So here we have next chapter! I know it's kind of short and there's a lot of flashbacks and ''2hours later's'' but I wanted to show you guys what had happened before we get to the main plot : ) Also sorry for delay, but I started my college and it's crazy ! So I hope you'll like it and if yes, leave review ! I really helps with writing, there's more motivation ! :)

2 Years after engagement

When Beca woke up, surprisingly early, she rolled over to cuddle to her fiancée, but she met cold and empty sheets. She groaned and pulled her body up of the bed. She lazily made her way to the kitchen and saw the redhead sitting by the table with pile of papers.

''You're working already, babe? It's …'' Beca asked, surprised, and kissed her girl on the forehead. Then she made her way to their coffee express, took a mug and filled it with fresh coffee.

''No, I'm just checking bills.'' Chloe sighed and looked up at the brunette. She was pale, she had black circles under her eyes, and her eyes were red.

''Hey, what's going on?'' Beca asked, putting down her mug and walking to the redhead.

''Nothing,'' the redhead said, suddenly looking down at her thighs. She didn't wanted to talk. She hadn't been feeling well the past few weeks, but she thought that it was just stress related to her work. She'd woken up this morning and thrown up two times. When she went back to bed, she couldn't sleep so she made coffee and started checking their mail. Between gas and water bills she found her blood test results from a few days earlier. She hadn't told her fiancée about it because she didn't want to worry her.

''Come on, I can see something is up. Is it about the bills? I can take extra hours at work," Beca said and took few papers from the table.

''Beca, just give me that, I'll take care of it.'' Chloe started, slightly scared as Beca took her test results.

''I can help you,'' Beca said and went through a few papers. ''Wait, what is it?'' she asked, pointing at the paper with the results.

''It's nothing.'' Chloe sighed and sat back on her chair.

''You're sick? Why didn't you tell me?'' Beca said and looked at Chloe.

''I don't know, Becs, I'm going to go back to the clinic.'' Chloe sighed again and hid her face in her arms.

''Hey, what's this about?'' Beca said, her face full of worry.

''I have no idea, but I'll find out,'' she said and stood up. She pecked Beca on the lips and went to their bedroom. She took a quick shower, dressed up and came back to the kitchen after 20 minutes.

''I'm going with you,'' Beca said and stood up, already dressed up and ready to go.

''You don't have…'' Chloe said, but Beca cut her off.

''I said I'm going with you, Chlo, that's it,'' she said, kissing the redhead's forehead, and they walked out of their apartment.

2 Hours Later

"Chloe, chill out. Whatever happens here, we will be fine,'' Beca said trying to calm down her girlfriend.

''How can you be so sure?'' Chloe said, clearly nervous. She was fidgeting in chair. Her hands were shaking, and she constantly had tears in her eyes.

''Jeezzz, Chlo, it's going to be okay… Stop panicking…'' Beca said, a little annoyed by the behavior of her fiancée. She pulled her onto her lap and pressed her body to Chloe's. ''It's gonna be okay, baby,'' she whispered into her ear, hoping that her voice would calm her down a little bit. She ran her fingers through Chloe's silky red hair and kissed her temple lightly. After few minutes, she could feel that her fiancée was calmer. Her breathing was steady, and tears stopped running down her cheeks. Beca lowered her head onto Chloe's shoulder and took a deep breath, smelling Chloe's vanilla perfume.

''Thank you for coming with me,'' the redhead whispered and rested her hand on Beca's. After few seconds, she lifted her head, so now they were facing each other. They both started to slowly lean forward. When their noses touched, they both closed their eyes as well as the small distance between them. The kiss was softer than any other kisses they had shared. They moved at the same rhythm, reveling on the sweet taste of each other's mouths. When they broke the kiss, they rested their foreheads against each other. Beca softly kissed Chloe's lips one more time, like she was afraid that Chloe would walk away anytime.

''Take me home,'' the redhead whispered and looked lovingly into Beca's eyes.

''Not happening, Beale,'' Beca whispered back. "But you were close.'' Beca smirked and held Chloe closer to her body. Suddenly, they heard steps, and they saw a tall man in white, coming in their direction. ''Chloe Beale?'' he asked with a smile on his face as he approached them.

''That's me,'' Chloe answered and stood up, wiping tears from her face and reaching for his hand to shake. Beca stood next to her, also reaching for doctor's hand. "This is my girlfriend, Beca," Chloe added.

''Well, nice to meet you, girls. I'm Dr. Lucas Fletcher, but you girls can call me Luke,'' he said with a smile. He looked pretty young, but in fact, he was in his late fifties. He had dark short hair, brown eyes and he looked like an athlete.

''Okay, ladies, come in," Luke said and opened the doors to his office. They all came in, and Luke sat behind his desk, gesturing for the girls to take a sit in front of him. ''So, Chloe,'' he said and looked at the redhead. ''I can call you that, right?'' he asked, and she only nodded. ''Okay, let's see your results, shall we?'' he said, and opened Chloe files. Without a word, he read it. Chloe started panicking again, and Beca could see it clearly. She pushed her chair closer to Chloe's and wrapped her arm around her fiancées shoulders. With her other hand, she took Chloe's, rubbing circles on her palm. After few more minutes filled with nothing but silence, Luke looked up at them.

''Okay, sorry it took me so long. Chloe, I studied your results, and I think, we should do some extra tests. Your white blood cells are dangerously low, so we need to make sure it's nothing too bad. I'd also recommend an MRI. It'll help us to see if something is up. Actually, I can arrange it right now, but I doubt if your insurance will pay for it. I can schedule it for.. Hmm.. Monday?" he said and looked at girls.

''I can't. I have work '' Chloe said looking through the window, and Beca was gripping her hand a little too strongly.

