Author's note: First off thanks for all the wonderful reviews, they really mean the world to me. Secondly, I know you are eager for more, but please be patient with me. I am publishing as soon as I finish writing each chapter, which has been one chapter a day. I am going to do my best to keep up that pace.

Disclaimer: I still don't own the characters. I also don't own the two songs used in this chapter. They are 'Perfect Girl' by Sarah McLachlan and 'All I Really Want' by Alanis Morissette. I completely fabricated the mashup with these two songs, and if you are familiar with them, then please bear with me, I have no clue how Beca could possibly manage to mix them together cohesively. However, their lyrics just kinda seemed perfect for the situation.

Chapter 3

Chloe POV

"This is such a travesty!" I yelled as I walked into the apartment that Aubrey and I shared.

Aubrey looked up from the study guide she was reading and sighed. "Just take the dramatics down a notch, Chloe. It'll be ok."

I slumped onto the couch next to her. "How can you say that, Bre. It's Friday and we still haven't heard from Beca! I think she's been hiding from us. I mean, I think she's even hiding from the other Bellas. None of them have heard from her either. Jessica has English with her; and she told me that all week Beca has walked in just as class is starting, sits right by the door and races out of the room as soon as the class ends. What if she never talks to us again? I thought we had something special."

Aubrey reached out and squeezed my thigh comfortingly. "It'll be ok. I told her she had a week to call me before I came looking for her. She has until Sunday. After that I will sit on her if I have to. Please try not to worry, Chloe. I know that this is hard, but try to look at things from Beca's perspective. We didn't really have a chance to talk to her last weekend. I was going to talk to her when we woke up, but then that Treble showed up, and Beca ran before we could talk. Maybe if Amy had let me in to see her, I could have talked to her. But I don't know." Aubrey had said the word 'Treble' as though it was the dirtiest curse word she could come up with, and I had to smile. For Aubrey, it probably was.

I sighed. "I know, Bre. I just…I just don't want to lose her. We only have a few weeks until graduation, and I don't think I could survive the summer if we don't get this figured out before then."

"I know, Chloe. But right now we just have to give her a little space to figure her shit out." Aubrey said with regret. I knew that the wait was killing her too.

"Do you think that we'll win her back?" I asked softly, feeling tears welling in my eyes at the thought of losing the small brunette.

Before Aubrey could answer, both of our phones beeped with the tone signaling a new email. I was confused. Who would be emailing us both? Then I knew. Beca. I reached for my phone with a suddenly trembling hand. I could see Aubrey reach for hers from the corner of my eye. Neither of us said anything as we unlocked our phones and pulled up the email. It was from Beca. I could see that there was an mp3 attachment. My eyes raced across the text of the email, trying to figure out what she meant. It said simply:

I don't think a call will be necessary. The song says it all.

She hadn't even signed her name. I looked over at Aubrey and saw that she was also trying to decrypt the vague wording. She met my gaze and we both raced over to the computer. Aubrey reached the desk first and opened her email. I was bouncing in nerves and anticipation as her inbox loaded. When it did, Aubrey swiftly opened the email from Beca and clicked on the attachment. I reached down and turned up the volume on the speakers so we could both hear the song. Immediately, a mournful tone filled the room as the song started.

Am I faithful, am I strong, am I good enough to belong
In your reverie a perfect girl
Your vision of romance is cruel and all along I played the fool
All your expectations bury me

Don't worry you will find the answer if you let it go
Give yourself some time to falter
But don't forgo knowing that you're loved no matter what
And everything will come around in time

[Do I stress you out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say, "How appropriate"

I don't dissect everything today
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it]

I own my insecurities I try to own my destiny
That I can make or break it if I choose
But you take my words and twist them 'round
Till I'm the one who brings you down
Make me feel like I'm the one to blame for all of this

[An' there I go jumpin' before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance
Ah, aao, aao, aao, aa, aah]

You will find the answer if you let it go
Give yourself some time to falter
But don't forgo knowing that you're loved no matter what
And everything will come around in time

[Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary

I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy]

