Prompt: "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me..."

A/N: So, I'm doing a cleanout of my Bits folder and this is a story I know I'll never finish, so I'm posting it as the longest drabble in history! LOL! It's barely proofread so forgive me! It's also a mature rating… surprise surprise!

Beca was having a quiet night in, alone in her new beachfront home. After a whirlwind week of recording and meetings and press, she was finally relaxing in her living room, gazing through the large picture window at the waves visible in the moonlight. She was holding a glass of red wine in her hand, but she jumped slightly, grabbing it with her other as she almost spilled it, as the chime of her doorbell startled her. Her mind blanked for a long moment. Who could possibly know where she lived? Or maybe it was just a salesperson. She hadn't figured out the security system to be able to lock the front gates yet.

She debated ignoring it but after a moment set her glass on the table next to her armchair and padded quietly across the hallway, taking a moment to look through the spyhole. She gasped in shock then, and pulled the door open, dark blue eyes wide.

"Chloe…" Beca said, blinking slowly in shock. "Holy shit… are you really here?"

In front of her, wrapped in an oversized sweatshirt, dark blue, ripped Levis and sneakers, was her best friend, who she hadn't seen or barely spoken to in eighteen months. Her red hair was shorter than Beca remembered, and she had dark circles under her eyes that instantly broke the singer's heart.

"Hi, Becs." Gentle blue eyes softened, and Chloe smiled somewhat sheepishly. "You look great." Beca just stared at her. "Sorry to just show up like this and I know it's late but… can I come in?" she continued uncertainly.

"Of course," the brunette stepped back, smiling as her friend stepped past her into her hallway. Beca immediately pulled her into a tight hug and rocked her slowly. "I missed you," she said. "I didn't know you were back in the States."

Chloe breathed against her friend's cheek. "Yeah, no one does. I… I literally just came from LAX. I… I needed to come home."

Dark blue eyes met light blue and Beca nodded slowly. "Are you ok?"

The older woman nodded in reply, then stopped and shook her head instead, biting her bottom lip as sudden tears slid down her face. "Becs…" she whispered, impatiently rubbing at the wet tracks. "I left Chicago and... I'm… I'm having a baby." Her breathing hitched and Beca immediately pulled her back into her arms.

"Oh, Honey," the brunette whispered, hugging her hard. "I'm not sure if I should say congratulations or not."

Chloe began to cry in earnest, body trembling. "I couldn't stay there. He wanted me to have an abortion, but I wouldn't do it and he got so furious… I really am sorry for just showing up here, Becs, but I didn't know who else to go to. You're my person, even if I don't deserve you."

Beca held her even tighter. "You can always come to me, Chloe. Always." The singer eased back and then realized there was a suitcase on the stoop, so she pulled it inside and then closed the front door. "Stay here for as long as you need."

"I don't want to be a burden," the redhead said quietly, and the dullness of her eyes scared her friend. "But I can't go home to my parents. At least not yet. I know what they'll say..."

"Chloe," the brunette replied, lovingly stroking the older woman's cheek. "You could NEVER be a burden to me." She eased back a little then. "Have you eaten?"

Chloe shook her head. "I ran out of money," she said, color rising in her cheeks.

"He let you go without even making sure you had enough cash?" Beca exclaimed angrily.

"He… he doesn't know I'm gone," the redhead replied. "Well, he didn't. I'd imagine he knows by now. I left Germany early this morning, but I've had my phone off ever since so I'm not sure. I just can't deal with fighting with him anymore. I'm too exhausted."

Beca took Chloe's hand and tugged gently. "Let's get you settled and fed, huh?" The redhead chuckled softly and then reached for her suitcase, but her friend was having none of it and instead, swiped the bag. "I've got it. Follow me." She paused then. "How did you find me? I only moved in here a week ago."

"I followed the paparazzi," Chloe joked as she wiped her eyes, making the younger woman roll her eyes again.

"Chlo."

"Ok, I called Theo. I still had his number from the USO tour, so I took a chance. I didn't tell him I was coming. I told him I needed your address so I could send you a surprise…" She paused, then warbled softly. "Surpriiiiiise."

"Best surprise ever," Beca grinned, then led Chloe up the stairs, carrying her case. "Your room is right next to mine so if you ever need anything, just shout." She opened a door and went inside to set the case on the bed. "Hope you like it."

Chloe's eyes widened. "Wow," she whispered. The room was almost as big as the studio apartment she'd shared with Chicago and much, much nicer. "It's gorgeous, Becs."

"Closet and bathroom are over here," the brunette said, crossing the room to another door and opening it to peek inside. "There are towels and stuff here so why don't you take a nice, hot bath while I order us some dinner?" She started the bath running, then paused unsurely. "Chlo… are you… do you need anything… for the baby?"

