"Family of Beca Mitchell," Dr. Grey called as she walked out to the waiting area.

Beca's parents and Sheila stood, and Dr. Grey approached them. "Family of Beca Mitchell?," she asked. They nodded, and Dr. Grey said, "I'm Dr. Grey. Beca's awake."

They all let out a breath they had been holding. Chloe and the rest of the Bellas all smiled through their tears and hugged each other. Aubrey pulled Chloe to her in a side hug.

"She's awake, and she's breathing on her own," Dr. Grey told them. "She is also answering questions, and we don't see any brain dysfunction. She's truly a miracle."

Beca's mom hugged Dr. Grey. "Thank you, doctor."

"Can we see her?," Beca's father asked.

"I can take you back," Dr. Grey said. "She's also been asking for someone named Chloe. Is she here?"

Chloe's head shot up, and she looked wide-eyed at the doctor. The Bellas all looked at Chloe in shock.

"She asked for me?," Chloe asked voice timid.

"If you're Chloe, then yes she did," Dr. Grey said. "Although she didn't seem to believe you'd be here."

"She just hasn't seen Chloe, or her friends, in a while," Dr. Mitchell explained. "I'm sure she will be happy to know they are all here for her."

Aubrey gave Dr. Mitchell a thankful smile and turned to Chloe. "You should go see her."

"Dr. Mitchell, Mrs. Mitchell," Chloe said. "Would you mind if I went to see Beca when you get back?"

"I think she'd like that," Beca's mother said. "I think she'd like that a lot."

A tear ran down Chloe's face. "Thank you."

Dr. Mitchell took Sheila's hand and followed Beca's mother and Dr. Grey. Chloe turned to Aubrey.

"What do I say to her?," Chloe asked.

"I don't know, Chloe," Aubrey responded. "But she must want to talk to you if she asked for you."

"I guess," Chloe said and wrapped her arms around herself. "Now that Beca's back the girls are going to know I'm the reason she left. I shouldn't have kept everything from them."

"Chlo," Aubrey said. "They all know what happened. They were understandably upset at first, but it was Beca's choice to shut everyone out. They don't put all the blame on you. They blame Beca, too, but look where they are? They are here for Beca, and they, we, will always be here for her and you, no matter what."

Chloe looked around at the Bellas. She could hear them talking about how happy they were that Beca was going to be okay and they couldn't wait to see her. They were smiling and chatting as they waited for the Mitchells to return.

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"Beca!," her mother cried and ran to hug her. Beca sat up in the bed and grabbed onto her mother like she was never going to let her go.

Beca's dad sat on the other side and pulled the two into a hug. All three were crying. Sheila stood next to her husband and rubbed his back.

"God, Beca," her father said. "You scared the hell out of us."

"I scared the hell out of me, too," Beca said with a laugh. She pulled back from her parents and looked at them. "I, um, I was kind of ready to just give up. I was in the water and I-"

"Hey," her mother said. "Don't talk like that. You didn't give up."

"I tried to swim to get out of the water, but I was too weak," Beca stopped and looked at her lap. "I was at the point of giving up when I started thinking about Chloe and what it would do to her if I died."

The last was said so quietly that her parents had to strain to hear her.

"I left her one of those last call type messages," Beca said as tears fell down her face. "I haven't talked to her in a year, and she was the only person I wanted to talk to before I, I-"

She put her head on her mother's shoulder, and her mother held her while she cried. Her dad rubbed Beca's arm to try and comfort her.

"I don't know what you said," her father told her. "But, it worked. Chloe and most of your Bellas are here."

Beca pulled back and looked at her dad incredulously. "Are you serious?'

"Yes," her father said. "They're waiting in the waiting room. Chloe already asked if she could come back after we were done."

"Why are they here?," Beca asked. "Did Chloe listen to my message?"

"They care about you, Beca," Sheila said.

"But, I ghosted them all because I was angry with Chloe," Beca said with tears in her eyes. "Why would they still care about what happens to me?"

