Pitch Perfect 3: An Unofficial Next Story

by RJRMovieFan

The Bellas graduated and won the Worlds, now a year later they are starting the next chapter of their lives when an opportunity presents to come back together once more. Relationships will continue to evolve, careers begin to be defined, and the usual hilarity when the women of Barden are involved. This is a slow burn story of a developing relationship, and will be BeChloe.

28. Chapter 28 - Hens & Stag

A/N: Hello Pitch Perfect Fans! Here's is the newest chapter. Sorry this took so long, but too be honest, I was a bit drained after the last chapter, and while I knew the basic outline of the chapter, the details were not fleshed out. The funny thing is, as I kept writing, I realized there were aspects of the other Bellas that I wanted to include, and so what was originally going to be one chapter, and had already grown into two chapters, has now expanded to three.

Ugh… I know, I really need to learn to edit.

I really, really appreciate the response to the last chapter. It has made writing it so worth it.

Now, I did add some characters from Pitch Perfect 3, who were not in the original outline, but I thought they added some color to this chapter, and one in particular just replaced an OC. I hope you like.

Thanks to everyone for reading, and please leave a review; they really are helpful.

Disclaimer: As always, I do not own any rights to Pitch Perfect or any of the characters, but I do love them.

CHAPTER 28

***Hens & Stags***

The Kiss

Kissing has always been a weird thing for Beca Mitchell. It's something she's done, and done well, maybe quite well even, or so she's been told, but it's not always something she's always wanted to do. Yet it's also something she's secretly loved. She has loved the whole concept of being intimate, sensual in one's movements, aware of the other person as they come together. The way each tilts their head to fit the other, the way eyelids flutter shut as she leans in. The way their bodies come together and all the delicious places where they touch.

It's been a conundrum for her, ever since the concept of romantic kissing was introduced into her life. Something her brain often didn't want, but her heart did; or vice-versa.

Take for example Jesse; he's been a good kisser, great even at times. She is honest enough to admit that she has enjoyed kissing him. Their first kiss at the ICCA National Championships, had been an amazing kiss. It truly was a movie-ending worthy kiss. Unfortunately, no kiss with Jesse had ever matched the first. On top of that, this first kiss with Chloe far outstrips that one. Beca feels her stomach do a flip-flop-thing she's never felt before as she realizes again she's kissing Chloe Beale.

SHE'S KISSING CHLOE BEALE!

That says something, right?

It says something that at this moment in time, she's in the midst of the most amazing kiss of her life; and it's with Chloe!

It's so easy for Beca to be lost in the feeling of the kiss. She doesn't care if other people are standing around, some of whom, who are noticing this precious moment. It doesn't matter. All that matters at this moment, is that Chloe's lips are moving against hers and it's wonderful. Her hands are up cupping Chloe's face; drawing it in, closer. She then slips her hands around the redhead's neck and back of her head, letting her fingers slip through the red curls. She pulls Chloe even closer and it's a marvel how they automatically fit together like some expertly made work of art. Their lips together ever so softly, yet with a passion-fueled strength. Both women can't help but moan into their kiss

It had taken her way too long to realize she had feelings for a certain redhead, who just so happened to be her best friend. It had taken her an even longer while to realize that she was in fact, not straight. Now that she accepted these facts, everything seemed to just click into place. The puzzle of her life suddenly fitting together, revealing the picture in perfect clarity

Now she's kissing a girl for the first time, and it's amazing. But it's not just a girl, it's the girl. It's Chloe Beale. It's Chlo, so she puts her whole self into the kiss.

And there's a strange revelation that she has wanted to kiss Chloe for a much longer period of time than she had been conscious of, yet can it be a revelation if she's also kind of known for a long time? There are no answers to be found at this moment and, to be honest, answers aren't really necessary. Now is the time to relish the way that Chloe sighs into the kiss.

After her initial shock at the kiss, Chloe had warmed to it quickly, returning the love and passion as only Chloe is capable of doing. Chloe's hands come up and grip the petite brunette's waist as she closes her eyes. Now it's Beca emitting satisfied whimpers at the redhead's actions.

Suddenly, Beca finds herself overwhelmed by this act of spontaneity. She breathes in the smell of her red hair, with the gentle fragrance of vanilla and strawberries that mingles so well with Chloe's favorite perfume. Beca wonders if Chloe buys the perfume specifically to match with her shampoo and conditioner scents. Beca might have put more thought into this if she wasn't also distracted by the smoothness of the redhead's skin and the way their bodies are pressed so closely together

She hadn't planned to kiss Chloe. She obviously wanted to kiss Chloe, but there were so many things that needed to happen, not least of which is she needs to break up with Jesse.

Jesse…

Shit…

She's still technically in a committed relationship with Jesse. This revelation leads to Beca being entirely too aware of her arms and the way they are around her best friend, and that her lips were on Chloe's. It was like she hadn't been fully conscious of the fact that she was kissing Chloe, but now was fully aware. It was quite disconcerting for the petite brunette.

Beca hesitantly pulls back, with Chloe mirroring the action. As they pull apart, each gathers their breath, neither has ever experienced anything like that kiss. Reluctant to let go, both women continue to hold the other.

Chloe leans forward and rests her forehead against Beca's; they're both still breathing hard, yet both exchange shy smiles. Beca cannot believe that just happened and Chloe seems a bit shocked, too.

Still, the realization that she is in a relationship is weighing on Beca. She will not start, whatever this is, with Chloe on the wrong note. So, before the feeling of guilt can grow within her chest, she whispers, "I'm sorry…"

"You don't have to say you're sorry Becs," Chloe assures her love.

"No, I do… Ummm… You see, I didn't mean to kiss you…" Beca begins to panic stammer as she sees a look of hurt in Chloe's eyes. "I mean I did want to… kiss you I mean." Beca can feel the heat in her cheeks rise. Her eyes are not helping the situation, as they flick down from Chloe's eyes to her lips, which are parted just so. Beca clears her throat, deciding the best course of action is to not look directly at Chloe, completely embarrassed by her behavior. She continues to ramble, "Obviously, I wanted to kiss you. And I want to kiss you again…"

Chloe cuts off Beca's ramble with another kiss. Their lips meet softly this time. It's enough to calm Beca and leave her with another smile. "I mean I want to continue kissing you in the future, but I have to end things with Jesse…"

"You haven't ended things with Jesse?," Chloe's question comes out as a shocked gasp.

Beca winces. "I actually haven't seen him since the night at the Karaoke club."

"You haven't?," Chloe asks, now confused. "Where have you been?"

Before Beca can reply, Lily is suddenly next to them. "Jesse is riding up the elevator," says the nominally quiet woman.

Both women jump apart, neither sure if it's because of the messenger or the message.

Chloe looks at Beca with apprehension, she visibly swallows and starts to say, "Beca…"

Beca digs down into a newly discovered vein of courage and replies, "I went to the East Coast, ostensibly for work, but I traveled to Portland," Beca see's Chloe's eyes grow round. The redhead is one of the few, very few, people who understand what that means.

"Are you okay?," Chloe asks, concern quite evident in her tone.

Beca smiles in a way that Chloe has rarely seen. It's soft and warm, and truly—happy. The petite brunette nods and says, "Yeah, yeah I am. But because of that…"

"I can't delay the elevator much longer," both Beca and Chloe jump again, startled by Lily again. They had both forgotten she was there. Beca notices Lily is wearing an earpiece. She furrows her brow in question, as Lily says, "You have two minutes."

Turning to Chloe, Beca says, "Chloe, I owe you explanations and apologies, and I promise you will receive them. Fat Amy asked, pleaded really, that I not bring the drama to this gala. She's worried about something ending up on TMZ, or in the gossip section of the paper. I promised I wouldn't," Beca pauses as she sighs, "which I may have already violated." Beca looks at the redhead earnestly, "Just know I love you and after this party I'm breaking things off with Jesse…"

Chloe cuts Beca off again with a kiss.

"You have to stop doing that and let me finish," Beca says when Chloe steps back.

"You want me to stop kissing you?," Chloe asks.

"No!"

For a half-second Beca worries that she's hurt Chloe again, but the impish look the redhead is giving her quickly assuages this concern. She kisses Chloe quickly, more a peck on the lips, and then smirks. "I never want to stop kissing," Beca says sincerely, "but I do need to set things right." The brunette becomes more serious. "I've already broken one of my cardinal rules…"

"Plus, did the exact opposite of what I asked you," interjects Fat Amy, again startling both Beca and Chloe.

