Prompt: "Chloe gives Beca a call while she's out with her friends but Beca isn't as affectionate as she usually is. Chloe suspects that Beca is cheating on her because she hears the voice of a girl in the background but Beca is quick to deny anything of the sort. Chloe decides to find out for herself what's going on. – Inspired by Destiny's Child's 'Say My Name.'

Maybe Chloe lies and pretends to believe Beca but asks her friends to follow her to Beca's apartment (they don't live together) to find out what's really going on."

"Drop the Act, Beca, you've Been Caught Red-handed!"

"Becs, can we get back to it."

The woman's voice sounded low and seductive, almost careless in fact and Chloe couldn't shake them away. The seven words weren't whispered or hushed but spoken loud enough to convince Chloe it wasn't the television or Beca's laptop in the background.

"Chlo, I've got to go, I'll see you for breakfast tomorrow."

Beca's response was rushed and almost sounded off-hand as she instantly hung-up – which is probably why Chloe is replaying their entire phone call on loop from last night in her head whilst making her way to the diner they were meeting in.

"Hey."

The brunette was standing by the table and pulling out a chair for Chloe with a smile.

"Hi" Chloe replied, leaning into the quick kiss that was pressed to her check.

"Did you have fun last night?" Beca asked, returning to her seat.

Did you have fun with that girl last night?

There was a tiny part of her that wants to give that thought a voice, but instead Chloe shrugged the jacket off her shoulders with a smile.

"Yeah, the girls from work get pretty wild after shots."

Beca laughed as the waitress brought over their order.

It was in that moment Chloe realised how ridiculous she was being. Beca was and always had been completely invested in their relationship; sending good morning texts, storing extra pillows in the closet for when she spent the night or remembering her breakfast order were all the little things Beca did to ensure she made Chloe happy; and those were just scratching the surface.

"I got you extra syrup" Beca smirked, as Chloe's eyes rested on the plate of pancakes in front of her with a smile.

After meeting each other through mutual friends, Beca and Chloe had been seeing each other for six months and Chloe was sure she could see a future with the quiet and shy DJ that stuttered her way through their first encounter. Beca held her attention for the rest of the evening and Chloe has never looked back.

"Oh and black coffee for the hangover, right?" Beca joked around a mouthful of bacon.

"Actually, no."

From the minute she finished speaking to Beca on the phone, her mind was preoccupied and the recent happy and slight buzz of the evening quickly faded away.

"I guess I wasn't really in the partying mood" she shrugged with a small smile.

Beca reached for her own coffee, "Why didn't you text me, you could have come to mine?"

Chloe was instantly locking her eyes on Beca's and searching them; for what, she isn't sure. Perhaps it was just an automated response but somehow Chloe believes the sincerity within them.

"It was still kind of late and I didn't want to wake you."

That might have been a lie, but Chloe was already regretting letting her paranoia get the best of her. Beca had never given her a reason to think she would ever be unfaithful; the music was loud in the bar; she'd had a few drinks; Chloe could have easily misheard the voice that muffled in the background of Beca's empty apartment.

"It wouldn't have mattered; I like it when you come over."

Beca's response and the smile on her face silenced every doubt in Chloe's mind. She trusted Beca one hundred percent and she was more than sure her girlfriend was as serious about their relationship as she was; refusing to let anything ruin what they have.

"Besides, last night was kind of lonely, if you know what I mean?" the DJ wriggled her eyebrows comically, causing Chloe to giggle and gently squeeze the hand that had found its way into hers on the table.

XXX

The sudden movement from the door of the building caused Aubrey to throw herself in her seat and recline the chair back with a thud and an "umph." Her eyes instantly checked the time as she watched the woman across the street get into her car and drive off.

If Chloe had any idea her best friend was currently camped out in her car outside her girlfriend's apartment, Aubrey is sure the redhead would drag her out of the driver's seat and drive them both home in silence.

Perhaps participating in some sort of surveillance operation outside of Beca's apartment building wasn't the most rational of things to do but this wasn't a stake out by any means.

With that thought, Aubrey crushed the empty coffee cup in her palm and pushed the box of donuts off the seat with a sigh – yeah, totally not a stake out.

Chloe had been moping around for the last week, trying to convince herself and Aubrey that Beca wasn't up to anything but t was beginning to take its toll. The redhead wasn't as smiley anymore and when Beca called or texted they were embraced with worry and dread instead of the usual excitement and enthusiasm. Despite her will to think positive, Chloe couldn't completely dismiss her suspicions and Aubrey couldn't stand it any longer before addressing the elephant in the room.

"I don't see why you can't just have a conversation about it?"

"Because I don't want her to run, Bree. Asking will only undo all of the time it took for Beca to completely let me in. It's just… It's complicated, OK?"

That was the final straw that had driven her (literally) to sit outside Beca's apartment for the past three nights in a row and it was proving rather educational so far. For every night Aubrey had been lying in wait, three different women had entered Beca's apartment for two hours and left at exactly the same time.

