A/N **Warning this chapter is rated M** I also wanted to give a shout out to xcombixgirlx for giving me the suggestion of the song used in this chapter. Thanks! I hope I did it justice

FYI since the reunion is drawing to a close, the next chapter (Chapter 13) will be the last, but I'm thinking about a sequel, so stay tuned!

"Have you seen Beca?" Chloe asked Amy.

"Nope, sorry," she answered.

Chloe turned to Lilly and Cynthia Rose who shook their heads. Chloe furrowed her eyebrows. Maybe Jesse would know. She found him thumb-wrestling another Treble and pulled him away. "Have you seen Beca?"

"Not in a bit," he replied. Chloe was beginning to get worked up. "Chill," he said. "She's probably upstairs taking a breather. You know how she can get a big parties."

Chloe nodded and headed back into the living room.

"Was that the doorbell?" Amy asked, confused. "Who's ringing the effin' doorbell. Get your ass in here! This is a party!" She yelled toward the door.

Bumper laughed. It had become less frequent to see this side of his wife and he appreciated the occasions she made an appearance.

Benji walked through the door. "Hey," he said shyly.

"Hey!" Jesse said, walking over to greet him. "Awesome surprise, dude. Em has no clue."

Benji smiled. "Know where I can find her?"

"I'd check outside. A bunch of the Bellas are on the porch."

"Thanks," he said. He found Emily quickly. He stepped up behind her and tapped on her shoulder.

"Benji!" She shouted when she turned around. After a long hug, she looked back at him confused. "You're here for 24 hours and heading to Chicago for your internship?"

He smiled. "So... I kind of lied about my start date." Emily looked so excited that the Bellas couldn't help but eavesdrop. "I start next Monday. So..." He whipped out a ticket to New York. "Your mom told me what flight you were on." Emily was so happy, that she wasn't even sure what to say, so she just kissed him instead.

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As soon as Chloe had said hello to Benji, she was back in search of Beca. She figured the best bet was Beca's room, but she found it empty. That was when she got a little freaked out. "Where are you?" She texted. Having no desire to go back into the heart of the party while she waited for a reply, Chloe went to her own room. There she found Beca, curled up in a ball on Stacie's bed, tears streaming down her face.

"Hi," Beca said quietly. Feeling embarrassed, she quickly tried to wipe away her tears. "Sorry. I was just hiding for a bit," she explained. "I went to my room first, but a couple from the class of 1985 was making out in there," Beca said unhappily.

Chloe chuckled before returning to focus on the situation at hand. "So… what exactly are you hiding from?" She asked.

"Everything. Life. Tomorrow. You..." She replied. "Yes, I do see the flaw in hiding from you in your room."

"Well it's probably for the best. Benji and Emily will be 'occupying' yours tonight, probably quite passionately, given how long they've been apart."

"Great," Beca said, annoyed.

Chloe sat down next to Beca and put her arm around her. "Alright Bec, what's up?"

Beca didn't say anything. But Chloe knew to just wait. Finally, Beca spoke. "I don't know what's next. Being back here has been amazing. Seeing you has been amazing. But tomorrow-" Tears began to fall down Beca's face again, and while Chloe hid it well, it was terrifying her.

The worries sounded identical to the ones she'd relayed to Aubrey. Hearing them from Beca though, was like a knife to the heart. One of them had to be brave. One of them had to be the one to say: It will be okay. We will make this work.

Chloe wanted to have a conversation about their future. She needed to have it. But she looked at the tired, stressed Beca before her and knew what Beca needed right now was her best friend, not her... well whatever they were.

Chloe forced a smile. "Beca," she said. Beca looked up at her. "What if we just hit pause?" She asked. The words were killing her as she said them but she knew it would calm Beca down.

"Pause?" Beca asked.

"You're overwhelmed. I'm a bit overwhelmed. What if we just put on a movie and laid here? No pressure. No worries. No talk of tomorrow. Just me and you, watchin' a movie..." She noticed Beca take a deep breath. "Doesn't that sound nice?" Beca nodded.

"Alright then," Chloe continued, "I'm going to take a quick shower. Why don't you find something on Netflix?" Chloe pulled her laptop from its case and handed it to Beca. "I'll be back in a few," she said.

Beca sat there for a minute staring at the laptop, not even bothering to open it up. She was lost in thought. Sure, all of the things she'd told Chloe she was worried about were true. Sure, it was tempting to take advantage of this 'pause.' But something else was bothering her, something bigger. That regret hanging over her head. That night in the tent, 5 years prior.

She heard Chloe singing from that bathroom and suddenly she realized she had to face the facts. If she let this night go by on 'pause', if she didn't do something to show Chloe that she was all in this time, she would never forgive herself. And with that in mind, she ignored the feelings of terror that were making her stomach queasy and she took a deep breath.

Slowly, she stripped off her clothes, put on her towel and entered that bathroom. Chloe was too caught up belting out another rendition of 'Take me or Leave Me' to hear Beca open and shut the door as she entered.

Beca took another deep breath and hung up her towel. She pulled back the curtain just a bit and stepped in.

Chloe gasped and stared at her, waiting for some sort of explanation.

"I realized how much I miss singing with you," Beca said with smile. "So I thought I'd join you."

"Seriously," Chloe said with a smirk, "I'm nude."

Beca knew Chloe was just giving her a hard time, mimicking what she had said when Chloe had been doing the intruding, way back when. Beca rolled her eyes. "I thought maybe," she said, appearing almost shy now, "you'd sing one of my lady jams."

Chloe raised an eyebrow with interest and Beca took that as a yes, so she began to sing.

"In the beginning, I never thought it would be you. When we were chillin', smilin' in the photo booth."

Chloe grinned. Beca nodded at her to continue. "But we got closer, 'til you were eating off my spoon. And coming over and we would talk all afternoon."

Beca stepped closer to Chloe before beginning the next verse. "Tonight we'll just get drunk, disturb the peace, find your hands all over me." The last word came out as barely a squeak, as Chloe, taking the song literally, ran her hands down Beca's sides. "And then you bite your lip," Beca sang, "whisper and say..."

Chloe pulled Beca close, her head just behind Beca's ear, her breasts now flush against Beca's back, "we're going all the way," she whispered

At that Beca turned around, pressed Chloe against the shower wall and kissed her. When she pulled away, Chloe looked so content, nearly angelic, but there was hunger in her eyes.

"You know," Chloe said. "I love singing with you, especially in here, but I'm really enjoying discovering all of the other talented things you can do with that mouth." Beca blushed. "Want to head back to the bedroom?"

Beca was already grabbing her towel. "You read my mind."