A/N I don't own History Is Made At Night! It belongs to NBC's SMASH. Just to clarify, whenever Chloe is singing, the lyrics are italicized.
When Chloe got home, she wanted to sleep as long as possible. She was almost halfway through this pregnancy and found herself more tired than she was with the twins.
She went upstairs and saw the light on. Quietly, she opened the door and almost let out an "awe".
Both Benson and Avery had their heads each on one of Beca's shoulders. Beca was asleep too, arms wrapped around a twin.
Chloe took a picture before going over and kissing Beca's forehead.
Beca stirs. She opened one eye and closed it. Smiling she said, "Hey."
"I think you might be stuck." Chloe giggles.
"Yeah. How's munchkin?" Beca asks as Chloe sat down on their bed.
"Was active during the show, but quiet right now. I think she's sleeping." Chloe said.
"She?" "I think that it's a girl." "Do you want to find out next week?" "We should do a gender reveal party and invite everyone."
"Okay," Beca slowly slides herself out from underneath the twins, "I'm going to put them in their beds while you get ready."
Chloe nods and heads into the closet. She changed into shorts and a Saquon Barkley jersey. When she came back out, Beca was walking back into the room.
"Are they both-" "Tucked in and everything."
After getting situated, Beca lay next to Chloe's belly as the taller woman ran her fingers through Beca's hair. Beca hand a hand on her wife's bump. Though the baby had started to kick about a week ago, Beca had yet to feel the baby kick.
"I like Nate for a boy." Beca says rubbing her thumb over the side of Chloe's bump.
"It's cute. I like Natalie for a girl and Eli for a boy." Chloe hums, lost in thought.
"I always kinda liked Hope." Beca says after a few minutes of silence.
"Hope?" "Yeah... I always kinda liked it."
Chloe smiled as she felt a small kick, "I think she likes it too."
"Do you?" "I think that it's cute, but I wanna wait and see what he or she like after they're born. I want to respect them and pick a name that suits them."
"Are you referring to Axel?" "Yeah. I don't want our babies growing up thinking that they have to lie to not only everyone but themselves."
Axel was a writer that Chloe began working with three years ago. He was transgender and had gone through a horrible rape . Chloe, having been a victim herself, helped him out of a dark place.
He got along with Beca so well, that every once in a while, he would babysit the twins so that Beca and Chloe could go on a date.
"They won't." Beca cups her wife's face, "We did that. Axel did that. I'm pretty sure that our children have been been shown that being who you are is more important than what anyone thinks about them. They will learn who they are and we will be there every step of the way."
Chloe tears up. She took Beca's hand and guides it to where the baby was throwing some soft punches, "I like that."
Beca smiled, "Good."
She gave Chloe a quick peck on the lips and began to settle into bed.
"Beca?" "Hmmm?" "I need you to fuck me."
Her eyes popped open as she sat up, "What?"
"I need you to fuck me." Chloe says playing with the bottom of her jersey.
Beca rolls her eyes before she said, "If you only you sing the song that you and Axel wrote."
Beca pulls off the jersey and began kissing Chloe's neck as she began to sing:
Put down the playbook
Cause the things I wanna show you can't be written down
Let my lips do the teachings
Beca began to kiss Chloe's belly and started to sing.
Turn off the camera
Kick your shoes off for this scene you should be sitting down
Yeah sitting close enough for reaching
Turn down the lamp
For the last page has been turned
When the dawns breaking through
We can stop and review all the lessons you'll have learned
Cause history is made at night so close the books turn off the light and listen
Let my heart be the teacher
No one here to disapprove
As we review the lessons you've been missing
Let the moon be our only light
Cause history is made at night
Oh, oh yes
Someday they'll write lots of books
About our fame and glory
But if all their reports are just movies and sports
They'll be missing the whole story
Cause history is made at night so close the books turn off the light and listen
Let my heart be the teacher
No one here to disapprove
As we review the lessons you've been missing
Let the moon be our only light
Cause history is made at night
Yes our history was made at night
Beca began to kiss Chloe. Her hand moved to Chloe's belly.
"Woah!" She says jumping back. "Becs?" Chloe asked.
"I felt her." Beca smiles. Chloe laughs breathlessly as Beca plants another kiss on her lips.