A/N: Okay, this chapter has been changed slightly and because it didn't save properly I don't have any previous A/N's to delete or add to for this chapter. I have just added to it with details and so it makes more sense, if you have read the next chapter and are coming back to it then that will make more sense. This chapter is a little longer now, I have babbled on and explained my reasons for the mistakes in the next chapter so I won't repeat it. No point in apoolgising how this chapter was late because either you are reading it for the first time, so to you it isn't late, or it's the second time your reading it so I have technically already apologised when you read it the first time. Any way, I hope you enjoy it which ever it is.

So, on with the next chapter...

Chapter 20

They had reached the part where the Trebles had won the finals their second year at Barden when the other groups had arrived back. The youngest generation had really gotten emotionally involved in the story and looked quite heartbroken at the events. She wasn't sure how they were going to take what happened next but she was glad for the distraction the other s arriving back bought. She jumped up off the log. And immediately fell back on the log with a cry of pain. Jesse chuckled before standing up and helping her up too.
"Maybe you should stay here and coordinate from your seat." He suggested. As much as she hated it she had agree. She was the only one really speaking to both sides and she couldn't really move or stand alone right now.
"Yeah, I suppose your right." She reluctantly agreed, sitting back down.
"You just admitted I'm right, can I have that in writing?" He teased.
"Don't push it." She warned. He put his hands up in surrender before asking her for instructions to help out. It didn't take long before everyone was set to work. Some were erecting tents while others were working on a fire and a small group were trying to find a way to get Tom and Darcy out. One of the doctors had slid down the gap and was now giving her a checked up. Beca sat there feeling useless as she couldn't get up and help. She started to reminisce again.

Third Year at Barden
After the Bellas had almost lost their house and just managed to avert disaster at last minute due to Beca's dad they all decided it was time to strike back. Finals were fast approaching and the Bellas wanted to get them back then. Their plan at the semi-finals had failed but they weren't planning on failing this time. Still, it would seem a hollow victory if the Trebles weren't there for the Bellas to beat but that didn't mean they couldn't cause them problems and delay their arrival.

As they set off in their buses the Bellas prepared to set their plan into motion. As the Trebles pulled up for gas the Bellas stopped just around the corner out of sight. Beca and Amy got off and crept up to the Treble bus. Once they got there undetected Fat Amy set to loosening the cap on the tire. They heard the air starting to hiss out slowly and knew their job was done. They crept back to their bus and watched as the Trebles set off.

The Bellas followed them, after about ha lf an hour they watched the Treble bus pull over at the side of the road. The Bellas stopped behind them and watched as the bus emptied. Slowly they all seemed to come to the conclusion that they had a flat fire and they, due to the lack of a spare, weren't going anywhere in their bus. As the Trebles finished coming to this revelation they turned to see the Bellas in a bus behind them. Jesse and Unicycle along with a few other Trebles approached the Bellas' bus. The Bellas opened the door and Beca and Fat Amy stood in the door way.
"What's wrong? Flat tire?" Amy asked them mockingly. "Do you need a lift? Too bad, maybe you should have thought of that before!" She called as she got into the driver's seat and started to drive away.
"Sorry honey, love you!" Beca added as they started to move. They all watched as the Trebles started shouting and gesturing to them as they disappeared into the distance.

It had taken an extra hour after the Bellas had arrived for the Trebles to finally reach Lincoln Centre for the finals. The Bellas had started to worry that the Trebles weren't going to make it. As much as they liked the idea of how it would get the Trebles back. It would definitely upset them; maybe even destroy some of them. But at the same time the Bellas would feel a little cheated to know that they had won more by forfeit than by actual talent. By the time the Trebles did arrive they were already being called to the stage. The relief they all felt at the sight of the Trebles getting off their new bus, looking irritatingly ready, and heading straight on stage, still looking annoyingly perfect as though they weren't late at all, had not stopped the Bellas throwing their customary welcome insults. By the time the Trebles had started their performance the Bellas had revoked their wish that the Trebles would show up. The commentators actually complimented them on being 'fashionably late' and the fans were so desperate to see them and afraid that they weren't going to make it that they only cheered even louder. Still, once the Trebles got off the stage their foul moods became apparent and the Bellas got the satisfaction of knowing that they were the cause and that their plan hadn't really failed. Although the Trebles were still annoyingly obnoxious about how they had got away with being late.

Both groups had put on a great performance but when the announcers had come present the winners it had been the Bellas first and the Trebles second; something the Bellas didn't cease to throw in the Trebles' faces. All around Beca the Bellas were celebrating and cheering as they headed up onto the stage to collect their trophy. Beca was experiencing something else and as she locked eyes with Jesse she felt even worse. As she watched them all celebrating she managed to name the feeling; empty, she felt strangely empty.

