A/N: Sorry for the delay in posts. A lot has happened since I posted the last chapter but by far the most exciting thing that happened was being an extra in Pitch Perfect 2!

Raven12 and I met up in Baton Rouge and spent 12 hours in sweltering heat for the filming. Let me just tell you, there are things in this world that the eye just can't unsee! Those things give a whole new meaning to the phrase "Just because it comes in your size doesn't mean you should wear it!" I've gotta say, even though the heat was unbearable 99% of the time, I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else. You guys are in for such a treat! I cannot wait for y'all to see the movie. We only got a small glimpse into what's going to happen but what an amazing glimpse it was. We came close to the stars and had an amazing view of the performances. Raven12...It was an honor and a privilege to share the experience with you!

And without further ado, Chapter 17!

The next day, Beca went on to win the barrel racing title with a time of 11.324 and a score of 48.5 out of 50. She totally blew to competition out of the water. The other nine competitors didn't come close to beating her. She had been the second to last racer and knew exactly what she needed to do to claim the title.

For the very first time since he started competing, Jesse won the bull riding title. He had always placed well, but this was his very first big win and he was extremely proud of himself. His prize...$5,000 cash and bragging rights for an entire year. Of course, the best prize was Beca. She ran straight into his arms the minute he walked out of the competition ring, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist not caring that her skirt was hiked up and left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

She immediately started showering him with kisses. Things started getting hot and heavy very fast; Jesse stumbled toward the wall, pressing her back against it as his hands began to wander. Beca's breath caught as Jesse trailed kisses along her jaw and neck, his fingers finding the lacy trim of her panties. Sliding her panties out of the way, Jesse easily slipped his fingers inside her overly wet slit, which caused her to hiss loudly.

"Shhh" he whispered in her ear.

"Mmm, Jess..." she managed to get out. "We're out in the open."

"Yeah...so?"

Looking him in the eyes before allowing her eyes to follow her hands down to unbuckle his belt. "Soooo...me panting, moaning and hissing is the least of our worries."

He grinned evilly. "Touché." he said into the crook of her neck as he kissed the spot that made her go wild.

Jesse gasped as Beca released his throbbing cock from the confines of his painted on jeans. He wasted no time in tearing her panties from underneath her skirt and stuffing them into his pocket before he thrust inside her. He quickly took her mouth hostage so as to muffle and swallow any moans that might try to escape. As Jesse continued to thrust his hands roamed her body. His hands left a fiery trail up her legs and finally came to a rest on her over exposed bum. He kneaded her flesh with an intensity that matched his thrusts. Beca grabbed fists full of his hair as he used his teeth to unbutton her top. Part of her couldn't believe they were doing this in public, where literally anyone walking by could see, the other part of her couldn't believe they hadn't done it before.

After freeing her slightly from her top, Jesse nibbled and sucked at her breasts while still kneading her ass like it was a mound of raw dough, only allowing one hand to stop long enough to find her clit and massage it. As he rubbed circles on it, Beca released a very loud moan which only served to turn him on even more. Beca's back was starting to hurt from being pounded into the concrete wall but she didn't care. She would take this pounding like the champ she was. This was the pounding every woman dreamed about.

"Babe. I'm. Getting. Close." Jesse muttered.

"No. Not. Yet." she managed to get out.

"I. Have. To." he said in a slow sort of a whine.

"Beg me." she said as she looked right into this chocolate brown orbs.

"What?"

"You heard me. Beg."

"Please!" he begged as he put his face between her breasts.

"Please what?" she was getting way to much pleasure out of his pain.

"Please. Let." he grunted as he continued to thrust into her. "Me. Finish."

She pulled his head up and kissed him hard. As she released him, she gave him the most evil grin and said, "Ok."

Jesse thrust hard one last time before letting out an Earth shattering wail. Beca threw her head back as she felt his seed empty inside her. It was quick and it was hard but as strange as it sounded there was still quite a bit of passion and the ever present thrill of being caught in the act. When it was over, they stayed wrapped in each other's arms for several minutes before Jesse put Beca down. As her feet touched the ground she shimmied her skirt back down over her bare ass and immediately noted that her legs felt like jello.

Just as she was finding her land legs, a sudden down pour of rain caught her attention and she took off like a shot, Jesse hot on her heels. As she ran toward Jesse's motorcycle she looked over her shoulder and giggled with excitement. She didn't know why she was in such a rush, they had ridden his motorcycle instead of taking the truck to the rodeo arena that morning, which meant they were going to be soaked to the skin when they got back to the trailer. When Jesse caught up he spun her around and kissed her hard. He loved kissing her in the rain; there was something so romantic and sweet about it.