"No, I'm ok, thanks." The redhead followed her further into the bathroom and Beca couldn't help but put her hand on her friend's belly, rubbing softly. Chloe sighed, then shuffled closer, gazing into the brunette's eyes. "I never should have stayed over there," she whispered. "I missed you so much. Every single day. I wanted to call so badly but he was so jealous of you, and he threatened to…" She looked down and shook her head. "But I really missed you."

Beca swallowed, then smiled and stepped back, away from the sudden intensity between them. The emotions she'd slowly learned to ignore came flooding back and she needed some space. "I'll order some Chinese. Enjoy your bath."

"Thanks, Becs." Chloe smiled back and went to open her case as Beca headed back downstairs.

Xx

In the kitchen, Beca leaned against the island, arms folded across her chest as she caught her breath. Chloe was the last person she'd expected to see tonight, even though the older woman had been on her mind a lot the previous few days. It was Christmas Eve and she'd thought this would be her second holiday without Chloe but somehow, fate had brought them back together.

And fucking Chicago. The brunette knew there was more to the story. Chloe had intimated that she'd been afraid in some way.

Beca moved automatically around the space, getting plates, glasses and napkins together while silently seething. She couldn't, for the life of her, understand why the soldier wouldn't want a kid with Chloe. She could imagine how beautiful any baby of her friend's would be and she shook her head in disbelief this time. She sagged against the counter and sighed. Chloe had always wanted a family and Chicago had just thrown that gift away. Why the fuck would anyone do that?!

"Hey…" Chloe said softly as she ambled into the kitchen a little later, dressed in pajamas and feet bare. The Chinese food arriving had drawn her downstairs from her unpacking. "You ok?" she asked when she saw the faint scowl on her friend's face.

The brunette sighed. "Just trying to figure out why Chicago is such a fucking idiot," she said. "Why on EARTH would he not want a baby with you?"

The redhead frowned and looked down. "Um… I could argue that I'm the idiot," she said. "It was unplanned, and I shouldn't have risked getting pregnant without knowing how he felt about having kids. He told me his father was… difficult. It never occurred to me that he wouldn't… God, I'm SUCH an idiot."

"Hey," Beca moved closer, wrapped her arms around the older woman's waist and gazed at her. "Takes two, Chlo. Chicago could have said something."

Chloe nodded, biting her bottom lip again. "Becs… I'm almost twenty-seven and I have basically nothing. How can I raise a kid alone? What do I do now?"

"You eat Chinese, get a good night's sleep, and think about it tomorrow," Beca replied firmly.

The redhead just gazed at her for a long, tense moment. "Why are you…" she began but trailed off as she drowned in dark blue eyes full of understanding.

"Why am I what?" Beca asked with a tilt of her head.

Chloe drew her closer, resting her forehead on the brunette's shoulder and sighing softly. "Why are you being so kind to me, Becs? I haven't exactly been a good friend over the last year and a half."

"Because you're my BEST friend, Chlo," Beca replied in an assured tone. "You always will be."

And Chloe's tears came again.

Xx

Beca was a light sleeper. Always had been. Sharing a room with Fat Amy in the Bella House had led to many a sleepless night and when she was finally exhausted enough, Beca had, time and again, made her way to Chloe's room and crept between the sheets to sleep next to her.

There had been many mornings they'd woken up snuggled together, and each time they'd gone their separate ways to begin their respective day, it had wrecked Chloe a little more. And her roommate, Aubrey, had been the only one who'd suspected.

Now the redhead found herself standing outside her friend's bedroom door, hand flat against it and wanting so much to go inside. She could hear the quiet sounds of Beca's breathing through the crack it was open and, after struggling through another moment of indecision, she quietly pushed inside and made her way to the bed.

Beca was lying on her side with her hand tucked under her cheek, and her hair was falling a little into her face. Chloe sat down on the edge of the bed and gently brushed it back. The brunette immediately stirred, and her eyes blinked open. "Chlo, are you ok?"

"I'm sorry I woke you," the older woman murmured. "I just… that's a big room to be alone in."

"It's ok," Beca replied sleepily. "C'mere." She scooted back and lifted the covers for Chloe to slide under them. "You need to get some sleep."

"Yeah," Chloe agreed, blinking heavily. "I'm exhausted but I just couldn't seem to drift off."

She settled down and smiled as her friend snuggled against her back. It felt like old times and home… and she waited a moment, then reached back and pulled Beca's arm around her. The younger woman scooted even closer and, to Chloe's surprise began a slow caressing of her barely-there bump. "I know it's complicated," the brunette said softly. "But, Chloe, I'll help you. I'm here for you."

Tears welled in the redhead's eyes again. "You only found out I'm pregnant a few hours ago and you're already offering…" She sniffled a little.

