Beca tapped out a beat on the arm rest of the club chair as she waited. Her business meetings were finished, the Malibu house had been checked on and now she was running her last errand in LA and then she was heading back to London. She sighed as she glanced at the clock counting two and a half hours till her flight departed. Beca whipped her head around quickly at the sound of the office door opening.

"I'm so sorry to keep you waiting Mrs. Mitchell."

Beca stood from the chair and shook the man's hand. "Not a problem Mr. George. Thank you for seeing me on such short notice."

"What can I do for you?" He asked as he walked around his desk and sat in his large office chair.

Beca re-took her seat. She reached into her messenger bag and pulled out a large legal envelope. "Chloe and I would like to legally adopt Finley." Beca handed the packet over to him. "We completed the adoption request you provided us."

"That's wonderful news Mrs. Mitchell." Mr. George smiled. "I know they wanted the two of you to become Finley's parents and not just guardians." He said as he flipped through the paper work reviewing them quickly and looking for the appropriate signatures. "This looks to be in order. I don't see any reason why this will not be granted. It's customary for a court date to be set and a judge to declare the adoption offical. Since you have had custody of Finley for the last two years, I doubt that either you or your wife will be required to attend. I should be able to appear on your behalf without any issue." He paused.

"Great" Beca said quickly hoping that her business was finished and she would be one step closer to heading back to London.

"I see that you would like for Finley's last name to remain Richards?" He questioned.

"Yes. Chloe and I agreed that Finley should have Quinn and Emma's last name. Is that a problem?"

"No, not at all. It should be fine. I just wanted to double check. It can always be changed at a later date if you should change your mind." He smiled.

"Perfect. Thank you." Beca said as she began to stand up.

Mr. George stood from his desk and made his way over to a small safe across his office. Beca watched him curiously as he turned the dial and pulled the small box open. He pulled out several envelopes, flipping through each one till he found what he was after. He closed the safe and turned back towards the brunette.

"Do you have plans for the afternoon?"

"Oh, well I'm actually headed to the airport. My plane leaves in a couple of hours." Beca answered.

"Excellent" Mr. George replied as she grabbed his briefcase from his desk and his suit jacket that hung on a nearby coat rack. "I'll drop you off."

"Um, thanks for the offer but I was just going to UBER it." Beca answered politely.

"I have to show you something and it happens to be on the way to LAX." Mr. George smiled.

Beca squinted. She hadn't seen him in this state before, he almost seemed excited. "What is it?" She asked curiously.

"When you and your wife become Finley's legal parents, you are set to assume all of the assets that Quinn and Emma left for their child." He began to explain as he held the door open for Beca.

"Yes, Chloe and I want all of those assets to remain in a trust for Finley until she's 25." Beca replied. "Can you arrange that?"

"Of course Mrs. Mitchell. I'll take care of it but I've been waiting to show you this for two years hoping that you would adopt Finley." He smiled. "Please" he gestured for her towards the door.

"Okay" Beca sang skeptically.

XxXxXx

Beca looked out the window curiously as the car twisted and turned down numerous streets in Culver City. Mr. George pulled up along the curb and put the Lexus in park.

"Here we are" He announced happily.

Beca looked over towards the lawyer and out the driver side window. The brick wall along the outside of the building was painted colorfully. Musical instruments, illustrations of musicians, and curious looking doodles covered the dark grey brick in bright spray paint. The old sign that hung on the side of the building reading Jazz Café caught Beca's attention.

"What is this?" She asked.

Mr. George smiled at the curious brunette before reaching for his door handle and climbing out of his car. Beca followed quickly.

Once they were both standing outside of the building that looked abandoned Mr. George raised his hand to dangle a single key from his fingers. Beca watched the key swing through the air.

"This is all yours." Mr. George replied.

Beca pulled her eyes from the key and back to the building. She walked closer to what looked to be the front entrance. The windows were covered in so much dirt and dust that it was impossible to see inside. The large metal door looked heavy and was covered in local artist graffiti. "This is a shit hole" Beca said looking at the mess in front of her.

