My Spy
Chapter 8
A/N: I know I said I was going to jump ahead about 6 months but decided to put the events that occurred during that time here for context later. I hope you enjoy what I've done.
One month later, in Copenhagen, Denmark, the Barden Bellas had become the first U.S. team to win the World Acapella Championships.
"I can't believe we won," Stacie said as the Bellas gathered in Beca's room.
"I can't believe DSM was a no-show," Flo said. "I wonder what happened to cause them to drop out."
"Who cares?" Jessica said. "We won and the Bellas live to sing another day!"
The Bellas started yelling and cheering.
"Um, guys!" Beca yelled over the noise. "I love that we won, but look at this."
Beca turned her laptop toward the girls and they all quieted when they saw the news article on the screen.
"Members of the award-winning German singing group, DSM, were arrested during a drug raid in New York," CR read aloud. "Beloved leaders Kommissar and Pieter were killed during a shootout with the FBI. Wow!"
"Oh, my stars," Emily said, reading further in the article. "They were drug smugglers."
"Do you think Chloe was involved in killing them?" Fat Amy asked.
"Why is that the first thing you'd think of?" Beca asked, glaring at Amy. "Chloe isn't the only FBI agent out there."
"It just seems fishy to me," Fat Amy said. "Although, if she was, we might just have to send her a nice gift for eliminating our only real competition."
"You don't think we could have beaten DSM if they had been here?" Ashley asked, looking at Fat Amy.
Before Amy could respond, Beca spoke up.
"I think we would have won no matter what. We had a great set, precision choreography, plus an original song and some of the old Bellas performing with us. There is no way we could have lost."
"Beca's right," Aubrey said. "And I for one think we should celebrate the fact that the Bellas are the World Champions."
"Woo hoo!" Stacie yelled out, causing the Bellas to start cheering and yelling again.
Beca stood off to the side, watching the celebration unfold. While in the back of her mind, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe Chloe had been involved in taking down the leaders of DSM.
~~ My Spy ~~
The Bellas had been back home in the U.S. for two months. The pomp and accolades from the win had died down after a few weeks, and the Bellas had moved on to other things.
CR had gotten married in Maine and all the Bellas managed to attend.
Jessica and Ashley were living and working together in Atlanta.
Emily was preparing to be the Captain of a new crop of Bellas.
Flo had found a job working on a juice truck in the hopes of someday owning and operating one of her own.
Stacie was a fitness instructor in an up-and-coming gym near Barden University.
Aubrey had returned to run the Lodge of Fallen Leaves, even though she still hated it.
Nobody is sure what Lily was doing, and none of them had the guts to ask.
Beca and Amy had moved to New York together and were sharing a one-room apartment in Brooklyn.
Beca was walking home from her job at the recording studio when her phone rang. She was shocked to see Chloe's name on her caller ID.
"Chloe?" Beca questioned as she answered the call.
"Yeah, Beca, it's me," Chloe said. "It's so good to finally hear your voice."
"You, too," Beca said, stopping at the entrance to her apartment building.
Beca sat down on the step but didn't say anything; Chloe could hear her breathing.
"So, I understand congratulations are in order," Chloe finally said.
"Congratulations?" Beca asked.
"Yeah," Chloe said. "I heard the Bellas won the World Acapella Championship."
"Oh, right," Beca said, looking around. "We did."
Beca's heart was pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she was actually talking to Chloe after so many near misses and almost conversations; she was hearing Chloe's voice for the first time in a little over three years.
"So, um, what are you up to these days?" Beca asked, mentally face-palming herself.
"I'm actually on another assignment," Chloe said.
"Oh, um," Beca said. "Were you involved in that whole DSM thing? Never mind, you don't have to answer that."
"I kind of was," Chloe said. "But, I can't really talk about it. The AG still has to prosecute those arrested."
"AG?" Beca asked.
"Attorney General," Chloe responded.
"Oh, um, I see," Beca said and went silent
Chloe could hear the sounds of traffic and the hustle and bustle of people on the streets.