"I'm sorry if I overstepped," Beca said, withdrawing her hand.

Chloe quickly rolled over to face her, cupping her cheek as she pressed against her. "No," she said. "I meant…" The redhead took a deep breath. "When I told Chicago, it made him really angry and... and... he hit me. It wasn't the first time he'd done that... but I was so ashamed, I couldn't reach out to you..." She shook her head as Beca growled angrily. "It's ok, Becs. It's over now." She took another deep breath. "All he wanted was to get rid of our baby… my baby." She blinked heavily and tears ran from her eyes. "But you… you… I don't even know what to say."

"Say you'll think about it," Beca smiled, covering her friend's hand with her own. "Please?"

"I'll think about it," Chloe replied with a nod. Then she eased forward and rested her forehead against the younger woman's, closing her eyes as their hands tangled together between their chests. "Night, Beca."

"Night, Chlo."

Xx

Beca woke up alone and she sat up quickly, smiling as she heard the shower next door. She slid out of bed and went to Chloe's room, looking around at its neatness before moving to the bathroom door to open it a tad. "Merry Christmas, Chloe. I'm going to start breakfast, ok?"

"Merry Christmas!" the redhead responded, a smile in her voice. "Sounds great… but don't you have anywhere to be today, since it's Christmas Day?"

"Nope! You have me all to yourself."

"Goodie!" Chloe squealed playfully, then grinned as she started singing a mashup of Titanium and Here Comes Santa Claus.

"Cute, Chlo," Beca chuckled, rolling her eyes affectionately.

"Hey, Becs? Could you come in here a sec?"

"Sure." The brunette stepped into the bathroom, keeping her eyes averted from the shower cubicle.

"I was thinking," Chloe said as she rinsed shampoo out of her chin-length hair. "If the offer still stands, I'd like to stay here with you and have the baby... you know... together?" Beca's huge smile and playful fist pump was all the answer she needed. She paused a moment. "You can look, if you want to? If we're going to be doing this together, you should see how my body is changing."

Beca's dark blue eyes slowly rolled toward her friend, and she focused, letting them roam over the redhead's body and taking in the signs of her pregnancy… her larger, heavier breasts, the swell of her stomach and the slight change to her posture. All different than the last time she'd seen Chloe naked. She swallowed and then breathed softly. "Beautiful."

Chloe's blush was visible, even through the shower steam. "Beca," she giggled. "Stop exaggerating."

"I'm serious," the brunette replied. Her eyes met her friend's, and her feet carried her closer. "Why have we never…" She stopped suddenly as she realized, to her mortification, that she'd spoken out loud.

Chloe tilted her head a little. "Why have we never what?" she asked teasingly. "Showered together? HAH! I seem to remember us getting close your freshman year." Beca couldn't speak, couldn't move. She was drowning in Chloe's eyes. "Becs?"

"Right... um..." the brunette said as she averted her eyes again. "Breakfast in twenty, ok?"

"Awesome. I'm starving," the redhead replied, going back to her scrubbing. "See you shortly."

Xx

Half an hour later, Chloe and Beca were back in Chloe's bathroom... but for a totally different reason.

"Unnnggg..." the redhead groaned. "I really thought I'd be over morning sickness by..." She dry-heaved over the toilet, her entire body aching as Beca held her hair back. "Now."

"Would it help to have something in your stomach?" Beca asked sympathetically. "I made pancakes."

Chloe groaned again. "I'm sorry I ruined your Christmas breakfast, Beca."

"Hey..." The singer sat down on the floor and patted her thighs as she leaned against the freestanding tub. "You didn't ruin anything. There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now, Chlo. Now lie down and relax for a few minutes."

The redhead nodded and curled up, resting her head in her friend's lap, but she couldn't stop the tears and her body trembled as she covered her face with a shaking hand. "God... this sucks, but I'm so thankful I don't have to do it alone."

"Do you miss him?" Beca asked tentatively.

Chloe took her time answering but shrugged a little. "Not after everything he put me through," she said softly after a moment of thought. "I've always wanted a family and when I found out I was pregnant, I was so happy, Becs. But he kinda ruined it for me, which I guess was the final nail in the coffin for our relationship too."

Gentle fingers ran through Chloe's hair. "Your pregnancy isn't ruined, Honey," the singer replied. "You have a mini you, growing inside you, and I know this baby is going to be sweet and awesome. I mean... how could it not be with you as its mother."

But the redhead's face fell. "I'm sorry, Beca," she said softly, gazing up at her friend with tears in her eyes. "I should never have let you leave Europe without talking to you. I was such a fucking idiot."

Beca blinked dumbly. "What do you mean?"

