A/N: Okay so most of you guessed what is going to happen but hopefully most of you are surprised. In this chapter I used the song "The One That Got Away" by Katy Perry. The song is not mine neither is Pitch Perfect. As for Emma and Isabella, they're mine. Also, I bolded and italicized the song if you want to skip through the long lyrics part. Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys the chapter!

CHAPTER EIGHT

Days have passed since Emma asked to meet Jesse, but was quickly turned down when Beca and Chloe's shock diminished. The two women helped the little girl understand why Jesse wasn't part of their lives and why they planned to keep it that way.

Presently, Beca and Izzy were sitting in the DJ's backyard brainstorming for song ideas while Emma and Chloe were enjoying themselves in the pool. Chloe and Izzy set aside their differences when Chloe came to her senses so she was fine with the young, yet attractive girl having some alone time with her wife.

"Okay so I was thinking of a song about losing someone. It doesn't have to be death specifically; like if someone you love moves away or you haven't seen them in a while because of a fight or something." Beca supplied.

"Yeah, I'm definitely feeling that, like I haven't seen my brother in some years, I really miss him," Izzy said with a sad look on her face.

"I didn't know you had a brother."

"Well I don't talk about him much. After my parents split, he left my mom and me to stick with my dad. I like to think he's loyal in a way. Not loyal to mom, or me but loyal to my dad because my dad had no one. I kind of wish he would've stuck with me, you know? I remember being fourteen years old on my birthday and I was upset my brother didn't show up. He's like eight years older than me and I knew he was finishing up college, but I still thought he'd show. So there I was sitting in my room crying like a baby and I remember thinking to myself, what if we all were in another life and my parents would still be married and my brother would be here and we'd all celebrate my birthday together. I wanted that more than anything in the world," Izzy looked as if she was off in a daze and in the exact moment she was speaking of.

"You guys must've been pretty close then, huh?"

"Oh definitely, he was my partner in crime," Izzy said with a small chuckle. "When mom in dad got in a really bad fights, he'd go into the liquor cabinet and get a couple of bottles then we'd climb out of his bedroom window and drink and talk about everything from pizza to what we planned to accomplish in life. He was always the biggest supporter of my music and always told me I'd make it in the business. I wish he could see me now. I haven't seen him since I graduated High School and that was four years ago. After the ceremony was over he said he was going back home and was coming back soon, but he never did. We went to his apartment to see what was up and the place was completely cleaned out."

"Oh my gosh, Izzy that's terrible. I'm so sorry," Beca said.

"It's okay, I've gotten over it for the most part,"

"Well he was definitely right. I think you gave me an idea for some lyrics. I started a song in college when Chloe and I were finished for good and I've never played it for anyone or finished the rest of the lyrics. Anyways, when you said 'in another life' it came to me because that's a line in my song. You want to hear it?"

"Uh, yeah!"

"Okay I'll be right back," Beca went in the house and when she returned back outside she had her guitar and an old sheet of notebook paper. "Can't believe I still had it but here it goes: In another life, I would be your girl/ We'd keep all our promises, be us against the world/In another life, I would make you stay/so I don't have to say you were the one that got away the one that got away," Beca cleared her throat kind of embarrassed and nervous that Izzy wouldn't like the song, "So, there it was."

"Becs that was amazing, what's the other part you just thought of a few minutes ago?"

"Oh um," Beca resituated herself and began singing, "Used to steal our parents' liquor and climb to the roof, talk about our future like we had a clue/never planned that one day, I'd be losing you; how's that?"

Izzy grabbed the pen sitting on the table and wrote 'The One That Got Away' at the top of the old sheet of notebook paper. "Beca, I believe we have started writing our first hit song."

After the two musicians finished writing the wonderful song, Chloe invited Izzy to stay over for dinner. After dinner, Izzy went home and the Mitchell-Beale household was getting ready for bed.

"Momma, can I hear the song you and Izzy wrote outside today? I could hear the melody from the pool and it sounded really good," Emma asked from her bathroom while she was combing through her wet hair.

"Sure, go ahead and hop into bed and mom and I will be in there in a sec," Emma gave Beca a beaming smile then darted off to her bedroom.

"Can I hear it too, babe?" Chloe asked from behind Beca as she was putting on her sleeping shorts.

"Of course you can," Beca said giving Chloe a quick peck on the lips.

Emma was practically bouncing with excitement when her moms walked into her bedroom. Chloe sat next to Emma in her bed while both of their backs rested on the headboard. Beca sat on the end of the bed with her guitar perched up on her knee.

"Okay, so are you ready to hear it?" Beca asked with a knowing smirk.

"Yes!" Both red heads said at the same time.