"Beca?" Chloe asked after a few minutes of Beca not saying anything. "Are you okay?"
"What?" Beca asked, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah, yeah. I'm, uh, I'm good."
"Is it always going to be this awkward between us?" Chloe asked with a sigh; she wasn't sure if she really wanted to know the answer.
Beca sighed, too. "God, I hope not," she said, laughing at herself. "I've really missed hearing your voice, seeing your face. Hell, who am I kidding? I miss everything about you."
Chloe chuckled softly. "I feel the same way about you."
Beca smiled and relaxed back against the door.
"So, I was wondering what you might be doing two weeks from Saturday?" Chloe asked.
"Nothing that I can think of," Beca said. "Why?"
"I'm coming back to the U.S. in two weeks for some meetings in New York," Chloe said.
"You're coming to New York?!" Beca asked, sitting upright.
"Yeah," Chloe said. "I was, um, wondering if you'd let me take you out. On a date. We can talk and maybe start fresh on a relationship."
"Hell yeah!" Beca responded, her smile stretching from ear to ear. "I'm in. Just tell me where and when and I'll be there."
Chloe chuckled. "I'll figure out a place and let you know."
"Looking forward to it," Beca said sincerely.
"Me, too," Chloe said.
Beca heard a muffled voice call for Chloe in the background.
"I'm sorry, Beca," Chloe said. "I have to go. But, I'll call you again once I figure out where to take you on our date."
"Okay," Beca said. "I still, um, lo-." Beca quickly swallowed what she was going to say and cleared her throat. "I, uh, am looking forward to seeing you. Um, for our date."
"I still love you, too, Beca," Chloe said, smiling as she ended the call.
~~ My Spy ~~
Amy came home to find Beca sitting on the fold-out bed, staring at her phone with a goofy grin on her face.
"What's going on over there?" Fat Amy asked, looking over at Beca.
"What do you mean?"
"You have a goofy grin on your face," Fat Amy said. "What's that all about?"
"Chloe called me," Beca said.
"For real?" Fat Amy asked. "What did she have to say?"
"She's coming to New York and asked me out to dinner," Beca said.
"She asked you out on a date?"
"Yep."
"That's amazing, Beca," Fat Amy said. "How does she sound? What else did she say?"
"She sounds good," Beca said. "She said she was on an assignment out of the country and was coming back in 2 weeks. That's when she asked me out. I was going to tell her I still loved her, but I chickened out at the last second. But she did say she still loved me before the call ended."
"She did?"
"Yeah," Beca said. "I'm really excited to finally get to see her in person. I wonder if she's changed?"
"Will you actually get to see her is the real question," Fat Amy said "She always seems to be canceling on you because of her job."
"Not this time," Beca said, with more confidence than she felt. "This time we're really going to be together."
"Then I really am happy for you, Beca," Fat Amy said. "And I'll be here for you if she cancels again."
Beca sighed and shook her head. "I'm hungry. Want to order something for delivery? My treat."
"I'm hungry, too," Fat Amy said. "Can we get pizza?"
~~ My Spy ~~
Chloe called Beca a week later to confirm their date.
"I hope you still like Italian food," Chloe said. "I made a reservation at a place called Terre on fifth avenue. One of the guys from work recommended it. I checked them out online and the food looks and sounds amazing."
"I do still love Italian food," Beca said. "And I've heard good things about Terre. What time is the reservation?"
"I made them for six," Chloe said. "Is that okay?"
"That's perfect," Beca said. "I'm really looking forward to seeing you."
"I'm looking forward to seeing you, too," Chloe said. "Do you want me to pick you up?"
"That's okay," Beca said. "It's not that far from my apartment. I'll walk."
"Okay," Chloe said. "So, how's work? Did you have a good day?"
Beca chuckled and proceeded to tell Chloe about her job, and her day. They spent close to an hour catching up. When the call was over, Beca realized she had done most of the talking; she didn't learn anything about what Chloe had been up to.
"I guess I'll find out more when we have our date," Beca thought.