"Jesus! Where the Hell did you come from!?," Beca asks exasperatedly.

Fat Amy ignores Beca, talking over her best friend. "Though guess I shouldn't expect anything less from someone with your criminal background, Shawshank."

Beca sputters, "My criminal? What?" Chloe is torn between laughing at the antics of her friends and crying at how her moment with Beca wasn't going how she had always dreamed of it.

"Jesse's in the elevator, coming up now," Lily says from her spot impossibly close to the two women.

Beca and Chloe each leap backward in shock; then look about as if Jesse is in the room. Each feels a pang of guilt at what just happened.

Beca asks, "Amy! Lily! Can we have a minute?"

Fat Amy waves away what Beca's asking, continuing, "TMZ hasn't noticed, and I don't think you attracted too much attention…"

"We did catch the kiss on video," Lily says.

Both Beca and Chloe say simultaneously, "Wait, what?"

"You two have been together too long," observes Fat Amy. "You're talking in-sync." The Aussie turns to Lily. "Perfect. We'll need that for the next Bellas Reunion."

"For what!?," Beca tries to get the Aussie's attention. "Amy…"

Fat Amy turns to her wedding planners. "Ashley! Is everything set?"

"Yes, Fat Amy," answers the brunette, as she listens to something on her headset.

Beca tries again, a little louder. "Amy."

The boisterous blonde pays no heed. "Jessica, I want the band ready to play, the moment Brightslymoore finishes his bit. It sounds like he wants to do a bit of an act."

"Got it, Fat Amy," answers Jessica, who then talks into her headset.

Fat Amy is going down a checklist in her head. She asks Ashley, "Is Shawshank's equipment in place and ready?"

Ashley answers, without hesitation, "Yes Fat Amy, though Beca will need to do a run through with all the equipment."

"Amy!," Beca whisper-shouts.

Fat Amy looks over at her petite best friend, and steps back, noticing the fury emanating from her. "Yeah, Shortstack?"

"Give us a minute," Beca demands through clenched teeth.

"Oh, yeah, Lily, send their elevator to the roof garden." The young Korean woman nods, and Beca notices she has a tablet. Her fingers dance across the screen.

When Lily's done, she looks at Beca. "I swam with a shark today. Oh, and you have a minute."

Beca is thoroughly confused and agitated. She pointedly looks at Fat Amy and Lily and uses her head to indicate they should go. It only takes Fat Amy twenty seconds to get the hint, as she notices Beca's scowl grow.

When Fat Amy leaves, with Ashley and Jessica trailing behind, Lily disappears leaving Beca alone with Chloe. Beca is fit to be tied and ready to explode. Yet, when she looks at Chloe this all dissipates immediately. The redhead is looking at her with such love and devotion. "What?"

Chloe steps closer and takes Beca into her arms. "You were looking particularly badass there." The smile Chloe is wearing completely melts Beca's anger away. Beca looks into Chloe's eyes and admires how they are so very blue, and it's easy for Beca to lose herself in them again. She feels Chloe's hands on her; they are warm on her arms, comforting. Beca finds herself distinctly aware that the redhead smells really good at the moment.

All Beca's senses seem to be at full capability, and all are focused on Chloe, which helps Beca settle down. Tucking a stray strand of red hair behind Chloe's ear, Beca asks, "Do you trust me, Chlo?"

"Always, Becs," answers the redhead without hesitation. Beca smiles, pleased with this answer.

"I'm going to end it with Jesse tonight; I swear. Fat Amy just asked that it be after tonight's activities," Beca says while reaching up to tuck more hair behind Chloe's ear. For some reason, she finds playing with Chloe's hair calming. Chloe notices and smiles.

"I worked it out with Fat Amy, and her strange crew, to minimize my opportunities to interact with Jesse, but I will have to some. Sorry."

Chloe's expression is one of calm acceptance, and that makes it easier for Beca. Chloe's smile is one that makes Beca's legs grow weak. One thing about the redhead that Beca both loves, and ashamedly takes for granted, is the unwavering support that Chloe always has in her. "Just come back to me at the end, Becs."

"Always."

o0o

Jesse's arrival

Beca gives Chloe a quick chaste kiss, then reluctantly heads towards the entrance of the ballroom. Chloe can't help but giggle as Jessica is suddenly at Beca's side, with a compact and lip gloss. It's at this point Chloe realizes Ashley is approaching her.

"You might want to fix your makeup," says the brunette with a smile.

"How…" Chloe isn't even sure of the question she wants to ask.

Ashley's smile grows. "Jessica and I keep a supply of makeup with us at all our events. Wedding parties always need quick touch ups throughout the festivities."

Chloe accepts the lip gloss from Ashley with a smile and nod. "You two are awesome," she waves at the room, "and have done such an amazing job."

Ashley beams with pride at the compliment "You ain't seen anything yet," she replies with such assurance and confidence. Chloe is positive she never saw such confidence in the brunette her whole time at Barden.

"I'm so glad you two found your calling," Chloe says.

"We could say the same," Ashley replies, nodding her head towards Beca, who is at that point handing the lip gloss back to Jessica. The DJ glances back towards Chloe, and her face breaks into a shy smile, which Chloe returns.

"Did you two have something to do with Beca's look tonight?," Chloe asks.

Ashley shakes her head. "Not really. We offered, but Stacie insisted on doing hair and makeup, while Beca was adamant she would only wear that dress." Ashley chuckles at a memory. "She actually sent Lily to get it. Not sure where she found it."

"The back of my closet," answers Chloe, with a chuckle.

"Wait!" Ashley turns to Chloe in surprise. "It's your dress?"

Chloe shakes her head no, but answers, "In a sense." Even as she answers, another piece of the puzzle clicks into place. A very happy memory comes burbling up from the multitude of her Beca memories, and she can't help the warm smile that it elicits. It's a memory of when she convinced Beca to go shopping, and they found the most perfect dress in a small little boutique.

- - - — - - -

"I think you should buy it," Chloe says with a smirk.

"I don't know… I think… maybe… it's a bit too… you know… sexy for me," Beca replies holding up the dress. "What little of it there is, that is."

It's a little black cocktail dress, with a lace hem that when she finally gave in to Chloe's pestering and tried it on, barely covered her butt. On top of this, the neckline plunges more than something she would usually wear, and her boobs were only just, if precariously, contained within.

It had 'Stacie' written all over it.

Chloe leans in and whispers directly in Beca's ear, "You Beca Mitchell are sexy. You're the sexiest woman I know." The tickle of Chloe's warm breath on her ear causes Beca to shiver.

Beca clears her throat to cover and tries to deflect. "Chloe, you know Stacie…"

The redhead nods and her smile is seductive. "I know."

Beca turns towards the full-length mirror and holds up the dress against her body, hoping the redhead won't notice the blush she's feeling from head-to-toe. Though the warmth she is feeling in her skin, she's pretty sure she's being picked up by spy satellites in orbit. She again tries to deflect.

"Ummm, yeah; so…" Beca studies the dress, frowning. "There's sexy and then there's slutty"

"Trust me, this isn't slutty,"

"Chloe…"

"Okay, but only a little…" Beca feels like a mouse being played with by a cat. A Cheshire Cat, judging by Chloe's smiles.

"I don't wear dresses," Beca argues.

Chloe is nonplussed. "You might in the future."

"How many dresses do I own?," Beca asks.

"I believe the answer is two," replies Chloe. "One was a present from your dad, who really didn't have a clue what to get you, the other I bought you for our graduation from Barden."

"So why do I need a dress?"

Chloe smiles that smile when she just knows something that everyone else hasn't figured out. She looks Beca square in the eyes and says, "You don't need A dress, you need that dress."

Beca rolls her eyes and then looks at the dress. She comes up with a dozen reasons she shouldn't get the dress, Chloe easily swats every one of them away with calm assurance. Finally, Beca's shoulders slump, and she huffs, "Fine! I'll get it. I have enough spending money to get it."

"Oh, it's already paid for," Chloe informs her petite friend.

"What!? When!? Why!?," Beca sputters.

