A/N 1: If this is part two does it now make the title "A Twenty"? Umm…

A Ten Part 2

Beca wasn't really expecting Chloe to call her the minute she got back to her own apartment after the rehearsal dinner. She wasn't really expecting the redhead to make good on her word either but their arrangement didn't really leave much time for thought.

Before she even had a chance to take off her jacket, Beca was going back out again and meeting Chloe at a diner not too far from Aubrey and Jesse's. They eat pie and smoked more pot in the parking lot before they inevitably "got down to business" – Chloe's words.

Beca didn't really need any more convincing when it came the redhead's beauty and 'given score' but somehow the rest of their night together impressed her even more. It seemed from the moment both their lips locked in Beca's car, all of the potential awkward fumbling's and basic semantics (such as making out and walking up her apartment stairs) were forgotten and natural instincts just kicked in.

"Was that the kind of fun you had in mind?" Beca smirked as Chloe fell in a gentle heap on her chest. The hot breath tickled her shoulder when the other woman softy laughed into it.

The sheets were bunched around their waists and Beca couldn't really help but think of how intimate their positions were for just "some fun." The brunette felt Chloe's breathing even out before she snuggled further into the embrace causing Beca to automatically pull the sheets up and rest her arms around her lower back.

One night stands weren't exactly every night occurrences for Beca but they were regular; relationships were never something she ever wanted. Spending the night and 'cuddling' wasn't either, but there was something that felt right that night, so they both stayed in that position until morning.

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Beca was just sliding the last record onto the shelf when her eyes wandered to the clock.

17:01

She made her way to the counter and slid through the little gate with a nod to Mike still serving the same customer who had walked into the record store two hours ago. They shared a knowing look, before the older man continued his sentence about why vinyl sounded crisper than a CD with a not so subtle annoyance to his tone.

Beca smirked before continuing on to the back and into the staff room to gather her things.

"That annoying guy has been following Mike around since he started his shift" Grace announced as Beca opened her locker.

"I know, this is the fourth time he's been in this week" the brunette replied, putting on her jacket with the roll of her eyes.

"Yeah, well you know what weirdos a record store can attract" the blonde mumbled into the mug that was just shy of her lips before quickly pulling it away, "I mean you work here for one" she added with a grin.

Beca turned to face the now amused woman at the table, "And even bigger weirdos manage them, right?"

Grace laughed before giving her the finger, "Get out of here, Mitchell, before I make you do overtime" she warned playfully to a now fleeting Beca.

"I'm going, I'm going."

The brunette had worked at the record store for almost four years now and truth be told she was content with her job. Since graduating college, Beca had watched Jesse and Aubrey further themselves in their careers, whilst she continued to maintain the same position at the store. Much to her Dad's disapproval, Beca never had the ambition to pursue a career and was comfortable with the simpler things in life. The record store gave her a sense of family she had never really had and the perfect soundtrack to every shift was an added bonus.

She had always had a strong connection with music and it gave her an escape from everything, offering her a sanctuary from life when she needed it most. Despite her once keen interest in mixing during high school and college, Beca always knew it was just a hobby.

A quick scroll through her phone and Beca was stopping on one message in particular with a grin on her face. She quickly bid her goodbyes and began the short walk back to her apartment in a speedily fashion.

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When Beca rounded the corner, she was greeted by a familiar redhead with a small collection of DVDs tucked under her arm and a bag of popcorn in the other. Chloe was leaning against the wall, unaware of Beca's presence yet as her attention was focused solely on the phone in her right hand.

Beca stood hesitantly for a second, taking in the sight. Beca had had women waiting outside her apartment door before and most of the time it was completely spontaneous and uninvited. Although Chloe had messaged in advance, it was still a spontaneous visit and Beca felt a twinge of something different in her gut when she knew the other woman was coming over; even if it was to watch movies. Beca wanted Chloe in her apartment and she found herself wishing Aubrey's sister didn't have to return to Florida in three days.

Just as Chloe looked up, Beca was already closing the distance between them and placing a kiss on her lips. It was messy and uncoordinated due to their positions but it still seemed like the ground was moving underneath her feet.

Fuck – she was way over her head right now.

The fact that Chloe knew where everything was in Beca's kitchen should have sent those little alarm bells ringing inside her head. Whenever someone got too close, the brunette was quick to push them away and cut all ties, however Chloe was different.

This thought was quickly pushed away on a regular basis, the excuse of Chloe's soon departure at the end of the week justifying their newfound routine.

"So what are we watching first?" Chloe asked with a smile, joining the shorter woman on the couch.

Beca shrugged, "Whatever, movies aren't really my thing."

"I know, Bree told me. So I'm here to convert you."

The grin on the redhead's face was almost enough for Beca not to question her, well almost.

"You talked to Bree about me?"

"C'mon, Becs, I've spent almost every night here, she's not stupid you know?"

She hadn't thought of that; obviously Aubrey knew. Now she thought about it, the blonde woman had been giving her pointed stares and one worded replies since the rehearsal dinner.

"She's not happy about it, is she?" Beca asked with a smirk, a hint of satisfaction emerging as she thought how pissed the other woman would be.

"She's not thrilled" Chloe laughed, scooting closer to the brunette and resting the bowl of popcorn on her knee, "But she's more pissed with you than she is me."

Beca sat up slightly, looking down at a smug Chloe, "But this was all your idea?" Beca challenged, trying to keep a stern look on her face.

"Yeah and I'm her sister, so you get the blame" Chloe retorted, pressing play on the remote between them, "Now be quiet and watch the movie" she scolded playfully, pressing a soft kiss to Beca's cheek. The brunette ignored her light headedness and the butterflies before cuddling closer and getting more comfortable.

