A/N: Hey guys! So there is smut plus a HUGE fight in this chapter. Happiness for one couple and a potential end for the other. To be honest the fight in this chapter is what I saw as soon as you guys asked for Staubrey so I've been trying to set it up ever since. We are leading to our ending so there will be happiness all around eventually, whether they are together or not (most likely together).
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or Musical Soulmate (give the song but Mark Salling of Glee fame a listen before this chapter). See you on the other side.
"You look stunning," Chloe breathed as Aubrey walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a green dress that hit just above her knees and scooped low at the top.
"I'm just glad we're the same size," Aubrey commented as she smoothed non-existent wrinkles from the dress. She hadn't packed any 'date' clothes, as she hadn't been expecting anything to happen like that while in LA.
"Well it looks much better on you," Chloe winked. Chloe stood and motioned for Aubrey to turn around so she could add some clips to Aubrey's side pony. "What are the plans for tonight?"
"I'm not sure actually. It was very last minute."
"How un-Aubrey of you," Chloe joked. "I didn't think spontaneous was in your vocabulary. I actually remember when you created a laminated program for one of your dates in high school."
"I thought we agreed to never mention that again," Aubrey glared playfully.
"Sometimes I like to remind you how far you've come. Thanks to Stacie you have loosened the reigns a bit and I've actually seen you laugh! Plus you haven't vomited in months so, yey!" Chloe cheered.
Aubrey laughed and pushed Chloe's shoulder. "Cut it out. I'm nervous and you're being mean."
Chloe laughed at Aubrey's pout. "Don't be nervous. Stacie adores you. Besides, this isn't your first date. You guys have had years of friendship, fights, makeups and break ups. I just hope it sticks this time."
"I hope so too."
"Good. Now let's go check out your date," Chloe wiggled her eyebrows suggestively causing Aubrey to laugh again.
Stacie was gorgeous. Her dress was so tight that Chloe wasn't sure how she was still breathing. It cut low enough in the back and front to show butt and large amounts of cleavage. It ended high on her thighs and left enough tanned skin to be completely tantalising. Her hair was out in loose curls and her smoky makeup matched her seductive smirk.
"You look beautiful," Stacie greeted as soon as she saw Aubrey. "I've never seen that dress before."
Aubrey seemed lost in Stacie's breasts so Chloe answered for her. "It's mine. Or should I say, was mine, because I will never look that good in it." Chloe frowned as Stacie's face soured for a second.
"Oh. Thanks Chlo."
"No worries," Chloe chirped back, wondering what she'd just stepped into. "Well you two should get going and before you ask Aubrey, yes, I will be perfectly fine by myself as I am a grown woman. Enjoy your date." Chloe waved over her shoulder and headed back to her bedroom, leaving the two women alone.
"I didn't pack any dresses," Aubrey explained when Stacie still seemed upset.
Stacie shrugged it off. "It's fine. Just us two from here on out, OK?"
Aubrey nodded.
"Shall we?" Stacie smiled widely and held out an elbow for Aubrey.
"We shall," Aubrey returned and she tucked her hand into the crook of Stacie's elbow. "Although this was a little last minute so I didn't think to make a reservation."
Stacie waved her spare hand and lead Aubrey to her car. "Don't worry, I'm on it," she winked and opened the car door for Aubrey.
Aubrey smiled again and slid into the car. Tonight would be a good night.
Beca smiled down at the sloppy piece of paper in front of her. There were scribbles and rewrites everywhere but it was finished and she'd never been prouder of herself. She wasn't good with words but somehow she'd just written exactly what she wanted to tell Chloe. Speaking of the redhead beauty; Beca's phone beeped with a new message.
Chloe: I'm home alone.
Beca smirked and replied instantly.
Beca: Prison guards trust you to not escape?
Chloe: Funny. They're having a date night to celebrate my good news.
Beca: They're celebrating your good news without you? Your friends are wack.
Chloe: OUR friends are wack.
Beca: Nope. YOUR friends.
Chloe: I think they need some alone time. Stacie seems upset about something.
Beca: I'm sure they'll be fine.
Chloe: So when are you getting here?
Beca: I'm sorry. I must have missed that invitation.
Chloe: Since when do you need an invite? I thought you were all about 'showing up'?
Beca laughed and shook her head at Chloe's antics.
Beca: touché. Chinese or Italian?
Chloe: Mexican. You can even pretend it's midnight if you want.