See you need everybody with you on your side
Know that I am here for you but I hope in time
You'll find yourself alright alone
You'll find yourself with open arms
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself in time

[An' what I wouldn't give to find a soul mate?
Someone else to catch this drift
An' what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred?
Ah, aao, aao, aao, aa, aah

Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness
And the sound of pretenses is fallin'
All around, all around]

The riot in my heart decides to keep me open and alive
I have to take myself away from you
'Cause I can't compete I can't deny
There's nothing that I didn't try
So how did I go so wrong in loving you

[An' all I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice
Ah, aao, aao, aao, aa, aah

'Cause all I really want is some patience
And all I really want is deliverance
A place to find a common ground
And all I really want is some justice]

As the song ended, I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks. I sniffed and brushed an impatient hand across my cheeks. Aubrey just sat stiffly, staring at the words Beca had written. Aubrey's hand was shaking as she reached out and replayed the song. This time I was sobbing by the time the last notes faded out. "We messed up so badly", was the only thought I had. I felt Aubrey's arms wrap around me and leaned into her, wanted as much comfort as I could find in her arms. I could feel the tension in her body, but I didn't know what it meant.

When the sobs quieted into sniffles, Aubrey pulled back and kissed my forehead. "Come on, Chloe," she said quietly and I could hear the anger in her voice. I was startled enough to look up at her. I recognized the battle glint in her eyes and I immediately understood her tension. We were going to fight for our girl. I stiffened my spine and nodded. She immediately pulled me out of the apartment without another word.

I had to struggle to keep up with Aubrey's long, determined strides as we strode into Baker Hall. The few students in the lobby shot curious looks in our direction, but we ignored them, steering towards the stairwell and racing up to the third floor. When we reached Beca's door, Aubrey raised a fist and pounded on the door hard enough to rattle the heavy door within its frame. After a moment of waiting with no reply, Aubrey slammed her fist into the door again and roared, "Beca Marie Mitchell, open this damn door right now, or I'll break it down!"

I heard a loud thud from inside the room a split second before the door was yanked open. Beca's jaw clenched as she saw Aubrey and I standing in the hallway. "What do you want?"

"What the fuck was that song, Beca?" Aubrey growled in response to the brunette's terse greeting.

Beca smirked, "I thought it was pretty self-explanatory. So, thanks for stopping by, but have a nice life." She tried to close the door, but Aubrey shot a foot out to stop it.

"That's bullshit and you know it." Aubrey snapped.

The smirk disappeared from Beca's face and her eyes glinted dangerously. "Don't tell me how to feel, Posen."

Aubrey lost patience and shoved her way past Beca into the room. "I'll tell you whatever the hell I want to, Beca."

I shifted uncomfortably. This was going really poorly. I did the only thing I could think of to try to break the tension in the air. "Beca, please, just let us explain," I begged.

Beca's eyes shifted to me, and I felt my heart break at the anger and hatred I saw there. "Explain what, Chloe? How you guys were just playing with me? How you tore my life apart on a whim? Or how you just want us all to be friends with fond memories of one good night in a hotel?" Her voice was filled with so much venom that I had to take a step back. I didn't know this Beca, and it scared me.

"No, I, um…I mean we—nothing like that, Beca," I stammered, shakily.

"Oh, get over yourself, Beca," Aubrey snapped, drawing the younger girl's attention away from me. I gasped a small sigh of relief when her rage turned away from me.

"What?" Beca asked.

"You heard me. I said get over yourself. You wanted what we did last Saturday just as much as we did." Aubrey said, her own anger filling her voice.

Beca finally stepped back from the doorway moving into Aubrey's personal space. I took the opportunity to slide into the room and shut the door. "It doesn't matter what I wanted, Aubrey. It was a mistake." Beca spit back.

My mouth fell open. How could she think that it was a mistake? I glanced at Bre and saw that she was also speechless. Beca just smirked as she took in Aubrey's gaping mouth. I wracked my brain. I had to fix this. And the song came back to me. "Did you mean it Beca? The song, I mean." I asked quietly.