Chloe sat up and wrapped her arms around her knees, drawing them close to her chest. "I don't want to make things awkward but... I need to know. Are you and Theo...? Or... or... are you seeing someone?"

Beca immediately started laughing. "Oh GOD no! He's like my big brother, Chloe! Eewww! And no, I'm not seeing anyone. I... I haven't... in a while. It's hard to know who's genuine in this town when…" She trailed off but Chloe got it.

"Oh..." Chloe said softly, looking away with distant eyes. "Ok…" She trailed off again, fingers playing absently with the hem of her t-shirt.

"Chlo," Beca chuckled. "I'm going to need some context clues if you're trying to tell me something."

"That's just it, isn't it?" the redhead replied, light blue eyes refocusing. "Neither of us ever knew what the other was thinking or feeling. Not really. And I was too scared to ask."

Beca's face sobered. "I still don't underst..."

"All I'm saying is that staying in Europe with Chicago was a huge mistake. I was attracted to him but… I didn't fall in love with him, not like I…." She stopped again.

"Chloe," Beca replied. "Why didn't you come home sooner if he was abusive toward you?"

"Right?" the redhead laughed bitterly. "Yeah... Maybe if I had, I wouldn't be in this situation..." She paused and looked into Beca's eyes then. "I should have come back… with you."

Xx

It had been five weeks since Chloe had moved into Beca's house and, it had been fun and comfortable between them. The brunette was thinking about it in her home studio when a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Beca? Ready to go?" Chloe asked, smiling as she slipped into her leather jacket. "I can't wait to see a picture of Nugget."

Beca nodded as she got up, eyes twinkling as she grinned. "Me neither. How big is he now?"

Chloe smiled happily. "You think Nugget is a boy, huh?" she asked. "If we can find out today, do you want to know?"

Beca sighed. "I just want Nugget to be healthy but... yeah, I think I'd like to know if we can."

The redhead nodded. "Me too. We need to start thinking about names." She took Beca's hand then and led her to the door and out into the driveway.

"Chloe, you should choose the name. Nugget is yours." Beca helped her friend into the car and then trotted around the vehicle to slide in behind the wheel. She started the engine and then looked at the redhead. Chloe seemed quiet suddenly. "Everything ok?"

The redhead suddenly look sheepish. "I... I've been thinking of the baby as ours but... I just realized I haven't asked you if that's what you want." She sniffled a little and then offered a watery smile. "Beca, should I think about finding somewhere to live after the baby's born? I haven't heard back about the jobs I interviewed for yet but..."

Beca was stunned speechless for a moment. Then she spoke softly. "And I've just realized that I've been thinking of this baby as ours, without asking you if that was even ok? I mean... God, we've been so focused on the baby that we haven't talked about what happens after it's born."

Chloe laughed softly. "How true that babies take over your life!" She wiped her eyes and cleared her throat. "Well, here's what I want, Beca. I want us to raise the baby together and live together until… well… I guess someday one of us might meet someone…"

The lump in Beca's throat made it hard to speak but she nodded as she reached for Chloe's hand and held it. "I'd like that," she replied thickly. "Even though I only heard about Nugget five weeks ago, I already love him or her. And having you back has been such a blessing."

"I'm sorry, Beca," the redhead replied softly. "For everything. I wish I'd never met Chicago."

"But, the thing is... if you hadn't, you wouldn't have Nugget now. I'm just so glad you were brave enough to come back to the States and find me."

Red eyebrows lifted. "Really?"

The brunette nodded. "Yeah, from day one, you've always supported me, Chloe. I knew you wanted me to succeed and, there hadn't been many people in my life up to that point who'd wanted that for me, you know? Without you, and the other Bellas, I wouldn't be where I am today. I owe you everything. So now, I have your back and Nugget's too."

Chloe was quiet for a long moment. Then she grinned. "For real?"

Dark blue eyes rolled affectionately. "For real, Chloe."

"Then," the redhead replied. "I guess it's decided. When we find out Nugget's sex today, we're picking a name together."

Beca nodded, then swallowed hard. "Is it normal to be this scared about having a kid?"

Chloe nodded hard. "Oh totes, yeah. I've barely been able to breathe since the day I found out."

Xx

Chloe was crying and Beca's eyeballs may have been sweating just a little too as they gazed at the ultrasound image. Their hands were clasped, and the technician was smiling kindly at them. "Happy, Ladies?"

"I..." Chloe swallowed. "How... how did the clinic in Germany miss this," she breathed. She turned confused eyes to her friend. "Becs... I..."

"Hey, it's ok, Chlo," the brunette smiled. "Nugget Two must have been hiding behind Nugget One." Beca's hands were shaking but the redhead didn't mention that.

"Can you tell their sexes?" Chloe asked softly.