Beca laughed again. She should never have told Chloe about her sneaky Taco Bell habits.
Beca: Be there soon Chlo.
Beca quickly grabbed her stuff to leave but paused at her bedroom door. She turned back and grabbed her old guitar and the sheet of paper and left for Chloe's house via Taco Bell.
"What do you think?" Stacie asked with a smile as they walked the restaurant. It was small, cozy, romantic and it had live music.
"This is perfect," Aubrey, returned the smile as she slid into the small booth across from the brunette. They were almost the only people in the place so it felt intimate and perfect.
"I'm really glad we're doing this." Stacie reached across the table and linked her hand with Aubrey's. "You mean everything to me Bree."
Aubrey looked into her girlfriend's eyes. "I love you Stace."
"I love you too." Stacie let the moment linger before shifting her attention to the menu. "No meatballs, what a shame. I was planning on nudging the last one towards you with my nose."
Aubrey giggled. Actually giggled. "Are you saying that I'm a dog?"
"No. I'm saying that you're a lady," Stacie returned charmingly.
"Oh. Very smooth Conrad."
"Why, thank you." Stacie smiled and wiggled her eyebrows. "How do you feel about sex on the first date?"
Aubrey laughed. "Play your cards right and just maybe."
Stacie leaned forward to give Aubrey an eyeful. "Good for me I know which cards are your favourite," she winked.
Aubrey swallowed and grabbed some water, taking a long drink before speaking. "The, um, tagliatelle sounds delicious."
Stacie chuckled and moved back but she wasn't entirely ready to stop teasing the strict blonde. "I can think of other things that sound delicious." Her voice was low and she bit her lip.
Aubrey reddened under Stacie's predatory gaze and swallowed again. "What are you having?" Aubrey once again tried to change the topic.
Stacie reached a foot under the table and slid it up Aubrey's leg, her heel discarded on the floor. "Now? Or later," she purred.
Aubrey banged her knees on the table as she jumped. "Stacie!" She whispered, her eyes flicking around the empty room. "We're in public."
Stacie's smirk grew. She was an expert in reading Aubrey and she knew how turned on the blonde was now. "Maybe. But I wonder if the bathroom door locks in her," she suggested with another wink.
Aubrey's eyes flicked to hers and she considered the offer. Stacie took it as her in.
"Meet you in there," she whispered into Aubrey's ear as she passed her on the way to the toilets. She wasn't surprised when Aubrey appeared less than a minute later and was the first to initiate things.
Chloe and Beca were curled up on the couch listening to music after their guilty fast food dinner.
"Hey Bec…" Chloe began before biting her lip and stopping herself.
"What's wrong?" Beca asked.
Chloe shook her head and focused her eyes on her lap. "Never mind."
Beca moved closer to the redhead and turned so that she was facing her head-on. When Chloe still didn't look at her she reached out and grabbed Chloe's hand between both of hers. "You can tell me anything Chlo."
Chloe frowned at her lap before taking a deep breath and turning to her friend. "I've been thinking about something for a while now. I've been seriously considering it since I found out about my nodes but it was also on my mind when I was touring for The Little Mermaid."
"What is it?" Beca pushed.
"It's… I don't know. It's stupid maybe but I can't talk to Stacie and Aubrey about it. They work for me and it effects them as well."
Beca remained silent and gave Chloe time to sort out her thoughts.
"I think… I think I'm done with Broadway."
Beca swallowed her gasp. Chloe was done with Broadway?
"I mean… I always knew that one day I'd want to leave it behind. It's long hours and so exhausting. I've done back-to-back shows since I was a teen and this is the first real break I've had in years. I didn't realise how much I missed. You don't know how great it is to just have a spontaneous Taco Bell night until you can't, you know?"
"Well sure, Taco Bell is great but Chloe, you love Broadway."
"I did," Chloe agreed before realising her use of past tense. "I mean I do. But I'm not 'in' love with it. Not like I used to be. I once craved full day rehearsals and constant shows and the feeling of being so tired that I could sleep anywhere. I don't want that anymore. I want freedom."
Beca smiled at the way Chloe's eyes brightened with the concept of freedom.
"I worked so hard my entire life to get to this point and I'm ready to start reaping the benefits. Aubrey has me set up so I'll be able to have room to decide what my next step is and I'm sure that Aubrey and Stacie will have no problems getting news jobs, especially with the references I write for them but… I'm I being stupid? People kill to get these opportunities and I'm thinking about just walking away."
