A/N At a long last here it is, thanks for all the reviews-I'm trying to update both my fics as often as i can...Thanks for sticking around-Got some action for you guys ;)


"Yes Beca!" Chloe moans gasps out between breaths and pants and all her beautiful sexy lust-filled noises echoes around your dorm room as you bring her to completion a third time-you give yourself an imaginary hat lift for that.

Ultimately it sounds of pleasure-the pleasure she gets when you get down on you knees and do something she loves you doing, that you absolutely adore doing to her because as with everything with Chloe you can never really deny her anything especially this and really who's complaining exactly- Not you.

"Oh god that was-you are" you silence her-clambering up to her-kissing her, she groans at tasting herself, you're both breathing heavily at that, you're kissing all over her face allowing her time to recover, but it almost feels painful it never feels quite enough-touching her, tasting her...but right now you need her to be doing the same to you to return the favor...you're aching for her to-but that wouldn't be happening anytime soon as you did render her practically comatose...

Yeah Good Job Beca, guess it's time to take matters into your own hands.

You slowly slip your hand further down, not wasting any time as you really needed the release..you tease yourself a bit, smearing the wetness over your clit, pausing at your entrance...your about to enter yourself when all of a sudden Chloe's own hand is there "Don't you dare, you don't come unless I say so and when I want you to." she says, as she pins your hands above your head and instructs you to keep them there. You groan in frustration, You allow her to flip the two over, for her to resume the top. It's unbearable her knee keeps withdrawing from it's rightful place between your legs-where you swear you feel yourself pulsating.

Dream Chloe equals major tease...actually she was in "real life" as well...actually this whole "friendship" of yours, the both of you felt like the most major tease of all time.

Chloe then slowly lowers her head to your breasts, you gasp as she trails her tongue over the bud, she gently laps at it-you lean up trying to get a lot more contact, but she pulls away. She waits for you to still before she resumes the action slowly tracing the tip, and you once again thrust your chest upwards to no avail-"Patience is a virtue" she hums out and the feel of that makes you clench everywhere. She takes a detour, slowly explores your torso, your abs-and you're shaking when she reaches your navel but changes her mind halfway and she returns to your breasts-you're schooling yourself not to repeat the action and somehow you manage to- at this she gives a pleased murmur and finally lets her mouth envelop you breast, and her tongue to harden and flick at your stiff nipple making sure to pay equal attention to both breasts... adding her teeth into the mix,

by now you are a sopping mess you're throbbing everywhere, you're looking for anything, any friction at all "Chloe" you groan out, "Please.."

"Please what, be more specific..."

"Please just fuck me already.."

"All you had to do was ask nicely." She smiles sweetly, the next moments are quick she gives you exactly what you want-she more than makes us for the teasing as she practically worships you with her hand first- then she doesn't give you time to recover before she quickly takes over with her tongue-

when you finally find sweet sweet release...you see... stars, you feel like she caused, no that you became...that you experienced a firework -a spectacular explosion once ignited "You're one amazing woman, Chloe Beale." you whisper in her ear placing kisses along her jaw as she settles in your arms, you let out a relaxed happy sigh yes-that's exactly what you needed..."I love you" you murmur as you feel your strength fading-the darkness overtaking you.

Your eyes are blinking slowly, you are trying to cling, to stay in the dream "No, I love you" she whispers, now you're fighting to keep your eyes open...but as with all the times you've desperately tried to remain awake, the faster it is you get pulled in.

"You heard me Beca, I said I love you..." Chloe's voice is fading, sort of like a radio with faulty frequency,

"I'm so in love with you..."

"Please don't ever forget it"

the last thing you see, you remember seeing is Chloe-her eyes looking so lovingly into your own.

"I won't" you murmur.


"Having a good dream?" real life Chloe says, her bright blue eyes close to yours.

"Holy Sh-" you say shocked at her proximity, still recovering from your dream-overwhelming the feeling of shock doesn't even cover it when you flail get tangled in your sheets and fall out of your bed.

"Oh my god, Beca!" Chloe cries out, rushing to your side, you feel pretty hard on your bum and you're sore, nothing serious though, but you're flushed-you're still reeling from the quick transition almost a merging of the dream into reality...everything was still so fresh.

"Sorry Beca, it's just I heard you on my way back from the bathroom...it sounded like you were having a pretty wild dream, you were thrashing about...so I decided to check up on you." she helps you up and starts brushing patting away some imaginary dust perhaps, off of you, you can't even describe how much that little a contact is affecting you...you've got goosebumps, and your nipples are hard pushing against your shirt.

