Chloe chugs her beer and turns off Ellen. She can't comprehend what just happened, she feels far too overwhelmed. The redhead makes her way to her bedroom deciding she would figure this out some other day.
Beca walks into her apartment that she shares with her best friend, Jesse. He's sitting on the couch eating a box of sugary candy that will surely give him cavities, and watching one of the latest movies that he deems worthy of his attention. He looks up from the T.V and gives the smaller brunette a toothy grin. He pauses the movie and aligns his body to face her. "Dude you finally admitted your fillings for Chloe! That's so awesome. Although, when I said that you should figure out a way to reach her I wasn't suggesting going on national television and confessing your fillings. That was like the most dramatic reveal ever though, I totally approve."
Beca heads to the fridge to grab a beer and precedes to plop on the couch. With a sigh she begins to speak, "I actually didn't really intend to say any of that. After Ellen asked what I liked to do in my free time I just kind of word vomited. I couldn't keep it in. I knew that Chloe used to love watching the show and I guess I was hoping that she still does." Beca opens her bottle and chugs at its contents.
Jesse thinks over Beca's words, knowing how much she hates to share her feelings he realizes how much this must really mean to her if she's willing to share this much with him. He pulls out his phone and googles Chloe's name. When he finds her hospital contact number he hands the phone to Beca, "Save this number to your phone and call it tomorrow." Beca shoves the phone back into Jesse's hands. Jesse gives an aggravated sigh and says, "Beca Mitchel, I am not leaving this up to chance. You are going to call Chloe tomorrow and ask to meet up. Even if she did watch the show how is she going to get a hold of you? You're world famous, there's going to be so many "Chloe's" who call your number that your secretary is going to have to ignore all of them. I'm not joking Bec, either you call her tomorrow or I will." Beca's eyes widen, she takes the phone and saves the number to her contacts.
"There you dipshit, now let me drink my beer in peace." Beca says while handing the phone back to her best friend. He gives a smug smile and goes back to watching his move. Beca curls up and falls fast asleep.
Chloe's alarm goes off at five in the morning. She hits the buzzing assailant until it goes silent. The redhead has always been a morning person. However, she doesn't consider it morning until she sees sunlight, this leaves her a couple more hours to be cranky without question. She grunts and crawls out of her bed and makes a beeline to her coffee maker. The redhead gives a silent thank you to whoever invented coffee when she hears the heavenly liquid start to brew. Chloe takes a quick shower and gets ready for her twelve hour shift at Saint Mary's Hospital. At 5:40 she is out the door with a coffee in her hand.
Chloe is on her lunch when the memories of last night finally hit her. The overwhelming emotions smash into her like a brick wall and Chloe has to run to the bathroom. By the time she gets to privacy she has tears running down her face ruining her mascara. Chloe grips the bathroom sink, closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Why did she do it on national television? Why not just call me? I haven't even changed my phone number. Did she even try to get a hold of me or is she needing the publicity that this will bring. Chloe's thoughts are running a mile a minute. She is angry, angry that Beca decided to drop this bomb on her know, years after they lost touch. Years that she used to finally get over the small brunette, or she thought she was over her. The feelings that were spilling out of Chloe painted a different picture. She composed herself, wiped off her ruined make up and went back to the cafeteria to finish her meal.
Ten hours into Chloe's shift she gets call on her business phone from an unknown number. She swipes to answer it and says, "Dr. Chloe Beale, how can I help you?"
"Chloe?" is the sound from the other end, "I wasn't expecting you to answer, maybe like an assistant or something. I was just going to leave you a message."
Chloe furrows her eyebrows, "Well you got the Dr. herself, so what can I do for you?"
The melodic voice from the other end replies, "Umm, this is Beca, Beca Mitchell from Bardon High School?" Chloe can't help but smile at the still very awkward girl that she fell in love with so long ago.
"Oh, I'm sorry I think you might have the wrong number." Chloe is holding in a laugh waiting for Beca's reply.
"Shit I'm sorry! I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing." Beca squeaks out into the phone. She hears a loud laughter coming from the other side.
"You dummy! You have the right number and the right Chloe." Chloe laughs out. She hears a sigh coming from Beca.
"Why would you do that to me? Do you know how hard it was for me to call! I've been starting at this number all day, I have it memorized." Beca confesses.
"I thought it was the least I owed you after what you did last night Beca." Chloe's voice turns serious, "If that's how you've felt all these years why didn't you ever contact me? Or reply to my calls and texts?" There's a pause on the phone and Chloe thinks she might have been disconnected.
Finally Beca's voice comes through, "I don't really think I should explain this over the phone. Where do you live? Is there any way I can see you?"
Chloe's heart races at the idea of seeing the brunette after all these years. "I actually moved to L.A a few years ago because of a job offer."
Beca's voice comes out high, "Really? Well are you free tonight then? I think the sooner I explain to you the better."
Chloe thinks about the offer and realizes that she needs this closure herself. "Yeah I get off at five. I can probably squeeze you in." Beca chuckles.
"Do you know the restaurant called The Blue Palm Tree?" Beca asks. Chloe nods her head but realizes that Beca can't see her action.
"That's the one by the beach right? With a big neon blue palm tree sign?"
Beca replies, "Yeah that's the one. Would you like to meet me there at seven?"
"I'll see you then Beca."
"See ya, Chloe." Beca hangs up the phone before Chloe gets a chance to say anything else. The redhead buri