Chloe weathers Beca's response, having learned that sometimes it's better to just ride it out. There's always a pause at the end where Beca is deflated, having expended a lot of energy in her consternation. Chloe had long ago learned this is the moment for her to step in; it's where the gap in Beca's walls are.

"I bought it for you. I bought it while you were changing back. I bought it because you look amazing, sexy, beautiful, in it. I bought it because in your chosen career field, there is a likelihood that you will need to dress to kill, and this dress will allow you to do that," Chloe smiles and crosses her arms confidently. It's one of those moments where Chloe is quite confident about all that.

Beca looks at her from the corner of her eyes, not turning her head towards the redhead, something between a smirk and a smile pulling at her lips.

"I bought it, it's yours, keep it or leave it," Chloe says with all sincerity. "It's yours to do with as you please."

"Fine!," Beca sighs in defeat, but then a mischievous smirk forms on her lips, which matches the glint of her eyes. "But you're keeping it in your closet. I will only wear it for you, at some special moment…" Beca's eyes subtly grow as her words register, and she tries to cover, "...occasion-I mean occasion. Special occasions…"

Chloe hugs the tiny DJ and whispers, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

- - - — - - -

"It's a beautiful dress," Ashley observes, bringing Chloe out of her memories.

"Yeah, it is," Chloe agrees with a nod.

"Though it would be a little short on you," Ashley says with a playful smirk. Chloe nods in answer, her eyes glued to Beca. Ashley continues, "On the other hand it fits Beca like a glove."

Chloe swallows audibly, before finding her voice. "Yes, it does."

"I only ever saw Beca wear a dress at graduation and then for only a short time. This must be an important occasion."

Ashley's choice of words cause Chloe to tear her eyes from Beca and fix the brunette with a wondering look. She whispers, "I hope it is."

Ashley smiles confidently. "If Jessica and I have something to say about it, it will be."

"Thanks," says Chloe, her eyes shining. It's moments like this that reminds her what a blessing her Bella sisters are.

"To that end, Aubrey and Stacie are waiting over at the bar for you, with your drink," Ashley indicates where she's talking about. "We figure the less interaction between you and Jesse the better."

"Amen to that," Chloe says, and she allows Ashley to lead her away.

o0o

Beca is standing near the entrance, regretting this part of the plan. She wishes she had been able to see Jesse before this gala, but he had been out at some film locations and unavailable.

She had considered texting him, or calling him, but just couldn't bring herself to end it with him in such a cold fashion. He's been a total dick of late but she still remembers the sweet guy from their Barden days. She's pretty sure he's still in there; somewhere. So for that guy, she wants to do the right thing. A kernel of guilt is already gnawing at her for kissing Chloe prior to ending things with him.

Beca has never been great with emotion but this situation is way worse than anything she's had to deal with before. She's feeling a bit out of control; trying to keep everyone around her happy while trying to deal with all her emotions. It's all wearing on her. In general, Beca likes to be in control. It's part of who she is. This situation is anything but in her control. She's all too aware that this could go south quickly.

Beca hears Jesse coming before she sees him. He and the USC Boys must have just stepped off the elevator. Jesse has never been a quiet guy. He's always had an enthusiasm for life which just lead him to being one of the louder people in any given situation. While at Barden, there was a fun, enthusiastic quality to it, but now, in LA, there's a brash egocentric nature that Beca does not find appealing.

Of course, she hears the USC Boys along with Jesse. She never sees one without the other anymore. She wonders if they had been a catalyst for what is happening, or just a symptom of deeper problems.

The sound of them getting closer adds to Beca's anxiety. Her stomach is twisting itself into knots. She scratches the back of her neck nervously in a futile attempt to distract herself. When that doesn't help, she turns her head for one final glance and looks wistfully towards the girl with fiery red hair and impossibly blue eyes, and it fortifies her.

Jesse leads the USC Boys through the doors. "Jody, the elevator is not haunted, man."

"Then how do you explain us stopping at every floor? Some twice, Jesse. Jesse?"

"And how do you explain us arriving at the roof garden, Jesse? Twice!," says Mitch, a bit frazzled.

Jesse doesn't hear either Jody or Mitch, though. He's caught sight of Beca, and it's like nothing else is happening. All he sees at this moment is her.

The USC Boys had all continued walking for a few more steps before they noticed that Jesse had stopped. Turning back, they see him standing frozen, staring. It takes about a second for them to realize Jesse is staring at Beca.

For his part, Jesse is awestruck at how beautiful Beca is. He's rarely seen the petite brunette in a dress, yet here she is resplendent in the proverbial sexy black dress.

Her week of radio silence had really freaked him out, but here she is waiting for him, dressed to the nines. It's their next movie ending! He breaks into his trademark boyish smile and says, "Becaaw!"

Beca rolls her eyes as they walk towards one another, until they both halt at an unspoken agreed distance. He's staring into her eyes, practically trembling with excitement, yet she can't feel anything at this moment.

"Beca…" whispers Jesse, his voice carrying somehow despite the noise of the room. He then moves forward and catches her by surprise, capturing her face and planting a quick kiss. She had expected him to be angry with her; she should have known better.

"Beca," Jesse says quietly as he gives her a hug. "I was worried sick about you," he whispers into her ear. He gives her another quick kiss on the lips, but keeps this one more chaste.

Beca pulls back, her hands on his chest, ready to shove him away. She feels a bit foolish for not finishing this before. She should have ended it, even if it was by text. It was a mistake not to, but she wasn't fully in control.

For his part, Jesse has the grace to seem a bit embarrassed as he steps back, but it doesn't last. He has become well versed in wearing masks, too. As he steps back his whole demeanor changes, and back is the brash young man determined to conquer Hollywood. "Damn, Becaaw, you look more beautiful than I imagined when you described this dress."

If she had been surprised by the kiss, she's struck mute by his words. She's utterly confused by Jesse's statement, but before she can question it he's continuing, and she's having trouble following it, as what he's saying is completely divorced of the reality she's been living this last week. Jesse's talking like they've been in near constant contact, instead of the three brief texts she had sent basically letting him know she was alive. The whole situation is confusing to begin with, but what Jesse is saying is just dumbfounding. It makes it feel like her brain isn't working.

It doesn't help that it feels like she's on stage and the center of attention. She knows it's not true, but she feels like there's a thousand pair of eyes on them; every one of them analyzing her every move. This idea freezes her and she doesn't respond. Jesse takes advantage of her silence to continue. "I seriously missed you this week, I'm just glad you called every day." He pulls her into a hug and her brain feels like it's about to explode.

"Jesse?" Her voice was weaker than she'd intended.

"Please, please just go with it," Jesse pleads with a whisper in Beca's ear. "I don't want this conversation in front of our friends."

Beca shifts her eyes and notices the USC Boys are pretty close by, and she knows the Bellas are here, too. With great reluctance, she ascents with a nod. "Uh, fine," she replies, slow and hesitantly in a hushed whisper. Still she pushes back with enough force to make it clear she wants space. He at least has the decency not to push it.

They stand in an awkward silence. Each not sure what they should do next. The USC Boys have stepped forward, literally closing ranks with Jesse. They're bragging on him. He's responding with talk about how beautiful she is, again, but it's not to her or for her; it's about her, to his buddies. They are all talking about her as if she's just some prized possession.

Suddenly, Beca realizes what's going on. There's other people around and Jesse doesn't want them knowing she disappeared on him. He's maintaining a cover. Anger and disappointment vie for dominance.

She realizes Jesse is protecting his reputation, which would be damaged if his USC Boys knew the truth.

Beca is seething at this revelation, yet for Amy she's maintaining an ever increasingly painful mask of civility. A greater part of her isn't really paying attention, because she's more concerned with how this is playing with Chloe's feelings and emotions. She asked Chloe to trust her, but she wonders if she's asked too much. Beca doesn't want Jesse's unexpected reaction to her to hurt Chloe. She glances to Chloe and gives her a reassuring smile.

Unfortunately, Jesse notices. His eyes follow Beca's. "Chloe!" Beca turns her head back towards Jesse as he unexpectedly calls out to the redhead. The redhead who is just as shocked and mystified at being hailed by Jesse.

Jesse waves her over. "Chloe, would you come here please?"

"Jesse?," Beca asks hesitantly.