Beca had never been good at the advice thing but she knew this was her moment to really show Chloe that she had meant what she said about being there. "Chloe you need to follow your dreams and do what makes you happy. If Broadway isn't making you happy anymore than find out what does."
Chloe beamed at the brunette. "Help me figure out what to do next?"
Beca laughed. "How? Want me to take you to a careers fair?"
Chloe pouted and pushed at Beca's shoulder lightly before her eyes lit up with an idea. "An aptitude test!"
Beca laughed again. "Chloe you don't need an aptitude test, trust me."
"Then what?"
Beca grabbed Chloe's notebook from the coffee table and opened it to a fresh page. "OK. Tell me what things you love."
Chloe tapped her chin for a moment as she thought. "Singing."
Beca smirked and showed Chloe that she'd already written that down.
"OK second… umm… I love clothes."
Beca frowned. "Chloe can you try to be serious."
Chloe gasped, offended. "I am! I love buying them, trying them on, becoming different characters with each outfit. I did that a lot when I was a kid actually. I'd set up this stage and do all these monologues for characters I created depending on what I was wearing. Mum's favourite was-wait! I'll show you!"
Beca laughed as Chloe raced from the room, only to return moments later in what looked like a large fur coat. "You own fur? I'm not sure PETA would like that."
"It's faux," Chloe rolled her eyes. "Now shh." Chloe turned to her side and moved so Beca could only see her eyes and the top of her head over the coat. "My name is Ivanka," Chloe began in a deep but accurate Russian accent. "And I come to America for the freedom and the men." Chloe dropped the coat slightly to reveal a very naked and tanned shoulder. "Do you know of the men that would marry me?"
"Oh my god!" Beca gasped as she began to laugh. She used both hands to brace herself on the couch so that she wouldn't fall off and couldn't even react when Chloe left to change again because she was too busy trying to breathe.
Chloe reappeared quickly in a tight red dress. "Hi! It's Ginger Spice," Chloe yelled in a freakishly spot on British accent. "I reckon that we're going to have a blast tonight, right? You look pretty foxy, yeah?"
Beca hadn't been able to recover from her earlier fit before she was laughing again, this time her arms were clutched around her stomach.
Chloe did another quick costume change before returning in a simple jeans and a shirt. "I mean, hahahaha," Chloe started, sounding exactly like Emma Stone. "That's so funny right?" Chloe scrunched up her nose. "That was lame. One more and I'm done!"
Chloe quickly returned to her bedroom and then reappeared. She was wearing what Beca could only describe as a hooker outfit. "Hi," Chloe winked. "My name is Britni, with an I. Are you um," Chloe quickly pulled down the front of her shirt to reveal a pink bra before hiding it again, "Looking for something special? I have daddy issues and college bills that could mean for a fun night."
This time Beca fell on the floor laughing at Chloe's antics. When Chloe finally returned she was dressed in pink flannel pyjamas that had cartoon ducks on them. It was Beca's favourite outfit of the night.
"What'd you think?" Chloe beamed as she helped Beca back onto the couch.
Beca returned the notebook to the coffee table and smiled at the redhead. "I think we don't need a list. You, Madame, are an actress."
Chloe tilted her head. She'd never really considered that. "Really? You think so?"
Beca nodded emphatically. "You've done small stuff before right?"
Chloe shrugged. "Guest spots on TV mostly but some really small parts in movies. I'm always singing though."
"Well start with movie musicals and go from there," Beca shrugged.
Chloe's eyes lit up. "That's perfect!" Suddenly another thought occurred to her. "And guess what?"
"What?"
"Actresses live in LA."
Beca swear her heart just exploded. Chloe might actually be staying in LA. To live. Forever. This was the moment. "Chloe there's something I want to say to you."
"OK?"
"One sec." Beca quickly ran to the door where she stuffed her guitar earlier and headed back to the lounge room. She sat on the coffee table in front of Chloe and sat the sheet down beside her just in case.
Chloe's eyes were wide and she seemed surprised.
"You know words aren't really my thing but you kinda inspired me so… Chloe, this is for you." Beca took a deep breath to calm her nerves and began to strum, keeping her eyes focused on anything other than Chloe.
