A/N: This is a bit of a filler-ish chapter but don't worry, I am building towards something. It proved harder to write than I expected.

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Here's chapter Five!

Chapter 5 - After the Announcement

"You're going to be on TELEVISION!"

Beca is walking back from the ladies room, lost in thought, as she thinks about the implications of Bumper's announcement. His words playing over and over again in her head.

"You're going to be on TELEVISION!"

Each time it replays Beca wonders what her response should be. It's a chance to be on television. This is supposed to be something everyone want, right?

Bumper's pronouncement had at first been met with shocked silence, but then a cheer had gone up. Beca's pretty sure started by a couple of the Trebblemakers. It then swept through the entire crowd. Even Beca found herself cheering.

It could be a really big break for Amy and Bumper.

Yet now, after the wave of exuberance passes, Beca finds herself questioning what this means for her, and should she even consider turning down the opportunity.

Bumper had spoken more about the proposed television show, but Beca couldn't hear him over the din of the crowd, much less concentrate. The crowd was too restless, excited chatter too loud, the buzz of excitement masking anything he had to say.

Fat Amy realizing this rather quickly, jumped in. "Alright my aca-awesome guests! We'll talk more tomorrow. But for now it's time to be congratulating me on the engagement!" She had flashed her ring, that she must have been hiding before now, because there's absolutely no way anyone could miss that rock. Ostentatious, like it's proud owner. "Now let's get this party started! Turn up the music! Get on the dance floor and take this party to a twelve!"

The crowd responded to Amy's declaration, women flocking around her to gush over the ring and to give her hugs. Men surrounded Bumper and clapped him on the back and shook his hand. The music in the background was turned up, and for the first time this evening the dance floor in the VIP room had really come alive with the swaying of dancing bodies.

Beca had used this distraction to slip away. She really needed a moment to think. Thankfully Jesse was doing another shot, with Johnny this time, so she was able to excuse herself from his clique of friends, and used the rush of people heading towards the dance floor to provide her momentum towards the ladies room.

Lost in thought, Beca doesn't notice she's no longer alone in the hallway till movement causes her to lift her eyes off the floor. Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees Chloe coming directly towards her.

Before the smaller brunette can react, the animated redhead practically tackles her; correction, does tackle Beca.

The tiny brunette loses her balance as the very excited redhead wraps her arms around her. Beca yelps in surprise as she falls backwards, which ends in a dispirited grunt as the taller girl lands directly on top of her. They land hard, Beca's eyes squeeze shut, and she growls, "Beale!"

Chloe giggles but then sounds remorseful, "Oh, sorry!"

Opening her eyes one at a time, Beca finds herself looking directly into, what are still, the bluest eyes she has ever seen. Those eyes! Her breath hitches at the proximity of Chloe's face to hers. She notes that Chloe's face does not appear apologetic. Instead Chloe is the visage of enthusiasm mixed with a pinch of intoxication, sporting the widest smile Beca has ever seen, and with Chloe Beale that's saying something.

"Dude!" All Beca can express as the weight of the redhead is fully on top of her.

In her ardor Chloe ignores Beca's initial sound of discomfort and squeals, "We're going to perform together again!" Crushing her best friend in an energetic hug.

"Uhh, Chloe... Air... Need... Air…" Beca wheezes out.

An inebriated Chloe is a little lost in her best friend's grey blue eyes, still perfectly highlighted with dark mascara, though maybe not as much as when she'd first seen the tiny alt-girl on the quad back at Barden now over five years ago.

"Chloe? Air?"

The redhead is abruptly cognizant of where she is and more importantly where Beca is. Chloe freezes as realization she's on top of her bestie. Frozen in place the only part of Chloe able to move seems to be her eyes which dilate ever so slightly more.

Beca is actually amazed that Chloe's eyes have somehow managed to expand, but the redhead hasn't moved off of her. "Chloe!"

Chloe wakes from her stupor, and scrambles to get up. Both women scramble to their knees. "I'm so happy that none of the Bellas witnessed that," says Beca.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Chloe responds sheepishly. "Could you imagine the teasing if any of them saw us in such a compromising position?"

Beca chuckles, "Especially Fat Amy."

"Though Lily probably did see," laughs Chloe as she starts to get up.

Beca nods, "It's always been amazing…". She extends her hand.

"And unnerving," interjects Chloe, she takes Beca's hand.

"Definitely unnerving how perceptive Lily actually is of what's going on around her."

As the redhead helps the smaller friend to her feet, she can't help herself and pulls Beca into another hug. She exclaims, "Isn't it exciting? We're going to get to perform together again!"

Beca drops her eyes to the floor and mumbles, "Uhh... Yeah... I guess."

Chloe immediately steps back, though maintaining her hold on Beca's arms. "What's wrong? Aren't you excited for this opportunity?" The redhead stares intently at Beca, who suddenly has trouble making eye contact.

"What Becs?"

"Look, I'm flattered, and a little intrigued, but I want to make music, to produce... You know," Beca shrugs, "This seems like I'm putting it off again. Like I'm not moving forward with my dreams." She gives a lopsided grin and casts her eyes down again in embarrassment, not wanting to see the disappointment in her best friend's eyes.

Chloe lowers her voice and whispers, "Hey, I understand; but I think you're looking at this in the wrong light. This is going to be an amazing opportunity to show all that talent you have. You know what the Bellas are capable of, and who better to bring that to the audience?"

