Hello lovelies, I'm back! Did you miss me? Just kidding. Thanks for your patience while I took a break from this story. Love you all to bits and pieces.

Beca walked into the little shop confidently, setting the little bell on the door ringing. A auburn haired girl was hunched over a desk sketching something out.

"Be with you in a minute." Rachel called, not looking up from her work.

"Hey sugar. Don't I get a kiss?" Beca asked sardonically.

Rachel looked up and her eyebrows rose. "Oh, it's you." She said, looking Beca up and down. "Sorry, we're closed."

"Bitch, come give me a fucking hug!"

Rachel laughed and put her tools down, running over and giving the shorter brunette a bone crushing hug. When they separated, Beca looked Rachel over. She looked good; she had lost some weight and gained a few new tattoos. Other than the sleeve on her right arm and a tribal band on her left, she had added a rose on her left shoulder and a cat peeked out from under her shirt.

"Are you checking me out?" Rachel exclaimed.

"Totally. Digging the new ink. Besides, it's hard to not check you out when you're wearing those clothes." Rachel was wearing combat boots, tight jeans, and a shirt that showed off her cleavage and belly ring.

"Yeah, I'm hot. Anyway, why are you here?"

Beca handed her a piece of paper with the French saying on it and waited. Rachel looked it over before grabbing her sketchbook and sitting down. "Black and cursive script, I assume?"

"You know me."

"Pretty saying, I like it. What brought this to mind?"

"My boyfriend, Jesse." Rachel's hand stilled and she slowly lifted her eyes to Beca's face. Beca laughed, "Don't look at me that way. I'm not a robot; I'm allowed to have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, duh, of course. But you've never been with a guy to the point of tattoos for him. How long has it been?"

"Almost two months…"

"Shut up! Damn, he must be one hell of a guy. You have to tell me all about him."

"Finish the draft and I'll tell you while I'm getting inked."

A few days after her day with Rachel, Beca headed back to campus. Leaving was one of the most difficult situations she'd been in since leaving for college the first time. As she packed the taxi, her mother burst into tears and pulled her into an uncomfortably tight hug while the driver watched awkwardly. Beca had extracted herself carefully, kissed her mother on the cheek and assured her she'd be back sometime during summer. Then she had gotten into the taxi as fast as she could.

Being back on campus was like a breath of relief. Even though Jesse wasn't due back for about another week, Beca was glad to just be away from her mom. Her mom was great, but clingy and emotional. It was probably the reason Beca had become quite the opposite. The first thing Beca did when she got back to her dorm was sigh that Kimmy-Jin wasn't there. Perfect. She ignored her bag which needed to be unpacked and pulled open her laptop instead.

Skype with me? She texted, hoping he was near a computer and available. She had missed his face and voice and—someone help her—all his nerdy jokes.

Of course.

His text instantly lifted her spirits and blasted them through the roof. She pulled open the window and called him. She couldn't stop smiling as he appeared in the little window.

"Hey you." He called, "How was your mom's?"

Beca grimaced, "Let's say I'm glad to be back in my dorm."

"That bad?" Jesse laughed.

"Not too bad," Beca considered. "It's just the hugging and constant talking and interrogations about my mystery guy—her words, not mine—can't be made up by her awesome cooking. I love the woman, but she's a bit over-the-top for me."

"And you're not over-the-top at all." Jesse teased.

"Nope, I am the picture of subtle and demure." Beca replied with a straight face. "How's your vacation been?"

"Boring. My parents have also been keeping the pressure on about you. They can't get enough information, mostly because I'm not really saying much to them."

"You say too much to me!" A voice called distantly. Beca raised an eyebrow as a guy who looked in his early twenties came in through the door. He was a bit taller than Jesse, with darker and longer hair.

"He won't shut up about you. It's getting a bit annoying, but I can see why he carries on the way he does. You are one sweet piece of—"

"Okay, that's enough talking Dean." Jesse said, pushing the guy out of the door and closing it in his face. "Sorry, that's my older brother, Dean. He doesn't really have a functioning mouth filter, so he says whatever he thinks."

"Cute." Beca said sarcastically.

There was a knock on Jesse's door. "Dude, mom wants us downstairs for dinner soon. Come on."

