Thank go we have two days of Christmas here so I have one more day to finish another one shot before Christmas ends! Here's a one shot for 'It's all in the last' I hope you guys still enjoy it please let me know what you think and I hope you had a marvelous Christmas

With the sound of a crackling fire on the back ground Beca walked into the small living room a tray with glasses and a bottle of champagne floating in front of her. With a twist of her index finger she popped the bottle and lifted it up by nodding upwards with her chin. Chloe watched with a amused glint in her eyes as Beca poured the champagne into the glasses. Taking one of the tray Beca handed Chloe one of the glasses and let the tray float the the table on the other side of the room once she'd gotten her own glass. Beca's gaze was on the fire as she moved a small log to feed the fire.

"Not having to touch things in order to move them has its benefits doesn't?" Chloe smiled linking her fingers with Beca. Beca looked back at Chloe again the corners of her lips tugging upwards as she nodded.

"I think it's one of my favorite powers, but some things I still prefer to touch," she grinned pulling Chloe closer to kiss her.

"Such a dirty mind," Chloe chuckled smiling into the kiss. The flames grew bigger as Beca deepened the kiss making them both pull back to prevent getting burned.

"Alright, take it easy there, hotshot." Beca blushed and the fire immediately calmed down. She squatted down and sat on the mattress they had laid in the floor close to the fire and against the sofa that was in front of the fireplace.

From all around the cabin, that they had rented to spent their Christmas in together, they had gotten the mattress, a few warm blankets and multiple pillows and they'd thrown them on the floor to make it more cozy and warm. The cabin was a small wooden place with one bedroom, a small living room with an adjoining kitchen and a tiny bathroom. The fireplace was the only source of heating so the blankets and a few warm hoodies were a must. They were staying there for the night before they would visit Chloe's parents who lived just an hour away.

Beca pushed herself back so her back rested against the sofa and patted the empty space beside her gesturing for Chloe to join her. Chloe sat down beside her and cuddles up to her chest, Beca's arm wrapped loosely around her waist. They watched the dancing flames in a comfortable silence sipping their champagne every once in a while.

"I like Christmas, it's such a happy day," Beca said just above a whisper staring into the the flames absently. Chloe hummed softly in approval not wanting to break the peaceful quietness that filled the room.

"It was the perfect time for me to practice on watching vision because there was a smaller chance that I would find a bad vision, bad meaning violence or worse..." Beca muttered.

Her mother had always encouraged her to practice her powers, to embrace them and get better at controlling them. They'd take a moment on Christmas Day to sit down and focus on seeing all the happy pasts that had happened in their home or outside.

"My mom would get so excited that I was seeing a vision that I'd lose my focus causing the vision to blur and fade away," the brunette chuckled as Chloe listened carefully resting her head against Beca's shoulder.

"Once I tried again I could never go back to that previous vision and I'd get mad at myself for it. My mom would just shrug it off and tell me how proud she was of me... She was my biggest fan, my biggest support..."

And now she's not here to see how far I've come, Beca thought as her smile fell. "And now all I've got left of her is the sound of her voice in my head a a few blurry visions..." Beca whispered swallowing thickly. Every Christmas brought her new happy vision but the never completely filled the empty feeling she felt in her chest that ached for her mother.

Chloe noticed the change in Beca's mood and placed her hand on the brunette's running her thumb over her skin gently. She knew how much Beca missed her mother and how it could've helped her if she were still here.

"I'm sure she's still very proud of you and that she's still bragging about how good you are to whoever she talks to, and I wish I could've met her." Beca let out a soft, wavering laugh as Chloe reached out with her free hand to wipe away the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes. Beca leaned into the touch placing her hand on Chloe's and kissing the inside of her wrist.

"Do you have a favorite?" Chloe asked once they lay down on the mattress facing each other their legs and arms intertwined.

"A favorite? Beca frowned as she fiddled with a lock of Chloe's curly hair.

"Yeah a favorite vision?"

"Hm," Beca squinted her eyes as she thought about it. Once she thought of one her eyes lit up and a smile grew on her lips. Chloe loved it when Beca got excited about a vision or something she had seen in the past.

