When I woke up the next morning, Beca was passed out in her clothes from the day before. I got up to make coffee, and went up to the terrace to have a smoke with Jesse.
"Morning Chlo. What time did Beca make it to bed last night?"
"Four in the morning. This blows. I don't like this job. I can already tell I am going to miss her." Jesse chuckled as I whined.
"Remind her you still need her attention. Beca gets so wrapped up in her head that she doesn't see past the bridge of her nose sometimes. You know she loves you baby girl. Never doubt that." I nodded.
I went downstairs and shook Beca awake.
"Do you have to go to work today?" she nodded. "When?"
"For one. I'm sorry for coming to bed so late babe. I finished the song. Hey, let me take you out for dinner tonight. Old school, no phones. I'll be all yours tonight Chloe." she sat up a bit and kissed me.
"Yeah definitely. Do you want to get up? Or do you want to sleep for a little more?"
"Like, one more hour would be heavenly. I'll get up soon Angel. I love you. So much." she laid back down and fell asleep.
I went and took a shower. When I got out, Beca was already up. She looked upset.
"Chloe, I swear to you… I'd never let my job get in the way of us. Never. I love you more than I knew I could love anything. I promise no more all nighters. I'll work til midnight at the latest. I'll always come to bed with you. Okay?"
"Yeah baby, sounds phenomenal. I didn't think Jesse was going to talk to you. I was just venting this morning." Beca grinned.
"He thinks you're the best thing that'll ever happen to me. He told me if I fuck this up over a job, he'll personally slit my throat. However, I have big news for you tonight. I'll pick you up at say, seven?" I agreed and she looked at the clock. "Shit, I have to go babe. Be ready for seven. I love you Chloe, forever and for always." she kissed me, and left for work.
Beca pulled up to the sidewalk at seven on the nose. When we got to the restaurant, her old friend Luke was there. Luke had been a few years ahead of Beca in the courses they were taking, and had been the guy who shopped her around LA ultimately getting her a job with him. I stopped her.
"I know you said old school, but I didn't think that meant having the old gang along." I whispered.
"It's just for one drink, he's going to pitch something to you." she reasoned. I relented.
"Chloe! Long time, no see. How have you been gorgeous? Still beating them off with sticks?" Luke always had been a charmer. What with the British accent and his striking eyes, what straight girl wouldn't want him?
"Excellent. I hear you have a pitch for me?" I sat down.
"Yeah. Well, the thing is, my fifteen year old idiot sister got pregnant. She doesn't want to keep it, but she doesn't want her kid being a 'system kid' either. So I got to thinking, that you and Beca would be perfect. You guys are stable, have a good home life, a positive male influence with Jess around. I can give you some time to think about it but I need an answer by next week, or we need to start paperwork with the government. She's due to give birth in three months"
It hit me like a wall. Beca and I had always left that door locked. Kids were something we both wanted, but we had yet to have a real conversation about it. Now she was ambushing me.
"I figure you can defer for a year, they grant that for maternity or in this case parental leave. I stay working and in a year's time we find a good daycare for him." It was a boy. God, I wanted him so badly. I could see Beca did too; she already had plans for him and everything.
"Give us a night? I guarantee we will know by tomorrow. Thank you Luke." he kissed my cheek and nodded at Beca. Then he left.
"What do you think?" Beca wasted no time diving in.
"I think there's never going to be a chance like this again. I think that if something is knocking on your front door and you aren't sure if it's good, you should open it and see. I think I already love him and he's not even ours." I said. Beca started crying.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" I asked sliding my chair closer to hers.
"I'm just… Happy. We're going to be a family." she wiped her eyes. "This is the first time I'll have that. At least as far back as me being eleven."
We spent the evening talking about how we were going to do this. By the time we left supper, Beca was calling Luke with our answer.
"I want to go dancing Beck, to celebrate. Please?" Beca hated the dancing part of going out. She drank, she spun records, she was phenomenal at finding anyone to talk to but she did not like to dance. I did, and she always came with me.
"Yeah, okay. I heard about this really good place down the road actually. The house system is supposed to be fantastic." I rolled my eyes. "I just want to take a look. Okay? Five minutes. When we get there you get drinks, I'll pop over and check out the set up and then come find you."
