Chapter 4

B/N (Beta's note) - Hullo peoples! Blue-wasabi24 here, just writing the A/N for Ms. AngelMuffin who's too damn lazy to write her own notes :P

Anyways, here's Ch 4. Sorry it took so long. Your beloved author was a little preoccupied. I'm trying to prove to her that we girls can make babies if we try hard enough ^_~

Since this took a while to get finished, AngelMuffin made it a little bit longer than usual to make it up for you guys. And, to make it a little more interesting, I might have sprinkled some of my own passages in there. Let's see if you guys can guess which (small) parts are written by me.

Without further ado, enjoy!

A/N - Hahaha! My amazingly cute funny dork :) See? This is why I'm obsessed with her ^_^

Really sorry for the late update, and thanks to all of you for keep liking, and following us. :)

Okay, seriously enjoy the story now :D

"I can't believe we were in the news," laughed Chloe. "This is crazy. Now everyone knows that something is happening."

"Yeah, they might think that I'm trashing everything that reminds me of Jesse."

"But they were so confused! Like they were asking random people if they have any ideas," said Flo.

"DSM totally knows. Have you seen that weird looking guy out there, Aubrey? With the blonde hair and full black clothes talking on his phone?" asked Stacie.

"Haha, yeah, I thought they could spy better," she answered.

"Well, all the old junk is almost out and the first half is heading to Barden for tomorrow's sale. The workers just put down some the new furniture we bought with Cynthia. The beds are especially good."

"Yeah we needed to borrow a truck for those, but at least we have something we can sleep on," said Cynthia.

"We totally forgot about the food!" Stacie said while going into the kitchen.

"At least the kitchen is still the same," said Chloe, grabbing some cookies from the pantry.

"The shopping was beyond magical!" said Emily happily while entering the apartment.

"Beyond exhausting, you mean. These shopping bags are really heavy," said Jessica while putting down all the bags into the floor.

"I can't believe I got myself into this," said Beca. She was pretty exhausted after all. It was almost midnight when they finally emptied the place from the old junk. The stuff they bought was waiting in the garage and in some of the trucks to get it into place.

"Don't tell me you're giving up! This place will look fab," said Stacie.

"Yeah and most of the stuff we ordered online will get here soon," said Aubrey tapping away on her tablet.

"I really need my beauty sleep," Amy yawned.

"Yeah I think we should head to bed. By the time we wake up, everything will be here," said Chloe closing Beca's laptop.

"DSM will wet their pants when they see this place after the makeover," cheered Emily.

"Yeah I want to see their shocked faces," laughed Cynthia.

"But your face won't get any prettier if we stay up. Now settle down, everyone. Let's go to sleep," ordered Aubrey.

Everyone started to go to their bedrooms but Chloe stopped Beca.

"We need to talk," she said quietly. Beca nodded.

They waited until everybody disappeared.

"You know Becs, you have to talk about this with Kommissar. If she really sent you something, you need to know what Jesse messed up."

"Yeah, but...ugh.. everything is so confusing," she put her face into her hands.

"You two eventually have to talk to each other because from now on, the two teams are going to be one. And also we need to choose a good name," she winked.

"Chloe I'm not sure the Bellas and DSM will keep in touch after the championship. I mean we're basically doing this for the chance of the billions right?"

"I think the girls truly like being on stage again like in the old days. Of course with DSM it won't be easy. Let's just stick to the present ok?" She smiled.

"There's no reason to worry about something that has yet to happen. It just drains your energy."

"I think we are going to sleep till the afternoon," laughed Beca.

"Nah Aubrey will get everyone up in early I'm sure," smiled Chloe

"So promise me you try to talk to Kommissar about the email. I'm curious what really happened." She pointed at Beca.

"Ok, ok I'll try. At least I'll try to say something that's not a compliment," said Beca.

"Haha yes, but she definitely enjoys it," winked Chloe as they headed off to bed.

It was 6 am when Beca heard a loud whistle.

"Wake up sleepy heads!" yelled Aubrey. "I've got some news for you all!"

"Ugh, I hate it when you're right Chloe," said Beca while getting out of bed.

When everyone is in the middle of the living room, Aubrey smiled happily.

