A/N: Sorry for the delay guys. I have been working loads (Christmas is nearing) and been sick all over again. But here is an update and hopefully I will get back to my regular schedule. I obviously want it finished before Christmas. Remember to leave some feedback! Thanks again for reading.
-March 2019-
Chloe was lying on her back in the ultrasound room with Beca sitting beside her, nervously holding her hand.
"Are you okay?" Chloe looked over at her wife and couldn't help but smile as she watched her biting her lip.
"I'm fine," Beca shrugged, her voice going higher than she intended.
"You're not fine you're nervous, I can tell." She gave Beca's hand a gentle reassuring squeeze.
Beca sighed in defeat. Chloe knew her too well; she couldn't even lie to her if she did want to. "I just always get nervous about these appointments," she frowned.
"Why?" Chloe titled her head to the side and looked at her wife in confusion.
"Because I'm always going to be worried about you and the baby, I can't help it," Beca shrugged.
Chloe's face lit up with a tiny smile that immediately made Beca's face light up with red. "You're so cute, how do you stand yourself?"
"Shut up," Beca chuckled.
"I'll shut up when you stop being cute." Chloe stuck her tongue out at the other woman.
Beca went to open her mouth but was interrupted when she saw the door opening and a tall woman with dark brown hair walking inside.
"Hello ladies," she smiled.
"Hello Dr. Nixon," Chloe smiled.
"Hey," Beca chimed in.
"How are we both doing today?" She smiled as she approached Chloe.
"Good, except Beca is worried." Chloe smirked.
"Shut up," Beca immediately whined.
Dr. Dixon laughed as she shook her head. "You two are probably my favorite couple I've ever had come in here." She smiled as she grabbed a tubed bottle from her drawer. "What are you worried about, Beca?"
She then approached Chloe, who had her shirt lifted half way up her body and began squeezing jelly onto it.
"Just the baby and my wife," Beca mumbled.
"But why are you worried?" Dr. Dixon grabbed transducer probe and placed it on top of Chloe's stomach. "Chloe, you're starting to get quite the bump since your last appointment," she smiled as she began pushing it around over her stomach.
"I know," Chloe smiled proudly.
"Anyways, what is making you worried?" She turned her head back to face Beca.
Beca shrugged. "It's my first time going through this and I just want everything to be perfect is all."
"Beca, try not to worry. I know you and Chloe are going to be new parents, but just try to keep positive in the whole matter and I'm sure everything will work out." Dr. Dixon smiled as she looked over at the smaller TV beside Chloe's head. "In fact, look over at the screen." She gestured to it with her head.
Beca and Chloe both watched the screen intently. "You're eighteen weeks now, so we'll be able to see the babies formation more clearly."
Beca's jaw dropped as she saw how developed their baby looked. It's tiny head along with its tiny body. She looked over at Chloe, who also had a giant grin on her face. Chloe looked over at her. "That's our baby," she whispered.
"It is," Beca nodded. She leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. "I can already tell they're going to be one good looking kid, just like their mother." She mumbled.
Chloe snorted and shook her head. "See, how can you say you're not cute?"
"Looks like the heartbeat is normal," Dr. Dixon smiled at both of them. "And good news, I'll be able to give you your due date as well," she added.
"Wow," Chloe watched in amazement, eyes wide and filled with excitement.
"I just have a few more tests to run, and I'll be right back. I'll bring you a printed photo as well," Dr. Dixon got up from her chair. Both of them nodded and watched as she left the room.
"So want to make a bet on what the due date will be?" Beca sighed as she stared at her wife.
Chloe giggled. "You're ridiculous."
"So is that a no or…?"
"Oh, it's so on. That doesn't change the fact that you're ridiculous though." Chloe stuck her tongue out.
"Shut up," Beca laughed. "So what do you think?"
Chloe scrunched her face as she began to tally the days in her head. "I'm going to go with…September 17th, she finished.
"Hm okay, I was thinking end of August." Beca smirked.
"Choose an exact day or it doesn't count babe," Chloe rolled her eyes.
"Fine," Beca muttered. "August 31st," she smiled.
"Okay, want to make it interesting?" Chloe bit her lip in excitement.
Beca raised a questioning eyebrow. "How so?"
"Closest to the date gets to name him or her?" Chloe asked.
Beca clapped her hands in excitement. "This is the exact reason I married you!" She laughed.
"You married me because I like to make bets on our unborn child?" Chloe asked confused.
Beca shook her head. "Because only you would want to leave naming our baby to the winner of a bet, and I think that's pretty fucking awesome if you ask me." Beca once again leaned forward and kissed gently on her lips.
