A/N: Not gonna lie, Guys, this is the last chapter I have pre-written so, from now on, we'll be at the mercy of my work schedule! I'm sorry!

It was almost one by the time Beca eased her car into her driveway. The sky was dark, and the stars were obscured by some clouds that had rolled in on her drive home. She was exhausted, but everything had gone great and she, Tom and Jesse had laid out the bones of a new schedule to get all of Armie's scenes reshot.

Beca, during the day, had finally gotten to see what Elektra King could really do with someone she trusted, and the relaxed atmosphere... and Chloe's little sexy grin directed her way every now and again... just heightened Beca's enjoyment of the whole process.

The fact that she was enjoying making a porn move so much also surprised her to a certain degree, and she chuckled as she realized just how much her opinions had changed since day one. She had a new respect for the craft and had come to think of it as an art form too.

Or maybe just Chloe was a work of art? The actress made Beca feel precious with every look and loving touch and, despite the relatively short time they'd been together, the brunette felt like she'd found her person.

It didn't take long for her to get ready for bed and she sent her girlfriend a quick text to say goodnight before falling into a deep sleep.

An hour later, a pair of arms were easing around her, and she smiled as her mostly asleep brain recognized Chloe's perfume.

"Shhh... go back to sleep," the actress whispered. "I just didn't want to sleep without you tonight, so I used the key in the fake rock."

"Mmm... love you," Beca mumbled. "Didja have fun with Nate?"

"Love you too," Chloe replied, a broad smile on her face as she nestled her lover closer. "And yeah, it was fun to catch up."

"You texted your mom to say you aren't coming home, right?"

"I did."

"Good girl." And then Beca was asleep again.

Xx

Elektra drew Chicago closer as she lifted her hips to meet his slow deep thrusts. Her hand curled, fingertips running through the soft hair at his nape as he kissed her neck and suckled on her earlobe. The scene was essentially unscripted; a way for the actors to make a connection and do what came naturally to add a certain amount of authenticity to the movie.

Beca was doing what came naturally to her too. Her eye for detail was what had driven Jesse to ask her to be DP on the movie and he was getting his money's worth.

Chicago glanced at her and offered a little smile, which she returned, and Elektra hummed softly as she pressed a hand to his cheek. "From behind," she whispered, and he nodded, temporarily pulling out while the actress situated herself on her hands and knees, facing toward the camera. Chicago knelt on the bed behind her and pushed slowly back in as Elektra breathed out slowly. She lifted herself to press her back against his chest and smiled as his hands curled around her breasts and he resumed slowly thrusting into her.

The redhead tipped her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Chloe imagined it was Beca behind her, wearing a strap on, and she moaned as the length inside her hit just the right spot to make her actually feel something.

Beca could tell that Chloe was aroused and rather than feeling anything negative, she couldn't help but think for the thousandth time, how amazing her lover was and how much she wanted to touch her. Chicago's words suddenly played back in her mind. Why don't you join us...?

Then Chloe's eyes were open, and they gazed at each other. Without fail, the brunette felt her body react and like other occasions before this, a wild impulse caught her. Before she could second guess herself, she was stepping out from around the camera and onto the set. She knelt on the edge of the bed for a moment, eyes still locked with Elektra's, but then the actress was grasping the front of her shirt and pulling her into a messy kiss.

"Well, well, well, Church Mouse," Elektra purred as they eased apart again. "Finally got tired of watching and decided to join in, huh?"

Beca swallowed hard and then nodded. "Yeah, I couldn't just watch anymore."

"Mmmm... I'm glad," the actress replied, smiling seductively as she ran a fingertip into the brunette's cleavage. "You've been spying on us, watching us fuck... and I've been wanting to fuck you too."

Chicago chuckled, maintaining a slow steady pace. "Maybe it's just ME she wants," he said teasingly.

Beca looked at him, then back to Elektra. "It's both of you."

Chloe sucked in a breath, not having expected that answer, but then she got back into character. "Good... but aren't you a little overdressed for the occasion? I want you in your birthday suit."

Beca almost laughed as she remembered their conversation from the first day she'd met Chloe. It felt like so long ago now, but it had only been a few months. "Why don't you help me?" she said, and Elektra immediately went for the buttons of her shirt.

"That can be arranged."

