Beca sat pensively across the large bedroom in a small padded chair. Her eyes still fixated on Chloe's sleeping form and had been for a few hours. She had slept for a few of them before jolting awake and decided to remove herself from the entanglement of Chloe's body with her own. Careful not to wake the red head, Beca had put on her clothes on and sat down in the chair. The light morning sun began to filter through the cracks in the drawn blinds, a new day beginning.

The main thought Beca had when awakening was that she should leave. It was her intention when she got changed back into her clothes. But when her eyes glanced to the innocent sleeping form who even had a small smile playing at her lips, that intention disappeared. Though she was at a huge conflict.

God how does she do that… she doesn't even look human, more something that's magical and beautiful. Wow that was sappy Beca…

What does this even mean? Maybe it was just sex.

She's famous, she's probably done this before. Beca immediately flinched at the horrible thought and chastised herself. No she's not like that…

Why do I care so much?

Beca softly exhaled and standing up from the chair she left the room.

Hugging the pillow closer to her body, Chloe began to stir awake, smiling at the familiar scent on the pillow. Once her brain registered it was just a pillow her eyes cracked open and her arms pushed the pillow away. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she peered around the room and found no sign of the brunette.

Chloe remembered everything, she was drunk, but not to the point where she blacked out, more just passed out from the sheer pleasure the woman had put her through.

Pulling the sheets up to cover her naked body as she sat up, there was no duffle bag on the floor, only noticing that her blue dress from last night had been hung up on a hanger left on the wardrobes doorknob. Her heels were directly underneath. The clothes the woman had let her borrow and stripped her of, was also gone.

Chloe's heart felt constricted she felt ill. She's left… Not for the first time, Chloe felt used and tried to push the blur away from her eyes at the tears threatening to spill.

Chloe stood from the bed naked and went to the bathroom using the facilities and showering she stepped out and changed. Within that time her emotion of sadness and disappointment went to anger and rage. All intent of going back to the nightclub was her full-blown intention. To confront Beca!

I'll confront her! How dare she! How dare Beca…. Beca…

Chloe slipped her top on and her eyes went wide, I don't even know her last name.

God I'm so fucking stupid! What the hell got into me last night?! Beca… ugh shut up, shut up!

Chloe shook her head of the thought and grabbing her phone, slipping it into her pocket she stormed out of the bedroom and down the hallway right into the kitchen to make some coffee. She'll need all the energy and caffeine she can muster today and-

"Hi."

Chloe's eyes went wide to the voice behind her and slowly she placed her mug on the counter and turned around. Chloe's heartbeat started to beat faster and her mouth was slightly parted in shock.

"Hi?" Beca tried again, smirking lightly at how similar this was, and the tables had turned.

"I-…" Chloe's expression went from shock, to anger and then happiness, "You- you're here… you didn't leave?"

Beca's smile faltered, "I'm here… though I don't know if I should be? I can go?"

"No!" Chloe moved around from the kitchen and towards Beca, standing in front of the brunette who wore her clothes from last night. Though she looked fresh.

Beca must've showered. She looks so great- Focus Chloe!

"Last night was more then just sex to me." Chloe blurted the sentence.

Beca looked taken back by the forwardness.

"Last night was…" Chloe searched for words, "Mind-blowing and I still mean it, I like you a lot Beca."

Beca scoffed, "Why?... you could have anyone Chloe-"

"Stop." Chloe interrupted and took another step towards Beca, "I-I.. I want you Beca… uhm.."

"Mitchell." Beca let out a breathy laugh.

Chloe's smile grew at finally having the woman's full name, "Beca Mitchell. I like that. You're incredibly beautiful and I know I'm probably coming off as forward but-… I don't know I can't explain it but I have this fast connection with you. A really fast and more than just friends' connection. " Chloe chuckled.

Beca looked around the room and decided to speak the words running through her mind, well, only some of them, "I feel it too."

Chloe could notice how hesitant the woman looked and thought it due to her fame status. She already wanted Beca to be hers and that scared Chloe. They would have to work on it.

"You're probably hungry." Beca changed the conversation for now, knowing Chloe would most likely be hungry, "I went and picked up some breakfast for you."

Beca stepped around the red head and went to the microwave, "Here." She pulled out a plate full of bacon, eggs, a breakfast wrap, pancakes and a mini omelette. Placing it on the counter she turned back to the fridge and turned with a medium bowl of fresh fruit with nut crumble.

Chloe was amazed and it showed on her expression. Beca let out a breathy chuckle, "I uh… I didn't know what you liked so I-… I got a bit of everything."