I remember when I realized
The depth of your beauty for the first time
A million ears had heard you
But none had listened quite like mine
Every phrase that leaves your lips
Makes me feel as if I'm paralyzed
Talking is trivial, sing another crazy note
And I will be a third below
The troubles that we knew before
Disappear and all I know is that
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate
Darling listen
The audience is calling you
(They're calling you)
There's no way in hell that
They will ever feel you like I do
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate
Beca placed the guitar to the side and finally looked up at Chloe. Chloe's eyes were watering but they were full of emotion. Chloe grabbed Beca's hands and pulled her to her feet.
"I love you Chloe," Beca whispered, not wanting to ruin the moment.
"I love you too," Chloe replied easily.
This time they were alone. There was no one to interrupt the moment and no reason to run. Chloe's and Bec'a lips connected and it was perfect.
"Aubrey," Stacie started, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course."
Aubrey and Stacie were currently enjoying the best La had to offer: a moonlight beach walk.
"When you look into the future what do you see?"
"What do you mean?" Aubrey asked.
"I mean five years from now. Where are you and what are you doing?" Stacie explained.
Aubrey considered the question as they continued to walk. "We have a brownstone in New York," Aubrey started, pausing we she realized she used 'we' but continuing when she saw Stacie smile at the idea. "I'm doing most of my work from home because we have a son who looks just like you and you will be running a really successful personal styling company."
Stacie's heart swelled at Aubrey's vision of the future. She allowed the fact that there had been no mention of Chloe in the image and pulled her girlfriend into a tight embrace. "I can't imagine anything better." Stacie felt Aubrey shiver. "You cold?"
"A little bit," Aubrey apologized.
"Let's go home," Stacie smiled as they linked hands and headed back to the car.
Beca's fingers slid into Chloe's red locks and Chloe's hands slid around Beca's waist, pulling their bodies flush against each other. Beca was dizzy with lack of oxygen by the time she pulled back. She refused to move to far though and kept her hands holding Chloe's head as she pressed light kisses to the woman's jaw.
"Mmm," Chloe moaned. "You won't believe how long I've wanted to do that," Chloe whispered, her breath brushing Beca's cheek.
"Not… as long… as… me," Beca said between kisses, pressing the words into Chloe's skin.
"Not possible," Chloe breathed.
"Yes possible," Beca returned. She stopped her kisses and looked into Chloe's eyes. "I've loved you since I first saw you. That's at least 10 years before you even knew I existed."
Chloe pouted. "That's unfair."
Beca smirked, god did she want to kiss that pout. Wait, she could. Beca leaned forward again and pressed her lips to Chloe's. Chloe returned the kiss enthusiastically, as she did most things in her life. Beca opened her lips as soon as she felt Chloe's tongue and couldn't hold back her moan as it entered her mouth. Chloe tasted amazing and every touch made her feel like she was on fire. Beca shivered as Chloe's hands travelled under her shirt.
"Bedroom," Chloe whispered into Beca's mouth.
"Are you sure?" Beca gasped, forcing her eyes open to see Chloe's darkened gaze.
"Yes. You?"
Beca responded by resuming the kiss while pushing Chloe backwards down the hallway, leaving a trail of clothes in their wake.
Beca clumsily fell on top of Chloe when the backs of Chloe's knees hit her bed and she fell backwards. Chloe giggled, the sound musical to Beca's ears. Chloe and Beca quickly moved backwards onto the bed and Chloe flipped them over so that she was on top. Chloe broke apart and looked into Beca's eyes. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Chloe pressed another kiss to Beca's mouth, this one softer but somehow more electric. "I want to make love to you," Chloe both ordered and asked.
"I need you to make love to me," Beca responded.
Chloe acted slowly, trailing kisses over Beca's face and down to her neck. She lightly bit and sucked Beca's collarbone before continuing to Beca's breasts.
"Mmm," she moaned as she took one nipple into her mouth. The feeling drove Beca crazy and she grabbed Chloe's hand and squeezed. Chloe bit Beca's lip in response before sucking and releasing it was a pop. "You're beautiful," Chloe whispered, her breath ghosting over Beca's wet and swollen nipple and causing her to shiver.
"Chloe," Beca sighed.
Chloe moved to the next nipple, giving it the same treatment. "You're gorgeous," she whispered.
Beca bit her lip and squeezed Chloe's hand again. "Chlo, please baby."