"So you agree?" Chloe laughed.
"I do indeed," Beca nodded.
"Great so if I win and it's a girl, I'm naming her Shay." Chloe smirked.
Beca immediately groaned. "Chloe," she whined. "You're not naming our baby after your celebrity crush." She pouted.
"Oh you already agreed, too late. I so am." Chloe laughed as she watched her wife. "But who knows, you may win and I won't be able to." She shrugged.
"Fine, if I win and it's a boy, I'm naming him Mitch." Beca retorted.
"Beca, you are not naming our kid "Mitch Mitchell" that's just cruel." Chloe rolled her eyes.
"If you get to name her Shay, then I get to name him Mitch." Beca shrugged innocently.
Chloe let out a loud irritated sigh. "You're such an asshole," she muttered.
"An asshole you love," Beca added.
"Maybe…"
Beca went to retort but once again was cut off when she saw the door opening. "Okay, so everything looks good. Here's the picture," Dr. Dixon handed Chloe a large yellow envelope.
"Thank you," Chloe smiled.
"And I have the due date confirmed for you both," she added.
"What is it?" Chloe and Beca both yelled in sync, not missing a beat.
Dr. Nixon took a step back, being confused by their forwardness. "Sorry, we'd love to know please and thank you." Chloe corrected them both when she saw the weird look she was getting from the other woman.
"Your baby is due to be born September 12th," Dr. Dixon replied.
"Hah," Chloe immediately yelled and stuck her index finger at her wife, making Beca roll her eyes.
"Am I missing something?" Dr. Dixon looked back and forth between both women.
"Beca and I made a bet on the due date and whoever was closest gets to pick the babies name when it's born." Chloe smiled proudly.
"Wow," Dr. Dixon smirked. "I repeat you two are my favorite couple that has ever come in here," She laughed.
"We try," Chloe shrugged. She playfully rolled her eyes when she saw her wife pouting. "I tell you what babe; you can pick the middle name." She grabbed Beca's hand and pulled her towards her.
Beca smiled as she leaned down and kissed Chloe's forehead. "Mitch it is then," she mumbled.
"Beca," Chloe went to slap her but what too slow. Beca quickly jumped backwards, laughing.
"Wait till I get out of this robe," Chloe shook her head.
"Oh don't excite me," Beca winked.
"Okay, well I'll leave you two alone and let you get your stuff together." Dr. Nixon quickly cut in, walking towards the door. "No sex on the desk," she yelled before walking out of the room. Beca and Chloe looked over at each other and had a fit of laughter. Chloe smiled as Beca helped her get up from the bed. One of the things she loved most about Beca was that no matter where they were or what they were doing, she always had a way of making it interesting and fun.
-Present 2019-
Beca groaned as she attempted to tie her laces on her skates. Chloe walked in and smirked as she watched her wife struggling.
"Still having trouble with that, huh?" She approached her.
"Chlo, it could be ten years from now and I'll still have trouble doing my own skates up." Beca pouted as she gestured towards her skates, hoping the other woman would take the hint.
Chloe rolled her eyes as she got down on one knee in front of the other woman. A couple of days had passed since her and Beca's fallout, and things had been going pretty smooth between them. Chloe still wasn't 100% comfortable with Beca, but she was a lot further than she was two days ago. In fact, things had gotten good enough that they had actually fallen asleep cuddling one another for the first time in months and not to Chloe's surprise, it was the best sleep she had since in ages.
"You owe me," Chloe looked up at her wife and smirked as she grabbed the other woman's laces.
"Whatever you say Bunbun," Beca smirked.
Chloe shook her head as she continued to tie her skates. Beca looked down and stared at the other woman. She had felt so relieved that they were finally getting along and that so far, nothing had ruined what they had going or changed Chloe's mind.
Chloe pulled away and stood up. "There, you're good to go. Not that you won't still fall on your face but at least you won't have loose skates in the midst of it all." She smiled as she reached her hand out, helping Beca up.
"Hey, I've gotten a lot better since we first started doing this." Beca whined.
"Oh I agree, instead of falling and bringing us both down, you learned to fall on your own." Chloe laughed as she saw the other woman attempt to slap her but almost fall. "Point proven," Chloe added.
"Shut up," Beca mumbled, knowing how right her wife was.
Chloe smiled as she reached her hand out. Beca still felt thrown off whenever the other woman would make an attempt at any physical contact, but she quickly reminded herself of what was happening and grabbed Chloe's hand. They both walked to the ice rink and took their time as they stepped onto it. Chloe burst out into laughter as she watched Beca attempt to keep herself up.