"It's amazing. Thank you. Let's take it all over to the table." Chloe picked up the hot food plate and walked over to the dining table which Beca followed suit.

Beca sat across from Chloe, both of them sharing glances whilst picking at the various foods.

"Can I ask a question?" Beca spoke up.

Chloe only nodded, having a mouthful of food.

"Have you done this before?"

Chloe's eyes bore into Beca's and tried to swallow her food.

"I'm sorry, that was inappropriate."

"No, that's okay, you have a right to ask…" Chloe was hurt by the question, "No I haven't. I-… you mean more than that, I wouldn't have… otherwise."

Beca nodded with a small smile, "I suppose you have rehearsals today?"

"Mm." Chloe nodded, swallowing some fruit, "What is the time?"

"9.30am"

"How are you so awake? Wait what time did you wake up?" Chloe asked, thinking Beca having just done a long night shift would want to sleep.

"Oh I… I'm a bit of an insomniac. I woke up a few hours ago." Beca answered.

"Are you working again tonight?"

"Not that I know of. Unless I get called in."

"Would-... would you want to have dinner with me?" Chloe asked hopefully.

"I-…"

"We could have it here? My treat." Chloe pushed.

"I-I would love to."

Chloe's face broke out into a huge smile, "Great. Well you could spend the da-?"

Beca phone interrupted Chloe's question, "Sorry one second."

The brunette stood from the chair and answered the phone call.

"Yes?..."

Chloe sighed, her mind going a million miles per hour on the brunette in front of her. Is it normal to have such a heavy crush on her already? Why do I feel this way?

Not that Chloe was pretentious, but found it… different that she was the one basically chasing this woman. Voted number 3 in Maxims hottest women of 2014, she was often the one being flirted and pursued. Maybe that's a part of Chloe's further attraction for the woman, possible that Beca liked her for her own reasons not for the fame or money.

Beca's phone call was rather hushed and quick, hanging up she turned around, "I'm sorry I have to go that was Stacie…"

"Oh…" Chloe felt the disappointment began to seep, she held out her hand towards Beca, "Here, may I?" she gestured to the phone. Chloe stood from the chair and walked over to her.

Beca was hesitant but unlocked her phone, giving it to Chloe.

Chloe smirked at the background picture of herself and Beca when they first met and clicked the icon to add a new contact, adding her number then calling it. Hearing her phone buzz in her pocked Chloe hung up and handed it back.

"There, now I have your number and you have mine." Chloe smiled.

Beca smiled in return, "Cool. What time shall I come back?"

"Oh- um… oh!" Chloe had an idea and held her finger up gesturing to wait. Bouncing over to a small coffee table and producing a spare key card she gave it to Beca.

"Wow a key, things are moving quickly." Beca smirked.

"It's easier for you to get in. In case I can't escape the paparazzi or something. Chloe laughed, "Come around anytime after 5pm, just text me."

"Okay, I'll be here at 5.30." Beca walked over to the couch and slipped her leather jacket on and duffle bag over her shoulder. Chloe walked her to the door and before Beca could open it her arm rested on the door over Beca's shoulder, preventing her from doing so.

Beca turned her head to the side, already feeling the burning gaze before she locked onto it. Turning all the way around her hand took the back of Chloe's neck and brought her in for a light kiss. Chloe closed her eyes from the amazing sensation, wanting a kiss from the woman when she first saw her this morning.

Beca pulled away but whispered into her ear, "Good morning to you too Chloe Beale… I'll talk to you later on."

Chloe shivered and stepped back slightly allowing Beca to open the door, "I'll see you later on. Have a good day red." Beca stepped out and went straight to the elevator that sat in front.

"You too Beca." Chloe watched the elevator doors open and watched her leave, both of them smiling at one another, before she stepped back inside and closed the door. Placing her back against the door Chloe exhaled loudly still reeling from the kiss and the brunette in general. Pushing herself off the door she cleaned up and got ready to leave for rehearsals downstairs.

Pulling her bike into the underground parking of the hotel Beca walked into the elevator and pressed for her floor. Going straight to her room Beca opened the door and closed it, throwing her duffle bag onto the couch.

A loud knock sent her walking back towards the door and naturally peered through the peephole before opening the door.

"Where have you been? I came around before and you didn't answer." Stacie asked making her way past Beca and into the hotel room.

"That's because I wasn't here." Beca stated and closed the door before heading past Stacie into the kitchen, pulling out a bottle of water.

"I gathered that smart ass. Where'd you end up staying last night then?" Stacie was curious. She knew the likely option was that she had a one-night stand but Beca hadn't done so in a long time. God knows she needed it.