"You, Posen, probably Legacy," answers Beca with a slight smirk, raising her eyes to meet Chloe's.

"Come on, you know that's not true Becs. We can lead the girls, but you're the one who gives them their sound."

Beca's cheeks redden with blush. Smiling sheepishly as Chloe continues. She tries deflecting the praise, point out the obvious talents of Chloe, Emily, and the other girls, but the redheaded whirlwind blows past every defense or argument the young DJ throws at her.

"Look Beca, if you're worried about your job, take it to them. See what they think. If they say no dice, then you have cover when you tell Amy you can't take part."

"That's actually really good advice, Chlo."

"You didn't expect that, did ya?"

"Not with the amount you've had."

"Pphhh…" Chloe loudly blows out. "This is nothing. Our celebration after Worlds, that was drinking."

"True Red."

"So you in?"

Beca hesitates, "I…"

"You know Becs, I'm going to not stop till you agree."

And Chloe doesn't until Beca finally does what she always does when it comes to Chloe Beale, gives in and agrees.

"Now, let me through, all the jiggle juice has left me needing to pee!"

"OMG Chlo! TMI!"

"Save me a dance?"

"You think I'm going to dance with you?"

"Yep!"

"Yeah, I'll save you a dance…"

"Yay!"

"You're so weird!"

"Yet you still love me…" States Chloe as she disappears into the bathroom.

"Yeah… I... do…"

Beca turns back down the hall and makes her way towards the music. Despite what she said to Chloe, she does still have lingering doubts."

"Beca... Beca! Becaaw!" Jesse engulfs Beca in a hug, easily picking up the diminutive DJ and giving her a twirl. His grin grows hearing her indignant squeak of a protest.

Beca quickly surmises Jesse is even more inebriated than Chloe.

Breathlessly he sets her back on her feet, and laughs as he sees her expression. This only earns him a much deeper patented Beca glare. Grinning, Jesse steps back, hands up in surrender, quickly saying, "I think we should take part in Bumper's show."

"I agree..."

"Now I know what you're going to say Beca, but hear me out. This is..."

"I said I agree…"

"... going to be a great opportunity for you to show the world your talent. You are a musical genius, and let's face it the sound of the Bellas. They would never have won without you. Now we have a chance to showcase your incredible talents to a television audience! This can..."

"Jesse, I said I agree..."

"... be a chance for... Wait what?" Jesse really wasn't expecting Beca to agree so fast. Sure she loves to perform on stage, but she still is a rather solitary introvert at heart.

"I Said I agree Jesse. This really will be a great opportunity. As long as my work agrees."

Jesse engulfs Beca in another hug, and again twirls the tiny brunette around with a triumphant cheer. "This is so great Beca! We're going to have such a great time I promise you it'll open doors."

"Put me down you big nerd," cries Beca, but Jesse's laughter and mirth are infectious. Soon the little badass is laughing too and she gives her boyfriend a kiss.

Reluctantly Jesse sets the love of his life down while saying, "That was remarkably easier than I expected. I thought for sure I would have to really lay on the charm."

"Charm?"

"Oh you know it babe…"

"Don't call me babe…"

"... I would've been all Cary Grant suave, James Bond cool, and you'd have had no choice but swoon…"

"Is that right?"

"Yeah, but you already agreed, so I don't have to pull out the big guns."

"You would have if Chloe hadn't already," answers Beca. She's looking down at her feet as Jesse set her down, and missed a shadow creep across Jesse's features. As quickly as it appears it's gone, so Beca doesn't notice the change in his demeanor, and instead looks up, returning his grin.

"Chloe was here?"

Beca laughs, remembering the most recent encounter, "Was she ever! Girl literally tackled me. Personal space has never been an obstacle for that crazy redhead."

Jesse swallows, desperate to moisten his suddenly very dry mouth, "Yeah, at least with you."

Beca is actually pretty excited now, and misses Jesse's sli. She goes on, "Chloe actually made the same compelling arguments you were making. It's too good an opportunity for us to miss. We should seize the opportunity and see where it takes us."

"Yeah," Jesse manages as Beca continues, oblivious to her boyfriends demeanor. He half heartedly listening as he again worries about the only thing he knows that could keep him from getting his happily ever after with the girl of his dreams; one Chloe Beale.

Chloe returns to the main VIP room, a little bummed Beca wasn't in the hallway when she returned from the ladies room. The party seems to have taken it up a notch or two. Everyone seems to be having a great time socializing and more people are dancing.

Most of the Bellas from Chloe's time, are mingling on the edge of the crowded dance floor. She doesn't see Beca, so decides to head over to them. On the way there though Fat Amy moves and Chloe's gaze fall upon Beca, she's again tight against Jesse's side, but at least they're both with the Bellas.

Sliding up next to Denise, Chloe hears Beca telling Ashley about her gig at Club Exchange.

"... It was AMAZING! I haven't experienced a gig like that ever before."

"I wish I had been there," says Ashley.

Denise declares, "Yeah! Chloe's tweets and Instagrams made it sound awesome!"

Lily mumbles something that sounds like she was in the rafters, but Chloe's head snaps towards the overly quiet Bella when she thinks she hears, "Blew up his car for touching you." Chloe's jaw drops and she stares wide-eyed as Lily shrugs, smiles, and disappears into the crowd.