''Ladies, I know it can be scary, but the faster we can do tests, the earlier we'll know,'' he said and stood up. He waited few seconds for any reaction, and finally, the brunette stood up, letting go of Chloe's arm and left the room without any words.

'' Okay, arrange it for Monday,'' Chloe said a few seconds later. After organizing everything Luke said to Chloe that she shouldn't think about it too much because it's probably nothing serious. Then, the redhead left. She had no idea where Beca could be, so she pulled her phone out of her bag and called her, but the brunette didn't answered. Chloe sighed heavily and walked to their car. When she finally came back home, she expected Beca to be there, but there was no sign of the girl. Chloe pulled her phone out again.

Chloe 11:13 ''Hey, Bree, you have a minute?'' Chloe send a message and sat on the couch, sighing heavily.

Aubrey 11:14 ' What's up?'' her best friend answered.

Chloe 11:14 ''Can you come over? Like.. Now?'' the redhead asked.

Aubrey 11:15 ''Yeah, sure. I'm finishing work, so I'll came by soon."

Chloe figured out that her friend must have finishing some meeting. She walked to the little bar and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. She took a big gulp and leaned back on the couch, enjoying the burning in her throat. When it suddenly stopped, she took another and another, and a few minutes later, everything turned black.

Later that afternoon

''Chloe!'' The redhead heard and felt a sting on her cheek. She opened her eyes and saw Aubrey standing in front of her with a bottle of whiskey, half empty. She could see that her friend was worried.

''Can you hear me?'' the blonde asked her friend and helped her sit up straight. Then she sat beside her.

''Don't talk so loud, Bree,'' Chloe mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

''What the hell, Chloe? I know I said I'll be sooner but I had to arrange another meeting.'' Aubrey said, looking at her friend.

''What times is it?'' Chloe asked looking at the table.

''It's almost 5 P.M.'' Aubrey answered. '' What happened Chlo?'' she added few seconds later.

''I think Beca left me,'' Chloe whispered, looking down at her hands. Her head was pounding, her eyes were puffy and she still could feel a burning sensation in her throat.

''What do you mean she left you?'' the blonde said, clearly surprised.

''I mean she left me. We were at the hospital, and my blood results were bad. I mean, not so bad, but the doctor wanted to make sure that everything is okay anyway… He said something about my white blood cells, and I felt Beca gripping my hand tight. I know why… But I didn't expected her to walk out just like that…'' Chloe said and started crying. ''She left me without a word.'' She sobbed. She couldn't even speak. She was definitely too upset and too drunk. She started breathing heavily, and she tried to reach a bottle from the table standing beside the couch.

''Chloe, stop,'' Aubrey said, placing her hands on the sides of the redhead's face, forcing their eyes to meet. ''Deep breaths,'' she encouraged. Luckily, her friend listened. ''Yes, just like that. In and out, just relax. I'm here, you're not alone, sweetie. Just breath.'' Chloe took a few more breaths and wiped some sweat from her forehead. She was still shaking.

''Sh.. She didn't say anything.'' She sobbed.

''But why did she leave?'' The blonde still couldn't understand what had happened between the two.

''I'm so fucked up. I thought that she actually loves me, Bree. But how can you love someone like me, huh? I'm ugly, I'm stupid… Tom was right! Everyone always leaves. They leave after I finally decide to give something, and then I'm just left here, with nothing!'' Chloe said, trying to stand up and failing miserably as she fell onto the floor before Aubrey could catch her.

''God, Chloe! You're okay?'' Aubrey said and earned some mumbling that she couldn't understand in response, so she helped her friend stand up instead of listening. ''You're drunk, honey. You need some sleep,'' she said softly and wrapped her hands around Chloe's waist, leading the wasted redhead to her bedroom. She pushed her onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.

''You need to sleep it off, honey,'' Aubrey said and reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind Chloe's ear.

''I need Beca,'' Chloe mumbled as her eyes drifted closed and she nuzzled into Beca's pillow. Aubrey left the room and went to the kitchen. With her finger nervously drumming against the countertop and her other hand firmly gripping a cup of coffee, Aubrey sat, staring at the clock. She had called Beca, letting her know what happened, and the brunette had said she would be back in half an hour. Suddenly, she heard doors opening, and she saw the brunette walking in. She stood up immediately and confronted her.

''What the hell, Beca?!'' she whispered screamed, as she didn't wanted to wake Chloe up.

''What've I done again?'' Beca said, surprised.

''Really? That's what you're going to say to me?'' Aubrey said furiously.

''Aubrey, I haven't done anything wrong. I just needed to get out of there.'' Beca sighed, walking past the blonde, and she sat on a chair beside the counter.

''Beca, you walked out on her! She was scared, and you just left her! If you wanted to hurt her, you could…'' Aubrey started, but she was cut off immediately.

''Aubrey! Hurting Chloe is the last thing I would ever want to do in my life. I love her too much, and when she was listening to this shit, my heart felt broken. I'm not going to screw this up. I'm going to do everything I can to make her happy,'' Beca said and looked at the blonde.

''You better do Mitchell because Chloe deserves the best.''

''I'll take care of her, I promise,'' Beca said, and Aubrey could see that she was sincere. She walked to her and hugged her. ''I'm going home. You should talk to her. But not now,'' Bree said and gathered her things from couch.

''Why not now?''

''She's wasted. She's sleeping.'' Aubrey sighed.

''She got wasted because of me?''

''Yes,'' Aubrey answered kind of coldly.

''Aubrey… She's hurting, and she's upset. And I can't fix it. I can't comfort her like she needs me to.'' Beca sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

''No, you can. And that's exactly what you are going to do,'' the blonde said and walked out of apartment.