"I was with someone…" Beca was still deliberating on whether or not to inform her sister of the situation.

"No duh-" Stacie's stare narrowed, wondering why Beca was side stepping, "It wasn't Jesse was it?!" she knew the man had a crush on her sister, it was very apparent. It was more apparent that Beca wasn't interested though and he had backed off. Maybe things have changed?

"No, Stacie… no." Beca took a mouthful of the water, "How was your night?"

Stacie rolled her eyes in the tried change of conversation, "Oh you know, this place wouldn't be able to run without my sexy ass kicking everyone else's asses."

Stacie, per mentioned, worked at the MGM Grand and had secured herself and Beca some permanent residency at the hotel for discounted price. They thought it smarter instead of buying a home, it was easier to pick up and leave if need be. Stacie lived in the room right next door.

"Well you dodging the question only peaks my interests. Should I be worried?" Stacie asked.

Beca exhaled, "No more than usual…"

Stacie decided to go a different route, "How are you feeling today?"

"Good."

"Still-"

"I slept with Chloe Beale last night." Beca knew she had to tell her sister, she had to be informed and her brain just decided to do so then and there.

Stacie opened and closed her mouth a few times and then chuckled before taking in Beca's utterly serious expression, "Wait what?!"

"I- I slept with Chloe Beale last night."

Stacie mumbled something to herself and walked away from Beca for a moment before turning back, "Okay explain."

"She came to the club last night and I had to become the hostess for their table due to the original girl having to leave. We talked the whole time and… and flirted, a lot. There was a disturbance in the club when they went to leave and she got split from her group. I didn't offer, not that I wouldn't have, but she told her friends that I would bring her back to the hotel… and one thing led to another." Beca stated it all like it was no big deal. Beca knew it was but tried to not let her sister see just how much so.

Stacie bit her lip from all that she was just told, but the next question was the big one, "Okay, so what does this mean?"

Beca placed the bottle down on the counter in the small kitchen and leaned against it, "I'm seeing her again tonight."

"Incroyable! (Unbelievable.)" Stacie spoke in French to herself but Beca also.

"Vous l'aimez, alors? (You like her, then?)"

Beca rolled her eyes at her sister using French. Stacie tended to use it when around other's for private conversation, in serious situations or to just exaggerate situations.

"Répondez-moi Beca. (Answer me Beca.)"

"I'm not sure Stacie." Beca exhaled, running a hand through her hair, "I feel something for her."

"She is in a very bright spotlight Beca. She's famous. Savez-vous ce que vous faites? (Do you know what you are doing?)"

"No." was Beca's blunt response.

Stacie went over to the small lounge area and leaned against it.

"What are you going to do Beca?" Stacie asks quietly. This would likely put them in danger.

"I don't know Stacie…" Beca had enough of the questions, "Look I need to go, Jesse called me this morning and asked for a hand at the nightclub going over some things from last night. I'll talk to you later." Beca picked up her duffle bag and helmet, leaving the hotel.

Allen sat comfortably in his chair behind his desk. Finishing writing up a report the intercom buzzed, clicking to reply, "Yes?"

"He's here." Was the brief informant from his receptionist.

"Send him in." he replied then returned to his paper work.

Allen gathered the papers he had been writing up and shuffled them together neatly on his desk before punching the stapler into the right hand corner.

The door to his office swung open and revealed the young protégé.

"Benji my boy. Have a seat." Allen gestured to the chair and Benji sat.

"A new contract I assume sir?" Benji asked.

"Yes. Though a couple more have arisen which I must attend to with some of your other brothers. However, this one is not to be taken lightly Benji. I think you are ready… do you?"

Benji body stiffened and her straightened in the chair, donning his most professional expression, "I will not fail."

Allen nodded and taking a small usb out of one of his desk drawers, placed it in front of Benji.

"You accept the contract and all of the responsibilities that follow?"

"Yes."

"Very well then Benji. All of the information for your contract is on there and appropriate funds have been added to your account. More upon completion as you well know."

Benji nodded and picked up the usb, sliding it into his pocket and stood from the desk.

"I've trained you myself Benji, I trust you will not fail me."

Benji gave a firm nod and left the office. His feet carried him to his car and drove to his small apartment. Pressing in his security code to disarm the alarm, he walked over to his laptop. Prepping himself with full attention and focus he plugged in the usb, listening to the contract that was accompanied by images of the red headed target before all information on it was erased.

A/N - I'm on a roll here. Action is coming I assure you. Have to build a little bit first.

Thank you x