"That was sweet of you"...but your dream was anything but...well Chloe was sweet in the dream...she tasted it too...okay...Uh you think the blood hasn't rushed back to your head yet.

"There you're all better-" she pats your but as she finishes checking you out. "I mean from what I gathered from my thorough examination, it's all good."

" Ooh kinky are we playing doctor now?" You get out before you can censor yourself, which makes you both pause for a second before Chloe starts to laugh. "My, my Beca...why are you into that kind of thing?", "Well-" you start to stutter "I'm sure we can find other simlar activities to keep ourselves preoccupied...but don't worry I'll let you know if I have any appointments open, any slots that need filling." Chloe winks, tilts her head to the side...and her grin widens suggestively...your face has warmed up..what does one say to that, your mouth is opening and closing but no sound comes out. Chloe once again jumps in laughing "I was just joking lighten up Becs...Aw you should see yourself, I've really missed this surprising you-it's so much fun!" Chloe squeals-for a second there she looked like she wanted to pinch you cheeks but settles for hugging you instead.

"Can the two of you tone it down...We have to wake up early as it is and I'm trying to maximize the little time we do have to rest, so..." Aubrey's sleepy muffled voice comes from under her sheets, not even willing to raise her head or make any effort in talking to the both of you.

"Sorry Bree" Chloe whispers.

"Yeah sorry, I'm sure you need the beauty rest" You quip- Aubrey raises her head and you see that she has this green face mask on her face. "Too late-I always had my suspicions but now I know the She hulk exists"

"Beca" Chloe admonishes her eyes wide as she shakes her head at you frantically,

"What? We were just having a normal conversation, Aubrey should just but out..."

"I'm trying to get back to sleep if only some acaslut-pain-in-my-ass could keep their toners in their pants and their little wet dreams at a down low."

"Aubrey..."

"Listen you B-" you growl out Chloe lays a restraining hand on your arm you bite back your retort..."Wait do you hear that?" you thought you heard something

Before you know it the door bursts open and their stands a man with a trumpet soon followed by several other people carrying various instruments playing the buggle call Reveille

"Sorry guys." Fat Amy says when she turns up at the end, but she looks anything but as she too takes out an instrument-a Didgeridoo and joins in.

"Get up this is the wake up call! Fall in outside at the count of fifteen...fourteen...thirteen"

You exchange frantic glances with the other two, run to the bathroom Chloe enters the enclosed stall to use the toilet-you head for the sink and only get to splash your face, as Aubrey all but violently nudges you out of the way-she frantically and unsuccessfully tries to remove her mask-you chuckle evilly at that. You brush out your hair quickly in your bed...and Chloe emerges from the bathroom looking...perfectly fixed up.

"How do you do that?"

"It's a gift."

ten...nine...eight

"We better head out, if this is how they wake us up, wouldn't want to see how they'd punish us if we don't play along." you both proceed to do so-you make a quick attempt at fixing your bed-you throw the covers on...and run out, Chloe follows,

Four...three...

"Aubrey get your ass out..." she finally appears, looking her normal color again-and roughly brushes past you-pity she couldn't wash of her bad grumpy mood.

"Fall in!" You do so outside in the enormous terrace stopping to admire all the rest of the weepy, just woken up severely hang-over faces of the Bellas and the Trebles around you, as you all spread out in a horizontal line facing the musicians, the guests facing the family members. You were in too good a mood to experience Hang-over...but your head does throb slightly nothing a good breakfast can't fix, that's what you and all the rest of your group are really looking forward too, you can't help envisioning a fantastic spread.

"Family sound off" the wailing voice belonged to a bald-headed, stout but somewhat miltar-ish built man he could've been Amy's uncle or brother you couldn't quite know-you really didn't know what to expect.

"O'kelly's line up!"

"Okelly?" you ask the girls closest to you-Cynthia Rose, Stacie, Chloe all shrug.

"It's obviously Fat Amy's surname" Aubrey hisses "So-rry we didn't know Fat Amy's surname!" you reply quite loudly, and mutter "or that she even had one"

"Who do ya think ya callin fat?" An older rounder lady says approaching your group, everyone shuts up almost immediately.

"Uh..." Everyone is at a loss for what to say...as family members looks gravely upon all of you.