Mr. George chuckled. "Maybe, but it's your shit hole."

"Seriously, what is this?" Beca asked turning toward the man.

"Let's go inside, shall we?" He smiled.

Beca rolled her eyes, "I'd rather not" she supplied as she watched him unlock the door and slide the metal door to the left. She shook her head and followed him inside. It was cold and drafty inside the old rundown building. The first thing she noticed was the smell. She covered her nose and mouth with her hand. "Has something or someone died in here?" Then her eyes floated around the building. Unique woodwork covered the walls. A twisted staircase led straight up to a small opening in the ceiling.

"A couple of weeks after Finley was born" Mr. George said as he walked through the room towards a boxy structure covered by a drop cloth. He pulled it back and Beca held her breath until most of the dust that had been tossed through the air seemed to settle. "Quinn brought me here. She had been looking at this location for a few months. It was pretty much in this condition" He smiled. "I advised heavily against her purchasing this property because" he said as his polished black leather shoe pushed a large dead rat across the room, "well, because I couldn't see why this hadn't been torn down by the city yet." He laughed again, mostly to himself.

Beca watched the rodent's body come to a stop and then looked back towards Mr. George who stood beside the large metal and wood desk. "But she didn't listen. She purchased this property a few days later." He began towards the staircase. He motioned with his head for Beca to follow him.

Reluctantly she did. They climbed the steps. The upper level was just as gross as the bottom floor. This space was more open that the floor below, which had some doors that Beca wasn't interested in finding out what was behind them. But this level, was open. The ceiling exposed the piping and duct work for the building. Lights hung down from large poles but Beca noticed most of them were missing light bulbs but the large windows, even though they were caked in dirt, allowed for the space to be bright.

"She saw the potential here and honestly I don't think I can still see it, but she did."

Beca looked around. She didn't want to move hoping to avoid scaring whatever animal was currently residing here. She nodded as she listened but was hoping that the tour of the nasty building was almost over.

"Quinn left this to Finley."

Beca's eyes darted up to meet Mr. George's.

"Welcome to 20/20 Records" Mr. George announced.

"What?" Beca asked.

"This is Finley's and now yours." He smiled.

Beca looked around the room trying to piece everything together.

"Quinn wanted the two of you to build this" he began to explain. "Into a business. She wanted to be able to leave this for her and Emma's kids and for you're and Chloe's kids. Something that you could create together. Something that was all your own."

"A recording studio?" Beca questioned.

"A label." Mr. George clarified. He pulled an envelope out of his jacket pocket and held it out for Beca.

She opened the white legal envelope and pulled several sheets of tri-folded paper. The first page was the deed to the building which contained Finley, Chloe and her name as owners of the space with the building specs. The second piece of paper was the naming rights and paperwork that registered and licensed the company in their names. The third was a business model that had Emma's name at the bottom. "A label?" Beca repeated.

"Yes, you're label." Mr. George confirmed.

XxXxXx

"Mama" Chloe heard Finley's high pitched call from the living room. She smiled as she dunked her tea bag in the hot water slowly. "Yes baby?" she called back.

"Wook Mama" Finley yelled excitedly. "A poggie."

Chloe's brow furrowed. She turned her head toward the living room as if she misheard her little girl. She left her tea cup behind as she heard Finley's voice sweetly floating through the house.

"Hi poggie. Cwute poggie." Finley cooed through the glass door that she stood with her nose pressed up against.

"Fin?" Chloe questioned as she entered the room.

"Wook Mama." Finley pulled her head from the glass and towards Chloe. "A poggie." She said excitedly.

On the other side of the glass with its nose pressed tightly against the window stood a white and brown puppy.

"Praw wif poggie?" Finley asked hopefully with her dark brown eyes.

Chloe quickly crossed the room and slide open the glass door. She reached down and picked up the shivering puppy that Chloe decided was maybe a couple months old.