~~ My Spy ~~
It was finally date night and Chloe was really nervous as she got to the restaurant early. She was sitting alone at her table, watching the door, hoping each time someone new came in, it would be Beca. She started looking at the menu and was startled when someone plopped down in the seat across from her.
"Jason," Chloe said when she saw him sitting in Beca's seat. "What the Hell are you doing here?"
"Director Collins asked me to join you so I can speak to Beca," Jason said.
"What the actual fuck?" Chloe whisper-yelled, slamming down her menu. She looked around to make sure no one could overhear. "I told the Director I did not want Beca involved in the investigation at all."
"He thinks she's our only option to get to Patricia Hobart," Jason whispered across the table. "Which in turn will get us to Fergus Hobart."
"There has to be a better way," Chloe said, running a hand through her hair. "Why don't you take Amy in and question her? You don't need Beca for that."
"Because we don't have an evidentiary reason to," Jason said, sighing and running a hand through his hair. "I get you don't want to involve Beca, but I've been ordered to explain everything to her and find out if Patricia Hobart has mentioned anything about her father's dealings."
"That's unacceptable-"
"Hey, Chloe."
Chloe jerked her head up to see Beca standing at the table. Her heart started beating faster and she quickly jumped up to pull Beca into a hug.
"I'm so glad you're here," Chloe whispered in Beca's ear. "I've missed you so much."
Beca pulled out of the hug and looked at Jason. "So, um, who's your friend?"
Chloe couldn't stop the warm feeling that went through her when she noticed a hint of jealousy in Beca's eyes.
"He's nobody," Chloe said, turning to glare at Jason. "And he was just leaving."
Jason stood and held out this hand. "Miss Mitchell, I'm Agent Jason Parker, Chloe's partner. I have a few questions I need to ask you."
"No!" Chloe said, looking at Jason. "Not here and definitely not now."
Jason looked around and saw a few people looking over at them. He sighed and looked back at Chloe.
"Then where and when?" Jason asked.
"How about never and nowhere?" Chloe retorted.
"Um, what's this all about?" Beca asked.
"It's nothing," Chloe told Beca. She turned to Jason, saying, "You can go now. You're in Beca's seat."
"Miss Mitchell," Jason said, ignoring Chloe. He lowered his voice as he spoke directly to Beca. "What do you know about Patricia Hobart's father?"
"You mean, Fat Amy?" Beca asked.
"Yes."
"She said both her parents were killed before she came to the U.S. to attend Barden. What's this all about? And why are you asking me about Amy's father?"
"We are helping Australian authorities investigate Mr. Hobart," Jason said, keeping his voice low. "And we believe his daughter may know something about his illegal enterprises."
Beca stared at Jason for a moment before turning her eyes to Chloe. Chloe's heart broke when she saw Beca's eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
"That's why you wanted to see me?" Beca said. "To use me to get information from Amy on her father?"
"No, Beca," Chloe said. "I wanted to see you because I've missed you. I wanted nothing to do with dragging you or Amy into any part of the investigation. You have to believe me."
Chloe reached out for Beca and Beca moved away from her.
"I. . .can't," Beca said, holding up her hands. "I'm don't with whatever this is. I have to go."
Beca turned and started walking away. She wiped a tear from her cheek as she went.
"Beca, wait!" Chloe cried out.
Beca kept walking and Chloe started after her. Jason grabbed Chloe's arm to stop her.
"Let her go," Jason said. "I'll try again later when she's had a chance to calm down."
"No!" Chloe pulled her arm away from Jason. "You've done enough. Now, get the fuck away from me!"
Jason sighed and let Chloe go. Chloe ran out to try and catch up to Beca.
Chloe got outside the restaurant and looked up and down the street, hoping to spot Beca. She didn't see her anywhere.
"Fuck!" Chloe screamed up to the sky.
Jason walked out of the restaurant and heard Chloe. He walked over to her.
"Chloe?" Jason said, getting Chloe's attention. "I'm sorry."
"Fuck you," Chloe said.
"Okay, I deserve that," Jason said. "If you're done cussing me out, we should really go back to the office and give the Director a report."