Jessica is talking up Chloe's mad social media skills, which brings her attention back to this group of friends. She blushes at Jessica's words.

Everyone is so focused on Beca nobody notes the shadow that splays across Jesse's features. It comes and goes quickly.

"Well it looks like I'm going to be DJing there again this Thursday, if you can hang around for the week…"

Chloe's ears perk up at this news. She didn't know that Beca had another gig already lined up. Jesse must be surprised too, because he asks, "You have another show?"

Beca nods, "Yeah, just got confirmation when we were getting ready, but got so distracted I forgot to tell you all."

"That would be so cool…" Jessica declares.

"... But the business isn't going to sell itself." Adds Ashley.

Jessica continues, "If we want clients, we need to get back to Atlanta."

Ashley carries on, "We're still too new to the scene. We need to get our names out there…"

Jessica picks up, "... Build our reputation…"

"... Our brand." Finishes Ashley.

"That's too bad," replies Beca, "but I totally get it."

"Lucky for me, I planned on being here for the week, so I'm definitely in." Denise says, then looks to Jesse and asks, "What about you Jesse? Will you be at Club Exchange for Beca's triumphant return"

Jesse pulls Beca back into a tight embrace and smiles broadly in pride. "You know it!" Chloe' a bit surprised to hear a slight slur to Jesse's words. She's known Jesse for years now, it's rare that he ever gets drunk. She refocuses as he continues. "I never miss a chance to see My Girl perform!"

Chloe just happens to be looking at Beca at this moment and sees Beca scrunch up her nose, a look of distaste which Beca has perfected over the years. Chloe averts her eyes though as Jesse has turned Beca towards him, and planted a kiss on her lips, never noticing Beca's reaction.

Jesse flashes his goofy grin. "Now I want to take My Girl to dance!" He steps back and gives an exaggerated bow and wave of his hand then presents an arm for her to take. Beca rolls her eyes, but accepts Jesse's arm and steps towards the dance floor. His grin grows from ear to ear and he leans in and kisses her cheek, then still holding tight to his girlfriend, starts leading her deep into the crowd of dancers.

Chloe watches this silently. It's not the first time she's seen this scenario nor does she think it's the last. But it still hurts, a cold dagger in her heart. She's not sure why, but this time also makes her a bit furious. Maybe she didn't like Jesse referring to Beca as 'My Girl'; the reference just too possessive.

Chloe sighs in resignation, turns to her friends with a forced small smile, "I don't know about anyone else, but I could use another drink," declares Chloe. Without waiting to see if anyone else was also interested, Chloe turns about on her heels and makes her way to the bar.

Jessica and Ashley indicate they could use another drink as well, and move up to each of her sides. Chloe smiles and throws her arms over each of their shoulders, and the three friends chat away about the wedding business as they make their way to the bar.

Chloe looks up as they approach to see Aubrey, leaning against the bar, talking to a handsome blonde, dressed in a sharp looking sports jacket.

Watching her friend, Chloe is impressed with how confident and self assured Aubrey is. As she watches, the man pulls out his mobile phone as Aubrey does the same. In short order the two trade numbers, and then the man wanders off.

Having witnessed this, Chloe, Ashley, and Jessica quickly make their way to the now open spot by the bar. Aubrey sees them coming and rolls her eyes in an excellent impersonation of Beca. She holds her hand up in an effort to forestall the coming Beale over exuberance. "Chloe…"

"Bree!"

"Calm your tits Beale. Yes he seems like a nice guy, yes I traded contact info with him, and yes I hope we meet up for coffee later this week. But I'm not going to get myself all wound up. I'm on vacation, this is casual. If he doesn't call," she shrugs, "then I'm cool too."

"If he doesn't call, then he's an idiot. You're lookin Hot tonight," is Chloe's response. "But I'm glad you got this attitude. Feels right. And you're right, you three are on vacation, and tonight's a party. Let's drink to friends having the time of our lives!"

They all can agree to this and the four women line up at the bar and place their drink orders. And yes Chloe can't help but glance over to the dance floor and spy Beca dancing with Jesse, but she quickly refocuses as her drink is delivered and taps her glass to the others as Aubrey makes a toast.

Chloe's laugh is one of Beca's favorite things, so when she hears it, her attention is immediately drawn. Looking over, Beca sees the bubbly redhead surrounded by a small group of Bellas, obviously as entertaining as ever. All eyes are on her, regaling the Bellas with what is no doubt another of their misadventure. Periodically Chloe bursts into her infectious laughter, and her friends just can't help but join in.

Beca watches Chloe and Aubrey toasting with Lily, Denise, Ashley and Jessica at the bar, and she wishes she was there. It's not like she doesn't like dancing. She does, a lot, being in the Bellas, she had no choice. But tonight she's just not feeling it. She would much rather be at the bar right now taking part in what looks to be a fun and lively conversation. She glances over and sees the girls raising their glasses again and laughing as they take another drink. Yes that just looks more fun at the moment.

Jesse takes ahold of her shoulders and maneuvers Beca around, so now she can no longer see her friends at the bar. Beca refocuses on him, smiles in return of his goofy grin. Still Beca can't help but feel like something is off.

There's something different in Jesse's dancing, and when he takes Beca's hand for a twirl, he doesn't release it. He maintains his hold as he spins the brunette about, and then pulls her in tight. Beca finds herself pressed flush against Jesse, held tightly. Jesse's hands move slowly down Her sides.