The buttons popped open one by one and Beca glanced over at Tom, who was sitting in his chair with his mouth a little agape. Then she felt cool air on her breasts as Elektra unclasped her bra and pushed it and her shirt off.

"Beautiful," Chicago said as he slowly reached out to cup Beca's cheek and kiss her softly, making Elektra moan as he moved inside her. Beca kissed him back, but she sucked in a breath as she felt Elektra's hands at the waist of her jeans, working on her fly.

"So, Church Mouse," the redhead said. "What is it you want from us?" Beca blinked, unsure of what to say but the actress didn't let her flounder. "Or should we just teach you a lesson about how rude it is to spy on others?"

"Please," Beca whimpered. "Please, just make me come." But she was talking to Chloe, and Chloe knew it.

"C'mere," she whispered and, once Beca's body was bare, lay between her thighs to kiss her intimately while Chicago explored her breasts and nipples, working the peaks to rock hardness with his mouth and fingers.

Beca was awash with pleasure, her mind racing in different directions until Elektra's lips closed around her clit and slowly sucked it. Then her mind wasn't really working at all as bolts of pleasure shot through her. But somewhere, she hazily realized that SHE was the only one being pleasured. That SHE was the only one lying on her back in delirious happiness while her girlfriend and another man were doing things to her body that were hurtling her toward an explosive orgasm.

She didn't even care that there was a crew of people watching. Other than three sets of moans of pleasure, the soundstage was practically silent. Then Chicago whispered into her ear. "Inside ok? Then I'll let Elektra have you back."

"Yeah," Beca whispered, and Chloe drew back, swapping places with Chicago to concentrate on kissing and licking every inch of Beca's skin while the man gently slid inside her.

"Unnggh... fuuuuck," the brunette groaned. "Yesssss." Chicago lifted her legs and rested both her heels on his right shoulder as he thrusted harder into her. The redhead took a moment to kiss him deeply before returning to Beca to teasingly trace her tongue around Beca's lips, then kissing her just as deeply. Her hand moved between Beca's thighs, and the man slowed and deepened his thrusts as Elektra rubbed the brunette's clit. "Elektra," Beca gasped out, reaching for her. The actress wrapped her arms around the smaller woman and held her close. "I... I wish it was you inside me," Beca added, barely audible.

"It is me..." Elektra whispered back. "It's me inside you, Church Mouse, it's me who's going to make you scream. Just see it in your mind. See it; feel it; believe it."

Beca nodded as the first strains of her orgasm began to tickle at her. The pressure built in her lower abdomen and then, Chicago suddenly pulled out and it was Chloe's fingers inside her; Chloe's mouth on her clit; Chloe destroying her with one of the best orgasms of her damn life.

Beca felt her throat constrict in a scream of pleasure, felt her back arching as the climax robbed her of speech... of cohesive thought. Chicago was lying on his side beside her, head propped up on his hand and gently stroking her hair and across her eyebrows as she struggled to catch her breath. Then Chloe was kissing her softly, peppering her cheeks and eyes with little adoring kisses as she soothingly caressed her belly.

"And cut," Tom said, reaching over to turn the camera off himself. "Wow... I wasn't expecting... all that," he said. "Good job, Guys."

"You ok, Becs?" Chloe asked softly, ignoring everything around them.

Beca was feeling more than a little overwhelmed and she really appreciated it when Nate and Tom wandered away to give them a moment. "I'm not sure," she replied honestly, voice a little husky.

"Nothing hurt though, right?" Chloe confirmed in concern.

"No, nothing... nothing like that, Chlo. I just... I guess I just shocked myself."

The actress nodded and went to pick up her robe and help the younger woman into it while leaving herself naked. "Did you like it though?" she asked, holding Beca close and rocking her gently.

"I didn't... NOT like it," Beca chuckled. "But it was... I mean ... I think I know that I don't want to ever share you, Chloe."

"Good," the redhead replied firmly. "Because I don't want to share you either."

"Good," Beca replied just as firmly.

"Let's get some water," Chloe suggested. "It's hot in here."

"Yeah," the brunette said gratefully. "I'm a little dry."

"That's not what I remember," the actress teased as she kissed her lover's cheek.

Beca blushed a tad and shoved her girlfriend's shoulder teasingly. "Shut up, Dude."