As they kissed, the rain started to slack off and they decided to head back to their camp site. She sat carefully on the back of the bike and scooted as close to Jesse's back as possible. She didn't have panties on and even though they had just gone at it in the great wide open, she saw no purpose in flashing everyone they passed on the road. Beca knew that while it wasn't raining hard it was still going to feel like needles piercing her skin once the bike was moving. It was an exceptionally hot day for mid-March, the rain caused there to be a chill in the air; her skin alive with goosebumps. She really wasn't looking forward to this particular ride.

Beca wrapped her arms around Jesse's waist as he started the engine and prepared herself for the journey back to their campsite. Just like she expected, the rain started to come down harder. As she snuggled into Jesse's back she tried desperately to shield herself from the piercing rain. At some point she must have dozed off because when she woke, Jesse was bringing the bike to a stop but the scenery wasn't at all familiar.

Jesse swung his leg over the bike and turned to face her. She looked around at the beautiful field of bluebonnets then looked at Jesse. She immediately noticed the devil dancing in his eyes. He was up to something, she just wasn't sure what. Without saying a word, or allowing her the time to speak, he straddled the bike so that he was facing her; running his hands up her bare thigh and placing them over his own. When he had he positioned just the way he wanted her, he started kissing her with so much need and desire. Before she knew it she was being stripped of her clothes and laid out on top of the bike, in the rain, making love to the man of her dreams. As far as she was concerned, things didn't get much better than that.

The next morning, Jesse managed to slip out of bed without waking Beca. He had a surprise for her and he couldn't wait to pick it up. He was excited and knew Beca would be too. He managed to shower and dress without waking her up and before leaving he stopped long enough to take in her sleeping form before placing sweet kisses along her spine.

Upon returning, he hoped Beca would still be asleep so he could sneak in without ruining the surprise. As he walked in the trailer he quietly closed the door behind him and proceeded to the bedroom. Beca was still asleep and as much as he didn't want to disturb her because they were awake well into the early hours of the morning, he wanted to give her the surprise.

He placed the gift on the bed then sat next to her sleeping form, kissing her forehead, her nose, cheeks and finally her lips. Enjoying the attention, she started to squirm and move about.

"Jess..." she whispered.

"Yeah baby, I'm here."

"Are you seriously licking my face?" she questioned as she ran her hand up his thigh.

Jesse laughed, "No, I'm not."

Beca stretched and opened her eyes to see the most beautiful golden lab puppy licking her face. Her jaw dropped, "A PUPPY?!" she screeched.

"Surprise!"

"It's ours?"

"No, he's yours."

She giggled as the puppy continued licking her face. "What's his name?" she asked sitting up. Waiting for his answer, she held the sheet to her bare chest and kissed his cheek.

"He doesn't have a name until you give him one." The puppy moved from licking Beca's face to sniffing the bed. Which Beca thought was gross considering what they had been doing in the bed just hours before. When he started to nibble and lick her toes she squealed with laughter trying to tuck her feet under the sheets. "Well... what do you think? What's his name?"

Beca thought for a minute and said, "Mmm, I think... Toby."

"Toby, huh? You sure?"

"Yes. He's having a ball licking my toes so Toby it is."

"Well, Toby...sounds like you have a name my man." Jesse said as he laid down next to Beca and put Toby on his chest.

"He's so cute!" Beca said rubbing his belly. "and tiny!"

"Toby here, was the runt of the litter and he just happens to also be the cutest."

They fell into a comfortable silence for several minutes before Beca asked, "Do we have to leave today?"

"Unfortunately we do."

"Ughhh!" she moaned throwing herself back on the pillows.

"What's wrong babe?"

"The last few days have been amazing and I don't want it all to end."

"It doesn't have to end you know?"

"I know but I've had you all to myself for days. Once we go back we have to get back into the groove and I have to share you again."

"I promise we'll have alone time."

"You promise?"

"I promise." he said kissing her between words. "Now get up. We need to get moving."

"Don't want to." she mumbled into the sheets that reeked of sex.

In one swift movement, Jesse was up and Beca's nekkid form was over his shoulder. She squealed and shrieked as he headed straight to the shower and dropped her in, Toby nipping at his heels the entire way. "Shower." he told her. "We have to hit the road soon."

A few days after returning from the rodeo, Beca and Jesse made the drive to Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge, to speak with Professor Thomas Reid, of the Forensic Sciences Program. Beca had spoken to him at great length and found out that he was already familiar with the case. He said that he would help in any way she and Jesse needed him to.