Beca expected Jesse to release her, but he doesn't, he maintains a strong grip. Nothing painful, but there is a control being maintained. There's something possessive in how Jesse is holding her. He uses his hands to sway Beca's movements.

This is not how Beca likes to dance. It's too constricting, too out of her control. Unbidden Beca thinks of how it is to dance with Chloe. Yes there's contact, but it's more natural to the flow of the music, in sync with the rhythm. Chloe doesn't try to control her movements, but instead looks to make her movements a compliment to the music and a bridge for Beca to feel the rhythm.

Still it's been awhile since she's danced with Jesse, so she wonders if maybe he's just trying to make up for lost time. With a sigh of resignation she allows herself to be led on the dance floor and wills her body to relax into Jesse's.

Aubrey is watching Chloe, her friend's attention has been and still is on the dance floor, and in particular on a certain escapee from a Tolken novel. She's worried about her best friend. She's woken from her thoughts when she feels a nudge from behind. A little annoyed she spins about ready to give a piece of her mind when she's confronted by the woman of the hour.

"Amy! Congratulations! I'm so happy for you!" Aubrey gives the blonde Australian a huge hug. "And surprisingly happy for Bumper as well."

"Thanks Cap'n, it means a lot." Fat Amy looks so happy, which is somewhat strange to Aubrey, because Amy always looks happy. She's the original free spirit. Yet there's something different in how she's comporting herself, something more real.

Amy asks, "How are you enjoying yourself, Captain, my Captain?"

Aubrey looks down at her Australian friend, with a very satisfied smile, "You know I'm alright, great even. Thanks again for the invite, it's aca-awesome. I'm having a really great time. So that was some announcement you and Bumper made."

"Yeah! Really wanted to surprise the lot of you"

Aubrey chuckles and lifts her Scotch in salute. "Well you did that."

Amy takes a very earnest demeanor. "What do you think? You onboard?"

Aubrey pauses before answering, mulling her answer. Part of her wants to jump on this opportunity. She misses the competition, misses the camaraderie of the Bellas. Singing at the Worlds was a small taste of what she had been missing and it left her wanting more. But she also has this new life and new career opportunity. Would she be able to leave that? Would she have to leave that? Could she have both?

"I'm intrigued Amy, I'm really intrigued. Let's say that, but I'm going to have to hear more details. Part of the reason I'm out here is for a new career opportunity that has presented itself, and I'm not sure I want to jeopardize it."

Amy studies her for a second or two, and then grins in that Fat Amy fashion. The kind that makes Aubrey remember the time Fat Amy convinced a good portion of the Bellas to go skinny dipping in the Dean's pool, so a bit unnerving. "Figured Captain. It's the same with all the Bellas I've been talking to. Heck Flo wasn't even able to join us tonight. All I ask is that you come the brunch tomorrow and let me lay it all out. That and have an open mind."

Aubrey raises her glass again. "I can do that." Amy's smile is huge as she raises her glass and the two friends tap their glasses and finish the contents in one big gulp.

The boisterous blonde then says something that's totally Fat Amy, which causes Aubrey to blush, but also smile. Aubrey is about to respond when she hears her best friend say, "Amy! And Chloe is suddenly hugging Fat Amy and loudly conveying her congratulations, which in turn brings Ashley and Jessica.

Aubrey steps back, and mentally makes a decision she's been mulling over. She's decided that she'll be staying in California for the summer. There's a lot going on here, and she has a feeling she'll be needed. Her eyes fall on her best friend as she thinks that last part.

"Becs, I love this song! C'mon, let's dance one more." Says Jesse loudly as he takes Beca's hand and holds her on the dance floor.

Beca's not even sure what song it is, so she's sure Jesse doesn't either, but he's so excited, she allows herself to be kept for another.

Jesse places his hands around Beca's waist and pulls her closer, with her hands on his shoulders as they begin swaying to the music. They're totally off beat, and in no way in rhythm, but Jesse looks so happy, Beca can't help be give him a soft smile. This leads Jesse's eyes to widen and his smile to grow, and Beca wonders what's going on in his head.

One moment Jesse's being warm and caring, then he's being a rude jerk. Mostly he's been his typical goofy charming self, but there's just been something off about him tonight. His actions this evening are out of character. Beca's seen him drink, but it's been a long time since he's drank like tonight. She's seen him in group settings, but she's never felt less a part of his group.

Now though the look on his face is one she recognizes, one similar to the night of their first riff-off, or at the victory party after the Bellas first win. She's surprised when she realizes she's missed that look.

Jesse tightens his hold on her hips and lifts Beca up. She does not squeal in surprise, nope that's her story and that's her only story. He's grinning up at her, and she knows he's already planning on teasing her later for the squeal, which did not happen, she's adamant. He spins her about and she's happy with his whole attitude, and her smile conveys it.

She scolds Jesse in a playful manner, and he laughs deeply while sweeping her small frame up again. There was a time when Beca really enjoyed this feeling, Jesse's arms are strong and safe, and she finds she's missed it; but while it is a pleasant feeling, it's not the same.

Jesse spins the two of them about a few more times and then places Beca back on the floor. A flash of red catches her attention and Beca turns in time to see Chloe hugging Fat Amy, and instigating a group hug. A small smile passes over Beca's lips. She turns her attention back to Jesse, who's now pulling back; his demeanor altered. Too late Beca realizes Jesse had been leaning in for a kiss. She moves forward and tries to fix the error with a kiss, but with him pulling back it comes off chaste.