Chloe smirked and moved down Beca's body, dragging her teeth over Beca's stomach and flicking her tongue into her bellybutton as she travelled. Chloe's fingers teased Beca, sliding up and down Beca's folds but not entering. Beca bucked into Chloe's hand, desperate for the redhead to touch her. She had never felt so on fire by simple touches in her entire life. "I need you Chloe," she begged when Chloe still didn't move. She whimpered when she felt Chloe move back up her body, her hand staying just outside of where she needed it.
"I love you," Chloe repeated, looking into Beca's glazed over eyes.
"I… love you… too," Beca panted, her chest rising and falling with the tension Chloe had created.
Chloe reconnected their lips, biting Beca's bottom lip with her teeth as she quickly plunged two fingers into Beca's opening.
"Fuck!" Beca screamed against Chloe's lips. She almost came on the spot but Chloe quickly removed her hand, moving it to trace and pinch her clit.
"I swear to god Chloe," Beca moaned as the other woman drove her insane.
Chloe giggled, actually giggled, and moved tantalizingly slowly back down Beca's body. Beca fisted her hands in Chloe's sheets as she felt Chloe's tongue rub her clit. "Mmm," Chloe moaned against Beca's nub. "Yum."
Beca jolted and tried to squeeze her legs together to relieve some tension but Chloe finally gave in. Her fingers re-entered the brunette, three this time, and she worked her fingers in tandem with her tongue. Beca came instantly, her liquids pooling between her legs and on Chloe's sheets but Chloe wasn't done. She kept pumping and licking as Beca rode out her high and a new one started building.
"Chloe!" Beca screamed as her body writhed and shuttered.
Chloe hummed against Beca's clit, causing Beca to jolt in please. "You are my musical soulmate," Chloe hummed. Beca felt her second release and her vision blurred as her eyes rolled in ecstasy. Chloe kept licking until her body stopped shaking and moved back up her body, a proud smirk on her face.
"I… can't… move," Beca moaned, her body completely numb.
Chloe's smirk widened. "Sorry babe." She didn't sound sorry.
Beca pouted. "I want you but you broke me."
Chloe laughed and pressed open-mouthed kisses to Beca's neck and chest. "Don't worry babe, we have plenty of time."
"I'm so tired," Beca sighed.
Chloe laughed again and curled her body into Beca's still unmoving side. "Go to sleep. Just… be here in the morning."
Beca forced her head to turn and made her eyes focus on Chloe's when she heard the anxiety in the redhead's voice. She was worried that Beca would run again. "I'm not going anywhere ever again. And not just because you've currently made that impossible."
Chloe beamed and moved even closer, almost completely on top of the brunette. "Good." She slowly let her eyes close, letting herself trust the brunette to be there when she woke up.
Aubrey felt her pulse race as they pulled up to the house to see Beca's car. She yanked off her seatbelt and ran to the door, barely noticing her heels. Stacie grabbed her arm and stopped her before she could storm inside though.
"Bree! Calm down," Stacie ordered.
"How can I? That little midget has already wormed her way back into Chloe's life," Aubrey fumed.
"So?" Stacie questioned. "She made a mistake and she said sorry. She has been there every single day since. Chloe has forgiven her. Why are you so angry that she is here? It has nothing to do with you."
"It has everything to do with me!" Aubrey snapped. "Chloe is way out of Beca's league and Beca is just going to break her heart again." Aubrey yanked her arm away from Stacie and rushed into the house. She paused slightly when she saw the clothes trailing down the hallway and it was enough for Stacie to catch up.
"What is this really about Aubrey?" Stacie yelled, now angry herself.
"This!" Aubrey yelled back pointing at the telltale signs on what happened in the house while they were gone. "Chloe let that hobbit fuck her!"
Stacie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She finally understood. "So that's it? Chloe let Beca fuck her when she wouldn't let you. Beca with all her insecurity and sarcasm is in Chloe's room when she won't even give her perfect best friend the time of day?" Stacie ran a hand down her face in frustration as the tears began to come.
"No Stacie, it's not like that. I don't-"
"Love her?" Stacie laughed humorlessly. "You say you don't but then you do this," Stacie gestured at Aubrey with both hands. "You tear into her house screaming and crying because she slept with someone else."
"No it's because I don't want her to get hurt," Aubrey defended.
"Jesus fucking Christ Aubrey!" Stacie screamed. "How many more lies do you need to tell to convince yourself? I trusted you! I believed that you were over her!"
"I am!" Aubrey screamed back. "I love you!"