When they arrived, they made quick introductions and got right down to business. With the professor's permission, Beca set up a digital voice recorder as well as a video camera so that they didn't miss any of the instructions that were given to them. Professor Reid explained everything that would need to be done in great detail. He told them that if they carefully collected the evidence, per his exact instructions, he would gladly test the items. He also went on to explained that soil and ground water samples would need to be taken, as they would indicate if there were chemicals or accelerants used to start the fire. He carefully showed them how to take the samples as well as how to handle and collect all of the evidence.

Professor Reid was surprised by the amount of questions Beca and Jesse had for him. He told them that depending on what he was able to discover from the evidence they provided, that it would have to be reported to the proper authorities. He also reminded them to have everything photographed and that someone should go with them to record the entire collection process, start to finish. He said that Amy was one of his best students and had a wealth of knowledge to share but most importantly he would be willing to excuse her from class for a few days for her to help them.

Before they left, Professor Reid reminded them that most criminals, especially those that think they've gotten away with a crime, return to the scene. Basically anything and everything found no matter how trivial should be gathered and considered as evidence. Professor Reid gave them everything they would need to collect evidence and went over the instructions again to be sure they understood, before giving them his phone number in the event they came across something that they hadn't discussed. They thanked him repeatedly and said they would personally drive all the evidence collected back to the school as soon as they was sure they had everything.

The next day they were excited to get started, this was a 20 year old case and the Toussaint's deserved answers; the community deserved answers as well. Beca was certain that Luke's family was in some way responsible, and that his family had more than likely paid off the authorities to turn a blind eye. Jesse still wasn't so sure but wanted resolution to the case that continued to sit unsolved and haunted his family to that very day.

She and Jesse loaded up and headed to his family home. Jesse was more than a bit emotional about the whole thing. Beca told him that Amy would be there to document the evidence collection and that if he didn't want to go she understood, but Jesse wouldn't hear of it. He wanted to be present for everything...start to finish.

Amy met them at the house an immediately began setting up the tripod for her video camera. When that was set, she took out her digital camera and started taking photographs of the property. When she finished taking all of her before photos, they got to work. Deciding to take on the exterior of the house first, they marked several places on the property with wooden stakes then prepared to take soil and ground water samples. The wooden stakes marked with fluorescent orange tape marked the sites of the ground water samples and those marked with fluorescent green tape were the sites of the soil samples. After the soil samples and ground water samples were taken, they started to comb the area anything that might be considered evidence.

They came across things like cigarette butts, whiskey bottles, broken glass, tobacco tins etc... Everything was photographed and collected per the instructions they were given. Amy proved to be a very valuable resource. She was studying forensics with the hopes of someday working for the FBI or the CIA. As silly as it sounded she wanted to be like Paulie Perrette's character on the TV show NCIS or Kirsten Vangsness on Criminal Minds. Beca wasn't sure she'd ever get to that point but she was proud of her friend for everything she had accomplished so far.

Weird things started to happen when they began working inside of the house. Things would get moved around and they thought their eyes were playing trick on them. They would see shadows and when no one was moving they would hear strange noises.

While Jesse stepped put on the porch for some fresh air, Beca and Amy continued to work in silence near the burned staircase. When Beca heard a very distinct female voice that clearly wasn't Amy's she froze. Without saying a word she turned to Amy. Judging by the look on her face Amy had heard the same thing.

"JESS!" Beca screeched at the top of her lungs.

When Jesse heard her he came running back into the house. He took one look at Beca and asked, "Babe, what's wrong?"

"There's someone here." She told him as she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Jesse could feel her trembling.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "Amy, what is she talking about?"

"There was a voice. A woman's voice. We could hear it but we didn't see anyone." Amy said pointing toward the top of the stairs. Jesse looked at where Amy was pointing but didn't see anything.

"Are you sure it wasn't the wind or perhaps your imagination?"

"Jess, I know what I heard." Beca told him.

"Tell me exactly what you heard."

"A woman singing."

"What was she singing?"

"Somewhere Over The Rainbow." Beca told him. "It was crystal clear. She had the most beautiful voice."

Jesse went as white as a sheet. "No, it can't possibly. It couldn't be."

"Jess...what is it?"

Just then, as if on cue, they could hear child like laughter and foot steps upstairs. Then a woman could be heard calling, "Shelllllby! Shellllby! Come here Shelby."

"Who's Shelby?" Amy asked.

"My sister." Jesse said in an almost inaudible whisper.

Amy gave Beca a look and said "What did he say?"

Beca hugged Jesse as tightly as she possibly could, his forehead resting on her shoulder. She looked at Amy and said, "Shelby is Jesse's older sister. She died in the fire."

"HO-LY FUCK-BALLS!" Amy said as she eyed Jesse and Beca. "This joint is haunted!"

A/N: So...was it worth the wait or did I totally miss the mark? Let me know!