There is a devilishness to Jesse's smirk that sets Beca on edge. He waves over Chloe again. "I just want to apologize for the other night. You were right." He does his best to look apologetic. Beca is confused, she never told him her was acting like an asshole. She thought it, but never said it. Beca looks over to Chloe, unsure what to do.

For her part, Chloe looks like a deer caught in the headlights. She's flanked by Aubrey and Stacie, with Emily just behind. Aubrey whispers something but Chloe answers with a quick shake in the negative with her head. Beca sees the redhead take a deep breath, give a stiff nod, and then step forward. Aubrey and Stacie are a half-a-heartbeat behind her. Cynthia Rose and Maria are suddenly next to Emily and Beca can see Lily trailing behind. Chloe has her own Praetorian guard of Bellas as she comes to a stop just a few feet from Beca and Jesse.

Beca gives her a smile, though she knows it doesn't come anywhere close to conveying how proud she is of the courage Chloe is showing. Chloe looks Jesse straight in the eye, stands straight and says, "Jesse" in way of acknowledgement.

Jesse slides around, throwing his arm around Beca's shoulders, ignoring how stiff the petite brunette becomes. "Chloe, I just wanted to say how sorry I am for how things turned out at the Karaoke bar. I acted like an ass, Beca made that clear. We've been friends for a few years and shouldn't fight."

Chloe's confusion mirrors Beca's. Jesse continues and he sounds like the guy she kissed at the Lincoln center, but his words suggests a devious intent. "To make it up to you, I thought I would introduce you to this great guy." As rigid as Beca is already, she stiffens at Jesse's announcement, but he doesn't notice because he's withdrawn his arm and walked over to a guy standing at the back of the USC Boys. "Chloe Beale, meet Chicago Walp. Chicago, this is Chloe. She's my girlfriend's best friend," says Jesse as he throws his arm around the shoulders of a guy Beca hasn't ever seen before.

In the shocked silence of Jesse's introductions, he pulls the guy forward. He looks like Captain America incarnate; tall with an athletic build, brown hair, cut short in a military, and a chiseled chin. In other words, an all-American hero. Beca hates him instinctively.

What's worse though is when she looks at Jesse.

Chicago seems just as caught off-guard as any in this weird circle of acquaintances by what Jesse is doing. He mumbles out an embarrassed, "Ummm, hi," to Chloe as Jesse guides him directly in front of the redhead.

Chloe's eyes are wide with shock but she manages to get out a "Hello…" They both lapse into an awkward silence.

"Chicago just got out of the Marines and is getting his MBA at USC," Jesse continues the introduction.

Beca finally finds her voice. "Jesse, what are you doing?"

Jesse turns back to Beca. "I thought the best way to make it up to one of the friendliest people in the world, is to introduce her to a great guy from her hometown."

Beca almost doesn't recognize the feelings she's experiencing from everything going on in her head. There's just too much. But the one thing that is clear, is her chest hurts from the hollowness of the moment as she stands here looking at Jesse. She realizes all love for him is gone. She doesn't even like him at this moment.

"You're from Tampa?," Chloe asks breaking the uncomfortable silence, not sure how she should handle this whole situation. She doesn't want to be rude to this guy Chicago, but she gets what Jesse is doing.

"Uhh, yes ma'am. All my life till I went to college and became a Marine," answers Chicago, who definitely looks as uncomfortable being in this situation, though he has eyes and his smile suggests he isn't unhappy being introduced to the beautiful redhead before him.

"That's interesting…" Chloe responds but trails off. Her eyes flick to Beca for guidance, but the petite brunette is just as lost as to what to do

"It's so cool you two are hitting it off. Maybe you two can get to know each other while Beca and I catch up," suggests Jesse. His smile is hopeful and Chloe is struck by how much has changed with Jesse and how much is the same since his Freshman year.

His words hang in the air a moment before they're absorbed by oppressive silence. No one moves or replies, as an awkward silence settles over the entire group. Jesse's idea falls flat, but no one is sure what to do next.

Fortunately, it's at this moment Fat Amy chooses to intercede.

They all turn their heads as one as they hear Fat Amy loudly yell, "Shawshank!"

o0o

Fat Amy Intercedes

As she is want to do, Fat Amy reappears with panache. The blonde Aussie thrives in the limelight and her time in Hollywood has only fed her flair for the dramatic. It therefore shouldn't come as a shock to Chloe that Fat Amy is arriving on a Roman lectica, carried by eight strongly built men, all of whom look like they might perform for the Chippendales Dance show.

Stacie is openly appreciative of the eight men who all stand over six feet tall, dressed in form-fitting black pants, tuxedo jackets that have had their sleeves removed, thus displaying impressive arm muscles, and black bow ties, and no shirts of any kind. Chloe notes Aubrey is less impressed, and maybe a bit hostile.

"Beca, Beca, Beca, you have arrived!," declares Fat Amy from her reclined position on the couch of the Roman lectica. "Down boys," she instructs, and the eight men smoothly lower her.

Beca's eyes are bulging, as she takes in the sight of Fat Amy being carried by eight musclebound lugs. The line, 'This day keeps getting weirder and weirder,' plays over and over in her head. She somehow manages to squeak out an "Amy?"

"Shortstack! It's time to start this party properly, but to do that, I need my Maid of Honor by my side," declares the always outlandish blonde, still reclining on the portable couch like she's the Queen of Sheba or Cleopatra. She pats the spot next to her. "Hop on."

"I am not getting on that thing," Beca declares emphatically. In her peripheral vision, she notes just how many people are now looking over at this spot. It is not what she wants in any way.

"Come on, Shawshank," Fat Amy cajoles. "It's a total blast! Ashley and Jess," she hooks a thumb back at the duo who were trailing this truly unique spectacle. As the two give embarrassed waves, Amy continues, "They got me real 'Thunder from Down Under' performers to carry us." The Aussie eyes the men with open lust.

Beca shakes her head 'No', and holds her hands out, as if to ward off the very idea.

"Come on, Beca…" Fat Amy begins to plead, utterly failing at her attempt at 'puppy dog' eyes.

"Uhhh, Amy, you see, we were hoping for a few minutes to talk since we haven't had a chance to see each other this past week," interjects Jesse.

Jesse's interruption is a perfect reminder that Beca needs this escape hatch, so she cuts in, "You know what, fine Amy, it is your Hag party…"

"STEN PARTY!," Amy huffs loudly.

"Nope, think I got it right the first time," smirks Beca.

Jesse watches all of this in bewilderment. He tries desperately to convince his estranged girlfriend to stay. "Beca, we need to talk."

"No can do," Jessica speaks up, as she looks down at the itinerary for the evening. "All members of Bumper's groomsmen are needed in the next room." The blonde looks at her watch then points out the double doors. "You're actually late. Go-go-go." When Jesse and his buddies don't move, Jessica gets stern. "GO!"

As this is going down, Ashley helps Beca onto the Roman lectica. There is a palpable sense of relief as Jesse is shuffled away by his buddies. The second Beca is seated the eight beefcakes, who have all been kneeling throughout the past couple of minutes, rise smoothly and she finds herself eight feet in the air.

There may have been a weird combination of yelp and squeal as she's hoisted.

Beca will of course deny any and all knowledge of this as having ever occurred.

"Oh, my God, AMY!," Beca exclaims, her knuckles going white as she latches onto the portable couch.

"Relax, Shortstack," chuckles Fat Amy as she tosses a couple of grapes into her mouth. "You're perfectly fine."

Beca grumbles something about feeling ridiculous, then asks, "What is this?"

"It's a Roman lectica, or litter, though I think lectica sounds better," Fat Amy gushes.

Beca shakes her head in bewilderment. "Where did you get a Roman lectica?"

"Well, Ashley and Jessica got it," Fat Amy explains. "It was from the Cleopatra movie that came out in 1999."

"Who knew you're such a movie-dork?," Beca quips.

"We live in Hollywood now, Shortstack, and you know what they say, when in Rome…" she looks entirely too pleased with herself as she waves to the guests passing by below. "Though I was hoping for something from the Liz Taylor movie from 1963. Eh, oh we, shouldn't have expected that much from Jeshley."

"Jeshley?"

"Keep up, Shawshank," Amy sighs, "Jessica and Ashley, Jeshley," the blonde says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Just like you and Chloe together are Bhloe. Speaking of which, that snogging I just witnessed, suggests both of you will be experiencing Bhloes before the nights done."