The club was packed. Beca set off in the direction of the booth and I went and ordered us drinks. I turned around and was planning on heading in her direction when some guy twice the size of me crashed in to me and knocked both drinks to the ground.
"Let me replace those." he offered. "I feel bad." I agreed and we turned around to the bar again.
When the drinks were safely in my hands again he started talking.
"So what's a beautiful girl like you doing alone in a place like this? Can I ask you for a dance?"
"I'm actually engaged. Sorry. Thank you for the drinks and I hope someone dances with you. I'm going-" he grabbed my arm and pulled me in.
"The only place you're going is with me, Red." I tried to push him off of me, but he was too big.
I couldn't believe no one was doing anything. Thankfully Beca had seen what was happening. She was over to us in record time. Though she was even smaller than I was, she wrestled the man off me. She pinned him down and proceeded to punch him repeatedly in the face. When the bouncers got her off, she spit on him.
"Don't you ever touch my girl again. Or next time t won't be your nose pouring blood. You filthy fucking pig." the bouncer dragged her out.
When I finally pushed my way out to her, she ran over to me. I folded easily into her arms.
"Chloe, babe, are you okay? He didn't hurt you did he? I tried to get there faster but there were so many people. I'm so sorry. I should have never left you there. Let's get you home." I nodded and let her lead me to the bike.
When we got to the apartment I stopped Beca before we walked in.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" she asked searching my eyes for some sort of hint.
"Don't tell Jesse, okay?" she looked at me confused. "It's over. Nothing else can be done about it. He would get all worked up, and frankly there's no reason to."
"Sorry babe, I already kind of texted him and briefly explained. He's going to want to know the whole story. I didn't realize you were going to want him to not know." she looked at me, genuinely sorry.
I opened the door, and Jesse's arms were around me before I had a chance to put my key down.
"Beca, what happened?" he asked with a hollow tone in his voice that I didn't recognize or care for. It scared me.
"Ask her. I just ended it. I was a fucking failure tonight." she really was beating herself up over this. It killed me.
"She was a hero tonight. This guy, about twice my size, knocked my drinks down by 'accident'. He was super friendly and he offered to replace them. I let him. He tried asking me to dance and I told him I was engaged. When I tried to leave he grabbed me and tried to pull me out of the bar. Beca caught on and intervened. She rescued me."
"Beca, do you remember what he looked like?" Jesse directed his question to her. She nodded. "Let's go. This loser's not walking around out there after tonight." that hollow tone was still evident in his speech.
"Jesse… We can't. I beat the living shit out of him already. Chloe just wants it over with. Okay? Plus we have to get up early tomorrow. We have a nursery to design." Jesse's jaw dropped.
"Luke's sister? Wow Beck. Congrats you guys! I'm so excited for this. Have you picked out names yet?" I cut in.
"Caellum for the first name. It's a family thing. David for the middle. It's-" this time Jesse cut me off.
"Beca's father's name. I know. Caellum David Mitchell huh? That's awesome you guys. When does the miracle happen?"
"Three months." Beca answered.
"Let's get cracking then." he rubbed his hands together.
The next three months were chaotic. Beca was doing a lot of work from home, which was nearly impossible for her. Given the fact that her office had been turned into a nursery, she fared well though. Jesse helped me with most of the decorating and designing of the room. That basically just meant he put the furniture together and moved it around as I saw fit. I was granted a year long deferral, and Beca finished cutting the album so she was able to ask for a couple months off.
My mom was planning to fly out the day prior to the scheduled due date. She wanted to help get him settled and make sure we knew how to handle it. Beca and I were just getting in the car to pick her up when Beca's phone rang. It was Luke. She put it on speaker.
"Get down here! It's happening!" he hung up again.
Beca was going to go in, that was predetermined. She tossed me the car keys and grabbed her helmet.
"Meet you there? I love you be safe." she kicked off and peeled away.
Getting from my house to the airport and then to the hospital was a giant blur to me. I just remember getting to the waiting room and Luke running over to me.
"He's here Chloe. You're a mom now. Go meet him. He's with Beca in room 3109."
Sorry for the wait guys. This was tricky to write. Hope you enjoy the latest instalment. Posting an adult BeChloe soon that involves a few sit ups and some passionately despised cardio.