Beca's eyes filled with joy, as the Bellas and Kommissar danced at the victory party. Kommissar danced with her, twirling her around and around in her arms, laughing as she did so. Aubrey and Stacie danced nearby, Aubrey's head on Stacie's shoulder. Emily and Benji danced together, while Amy and Bumper made out in the corner.
It seemed like the only person not happy was Chloe. She stood in the corner, already on her 3rd beer even though the night was young. Her face seemed to grow angrier every time she looked at Kommissar and Beca.
Soon, Kommissar excused herself to go to the bathroom. Chloe saw her chance. She marched up to Beca, knocking her drink from her hand. "What. The. Aca-Hell were you doing? She's the enemy. You may be Captain, but you can't just invite the ENEMY on stage with us, ESPECIALLY not when we have literally every single Bella ever in existence up on the stage with us!"
"Chloe. Chill out. It's not a big deal." Beca sighed, stepping back. She smelled the alcohol on Chloe's breath, and it frightened her somewhat.
"You've never been a Bella." Chloe said, her voice icy cold and calm as she raised her fist knocking Beca onto the ground, her head slamming into the counter as she fell.
"BECA!" A loud, deep feminine voice shouted, as Beca lay, unconscious on the floor. Aubrey held Chloe back, as Kommissar approached the unconscious Bella.
"Get out of here!" Chloe shouted, straining against Aubrey's grip.
"Beca? Mousey?" Kommissar gently shook Beca's shoulders. Her heart stopped when Beca, didn't move. "Beca, come on. This-this isn't funny. I-I don't like this joke. " Kommissar's voice began to shake, and her eyes filled with tears. "Beca. Beca. Don't you dare leave me. Not now. Not yet." She began to sob when Beca's eyes still wouldn't open "Liebling. No."
The Bellas watched in disbelief as Kommissar held Beca in her arms. "Help!" Kommissar sobbed, rocking Beca back and forth, cradling her in her arms. "Somebody? Anybody?" Her voice broke and she buried her face in Beca's shoulder. "Help." She whispered.
"Beca. I love you. You are my world, my life, my everything. You are MY flashlight. I was going to move to America to be with you, to complete my happy ending. I wanted to wake each day to your smile, and fall asleep each night looking into the stars that shine in your eyes. I love you Beca, my little Mause. My treasure." She was crying so hard she didn't notice Beca's eyes slowly open.
"I had no one, before I met you. My family cast me out, disowned me after I came out as a lesbian at 17. Das Sound Machine's captain at the time, Oskar, took me in, helped me to perfect singing. Then, when I turned 21, I became captain. My life wasn't complete without you, nor will it even be complete again. "
"Kommissar-" Beca asked, her voice weak, "what..what happened? My head hurts. Did a leprechaun kick me?"
"No. Beca. You silly little mouse . You hit your head when you were knocked down." Kommissar kissed Beca on the lips.
"Not a leprechaun?" Beca began to cry. "But I thought it was -" she snuggled against Kommissar. "Carry me to bed?my head hurts. The leprechaun kicked it." Kommissar laughed, a shaking, relieved laugh full of love and humor.
"Always, my little mouse."she lifted Beca in her strong arms. "I thought I'd lost you. Never do that to me again." She whispered as,they were walking away.
"I'm sorry Kommissar." Beca's voice trembled and she snuggled against Kommissar, her eyes closing. "No. Liebling. Don't go to sleep. We've got to get your head checked out."
Chloe watched, her heart constricting in agony. She saw Beca lying there, and felt tears filling her eyes. Had she killed her best friend? "Beca!" She felt Aubrey holding her back, arms like a vice.
"Chloe. She's ok. Leave it-" Aubrey tried to soothe.
"I didn't mean to. I don't know why I-" Chloe buried her face in Aubrey's shoulder. " I didn't want to hurt her."
"Shh. Chloe. I know. It's over now."