Beca found herself standing smack dab in front of the mirror in her hotel bathroom. By now she'd changed out of the gold jacket she'd performed in. Now she opted for a simple look. Faded blue pac-man shirt and sleep pants.

She went back and forth, having the whole "underwear or no underwear," debate in her mind, before settling on commando.

It'll all be fine, Beca kept reminding herself.

It's just sex.

Sex with Chloe though.

I've never been with a woman before. Oh my god what if she thinks I suck?

Beca scrunched her face in the mirror, playing with her hair. Grabbing a handful, she was torn between ponytail or no ponytail?

Groaning she itches the back of her head. Still deep in thought.

She's not going to think you suck. This is Chloe Beale we're talking about. Chloe is sweet. She would never judge you!

"Pull yourself together Mitchell," Beca grumbled.

The young producer tries a different approach.

You've got this girl. Beca nodded. Hyping herself up.

Never had any complaints in the lovin department. Oh god that was cheesy!

The young woman's smile was fading. Quickly.

She's totes down to bang. Has been since college.

Now you're gonna march over there with your head held high. Knock on her door, slip her the tongue and rock this chick's world!

Beca's smile returned. A rather smug grin. Bobbing her head in agreement. Rocking on with her bad self, she's got this.

—

"Oh my god Bree. I smell don't I?" Chloe took a quick whiff of her underarms.

"Chloe. Calm down," Aubrey tried to soothe her now nervous best friend. "You washed the essentials right; pits, tits, and naughty bits?"

"Of course!"

"This isn't your first time at the girl rodeo. You got this champ!" She smiles and gives Chloe a playful punch on the shoulder.

The redhead smiled. "You're right. I don't know why I'm worrying."

"I should get going. Gonna pack it in early tonight." Aubrey smiled right after letting out a convincing yawn.

"Thanks Bree. For everything!" Chloe smiled.

Not that she'd ever tell anyone but Chloe's badass might just rival that of Beca's. She doesn't have just one sailboat pajama top but two. A short sleeve version and a long sleeve version. A good Bella is always prepared.

Tonight Chloe opted to wear the loose fitting short sleeve version of what she called the "dream boat set," because Chloe Beale is full of hopes and dreams

Bouncing on the hotel bed, the redhead made herself comfortable. Happy as a lark Chloe laid on her stomach with her legs bent backwards. Trying her hardest to get through her issue of Cosmopolitan and not stare at the clock on the hotel nightstand.

She'll be here. Chloe assured herself.

—

Beca exhaled loudly. The young woman psyched herself up one last time before finally opening up the door. She's just going to make a quick stride down to Chloe's room.

Down the hall and to the left. Right next to Aubrey's two doors down from Amy's. Why are we nervous? We're rocking on with our bad self right Beca? Oh god now I'm having a two way conversation with myself. Pull yourself together.

The quick padding of footsteps did not deter the other Bellas. A group text was being sent out while they spied through the peepholes in their doors.

Operation Bhloe a go or not?!

Fat Amy was having too much fun being the leader of this overt operation. Normally Aubrey would at least try to make some sort effort to take the reigns but admittedly she was having way too much fun with this.

Yeah she lied to her best friend about going to sleep. Are you fucking kidding me? Did Chloe honestly believe Aubrey was going to miss out on the event of a lifetime?

Please!

Cynthia Rose checked in first, then Flo, then Legacy. So that's far three checkpoints down one to go.

Aubrey [1:27 am]: The straw is in the drink!

Amy [1:27 am]: Woooo! Yeah Pitches! Bhloe is a go!

Aubrey [1:27 am] WAIT! She's changing her mind!

Beca balled her hand into a fist. Ready to knock on the door and claim the woman she loves. Ready to start the next chapter of her life. Drawing back her arm...she...can't bring herself to do it. The short girl scampers down the hallway back to her room. The Bellas worst fear came to life when they head a door slam followed by a click.

—

1:30

Chloe couldn't pull her eyes away from the glowing numbers.

Panic was starting to set in.

That natural confidence was starting to waver.

She went back to her article. Now her toes were doing their own little thing as Chloe hummed softly.

She's not coming.

Frustration was building. Chloe had been stuck on the same page for fifteen minutes.

—

You're ridiculous you know that?! This shouldn't be so difficult! Beca scolded herself. She heaved a sigh.

Beca was pacing, or more accurately stomping across her room like a petulant child.

"Screw it!" She said out loud.

—

1:32

Chloe Beale was livid.

"You know what Beca Mitchell, tonight's the night you turned your back on what could've been the greatest adventure of your life. I'm coming over there and giving you a piece of my mind!" Chloe muttered angrily under her breath.

The young woman threw her magazine across the room where it finally hit a wall, slinked off her bed. The fire in Chloe's eyes was raging in such a way that rivaled the infernos of hell. Stomping across the room, gripped the door handle, flung it open and...

"Beca?!"

"This a bad time? I can come back. You look like you're on a mission," the brunette decided to play it smooth.

Chloe chose her next words carefully. "I am on a mission Becs. You see, sometimes God sends you a job to do," she smirked mischievously.

Beca's eyes met her best friend's.

"So take me to heaven's gate!" She challenged.

Two bodies crashed into each other when their lips collided. Hands were sliding up waists to remove unnecessary clothing as both women stumbled into the hotel room.

—

Aubrey [1:33 am] Operation Bhloe is a go! Repeat OPERATION BHLOE is in full swing.

Amy [1:33 am] Awww yeah!

Legacy, CR, Flo, Jessica, Ashley, Esther/Lily, all poker their heads out the doors of their hotel rooms like frightened little turtles until Amy and Aubrey were waving their hands motioning them to hurry up and get inside Aubrey's room.

The Bellas scurried into their former captain's room giggling like the children they are. Just in the knick of time to since due to the fact that Aubrey and Chloe shared a wall they were all met with shameless thumps, crashes, and swears.

Aubrey snatched the phone out of her pocket. Using her thumb the blonde slingshot her thumb so it quickly settled on the desired contact. It betrayed common courtesy but this was just too good to pass up. A weary voice picked up on the third ring.

[Aubrey] Stacie! Are you there?

[Stacie] Aubs! Yeah what's going on. I just put Bella down for her nap

[Aubrey] "Beca and Ginger are fucking!" Amy shouted into the speaker phone, rudely cutting off Aubrey before she could speak!

[Stacie] No shit! Bhloe is going down?!

Aubrey held the phone closer to the wall, so Stacie could hear the sounds coming from the other side. It took a second for the former Bella to hone in to the sound because it was masked by the thumping of a headboard and loud giggles from the women huddled up in Aubrey's room.

...

Ohh fuck! Oh shit. Don't stop. For the love of god don't stop!

...

[Stacie] Sounds like they're both going down! *she chuckled*

...

Holy Shit Chlo! You really are a natural redhead!

...

Aubrey Posen dropped the phone.

She along with all the Bellas doubled over in side splitting laughter. Heck even Stacie could be heard howling despite the phone being dropped on the floor. All of them decided afterwards to leave their former captains to their passions. Beca Mitchell delivered them a worthy little gem.

A gem they all vowed to never ever let her live down. Oh they'll be teasing her for the rest of her life. Stacie is def telling Beca and Chloe's kid someday. Should they have one. She'll be the cool Aunt with all the wild stories.

"Go get her tiger." Aubrey smiled then shut the lights off before closing the door.