"I'll be down in a minute." Jesse called to his inpatient brother. "Sorry."

"That's alright, I'll probably just go down to the station and see if I can pick up some extra hours. See ya."

He smiled at her, "Bye."

Luke was in the booth when she came in, so she walked up and tapped on the glass. He looked at her with an annoyed look on his face, then jumped up as if he had suddenly remembered something. He fished something out of a bowl on his desk and sauntered out of the studio door.

"Here," he said, tossing it at her.

A flash of silver and she caught the keys—surprisingly—and looked at them. "What's this for?" She asked suspiciously with her eyebrow raised.

"If you're not careful, your face is going to get stuck that way." He laughed at her. "It's keys to the store. I want you to come in and play your music more this week, since you're back."

"Oh, thanks!" Beca smiled genuinely at Luke for the first time in a long time.

"Where's lover boy?" That quickly wiped the happy look off her face.

"He's visiting family, if you must know."

"Good. Now I don't have to worry about you to getting it on in here. I am leaving for the beach until class starts up again and I don't need two freshmen humping like bunnies while I'm away." Beca was seriously fed up with his speech, and turned away. "We have a new shipment of CDs in, so you should have all of those done by the time I'm back."

The blond grabbed is coat and headed out the door, turning up his collar like it was cool. Beca shook her head and began stacking CDs. She sent Jesse a text, updating him on Luke's hiatus and hoping to keep herself from boredom. She struck a nice little work environment, playing her music over the speakers and texting Jesse while continuing the monotonous task of CD stacking. She closed up shop around six, eventually getting tired of the work she'd been doing for two hours.

She kept this routine up for four days, coming in before noon leaving only for lunch or when she locked up. The best days were when she brought her laptop and Skyped with Jesse so she wasn't alone. Thursday evening she was walking out of the shop, sadly he hadn't been able to Skype with her because his mom had taken them to the beach. He had made up for it by sending streams of texts telling her he missed her and the like.

Beca unlocked her dorm and flicked the switch, instantly illuminating her bed and, more importantly, who was on it.

"Jesse!" She cried, running over and colliding with him on her bed. He had no time to reply to her enthusiastic greeting before she was kissing him. Her lips sealed themselves to his and she grabbed his face passionately. He moaned in surprise, leaning into Beca and returning the kiss heatedly. She broke away from his mouth and panted. "I missed you." She punctuated every word with a kiss on his nose, eyes and finally his lips.

His tongue darted out and caressed her lips; she groaned and allowed their tongues to dance. She sucked on Jesse's lip he nibbled hers in return. Beca began pushing Jesse backwards until he was lying flat and she was straddling him. Her fingers interlocked with his and she slid their hands above Jesse's head. She held his arms there with one hand while the other one traveled to press itself to Jesse's chest. His heart pounded against her palm.

One of his hands freed itself and ran down to her waist and squeezed her hip gently. "Bec, sweetheart," He panted and they pulled apart. "Not that I don't love where this is going, but we need to stop." She pouted. "No, don't give me that face. I want to do this the right way, you can't just ambush me; I have plans."

Beca sulked for a moment, but soon settled down. She tucked herself into Jesse's side and waited for her breathing to calm. "Thank you for coming here to surprise me. It was very nice."

Jesses chuckled, "I was actually a bit afraid Kimmy-Jin would be here. I knocked first to check, but I can't imagine she'd be happy to see me either way."

Beca giggled. "I've been thinking—"

"That's dangerous." Jesse teased and Beca punched him lightly on the arm.

"I've been thinking you should play drums for one of my mixes. Do you know Mr. Saxobeat?" He nodded. "I want you to play that."

"Anything for you." He consented.

"Anything?" She mocked.

"Now that's dangerous." Jesse laughed.

A/N: Their first time together is coming up, so prepare yourselves. Jesse will have watched so many movies, it's bound to be the epitome of romantic. If any of you have any suggestions as to what movie references I should put in there, go right ahead. I don't know if I'm going to do rose petals, but that's the gist of where you guys should be going with it. Please leave the name of the movie and what romantic thing happens so I can do adequate research and incorporate it into the love making. Thanks!