The Seed - Chapter 4 - The Future (Epilogue)

Universal Pictures owns all rights of Pitch Perfect…I only own the idea of this alternate universe love story.

A/N: In this tale Jesse does not attend Barden. He and Beca will eventually meet but on much different circumstances. This AU story starts off during Freshman year, the evening of the ICCA semi-finals and will be told through Beca's POV. With two fandoms being represented, this fic will span a period of about ten years.

M rated for language and mature scenes. Kleenex alert! This one may tug at your heart.

This is my entry to the Valentine's Day challenge. Inspired by Heart's 1990 song titled "All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You".

After leaving the cemetery, Jesse and I drove to the Malibu West Beach Club to prepare for the rehearsal ceremony and dinner that followed afterwards. With our guests arriving throughout the day from all over the country it had become complete chaos for us, so my father and step-monster jumped in and assumed the roles of wedding coordinators. Mitchell stayed with my mother, who always took great pleasure in spoiling our son to no end while Jesse's parents put the final touches on tonight's dinner.

Instead of the private candlelight ceremony that Luke and I had had years ago in Atlanta, we opted to take our vows outdoors in the presence of our friends and family members, under the bright summer sun with the pacific ocean serving as the perfect backdrop.

After the dinner and before Jesse and I parted ways, we pulled our immediate families aside and told them our good news. With everyone else finding out about my pregnancy at the ceremony the following day, we felt we should at least tell our relatives first.

Beca & Jesse's Residence - Holmby Hills, CA

As I went back to our house with Mitchell and my bridal party, Jesse and his groomsmen stayed overnight at the Malibu Country Inn, nearby accommodations arranged by our wedding venue. Being separated from my fiancé for the night was pure torture, however we knew this would be a small price to pay in order for us to be together for the rest of our lives.

That night felt more like a reunion of sorts. With a few of my original Bellas surrounding me, we took our little party into the backyard and sat around my in-ground fire pit where we reminisced about competing in the ICCA's to our time in Europe and finally...graduation. We sang some of our a cappella songs that literally brought us all to tears for the fond memories we shared in college.

At one point Chloe retrieved a bottle of Boone's Farm and passed it around for each of us to take a celebratory swig of the tacky beverage. Knowing that I couldn't partake in any consumption of alcohol, I pretended to take a sip then graciously passed the bottle to my left and brought my happy-go-lucky son onto my lap. Wrapping my arms around his compact body, with his back to me I tickled him with loud, sloppy kisses that never failed to make him giggle. His infectious laugh ignited laughter all around as I continued to smother my little peanut with affection. After all this time, I still couldn't believe this delightful little boy, a perfect blend of Jesse and myself had grown inside of me and now we couldn't wait to meet his little sister who would make her appearance a few months from now.

Still hiding the fact that I was expecting, nobody suspected my pregnancy as I wore one of Jesse's oversized hoodies to conceal my growing baby bump.

"I still can't believe you out of all people, have a kid." Audrey commented as I kissed the back of my son's head. "At Barden you were adamant that you didn't want any. What the hell happened?"

"Yeah...you're right, I didn't at first but people do change their minds all the time." Stopping to think about what I was going to say for a moment or two, I continued on. "Luke and I were happy, but after a few years of marriage and focusing on our production company which, I might add is thriving, something was missing. Once we figured out what that was, well...the rest is history." With Chloe being the only one knowing the entire truth, she gave me a look of understanding and squeezed my hand.

Thinking back to that stormy night; after a heated discussion with Luke, I had walked out on him, then ended up in a stranger's bed who impregnated me, and now I was marrying that same man who was also my son's father. Even though I still carried the guilt of knowing I'd broken my vows to my first love for my own selfish reasons, I didn't deserve to take on the full burden knowing the truths that Luke had withheld from me. Any remorse or regret I had of that evening soon flew out the window whenever I looked into my son's beautiful chocolate colored eyes, for he was the most important commodity in my existence. At a time in my life when I thought I couldn't go on without my husband, Mitchell gave me purpose as a parent until that one day when Jesse came back into my life. My husband-to-be would not only be the missing piece to my puzzle, Jesse had become the remedy I needed to cure my ill fated heart and gave me back the ability to love another. This story sounded unreal and was the stuff oscar winning films were made of, but this wasn't a movie...it was my reality.

"Who would have thought that Barden's original alt-girl would ever become a mother?" My ex-captain's insult brought me out of my fog as the girls chuckled at my expense. Aubrey's face suddenly softened as she saw the genuine love between my son and I when she gave us the warmest of smiles. "But from what I see, you've become a damn good one. Perhaps I'll give motherhood a chance one day." She said with affection, stroking my son's cheek. "What do you say, little dude? Do you love your mommy?"