In all fairness it was a miracle they had resisted each other for the first fifty minutes, but now Chloe was led on her back, with Beca resting between her legs as she made quick work of removing her shirt.

"I think we should…" Chloe stopped midsentence as she lifted her neck, making it easier for Beca to continue expertly rolling her lips over it, "…carry this on in there" she breathed out, pointing towards the ajar bedroom door down the hall.

Beca interlocked their fingers together before pinning them against the sofa and above Chloe's head. Her knee was sliding up, meeting Chloe's raised hips as they moved rhythmically against it.

"I don't think you could wait."

The words were mumbled into the skin of Chloe's hipbone and hands quickly searched for the button of her jeans. The redhead let out an appreciative moan as she rushed Beca's fingers to work.

Once they were finished on the sofa, both woman shred the remainder of their clothes and resumed similar activates in the bedroom.

Chloe was stood by the closet, pulling one of Beca's shirts off the door and putting her arms into it. Beca watched as the other woman's skin slowly disappeared button by button in the dim light of the bedroom lamp. Chloe flashed her a lazy smile before sitting cross legged in front of Beca on the bed with her hands resting in her lap and pulling the cotton further down her thighs.

The brunette mirrored her position, leaning forward and kissing Chloe's lips for a moment too long.

"Is this still fun for you?" Chloe asked once they parted, playing with one of Beca's fingers currently resting on her bare knee.

It seemed like a straight forward question, but Beca couldn't help but read into the double meaning; is this more than fun to you now?

"Yeah, I don't want us to stop, if that's what you mean?"

It was a weak answer, but playing dumb was a common used defence mechanism for her. When Chloe nodded, the shorter woman felt a small sense of worry.

"Do you want to be my date for the wedding?" she added bravely, noting how Chloe had immediately stopped pulling at her fingers.

"This isn't just fun anymore, is it?"

Chloe was looking her in the eye now, but her facial expression still unreadable.

Beca took a deep breath, "I don't think it ever was, Chlo."

The redhead's hand was wrapping around Beca's before she smiled a soft smile, "I'd really like to be your date."

Although they had addressed the topic, they had both carelessly danced around hoping smiles and touches would communicate what neither of them said. They just slept together after that; Chloe on Beca's chest as the brunette tangled her fingers in her hair and rubbed her thumb in soft circles along her jaw. The thought of Chloe leaving crept into her mind for a moment but she let the even breaths lull her to sleep.

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Aubrey and Jesse's ceremony was nothing short of perfect, even Beca could admit that. Their vows were romantic and meaningful, but the pure look of love in their eyes was enough to make her realise true love did exist and movie happy endings were always possible in real life – it took Jesse years for her to admit that and he was more than thrilled he'd finally proved his point.

Chloe had been by Beca's side from the minute the brunette picked her up just before lunch. Being Aubrey's sister automatically made Chloe bridesmaid and in Beca's mind the redhead stole the show. So much so, Aubrey had to physically shut Beca's chin when she first glanced at the other woman back at their apartment.

Chloe was definitely a ten; no doubt about it.

The wedding reception had been in full swing for a while now, the joyous occasion rubbing off on everyone in attendance – yep, even Beca. She's more than ashamed to admit there was a watery film settling over her eyes during the couple's first dance. It didn't go unnoticed by her date, but Beca brushed it off.

Chloe and Beca found themselves out on the balcony again. Beca was rolling the paper in her hands against her fingers, as she wet the edge of it with her tongue before sparking up and offering it to Chloe.

"I feel like my speech didn't do today justice" Beca said blowing smoke from her lips.

The redhead slapped her arm lightly, "Don't be silly – your speech was amazing. It was honest and sincere, and I'm not having you tell me it wasn't" Chloe warned, with a pointed stare followed by the hint of a smile.

"You think?" she asked quietly.

"Yes, so quit being so hard on yourself."

As if to punctuate her words further Chloe pulled Beca in for a kiss.

Jesse had been one of Beca's longest and most loyal friends, so to say she felt a huge amount of pressure to nail her speech was an understatement. She had been working on it for months, trying to express just how happy she was for him and Aubrey's new beginning. Chloe had stayed up in the early hours of the morning with Beca for many nights reading her new additions, so she welcomed her reassurance.

Chloe passed the joint back to Beca with a smile that made her heart feel like it was about to thud out of her chest cavity.

"I'm really glad you agreed to being my date tonight."

Chloe pulled the shorter woman's arm over her shoulder before sinking into her side with a light hum, "I'm thinking of extending my stay in Atlanta for a bit."

Beca squeezed her hand before whispering into her ear, "We'll talk about that after. Let us just have tonight."

The redhead flicked the smoke away, as they both watched its descent down the building, "I really wanted you to ask me to be your date tonight."

She opened her mouth to speak again, but Beca silenced her with a kiss.

Later in the evening, Aubrey was pulling Beca to the side. The many glasses of wine pouring through every syllable of her words.

"You've been sleeping with my sister, haven't you?"

Beca shuffled on her feet, trying her hardest to suppress the smile pulling at her lips.

"Yeah."

There was a pause, as she settled under the older woman's hard stare, unsure if should prepare to dodge a punch to the face.

But then Aubrey was smiling.

"I told you she was off limits for a reason, Beca" she started, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I always knew you two would somehow enter into something much deeper than either of you anticipated."

Beca nodded, almost guiltily.

"She'll coax all of your good qualities out of you and you won't even be able to pinpoint the exact moment you fell in love with her?" the younger woman recited Aubrey's previous words back to her.

"Exactly" Aubrey smiled.

"Just..." she paused before standing up straight, "…don't break her heart, OK?"

"Never."

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A/N 2: So there is something in my gut that tells me I should follow this up with a part three. Let me know if anybody is game for that in the reviews.