Beca turned back to me, I let myself feel an instant of relief as I saw her anger fade and be replaced by confusion. "Yeah, I did. So, I don't—" She started.

"Every word?" I asked, trying to hide my growing hope from the other girl.

"Um, yeah. I thought that it pretty much said everything," Beca said, moving a step back from Aubrey.

I didn't dare risk a glance at the blonde to see if she was following me. "Even the part about loving us?" I asked, feeling my breath catch in my throat as I waited on her answer.

Beca froze, panic suddenly in her eyes. "What? It doesn't—I mean I don't—It doesn't matter, Chloe."

I closed the distance between us. I just barely kept myself from reaching out to touch her by reminding myself that I didn't want her to run again. "Yes, it does," I insisted.

Beca dropped her hands heavily to her sides and let out a long sigh. She searched my eyes for a long time. I forced myself to be patient as I met her gaze and tried to show her all of the love I felt for her. After what felt like an eternity, Beca looked away. She shot a glance at Aubrey before sitting heavily on the bed. "Yes," She said in a voice so soft that I had to strain to hear her.

Triumph flashed through me. Beca wasn't looking at me, so I gave Aubrey a small smile before kneeling in front of Beca and gently lifting her chin so she could meet my eyes. "That's good, because I love you too, Beca," I softly told her. Her eyes widened and I could see her surprise written all over her face. I just smiled and nodded at her.

"But—I thought you and Aubrey—" Beca trailed off, unable to finish the thought.

"We are, but we also love you."

Beca's eyes widened further as her head whipped over to look at Aubrey. I followed her gaze and couldn't keep the smile from my lips as I saw Aubrey's loving smile and nod. Beca let out a shuddering breath and looked back at me. I closed the distant and placed a tender kiss on her perfect lips. She returned the kiss for a long moment before jerking back, tension suddenly radiating through her whole body.

"No. I can't do this. You have to go." Beca's voice was sharp with panic.

Aubrey was next to me in an instant. "Why, Beca?"

"We're not going anywhere," I insisted.

Suddenly the rage was back in Beca's eyes. She pushed herself between Aubrey and I and moved towards the door. Aubrey caught her arm and spun her back to face us. I just looked up at her in shock from my kneeling position.

"What the hell, Beca?" Aubrey asked.

Beca gave the blonde a seething look before turning to me. "You're lying to me," She spat out.

"What?" I sputtered. I had no idea what she was talking about.

"You're lying, just like everyone else. Everyone who says those things still leaves me in the end," she said and jerked her arm from Aubrey's gasp. "And you guys are the worst. Chloe, you just told me that you're not going anywhere. But that's the biggest lie I've ever heard. Or were you just hoping that I'd forget that you're graduating in less than a month? And then you'll be gone and you'll have each other and I'll be alone. So, don't you fucking lie to me."

I was on my feet and across the room in a flash. I reached out and took Beca's hands, refusing to let them go when she pulled back. "I wasn't lying, Beca. I swear. We're not going anywhere. Aubrey and I will still be at Barden next year. We're staying for our Master's Degrees." I pleaded, speaking as quickly as possible to try to calm the younger girl down.

She stopped struggling and warily watched me. When I stopped speaking, Beca turned to Aubrey. "Is this true?" She asked, and it hurt that she didn't trust me enough to take my word for it.

"It is. We start in the fall. I can show you our acceptance letters if you want." Aubrey spoke carefully.

I felt Beca relax slightly. "Oh," was all she said.

Aubrey moved up and wrapped an arm around the brunette's shoulders. "Yeah, so we're really not going anywhere. I swear on my Bellas' scarf."

Beca laughed softly. "Well, that is serious."

"Dixie Chicks serious," Aubrey agreed smiling down at the younger girl.

"Well, you better be telling me the truth, because I really don't want wolves to rip out your vocal chords." Beca said with a shy smile.

I let out the breath that I hadn't even realized I'd been holding and let go of Beca's hands to sit heavily on her bed. I felt like I had just fought in a war and I couldn't figure out why I wasn't celebrating. I sat staring at my hands, trying to figure things out. I didn't look up when I felt the other girls sit on either side of me.