"Yes!" He blurted out with enthusiasm, making everyone laugh. "I wuv you momma." He suddenly turned around, wrapped his tiny arms around my neck and gave me a kiss which elicited a bunch of awes from everyone.

I never got tired of hearing those words fall from his innocent lips and teared up as my hormones began to drive my emotions. Holding him even closer, my heart swelled at my precious little man.

"He's so freaking adorable and I swear, he could easily pass for Jesse's son...he looks just like him. You really should consider having more." Stacie added her two cents worth while retracting an emery board from her cleavage to file her nails for the umpteenth time that day as my lips curled upward on their own. "Hey Mitch...do you want a little brother or sister?"

"Sissy!" He practically yelled out and unexpectedly unzipped my hoodie which displayed my form fitting grey tank top and pointed to my stomach. "In dere!"

"What's that!?" Chloe's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she jumped out of her seat while the rest of the girls stared in shock, waiting for me to confirm the obvious now that they had seen my swollen belly that I could no longer conceal, thanks to Mitchell outing me.

"Huh...and I thought you were just getting fat." Amy joked, eliciting some snickers from the girls and an eye roll from me. "Didn't take you as the clucky type and to think you'd already be banged up with a Joey in your breadbasket. Then again with all that salami play you dingos do, it's no wonder you aren't up the duff all the time."

"Guys...what the hell is she saying?" I asked as Amy started towards me with her arms stretched out wide, making me fear for my safety judging by the crazed look on her face.

"Beats the shit out of me Beca...I've never understood her." Stacie responded coolly as Aubrey and Chloe nodded their heads in agreement. "So when were you going to tell us you were knocked up?" I Ignored her question, still fearing Amy's clutch on me.

"But now we can see your gigantic norks..." She carried on in her native slang, poking at my chest, which agreeably I had grown an extra cup size already. "Jesse and that sweet arse of his must be happy as a piglet in mud."

"Amy!" I lashed out to the crazy Aussie who always managed to find new ways to embarrass me as I protected my sensitive rack from my insane friend. "Shit!" I cursed to myself. "Can you please take him?" I motioned to Chloe who took Mitchell from me, zipped up my hoodie and made a beeline for my house. "Guys...I'll be right back."

Entering the kitchen, I had to call Jesse to tell him what had just transpired.

"Hey Babe...having fun?"

"I was until your son ratted on me."

"Really? What did he do?"

"Oh nothing! He just yelled sissy and unzipped my hoodie. The girls saw my stomach and now they all know!"

"He did that? I fucking love our kid." He praised, cracking up. "So what if they know. We were gonna tell our guests tomorrow anyway."

"I know, but we were going to make the announcement together..." My voice trailed off as Chloe entered the room. "It was supposed to be our news to share."

"It still is my love." He paused. "Enjoy yourself tonight with your friends. Listen...I need to get back to the guys before my best man gets even more shit-faced. I seriously can't wait for tomorrow. I miss you and love you more than anything. Sweet dreams baby."

Cracking up now I could only imagine Jesse's best friend who was as responsible as they came, being that inebriated. "Please for the love of God take video or pictures so we can blackmail Benji later on." We laughed at my suggestion and then quieted down as things became more serious, knowing tomorrow at this time we would be married. "I love you too babe and can't wait to be your wife. Goodnight."

As soon as I ended the call Chloe was there to pick up the pieces as my emotions began to run amok.

"Hey...what's all this?"

"Oh...it's nothing. I just love him so much...and these fucking hormones don't help." I admitted as I wiped a stray tear and took a deep breath. "I guess the cat is out of the bag."

"Yeah...you can say that." My best friend of many years chuckled. "Congratulations Beca...I'm so happy for you and Jesse." She gushed, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me sincerely. "You managed to surprise us again, but this really is wonderful news."

Thinking back to that day in 2012, I was still a freshman and it was the first time I opened up to these girls, or anyone for that matter. I took a leap of faith in dating a senior like Luke and another big step in confiding in Chloe, Stacie & Amy who had been staked out in my dorm room waiting for me after I had spent the night with Luke for the first time.

After clearing the air with Aubrey, I was not only let back into the Bellas, I became the recipient of the pitch pipe which resulted in several ICCA titles and a win at the World A Cappella Championships during my senior year. During that time Aubrey and I not only gained a mutual respect for each other...we became good friends.

Having stayed in touch with these girls through my previous marriage, they were supportive of me throughout my first pregnancy and the birth of my son but, most importantly they were there for me when I was widowed. Luke and I had made some 'fair-weather' friends living in the Hollywood Hills, but after his passing most of them were no longer around since they were probably unsure how to approach me being the grieving single parent I had become. They disappeared from my life just as Jesse rescued me and became a permanent fixture for my son and I.