"I can," the technician nodded. "Are you sure you want to know?"

The friends looked at each other and then both nodded. "Yeah," Beca breathed. "We're sure."

"You have one of each which makes them fraternal twins," the woman said happily. "So, I guess you can call them Boy Nugget and Girl Nugget for now." She moved the wand a little and captured some images. "I'm trying to snap each one on their own and then them both together. They're kinda snuggled up."

Chloe started to cry happily and Beca kissed her forehead. "Chlo, we're having twins!"

"Incredible," Chloe hiccupped, a smile breaking out across her face. "They'll always have each other, Becs. That's amazing."

"Yeah, Honey. It really is."

The technician helped Chloe to clean up the ultrasound gel and then let them go on their way. Walking arm-in-arm across the parking lot, Beca kept thinking about something that she knew she had to ask.

"Chlo… there are two babies. Do you want to tell Chicago?"

The redhead shook her head. "Chicago made his decision. He made it…" Her breath hitched with upset. "Very clear that he wanted nothing to do with kids." The phone call a couple days after she'd returned to the States had been nasty. Not that she'd been surprised. It had been no different than their arguments in person and, finally, she'd hung up on him and cried in Beca's arms.

Beca nodded her support. "I hear you. But do you think it'd be a good time to tell our families and the other Bellas."

The redhead nodded. "Yeah," she replied. "You're right."

Since she'd been home, Chloe had reconnected with her parents, but she hadn't told them she was pregnant because she knew they'd want her to come home to Oregon. Chloe wanted to stay with Beca in Los Angeles and didn't want to deal with constant questions. She shook her head ruefully and dark brows lifted in question.

"What is it, Chlo?"

"My family will raise their eyebrows at my decision to have the babies with you. I know it."

Beca nodded quietly. "So do I have to like... pretend to be your doula or nanny or something?"

Light blue eyes gentled. "Of course not, Becs. I just have to ease them through the shock when I tell them. Besides, they already know you."

"Chloe…" the singer began, but Chloe pressed a fingertip to her friend's lips.

"I know what you're going to say, and the answer is hell no. I want to be open about this. I'm not hiding you."

Beca nodded, a pleased little smile on her lips. Then she exhaled, a little in awe. "Boy Nugget and Girl Nugget," she said softly. "Two beautiful babies. Can you believe it?"

"Can you believe I have to deliver two melons rather than one?" Chloe countered, red eyebrows glued to her hairline.

Beca laughed softly. "Point taken. Sorry, Chlo."

"No, I'm just kidding," the older woman replied happily. "I'm thrilled, Becs. I really am. Besides, I'm having AAALLL the drugs."

Xx

Chloe huffed her red hair out of her eyes and leaned back in her chair in exasperation as her mother scowled. "I haven't told you because I knew this is how you'd react, Mom!"

"Chloe Grace Beale, how could you let this happen! A child out of wedlock? God would…"

"GOD gave us free will, Mom!" the redhead interrupted with an unusual for her, scowl. "I'm twenty-six. Did you really think I'm a virgin?"

Alice Beale nodded slowly. "He also gave us the ability to make smart choices."

Chloe had to give her that. "I know," she sighed. "And yes, it wasn't planned but… I'm thrilled. And Mom, I'm having twins, so in a few months, you'll have two grandchildren… a boy and a girl."

To the redhead's relief, her mother's face gentled. "Two?"

"Yeah, two."

"Chloe, you must come home so we can take care of you. If you're short of money, I can book you a flight and your father can…"

"Mom," Chloe interrupted gently. "I'm not coming back to Portland. I'm staying here in Los Angeles. I know this is a lot of information to spring on you at one time… but I'm living with Beca Mitchell."

Alice's eyes rounded and she stared for a long moment like a deer in headlights. Then she yelled at the top of her lungs. "ADAM! COME HERE AND TALK SOME SENSE INTO YOUR DAUGHTER!"

Chloe sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose as she heard footsteps on a wooden floor come through her laptop speakers. "Hi, Dad."

"Hi, Baby Girl, how are you?"

"Pregnant." Alice stated. "With twins. And wanting to raise them with Beca Mitchell. Wait, Chloe, are you gay now?"

Adam looked into the camera with his salt-and-pepper eyebrows raised. "I'm going to be a grandpa? That's amazing, Chloe!"

The redhead blinked, utterly stunned at her father's positive reaction, as her mother did the same. "I'm bisexual," was all Chloe could say. "But Beca and I aren't..." She paused as her chest ached. "Together like that."

Her mother rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter, Chloe. Beca is not equipped to help you raise, not just one, but TWO children. What do EITHER of you know about raising babies?"

Chloe bristled at that. "Yeah," she replied sarcastically. "And I suppose you and Dad knew everything there was to know about raising kids when you had me?!"

