there?"

"A world destroying asteroid," Beca deadpanned. "Right there!" she pointed. Yes, she may have been a little drunk.

"Where?" Chloe asked, leaning back to look at the sky.

"There!" Beca pointed insistently.

"Where?" Chloe asked again, leaning even further back.

Then on an impulse, the brunette grabbed her hand and tugged, overbalancing her, and toppling her right into the hammock. They both giggled as the redhead landed pretty much on top of Beca, creating a tangle of haphazard body parts as they shifted around to finally lie on their sides facing each other. But then Beca's arms were around Chloe, and she hugged her close as the older woman laid her head on her chest and the hammock calmed its frantic swinging. The actress's beer bottle fell out and rolled across the patio to plop into the pool, making them both giggle again.

"Am I squishing you?" Chloe murmured against her friend's neck, making her shiver a little.

"No..." Beca replied, rubbing her fingertips affectionately between the redhead's shoulder blades. "This feels good. Just stay here."

Chloe closed her eyes and tried really hard not to read anything into that, but her traitorous body snuggled even closer to Beca, nose nuzzling and inhaling the scent of her perfume and shampoo.

"Um... are you... smelling me?"

The redhead giggled again. "Maybe? I really like your perfume."

"Weirdo."

But it was said with an affectionate smile and Chloe just sighed again. It all just felt really sweet and cozy. Until Beca's hand ran slowly down her back and happened upon the sliver of warm skin between where her shirt ended, and the waistband of her jeans began... and then it felt... something else.

The brunette spoke softly again. "The tests came back negative this afternoon, Chlo."

"I bet you're so relieved. I know I always am."

Beca nodded. "I just keep thinking about how I dodged a bullet. And about how it's safe for me to have sex again."

The actress sensed a deeper conversation was about to happen, so she eased back a tad to look at Beca, seeing the apprehension in her eyes. "Is that what you want? Another relationship?"

"Sometimes I feel like I want to just blindly fuck this pain away. I want to sell the house and just… start fresh. I gave years to Luke, and he just threw it all away… threw ME away." Then the younger woman was crying, and Chloe shifted a little to wrap her up in her arms this time. "Why did he do it, Chloe? I just don't understand."

"But deep down, you do," the redhead replied gently. "Honey, it wasn't you… or at least not you directly. It was his desire for something you weren't willing to give, and rather than accepting that boundary, he wasn't able to control himself."

"Maybe I was wrong," the brunette began. "Maybe I should have…"

"Stop," Chloe's hand was on Beca's cheek then, light blue eyes steadily meeting dark blue. "Don't do that. Don't take that on. You didn't do anything wrong. He was the one who cheated."

Beca held her gaze for long moment, then nodded a little before tucking her head under her friend's chin and closing her eyes. "Thanks, Chlo."

Xx

"Why is there a beer bottle in the swimming pool?" Mari asked as Chloe wandered into the kitchen, yawning sleepily.

"Oh, I dropped it last night," the actress replied, going to the fridge for some orange juice. "Beca and I were a little tipsy."

"Mmmm," the older woman chuckled. "Did Beca… stay over… last night?"

Chloe rolled her eyes. "No, she left her car here and took an Uber home. I told you, Mom, Beca and I are just friends."

Her foster mom nodded. "Mmmm…" she said again.

The actress folded her arms across her chest, tilting her head in question. "If you have something to say, don't be shy."

Mari slowly put the fork she was holding, down and moved closer to her daughter. "You know I love you and worry about you, Chloe." The redhead nodded. "And I'm supportive of your life choices." Chloe nodded again. "It's been a very long time since I've seen you look at someone the way you look at Beca." The actress sighed softly. "Just… be careful not to blur the lines, ok? I don't want you getting hurt."

Chloe looked down. "Regardless of anything I may or may not feel," she said softly. "Beca doesn't feel that way about me, so…" She shrugged. "I'm just lucky to have her as a friend. She's kinda amazing."

"Amazing, huh," the older woman smiled. "High praise indeed."

The actress shot her mom a playful scowl, then grinned as a pair of tiny arms grabbed her around the hips. "I'm awake, Mommy!" Bella announced.

Chloe lifted her daughter into her arms and hugged her. "Morning, Baby Girl. Did you have sweet dreams?"