It had taken me a while but I understood now why they had gone away. Grief is difficult for the person going through it but its almost worse for the people watching from the outside, not knowing what to do or how to help. Sometimes it's easier to just walk away out of fear of saying the wrong thing.

The Bellas turned out to be a loyal group of gals who always kept in touch. They never let me down and solidified our friendships over and over again by not allowing me to get swallowed up by the darkness that threatened on so many occasions, and encouraged me to go on for the sake of my son. For these reasons I asked Aubrey, Stacie and Amy to be my bridesmaids and asked Chloe to step in as my matron of honor. Being the outcast that I was when starting college, my transformation to becoming an a cappella group leader to wife and mother could never have happened without their influence. I was an only child but considered these women to be the sisters I never had.

"Hey! You in there?" My ginger friend brought me back to reality. "You're not getting cold feet...are you?"

"Oh, hell no! If anything I can't wait to get this over with. I was just thinking about tomorrow and how I'm going to get through my vows without becoming a train wreck. I mean, look at me. I'm already a weeping mess."

"You'll do just fine and I'll be there next to you with an endless supply of ultra soft Kleenex with built in Aloe." She said with affection. "My advice for you my friend, is not to hold back and show that wonderful man you're marrying just how much he means to you. Let him into your heart."

I already have...

Nodding slowly, the tear works started up again as she pulled me into another hug and tried to change the subject.

"So...you've got to be at least a few months to already be showing." She guessed, pulling away and placing her hand on my belly. "Do you know what you're having?"

"Yeah...and you're right. I'm almost five months." I admitted, sighing deeply. "And we're having a girl."

"Mitchell is going to have a little sister?" Chloe broke down this time, her eyes were shiny as she looked back up at me. "I'm so happy for you." She paused. "You do realize with our kids being so close in age we'll have to vacation together and support each other the best we can."

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Red."

We shared more happy tears for the next few minutes, regained our composure the best we could, then rejoined our friends outside where I was smothered by the girls with hugs, congratulating me on my pregnancy and was then swallowed up into Amy's ample bosom. As the embraces finally died down the girls decided they had carte blanche to discuss my sex life. They knew I wasn't one to talk about such personal matters, but this being a special occasion, I decided to indulge them so they could have their little fun.

"So Beca...how did you and Jesse meet?" Aubrey asked, passing the bottle of Boone's Farm to Chloe.

Thinking about what I wanted the girls to know I looked to Chloe who refused to look me in the eye and tried her best to conceal her smirk.

"Um...well...okay. How did Jesse and I meet." I mumbled to myself and bit my lower lip. Shaking my head I looked up to the heavens and decided to rip off the bandaid and come clean with the truth. "Okay...fine. Here goes nothing." Taking a swig of my non-alcoholic beer, I focused on the glowing embers in the fire pit and reluctantly went on. "It was a cold stormy night...and um...Jesse's car had just broken down." Pausing to take a deep breath, I continued my story. " Well...it was really late so I gave him a ride to his hotel...and then I...well I...I fucked him." With my impromptu confession Chloe had just taken a swig of the tacky beverage and proceeded to spat out the contents all over the place.

"ACA-SLUT!" Amy blurted out as the girls gasped, then cracked up at what I had just admitted to.

"You have no idea Amy." Chloe paused, wiping her mouth as she gave me a dirty look. "She didn't even know his name."

"Beca!" Aubrey blurted out my name as though it was a filthy word. "How could you?"

"Thanks a lot, bitch!" My words dripped of sarcasm as I narrowed my eyes at Chloe making everyone crack up while I turned crimson red. "Okay...fine, but in my defense he was really hot. Have you seen my fiancé?" Getting hot under the collar I fanned myself with my hand as my friends laughed.

With a proud looking Stacie giving me a high-five, Aubrey huffed in judgement at my indiscretions as Chloe snickered while shaking her head at me. The girls didn't need to know when it happened, however the way we hooked up was the truth...well most of it anyway.

It was getting late so Chloe offered to put Mitchell to bed with her kids who had already passed out. My son gave each of my friends a good-night smooch and a big bear hug and kiss for me. Enveloping him in my arms I told my little man how much I loved him then released him to my friend's custody.

For the remainder of the evening, we roasted S'mores by the fire and took turns telling stories about our post college experiences and relationships we've had. With Chloe getting hitched to Tom, her high school sweetheart right after they graduated Barden, she was the first of our group to start a family and had two beautiful daughters who inherited her beautiful red locks. Aubrey, who was still living in the South near Chloe had several relationships, but the control freak kept scaring away men with her assertiveness. Fat Amy had relocated to Las Vegas and managed a trendy nightclub at a popular strip hotel with her husband strangely nicknamed 'Bumper' for all the shenanigans he and his a cappella singing men's group pulled off against us in college. Stacie being the ultimate party girl she was, moved to Los Angeles to pursue a career in cosmetology and had finally been tamed by a very unlikely source, Jesse's best friend. Benjamin Applebaum was the nerdiest but sweetest dude I'd ever met, had a thing for anything relating to magic and literally swept Stacie off her feet. We never saw it coming and still give her shit for allowing it to happen. Lily was still deranged, living a secret life somewhere in the country and Cynthia-Rose and her life partner, who also lived in L.A., became an overnight hip-hop sensation in the recording industry.