"You like calling people names lass, would you like it if we did the same?" says the lady That's odd, she sounded more Irish than Australian that accent,

"Sorry-we didn't mean any offense" you say speaking up for the five of you

"Why don't you step out of that line- get right over here!" the old man from earlier says, gesturing with his hands for you to approach him, you gulp nervously-and look back at the rest of your Bella mates 'Help' you mouth "Go" Aubrey shoves you forward, you lose your footing but recover you try looking back to send Aubrey a glare-"Come on Hurry up! I can't wait all day! " he bellows, you jump a little and move speedily forward.

As you near the man he doesn't get any less intimidating, he's BIG he just towers over you. You're shaking all the way into you boots-he could totally end you, he looks like he's seriously considering it.

You finally are face to face- more like face to ginormous chest with him,"I said come here" before you know it- he envelops you in a bear hug "and get into my arms you lil pint " he lifts you right of the ground.

Then they all burst out laughing Fat Amy loudest of all, "You should have seen your faces"

It seems it runs in the family, unorthodox methods of doing things- you see all of them various aunts and uncles with different builds ranging from tall to short, thin to wide...what they have in common-mostly they had blonde hair, big mouths and loud infectious personalities.

"I caught in on camera! I bet they thought we were going to eat them alive for a second there!"

He sets you down only to yell GROUP HUG! and the whole family proceeds to sandwich all of you guests between them and when you part you really do feel like you bruised a rib. At least they went easy on the girls you've seen hard punches being delivered to the guys arms...Jesse was still rubbing his.

"Welcome-and we don't mind, you can call all of us whatever you like. Me however you have to call-Mr. O'kelly. Naw call me Pawpa, I'm Fat Amy's Big Daddy!"

"My names Nan Pawpa's Mother-and we'll just call you twig asian, twig ginger, twig tiny, twig chocolate-man you're all skinny and lacking curves that we O'kelly women naturally posses. I thought America was known for it's cases of obesity? You all seem smaller and skinnier than the next..." the scary old lady is all smiles now, looking less scary.

"Uh Thanks?" you say, while everyone else just nods with awkward still-scared little smiles on their faces.

"Don't worry, we don't allow skimping around here-you'll definitely eat your fill here!" Na and Pawpa say rubbing their bellies.

"Yeah, breakfast in twenty! We just wanted to greet you all Good Mornin', ladies, gents...Amy and Benji will lead you into the dining hall for breakfast when you're all ready..." And they leave as quickly and suddenly as they had arrived.

What a wake-up call, it worked all of you are now wide-awake.


"So you're Patricia O'kelly?" you finally ask, while a couple of you sit around outside along a bench with Fat Amy, Chloe, Cynthia Rose soaking the sun, waiting for the rest of the girls-Denise, Ashley and Stacie who were still getting ready. It struck you, you never really knew Fat Amy's whole name, hell it took a whole year to find out her real name was Patricia...

"Yeah, As name's go it's pretty awesome...equally parts as awesome as Fat Amy, if i say so myself. But Fat Amy suits me better...it's just so... me." Fat Amy says her face serious, unapologetic. "I'm awesome" she says ending with a flourish, a little bow you inwardly chuckle.

"I never imagined you having a surname...Fat Amy is really Patricia O'Kelly...Patricia...O'kelly. Pat-ricia O'Kelly." you sound out, changing the emphasis on the letters-changing the intonation each time, which emits giggles from Chloe who's resting her head on your lap.

"Yeah we get it!" Aubrey says curtly from her position-lying on a separate bench.

"It's just weird." you conclude.

"I don't think it is..." Fat Amy yawns out, her feet stretched out on a table,

"Yeah we know you think it's awesome" Cynthia Rose says before she yawns as well

"You got that right!" Fat Amy adjusts her legs settling it more comfortably on Cynthia Rose who just shrugs.

"Patricia O'kelly"...you say once more,

"Stop saying it-It's not that weird once you get used to it!" Aubrey growls clearly annoyed, banging of the bench with her fist. Aw Is wittle Aubrey having a wittle tantrum?

"You're so weird I can't get used to it" you quickly retort, Chloe pulls herself up into a sitting position perhaps sensing the peaceful relaxing time was about to be short lived.

"Look who's talking!"

"Yeah you are!" Aubrey is sitting up and you are both exchanging vicious looks, Aubrey is lucky Chloe was still leaning on you, if not you would have gone up to her...you haven't forgiven her for shoving you forward just a while ago.