"Where did you come from?" Chloe asked as she looked into the puppy's equally dark eyes. She examined the dog quickly. No collar. A little boy. His feet and legs were muddy and he was a little too boney for her liking. A small whimper escaped the dog and Chloe's heart broke. She made up her mind that he must have wondered off from his family because she couldn't imagine someone dumping off a dog in general much less a helpless little puppy.

"Dridy" Finley said looking up at the dog in her mother's hands. "Baff time!" she squealed.

Chloe smiled down at her girl. "Come on babe" she said to Finley who followed her mother as quickly as her little legs would take her down the hall way and towards the staircase. Once they made it to one of the guest rooms, Chloe turned on the warm water from the bathtub faucet as she held the puppy close to her chest and gathered a towel and some shampoo from the in suite closet. She turned back around toward the tub. "Baby, what are you doing?" she questioned as Finley was working on pulling her clothes off.

"Baff time wiff poggie" Finley said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Chloe laughed. "Okay babe, let me get him cleaned up first and then you can get in okay. But only if he likes the water. If he doesn't then we need to dry him off."

Finley stood looking up at her. She shook her head in understanding as she walked next to the tub waiting for Chloe to put the dog in.

Chloe checked the water before she set the puppy down in the water that reached his chest. She shampooed his hair and watched all of the dirt and mud eventually disappear down the drain. The puppy sat calmly in the warm water as Chloe's hands ran through his fur. A small playful bark erupted from him suddenly in Finley's direction. Fin quickly turned towards Chloe, "Can I?" she asked. Chloe smiled and nodded quickly. Finley discarded her remaining clothes and slowly climbed over the side of the tub and into the water. She crouched down to pet the puppy's we head.

"I wuv you poggie" She said softly as she stroked the dogs head.

The tears that filled Chloe's eyes immediately at the sight were slightly alarming to the redhead. She didn't even feel them coming on until they were ready to spill over her eyes. Pregnancy hormones she thought to herself as she shook tears away quickly.

The puppy suddenly reared back on his back legs raising his front paws out of the water only to crash down a second later splashing water all over Finley and Chloe. Chloe jerked away but Finley screamed with delight followed by uncontrollable laughter.

Chloe sat on the edge of the tub as the two played and splashed in the water for a few minutes as she developed a plan. "Come on bug. We need to take this little guy to the vet." Chloe said as she lifted wrapped a large towel around Finley's shoulders and then lifted her out of the tub. She did the same with the puppy except she wrapped him up and worked to dry him off. Finley was able to dry herself and began pulling her discarded clothes back on. "Let's go potty first baby" Chloe said as she placed the dog down on the floor. She lifted Finley up by her arm pits and set the girl down on the toilet.

"What is a bet mama?" Finley asked as she sat on the toilet trying to use the potty.

"A vet" Chloe said emphasizing the v.

"Wet" Finley repeated.

"Vet, with a v baby like vvvvvrroom" Chloe sounded out.

"VVVvwwet" Finley tried again slightly more successful.

"It's a doggie doctor honey." Chloe explained, "The vet will check out our new little friend and make sure he is healthy and maybe give him some shots. He might be able to tell us where he lives." Chloe said wondering if possibly the puppy had an ID chip.

"Poggie liwv here" Finley said as she raised her arms signaling that she was done and ready to be picked up from the toilet. Chloe lifted her off and set her on the ground where she handed Finley some toilet tissue. She watched as Finley used the tissue to clean herself up the way that Chloe had been teaching her then she turned and threw the paper in the toilet. She bent down to pull up her pants before she reached for the toilet handle and pushed it down. Chloe picked up the girl and walked her towards the sink where she held Finley over while the toddler washed her hands.

After she was all done, Chloe picked the dog back up. "Ready?" Chloe asked both the puppy and Finley.

"Wready" Finley replied just as the puppy let out a small bark of approval.

AN: Comments are always appreciated. I love reading all your thoughts! You guys make my day. Until next time...