"You're adorable," Chloe went on. "And I love you."

Xx

"So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Jesse asked as he took a seat across from Beca at the conference table in the main meeting room. He was holding a steaming cup of coffee and winced as he sipped from it.

"Well," Beca said. She leaned down to grab her briefcase and pull out a memory stick. "I wanted to talk to you about maybe producing my screenplay."

"Oh, you finished it?" the producer said excitedly. "That's cool!"

The brunette chuckled softly. "Is any screenplay ever really finished?" she asked rhetorically. "Yeah, it's done for now. I tweaked a lot since you last read it."

"You already know I'm interested in producing," Jesse went on with a smile. "I'll read it and think about where I might be able to get the funding from. I mean, there are no major special effects requirements or anything. It's just good, old-fashioned storytelling."

"A knife and some ketchup should just about do it," Beca joked in reply. "There's just one other thing, Jess."

The man's dark eyebrows rose. "Which is?"

"I want Chloe for the lead role."

There was silence for a long moment and Jesse slowly sat back in his chair, steepling his fingers in front of his mouth. Then he nodded. "I get it," he said. "And I'm not doubting Chloe could do it..."

"But?" Beca said evenly.

"But," the producer repeated. "Since she hasn't starred in any mainstream features, we'd have to debut her, which means she won't get paid half as much as she's getting paid now." Beca nodded her agreement. "Have you spoken to Chloe about this?"

"No," the brunette sighed. "I wanted to speak to you first. Elektra King is retiring as soon as this movie is done, and Chloe has already been taken on by a new management company, based on some audition reels she did. She also has an audition scheduled for a theater show next week. Nothing is set in stone by any means but... by the time we can potentially move forward with my screenplay, she'll hopefully have some credits under her belt."

Jesse nodded. "You know I can't make any promises, Becaww, but I'll start putting some feelers out as soon as I finish reading this bad boy."

"Awesome," the DP smiled. "Thanks, Jesse. Also, keep this on the down low for now, ok? I don't want to get Chloe's hopes up just yet."

"You got it," the man nodded.

Xx

"So, Bella, do you approve?" Beca asked with a big smile as she set her bag down by a white plastic chair.

Bella jumped up and down excitedly and Chloe grinned as she had to readjust her daughter's water wing as it slid down her arm. "Yes! It's awesome, Beca!"

They were by the pool at the brunette's new apartment complex to take a break after a long day of moving boxes and setting up furniture. Dylan had come by to help too and now he was relaxing in a lounger with a cold beer in his hand, smiling as he watched his daughter's happy bouncing.

"Hey, Daddy!" Chloe called. "How about you teach our kid how to swim?"

"She already knows how to swim," Dylan called back, eyes closed.

The redhead shook her head. "I meant without water wings."

The man chuckled and lifted himself out of the lounger to amble to his daughter and stroke her hair. "What do you think, Bells? Time to learn to swim without the floaties?" He looked over his shoulder at Beca and winked as he adjusted the tie on his swim shorts. "Should I just like... toss her in or something?" he asked teasingly.

Chloe laughed and slapped his shoulder playfully as the brunette sniggered. "Don't you dare drown my child."

Instead, the man dropped into the pool and then held his arms out. "Come on in, Baby Girl," he said, and Bella happily took a nosedive into his arms, screeching at the top of her lungs.

"She's so adorable," Beca sighed for the fiftieth time that day.

"Admit it, you're a sucker for our kid," Chloe replied with a big smile.

"You and Dylan are very lucky," the brunette said as she tied her hair up.

"Hey..." Chloe said softly as she held her girlfriend by the hips to look into her eyes. "I meant you too, as part of the 'our' in that sentence. I'm kinda hoping you'll stick around."

Beca gazed back for a long moment, then smirked playfully. "Chloe Beale, are you asking me to go steady?"

Blue eyes rolled. "Jeez, Beca. I bought you dinner and had sex with you. I'd hoped that us going steady would be obvious by now."

They laughed together and shared a kiss, then, on one of her wild impulses, Beca pushed Chloe into the pool and jumped in after her. She wrapped her arms around the redhead's neck and chuckled softly as the actress spluttered a little. "Sorry, you looked a little overheated. Must have been all the sex talk."