Beca feels Jesse's hands tighten on her hips again and he pulls her in close again. They kiss and he spins the two of them about. The kiss however is forced, Beca tries to melt into it, but Jesse's too insistent, too hard, there's too much control.

The song shifts again and Beca pulls away. "I want another drink. Do you want another?" She's actually hoping he says no. But he nods and takes her hand and places it into the crook of his arm, tucking it against his side as they make their way to the bar.

Beca wants to go where Chloe and Aubrey are talking to Fat Amy, but Jesse's already guiding them to where Benji and Emily are. As they approach however the USC Buddies and a contingent of Trebblemakers push forward and hand Jesse a tequila shot. Bumper is there and they want to do a toast. Beca accepts a shot and takes part in the toast.

Another shot of tequila is thrust in Jesse's hand, and Beca uses the distraction to move back. As the third shot is being downed by Jesse and the Trebblemakers, Beca has extricated herself from the group and she's moving away.

She's surprised to find Emily walking in step with her. "I needed to be away from that group too." Says Emily as Beca looks over.

Beca nods. "They are a handful."

"It's more than that Beca. There's this weird competitive vibe going on. I don't envy them the hangovers they'll be sporting tomorrow."

"You don't think you'll be hurting tomorrow?"

Emily nods, "Oh I'll have one, but I've been drinking water throughout the night. Benjii's been making sure." Emily casts a look over her shoulder. "Those guys? Not so much."

"How's Benji doing?"

"He'll be good, Coca Cola is the strongest thing he's been drinking. He's tired from the trip."

Looking over her own shoulder Beca replies, "Kinda wish Jesse was doing the same." She winces as she watches Jesse down his fourth or fifth shot.

More time passes and most people are having a great time; Jesse however is not. It's been a long while since he consumed this much alcohol

Jesse's not a jealous person; not usually, but he's becoming one. He will never admit it, but there are times he really hates Chloe Beale. Tonight is one of those nights.

It wasn't always this way. In fact he used to really like her. But over time, something changed; he grew jealous. Since Beca's move to California it's only increased; because of course Beca didn't come alone. No her redheaded shadow had to follow. Had to insert herself into his dream. Had to delay the inevitable.

Jesse's jealous of the redhead because with little perceptible effort she was able to slip past all of Beca's walls. He's jealous that Chloe can get an affectionate gaze from Beca just for walking into the room, affection that he has to pull off the perfect date to ever get. Jealous that for all their intimacy, he's certain that there are layers to Beca Mitchell that only Chloe Beale has ever seen.

Just seeing the redhead with Beca this evening has Jesse's insides twisted in knots. He knows it's stupid, petty, and beneath him. It's ridiculous, because he's never been that guy.

Of all things, he's not supposed to be jealous. Jealousy isn't supposed to be for the guy who has everything. He's in a very prestigious graduate program, at the preeminent film school in the country. He has a job at a small but successful sound engineer company, which is giving him valuable experience. He and his buddies are going to work on a Steven Spielberg production, for freaks sake.

But all that pales in comparison to having Beca.

Beca is his greatest accomplishment. Beca, the first and only woman he's ever actually been in love with. He'd dated a few girls before meeting the beautiful yet sulky little alt-girl, but none had really made him feel the way Beca does.

So why was their story on hold?

He only had one answer; Chloe Beale.

He's sure she's the only impediment to his and Beca's happily ever after.

Jesse looks over and spies Chloe returning to the VIP room, and realizes she's making a beeline for Beca. Of course she is; he's watched the entire night as Beca and Chloe mingle with their friends as well as with some of Amy and Bumper's new acquaintances. Still no matter where they were during the evening the two friends always seem to gravitate back to one another. They're both always aware of one another, no matter where they are in the room.

Jesse makes a decision that Beca should be gravitating towards him, and so gets up and quickly makes his way toward his girlfriend. Even in his inebriated state, Jesse's able to get to Beca first. She's talking with Stacie and hasn't noticed Chloe coming over. Luck is also on Jesse's side as Unicycle intercepts Chloe.

"C'mon Becs!" he says excitedly, grabbing Beca's hand and pulling her toward the dance floor. Both Beca and Stacie are shocked by this sudden intrusion, but Jesse doesn't care.

Beca pulls her hand and while she doesn't break his grasp, she does slow him down and make him turn. "What the fuck Dude!?"

Jesse, still holding tight to his girlfriend, "C'mon Becs, I really want to dance and be with my girl."

Beca fixes him with a glare. "Well Jesse, maybe I don't want to dance! Maybe I was in a conversation that you rudely interrupted."

"I'm sorry Becs, I wasn't thinking…"

"You got that right…"

"Can we talk over there," he points to some tables in the corner that are currently empty. "Please. I really want to apologize."

He looks truly remorseful, and he tries to convey all his sincerity, and he can see Beca's gray blue eyes soften. He can hear her sigh, and he knows that she's still in love with him. She nods and he smiles, hoping it's not too goofy, though Beca's eye roll indicates it may have been.

He starts leading her away just before Chloe arrives. As he steps away he casts another look towards Chloe glad that Beca hadn't noticed. He feels that he's won this round.