"Oh, dear God," Beca groans as Fat Amy nudges her with her elbow. "You are such a weirdo," sighs the petite brunette as they near the stage that's setup in the back of the ballroom. Beca notices that Bumper is standing on the stage, with Ashley and Jessica just behind. Off to the side is a live band who have started playing a background melody.

"Eccentric, Shawshank, eccentric," corrects the boisterous Aussie, as the lectica is lowered to a point that Fat Amy can step off and onto the stage. "In Hollywood, I'm rich enough to be eccentric."

Ashley and Jessica begin to sing as Fat Amy takes Bumper's outstretched hand.

Dancing in the dark
Middle of the night
Taking your heart
And holding it tight
Emotional touch
Touching my skin
And askin' you to do
What you've been doing
All over again

Beca is impressed by the harmonization the two wedding planners perform. Their rendition of 'It's Your Love' by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill is amazing. Beca notes that the duo has improved as singers.

Oh, it's a beautiful thing
Don't think I can keep it all in
I've just gotta let you know
What it is that won't let me go

Beca watches as Bumper takes Fat Amy's hand, and the adoration on his face. It's amazing to see Fat Amy mirror the look, and it's quite plain to see the love they feel.

It's your love
It just does something to me
It sends a shock right through me
I can't get enough
And if you wonder
About the spell I'm under
Oh it's your love

Now that the epiphany has taken hold, Beca is left to wonder how she went so long in denial.

Better than I was
More than I am
And all of this happened
By taking your hand
And who I am now
Is who I wanted to be
And now that we're together
I'm stronger than ever, I'm happy and free

The engaged couple dance a waltz around the stage, which just fascinates Beca and holds her attention. Until she realizes she's still on the Roman lectica held by eight men of Australia's famous strippers, Thunder from Down Under, at which point the petite DJ scrambles off.

Oh, it's a beautiful thing
Don't think I can keep it all in
And if you ask me why I've changed
All I gotta do is say your sweet name

Being up on stage while Ashley and Jessica sing, and Bumper and Fat Amy perform a waltz, is just plain weird. Yet, Beca is partially trapped. She sees Jesse amidst the Stag participants. She doesn't want to be near that hot mess at the moment. Then her eyes land on piercing blue eyes and fiery red curls and all is right in the world. She moves next to Jessica, who gives her a sincere smile, and makes the duo a trio.

It's your love
It just does something to me
It sends a shock right through me
I can't get enough
And if you wonder
About the spell I'm under
Oh it's your love

Beca's voice blends perfectly with Ashley and Jessica's. Years of Acapella performances and rehearsals have given each Bella an understanding of the rest that makes harmonizing so natural.

Oh, it's a beautiful thing
Don't think I can keep it all in
I've just gotta let you know
What it is that won't let me go

Of course, as Beca sings, she's singing to Chloe. Their eyes have remained locked since the connection was made. Beca pours her heart into the lyrics she finds herself singing.

It's your love
It just does something to me
It sends a shock right through me
I can't get enough
And if you wonder
About the spell I'm under
Oh it's your love
It's your love
It's your love

Fat Amy and Bumper finish their waltz, center stage, as the music ends. The audience of guests give an enthusiastic ovation, not only for the couple but also the singing.

Ashley steps forward and presents Fat Amy with a wireless microphone, while Jessica does the same with Bumper. Beca follows both Ashley and Jessica's cue, and the duo lead her off the stage as Fat Amy shouts at all the guests, "Alright you AWESOME NERDS! ARE YOU READY TO PARTY!?"

o0o

"How are you holding up?," Aubrey asks her best friend as they listen to Bumper addressing the guests.

"I don't know if I should be happy or sad, but mostly I'm just confused," sighs Chloe, never taking her eyes off the stage. She's not paying attention to Bumper, she's only looking towards the stage to hopefully catch sight of Beca. "Mostly happy, but it feels like we're in limbo, where for a minute I was in heaven."

"So poetic, Red," observes Stacie from the other side of Aubrey. Chloe blushes in response.

The three of them are standing at a round drinking table, tucked in the corner watching Fat Amy and Bumper, who begin singing a duet together as part of the night's entertainment.

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive

"I love this song," says Aubrey.

The road is long
There are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day

Chloe already knew this but it's news to Stacie. She smirks at Aubrey, and Chloe guesses Stacie's remembering Aubrey's penchant for songs from the eighties and nineties back at Barden.

"What? My father is an officer in the Army," Aubrey defends herself. "Of course, I was going to love a movie titled, 'An Officer and a Gentleman'."

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below, up where the clear wind blow

Chloe laughs lightly at the interplay between her two dear friends. Focusing on the music, she can't help but really like how perfectly matched Fat Amy is wit Bumper. Their choice of song is perfect too.

Some hang on to "used to be"
Live their lives looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our life, out there to find

The words speak to Chloe and make her think about what's happening with Beca.

The road is long
There are mountains in our way
But we climb them a step every day

She really wishes the petite brunette were here at the moment so she could place her arms around her, and hold her tight.

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below, up where the clear winds blow

Chloe takes another sip of her drink. This song is quickly becoming a favorite. She can't help picturing Beca as she hears the lyrics.

Time goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today

Aubrey had had the bartender pour Chloe a Long Island Iced Tea, for which the redhead was truly thankful as she stood sipping at it. She needed to take the edge off. This whole night is a monument to two people's love. Everything is going to remind her of Beca, who is so tantalizing close, yet still too far away.

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below, up where the clear winds blow

Chloe realizes she's getting sucked into a morass she doesn't want to go into. Tonight is a celebration she reminds herself. Beca kissed her. That's something that can never be taken away.

Looking at her drink, Chloe wonders just how much it's affecting her. She didn't know if it was because she was so tired from the stress of the last week, or because of the emotional strain of her reunion with Beca, or just she's older and the amount of alcohol in this particular drink is considerable, but she can feel the effects more quickly than she used too.

Luckily, she has Aubrey and Stacie there to make sure she doesn't get too inebriated. She knows she's going to need her wits about her before the night is through.

A thought strikes her as she's taking another sip. "So where did you all disappear to?"

"Hmmm?," Aubrey responds, playing it as if she didn't hear the question.

"You all disappeared. When we first arrived, you all disappeared. Where did you go?

Stacie and Aubrey exchange looks. Stacie starts to answer, "Well…"

Aubrey cuts in, "There was some last-minute planning for tonight's activities."

Chloe knows there's more to it than that. She asks, "Like?"

Aubrey smiles at her. "Like, trust us to always have your back."

"And the back of the shortest Bella ever," adds Stacie with a smirk.

Chloe can't help the laugh which bursts forth. Soon all three women are sharing a laugh.

Still chuckling to herself, Aubrey sips at the really nice vintage of brandy she had discovered was available at the bar, savoring the taste. Fat Amy and Bumper were shelling out a fortune for this event, and Ashley and Jessica were doing a masterful job pulling it all together. "Ladies, I believe a toast is in order," Aubrey says. Chloe and Stacie hold their glasses to hers. "To Fat Amy, who had the courage to go after the man she loves, even though it's Bumper. To them as a couple, who really are taking Hollywood by storm. And to Ashley and Jessica, who have taken all the crazy ideas that are Fat Amy's hallmark, and managed to pull together this grand affair."

Both Chloe and Stacie clink their glasses against Aubrey's, and say, 'Here-Here,' simultaneously. All three take a sip of their respective drinks.

They all break-off their sips and look over when they hear the sound of someone clearing her throat.

Emily stands a few feet away, playing with her hands, looking quite unsure of herself. "Is it okay if I join you?"

Stacie beats Aubrey and Chloe in answering, "Of course Legacy. You don't need to ask."

Emily starts to babble her response, "Well, you all look a little serious, and I know you've been friends longer…"

"Oh sweetie," Chloe says reassuringly. "It's okay, you're always welcome here with us."

Emily looks dubious at this. "Are you sure?"

"Emily, you're a Bella, and on top of that a great friend. Never forget that," Aubrey says confidently.

"Let's get this girl a drink," says Stacie as she strides over towards the bar.

"Thanks," says Emily as she steps up to the table.

"So, where's Benji?," Chloe asks.

