Beca put on her coat and went to say good-bye to Luke.

"Hey Beca, why don't you take the night shift during Spring Break?"

"I won't be here for Spring Break. I asked off like two months ago." Beca laughed at Luke's reaction.

"Oh. What are you doing?"

"I'm going to California with Chloe."

"You two are gettin' serious, huh?" he smirked. "Meeting the parents."

"I never thought meeting the parents was a serious thing."

"It is when you fly across the country to meet 'em." He shooed Beca away. "Go home. Have fun in Cali." Beca smiled and thanked him, then walked out the door.

Beca thought about what Luke had said on the way home. Was flying out there just to meet Chloe's parents too much? Before she could answer that question, she saw Chloe walking towards her. "Is everything packed?"

"Pretty much, yeah. I still can't believe my dad agreed to pay for my ticket."

Chloe rubbed Beca's arm with her hand. "He just wants you to have a good time in college. He probably feels that he forced you into going and wants to make it up to you. You two should really start to repair your relationship."

"I'll think about it." Chloe squealed. Beca smirked at her. She looked away from Chloe's eyes and realized they were at her dorm's door. "See you tomorrow?"

"I'll pick you up at 7 am."

"Seven?!"

Chloe laughed. "We have to be there like two hours early. For security and all that." Beca rolled her eyes and gave Chloe a kiss good night.

Beca and Chloe were sitting on the couch watching the news, snuggling and giggling. "I'm going to go take a quick shower," Chloe announced, getting up and heading for the stairs.

"Chloe, could you come help me in the kitchen?" her mother called out.

"I was going to go shower."

"Okay, that's fine."

Beca got up from the couch. "I can help," she said, walking into the large kitchen. Chloe's mother was standing over the stove, stirring soup in a large pot.

"Thanks, Beca. Why don't you peel some potatoes for me?" the redhead signaled to the small pile on the counter. Beca grabbed from knife from the counter and started her work. "Do you cook often?"

Beca laughed nervously, "No; I'm actually terrible at it."

"Well, one of you two is going to have to learn to cook. And it definitely won't be my daughter. I don't know how she manages it, but can even burn-"

"-water," Beca and the mother said in unison. They both laughed.

"Have you two planned anything to do here yet?"

"Nope."

"Chloe didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Beca sat down the knife on the counter and turned to look at the redhead.

"You might want to sit down." Beca looked concerned, but took her advice. "Chloe- you know about her nodes, correct?" Beca nodded. "Chloe called me after semi-finals and told me to set up an appointment for her."

"What kind of appointment...?"

"She's getting her nodes removed tomorrow afternoon." Beca's eyes fell to the floor. Her heart felt like it was in her stomach. Chloe's mother read her expression. "She most likely didn't tell you because she didn't want you to be scared." Beca waved her hands around like she wanted to speak but couldn't. "Don't worry; the doctor is the best in the west. He'll take good care of Chloe."

The pair were silent for a while until Beca spoke, still in her seat. "Is your husband going to join us for dinner?"

"No, he's on a business trip right now. It's a shame. He won't make it back before Chloe has to leave."

"What does he do?"

"He's a sales associate. He meets new clients and convinces them to work with his company."

"Oh. Chloe hasn't really told me much about her family," Beca replied quietly.

"It's not a big surprise. I'm guessing she hasn't told you about her brother."

"Brother? Chloe has a brother?"

"Had. He was killed by a drunk driver back when we lived in New Jersey. He was playing ball in the front yard and..." she trailed off, not needing to share the rest.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm glad Aubrey was around to comfort Chloe. I don't know if she would have came out of the situation the way she did without her."

"Aubrey lived in Jersey too?"

"Yeah. Her dad still lives there. She was at our house all the time. She was so cute and funny, cracking jokes all the time, running around with dirt on her knees. Chloe and Aubrey have always been close."

"They still are. Inseparable," Beca laughed, trying to lighten the mood a bit. She came in the room to help cook, not be pounded with depressing facts. The small brunette got up and continued peeling potatoes. She talked about her time so far at Barden, her job, and the Bellas. The group had lost at semi=finals, and Aubrey was still sticking by her "Beca isn't a Bella" mentality. So, technically speaking, Beca wasn't a Bella anymore. For some odd reason, she found it to be more bitter than sweet.

"So, how do you like it here?" Chloe asked. Her back was to Beca, who was lying in bed. Chloe lifted her shirt over her head, revealing her black and red laced bra.

"It's gorgeous here. The air is sweet, your mother is so nice, and she can cook way better than I can." Chloe smiled and climbed into bed with Beca.

"Good," she kissed Beca's nose and snuggled into her arms. "Listen, I have to tell you something."

"Okay," Beca said, already knowing what was coming.

Chloe bit her lip. "I'm getting my nodes taken out tomorrow. Before you say anything, just know I've been considering this for a long time. Since the season is over, I know it's the right time. I got checked out in Atlanta, and they said my vocal range shouldn't be affected very much at all. I really want this, Beca. I'm tired of hurting." Beca didn't speak; she pulled Chloe in closer. She wiggled down so she was at eye level with Chloe.

"If you're one hundred percent sure you want this, I'm happy for you. I know they've caused you so much pain recently. I'll stand by you no matter what you choose to do." Chloe's warm grin caused Beca to smile. She kissed Chloe's lips. "I love you."

"Thank you, and I love you too. Now get up and turn off the light. I'm too warm to move," Chloe pouted. Beca melted.