Jesse leads Beca to a table with a side stop at the bar. Beca voices concern about getting more alcohol, but Jesse's able to convince her. He walks her to the corner table and guides his tiny DJ down next to him, suggesting they sit and watch the crowd for a little while, as they drink.

Again Beca is less than thrilled and so Jesse goes full apology mode, making sure Beca knows that he recognizes he's been an ass. It takes time a lot of self deprecating humor, and multiple promises, but he does manage to fix his momentary lapse in judgment.

"Can we dance some more? You're usually working at the clubs, so we rarely dance."

Beca again looks at him, there's still a hint of anger, but he can also see that she knows he speaks the truth. Beca nods and he gives her a quick kiss.

Jesse's confidence really starts to return as he leads his girlfriend to the dance floor. With a flourish he twirls the tiny DJ around as they step onto the dance floor. He pulls her back around and then into his body before smoothly guiding the petite brunette into a dip.

Caught off guard Beca looks up at her longtime boyfriend and says, "Whoa dude! What's gotten into you?"

Jesse smiles at her, and brings her back up and into a kiss. When he pulls back he just looks deeply into Beca's eyes and says, "I'm just in love."

Chloe is walking back from the ladies room and heading over to Beca. She's kind of hoping to get the tiny DJ to dance with her. They haven't danced yet this night.

"Chloe?"

The redhead turns and nods with a smile.

"Oh my god!" exclaims Unicycle as he pulls Chloe into a hug, "You look so good!"

This has now happened a few times to Chloe throughout this evening, so many times that it's no longer a shock for Chloe; though the timing of this one could have been better. She looks over to see Jesse leading Beca away. She's disappointed that she missed an opportunity to ask Beca to dance.

She's still listening to Unicycle but watching Beca be led away when she sees Jesse cast a look in her direction. Chloe can't help but feel that the look from Jesse is a challenge of some sort.

She sighs and refocuses on Uni, and gives him enough attention to fake her way through the conversation. It's not that she doesn't want to catch up with Unicycle, but she just wants to be talking with someone else now.

The redhead fakes the conversation for another couple of minutes, and then begs off, making up an excuse to walk away. Bumper is starting to tell another story, and Unicycle is distracted enough by that, Chloe is able to leave without feeling bad.

Not feeling like anymore conversations at this moment, Chloe heads back to the bar, and the tall flirty bartender. He spots her and asks, "Moscow Mule?"

Chloe smiles and nods.

The bartender flashes his most charming smile. "I'm Nick, by the way."

It is a charming smile. Chloe returns her winning smile. "Chloe."

Nick flashes another charming smile and strikes up another conversation. This time though Chloe stops him though. She apologizes but tells him that she's really not in the mood for any conversation. Nick looks at her a moment and Chloe can see him calculating, years of experience talking to customers and pretty young women being used to judge this moment and this young woman. The calculation must have been to give her space, because he gives her the ordered drink, smiles and walks away.

Chloe smiles, holds her glass in salute to Nick and takes a deep swig of the sweet drink. Nick stays attentive though, and is there with a second before Chloe can set her empty glass on the bar.

It's when Chloe is exchanging her empty third glass for a fresh fourth that Chloe notices Stacie making her way over. She gives Chloe a grim smile as she asks, "How are you doing Red?"

Chloe finishes another long pull on her new Moscow Mule, relishing the vodka and lime taste in her mouth, and tries to throw her longtime friend and compatriot a smile. "I'm fine.

"Yeah, that's the word I'd use."

"Stacie… I mean… What do you mean?"

"Well here you're at, what's now an engagement party, for one of your best friends, in a room full of even more friends. But you are alone at the bar, guzzling alcohol like prohibition is about to begin again. Usually means anything but fine," says Stacie as she signals the bartender for a drink.

"Oh, you know, just feeling a little lonely," answers Chloe as she scans the room. Her eyes lingering where a certain small DJ is currently sitting with her boyfriend, who again has his arm around her waist. The couple appear to be having a heartfelt conversation.

"Oh," was all Stacie says as she takes a drink of her cranberry vodka.

Chloe swallows the rest of her drink and she can feel the alcohol already begin to take her buzz to another level. Not for the first time Chloe regrets not eating more during the day.

Nick is back immediately with another Moscow Mule in hand. Stacie signals for him to stay as she looks at her longtime friend. She says, "You know what, I'm in the mood to do a shot, care to join me?"

Chloe smiles and replies "Always!" Stacie nods satisfied and orders two shots. Chloe misses what Stacie orders, and asks, "What are we having?"

Nick smirks as he places the shots in front of them. Stacie does too as she answers, "Something totally appropriate…"

"What?"

Stacie's flashes her million dollars smile and says, "Redheaded Sluts of course."

Chloe bursts into laughter. Stacie lifted her glass towards Chloe, "Cheers! Here's to a drunken night of being single, and that not being a bad thing."

Chloe looks at her tall friend warmly, "You know Stacie, you're really good at this."

"I know," the brunette says with a sexy smirk, nodding as she picks up her drink, swirling the contents around the glass. "I'm glad you noticed."

Aubrey signals the bartender and orders a glass of single malt scotch, neat, with three drops of water. She had just escaped Fat Amy and Bumper who had started to regale their guests with how they had debauched the 'It's a Small World' ride at Disneyland. Aubrey had just had to leave at that point.

"I think Aubrey's going to be quite smashed if she continues to get pulled into conversations with Fat Amy," observes Chloe, watching Aubrey gulp down her signature Scotch neat.