"He got pulled into something with some of the Trebles that are here," she answers wistfully. Stacie sets a glass of Sangria in front of the younger woman. "Thanks, Stacie." The tall teenager then sips at the drink and smiles, she can't believe Stacie remembered Sangria is her favorite. She takes another sip and then smacks her lips, quite content with the taste. This elicits a chuckle from her friends and Emily blushes.

Chloe notices that Emily seems a bit nervous. "Sweetie? Are you okay? You seem nervous."

Emily's demeanor noticeably drops as she obviously remembers something. She hesitates for a second, but then finally answers, "The USC Boys noticed me, so I didn't want to be by myself."

Aubrey and Stacie exchange sidelong glances. They heard about what has gone down at some of the rehearsals, and have actively worked to keep Emily's interactions with Jesse's so called friends to a minimum. They scan the room to make sure none of them had followed their younger friend.

"Well, you're more than welcome to hang with us this evening," says Chloe.

"Thanks guys," says Emily, with an obvious sense of relief. "You're the only Bellas I know that I could find. Ashley and Jessica took Beca with them when they left the stage."

Chloe knows this. She keeps hoping to see any of the three so she can know what is happening with Beca.

"Lily has disappeared again, no surprise. CR and Maria are nowhere to be found," says Emily.

"They're doing it," Stacie cuts in, mischievous smirk firmly in place. Knowing the young newlyweds, all are pretty sure Stacie is right.

Emily continues. "Fat Amy is practically performing a stand-up comedy act with Bumper on the stage."

"Is it wrong that I'm actually enjoying those two?," Aubrey asks. As if on cue, the crowd of guests around the stage burst into laughter as Amy regales then with a story about growing up in Tasmania.

Stacie shakes her head and lightheartedly laughs at a well-timed one-liner Bumper cuts in with. "No. They're perfect for each other, and this zany town."

"I'm pretty sure they are going to be a Hollywood power couple before the year is through," says Chloe confidently. "To the new power couple," she says holding up her glass. They all clink glasses again and drink to Fat Amy and Bumper.

Setting her Sangria down, Emily asks, "Do you all know what's the schedule?"

"I think Bumper might have said something about it," answers Stacie, "but I wasn't really listening."

It's at this moment they are interrupted by a spotlight shining on the stage, or more to the point, what it's shining on. The large spotlight is focused upon Sir Willup Brightslymoore, who today is adorned in a bright ocean blue tuxedo that is covered in rhinestones. It sparkles to the point of glowing as the light shines on it. It gets everyone's attention.

"He's so weird," says Chloe.

Brightslymoore is again on his Segway, rolling around the stage.

"Here's to being weird," toasts Stacie, and they all drink again.

From the stage Brightslymoore is talking about the show, and all the talent it has attracted. "And I-we." He looks over at Fat Amy and Bumper, pointing at them. "We thought we would share some of that talent tonight."

The audience cheers at this pronouncement, which Brightslymoore just eats up. "So, put your hands together and give a warm welcome to the amazing vocal sensations of Cynthia and Maria Rose." The audience cheers, none louder than the women at the table.

A new spotlight turns on and there is indeed Cynthia Rose and her wife Maria, as they begin singing.

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me

Stacie notes the slight muss to Maria's hair and smirks. "Told you they were doing it."

Emily and Aubrey blush, while Stacie and Chloe chuckle.

"Maria's name isn't Rose," whispers Emily in confusion.

Stacie leans in. "It's their stage names. What they go by at the clubs they've been singing at."

Over and over again
I tried to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
And all the while inside I knew it was real

Stacie has a funny look on her face. Chloe notices it and raises an eyebrow in silent question. Stacie shakes her head 'no', but Chloe isn't sure how to interpret it.

The way you make me feel
Lying here next to you
Time just seems to fly
Needing you more and more

Stacie takes a drink, but Chloe feels it's more for cover. When the tall brunette finds her glass empty, she declares, "We're going to need more to drink."

Let's give love a try (oh, oh, oh)
Sweeter than sweeter love grows
And heaven's there for those
Who fool the tricks of time
With the hearts of love they find true love
In a special way

Looking over to the bar, and at a really attractive blonde guy manning the bar, Stacie says, "I'm going to flash a tit at him and get him to keep us topped-off throughout the night."

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me
Over and over again

Luckily Aubrey isn't facing anyone when she spits out the sip she was taking. She turns immediately on Stacie and says with all conviction, "You will not."

I try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
And all the while inside I knew it was real
The way you make me feel

"Why not? It's worked in the past," Stacie says in a rather matter-of-fact way.

The closer I get to you

"I don't care if it worked in the past, you're not showing him your tits," Aubrey states firmly in a stage whisper.

The closer I get to you

Stacie plays it coy. "Why not?"

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see

Aubrey looks like she's about to burst a blood vessel. Everyone at the table can see the blonde is attempting to regain a measure of self-control. Chloe backs up in case her blonde friend has to spew. With an exaggerated breath, Aubrey says in a measured voice, "Because I really don't want my girlfriend flashing her tits at anyone but me."

By giving you all I got
Your love has captured me

"Finally!," declares Stacie, a bit louder than she intended. She covers her mouth and actually blushes. It's not something seen very often, since little embarrasses the tall brunette.

The closer I get to you

Aubrey is looking at her all confused, so Stacie elaborates. "I've been wanting to define our relationship, but you have been holding back. It's nice to know where I stand with you."

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see

Now it's Aubrey who blushes. Instead of answering with words though, the always in control blonde comes around the table and takes Stacie's face into her hands and kisses her passionately. She then whispers into Stacie's ear, and Chloe is sure Aubrey whispered 'I love you.'

The closer I get to you
The feeling comes over me (me too)
Pulling closer, sweet as the gravity
to you

Stacie pulls back and has the most adorable smile on her face. The tall brunette has always been so confident and open in her sexuality, it's easy to think that she would be touched by such an honest sentiment of love. Yet, Chloe can tell from the look on her face those three words meant the world to Stacie.

The closer I get to you

As the audience give a loud ovation, showing their appreciation for the performance. Chloe looks over at her oldest friend and feels a little space would be nice. She looks to the younger Bella. "Emily, why don't you and I get a new round of drinks?"

Emily nods and heads to the bar with Chloe. They look up and see that Brightslymoore now seems to be doing a stand-up routine of his own. Fat Amy and Bumper are off-to-the-side, and Brightslymoore is telling funny quips about working with them on the show. Chloe finds herself laughing at a particularly humorous anecdote about meeting the show's director for the first time.

As Chloe and Emily wait for a bartender to come over, they hear CR start singing again.

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?

Chloe and Emily cheer like everyone in the room as CR gives a soulful rendition of Jordin Sparks' No Air.

If I should die before I wake
Its 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air, oh

"God, she has an amazing voice," observes Emily.

Chloe nods her head in agreement as she turns to talk to the bartender and gets a round of drinks with a promise of refills. She's relieved to find out she doesn't have to show her tits.

Turning back towards Emily, Chloe leans in and informs her, "So it turns out that Ashley has set it up that Bellas are always to be taken care of and treated like queens."

"Stacie would have been strangely disappointed," observes Emily. Chloe laughs out loud in response.

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
That's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gon' be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
There's no air, no air
No air air, No air air

"I really wish I could sing like that," Emily says, redirecting their attention back to CR, who has again been joined by Maria.

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew right off
The ground and float to you
There's no gravity to hold me down, for real

The crestfallen nature of Emily's statement catches Chloe off-guard, and leaves her a little confused by this admission. "What are you talking about, Emily?"

Maria takes the lead, her pitch just a bit higher than her wife's, but just as soulful.

But somehow I'm still alive inside
You took my breath but I survived
I don't know how but I don't even care

"I will never sound as good as they do," Emily answers regretfully. "All I've ever wanted was to write music and sing, but I've come to realize I don't have what it takes."

Cynthia Rose sings back to her wife.

So how do you expect me to live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe

"Emily, you're an amazing singer," Chloe says. "Beca has literally gushed about working with you. Has she said something different to you?"

Maria blends her voice perfectly with CR's as they sing together.

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
That's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gon' be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
There's no air, no air
No air air, No air air

"No, Beca's been great, but she's like a sister, she's just protecting my feelings," answers Emily.

There's no air, no air
No air air, No air air

"Emily," Chloe says plainly. "Beca takes her job very serious. You know that. If she says you are amazing, then you're amazing."