"You can't be in love with both of us Aubrey!" Stacie yelled.
"What's going on?" Chloe asked as she exited her bedroom, clad only in her sheet. Her hair was mused and her lips were still swollen. She looked thoroughly fucked.
Stacie pointed at Chloe but kept her eyes locked on Aubrey. "There she is! Right in front of you! Sex hair for days and naked under that sheet! There's something for you to think about the next time you get yourself of cause I sure won't be around to do it!" Stacie turned and ran from the house, ignoring Chloe and Aubrey calling for her to come back. She needed to be alone.
Chloe stayed in the doorway to her bedroom with a frown on her face as her eyes scanned Aubrey's face. "What happened?"
Aubrey's bottom lip quivered and her wrapped her arms around herself. "I got angry when I saw," Aubrey gestured to the clothes, "And Stacie thinks it's because I'm jealous."
Chloe thought it over for a minute. "Are you?"
Aubrey turned her wide eyes on Chloe and shook her head furiously. "Of course not! We spoke about this Chloe, I love Stacie."
"OK, calm down," Chloe spoke calmly. "So why did you get so angry that Beca was here?"
"I don't want her to hurt you."
"Aubrey," Chloe chastised. "Your reaction must have been completely over the top for Stacie to have done that. What's the real reason?"
Aubrey shrugged and found a spot on the carpet to stare at. "She was partly right. I love her now, I do, but you never gave me the time of day Chlo and now I see you with her and it hurts me."
Chloe was torn. On one hand Aubrey was her best friend, always had been and always will be. On the other hand Stacie was also her friend and she had been the one hurt and she was now out there somewhere mad at both Chloe and Aubrey. On the third hand (it was late and Chloe was tired so people had three hands) the woman of her dreams was most likely awake in her bed listening to the conversation attentively.
"Aubrey," Chloe began slowly. "You are my best friend and I love you as a friend but Beca is… Beca isn't going anywhere and you're going to need to accept that. I know you are upset right now and need someone to comfort you but there is another one of my friends who is out there, alone, and I need to be there for her right now."
Aubrey sobbed at Chloe's words and fell to her knees. Chloe broke and took a few steps, kneeling and pulling Aubrey into a hug. "You have a lot to sort out Bree and I'll be there if you need me, I always will be, but you also need to find a way to let your idea of me romantically go. I'm with Beca now." Chloe rubbed Aubrey's back and then pulled away, walking into her room and closing the door with a resounding click.
"You OK?" Beca asked from the bed the second the door was closed.
"Yeah," Chloe replied as she took a seat on the bed beside Beca's prone form. "How much did you hear?"
"Pretty much everything." Beca linked her hand with Chloe's. "You did the right thing," Beca comforted.
"Then why do I feel like crap?"
Beca sat up and wrapped her arms around Chloe's still very naked body. "Because you are a good and caring person and you are blaming yourself when you shouldn't be."
Chloe smiled into the hug and pressed a kiss to Beca's cheek.
"Thank you for what you said about me Chloe. I'm going to show you that I deserve it," Beca promised.
"You already have," Chloe assured.
"What do you need?" Beca asked. "Do you need me to go?"
"No," Chloe shook her head. "Do you mind driving around with me to find Stacie?"
"Sure babe, anything. Do you know where she might be?"
"I have some places we can try," Chloe said hopefully.
"No luck?" Beca asked as Chloe jumped back into the passenger seat of her car.
"No and I'm running out of options. Where else has she been since we've been in LA?" Chloe asked, looking at Beca for ideas.
Beca put up her hands. "I barely know her. Beyond the hotel, your house and the diner I've got nothing."
"The diner!" Chloe cheered, clicking on her seatbelt and waiting impatiently for Beca to drove off.
"Hey Stacie," Beca said awkwardly as she stood beside Stacie at a booth in the diner.
"Beca?" Stacie frowned. Her eyes showed that she'd been crying but she wasn't anymore. "What are you doing here?"
"Umm," Beca scratched the back of her neck. "Chloe wants to talk to you."
Stacie laughed lightly. "And she's scared I'm mad at her so she sent you in first?"
Beca nodded and pointed at the seat across from Stacie. "So, can I?"
Stacie nodded with a warm smile. "We haven't really had much of a chance to get to know each other have we?"
"I guess not," Beca agreed. She had been a little Chloe obsessed since… well since before they even met but the fact that Stacie was seeing Beca's number one enemy didn't help.