"Jesus when will two of you just quit it! How Chloe can stand this i don't know..." Stacie says turning up with the other girls finally ready.

"Sorry girls...had a hard time sleeping when I wanted to" "Yeah I really am sorry." you grunt out and Aubrey finally meets your eye-the moment passes quickly and the girls take it as a cue to move past it-Stacie and the girls join Aubrey on her bench content to just stretch out and join in the chillin.

"I never asked where and how did you get the Amy?" you ask after clearing your throat

"Well-Okay I'm about to go on about the origin of my name so bear with me-I'm just warning all of you, wouldn't want to make the effort only for you guys to lose interest half-way...

"We won't..." Chloe says

"So are you ready?"

"We' ready!" you girls says failing to sound enthusiastic. ten more minutes till breakfast was ready. You keep checking but the time won't move any faster.

"No-really are you absolutely ready?"

"Yes, we're freaking ready!" you say louder,

"Calm your tits! Don't need to be so impatient, I'm getting there okay...Amy was a Great-Aunt on my mom's side she died just a few years ago..."

"Oh I'm sorry-" Chloe says reaching for Fat Amy's hand.

"I'm not-" she laughs but recovers quickly at the less-than-amused, more like shocked faces around her... "I mean I should be, probably... but she was a horrible, bitter old hag...never liked me, said I was untalented and she never laughed, never even smiled once and much worse she said that I wasn't funny . I never forgave her for that one."

"Okay...Why you use her name then?" you question,

"Well Amy was also the name of her pet parrot, that she left in my possession-that thing I loved and it loved me-it was like... the sister I never had, It also taught me how to beat-box...you could say we taught each other."

"That actually sounds real cool, do you happen to have the parrot around?" Cynthia Rose looks like a kid on Christmas morning, ready to open her presents

"Yeah we'd love to hear the beat-boxing parrot" Lily says from behind you-when did she, how long had she been there?

"No, you can't" Fat Amy says looking regretful.

"Why because it doesn't exist?" Aubrey says, she gets nudged by Stacie and the rest of the girls when Fat Amy's face turns solemn-an expression you haven't really seen on her face before.

"No because...Amy's making awesome beats for the other parrots up in heaven now." and Fat Amy's face crumples up-"Sorry...Damn that Crocodile it's all his fault!"

"A Crocodile killed your pet parrot?" shocked doesn't quite cover it-everyone's exchanging dubious glances

"No a Cat did."

"But you just said-you brought up a Crocodile-you said it was his fault" Stacie sounds so confused, you all are. Fat Amy' stories tended to do that to the best of you.

"Crocodile is a cat." There's a pause where the rest of you try to soak that in-try to make sense of it all but all you're getting is a great big- Huh?

"That made no sense whatsoever." Denise ventures out,

"Yes it does-Crocodile's the cat's name..." Ah...okay that makes perfect sense...but who names their cat after a reptile? Why teach a parrot how to beat-box...sometimes there are no answers,

"Well i can't be mad at the Crocodile-he died too, choked on Fat Amy-"

"So we can say that a Crocodile died while eating Fat Amy." Cynthia Rose says, Stacie snorts-which starts the rest of you laughing as well.

"So were was I?"

"You were trying to explain your name...you told us where Amy came from...so what about your surname and that old- that lady from a while ago...You guys aren't full Aussies or something?" you inquire,

" O'kelly isn't Australian as so much as it is Irish...well it's from my Dad's side and in Gaelic the name means "warrior or war". O'Kelly means a descendant of Ceallach or bright-headed. Hence all the blonde, everywhere...blinding you like the sun..."

"Cool." Chloe whistles lowly,

"I wish i knew my name's origin." You say almost to yourself

"You were right-totally awesome..."

""It was interesting all right"

You all break into different conversations excitedly. Fat Amy's phone starts ringing-"Un momentos i love mentos...excuses mois" Chloe and you exchange bemused smiles,

Ay ee ay ee ay I'm Your little butterfly Green, black, and blue Make the colors in the sky-Fat Amy sings along silently to herself before she flips her phone to answer "Yeah, yeah. yeah...kaola..yeah." she closes it turns back to the rest of the group and announces...

"Breakfast is served-"


Up Next: Breakfast Conversations, plans for the next week to be formally announced, start with planning for the Bridal Shower. More fun, drama to come!