"What's wrong, Chloe?" Aubrey asked, and I could hear the worry in her voice.

"I don't know," I said as tears suddenly filled my eyes, spilling over before I could stop them.

I heard Beca's breath hitch as she tentatively reached out a hand to stroke my back. Aubrey's hand moved to my thigh and squeezed gently in reassurance. I just turned and curled into Beca, cradling my hands to my chest. All of a sudden, I felt like I was going to break apart. Beca shifted to wrap her other arm around me and kissed my head and held me while I cried. When I was able to speak, I whispered, "Don't ever do that again, Beca. Don't push us away."

Beca sniffed and took a deep shuddering breath. "I won't."

I looked up at her in surprise and saw tears running down her cheeks. I reached out a hand and gently wiped the tears away with the pad of my thumb. Seeing her tears filled me with wonder and I could feel the cracks in my heart heal. This badass DJ was crying for me. My lip trembled as tears threatened again. I swallowed thickly, and gave Beca a tentative, watery smile. She returned the smile and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on my lips.

Aubrey wrapped her arms around us both and shakily whispered, "God, I love you both, but you'll be the death of me."

Beca and I broke the kiss to chuckle. All tears forgotten, I twisted to throw my arms around Aubrey. "I love you too, Bre."

Pure joy filled me as Beca's laughing voice said, "Yeah, I love you too, Posen. God help me, but I do."

Aubrey and I both laughed. I shifted and pulled both girls down to cuddle up with me in the way too small dorm bed. Once we were all moderately comfortable, I heaved a contented sigh and finally relaxed, knowing that we'd find a way to make this work.

As though she were reading my mind, Beca asked, "So how is this going to work? I mean not the sex part, because well, I got that part. But I mean the rest of it?" A slight blush tinted her cheeks.

I smiled as Bre shifted to better see the younger girl. "We'll take it slow. It's new for all of us, but I think we can do it. We just have to be honest with each other." The blonde said.

I nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Becs. Like we just have to make sure that no one feels left out. Which I know will be hard, cause Bre and I live together. But you're welcome to come over anytime you want."

"Alright. That makes sense," Beca said, her brow furrowing as she thought. "I mean, you guys have known each other for a long time…Wait, how long have you guys been together? I don't even know."

"We've been together for two years" I told her.

"Oh."

Seeing the doubts starting to cloud Beca's eyes, I rushed to reassure her. "No, Becs. Whatever you're thinking, don't. It's ok. Aubrey and I have a rhythm, and that's cool. But we want you to be a part of that rhythm now. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, I think so." Beca said slowly.

Aubrey sighed, shooting a warning look at me. "Beca, why don't we start small and go from there. Can I take you two ladies out on a date?" Aubrey's face masked the nerves that I could hear in her voice. I felt my heart swell with love for the blonde. I wanted to immediately accept, but I waited for Beca, knowing that she needed to take this step first.

"Ok, I can do that. But, Posen, you're buying." Beca said with a genuinely happy smile.

I grinned at the brunette before looking back at Aubrey. "Of course I'll go out on a date with you gorgeous women."

Aubrey breathed a sigh of relief. "Excellent, then I'll pick you up at seven," Aubrey said and stood up.

I glanced at the clock on the other side of the room. "Bre, that's in only an hour and a half! I can't be ready by then."

Beca laughed and Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Fine, then how about eight?"

I grinned nodding and Beca said, "Sure, that's great."

Aubrey nodded briskly. "Beca, is there any type of food you don't eat?"

Beca shrugged, "Not really. I can find something to eat just about anywhere."

"Alright, then we'll see you in a couple of hours." Aubrey said, pulling me to my feet.

I grinned down at Beca, "See you soon, Becs." I couldn't help myself, I stole on last kiss before heading towards the door. I turned back to watch Aubrey lean down to kiss her, too. Beca met my gaze and I winked. "Oh, and Becs, wear something sexy," I called over my shoulder as I left the room. I met Aubrey's gaze with a grin as we both heard Beca groan from within the dorm room just before the door clicked shut behind us.

Happy New Year! I hope you enjoy.