Chloe grinned and then huffed her wet hair out of her eyes. "Just wait 'til tonight," she said in a seductive tone. "I'll show you sex talk while we're christening the new master suite."

"I'm not sure the bed will be set up in time," Beca frowned, but Chloe's grin just widened. "Who said anything about needing a bed?"

Beca swallowed hard. "Um..."

The redhead leaned closer to whisper in her lover's ear. "Don't worry. There are plenty of surfaces for me to use."

Beca groaned and closed her eyes. "You're killing me."

Chloe winked back at her. "Not yet."

Xx

Chloe had lived up to her promise. Although Dylan had done them a solid by helping them put the bed together before leaving with Bella in tow. Now they were lightly dozing, the redhead spooned against Beca's back in languid comfort as the stars twinkled at them through the large windows.

"Chlo," the brunette said softly. "Can we talk for a minute?"

"Mmmm..." Chloe replied. "Of course. Everything ok?"

"Yeah... I just... I've been thinking about something and making some decisions that I realized you should be involved in."

"Oh?" the redhead replied. "Things like what?"

"I wrote a screenplay... a script really," Beca said. "And I've asked Jesse to produce it; to see if he can socialize it among his contacts at the various studios."

"Cool," Chloe said, smiling as she kissed the younger woman's neck.

"The thing is… I want you to star in it if it gets picked up and I told Jesse that but... I really should have asked you if you'd be interested in doing it first." There was silence for a long moment. Chloe wasn't moving or speaking. Beca was worried she'd made a mistake and she turned in the redhead's arms to look at her. "Chlo... are you angry?"

The actress blinked. "Of course not. I... I'm just not sure what to say," she replied. "I'm... shocked that you want me. I mean... I'm just a porn actress and..."

"Hey," Beca interrupted. "You're not JUST anything, Chloe. I've seen how good you are."

"Bec..."

"Baby... before I even finished, I could see you in the roll. It's about a woman who secretly witnesses her husband murder someone... and even though she loves him, it takes a huge toll on her psychologically and she loses her mind a little."

"That sounds amazing," Chloe replied. "But let me audition, ok? Give me the script and audition me like you would any other actor."

"If that's what you want, I'm fine with it," Beca nodded. "But I know you're going to be amazing."

Chloe looked back at her, self-doubt robbing her of speech and bringing tears to her eyes. She closed them and rested her forehead against her lover's chest, taking comfort from her warmth and love. "I'm scared, Becs," she said. "I'm scared I'm not going to be good enough for mainstream roles."

"I've seen your audition tapes, Chloe," the brunette said. "Trust me. You're good enough."

"You're just saying that because you love me," Chloe teased a little. "You're biased."

But Beca just smiled. "Being a little biased doesn't make me wrong. Jesse agrees with me."

"Oh..." Chloe breathed. The brunette kissed the top of her head, and they settled down into comfortable quiet as the redhead got lost in her own thoughts.

Xx

"Well, those three weeks flew," Nate said as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"Time flies when you're having fun," Beca chuckled. "Thanks for saving the production, Dude."

"I did it for Chloe," the man replied. "She's the closest thing to a sister I'll ever have, and I love her." He smiled then. "Treat her right, Beca, ok? She deserves the world, so promise me you will."

"I know she does," the brunette replied. "And I promise, Nate. I'll always do right by her."

Nate fist bumped her and then ambled away, heading for the main exit where Chloe was waiting to walk him out.

"You gave her the shovel talk, didn't you?" she asked with a grin as they headed for his car.

"Didn't really need to," Nate replied with a shrug. "It's obvious she's crazy about you."

"I'm crazy about her too," Chloe replied. "It's... a little scary how much I love her."

"Why?" Nate frowned as he stopped them walking. "Please don't sabotage yourself."

"No..." The redhead shook her head. "I won't. I just... I'm scared of losing her. I'm not sure I'd survive it."

The actor cupped her cheek in his big hand. "Then don't lose her," he said simply. "Just love her, Chloe. That's more than enough for her."

Chloe nodded and then hugged him hard. "Thanks, Nate. Talk soon."

"Bye, Beautiful," Nate replied as he walked away, smiling back at her over his shoulder. The actress just stood there, watching him go, as Beca came up behind her to rub her back.