A while back Chloe had offered to host me a bachelorette party with all the trimmings; Amy's suggestion was obviously a stripper and Lily mentioned something about searching for dead bodies in a graveyard which, thankfully, was ignored, but the general consensus seemed to be an afternoon at the local spa then followed by semi naked men, lots of alcohol and loud music. Before having my son that would have been something I'd gone for however, sitting around a fire pit with some of my most favorite people, as it turned out, was exactly what I wanted and needed.

I'd never laughed so hard with these crazy aca-bitches and knew this evening would never be forgotten.

The following day...

Malibu West Beach Club - Malibu, CA

We had planned for an afternoon ceremony with the reception following immediately afterwards. The weather was perfect, not a cloud in the sky and the slightest of breezes kept the temperature in the mid 70's.

With my hair partially up and conservative makeup complete, it was time to put on my wedding gown. It was a white strapless number made of chiffon with an A-line waist designed to de-emphasize my waist while focusing on my other physical assets that Amy so eloquently pointed out the night before. With something blue from the Bellas and something borrowed from my new in-laws, my mother came through with a string of pearls passed down to her on her wedding day from my grandmother up in heaven. Since Luke's passing, my mom and I had stayed in touch and continued to get closer. During my bereavement, she became the mother I never had and helped me adjust to the idea of being a widower while learning to be single parent. As I prepared to take my vows, we shared a moment neither of us will ever forget.

"Rebeca darling...you really are the most beautiful bride." She gushed, embracing me. "That fiancé of yours is going to lose it when he sees you."

"Yeah? You think so?" It was more of a rhetorical question as I took my mother's hand and guided us to the sofa. "Mom...can we talk?"

"Sure sweetie, what's on your mind?"

"I don't think I ever really thanked you for helping me after Mitchell was born." Trying to hold back my tears, I continued on. "I know you didn't care for Luke, and that's okay, but what you did for me...for us, I can never thank you enough."

"Honey...you don't have to thank me and I didn't hate Luke. You were just so young and I didn't think anyone was good enough for my little girl, and then I saw how distraught you were in the hospital, I knew what I had to do." She paused with a sigh. "Just because your children grow up and leave the nest, it doesn't mean you stop being a parent...you'll find that out later on when my grandchildren are much older." Stroking my cheek, she smiled and continued on. "Those months you let me in and allowed me to help meant everything to me, but most importantly it reminded me how much I loved you."

"I love you too..."

By this time we were both balling and hugging each other. We stayed that way for a while until the music started and an usher came to retrieve my mother to join her husband as my father came to gather me. The always-so-put-together college professor nearly broke down when he saw me as he extended his arm to escort me to my future.

"You look beautiful Becs." He complimented, then took out his handkerchief and dabbed the moisture from my eyes. "Are you ready for this?" Nodding with a smile, I took a deep breath, interlocked my arm with his as we waited for our cue.

Jesse was standing tall and proud next to his groomsmen in their smoky grey tuxedos as my bridesmaids were decked out in coral colored mid-length gowns that flowed effortlessly in the wind. The second I rounded the corner and started down the aisle, it was as though time had slowed down and suddenly there was only the two of us existing in this outdoor space with the sound of crashing waves in the background. The closer I approached the gazebo, the more I noticed my gorgeous fiancé fighting back tears of his own. When he smiled and gave me a slight nod, I knew with 100 percent certainty that my place was with Jesse, and this day would be the first day of the rest of our lives.

My father was all smiles as he kissed me on the cheek, shook his son-in-law's hand and stepped away to take his seat. Taking my place next to Jesse, I handed my bouquet off to one of my bridesmaids, smiled at my matron of honor, then locked eyes with the man I loved and never looked away. We knelt down and prayed together, then exchanged vows and pledged our love for one another before God and our many guests who made the journey to share our special day. As I anticipated I sobbed openly through my vows as I shared our love story with our many witnesses while Jesse took it all in and wiped away his own tears.

"With the power invested in me by the city of Los Angeles, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride."

There wasn't a dry eye throughout the ceremony which concluded with us sealing our vows we made to each other with a long passionate kiss.

"Please join me as we welcome Mr. And Mrs. Jesse Swanson."