"Today The Revengers are performing in the local plaza for a public performance. We're gonna go there are see how good they really are. Also the paperwork is ready, so Beca, we have to meet with DSM today so you guys can sign it as soon as possible."

"Hey, but we agreed to meet them tomorrow, right?" asked Amy.

"Yeah but this is important, so we have to change plans. Chloe text them about the details, we'll meet them at the plaza at 5 o'clock."

"Wait just one sec here!" interrupted Cynthia. "Then why are we up now?"

"Simple," said Aubrey, "There will also be a press meeting."

"When will that be?" asked Chloe

"It will be after the show," answered Aubrey, "The stuff for the apartment comes at 8 am so we need to get ready, especially because after the interview we need a place to discuss everything with DSM."

"Ugh, why so soon? I want to sleep more," Stacie whined.

"Okay guys, we have to get ready. I'm gonna call Carly, we need to look acceptable for the press meeting," said Beca.

At 8 o'clock, the doorbell rang.

"Yay! The things are here! This is so exciting," cheered Chloe while running out the door.

"So the new Bellas are ready to make a huge sale at Barden?" Beca asked Emily.

"Yup! They priced everything just as Aubrey ordered and are waiting for the opening. They got it covered. They mentioned there some reporters there, too."

"I hope they won't be as bothersome as they were yesterday. They even took pictures of us shopping," said Beca, "The news last night was talking about how I was wearing almost nothing. Honestly, how do my clothes have anything to do with anything?"

"Well, I understand where they're coming from, Beca," said Amy, "but it's normal. After a break up everyone changes. Most people get a haircut, or dye their hair pink or go on a big vacation."

"I would love to go on a vacation!" dreamed Beca.

"Well consider this new championship as a vacation. Just with singing, dancing, meeting new people and maybe a new love interest out there for you," Amy winked.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well you would have trouble deciding between the German hotness and the waaay hotter Kimberly."

"Who?"

"The Revengers leader? From Denmark? The cheese Danish I'd eat any day?"

"Amy, first of all, gross. Stop. Second of all, how do you even know all this? Third, I don't think that's the point. And don't forget we'll sign the papers so everyone will officially know about the merge."

"They already know about it. I don't know who gave out the info but we are all over the net," mentioned Emily.

"What?! No one should know about it until the press meeting! That's where we're suppose to announce it!" she yelled.

"What's going on?" Chloe asked when she came back with some of the Treblemakers and workers.

"The merger is all over the net! The press is gonna tear it up today," said Beca.

"What? How did the info leak?" asked Chloe.

Amy looked around the room. "Uh... ah... uhm..."

Beca glared at her. "Amy!"

Chloe shook her head. "Ugh, okay, nevermind. We have more important things to do, like put everything into place. The trucks from IKEA are gonna be here any minute now."

Several hours of hard labor later, Beca stood up on a box and addressed the troops.

"Thank you, everyone, for all the help today," said Beca out loud. " We're done for the most part, so you all can go home now. Bellas, we need to get ready for the press meeting. We'll finish up tomorrow."

"Finally," said Amy as she crashed onto the couch, "I can't take it anymore. This much work is not for me." Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "Don't let anyone in! Please seriously one more thing to do and im done" she whined.

"I think this is something you'll definitely enjoy," said Beca. She opened the door, revealing Carly and her crew with clothes and makeup.

"Got your call Becs, and we have arrived!" she said happily.

"Great! All right guys, time to get into action," said Beca clapping her hands together.

"So this is the place, huh?" asked Amy. The Bellas were at the local plaza, heading over to the large center. The show was about to start.

"Yeah, now we can see how good they really are," said Chloe determined.

"Umm has anyone seen DSM?" asked Beca, looking around.

"I told them to be here," Chloe replied.

"There they are," Emily pointed out to the crowd. DSM was mulling about, replacing their signature black leather for jeans and black V-necks. It looked like Pieter and Kommissar were arguing about something.

"... I can't believe you brought your vlog camera with you! You can't have an interview with every person you see! We are already late!" Kommissar hissed.

"Just one more pleeease! I have to!" pleaded Pieter.

"I said no!" and with that Pieter gave in. They looked up and noticed the Bellas walking over to them.

"Tiny Maus, it is good to see you again," Kommissar smiled.