"Chloe," Adam said, his tone holding a warning this time. "Your mother and I just care about you."

The younger Beale took a deep breath and glanced down as she got her temper in check. "You're right. I'm sorry. Look, I love you both so much… but I don't want to move back to Oregon. I want to stay in L.A. I want you both to be part of the babies' lives but… I need to know that you'll be supportive of Beca and me first."

"Can she even help support them financially?" Alice muttered unkindly.

Chloe blinked, then threw back her head and laughed. "OMG, Mom. You're so uncool! Beca's a famous singer and music producer. Turn on the radio and you'll hear one of her songs. She probably earns more in an hour than we all do in a year!"

Alice blinked, "Really?"

"She made it big time, Mom," Chloe added proudly.

Outside the room, Beca smiled. Even though what Chloe was saying was true, she didn't really measure her success in money… although it was nice to have it for their new little family unit… she'd learned over the last eighteen months to measure her success in happiness. Until Chloe had come back into her life, she hadn't really thought herself that successful.

"Money isn't everything, Chloe," Alice stated.

"No, you're right," the redhead replied as she watched her friend enter the room, out of the laptop camera's view. "Love is everything. Beca and I love the babies so much. They'll have everything they could ever need."

"I still don't like it," the older woman stated.

"Well, it's a good thing you don't have to," Chloe replied. "I've made my decision, Mom. The ball is in your court now."

Beca chose that moment to move to stand behind her friend with her hands on her shoulders, ducking down to look at the screen. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Beale. It's good to see you."

"Beca Mitchell, why are you not encouraging Chloe to come home to her family?" the Beale matriarch groused.

"Because Chloe and the Nuggets are MY family and I love them," the brunette replied honestly. "I don't want them to leave."

"What if the day comes when you want to date someone? Will you just abandon Chloe?"

"I don't need anyone but Chloe," Beca said, and Chloe looked up at her in surprise. "Have a good night." The brunette kissed the redhead's forehead. "Night, Chlo."

"Night, Becs," Chloe replied, a little shakily. She looked back to the screen then. "Mom, Dad, you're welcome to visit. Just, please respect what I want."

"We will, Baby Girl," her dad replied. "Goodnight, talk to you soon."

"Goodnight, I love you both."

Xx

Beca was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. It was three in the morning, and she couldn't sleep because she was worrying. Chloe had been feeling unwell the last couple of days and had made an appointment to see her obstetrician for a checkup. The redhead was worried too, and Beca wondered if she was lying awake in the room next door. Then she got her answer as her bedroom door opened and she turned on her small lamp as her exhausted friend padded across the room. It was dim but enough to make sure Chloe wouldn't fall.

Beca lifted her comforter and the redhead slid into bed, facing her. "Can't sleep either?" the older woman asked.

"No, I think I'm a little stressed," Beca replied.

"Me too," the redhead sighed. She pressed close to her friend and ran her fingers gently through dark locks. "I know it's the middle of the night but... can I… um… can we talk about some stuff that's been on my mind?"

"Of course." Beca suddenly felt even more stressed.

"Beca… what If I'm feeling unwell because something's wrong with one of the babies? What if one of them is disabled or has Down's Syndrome or…"

"There isn't," Beca said firmly "But, if there is, we'll get them the best doctors and schools and teachers and we'll love them, no matter what. Whatever they'll need, Chloe, they'll have."

The redhead nodded, then pressed their foreheads together. "You told my parents… um… you said that I'm all you need. Me and the babies, I guess. What did you mean?"

"I meant," the brunette replied, a smile lifting her lips. "Just that."

"But... what if you for real want to date someone. I don't know how we'd..."

Beca smiled softly and pressed her finger to the older woman's lips. "Chloe, let's just get this out in the open. I love you. You're all I've ever wanted but I totally understand that you don't feel the same way. I'm already so happy just…"

"But I do love you!" Chloe blurted out suddenly, stunning both herself and the brunette into silence. Then she caressed Beca's cheek, and her voice softened. "I love you and I should have told you that a long time ago," she said.

Beca's eyes widened. "Yeah?" she whispered.

"I was blind to how you felt about me," the redhead went on. "Maybe we both were too caught up in our own feelings to really see the other person's. God, why didn't we just talk to each other?"

Beca swallowed. "Is it too late now?"

Chloe bit her bottom lip for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "I thought about you every day when I was over in Europe," she said. "I wondered where you were, what you were doing, who you were kissing that wasn't me… and it killed me. I couldn't get you out of my head. Even if I hadn't gotten pregnant, I don't think it would have lasted with Chicago because what I really wanted was you. I've loved you since your freshman year, but I really thought I couldn't have you, so I just stayed with him."

