DISCLAIMER 1: I do not own Pitch Perfect or its characters. All words and mistakes those of my own.

DISCLAIMER 2: This is chapter filler other than anything else – it's just a cheesy happy little update, so yeah, whatever :)

Happy

Chloe remembers the first time they brought her home. Beca had cautiously driven under the speed limit the entire ride with the stereo turned all the way down. Her eyes constantly checked the rear view mirror each time they stopped at a red light or drove over the tiniest bump in the road; in all fairness, Chloe was completely in awe of it. Ava had been asleep the entirety of the journey from the hospital and Beca was taking every precaution not to disturb her.

Chloe was sure her heart grew three times bigger due to the cuteness of it all. Their daughter had been tucked into her car seat completely unaware of the effect she was having on "bad ass" Beca Mitchell.

Once they had gotten home, Beca was out of the car and rushing to the passenger side door, scrambling for the handle and helping Chloe out of the car.

"Becs, I'm no longer pregnant, you don't need to do that anymore" she laughed with the shake of her head, stepping out of the car. Throughout the entirety of her pregnancy, Beca had ensured every single one of Chloe's needs were met, but eventually Beca's antics turned drastic.

Things such as reaching the short distance from the sofa to the coffee table for the remote or carrying her own bag became difficult as Beca insisted "I've got it."

It was the root of all of the very few hormonal arguments they had during the nine months, but Chloe knew she didn't really have the right to get mad, because deep down in made her swoon and made her realise Beca was definitely the right person to start a family with.

"Yeah, well you just recently gave birth, so deal with it" Beca smirked, smacking her lips against Chloe's before closing the door and jogging around the car to her daughter.

The newness of being a Mom should have slowly evaporated now, but for Chloe and Beca it was still very much in full swing, especially now Ava had started teething.

What once used to be quiet nights had suddenly turned into the loudest of them all. They both had taken in turns to nurse a crying Ava on a nightly basis, as well as taking drives in the early hours of the morning - the hum of engine was the only thing that seemed to soothe her to sleep.

Seen as Chloe was still on maternity leave, the redhead tried to her best to let her girlfriend sleep through, but it was no use; despite Beca's early mornings and long days at work, she was still more than willing to do her fair share of nursing, singing, rocking and all that came with it in an attempt to calm their daughter.

And that made Chloe fall even more deeper in love with her.

"I'll go" Beca whispered, her hand reaching out to still the redhead's attempt to get up first. Before Chloe could protest, Beca was squeezing her hand and giving her one of those pointed warning glares that never carried as much weight as Beca wished it would.

"Chlo, go to sleep" she whispered shouted, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips, as she watched the other woman burying her face into the pillow with a guilty expression and knowing smile.

"But it's my turn next" Chloe warned, as Beca waved her off whilst making her way down the hall to a crying Ava.

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Chloe rolled to Beca's side of the bed, her arm outstretched to land on cold sheets. She opened her eyes, glancing the time illuminating off the alarm clock on the bedside. Although she wasn't entirely sure what time Beca had gotten up, she had a feeling it was a while ago, so Chloe was getting to her feet and padding her way down the hall to Ava's room.

"Becs?"

Her quiet whisper bounced off the walls of the empty room, as Chloe's head popped around the door to see an babyless crib and a Becaless rocking chair. She let out a sigh and started down the stairs.

Once she was in the living room, Chloe was stopping abruptly at the sight on the couch, as she felt something she had recently dubbed "cuteness overload" and had been using it more frequently in conversation in an attempt to annoy the brunette – it worked, every time.

There was a mug of what looked like now cold coffee sitting on the table and Beca's feet settled beside it. She was slumped down the sofa, holding a book in one hand, whilst the other rested on Ava's back who was sleeping soundly on her chest.

Chloe tiptoed over, taking extra care not to wake the pair up, as she gently tugged the worn book from her girlfriend's hands.

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The pages were wrinkled and certain ones folded over at the corner. On a closer expectation, Chloe could just about see Beca's rushed and scribbled handwriting cover the pages in their darkened living room. How didn't she know about this book?

The smile on her face was widening, the "cuteness overload' heightening as she looked to the protective hand around Ava and the way the child had a loose grip on Beca's shirt.

There was no doubt in Chloe's mind that Beca was the greatest Mother to Ava, the book in her hands proved that and indicated Beca would never tire of trying to be better. Chloe had known she loved Beca more than she ever thought she could, but her girlfriend's actions over this last year had proved just how much Beca loved and cared for her.

There was a joyous feeling taking over her and before she could even register she was crying, the wetness of her tears trickled down her cheek. It was then Beca was stirring slightly and opening her eyes to catch a glimpse of Chloe.

"Chlo?"

Beca had moved forward instinctively to comfort her, but quickly refrained and hugged Ava closer. The brunette's expression was concerned and almost panicked, but she was hastily tapping at the vacant seat beside her on the couch, urging Chloe to sit down.

"What's wrong?" she asked quietly, the words muffled into Chloe's hair, as the redhead leaned into her side with a long sigh and a small chuckle.

"I'm just so happy" Chloe replied, pulling at Beca's arm and guiding it around her shoulders, before scooting closer and pressing a delicate kiss to the top of Ava's head. Beca stayed silent, but Chloe could feel the imprint of her smile against her temple.

"Can you still be hormonal?" the brunette eventually asked, with a chuckle of her own.

"Shut up, I'm serious. Everything is perfect right now" Chloe breathed out, her voice shaky and laced with emotion.

"Oh my god, you're so cheesy" Beca teased with a smirk.

"You should be thankful Ava is sleeping on you right now" Chloe warned, laughter spilling from her lips as she felt Beca's body tense.

"I'm happy too" Beca whispered, craning her neck to look Chloe in the eyes, "Everything is perfect" she repeated, before capturing her lips in a chaste kiss.

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