"Beca," her dad said and took her hand. "It's kind of hard not to care about you. They all understand what happened. Aubrey told me that she and the one you call Fat Amy tried to reach out to you, but you didn't respond. They knew you needed space and let you have it. They were making plans to go to L.A. and track you down."

Beca swallowed the lump that was in her throat and looked at her dad.

"He's right, honey," Beca's mom said. "They heard what happened and Amy flew them all here so they could see you. Talk to them, and you'll see how much they missed you."

Beca nodded her head and wiped at a tear. "Okay," she said. "But could you ask Aubrey and Amy to come in first? I want to talk to them before I see Chloe."

"We can do that," her mother said.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Dr. Grey said as she came into the room. "We have a room ready for Ms. Mitchell, and we need to move her."

"How long do you think I'll be here?," Beca asked. "In the hospital?"

"All your tests look good," Dr. Grey said. "I would say no more than a day or two. You do have a mild concussion, so we want to keep an eye on that."

"Do you know the room number she's moving to?," Mrs. Mitchell asked.

"Room 327," Dr. Grey told her. "It will take us about half an hour to get her moved and settled. You can visit her after that. There's also a waiting area on the third floor you can move your group there."

"Thank you, doctor," Dr. Mitchell said. "Becs, we'll let the others know. We'll come by later."

"Okay," Beca said.

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The Mitchells came back to the waiting room and let everyone know that Beca was doing great. They would have to wait to see her until she was set up in her room. Dr. Mitchell also told them that Beca asked to see Aubrey and Amy before Chloe.

"The doctor said we could wait in the third-floor waiting room," Dr. Mitchell told the girls.

They followed Beca's folks to the elevator and went to the third floor. Chloe had a worried look on her face.

"She's fine, Chloe," Aubrey said. "Don't look so worried."

"I'm not," Chloe said quietly. "I'm just wondering why she wants to see you and Amy before me? Do you think she's still mad at me?"

"You heard the message she left," Aubrey said. "That was pure honesty, and she still loves you. Maybe she's nervous about seeing you. Let's just wait to see what she has to say before you start panicking."

The group finds the waiting area and take seats. A nurse comes in about thirty minutes later asking for Aubrey and Amy. The two blondes walked over to the nurse and then followed her down the hall. The nurse showed them to Beca's room, and they walked in.

Beca looked up. "Hey."

"Oh, my God, Beca," Amy yelled and rushed over to her. She grabbed Beca in a big hug and just held her.

"Hey, Ames," Beca said smiling as tears rolled down her face. "I'm glad to see you. You too, Aubrey."

"Good to see you, Beca," Aubrey said. "Okay, Amy. It's my turn."

Amy smiled and pulled away from Beca. Aubrey grabbed her, and the tears started falling again for both of them. Aubrey pulled back and then slapped Beca on the arm.

"What the hell, Beca," Aubrey chastised. "I know what Chloe did was painful, but it didn't mean you had to ghost the rest of us."

"I know," Beca said quietly. "It was just easier. I didn't want to hear about how happy she was with Chicago, or how she was getting married to him, or they were having a baby together. I don't think I could have survived any of that."

"Oh, Beca," Aubrey said sadly. "Chloe didn't stay with him. She realized she made a mistake as soon as you walked away from her but she didn't know what to do. She told Chicago that nothing was going to happen between them and he got angry with her. That's when she found out he was married."

"I know," Beca said.

"You knew he was married," Aubrey said. "How did you know that?"

"It's a long story," Beca said. She looked down at her fidgety hands. "Did she, um, did she listen to my voicemail."

"We both did," Aubrey said. "Before we heard it, she had told me she was still in love with you and was angry with herself for breaking your heart and not doing more to find you before you flew to L.A. She hasn't really been herself this past year."

"She still loves me?," Beca asked softly as a small smile formed on her face. Beca thought for a moment and then furrowed her brow. "Did you force her to come here?"