"Umm, yeah, hi," she said looking down the floor. Act cool Beca! You can't make a fool out of yourself. She looked up, about to say more, but held back when the lights around the plaza began to dim down.

A sudden hush fell upon the plaza as the lights disappeared except for a few, well placed spot lights focused on the center. Mist slowly crept along the floor as silent hum started reverberating throughout the plaza. It seemed to come from everywhere. Shadows started drifting into the center, their identities hidden by their dark hoodies and the fog.

Beca felt something press against her back. She couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine when she felt something hot tickling her ear.

"I think we should talk after this and before the press meeting."

Beca felt her face flustered, nodding dumbly when her voice refused to work.

By now the majority of the shadows were in the middle of the plaza, a few stragglers drifting in. The hum was louder now and slowly growing in volume. Once they were together, a lone figure stepped forward, bringing their hand to their mouth and started a build. They added a snare to build, adding anticipation and dynamic. The group was almost buzzing, brimming with energy, so much so that Beca got chills. When the beatboxer dropped the bass, the group sprang into action. They all whipped off their hoodies, the fog being pushed back as they fell, revealing the Revengers.

The Revengers' performance was amazing. They were a small group of a cappella singers, but they had a volume that demanded respect. Their leader was fierce, commanding the plaza like a ringmaster. Beca looked around to see the Bella's reactions.

Amy was watching with wide eyes. Chloe bit her lip in anger, but her eyes were filled with reluctant frowned as she struggled to keep up with their beat boxer. Stacie looked blown away, and Cynthia.. well, she was drooling.

Turning back, Beca looked at Kommissar and Pieter. Pieter eyes was a killer, and Kommissar's was... wow... like she could jump on stage and kill.

As the performance went on Beca realized that the other group leader noticed them. It wasn't surprising because they were in the front, but what was getting really getting to her was that the leader kept looking at her. Despite all the people there and the cameras filming them, she kept her eyes on her. Chloe noticed and sent a questioning look at Beca. Beca mimicked that "I have no idea" look. At that same moment, she felt an arm wrap around her waist. It was Kommissar's.

Just before the performance was over, the leader winked at Beca. She could feel Kommissar's hand tighten around her. The lights went back to normal, and everyone clapped and cheered. The Revengers left their final pose and started to walk towards them.

"Oh! Hey! They're walking towards us!" said Amy.

"Everyone they are our enemy! Act cool! No matter how amazing they did, we still need to make some distance," reminded Chloe.

"Barden Bellas! You came to see us! We are honored," the leader said with a smile.

"We watched you all these years and I must say I am very glad that we can finally meet! And with such a great and gorgeous performance to start." She looked at every Bella with a smile. "I would like to introduce ourselves. As you know, we are The Revengers. We are a small group of a cappella singers, but are dreams are big. We go for our goals mercilessly. My name is Kimberly' I am the leader." She glanced at Kommissar. "Please don't listen to those who try to make us look bad. Haters always make the worst rumors. They are just jealous." She shot a sly smirk at Kommissar. "Talented people always experience this. You obviously must know this."

"Oh!" Her eyes lit up as they landed on Beca. "And the Bella's great leader, Beca Mitchell. I heard the songs you produced. Beautiful songs from a most beautiful lady." And with that she took Beca's hand and kissed it.

The Bellas were speechless. Beca felt her face heating up. "Umm great to meet you too," she whimpered weakly.

Kommissar stepped in front of Beca. "Keep you hands to yourself, " she hissed as she pushed the other woman's hand away.

"Little cousin!" Kimberly said with an evil grin. "Long time no see. How are you?"

"You... are cousins?!" asked Amy

"Yes we are, dear." answered the Leader. "We grew up together. Birgitte and I have quite a history. But don't really ask her about me, she doesn't like mentioning how much she lost against me. You know.. friendly competitions." She grinned.

"Do you excuse us for a few minutes?" asked Kommissar, "I have to talk to this.. woman." She turned to Beca, put a finger under her chin, lifted it up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back for the interview, liebling," and with that she and Kim went away.

"What are you up to now?" Kommissar asked Kim. She went behind some buildings.

"What do you mean little cousin? Can't I enjoy singing a cappella like you do?" said Kim with a mischievous smile

"Oh you can drop the act. There are no cameras here. I know you enjoy many things, but singing is not one." she replied. "I know you are here to destroy my life, like you did before. But this time I won't let it happen."