With Mitchell hanging out with grandma in the front row, Jesse stepped forward and scooped up our son who wore the same tuxedo as the groomsmen into his arms, brought him to the gazebo where we smothered him with kisses. As a surprise to me Jesse presented paperwork from the County signifying he had petitioned for adoption of Mitchell and to legally have his name changed from Stroma to Swanson. To my spouse it was just a small gesture, but to me it meant everything for we were truly a family.

During the reception we made our baby announcement to our guests who erupted with cheers for our good news. Our wedding day was everything we'd dreamed of as another chapter of our lives had been written and played out.

Later that night...

Malibu Country Inn - Malibu, CA

The evening of our wedding Mitchell stayed with my mother while Jesse and I checked into our bridal suite. We would be reunited with our son the following day just before we left for our trip to Hawaii. Everyone felt it was odd bringing our son with us on our honeymoon but Jesse and I decided we couldn't stay away from Mitchell for two entire weeks.

Being old fashioned, Jesse carried me over the threshold of our suite, into the bedroom and gently lowered me onto the four poster king sized bed.

"Mrs. Swanson...you're the most beautiful and voluptuous bride I've ever seen." He gushed, eyeing my cleavage. "Thank you for wearing this gorgeous gown but if I don't peel you out of this dress and have my way with you, I may not last much longer."

Jesse always had a way with words that would have me giggling like a schoolgirl one minute and then made my heart flutter the next. With his seductive voice my insides heated up with desire as I craved his sensual touch.

My gown was the talk of the day as I uncharacteristically showed more skin than I had intended, due to my ever increasing bust threatening to spill out at any given moment, but for my loving husband it was worth watching him salivate over me the duration of the day.

"Beca?" He spoke softly, interrupting my thoughts as he pressed his lips to mine. "I want you."

"Then what are you waiting for Swanson? An engraved invitation?" My snark ignited his need as he hovered over my body and kissed me passionately. Our kisses started out soft and sweet but soon intensified as our desperation to be unified became overwhelming. Soon we were breathless and needed to feel skin on skin contact without the boundary of clothing. "Jesse...get me out of this thing."

"With pleasure..."

Without further delay I was brought to my feet and liberated from my gown as Jesse was of his tuxedo; leaving us standing before each other, we gazed upon our nakedness for the first time as husband and wife. Kneeling down before me, Jesse's arms embraced me as he brought his lips to the swell of my belly and kissed the chamber that protected his unborn child. Holding his head against my abdomen, I felt wetness fall from his eyes and onto my bare skin.

"Jess?"

Looking up at me through tears of joy my husband poured his heart out that made me fall in love with him even more.

"I've dreamt of this moment my entire life and can't believe it's finally come true." He murmured against my skin. "You're the most amazing, beautiful woman I've ever known...and now you're mine."

"Yes...and you're mine." Responding softly I fought my own emotions as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. "Take me to bed."

Rising to his feet Jesse took me by the hand, and instead of going to the bedroom, brought us into the living area where he lowered us onto fur lined rugs in front of a natural wood burning fireplace that had been pre-lit by our groomsmen. With the only light coming from dancing flames, shadows filled in the room as we came together as one.

The softness of the animal fur against our skin and calming glow of the fire accompanied with eloquent music set the tone for the perfect ambience to consummate our marriage. Motioning for Jesse to lay back, I've never felt so compelled to want to pleasure anyone as I did that very moment; perhaps it was the second trimester hormones driving my desire, what I did know was that I wanted to give back to the man who loved me unconditionally.

Crawling up his body, my breasts dangled freely as they dragged along his pecs, and being the boob man Jesse was, I knew he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation as he reached for them, but was denied access which only made him groan with need. When my slick center rubbed against his erection, it was everything he could do to hold back his immense release as I continued to grind myself against him, teasing my lover into submission.

Taking my time I blanketed his body with mine and poured my love into sensual kisses, sucking and pulling on his lower lip. He groaned louder at the sensation and held me tighter as I continued my slow torture of his soft pouty lips.

When oxygen became an issue, I moved onto his neck and lavished it with my mouth; licking and nibbling and sucking on his pulse point, leaving budding marks that would later blossom into bruises by morning. He whimpered his desire for more as I smiled at the effect I was having on him. I was in control of this seduction and loved every moment of it.

Slowly working my way down his physique my fingers raked his soft hair as I continued kissing my way south from his prominent Adam's Apple to his solid pectoral muscles. With his dark chest hairs tickling me, I held his wrists in place and let my breasts massage him as I swayed up and down his chest making him squirm beneath me.

A little more south and my lips found a hardened nipple. Swirling my tongue around his tip I feasted on his erectness, driving him insane while alternating between the two, biting and sucking as he tossed his head back in delirium. Taking my time, I continued to seduce the only man who made me feel as though anything was possible.

Kissing my way down to his well defined abs I gradually approached the ultimate destination but stopped to tongue his naval, sending shivers down his spine as his grunts intensified in volume. Working my way lower, I followed his happy trail to his manhood...my trophy.