The actress listened intently as her kid told her all about her dreams, cutting up her pancakes for her and drizzling the pieces with syrup as she did so. Then she looked at her watch, sighing as she realized she was running a little late for work. So, she kissed Bella's head before going to get dressed. She'd shower at the studio to save time.

Xx

Beca was a little surprised when Chloe made a special request because… well… Chloe never really asked for anything. The scene they were filming was the actress's second since going back to filming naked and it was a solo scene where she had to masturbate to orgasm. Chloe had asked for a closed set with only Beca and Tom present, so everyone else had taken off, including Armie with his two assistants in tow.

Beca could feel how much more relaxed her friend was without her co-star around, especially when she lay back on the bed dressed only in a white silk robe. Her blue eyes were twinkling, and her hair cascaded over the pillow in heavy red waves.

"Ready, Elektra?" Tom asked.

"Ready," Chloe smiled.

"Alright, Beca, roll camera." He snapped the clapboard in front of the lens himself. "Aaaaaannnd action."

Beca started at the foot of the bed with a wide shot looking down on the length of Elektra's body. The actress's eyes were closed, as if she was the only person in the room, and she ran her hands through her red hair, tossing it a little more over the pillow. Then her right hand very slowly ran its fingertips down her neck to her shoulder, then down her chest to her breasts where it lingered unmoving for several breathless moments.

Then Elektra slowly slid her hand inside her robe to cup her left breast and she let out a long sigh of pleasure. Even obscured as it was, Beca could see the movements of her fingers under the silk and when Elektra moved her hand to her other breast to pay it equal care, the brunette could clearly see her nipples tenting the fabric.

Beca panned the camera lower as the actress's other hand moved to her inner thigh, moving her robe aside to caress it. The DP suddenly wanted to tell Elektra to open her robe all the way, but she swallowed hard as she realized that the actress's eyes were open now and locked on her.

Her clit twitched unexpectedly, and she licked her lips when Elektra offered her a little seductive smile. The actress slowly opened her robe and bared her beautiful body to the camera. Then Elektra caressed her hands over her breasts again, moaning softly as she kept her eyes locked on Beca's.

Time seemed to slow down as the DP moved the camera, capturing moment after beautiful moment as Elektra planted her feet on the bed and parted her thighs. She was already swollen and glistening, and she didn't waste any time as she moved her hand between her legs to push two fingers inside. "Mmmmm…" Elektra moaned as she pulled them out and then tasted herself.

Beca's clit twitched again, and she licked her lips absently as the actress did the same. Their eyes met, over and over as Elektra began to fuck herself with her fingers, putting her hips into it as she bit her bottom lip, and her eyes grew half-lidded. She groaned softly and Beca had to stifle its twin. The brunette's clit was throbbing now, and she had to close her eyes as sudden confusion clouded her mind. She was more turned on by watching Elektra touching herself than she had been in a very long time, and she hadn't expected it at all.

The actress was moaning louder now, and her left hand joined her right between her thighs to play with her clit as she continued to finger herself. Her breathing grew more ragged… Beca knew the redhead wouldn't last much longer, and she suddenly wanted to see that more than anything. She locked her eyes on Elektra's, camera angle and shot be damned, and nodded her encouragement. Then, on a wild impulse she leaned forward a little and slowly mouthed three words. Come. For. Me.

Elektra gasped and her hips lifted as her body bowed into an orgasm that rocked her very soul, one hand clenched into the sheet and robe beneath her as if to ground herself as she whimpered quietly. Beca's hand came up and grabbed the edge of the camera as the throbbing between her own thighs intensified but she quickly moved the shot to Elektra's face to capture the look of contentment and relief that had flooded it. The actress lay there for a moment, catching her breath, then Tom was calling cut and she quickly covered herself with her robe and, without a word, walked back to her dressing room.

Beca barely had the wherewithal to stop filming. Her heart was pounding, and she was so aroused that she could feel how uncomfortably wet and sensitive she was inside her jeans. Then another wild impulse caught her, and she was suddenly following the actress, not even bothering to knock as she opened the dressing room door and found her, just standing still, staring at the floor. Elektra looked up and their eyes met again. Beca almost came right there from the hungry look in the still-dilated blue, and she was suddenly moving; moving with laser focus toward the redhead, fully intending on kissing her.