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
That's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air

"I guess…" Emily starts.

"You want to tell me what really brought this on?," Chloe asks, cutting off the younger woman. She was just going to deny the obvious anyway.

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew right off
The ground and float to you
There's no gravity to hold me down, for real

"It's stupid, they're stupid, but I really regret signing up for Amy's show. The guys on my team, they make me," Emily trails off. Chloe can see the girl's eyes grow glassy, and suddenly she feels bad. "They make me feel small, and stupid."

Chloe pulls the taller girl into a hug. "I'm so sorry Em. I should never have asked you to join them. It's all my fault." Chloe is now racked with guilt.

But somehow I'm still alive inside
You took my breath but I survived
I don't know how but I don't even care

"They shouldn't matter," Emily says as tears begin to track down her face.

"You're right Em," Chloe whispers as she holds the young woman tenderly, "but words can hurt, and they can get under your skin. Those assholes know what they are doing. You have more talent in your pinky toe than all of them together. They need to tear you down, so they don't feel small."

So how do you expect me to live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe

"I should be stronger," Emily declares; beating herself up for this perceived weakness.

Chloe gently pushes the taller woman back so she can look her in the eyes. "Emily Junk, there's nothing weak about having doubts, or feeling down when there's a concerted effort to tear you down. When those things happen, you come to us your friends and family. We'll help in any way you need."

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
That's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air

"I don't know…" Emily starts.

"Everyone has those moments," assures the redhead. The tall teenager looks skeptical. "Can I tell you a secret?" Chloe asks the teenager, deciding it's time to stop being a hypocrite, and practice what she preaches.

Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gon' be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
There's no air, no air

"Is it that you're in love with Beca? Because I kinda knew that from the first week I was a Bella," replies Emily.

There's no air, no air

"Really?" Emily nods in answer. Chloe shakes her head, "No. That's not my secret." Chloe looks a bit guilty as she sighs. "My secret is I'm so very jealous of you."

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
That's how I feel whenever you ain't there
There's no air, no air

"What!?," Emily asks, completely flabbergasted. "What? Why?"

"Because you can do things with music I only dream about. Because you can speak to Beca in ways I never will. Because you share a bond with Beca that is beyond me," says Chloe in all honesty.

Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gon' be without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
There's no air, no air
No air air, No air air

"Chlo…"

"I'm not blaming you, or telling you this to make you feel bad," Chloe assures her young friend. "Neither you nor Beca have done anything wrong. Yet I've still felt jealous as you both work together."

Got me here out in the water so deep

"My point is, that everyone has moments of doubt. Moments that are irrational. Again, when you have those moments, you have a choice, hold it in or talk with your friends and loved ones. Use your support network," advises the redhead.

Tell me how you goin' be without me?

"Is that how you handled it?," Emily asks. An accusatory tone can be picked up in her voice.

"No, no it's not," Chloe answers truthfully. "But maybe I could have saved myself and others a bit of heartache."

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

Emily listens to CR as she's again singing solo. Her lips curl into a crooked smile, and she asks, "You really think I'm as good as Cynthia Rose?"

There's no air, no air
No air air, no air air

Chloe leans in and conspiratorially whispers, "Better."

There's no air, no air
No air air, no air air

Chloe looks at her honestly, "It's true." She then looks over to the bar and sees their drinks waiting for them. She flashes a thank you smile at the bartender as she reaches for them. "Now how about we rejoin Bree and Stace, and continue to enjoy this gala event?"

Before Emily can respond, Chloe feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and the grin she's sporting falters.

Standing in front of her is the man Jesse had introduced her to earlier. He notices her slip and flashes a very nice smile, and gives her a cute little wave. "Hi," he says, almost shyly.

"Oh, uhh, hey there," replies Chloe. Emily feels caught and uncomfortable, so Chloe suggests, "Emily, why don't you take Aubrey and Stacie their drinks? I'll catch up to you in a minute."

The relief is quite evident on the taller woman's face, still she asks, "Are you sure?"

Chloe looks at Chicago and senses he's a decent guy, so she nods. "Yeah, I'm sure."

Chicago watches the tall young woman walk back towards their table. He notes the look Emily gives him, as if to say she's keeping an eye on him. He chuckles and turns his attention back to Chloe. "Hey, I'm sorry for just showing up to this. Jesse and Bumper both said it would be cool."

Chloe also noted Emily's attempt at looking protective and she found it adorable. She turns to Chicago as he talks. "Oh, yeah, the more the merrier, though it looks like Fat Amy and Bumper invited half of Hollywood." She nods her head towards the couple who are again center stage with Brightslymoore.

"Yeah, this is some big shindig," Chicago glances at the stage, chuckling as he turns back.

Silently assessing the tall brown hair brown eye man before her, Chloe has to give Jesse credit. Jesse had found someone with whom she could actually see herself interested. That is if her heart wasn't already spoken for.

The young man seems to be looking for a topic of conversation. The crowd near the stage roar with laughter at something Fat Amy just said. Chicago's lips curl into a charming smirk, as he asks, "So, Bumper and Fat Amy, that's not their real names, right?"

Chloe shakes her head in the negative, as she chuckles. "No, but it's what we called them in college, and the names just fit who they are," she says, looking over at the couple on stage. The two were at the moment trading rather witty banter with Brightslymoore.

"Do you think this is scripted?," Chicago asks as he laughs at Bumper's last quip about meeting the eccentric Acapella enthusiast.

Chloe shrugs. "Maybe some, but knowing them, it's a lot of improv and off the cuff." Fat Amy and Bumper draw an 'Awww' from the crowd as they kiss. Chloe joins in, and says, "They're actually really cute together."

"You're cute," says Chicago, then realizes what he said, as Chloe arches an eyebrow. "Ummm, I mean you're cute." He cringes as Chloe remains silent, actually finding his nervousness cute. It actually reminds her of Beca, and how flustered she can get. The young man tries to rally, "I shouldn't say you're cute, I mean it's true, but I shouldn't say it." He stops and notes the playful smile on the redhead's face, and tries to start over. "I'm usually not this flustered by anything. Let me start over." He holds out his hand and says, "Hello, I'm Chicago Walp."

Chloe accepts his handshake and replies, "Chloe Beale."

Feeling a bit more comfortable Chicago says, "I know I was brought as a setup for you, but I have to say you really are as beautiful as Jesse described, and seem to be even nicer."

Chloe is actually surprised to hear how Jesse described her to Chicago. He continues, "So I was wondering if you would like to have a drink? Maybe we could go to the rooftop garden. Jesse mentioned it's really nice. Maybe we could talk and get to know each other."

"Ummm, Chicago, you seem like a really nice guy," Chloe starts.

He immediately picks up on her tone, and deflates as he says, "I hear a but coming."

Chloe hates doing this, she really senses that Chicago is a nice guy, inserted in a situation he doesn't have a clue about, but there's no reason for her to give him false hope. "But, I'm in love with someone else and I just learned she feels the same."

"She?"

"Yeah. She. And I've been in love with her for years," Chloe says confidently. It suddenly dawns on Chloe that this is the first time she's told someone outside her closest confidants that she's in love with Beca. Maybe she hasn't used Beca's name, but she has announced out loud that she's in love.

Chicago says, "She must be someone incredible."

Chloe smiles warmly. "Yes, she is."

Chicago smiles back. "I'm happy for you," he says in all honesty. Then he says playfully, "Sucks for me, but good for you. Maybe though, we'll see each other around."

"Maybe," Chloe answers, smiling back. Then as he steps back, she continues back to her table.

"Everything okay?," Aubrey asks, concern evident as her eyes flick towards the retreating form of Chicago. Chloe smiles and nods. "What about?," Aubrey asks, as she tilts her head towards Emily.

Chloe's smile drops, her expression answer enough for Aubrey, who now looks pensive. "We need to protect our little sister, Bree," says Chloe, her eyes on Emily, who is blushing at something Stacie is whispering.

Aubrey's eyebrow rose at Chloe's statement, but she nods in understanding. Before she can say anything, the show on the stage is ratcheted up a notch with pyrotechnics. All the women at their table utter the name, 'Lily', simultaneously, and then laugh, both at sharing such a conclusion and because they look up to see Brightslymoore rolling about on his Segway, with bright sparklers firing out behind. His face suggests these have caught him off-guard, or maybe the reality is a bit hotter than the intended idea.