Stacie downs her shot and says, "Alcohol is great at numbing."

"I think Aubrey's not going to be the only one drunk," giggles Chloe, her words a little slurred.

Aubrey looks at her two friends as she accepts another Scotch. "Protect me from Fat Amy Chloe..."

"Of course Aubrey. You know what? We have not danced yet. How can we, of all people, be at a club, and really haven't got our groove thing on?"

Stacie nods and says, "Reds right… How are we not shaking our asses for all to see?"

Aubrey smiles and says, "We must rectify this immediately!" And with that the three women link arms and march with a purpose to the dance floor. By appearances alone the trio attracts notice, but as the three fall into the rhythm of the music, and begin to sway their hips, and move in all the right ways they become a show unto themselves.

People closest to the trio are starting to stop and watch as the three women put on a sexy spectacle. Individually each of the women are total knockouts, but dancing together is el fuego. And they truly are dancing. Aubrey, Stacie, and Chloe are dancing their asses off.

This has the effect of attracting the other Bellas, who join the trio. In short order all the Bellas in attendance, save one are together on the dance floor. And though her favorite Bella isn't with her, Chloe finds herself really happy.

Walking off the dance floor, Jesse notices Beca's attention being caught by Chloe's laugh. Even in his mood and perspective he knows it's a beautiful laugh, a laugh that everyone loves. He notes that Beca's mouth pulls at the corners, into a soft smile that he recognizes as Chloe's smile.

Beca turns to Jesse and tells him she's going to dance with the Bellas. Jesse translates that she's going to dance with Chloe. Before he can say anything, she turns on her heels and starts making her way to the Bellas, but in Jesse's mind she's going to Chloe.

Watching Beca walk away Jesse makes a split second decision and follows quickly. He slides up behind Beca and slips his arm around her waist. "I think you owe me at least one more dance," Jesse says with a bit of an exaggerated whine.

He can tell she was caught by surprise by this gesture. Her quick change of demeanor clearly tells him that Beca is not pleased. Beca glares at him, "Jesse, I've danced with you all night. Now I'm going to dance with my friends."

Jesse knows he's making a mistake, but he can't help himself. It's worked throughout the night, so he goes all puppy dog. Where earlier in the evening Beca's eyes softened at such antics, now they harden.

"Seriously dude, what the fuck?" Beca hisses, not wanting to make a scene. Jesse barely hears Beca's words, but her eyes convey the message loud and clear.

Jesse tries giving Beca his best big puppy dog eyes. It seems to have the exact opposite of it's intended effect. Beca rolls her eyes as whispers just loud enough for Jesse to hear, "Seriously? Are you seriously kidding me? Some of the Bellas are here for a day or two, but have I really spent any time with them? No! Because you decided that we had to be attached at the hip tonight! What the Hell! Now, I'm going over to my friends, and you can go hang out with the Trebbles and or your USC Buddies…"

Jesse jumps in, "I'll go with you…"

"No!"

Jesse's eyes widened at Beca's harsh response.

"Jesse, you need to go hang with your friends, and I need some space to be with mine."

Jesse slurs, "But Beca…"

"No Jesse. I'm not sure what's up with you tonight, but I… We need some space."

"Beca…"

"No Jesse, I'm going to the Bellas now and tonight I'm going home, and I'll see you tomorrow…"

"Becaaw?"

Beca turns away and walks away from him, and Jesse's never felt worse. He watches Beca head over to the Bellas, and throw her arm around her roommate. He feels the spike of jealousy, and not for the first time curses Chloe. If not for the redhead he knows Beca wouldn't be off with the Bellas right now.

He watches Chloe excitedly hug his girlfriend, and Beca reciprocate the gesture, and he understands the term 'blood boils'. He cannot take his eyes off the roommates hugging each other fiercely, just before the two are engulfed by a whole cluster of Bellas. Jesse's eyes never stray from Beca, and now Chloe, as the two are attached at the hips. He watches as Beca's demeanor seems wholly different from when she was with him. Beca seems so much happier now that she's with the Bellas. Beca's laughing and talking, her whole disposition completely different than it's been for most of the night. He watches as Chloe starts swaying her hips, getting Beca to move hers. Soon all the Bellas slide further onto the dance floor, falling easily into rhythmic swaying that matches the music.

With a defeated sigh, Jesse turns and makes his way to the bar. He's intercepted by Johnny who has a shot in his hand that he thrusts at Jesse. Jesse accepts it and downs it in one motion. Mitch and Jodie follow quickly behind with more tequila shots, and Jesse accepts them, and the four just keep drinking. Jesse's glad that his friends are too far gone to notice his attitude, and even more delighted that his buddies are supplying a steady flow of drinks. He's all in with drinking this night away.

Chloe's so excited as she feels Beca's arms wrapping around her, and completely shocked at this turn of events. As the night had gone on, Chloe had come to the conclusion that she wasn't going to get to dance with Beca tonight. She wasn't sure why, but Jesse had seemed very territorial, especially in regards to her. She was sure on more than one occasion he'd been challenging her. In all the years she had known Jesse, she could never remember such hostility. And while she knows she holds jealous feelings towards Jesse, she's always consoled herself that he's a good guy. Tonight was not evidence supporting that theory.