"It's not funny," Beca screeched as she almost fell over.
"Oh trust me, from my point of view it's pretty damn funny." Chloe held Beca's hand tightly, attempting to help her keep her balance.
Beca had finally gotten the hang of it as they slowly made their way around the rink. "So," Chloe looked over at her wife and smiled.
"So?" Beca looked over at Chloe then quickly down at her feet as she attempted to keep her balance.
"This is nice," Chloe gently squeezed Beca's hand. "I forgot what this felt like."
"What do you mean?" Beca finally got enough balance and felt confident enough to look over at Chloe.
"I mean, I forgot what having fun felt like." Chloe shrugged as they continued to glide across the ice.
Beca couldn't help but smile. "You're having fun?" She hadn't heard Chloe say she was having fun since before the miscarriage had happened.
"I am," Chloe nodded. "Aside from the whole watching you almost eat shit every ten seconds, just being here…with you…is fun." Chloe replied shyly.
Beca bit her lip as she watched Chloe. She then took the chance and slowly stopped herself on the ice, bringing Chloe to a halt. "What?" Chloe raised an eyebrow.
Beca cleared her throat as she stared into Chloe's eyes. Her eyes trailed down to her lips as she brought herself closer. She didn't know what exactly was giving her the confidence to do what she was about to do, but the fact that Chloe was also leaning forward was making it a whole lot easier.
Just as their lips were about to attach though, Chloe went flying as someone accidentally ran into her. Beca lost her balance and fell backwards onto her back. She quickly got up though and looked over at Chloe, who seemed to be alright. She watched as the guy who looked to be in his late teens swiftly got up and went to skate away. Without really thinking, or even knowing how she did it. Beca followed his actions and quickly got up without any issues.
"What the hell dude," Beca yelled after him. She quickly made her way over to him and grabbed onto his jacket.
"What the…" The man looked back and saw Beca. "What are you doing?" He attempted to brush her off.
"You can't just run into someone like that and not even check if they're okay, asshole. That's so rude." Beca snapped as she pointed back at her wife.
"She looks fine to me," the man looked behind her and shrugged.
"That's great," Beca replied sarcastically. "But a sorry would have been polite, and even just asking if she was okay is just a human thing to do. I mean who raised you, Satan?" Beca glared at him.
The man was speechless as he stared at Beca. He shook his head and frowned. "You're right, I'm sorry." He mumbled. Beca let go of him in shock, surprised he had listened so easily. He then skated his way back to Chloe, who was also speechless. "Hey look, I'm sorry about running into you like that and not checking on you. Are you okay?" He asked in a shameful tone.
Chloe nodded, smiling. "I'm fine, thank you for asking." He then held his hand out and helped Chloe back up.
"Okay, I'm glad." He cleared his throat awkwardly.
"You can go back to skating now, sorry if my wife scared you." Chloe smirked.
"It's fine, she did have a point." The guy smiled. "Anyways, sorry again."
"No problem, have a good night." Chloe nodded. The guy then waved and continued to skate off, avoiding eye contact with Beca.
Beca made her way over to Chloe and frowned. "Are you okay?"
"I'm better than him," Chloe smirked as she gestured to the guy who was talking to his friends.
"What do you mean?" Beca raised an eyebrow.
"Beca, you just asked him if the dark lord raised him," Chloe giggled.
"Well come on, how rude do you have to be?" Beca replied defensively.
"Oh, he totally deserved it. I'm just laughing at what you said," Chloe smiled as she shook her head in amusement.
"I'm just happy you're okay," Beca mumbled.
"I'm fine, and after that whole show I'm more than convinced you're going to make a great mom one day." Chloe froze as soon as the words escaped her lips.
Beca mentally screamed curse words in her head. Chloe was doing so well, but she knew one little reminder could possibly erase all the good things they had going.
Chloe could feel the sadness attempt to creep back inside of her as she looked around panicking. Before she could do or say anything though, Beca quickly grabbed a hold of her and hugged her tightly, rubbing her back.
Chloe tensed as she felt the other woman's arms around her. It wasn't something she was used to having when she was about to have a tiny breakdown. This time though, the breakdown wasn't coming. Instead, she found herself relaxing into Beca's arms and the miniature anxiety attack she usually gets afterwards was being pushed away as she felt Beca's calm and steady heartbeat against her chest. Chloe took a deep break and dug her face into the crook of Beca's neck.
Beca tightened her grip when she felt Chloe digging her face into her. She continued to make circles on her back. She wasn't sure if she was helping the other woman, but she sure as hell was trying.
Eventually Chloe pulled back and gave her wife a tiny smile. "Thank you," Chloe whispered.