"You and the Director can kiss my ass," Chloe said.
"Come on, Chloe," Jason said. "I was just following orders. Come with me and help me explain what happened. I've been your partner for over five years, that should account for something."
"Fine," Chloe spit out. "I'll go with you, but don't expect to be on your side in this."
~~ My Spy ~~
Beca stormed into her apartment and slammed the door behind her. She threw her bag on the sofa and toed off her shoes, leaving them by the door.
"You're home early," Fat Amy said. "What happened?"
"She, he, they, ugh!" Beca sputtered. "I'm so mad I can't even talk."
Fat Amy got up and led Beca over to sit at their dining room table. "I'll get you some water."
Fat Amy reached over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, handing it to Beca.
Beca removed the top and took a large drink from the bottle.
"Thanks," she said. "I needed that."
"Can you tell me what happened with Chloe?"
"When I got there, there was some guy sitting with her. I greeted Chloe and asked who the guy was. She said he was nobody, but the guy stood and introduced himself as her partner Jason."
"I thought Chloe was gay," Fat Amy said.
Beca looked at her with furrowed brows. "No, not that kind of partner. Her work partner."
"Oh," Fat Amy said. "So, why was he there?"
"He said they had some questions to ask me about-." Bec stopped herself, unsure of whether she should tell Amy that the FBI was working with Australian police to investigate her father.
"Ask you questions about what?"
Beca remained silent and played with the label on her water bottle. Beca let out a sigh and looked at Amy.
"About, um, you."
"Me? What about me?"
"Actually, they wanted to know more about your father and what you might know of his illegal activities."
"What?" Fat Amy said and looked down at the floor. "Why are you mad about that? I told you my father was dead."
"I know," Beca said. "And that's what I told them. But, they seem to think he's alive and that you know something."
Fat Amy didn't say anything as she continued to look down at the floor, unable to meet Beca's eyes.
"Oh, my God," Beca said, staring at Amy. "You do know something. I told Chloe I was done with whatever was happening because I thought she only wanted to see me so she could use me to get to you." A tear made its way down Beca's cheek. "I accused her of lying about why she wanted to see me. I thought I was protecting you from her, but instead, I may have just lost the love of my life for good."
"I'm sorry about all that, Beca," Fat Amy said. "For what it's worth, I don't really know anything about what my dad might be accused of doing. I just know he's a bad man who does bad things. And as far as I'm concerned he is dead to me."
"Would you be willing to talk to the FBI and tell them that?" Beca asked, sniffling and wiping away more tears.
"If it will help make things right between you and Chloe, I'll do it."
~~ My Spy ~~
Jason and Chloe arrived at the office. The Director was standing in the middle of the room, talking to another agent. As soon as Chloe saw the Director, she marched up to him and got in his face.
"How dare you!" Chloe yelled. "You sent Jason to interrogate Beca while we were on a date. I told you I didn't want her to have anything to do with the investigation. If you wanted Amy to answer questions, you should have had Jason get her and bring her in, not blindside me by going after Beca while we were on our date."
"Chloe, calm down," the Director said, looking around at the other agents in the room.
"No, I will not calm down," Chloe said. "You knew what this date meant to me. How important it was. I've given up so much for this job. Why couldn't I just have this one thing, Uncle Matt? Why couldn't you leave Beca out of this?"
"Because we firmly believe Beca Mitchell is our best option at getting Patricia Hobart to tell us everything she knows about her father," the Director said.
"That's fucking bullshit and you know it!" Chloe yelled.
"Chloe," the Director said through gritted teeth. "I am the Director and will not allow you to talk to me like that."
"You don't like the way I talk to you, Director?" Chloe said, her voice rising. "Well, you're going to really hate this. Go fuck yourself because I quit!"
With that, Chloe turned and started walking away, leaving a shocked Director standing stone-faced as he watched her walk out the door and disappear into the hallway.
Jason called after Chloe but didn't make a move to follow her.
Chloe heard Jason but did not stop or turn around.
A/N: Don't hate me.