"Honey, what can I destroy if you have nothing? Of course you have a group that is famous, but soon others will take over, and you guys will vanish forever. You have nothing else besides them, which, from what I recall from the internet, is not yours anymore," Kim said smirking.

"The Bellas and I will definitely win. So you can go back where you came from."

"Ahaha!" Kim laughed. " The Bellas, oh they are better than you for sure. Especially the little cutie Beca" she winked.

"You will not go near her, understood?"

"Oh and who are you to tell me what to do with the little Bella?" she asked. "Ah yes, sources say that you two are a thing now. Well, baby cousin, you are a horrible liar. You two are certainly not together. Even if you keep up your act to win this championship, I will make sure to make the world see the truth. And then, cousin, you are over. Oh, and I will have the little Bella. So prepare yourself."

The Bellas were in a dressing room down, getting ready for their press conference that would take place down the hall.

"That team is crazy! How are we suppose to win against them?" asked Amy.

"They might be aca-amazing, but we have DSM. I don't think we'll have much trouble kicking ass," said Chloe.

"Well unless someone gets us disqualified," said Amy, (not) discreetly gesturing towards Beca.

"What do you mean?" Beca asked.

"I'm not the only one saw what went on there," replied Amy, "She was looking at you like a kid in a candy store."

"But she was so polite and nice. I don't think she means any harm," said Stacie.

"Yeah, remember DSM? When we first met?" asked Jessica.

"Yeah, total jerks." said Cynthia.

"The press meeting will start in 15 minutes," said Aubrey, looking at her phone. "We need to get ready." She looked up when Kommissar came back.

"You okay?" Beca asked when she saw the hard scowl on the German's face.

Kommissar's features immediately softened when her gaze landed on Beca. She walked over and smiled down at her softly. "Ja, I am fine. Thank you."

Beca's cheeks tinted slightly, just enough for Kommissar to notice. "Yeah, um, no prob. Um..." she turned around and faced the mirror. "I, uh, gotta do the makeup stuff. You know. For my face." She cursed mentally when she realized how stupid she sounded.

Kommissar chuckled. "I didn't take you as a makeup kind of person." She leaned down close to Beca's ear. "Besides, you're beautiful enough that you don't need it," she whispered.

Beca flushed again and whipped around, giving the German her best glare (that was probably more amusing than intimidating). "Y-you need to stop that!"

Kommissar smirked. "Stop what?"

"That- that- that thing! Where you're so charming and flirty and where I'm a complete mess around you and can't even filter myself because all I want to do is throw you down onto that chair and kiss you senseless and UGH." She turned again, trying her damndest to reapply her eyeliner. Kommissar just laughed, but left her to her own devices, watching in intrigue as her Maus readied herself.

A while later, a stage hand came by and let them know it was time to head out.

"Wow we even have our names on the table," Emily squealed joyfully as she sat down at her place. Beca and Kommissar were in the middle of the huge table. Gail and John stood on the podium next to them, with microphones in hand. The room was full of people.

This is it, thought Beca. It will be official now, so the real battle for the billions can be started. She looked at Chloe on her right. She smiled at her.

"We're prepared for anything," Chloe winked at her.

"Yeah, just never in our career have I felt like this nervous," Beca admitted, looking around.

"Well, we're really gonna have to lie a few times," admitted Chloe. "You two really need to sell it so everyone will be a 100% sure this is totally not fake."

"Yeah, we're definitely gonna have some haters because of this," Beca said to Kommissar.

"Then we will have to be convincing, ja?" Kommissar took Beca's hand and intertwined their fingers.

Beca's face flushed as she stuttered out a "Y-yeah."

Kommissar leaned over and whispered into Beca's ear. "You know, kleine Maus, I find it adorable when your face turns bright like a tomato." Beca blushed even more, ignoring the snickers from the other Bellas as she stammered for a reply.

"W-well it's not my fault my skin is pale and white like Shamu's belly. Not everyone is blessed with gorgeous, caramel skin like yours." The snickering was starting to grow louder and less restrained.

Kommissar chuckled. "You think my skin is gorgeous?"