Feeling his throbbing member beneath me I brought his erection between my breasts and let him thrust freely as I sandwiched him between my mounds of flesh. He watched in awe as I pumped him like this, bringing him on the verge of insanity. Feeling his pre-cum on my skin, I could tell he was close to coming apart. Teasing him further, my tongue drew out his nectar, then I wrapped my lips around him and took him inside. He gasped as I deep throated him as far as I could while his hand gently pressed the back of my head, guiding me to a steady rhythm as I slowly fucked him with my mouth. He tasted like pure ambrosia as my tongue was coated by more of his juices, a known pregnancy craving of mine that Jesse would never deny me. With my hands on his knees, I continued my oral assault on his member until he was about to erupt.

"Jess...I need you inside of me." I urged, withdrawing my mouth from him, repositioning myself to straddle his waist as he breathed hard, nodding through hooded eyes. Lifting myself up onto my knees, our eyes locked as I positioned him beneath me and slowly lowered myself onto his length.

He held me by my hips as I closed my eyes and stilled myself enjoying the sensation of being filled by my husband. I could have stayed this way forever but needed to give Jesse the relief he needed.

"Jesus Christ!" He proclaimed as my natural lubricant coated him. "God, you feel so good. I love being inside of you."

He wasn't the only one...

Smiling at his comment, I began to move slowly, feeling him move inside me as I slid him inside and out, making love to the man of my dreams. Picking up my pace I jockeyed him like the thoroughbred he was and rode him like my life depended on it. With my G-spot struck, I gasped, tossing my head back and went on autopilot as the first wave of orgasms ripped through me. Without missing a beat, I continued to ride the wild bull as Jesse squeezed my breasts to keep them from assaulting me. When he pinched my nipples, I came again, harder than the first time and literally had a vice grip on his staff. As soon as I saw his mouth form an 'O', I knew he was on the precipice to a mind blowing orgasm. With sweat dripping off of me, I rode him harder and faster than I've ever done before until I felt warmth shoot deep inside my core as Jesse shouted his release. The intensity of his orgasm sent me spiraling into an even stronger climax that had me arching my back and crying out as my body seized up with tiny convulsions. Collapsing of sheer exhaustion, I lunged forward and landed on top of my satiated spouse who held me against him and kissed me feverishly. We stayed in this position for some time, connected both physically and emotionally as the storms of passion receded within us.

After recovering from our intense lovemaking we held each other and vowed that nothing would ever get in the way of our love and that our immediate family would always come first.

Without warning he flipped us over and pinned me beneath him. Slowly withdrawing himself from my core he swept my dampened untamed hair to the side, hooking it behind my signature ear-spike he loved so much and gazed upon me lovingly.

"My turn." His smile and mischievous tone convinced me that the night was just beginning as I braced myself for the shagging of a lifetime.

A few months later...

Beca & Jesse's Residence - Holmby Hills, CA

"IT'S TIME!" Jesse yelled into his cell phone to anyone who would listen. I swear he'd gone through his entire address book by now as my patience was running out. "I'm taking her to Cedar's right now. Can we drop off our son?"

There was a long pause and then I felt another contraction coming on. "PLEASE BY ALL MEANS, TAKE YOUR FUCKING TIME!" I barked out as I grabbed onto my husband for support. "Get me to the Goddamn hospital...NOW!"

Within a matter of minutes we were out the door and dropping Mitchell off at Chloe's who had relocated to L.A. after her husband accepted a position in the city. After running several lights and dodging traffic, I was no longer in control of my actions as my profanity filter went offline.

"I hope you're not planning on kissing our daughter with that filthy mouth of yours?" He teased, while driving us to our destination as I envisioned a chainsaw slicing through his huge thick skull, but instead of lashing back I kept quiet and glared at him with as much contempt as I could muster up.

"Just get us to the fucking hospital in one piece."

And he did just that...

Cedars-Sinai Medical Center - Los Angeles, CA

With my water already broken, I was well on my way to being fully dilated, and just like the time with Mitchell this was a very slow and painful process that seemed to take forever. With Jesse firmly by my side, he rode the waves of contractions with me as I shrieked out verbally and blamed him for what he'd done to me a second time.

"I really hate you right now." I whined as my insides were under attack by the tiny person trying to make her way into the world. "You and your big fat head..."

The more verbally abusive I became, the more attentive Jesse was towards me, wiping the sweat off my brow and kissing me tenderly. A couple of nurses came by to check on us but Jesse just smiled kindly and nodded that we were fine.

"You're doing great babe. Just keep breathing the way we learned and it won't be much longer."

"YOU FUCKING BREATHE! I WANT THIS THING OUT OF ME NOW!" I had basically become the Exorcist with my head spinning around, at least that's how I felt as Jesse gave me the sweetest of smiles while he held my hand.