"For what?" Beca tilted her head in confusion.
"For being here and for what you just did. This is the first time I've had a slip like that and not broken down. I don't think you realize how much you just helped me." Chloe swallowed the lump that had formed itself in her throat. "You just made me feel safe Beca, being in your arms for the first time in a long time reminded me that I'm safe, and that I'm not alone." Chloe reached out and grabbed Beca's hands.
Beca smiled as she gently squeezed the other woman's hands. "You have no idea what that means to me, Chloe."
"I think I have an idea," Chloe whispered. She knew exactly how Beca was feeling, because in that moment. The moment that they were both standing in front of one another, Chloe felt the same way. She felt home.
-April 2019
Beca ran through the emergency doors and towards the front desk. She smacked her hands onto the surface, making he receptionist jump in shock.
"I'm here for my wife, Chloe Mitchell." Beca's heart raced as she watched the woman type something into her computer.
The other woman was cut off before she could reply though. "Beca," a voice rang through her head. Beca looked over and saw Aubrey standing in front of her, frowning.
"Where is she?" Beca quickly approached her.
"She's in room 213," Aubrey's tone was barely audible.
"And the baby?" Beca could barely speak the words, afraid to know the answer.
"I think you need to go see her," Aubrey shook her head.
"Aubrey, answer me. Is the baby…?" Beca bit her lip as she searched the blonde's eyes for an answer.
"Go see Chloe, she needs you." Aubrey whispered as she felt tears creeping through her eyes. Beca took a deep breath before walking away from her. She ran towards room 213 and slowly opened the door. Her heart dropped when she saw Chloe sitting in the hospital bed, eyes red.
"Chloe are you okay?" Beca quickly ran to her wife.
"Where were you?" Chloe's voice was broken from all the crying she had done.
"I came as soon as I got your voicemail," Beca frowned when Chloe refused to make eye contact with her. "I was interviewing a new DJ and had my phone off," Beca knew it was no excuse but unfortunately it was the truth.
"Chlo…what happened… is the baby?" Beca grabbed Chloe's hand and patiently waited for an answer she knew she did not want to hear.
"It's gone. Whatever it was is gone," Chloe whispered as she finally looked over at Beca.
Beca took a step back in shock as she felt tears making their way through her eyes. "I don't understand. We were just in here two weeks ago and everything was fine," Beca choked out.
"I don't understand either," Chloe felt the tears build inside of her again. "One minute I was fine and the next I had blood coming from me and was in an excruciating amount of pain." Beca brought herself close to Chloe, grabbing a hold of her.
"I just don't know what happened. I thought I did everything right, I thought everything was going to be perfect." Chloe sobbed into Beca's shoulder.
"Me too," Beca whispered as she felt Chloe's tears soak through her shirt. She was in a fair amount of pain at the moment but she knew that no matter what she was feeling, Chloe was feeling twenty times worse.
A knock at the door brought them both to a halt as they watched Dr. Dixon entering. "I'm sorry to interrupt," she frowned. "I can come back later." She went to leave but was stopped by Chloe.
"I don't understand how this happened?" Chloe asked in a small voice.
Dr. Dixon quickly shook her head and approached both women. "Chloe, no one ever really knows why these things happen. A lot of the time they just do. You did everything the way you were supposed to okay? The important thing to remember is that this isn't yours or Beca's fault. It's no one's fault." Her heart broke as she watched Beca rub circles into Chloe's back, attempting to calm her down.
"I had to have done something wrong, there's no other explanation for it." Chloe cried.
"Chloe, there's nothing you did that was wrong. I assure you. From what you've told me, you were nothing but careful and healthy. Sometimes, this just happens. It's a cruel and terrible thing, but there is no way to prevent it unfortunately." She frowned.
Chloe continued to cry the more she thought about it. Beca pressed her lips to the top of her head, as she attempted to sooth her.
"It's okay Chlo, it'll be okay. I promise." She whispered.
"I'll give you two some privacy and come back later." Dr. Dixon slowly made her way to the door. She then turned back around and faced both girls ocne again. "I'm so sorry this happened; let me know if there is anything I can do to help." She finished before making her way back outside.
Beca tightened her hold on Chloe as she felt the other woman break down in her arms. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner," Beca cried. "I'm sorry you had to go through that alone."
Chloe didn't say anything; instead she just continued to let herself cry in Beca's arms, letting it all out. In that moment, she knew what happened was terrible, and she was completely heartbroken. But as long as she had Beca by her side, she knew she'd eventually be okay; she knew that as long as Beca was around, she'd never feel alone.