But all of that doesn't manner now; because her tiny DJ is now here, with her strong arms wrapped about her, holding herself tight against Chloe's back. And this night went from good to heavenly in the matter of a second.

Chloe shouts, "Beca!"

"Hey, I couldn't help but notice how much fun you all are having," says Beca as she hangs onto Chloe. "Thought I'd come and join you."

All the Bellas give a shout of yay! And the two former co-captains are engulfed by all the Bellas in one giant group hug. Life is close to perfect as Chloe feels all her friends so close, and that Beca is there to share it. As the group hug breaks up, Beca and Chloe continue to hold onto each other, and the excited redhead begins to move her hips to the beat of the music.

"Let's DANCE!" Cries Stacie as she begins to move. Another cheer from the Bellas goes up, as each woman starts to do their individual moves. Chloe and Beca however stay connected at the hips, moving back and forth with the music.

Every one of the Bellas seem to be caught up in the moment, feeling the joy and merriment of her friends as they dance to the rhythm and sing along to the music.

Without any guidance and through their natural movements, the Bellas form a dance circle. Fat Amy's the first and Cynthia Rose is second, to take the middle of the circle and put on a show. Fat Amy's is heavy with the pop of her chest and big pelvic thrusts. Cynthia Rose slides in right behind, and her moves are more fluid and sensual, a show for an audience of one. Maria doesn't even wait for Cynthia to be done before she's continuing the show, her moves slower and more languid yet still somehow in rhythm with the beat. She drops down low in a sexy dance move with a look for her wife that hints at what's to come. Several of the Bellas fan themselves at the heat being generated by the married couple.

Before ending her time Maria glances over at Stacie, and with a wink and a flirty smile she challenges the tall brunette to bring it. Stacie is never one to turn down a challenge, and she slowly starts dancing her way around the circle, stopping in front of each Bella, and giving a slow sensual flirty dance.

Over time each Bella moves into the center to show off their dance moves. Each Bella brings it when their turn in the center comes, and it's amazing the mirror to their personality that each dance is.

All the Bellas have gone into the middle save for Beca and Chloe, when everyone of the Bellas begin chanting Beca's name. Beca blushes as the girls chant her name, but she grabs Chloe's hand and pulls her friend into the circle with her.

Chloe hesitates for a brief second, then smiles, tosses her long red hair over her shoulder and takes the lead with Beca, dancing in the middle of the dance circle. She laughs and wraps her arms around Beca's neck, pulling her in close. The redhead begins to grind against her best friend.

Beca pauses, hesitates, as she feels Chloe take the lead. She had grabbed Chloe's hand on a spur of the moment whim; but now she's questioning it. She's still angry with Jesse, but she's not stupid, she knows the redhead plays a role in his attitude this evening. Is she making it worse by dancing with Chloe? Is she playing with fire placing her hands on Chloe's hips? Does she want to make it worse? Does she care at the moment?

The two friends move to the music, slow and sensual, and their movements increase as the beat speeds up. Beca feels alive and excited as she and Chloe are perfectly in synch with each other. Beca finds her eyes locking on Chloe's deep blue ones. She's always been fascinated with Chloe's eyes, so deep, so expressive, yet so much hidden; much like the ocean which shares the same color. She can't look away, she doesn't want to look away.

Beca can only wonder where this is going,

The oohs and ahhhs of the Bellas bring Beca and Chloe out of the bubble universe they'd fallen into. The women about them are laughing, and Beca's sure she hears CR say, "Here I thought I was the only married Bella."

Beca feels the heat of her blush. She and Chloe pull back, and she sees that Chloe has the same red tinge to her skin. For some reason this causes Beca's blush to deepen.

Beca feels that she should say something, make a joke or be snarky, but before Beca can say anything Amy joins them, throwing both her arms around Beca and Chloe. "Hey, Cap'ns, as entertaining as your LesBeHonest performance..." she says, her speech slightly slurred and kind of peters out. Her eyes are unfocused, but her smile is wide and happy.

Beca uses this to skip past the embarrassment that she's feeling, and says, "Uh Amy? You were saying?"

Amy's eyes refocus again and she squeezes her Co-Captains, "Oh Yeah! Well it seems everything's kinda winding down. So I want to remind you guys about tomorrow's brunch, and do one more shot."

There's an actual collective groan from the assembled Bellas, but they each accept a glass from the waitresses tray as she presents it.

Beca can't help but ask, "What is it?"

Amy beams, "It's a White Koala Bear!"

Chloe asks the follow up question of the waitress, " Which contains?"

The waitress gives a bemused look and says, "It's her recipe. It's Vodka, Cherry Vodka, Peach Schnapps, Pineapple Juice, and a splash of Sprite."

Both Beca and Chloe only nod and say, "Okay."

Fat Amy holds her glass high, all the Bellas mirroring her action. "To my sisters! I love each and everyone of you!"

All the Bellas collectively say, "To our sisters!" And in one motion they all throw back what turned out to be rather strong sweet tart drink.

"And with that I'll see all you lovely Shelia's tomorrow!"

A/N: so part of the reason I am writing this story is to improve as a writer, and to push out of comfort zones. Any and all criticisms are greatly appreciated.

This chapter proved much harder to write than I expected, partly because I'm trying to set the stage for the characters conflict, without having a true villain. I want the characters to both be believable and true to the mythos set forth in the movies. At the same time I want to give more depth to other some of the other characters from the movie.

Please let me know what you think.