"So not too late then," Beca deadpanned, making the older woman giggle.

Beca glanced at Chloe's lips as the redhead lifted her chin and then they were kissing, lost in each other as countless moments passed them by, and the world slowly righted itself.

As they finally eased apart, Chloe grinned. "So… I guess things are a little different now, huh?"

"Actually, not really," the brunette replied very softly. "We just know now what the truth is."

The redhead rested her head against Beca's chest then, closing her eyes. "As much as I'd love to talk about this more, I'm too frickin' tired, Becs."

The brunette's hand rubbed gently against her bump. "You're growing two babies. Of COURSE you're tired."

"Yeah," the redhead replied with a soft smile. "I'm growing OUR babies."

Beca closed her eyes and relaxed, feeling the stress melt away a little with Chloe in her arms. "Hey," she said then and pale blue eyes lifted to gaze at her adoringly. "You're fucking amazing."

And Chloe just smiled.

Xx

Being in a relationship with Beca Mitchell was even better than Chloe had imagined. The brunette was taking care of her the way she'd been all along, but now there was kissing and handholding and all the things that Chloe had only dreamed of… except sex. But she was more than willing to wait until they were both ready for that.

"I'm just thinking," she said as she looked over the top of her magazine.

"Uh oh," Beca teased, looking up from where she was rubbing her partner's feet with comically wide eyes.

Chloe stuck her tongue out at her and then smirked. "What if we called the kids after our favorite family members?"

The brunette made a scrunched-up face. "While I adore my great-aunt Mildred, I don't think Girl Nugget would appreciate that as a name. It's a little old fashioned."

"Mmm…" the redhead agreed. "Millie's kinda sweet though."

"What if we called them after our favorite singers?" Beca suggested.

"I'd have to go with Beca Junior then," Chloe laughed, and the brunette actually blushed a tad. "How about we do this. Why don't we each write down say… ten girl names we like and ten boy names, and we can go through and rule them out until we find two names, we both like?"

"Good idea, Dude," the younger woman replied.

Chloe shifted then, trying to get a little more comfortable. Her obstetrician had done a full work up on her and hadn't found anything abnormal, but she was still feeling off. The doctor had explained that she had basically two parasites inside her, gobbling up her resources, so fatigue and feeling unwell wasn't unusual. She'd said it in a much nicer way, but that's how Beca was thinking of it, and it made Chloe laugh. "Urgh," she sighed.

The brunette was immediately concerned. "Babe, are you ok?"

"Yeah," Chloe smiled. "Just feeling kinda pregnant. It'll pass… in about three months."

"Hey, let me run you a bath," Beca said suddenly. "It might help to relax you."

"Mmmm…" Chloe agreed. "Maybe you could join me?"

Beca's cheeks colored. "You mean… um…"

"In the bath, yes," the redhead grinned. Her eyebrows lifted then. "Unless you really don't want to. I mean… that's fine… I…"

But Beca was already easing up off the couch and helping Chloe to her feet. "Are you sure you want me in there?" she asked huskily. "I'm not sure I'll be able to keep my hands to myself."

They hadn't really talked about sex and the worry in Beca's eyes made Chloe want to coo at her. Instead, she wrapped her arms loosely around her partner's neck and kissed her chastely. "That sounds awful, Becs," she deadpanned. "How will I ever stand it?!"

"I just... um..." The brunette seemed a little nervous.

"Hey," Chloe said softly, kissing her again. "You can tell me anything."

"I want you so badly. Chlo, but I don't want to accidentally hurt the babies."

The redhead smiled adoringly. "Babe, is that why you've been a little hesitant? Sex won't hurt them, I promise. They're snug as a bug in a rug."

"Ewww, I don't want to think of our kids as bugs, Chloe!"

Red eyebrows shot up. "But it's ok to think of them as parasites?"

Contrite, dark blue eyes looked back. "Uh... Touché."

Chloe laughed softly. "So, how about that bath?"

"Ok." Beca nodded and took her partner's hand to lead her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. Chloe had been sleeping there with Beca since they'd talked about their love for each other, and the spare room was just where she got ready in the morning or if she wanted some time alone.

Chloe turned on the faucets and added some bubble bath before going back into the bedroom. Beca was sitting on the edge of the bed, fiddling with her boot laces. But she looked up in surprise as Chloe knelt in front of her. "I love you," the redhead said softly as she leaned down and opened the laces, then eased the boots off her partner's feet one by one.

"I love you too," Beca replied, slipping to her knees then to capture Chloe's eyes. "I want to make love to you."

"Turn off the bathwater," the older woman whispered.

Beca was back in a moment and holding out her hand to help her partner up. Chloe smiled and then climbed onto the bed to lie on her back, resting her hands over her head on the soft pillow. Beca joined her a moment later, hovering over her as she cupped her cheek and then slowly leaned in to kiss her.