"There is this one I saw a year ago, of course all visions are interesting and fascinating in their own way, but I saw this one while I was strolling through a park.

Apparently about twenty years ago houses used to stand their. The typical family, row houses with a family, a and a cat. So where I was standing there was this living room with a beautiful Christmas tree stacked with presents and a small, blonde girl sitting on her knees and saying her prayers. Her mother sat on the sofa and watches her little girl with a smile on her face. As I looked around I spotted a wall filled with photo frames but in the center there was a picture of a man, dressed in a commander's uniform. I assumed they had lost him during a war and felt bad for the little girl.

Once girl had finished her prayers she jumped up and skipped to the sofa jumping into her mother's arms. Her mother lifted her onto the couch placing kissed all over the girl. The girl told her mom about the huge amount of presents that Santa had brought them and thought that it must've been more than a hundred presents! Her mother just chuckled and told her that she'd better start opening up some of them since there were so many. I watched the girl's face light up with joy as she jumped off her mother's lap and ran to the tree.

After opening some presents, which mostly consisted of toys or pretty clothes, she got up to sit with her mother again admiring one of her new dolls. She sat on her mother's lap as she looked at the doll from all angles.

She looked up at her mom smiling but you could see something was bothering her. Her mother asked what was wrong and the girl just shrugged sadly. Then she said softly that she missed her dad and I could see her mother's smile fall in an instant. She told her daughter that she missed him , too, very much and when the girl asked when he would return her mother couldn't answer the question. The mother kissed the girl on the top of her head and pulled her against her chest.

I was about to shake off the vision when their doorbell rang. They both frowned and the mother walked to the door leaving her daughter on the sofa telling her to wait there. When she opened the door a man around his thirties stood there holding a duffel bag and wearing a uniform. I assumed it was her father since the mother nearly fell to her knees before she was pulled into a tight hug. She kissed the man and my attention got pulled away when I heard small footsteps running through the house. The little girl called for her daddy and ran into his arms. He picked her up and swung her around kissing her cheek and pulling his wife into the hug as well.

I think that's my favorite, beside the pasts I see that I share with you."

Chloe smiled and snuggled up closer to Beca as the brunette rested her arm around her waist.

"That is such a heartwarming story! You could write books about the things you've seen."

Beca shrugged, "I probably could but I'd never do it because it would feel like disrespecting those people's privacy and abusing my power."

"You are too good for this world, Beca Mitchell," Chloe said kissing Beca's cheek. "So are there any interesting visions in this cabin?"

Beca looked around her brows slightly furrowed as she concentrated. She grinned once her vision focused back onto Chloe again.

"What?" Chloe laughed.

"I can't tell you, it's too inappropriate," Beca smirked.

Chloe let out another laugh and shook her head, what else would you expect in a cabin in the middle of nowhere?

"What about the future?"

Beca pulled Chloe closer as she thought about it. Chloe could hear her steady heartbeat as Beca tried to read some flashes she could see about the future. The skill of seeing the future was hard to get the hang off but Beca was getting better at it every day.

"Well first of all, I see a lot of cuddles and make outs right in front of this fireplace..." She said with a playful wink, "oh and you're gonna love the present I got you!"

"What did you get me?"

"I'm not telling you, I want you to be surprised when you open it of course!"

Chloe pouted giving Beca her best puppy eyes. "But please?"

Beca shook her head and kissed Chloe's pout. Chloe let out an irritated huff causing Beca to laugh.

"You'll love it, I promise," Beca stated kissing Chloe again.

"Alright then..." Chloe muttered pecking Beca's lips multiple times, "Merry Christmas, Beca." She whispered cuddling up the Beca's chest again.

"Merry Christmas, Chloe, I love you."

For the first time Beca felt the emptiness she had felt for such a long time getting lighter. A bit of the whole was filling up thanks to the love one perky redhead had given her, the kind of love that would eventually fix her again. Beca didn't need a future vision to see that and deep down she knew her mother would indeed be proud of her at that moment. She loved Chloe and knew she could never repay her for everything she had done for her but she would do her pretty damn best to show Chloe how much she meant to her.