But Chloe shook her head, and she stopped the younger woman with a hand pressed against her chest. "Becs… no," she said softly.

The brunette's body was thrumming, and she swallowed hard as she fought to hold herself back. "But… why?" she asked, voice raspy. "I… I thought…"

Chloe smiled, her voice even softer.

"Because I'm not Elektra."

Xx

Saturday came and Chloe spent it out and about with her daughter, but her mind kept straying to Beca. After she'd refused the brunette's advances, even though it had absolutely killed her to do so, Beca had just nodded and left with a mumbled apology. They hadn't spoken since, and now, the next day, Chloe didn't really know where they stood.

At a playground, as she watched Bella sliding and swinging and playing with other kids, she pulled out her phone and opened her conversation with her friend. She thought about what to send and finally settled on something simple.

Hey, are you ok?

There was no response for a while but then she smiled as a new message appeared. It was two embarrassed smileys and two mind blown smileys.

I don't want you to be embarrassed, Honey. It was intense and confusing… for both of us

What do you mean?

Being honest, I'm pretty sure you know that what you mouthed to me made me come and I'm also pretty sure it was totally your intension. I'm not mad about that. Or anything else

The typing bubbles rippled, then stopped. Then rippled again. Then stopped. Then rippled once more. Chloe chuckled softly.

Truthfully? Yeah. I wanted you to come for real. I needed to see it again

Thanks for being honest. Can we talk? Come to my house tonight? Bella will be in bed by seven

There was radio silence then and Chloe wondered if her friend would agree. She brought Bella to the farmer's market to get some fresh produce, then started the drive home. Then Siri chimed and Chloe had it read the message.

Yeah, ok. I'll be there at about seven-fifteen and I'll bring alcohol

A sense of utter relief almost floored her, and tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. "Thank God," she murmured, wiping at her cheeks and then she smiled as the rearview mirror reflected her daughter snoozing in her car seat. "Long day, huh, Baby Girl?" she murmured, then nodded a little. "Really long day."

Xx

Beca was pacing, phone in hand as she tried to figure out what to do. She'd confessed to Chloe and, while she was glad it was out there, she was still embarrassed. How cliché, she thought disgustedly. The straight girl trying it on with her lesbian friend. But that didn't exactly sit right with her either and she finally sat down, tucking her legs up under her as she set her phone on the arm of her chair.

The brunette thought about Chloe; how her eyes were always mirthful, how her lips were almost always curved into a smile especially when their eyes met; how her touch was always kind and warm and infinitely gentle.

"No, you're really not Elektra, are you Chlo?" she murmured quietly. "You're much, much more." Then Beca picked up her phone and texted Chloe back.

Yeah, ok. I'll be there at about seven-fifteen and I'll bring alcohol

She looked at her watch to find it was almost four so she went to take a shower and get ready so she could leave enough time to make a stop on the way for beer. It still made her smile to think that Chloe was a beer girl when she totally had a wine vibe. Then a startling thought occurred to her, and she shook her head. Vibes… What if Chloe felt something for her? What if... what if the attraction she knew the redhead felt for her was somehow more.

The thought wasn't terrible. In fact, it made her grin a little as she rinsed shampoo out of her hair.

Then she thought about the day before. Chloe had stopped her advances, yes, but she'd said it was because she wasn't Elektra and she'd been right. Beca's lust HAD been centered on the persona Chloe had portrayed. Yet, the actress hadn't actually said she didn't personally want the attention.

Beca was back to thinking about Chloe herself then; beautiful, sweet Chloe, with her eyes and her hair and... Beca's hand crept between her thighs, and she leaned her forearm against the wall and pressed her forehead to it.

Chloe's lips, the curve of her cheek, the fullness of her breasts, the little scar on her forehead, the way her hips lifted and tensed when she was about to...

Beca's chest was aching with emotion, and she groaned loudly as she came against her fingers, knees barely holding her up.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed out loud, breathing hard. "What the hell is wrong with me? I'm straight!"

But a little voice echoed in the back of her mind. Does that mean you can't love someone just because they're not a man?