"No," Aubrey said quickly. "Once everyone heard about what happened, we all wanted to be here for you. Especially Chloe." Aubrey looked at Beca and smiled at her. "She's nervous as hell and is probably pacing back and forth in the waiting room wondering why you wanted to see Amy and me before you saw her."

"I wanted to thank you both," Beca said sincerely. "I know you tried to reach out to me a few times and I told everyone I didn't want to talk to any of you. I'm sorry about that."

"It's okay, Beca," Aubrey said. "Amy and I were planning on flying out to L.A. and camping out at the studio until you talked to us."

"By camping out," Fat Amy added. "She means staying at the hotel across the street from the studio and watching for you like on a stakeout."

Beca let out a laugh, a real laugh. "God, I missed you guys."

"We missed you, too," Amy said.

The three friends grew quiet. Amy looked at Aubrey and then at Beca.

"Um, maybe we should go," Amy said. "Let Chloe come back to see you."

"No," Beca said quickly. "I mean, stay for a bit longer."

Aubrey smiled at Beca. "It's going to be okay, you know. You and Chloe need to talk."

"I know," Beca said. "It's just...I don't know what to say to her."

"I think you said everything in your voicemail message," Aubrey said. "Let Chloe talk first and go from there."

Beca nodded her head. "You're right. Would you, um, would you ask her to come back, please?"

"We will," Aubrey said.

Beca took a deep breath and let it out when Aubrey and Amy left the room. She was nervous and anxious to see Chloe. It had been a year, and the last words she said to Chloe were not kind. Beca sat up in the bed playing with her fingers and looking down at her hands.

"Hey," she heard Chloe say and jerked her head up.

Tears sprang to Beca's eyes as soon as they met Chloe's. "I'm so sorry," Beca sputtered out.

Chloe ran to her and grabbed her in a hug. They sat there holding each other and crying for a few minutes. Chloe was the first to pull back.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Chloe said. "I do and I am so, so sorry. I never should have kissed Chicago or told you I wanted to be with him. I was-"

"Scared?," Beca said. "Insecure? Too many changes were happening, and you didn't know how to process everything? Thought I was leaving you behind?"

"How, how did you know that?," Chloe asked. "I didn't even realize that's what I was doing until a couple of months after you left."

"Your brain does some weird shit when your unconscious," Beca said. "I talked to my grandmother who's been dead for almost twenty years. She told me all kinds of stuff."

Both girls sat, looking down at their hands and not speaking. Beca snuck a glance at Chloe and saw her wipe a tear from her cheek.

"So, um, how's vet school?," Beca asked.

"I dropped out," Chloe said.

"What? Why?," Beca asked.

"I couldn't concentrate, and my grades took a drive," Chloe said. "I dropped out and moved to Atlanta. I live with Aubrey and Stacie. I help Stacie with Bella a lot since I only work part-time. Bella's a year old now. Stacie's a great mom."

"I'm sure she is," Beca said. "You said you work part-time. What do you do?"

"I got a part-time teaching position," Chloe said. "I teach music at a nearby elementary school."

"You're a teacher?," Beca asked. "That's great. I always thought you'd make a great teacher."

"I'm not really a teacher," Chloe said. "But, I think I want to be. I've been thinking about going back to school to get my Teaching Degree."

"You should do it," Beca said with a smile.

They both grew quiet again. The silence was only slightly less uncomfortable than the last. Chloe took a deep breath and looked at Beca.

"Did you mean what you said in your voicemail message?," Chloe asked quietly. She held her breath waiting for the answer.

"Yes, I did, I do," Beca said. "I never stopped. I still love you, Chlo."

Chloe let out the breath she'd been holding along with a sob. "I never thought I'd see you again," Chloe said. "And certainly never thought I'd hear you say those words to me again. I thought you hated me."