"N-no! I just want to wrap myself around it and lick it clean." The Bellas (and some DSM members) busted out laughing, not able to handle it. Beca was impossibly red now. "Sh-shut up! Traitors!"

"Places! Everyone!"

Kommissar hummed. Beca shivered when she felt the German smirk against her ear. "Show time, liebling..." She pulled away, but kept their hands intertwined.

"Welcome everyone," started Gail. "We have organized this meeting to announce some important news, and put an end to some rumours going over the internet from the past few days." She paused to give the reporters some time to ready themselves. "We formally announce that from now on, The Barden University Bellas and Das Sound Machine will compete in the upcoming championship as one, joint team." With that John stepped to Beca and The Kommissar and handed over the documents. "The floor is now open for questions for the team leaders to answer."

Suddenly many hands were up in the air. "We have to get this thing done sooner or later," Beca muttered as she pointed at a reporter.

"So is it true, that you and DSM's leader are officially a couple?"

Ugh, straight to the point... great, thought Beca, but Kommissar answered for her. "Ja. Is that a problem?," she said matter of factly. Her cold eyes darted throughout the room, daring someone to challenge her.

"What are your thoughts of The Revengers? Do you think they are a serious opponent for you?"

"I admit, they're good, but we will win the competition," answered Beca.

"So how you first realized that you love each other?" Beca paled slightly; she didn't know what to say, but Kommissar came to the rescue again.

"I believe your job is to interview us about our chances at the championships, our tactics, our new songs, our future career... and not about our love life," she said professionally, drawing a sudden hush over the audience. From then on they continued with questions related to their efforts toward the championship. About an hour later, the conference drew to a close.

"I'm glad that was over," said Chloe as they left the place. "They didn't ever care about the group! They were only interested in your romantic relationship," she said irritably.

Beca blushed at this. If Kommissar weren't there, the media would have chewed her out. Speaking of Kommissar, they had some things to discuss. She turned and faced her.

"I think we need to talk. You know... About stuff," she said.

"Of course, liebling. We have lots of things to discuss," she winked at her. Before they could go on, Pieter came rushing to them.

"You will not believe what I just heard," he said hurriedly, his vlog camera in his hands. "The Revengers are having a Riff-Off tomorrow night at the Frutti Music Bar, and they want us to be there."

"How did you got this info again?" asked Kommissar, while looking suspiciously at Pieter's camera.

"Umm.. I was making an interview for my channel," he answered looking sheepishly on the ground.

"You had an interview with THEM?!" Kommissar yelled.

"Well... You see... Umm-"

"You idiot! What were you thinking?!" she hissed in German.

"I just wanted an interview for my vlog! Is that so bad?"

"Pieter!-"

"Cut it out you two!" Aubrey interrupted, "We have some serious team stuff to talk about."

"Yeah, we need to make up a plan how to beat Ms. I'm-Too-Sexy-For-That-Shirt," said Amy.

"Amy!" Beca scolded. Amy held her hands up in surrender.

"But she's right, Beca. They were crazy incredible," defended Chloe.

The Bellas voiced their agreement, and started to panic a bit. Beca had to make sure they thought this through clearly. The last time they freaked out, Cynthia Rose's hair caught on fire and there was too many glitters for her taste.

"I don't think this is the time to freak out, guys," reminded Beca. "Tomorrow is the riff-off. We need to sing them off the stage and show them who's boss. We'll take a quick break to eat and such and regroup to practice with DSM since we need to get used to each other's styles." She turned to Kommissar. "Does that sound good?"

Kommissar nodded. "Ja. That sounds great, kleine Maus."

"All right. Cool. We'll see you then."

Just as she turned to leave with the Bellas, Beca felt someone grab her arm. "Wait." She turned around to Kommissar, who let go once she had her attention. "Why don't we get dinner together?"

Beca blushed and looked back at the retreating Bellas. "Um... actually-"

"It will just be the two of us. Nothing fancy, I promise. Besides, you said we could talk."

Beca sighed. She had a good point, but did she really want to have dinner with her? Alone?

"Please, liebling."

Gah, there's that damn word again. Really there's no way she could say no to that. "Yeah, okay, sure." The dazzling smile she got from Kommissar made the butterflies in her stomach stir. "Lead the way."