They'd kissed a lot since admitting their love for each other, but this was different and Chloe gasped as Beca's tongue slipped past her lips to fill her so deeply and fully, she felt it all the way to her toes. She moaned deeply in her chest and her left hand fisted into Beca's shirt at the small of her back as her right laced into Beca's hair.

"Mmmm… God…." The brunette gasped then redoubled her efforts, pulling an almost obscene groan from the older woman as she moved a little to press her thigh between Chloe's. She was mindful of not pressing too heavily down on her partner, but the redhead just lifted her hips, seeking more contact.

"Beca…" she moaned. "Fuck…"

Chloe didn't swear a lot and her use of the expletive in this instance made new heat crash over Beca's body. She rolled her hips downwards, pressing her thigh harder into the redhead's center. Chloe was wearing a tank top with buttons down its front and Beca's hand drifted blindly to the top button to pop it open while licking deeply into the older woman's mouth.

Chloe's hand was on her ass now and the brunette rolled her hips down again, pulling a gasp and whimper from the redhead. She moved her mouth to Chloe's ear and whispered. "One night, a long time ago," she whispered. "I heard you doing this with someone else and ever since, I've wanted so badly to be the one to coax these sounds from you. I've wanted to be the one on you, inside you, making you come."

Chloe's hips pushed up harder against her. "Jesus, Becs…" she groaned. "I've wanted the same thing."

Beca nodded as she made quick work of the rest of the redhead's buttons and parted the material to drop her mouth to her cleavage. Chloe's breasts were gorgeous, now at least a cup size bigger than she remembered, and she felt her own wetness increase inside her jeans as she kissed along the soft curves of their firmness. She glanced up to find the redhead smiling at her and she smiled back, then lowered her head again to broadly lick across her nipple through the lace of her bra.

Chloe shuddered and her hand came up into Beca's hair again. "Oh my God," she groaned.

A moment later, the tank top and bra were on the floor and the brunette sealed her mouth around the older woman's left nipple to suckle it. Then she was shifting a little to replace her thigh with her hand. She eased Chloe's sweatpants and underwear down as she kissed her again, pushing her tongue into her mouth with sudden urgency. She let her fingertips explore slowly along Chloe's folds, scratching softly through her neatly trimmed hair, then dipping her index and middle finger between them to graze her clit.

They both moaned and the kiss was broken suddenly. Beca closed her eyes as her fingertips slipped through hot, slick wetness. "My God, Chloe," she gasped. "You're…"

"For you," Chloe murmured. "I'm wet for you."

The brunette whimpered. "I… Jesus, Chlo…" She groaned again as she slowly pushed two fingers into her lover, not stopping until she was as deep as she could go. Chloe's entire body shuddered, and a deep moan escaped her as she tipped her head back and her mouth dropped open.

"Fuck…" she whimpered, hand drifting into her own hair. "Please…" Beca obliged, thrusting deeply into her, then pulling out slowly before thrusting sharply into her again. "Oh shit," Chloe whimpered. "Yes, Baby."

The brunette leaned down and kissed the redhead's neck, then down her chest to suckle her nipples again, biting gently at them as her lover's moans became constant and more obscenities spilled from her lips. That, and the wet sounds of their fucking, was driving Beca a little insane. She was aching between her thighs, and she desperately wanted a release herself. She was still fully clothed but, as though Chloe had read her mind, she rolled them both over to straddle Beca, giving her room to adjust her hand so Chloe could ride her fingers as her own hands went to the button fly of her lover's jeans.

Beca's mouth dropped open as the buttons were quickly undone and then Chloe's fingertips were reaching and sliding through her wetness too. The pleasure was enough to make her shudder and she realized that she was already so close that she might come before Chloe did, so she redoubled her efforts and thrusted up harder and sharper than before, making Chloe's mouth drop open again and her head tip back with a long, loud, moan.

The redhead fell forward, catching herself on the pillow next to Beca's head but the brunette pulled her onto her chest, and they kissed deeply. Beca was so close… she could already feel her lover's fingers drawing forward the first strains of her climax.

"Chloe," she whimpered. "I'm gonna…"

The redhead nodded and kissed her harder. Then her orgasm hit her, and her hips stuttered on Beca's fingers as the brunette came underneath her, crying out her name and holding her desperately against her. "I love you… I love you so fucking much," Beca panted, fingers softly scratching the bare skin between the redhead's shoulder blades.

Chloe was breathing hard, face pressed into her lover's neck. "I love you too," she murmured. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and the Nuggets, Beca."

Then she was stripping the brunette of the rest of her clothes, and they were starting their dance all over again.