Being hooked up to monitors, I could see that the contractions were becoming more intense as they became more frequent. By the time I was fully dilated, Jesse and I were brought into the delivery room where the fun was just beginning.

"We're so never having sex again." I wept between contractions as my insides felt as though they were being ripped apart. "I'm also going to rip your fucking dick off and shove it down your throat."

I saw the concern in Jesse's face wondering if I was being serious as another contraction took hold of me. This time around was different because the origin of all of my pain was sitting right next to me as I was pushing a watermelon out of my extremely small lady bits.

"Babe...if it would take away your pain I would rip it off myself." His words were full of remorse seeing me like this. "I promise you when this is over you can do whatever you want with it."

And just like that, the perfect words fell from his perfect lips as I went from hating Jesse to loving him all over again.

How does he do that?

After a couple more hours of intense pushing and blood curdling screams that could be heard all the way back in Atlanta, she finally arrived. Jesse cut the umbilical cord, cradled our daughter in his arms and broke down as he brought her over to me.

"She's so beautiful Becs...she looks just like you." He spoke through happy tears. "Here...you should take her."

Being an exhausted hot mess from giving birth, I removed my gown as Jesse placed our daughter on my chest and kissed me tenderly. She was so precious with a head full of dark hair and the bluest eyes we had ever seen, we instantly fell in love with her as she blinked against the bright lights of the hospital room. Gently caressing her soft cheek, she locked eyes with me and almost immediately began to root. Guiding her to a teat, she closed her eyes and began to nurse. Just like our first born, I was overwhelmed with emotion as this little person's imprinting had been established as we bonded.

"I've never seen anything more beautiful." Jesse's voice cracked as he watched me give sustenance to our daughter. "I didn't think it was possible to love you any more, and then I see you like this-"

"-I'm sorry to interrupt but do you have a name picked out yet?" The nurse asked with a clipboard in hand.

"Yes." Jesse responded, looking at me. "Lucy Isabella Swanson."

Hearing her full name for the first time, I became more emotional knowing it was Jesse who insisted we name her after Luke who lived long enough to help me bring our son into the world. After a while our daughter stopped nursing and fell asleep. With my fatigue settling in I wasn't too far behind her as I struggled to stay awake.

"Mr. Swanson, your wife needs to rest. We're going to run some tests on your daughter and will return her to your room. Please come back later."

With the nurse telling Jesse to leave, I just about lost my mind.

"NO!" I shouted. "Please don't go...don't leave us!" The desperation in my voice was apparent as I began to relive the pain of having my heart broken, being ripped from my chest after I had found out that Luke passed away. "Please stay..."

"Oh, my God! I'm never going to leave you." Jesse knew exactly where I was coming from as he motioned for the nurse to take our daughter and held me as I sobbed hysterically. "Shh...It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving this place until you do, and not a second before." Jesse consoled me the best he could as he cradled me in his arms until I succumbed to an exhausting sleep.

A couple of hours later...

I woke up feeling more rested to find Jesse sitting in a chair next to my bed cradling our daughter and singing in the most soothing voice I had ever heard.

..ooOoo..

Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderful
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love...

Isn't she pretty
Truly the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done
Through us he's given life to one
But isn't she lovely made from love...

..ooOoo..

The sight of Jesse serenading our daughter warmed my heart as I secretly observed, not wanting the moment to end, but like all things it had to. Jesse glanced over at me and saw that I had woken up.

"Hey...welcome back."

"Hey yourself...and by the way, you look like shit." My groggy insult made him laugh. "How long have I been out?" I asked, yawning and stretching my arms.

"Just a couple of hours." He smiled as he brought her over to me. "She's so beautiful...I can't believe we made her."

"Believe it Swanson! I've got war wounds and leaking boobs to prove it." My snark cracked him up as he brought her closer. "She's gotta be hungry by now."

"She does seem to be getting a little fussy, are you ready for her?"

"Yeah. Let me sit up first then you can bring her over." Pressing the remote the upper half of the bed raised to the desired position. "Okay...I'll take her now."

With Lucy in my arms, I made room for Jesse to sit next to me. We watched our daughter in awe as she nursed, Jesse slowly turned my head towards him and kissed me tenderly. Our moment was soon interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Are you decent?" Chloe joked as she and Mitchell stepped inside the room. "Oh, my God! She's gorgeous!" She beamed. "How's momma doing?"

"I'm good...really good." My response brought smiles to all of us. "I've never been happier."

"Hey buddy come over here and meet your little sister." Jesse brought our son onto his lap while I finished her feeding and tucked myself back into my gown. "This is Lucy."

