AUTHOR'S NOTES: Happy New Year, everyone! Well, as promised, we're back with Pitch Perfect fanfictions this week. And this time, we're in for quite a lengthy one. Enjoy. Big thanks to RizzV825 for co-writing many of the scenes that will be featured in this story.
This story takes place from October 24th-November 30th, 2024.
CHAPTER 1:
On the night of October 24th at about 10pm, Chloe found Beca all alone on the roof of their apartment building.
"This roof takes you back, doesn't it?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah. This very night, six years ago." Beca remembered.
"That night I almost lost you." Chloe remembered.
"But you didn't; You helped me realize that just because I have one bad DJ'ing gig, I shouldn't let it get to me." Beca remembered.
"Exactly!" Chloe agreed.
"Hard to believe; 13 years ago, you and I met during my freshman year at Barden. Back then, I never saw myself joining an acapella group. And if I hadn't become a Bella, we wouldn't be where we are today." Beca said.
"So, I guess you can say you're glad your father made you join a club on campus?" Chloe asked.
"Definitely. In fact, aside from being a Bella, there's one other thing I'm grateful for from our years at Barden." Beca said.
"Meeting Jesse?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah. In fact, I'm glad he and I reunited last year." Beca said.
"And I'm glad I reunited with Chicago last year as well." Chloe said.
"And just think; in just over a month, I'll be marrying Jesse and you'll be marrying Chicago..." Beca said.
"Yeah. Hard to believe our big day is almost here." Chloe said.
"But why we did we agree to have the double wedding on Thanksgiving Weekend?" Beca asked.
"I figured it'd be easier for our parents to get time off from their jobs to make the trip up here." Chloe said.
"Okay. I guess that makes sense." Beca said.
Just then, Chloe's phone rang. She noticed Aubrey's name on the caller ID and answered it.
"Hey, Aubrey. What's up?" Chloe asked, smiling.
"Chloe, it's an emergency; Stacie's been rushed to the hospital!" Aubrey said, concerned.
"What?! What's wrong with her?" Chloe asked, also concerned.
"Kyle called me an hour ago and said Stacie fell down the stairs." Aubrey explained.
"OMG, should we meet you at the hospital?" Chloe asked.
"I'm not at the hospital. I'm at Stacie's house watching her daughters while Kyle's over at the hospital with Stacie." Aubrey said.
"Okay. I'll text the other Bellas and let them know what's going on." Chloe said.
"Good. I'll call you later." Aubrey said, hanging up.
"What's going on?" Beca asked.
"Apparently, Stacie fell down the stairs of her house and is now in the hospital." Chloe recapped.
"What?! We'll she be okay?" Beca asked.
"I sure hope so. I'm going to text the other Bellas the situation right now." Chloe said.
With that, she typed a group text to the other Bellas saying "ALERT: Stacie fell down the stairs and is in the hospital." About five minutes later, she started to get a flood of replies from the other Bellas wishing Stacie a speedy recovery.
About one hour later, Kyle arrived at the hospital and met Stacie in the exam room.
"Hey, babe. I'm here." Kyle said.
"Finally! What took you so long?" Stacie asked.
"I had to wait for Aubrey to show up at the house. I couldn't leave Kim and Bella home alone." Kyle explained.
"Ah, okay. Well, the doctors just took my X-rays and I'm still waiting for the results. If anything, I'll probably be here all night." Stacie said.
"Well, I'm here for you no matter what." Kyle said.
"What about the girls? Are they still asleep?" Stacie asked.
"As far as I know. Aubrey's staying at our place tonight." Kyle said.
"Okay. Hopefully I'll get discharged before they have to go to school in the morning." Stacie said.
Stacie and Kyle anxiously waited a few hours for the X-ray results. They were both hoping it'd be nothing too serious. During that wait, they both eventually fell asleep until about 2am when a female doctor finally came in with the results.
"Stacie Masterson?" The doctor said, entering the room.
"Yes?" Stacie asked.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Carlson. I have the results of your X-rays." She said.
"How bad is it, doctor?" Stacie asked.
"Well, according to your X-rays, you have what we'd call a green stick fracture. A minor fracture, but it'll still take a while to heal." Dr. Carlson explained.
"Oh, no." Stacie said, worried.
"How did this happen?" Dr. Carlson asked.
"Our youngest daughter left one of her dolls at the top of the stairs. My wife tripped on it and took a nasty fall down the stairs." Kyle recapped.
"I see. Well, one thing I definitely recommend you two do is talk to your daughter about picking up after herself so this doesn't happen again." Dr. Carlson said.
"We're way ahead of you on that." Stacie said.
"So, since it's a minor fracture, I'm going to give you an air boot you can use. It kind of works like a cast, except you can take it off when you take a shower, and you can at least use crutches to get around. But might I recommend you stay off the fractured leg as much as possible for the next eight weeks?" Dr. Carlson explained.
"Eight weeks?" Stacie asked, shocked.
"That's about how long it's going to take for that leg to completely heal." Dr. Carlson said.
"Aw, man; what about the wedding? I'm supposed to be a bridesmaid in five weeks." Stacie remembered.
"Relax; you unfortunately won't be completely healed by then, but as long as you stay off the fractured leg as much as possible, you should be fine enough for the wedding." Dr. Carlson said, giving Stacie a little bit of hope.
"Okay." Stacie said, feeling slightly better.
"I also definitely recommend you avoid going up and down the stairs as much as possible." Dr. Carslon added.
"Okay. One more question: What about my job at the dance studio I teach at? Should I call there in the morning and tell them I'm on forced medical leave?" Stacie asked.
"Absolutely. At best I'd say you should tell them you'll be on medical leave until New Year's at the latest. And if they ask for a doctor's note, I can gladly write you one." Dr. Carlson said.
"Okay." Stacie said.
"Now, I'll go ahead and get you that air boot. I'll be right back." Dr. Carlson said, exiting the room.
"I wish I never tripped on that doll." Stacie said, feeling bummed.
"I know. But all we can do is hope that Bella learns something from all of this." Kyle said.
"Yeah. Well, the only good thing to come out of all of this...I don't have to go to work for the rest of the year." Stacie said.
"Yeah. Don't be so sad, okay." Kyle said, hugging his wife before the doctor returned.
"Okay. I have returned with your air boot. Let's make sure this'll fit on your foot." Dr. Carlson said as she tried to put the boot on.
"It's a perfect fit." Stacie said.
"Well, good thing we found the right size on the first try. I also brought for you some crutches to use if you ever need them." Dr. Carlson said.
"Thank you. They just might come in handy if I need to go anyplace." Stacie said.
"Alright, let me check with the staff and see if your release papers are ready." Dr. Carlson said before stepping out to do so.
Stacie was discharged by about 5am that morning before she and Kyle headed home.