"You seem cool," Stacie complimented. "And I like you for Chloe. Sometimes that girl can be so damn bubbly I need sunglasses but the other day she had this smirk that was completely you."
Beca smiled. "I like her bubbles." It was corny and she regretted it but it seemed even just talking about Chloe made her say things she normally wouldn't. "So are you? Pissed at her?"
Stacie shook her head sadly. "It's not Chloe's fault. She has been nothing but an amazing friend from the moment we met. It's strange because I really should hate her, if only for the fact that Aubrey's feelings for her keep screwing me over, but it's Chloe, you know? You can't hate Chloe, it's like hating being happy."
Beca laughed. "She's pretty great."
"So are you two together now?"
Beca shrugged. "We haven't really had a chance to talk because… you know."
"But do you want to be together?"
"More than anything."
Stacie nodded. "OK. Send her whatever sign she told you to to get her in here."
Beca looked embarrassed as she turned towards the window near the door where Chloe was waiting outside and gave an over-the-top wink. Chloe quickly entered and made her way to the table, sliding straight in next to Stacie and wrapping her arms around her friend.
"I'm so sorry," Chloe whispered into Stacie's ear.
"You have nothing to be sorry for," Stacie replied and she hugged Chloe back just as tightly.
"I feel like it's my fault."
"It's not." Stacie pulled back and tucked some of Chloe's messy hair behind an ear. "Wow, you're really rocking this sex hair."
"I know right," Chloe winked, brightening quickly. "And I haven't even had my turn yet."
"Oh god," Beca flushed immediately.
Stacie ignored her. "Please tell me that isn't because of us."
Chloe smirked and shook her head. "Nope it's because I've me. I was so good she couldn't move."
Stacie barked a laugh and Beca banged her head on the table. "Seriously Chloe?" she muttered into the wood.
Chloe quickly patted Beca's head before returning her attention to Stacie. "Do you want to talk about it? I get if you do but not to me because I can totally leave and you can bitch about me to Beca but I'm here if you want me to be."
Stacie laughed at the way Chloe volunteered Beca without checking. Even Beca raised a brow at that. "To be honest Chloe, you're my closest friend and you know the situation so you might be the perfect person to talk to."
Chloe bobbed her head. "Proceed."
"Well, what did Aubrey tell you?"
Chloe bit her lip, wondering what would be appropriate with 'best friend code' to share. "She pretty much said that she got angry that Beca was there and then you got angry that she was angry."
"She didn't get angry though, she got jealous. You should have seen her Chloe. The second we pulled up it was a completely different Aubrey. She went from walking on the beach talking about our future and kids to freaking about you sleeping with someone else. It was crazy."
"And that surprises you?" Beca cut in before a look from Chloe silenced her again.
"I spoke to her after you left," Chloe admitted.
"I figured Chlo," Stacie smiled.
"Well she admitted to feeling jealous but not because she still had feelings for me. She said it was a past thing when I wouldn't give her the time of day and she hurt to see me slumming it with Beca-"
"Hey!"
"You know I disagree babe," Chloe said quickly. "I honestly believe she's over me Stacie but… I told her she had a lot to sort out and she needed to figure out how to let me go and accept that I was with Beca now. I told her that right now my priority is you and Beca but I will be there if she needs me."
"Wow," Stacie breathed. "Thank you," she said earnestly.
Chloe shrugged. "I love her, so much, but I love you too and she's the one at fault here. And she needs to understand that she can't keep treating you like this or badmouthing my girlfriend," Chloe finished firmly.
Stacie eyes sparkled and Beca's head popped up. "Girlfriend?" She asked excitedly.
"Oh," Chloe scrunched her nose but smiled. "I guess I did say that. Beca, will you be my girlfriend?"
Beca beamed, doing a great impression of Chloe. "Chloe Beale is my girlfriend. Mine."
Chloe laughed. "Possessive are we? You need to say yes first."
"Yes," Beca smiled bashfully.
"Good."
Stacie was more than happy for her best friend. Her relationship may be hanging by a thread but she knew Chloe had finally found her forever.
A/N: Hey guys! Honestly it'll work out for the best because I think Stacie and Aubrey (in this story) really need to sort out their issues before they go too far into the relationship. This needed to happen now because any later and they might not be able to fix it. But yey! Bechloe! They have a good future to look forward to after this point, I promise. Hope you stay with me, and keep telling me what you think, peace.