It was no secret Aubrey wasn't Beca's biggest fan, but she had hoped for Chloe's sake that Beca had a rational explanation for all of this, however, it was safe to say, things weren't looking good. The blonde leaned forward to turn up the radio and reached for another donut defeated.

Headlights shone through the back window of the car, before parking up opposite Aubrey. A tall brunette wearing what looked like office attire was getting out and making her way to the sidewalk and buzzing Beca's apartment. The anger suddenly washed over her and before she knew it, the blonde was already opening her door and throwing the donut back into the opened box.

Not only was Beca cheating on her best friend, but continued to do it every night, with different people – Aubrey wasn't going to stand for this.

She expertly slid her hand down every buzzer on the wall until the door clicked open. With each step, Aubrey could feel her cheeks getting hotter and the anger raising the closer she got to Beca's floor.

Chloe deserves so much better than Beca-Serial-Cheater-Mitchell.

Her hand was colliding with Beca's door and her fist pounded the wood impatiently; perhaps she should have reported back to Chloe before doing anything rash.

Well, it was too late for that now.

"What's the emerg-"

The second the door swung open and Beca's eyes landed on Aubrey, her words trailed off.

"What are you doing here?" the brunette asked, confused, but Aubrey was pushing her way past and strolling into Beca's apartment like she owned the place. She took in the white walls and hardwood flooring of the living room before her eyes landed on the same brunette from outside currently sat on the coach.

"Did you really think you'd get away with it?!" she yelled turning back to Beca who was closing the door, looking even more puzzled than before.

"What?"

Aubrey sighed loudly as she threw her hands in the air, "Drop the act, Beca, you've been caught red-handed for god's sake!" she pointed to the stunned woman with a look of disgust. "I just can't believe you could even do this to Chloe. After everything-"

"Aubrey, what the hell are you talking about?"

"That you're cheating on her, with different women every night!" she exclaimed, turning her attention back to the woman on the couch, "So I wouldn't get any ideas about thinking your special to her" Aubrey added, pointing accusingly at Beca.

"Why would you- I'm not cheating on Chloe!"

Beca's outburst surprised Aubrey, as she saw a flash of anger take over her face. The blonde imagined it was of similar to the kind that forced her up here in the first place. The stranger was suddenly getting to her feet and making her way over to the short woman by the door, "Look, I think I'm going to go, can we rearrange our lesson for next week, Beca?"

"Wait, lesson?"

Aubrey's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as she watched Beca offer the brunette a small smile before replying, "Yeah, sure. Look, I'm really sorry about this."

There was an exchange of nods and suddenly it was just Beca and Aubrey staring back at each other.

"Yeah, lesson, as in singing lesson" Beca announced, taking a seat and signalling Aubrey to do the same.

"Singing lessons? You, teaching people to sing?"

"Yeah, I needed to make some extra cash and fast" Beca shrugged, nervously shuffling under Aubrey's intent gaze.

"I don't understand; why would you willingly give singing lessons?" she stuttered out.

The idea of Beca willingly inviting strangers in her apartment to help them improve their singing sounded bizarre. Ever since Beca and Chloe had started dating, the DJ had seemed to grow more upbeat and less grumpy, but hosting singing lessons willingly? She couldn't possibly see Beca ever doing that.

"Do you remember when Chloe tried to get Taylor Swift tickets a few weeks back but they sold out?" Beca asked, bringing Aubrey back to the present.

She couldn't forget, Chloe had spent an entire week cursing herself for not getting up earlier or buying a faster laptop in preparation for the day they went on sale. To say Chloe was majorly disappointed was an understatement; it took four movies and five tubs of ice cream to cheer her up.

"Yeah?"

"Well I manged to find a pair of front row tickets off some dude online, but he charged triple the price. I spent my whole pay check and then some, so I really needed some extra money to tie me over until payday."

"Wait, so you're not cheating?"

Beca's eyes were cast down to the floor, before they were darting back up.

"No!" she hurried out, "God, no, I would never do that, Aubrey; I love her."

The blonde woman shuffled further into the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief, "Well I feel pretty stupid right now" she laughed awkwardly.

"Yeah, what's new?" Beca smirked, throwing her weight back into the cushion.

"Hey, how did you know they were buzzing for my apartment?" Beca added, intrigued.

"Binoculars, Beca" she replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

The woman beside her sat forward, looking astonished before blowing the air from her cheeks, "Chloe always argues with me whenever I say this, but God, you're insane!"

Aubrey was turning to glare, before both women were breaking into uncontrollable laughter.

"Look, Chloe never asked me to do this, but she's been down lately, Beca. Your unusual behaviour and flaking on dates could be giving her the wrong idea, you know?" Aubrey stated seriously.

"I just wanted to surprise her with them next month" Beca replied honestly, a guilty expression settling on her face.

"I get it…" Aubrey breathed out, "…but tell her tomorrow?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah, no of course. I'd hate her to get the wrong idea."

Both of them shared a smile, relaxing into the comfortable silence.

"Shit, I didn't lock my car!" Aubrey yelled, jumping up and speeding towards the door, as Beca watched with the shake of her head and a smile.

XXX

I hope this was kind of what you had in mind; thanks for prompting :)