My husband's lighthearted tone made us chuckle as we observed Mitchell's reaction to his new sibling. "I'm a big broder, right Auntie?" Our son was full of enthusiasm as he embraced his new role, gently toying with her tiny fingers while Jesse and I watched their interaction with amusement.

Looking up to my best friend of many years, Chloe covered her mouth and teared up at the sight before her. Knowing exactly where she was coming from, recalling the nightmare when I was widowed after Mitchell was born, I nodded slowly and fought back my own tears.

"This is the way it's supposed to be, Beca." She finally choked out. "Just like this..."

"I know that now." My words were just above a whisper as Jesse held me closer to him. "This is all that matters to me. It's all I could ever want, and it's where I belong."

"Yes it is my friend." She paused, wiping a tear away. "You're finally home."

A few hours before the birth of Lucy...

Chloe & Tom's Residence - Bel-Air, CA

"Mitchell...as your aca-awesome Auntie and Godmother, I have the unique responsibility of telling you all about your parents, in particularly...your mother. You see, we go back a long way. It all started at a private university called Barden. I was a senior when your mommy was just starting out. We met at an activities fair and tried to recruit her for our singing group, but your mommy thought she was way too cool for us and saw us as a bunch of weirdos. She thought she was such a badass, but even with all her sarcasm, I knew she was a softy on the inside. I'll spare the details of how I got her to try out for the Bellas, but let's just say I may have scarred her for life." She paused to laugh. "It was at this audition I saw what a genius your mother was...and still is. Would you believe she used to be a radio DJ and mixed her own music? Anyway when you're old enough remind me to teach you and your sister how to do the cup song." She paused again remembering fondly as her friend sat on the stage before her and Aubrey, auditioning to be in their group. "Your mommy became our leader and we won a bunch of titles because of her. Then she fell in love with a British dude and they were married a few years later."

Bringing Mitchell onto her lap, Chloe continued on.

"What can I say about Luke? You never knew him but he helped bring you into the world. He was a great guy who loved your mommy very much, but was very sick and left this world the very same day you were born. Your mommy wasn't only sad, she was heart broken until your daddy came back into her life and fixed her. It's not important how they got together, what is important is that, according to your father, it was love at first sight. You see Mitchell, you were conceived out of love and that's all that matters." She stopped to squeeze the little boy in her arms.

"What can I say about Jesse? I've never seen anyone with a bigger heart than your daddy. He loves you and your mommy so much. I can tell the love your parents have for each other is eternal, but the love they share for you is stronger than titanium."

With her Godson's undivided attention, she continued on.

"Right now your mommy and daddy are bringing your little sister into the world. So, let me take this opportunity to explain to you how important you are and how things are going to change. You're going to be her big brother and she will always look up to. Your job will be to comfort and support her in all things, to protect her from harm and to make sure she only dates nice boys. It's a big responsibility Mitchell, being a big brother...do you think you're up to the challenge? (pause) I thought so. C'mon little man...let's go meet your sister."

Epilogue

This day would not only be Lucy's birthday, it also became the day they became a family of four. Jesse kept his promise and stayed with Beca until she and their daughter were discharged from the hospital. Her fears of being widowed again soon disappeared as she observed her partner in crime be the most loving father to their children. With Jesse's help, Beca not only came to terms from being widowed at such a young age, she learned to trust and to open her heart to love again.

A year later they were pregnant with their third child and then adopted two Golden Retriever pups called Bender and Claire, who were named after two characters in one of Jesse's favorite movies. Their household was not only a happy one, it was filled with content children and pets who loved them unconditionally.

With Jesse's career taking off at Lionsgate, Beca had the unique opportunity of staying home and being a full time mother to their kids. Reaching out to her Bellas once again, Beca turned over the reigns of her production company to her very talented and good friend, Cynthia-Rose who had become a successful singer and songwriter on her own merit. With Stroma-Mitchell Productions in good hands, the company that Luke and Beca had formed years ago would continue to thrive.

The Barden University alt-girl who started out as a loner, wanting nothing to do with a rag tag group of a cappella singing nerds took a chance on love and friendship, who later found the strength and courage to overcome mortality and heartbreak in order to find true happiness. It was ultimately the seed of a stranger on a cold stormy night that altered the direction of her life as Beca took on and embraced the various roles of a lifetime.

Starting out as a radio DJ and leader of an award winning a cappella singing group, Beca had become a successful music producer and sole owner of a flourishing production company.

Having pursued and succeeded a career in the music industry, it was ultimately becoming a wife to a loving spouse and mother to children who adored her to no end that filled her soul and warmed her heart. As it turns out, this was all Beca ever wanted and the story of the Swanson's.

A/N: Thank you for taking the time to read this story that has become so special to me. The song Jesse sang to his daughter was of course Stevie Wonder's 'Isn't She Lovely'.

A special thank you to Michael, the love of my life and to Corinne and Rebekah for their friendship and constant support.