"I wanted to hate you," Beca said. "And I think for about a minute I did when I started walking away from you that night. But, not a day has gone by that I didn't think about you. It hurt a lot because I thought you were with Chicago and living a happy life with him, but I never hated you."

"I'm really sorry about all that," Chloe said. "I swear I never meant to hurt you. I wasn't thinking, and it all got out of hand."

"I know," Beca said and took Chloe's hand. "So, what happens now?"

"What do you want to happen?," Chloe asked.

"I don't know," Beca said. "You haven't said how you feel, you know, about me. Have you thought about me at all?"

"God, Beca," Chloe said. "You're practically the only thing I do think about. I was so stupid, and I hated myself for what I did. I love you, Beca. I loved you then, and I love you now. I swear if you'll have me I'll spend the rest of my life proving it to you every day."

"I think," Beca started and looked down at their joined hands. "I think I'd like for us to try being friends again. I know you're in Atlanta, and I'm in L.A., but I think we should at least give it another try."

"Or," Chloe said. "I can move to L.A. and get my teaching degree. We were together as a couple for only a few weeks before I screwed up, but it was the last time I felt truly happy. I know you said we should be friends, but I really want to be your girlfriend again."

Beca smiled through her tears. "I'd like," she started to speak and stopped. She pulled Chloe into a hug. "I'd like it if you moved to L.A. to go to school to get your teaching degree. It would be nice having a friend in L.A. Maybe we can start there and see if dating is something we want to do later on."

Chloe pulled back from the hug. It hurt, but she knew Beca was right. "Being friends again sounds good. You're right; we have a ways to go to get back to where we were. But, I meant what I said about proving to you that I do love you. But having my best friend back in my life is enough for me right now."

"Good," Beca said.

"Could we cuddle?," Chloe asked quietly.

Beca laughed and held out her arms. "I do miss your cuddles."

Chloe let out a squeal and snuggled into Beca's side. She put her head on Beca's shoulder, and Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe. They both sighed and relaxed for what felt like the first time in a very long time.

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"Chloe's been back there for a while," Stacie said. "She's had enough time. I'm going back. I want to see Beca."

"I'll go with you," Jessica said.

"Wait," Aubrey said. "Give them a few more minutes. I know you want to see Beca, but I think they need to work this out, one way or the other."

"I think Aubrey's right," Beca's mom said. "All Beca talked about was trying to make things right with you girls. Especially Chloe. Give them time."

"You're right," Stacie said and sat down.

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About fifteen minutes later, Beca's mom asked Beca's dad, "Do you think everything's okay?"

"I'm sure everything is fine," Dr. Mitchell said. "They have a lot to talk about. Let them."

Stacie decided she couldn't wait any longer. She got up and said, "I'm going back. It's been long enough."

Stacie started walking down the hall toward Beca's room. Jessica jumped up and hurried after her. They got to Beca's room and stopped at the door. Both girls smiled at the sight before them.

Chloe was laying on her side with her head on Beca's shoulder, and Beca's arms wrapped tightly around her. They were sleeping, and both had a smile on their face.

"I guess they made up," Stacie said with a laugh.

Jessica pulled out her phone and took a couple of pictures of the two girls wrapped up in each other.

"This is is where Fat Amy would say, 'Bhloe is real!'," Jessica said and laughed.

Stacie laughed, and they went back to the waiting area to let everyone know the latest development on the Bhloe/Bechloe front. They were laughing and smiling as they made their way into the waiting room.

"That was fast," Aubrey said.

"We didn't want to disturb this," Jessica said and held up her phone to show everyone the picture she just took.

"Oh, my God," Aubrey said with a smile. "They made up."

"Yes," Amy said. "Bhloe is real!"

Jessica laughed and turned to Stacie. "Told you so."

That's it, folks. I leave it to you to decide whether Beca and Chloe become more than friends again. In my world, their love is strong enough to get past their past and they are now living happily together in L.A. as a couple.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed, favorited, followed, and stuck with me and made it this far.