"You ok, Chlo?"

"Yeah..." White teeth flashed in a sheepish grin. "I'm just feeling a little weird, I guess. For the first time in a decade, I'm technically unemployed."

Beca's eyebrows lifted. "You know, it's not too late to scrap your retirement plans. Nothing's been officially announced yet."

But the redhead shook her head firmly. "As grateful as I am for what I have and what the industry gave me... I'm ready to be done, Becs."

The brunette tilted her head then. "Are you rich?"

Chloe laughed softly. "You'd have to define rich, Babe, but you could say I did alright for myself."

"Are you a millionaire?"

The redhead grinned. "Like I said... I did alright."

Beca frowned as she followed her girlfriend toward her dressing room. "You're totally a millionaire," she stated. "You're paying for dinner tonight, MoneyBags."

Chloe just laughed.

Xx

It was a few weeks after the wrap of The Overflowing Desire. Beca woke up with a stuffed nose, headache and sore throat and she shook her head as she thought about the full day, she had in front of her. "Nooooo... not today. I am NOT sick," she grumbled to herself. After a moment taken to catalog her not-symptoms, she dragged herself out of bed and to the shower.

Chloe had already left to take Bella to school and continue to her theater audition, and Beca quickly checked her phone to see if her girlfriend had texted her, before stepping under the hot spray. The steam helped unblock her nose a little, but her body was fatigued, and she had to sit on the small, tiled shower seat and lean her forearms on her thighs to rest. "This sucks."

Thirty minutes later, she was getting into her Mustang, a tankard of coffee in her hand, then cursing as she realized the huge cup wouldn't fit in her holder. She tried to hold it between her thighs but only managed to burn herself through her dress slacks. "Fuck, fuck, fuck... Jesus, that's hot!"

Beca sighed and went back upstairs and swap the tankard for a regular travel cup, bemoaning the pint less of coffee she'd actually be able to drink. Then she hit the road, only to get stuck in terrible traffic.

"Jess..." she said as he answered her call.

"Becaww, you ok?"

"My morning has sucked royally," the brunette replied. "And now I'm stuck in traffic. Want to start the meeting now since I might never actually make it to you?"

The man chuckled and Beca heard the squeak down the line as he relaxed back in his chair. "Sure. I wanted to tell you that I finished reading the script a few days ago and, fuck me, it's fantastic! It's like ten times better than the first draft I read."

Beca couldn't help but grin. "So, you think there's a chance that someone might pick it up?"

"Well," Jesse replied. "I've already printed off twenty copies and sent them to the main studios. I was also thinking about what you said about Chloe taking lead. There's an advantage to that. Frankly, she's inexpensive, so the studios might be willing to make it if they know they won't have to pay A-list salaries. Chloe was making a mint on adult movies, so I hope she'll be ok with taking a hit there."

Beca nodded to herself. "I did already talk to Chloe," she said. "I wanted to make sure that this was something she'd actually be interested in doing. I mean... I shouldn't make assumptions, right?"

"Right," the producer agreed with a chuckle. "What did she say?"

"She said yes... but she wants to audition to make sure she's right for the part before she'd be comfortable booking it."

"That girl is golden," Jesse said. "She's so humble."

"I think she just needs some encouragement," Beca replied. "But I really do think she'd be great in the role."

"Me too," the producer added. "Those eyes of hers can speak volumes. It's how I knew she was falling for you, long before you did." The brunette was suddenly speechless, and Jesse chuckled again. "You were so clueless. That girl couldn't keep her eyes off you after the first time she met you, and she waited so patiently for you to figure everything out."

"Technically, she helped," Beca laughed as she found her voice again. "And I'm glad we are where we are now."

"Have you spoken to Luke?"

"Not a word and I'm going to keep it that way. My attorney sent him his half of the profit from the house. He'll probably spend it on sex workers who'll do anal."

"Meow," Jesse laughed. "Alright, so, back to what we were talking about. I'll let you know if I get any bites. In the meantime, I'll..." He paused. "Wait... let me get back to you in a few minutes. Someone's calling my other line."

"Sure," Beca replied. "I'll be here... still stuck in traffic." She hung up and sighed, wondering if there was a wreck she couldn't see. Then she just shrugged and turned up the radio.