After a few turns though, when he hasn't caught fire, Brightslymoore actually gets into it, and starts doing spins, and yo-yoing back and forth. The crowd of guests eat it up, and he's playing up to the crowd, getting them really revved up. "ARE YOU ALL READY FOR MORE!? WE'VE ONLY JUST STARTED THIS ACA-AMAZING NIGHT!," the eerily strange voice of Brightslymoore shouts.

The crowd of guests is ecstatic with excitement, which Brightslymoore just feeds off of. "Next we have an exciting young up-and-coming band for your entertainment. Give it up for EVERMOIST!"

Another large spotlight pops on, this time focused on the band who has been playing backup throughout the evening. Chloe realizes she hadn't really paid them any attention, and is surprised to see it's a quartet of women; two guitarists, one bassist, and a drummer.

A gorgeous tall woman with a sexy short cut of her brown hair, steps up to her microphone and says in a sultry voice, "I'm Calamity, we're Evermoist, and we're here to ROCK YOU!" As she shouts out the last, all four of the musicians play fast and hard, their instruments exploding with music. It's very garage-band, but it works as the audience roared their approval. This in turn seems to settle the four sexy musicians, as they settle their frantic pace, and really start jamming.

Party Rock!
Yeah
Wooo!
Let's go!

Calamity shouts out. Not quite singing yet, but building the enthusiasm of the audience.

Party rock is in the house tonight
Everybody just have a good time (yeah)
And we gon' make you lose your mind (woo)
Everybody just have a good time (clap)
Party rock is in the house tonight (oh)
Everybody just have a good time (I can feel it baby)
And we gon' make you lose your mind (yeaH)
We just wanna see you
Shake that!

"Interesting choice of music," observes Stacie. "I wouldn't have guessed this as their opening song. They struck me as more of a rock band."

In the club, party rock
Looking for your girl? She on my jock
Nonstop when we in the spot
Booty moving weight like she on the block
Where the drank? I gots to know
Tight jeans, tattoo, 'cause I'm rock and roll

"They're good. They have a cool sound," offers Emily.

"Definitely getting the crowd going," says Aubrey.

Party rock is in the house tonight (woo)
Everybody just have a good time (yeah)
And we gon' make you lose your mind
Everybody just have a good time (let's go)
Party rock is in the house tonight
Everybody just have a good time (I can feel it baby)

"The audience is getting into it, lot of people dancing," observes Stacie. "Anyone up for dancing?"

Chloe shakes her head. "I want to keep an eye out for Beca."

Aubrey gives a slight shake of her head, her eyes flicking to Chloe. Stacie gets the message that Aubrey wants to be there for the redhead.

And we gon' make you lose your mind
We just wanna see you
Shake that!
Everyday I'm shufflin'
Shufflin', shufflin'

The music changes without missing a beat, and Calamity begins singing Pink's 'Let's Get This Party Started'.

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started

The band's other guitarist steps forward, a beautiful woman with mocha colored skin and a blonde Mohawk haircut, her voice as good as Calamity's.

Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean

"Nice transition," says Emily.

"It's familiar," says Chloe, as all of Evermoist sing together.

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started

Mohawk girl steps up and lays down a completely different riff.

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

Which somehow blends well with Calamity taking over again.

Chloe gets a small knowing smile on her face.

Pumpin up the volume, breakin down' to the beat
Cruisin' through the west side
We'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner number one Superstar

Chloe knowing smile just grows and grows till it splits her face. Aubrey notices and asks, "What am I missing?"

Chloe just shakes her head and continues to take in the performance, as Mohawk girl rifts again.

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
Up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

While Calamity continues the underlying piece.

Makin' my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand-new beat
Everybody's dancin' and their dancin' for me
I'm your operator, you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line

All of Evermoist sing together again. Fat Amy and Bumper help entertain the crowd as they dance to the music.

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started

Chloe is nodding along, when suddenly she grabs Aubrey and Emily by their upper arms and begins to sing.

Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Don't, don't, don't, don't stop the party.

Chloe is perfectly in sync with Evermoist, as the group plus Chloe belt out,

Don't stop the party
Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Stop, stop, stop,
The, the, the, the party.

Aubrey and Stacie give their friend a quizzical look, as the redhead lays down the lyrics.

This is that original, this has no identical
You can't hack my digital, future aboriginal
Get up off my genitals, I stay on that pinnacle
Kill you with my lyricals, call me verbal criminal
Send you to that clinical, subscribe use of chemicals

Chloe stops singing, even as Evermoist continues the Black-Eyed Peas' song.

Audio and visual, can't see me, invisible
I'm old school like biblical, futuristic next level
Never on that typical; will I stop? Oh never, no

"It's Beca!," Chloe declares to the table. The rest of her friends look at her, their confusion quite evident, even as the music continues.

I ain't gonna stop until I'm done (don't stop it)
I ain't gonna quit until I've won
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it
You can't stop us now
I ain't gonna stop until I'm done (don't stop it)
I ain't gonna quit until I've won
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it
Now baby don't you stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it
Even if wanna to, you can't stop us now

"This is a mix Beca created for me," Chloe explains. The rest of her friends listen, and it is so obvious now that it was pointed out that it definitely has Beca's signature all over it.

As if on cue Chloe begins to sing a half second before the lead singer of Evermoist.

Party crasher,
Panty snatcher,
Call me up if you a gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancy
Why so serious?

The three other Bellas at the table laugh at the redhead's enthusiasm and then join her in singing.

So, raise your glass if you are wrong,
In all the right ways,
All my underdogs,
We will never be never be, anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,
Just come on and come on and raise your glass

People all around turn as the four women really let loose.

Slam slam, oh hot damn
What part of party don't you understand,
Wish you'd just freak out (freak out already)
Can't stop, comin' in hot,
I should be locked up right on the spot
It's so on right now

Emily catches her friends by surprise when she sings the refrain.

So, fuckin' on right now

The three friends laugh as Stacie takes the lead.

Party crasher,
Panty snatcher,
Call me up if you a gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancy
Why so serious?

They don't even notice that Evermoist is still singing as they are having their own sing-along.

So, raise your glass if you are wrong,
In all the right ways,
All my underdogs,

Aubrey throws her arm around Chloe, who does the same with Emily. Stacie steps to the other side of Emily and throws her left arm around the tall teenager. All continuing to sing with joy and passion.

We will never be never be, anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,

Glasses are raised and clinked together. Chloe looks at Emily, who gives the redhead a warm smile.

Just come on and come on and raise your glass
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,
Just come on and come on and raise your glass

All four of the women sing out loud, garnering some glances, and open stares, yet they don't care. This is a night to release pent-up demons, and take back inner power. They are here for each other and that's all that matters.

So, raise your glass if you are wrong,
In all the right ways,
All my underdogs,
We will never be never be, anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,
Just come on and come on and raise your glass
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass (for me)
Just come on and come on and raise your glass (for me)

As the song comes to an end, Calamity shouts into her microphone, "We are Evermoist, and this set was put together by our new producer and hottest new DJ in LA, Beca Mitchell!"

She points back to the main stage, and there's Beca, now behind her whole DJ setup, which had been surreptitiously put together during Evermoist's performance.

Chloe's heart flutters as she spies Beca, now sporting her signature oversized headphones, head bobbing to the beat, she's slowly bringing to the fore. Beca looks up and her eyes connect with Chloe's, she smirks knowingly as she shouts, "What's up Beverly Hills, this goes out to all the lovers in the room!" And with that Beca is performing.

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A/N: That seems a good place to end this chapter. Until next chapter, which will definitely be interesting.

Thanks to my friend BeChloeIsLegit for letting me bounce ideas off of her, and looking through my material for obvious mistakes. Your help and encouragement is appreciated.

To my lost friend, I hope you are still reading. I look forward to the day you are ready to communicate again, and please bring back your stories. They are too good not to share. Just so you know, your fans ask for you.

Songs Used:

Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's It's Your Love'

Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes' Up Where We Belong

Roberta Flack with Donny Hathaway's The Closer I Get to You

Chris Brown and Jordin Sparks' No Air.

LMFAO's Party Rock Anthem

Pink's Let's Get This Party Started with a mix of DMX's Party Up

Black Eyed Peas' Don't Stop the Party

Pink's Raise Your Glass