"Okay well here goes nothing: Summer after high school when we first met/We make out in your Mustang to Radio head/And on my 18th birthday we got matching tattoos/Used to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof/Talk about our future like we had a clue/Never plan that one day I'd be losing you/In another life I would be your girl/We keep all our promises, be us against the world/And in other life I would make you stay/So I don't have to say you were the one that got away/The one that got away!/I was june and you were my Johnny Cash/Never one without the other, we made a pact/Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, (whoa)/Someone said you had your tattoo removed/Saw you downtown singing the blues/It's time to face the music, I'm no longer your muse/In another life I would be your girl/We keep all our promises, be us against the world/And in another life, I would make you stay/So I don't have to say you were the one that got away/The one that got away/the o-o-o-o-one (x3)/The one that got away/All this money can't buy me a time machine, (Nooooo)/Can't replace you with a million rings, (Nooooo)/I should've told you what you meant to me, (whoa)/'Cause now I pay the price/In another life I would be your girl/We keep all our promises, be us against the world/And in another life, I would make you stay/So I don't have to say you were the one that got away/The one that got away/The o-o-o-o-one (x3)/And in another life I would make you stay/So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away!"

Emma and Chloe had beaming smile on their faces while they were rapidly clapping. Beca had an equally beaming smile because the two people she loved most loved her song.

The next day when Izzy and Beca sang the song for Luke and Cynthia Rose they got the biggest accolades either one of them has ever received.

"Beca, Iz, that was amazing," Cynthia Rose said with a bright smile to both girls.

"Definitely, you need to record this ASAP," Luke encouraged.

"Okay, well Iz is scheduled for booth time at 10am tomorrow," Beca said.

"No Becs, I mean both of you recording this song as a duet,"

"That is brilliant," Cynthia added in, "Your voices sound so good together anyways I say duet, all the way."

"Are you serious right now?" Beca asked with a shocked face.

"Yes girl! So I want to see you both here tomorrow morning ready to record the best damn song I've heard in a while," Cynthia Rose said.

That evening when Beca returned home from work Chloe was in the kitchen scolding a very angry and guilty looking Emma sitting at the kitchen table.

"Do you have any idea what you've done I—" Chloe stopped when she noticed her wife was home from work, "Hi Beca,"

"What's going on here loves?" Beca asked while setting her laptop case down.

"Well, Emma thought she could go through your things, find your old cellphone and call Jesse."

"You did what?" Beca yelled.

"Yeah, and get this, she didn't find Jesse's number, oh no, she had to go all spy kids on us and call Benji. Then Em proceeded to pretend to be me and ask for Jesse's number. And you know what else? The bastard answered. Oh and here's the best part Beca, but I don't want to steal Emma's thunder so I'll let her do the honors of telling you." Chloe was livid; she was furiously pacing with grand hand gestures and finished by sitting down with her arms crossed expectedly.

"Emma?" Beca pried.

Before Emma could say anything Chloe stood up abruptly, "You know what? I think it would be better if I tell you,"

"No mom, I did it, so let me tell her," Emma said bravely.

Chloe looked as if she was going to jump across the table and beat Emma till she was black and blue, but Beca came up behind her and started lightly massaging her tense shoulders, "Go ahead Emma, I'm listening," Beca said.

"Okay, well after Jesse picked up the phone I told him I was doing a survey for girl scouts and called a random number in the phonebook. He answered all of my questions and that's all I wanted because I wanted to know more about him and see what we had in common,"

"And so you decided to go behind our backs after we told you we want nothing to do with him?" Beca said in a disciplinary tone.

"Yes but—" Emma tried.

"Emma! Stop with the excuses and get to the important part that your momma needs to know," Chloe said.

"Okay, okay. Well, at the end of the phone call I remembered that I also wanted to know if I had any aunts or uncles since mom and daddy are only children, so I asked if he had any siblings and he said he had a sister. Then, I told him I wanted to survey her to see if she gave similar answers as he did. He said he hadn't talked to her in some years but gave me a number he still had for her."

"Okay, so what's the big deal about that?" Beca asked confused about the big conflict.

"Wait for it," Chloe says.

"Well I called the number he gave me and," Emma dragged out the last word not wanting to tell her momma what she found out.

"Spit it out, Em!" Beca shouted; the suspense was killing her.

"Isabella answered the phone."

Beca's mouth dropped open, "No, no, no. There has to be a mistake. It had ro be a different number."

"Well, I was thinking the same thing, so I talked in a deeper voice so she wouldn't recognize me and when I asked her what her last name was she said Swanson; same as Jesse's." Emma said looking up guiltily at Beca.

"Whoomp there it is," Chloe said in a dry tone.

This was definitely a problem.

A/N2: There's chapter eight. Please leave reviews it inspires me to update faster. Also to the guest that asked, no this story is not over! it's far from it. More drama to come. I'm expecting 20 chapters at the least could be more. REVIEW!REVIEW! :)