Soon all the tents were assembled and a fire was burning in the centre of the circle of logs. The doctors had decided that Darcy was in no immediate danger but that she needed to get out of the cave and warm up. They all decided the best way to get her out was for them to get out first and try to pull her out. Tom would be the last out and follow her up. They all climbed out helping Darcy up. Tom held her hand until he had to let go and then climbed up after her. Once were both out at the top they embraced each other and all the other young Bellas and Trebles swarmed around them.

As Beca watched them she felt a presence sit down beside her.

"So, how long before they find us?" Chloe asked in her usual cheery voice.

"You mean if they realise we're gone." Beca corrected her.

"Of course they'll realise, they probably won't find us until morning but remember this camping trip was Bellas and Trebles only. All partners and spouses had to stay behind. They will notice us missing. Don't worry Beca. I'm more worried about whether you will be able to do the routine tomorrow night or not."

"WHAT?"

"Oops. I shouldn't have let that slip. See you later Beca!" Chloe called back t o her as she jumped up and walked away before Beca could respond and ask her questions.

Once Darcy was cleared to be left in Tom's care one of the doctors came over to Beca again.

"How about I see if I can do something about your leg so maybe you can stand up on your own?" He said as he sat down beside her where Chloe had been moments before. Beca recognised the doctor tone he was using, she hated it but she held her tongue as she really did want his help.

"Sure, that would be great, see what you can do." She said, trying to keep the irritation out of her voice. As he started to work on her ankle Beca, with little else to do while she waited, started to think back to her talk with Benji after finals.

Third Year at Barden

All the Bellas and Trebles had gotten rooms in a hotel for the night so after the ICCA's were over they had all headed back to the hotel to party. They were all partying in one of the rooms on the ground level of the hotel. Beca had been dragged along to the party with everyone else but as soon as she had got inside she had promptly decided she didn't feel like celebrating or just partying as was the case for the Trebles. She had made an excuse about not feeling well to Fat Amy, who had been about to protest before she spotted something behind Beca and decided against it, then bailed on the party. Fat Amy had given her a look but had not said anything about it. Her choice had been cemented when she saw what Amy had seen; Jesse dancing with another girl that she didn't recognise, she guessed he had picked her up at the finals. It amazed her how the Trebles' fans still outnumbered theirs but she a guessed the Trebles' fans weren't only fans of their voices.

As Beca made her way to the elevator to head towards her room she noticed someone following her up. She turned to see Benji also heading up to his room.

"Hey," she waved as he approached and she held the doors for him. They didn't speak during the short ride up to their floor; all the Bellas and Trebles had rooms on the same one, apart from the one they were partying in. Once the door opened she headed straight to her room, as she reached it she turned and gave Benji a forced smile and nodded to him, she wasn't sure what exactly it meant but he seemed to understand because when she opened her door he followed her in. She never had to ask him he just always already knew. Perhaps it was because she spoke to him, acknowledged him, she didn't know. He closed the door behind him and made his way over to her. Immediately she collapsed in his arms as they folded around her.

"I'm sorry. I know you saw him down there with her. She's just some random girl. He loves you still you know not her. I don't know if that helps but..." he trailed off.

"It does. Sort of." She said, almost to herself before the tears started to fall.

"I guess it didn't help then."

"No. We won and it didn't change a thing. I still feel just as empty as ever. Maybe even more so." She admitted. He nodded.

"They always say winning means nothing unless you have someone to share it with."

"I still think I would feel worse if we lost."

"Okay." Benji did nothing more than acknowledge her answer. She hadn't learnt just yet but he knew she would someday. "How about you get ready for bed and I'll make us a hot chocolate?" He suggested. Beca stepped out of his embrace and nodded then she wiped her tears and took her clothes into the bathroom to get ready for bed. When she came out Benji was waiting with two mugs of hot chocolate. Beca settled in her bed and they drank their hot chocolate in a comfortable silence. Once they had finished and Beca was settled in her bed Benji got up to leave. As he reached her door he turned to her.

"You have to let him go Beca. It's not fair."

"I know. I just don't think I can. I don't know how." She whispered back. He just nodded and left the room. She hoped no one noticed, it wouldn't go down well and she couldn't explain why he was there.

She wasn't sure how long she had been doing it but when she came back to the present he had finished with her leg.

"That should do it, you should be able to stand up on your own now, you should still need help walking and you still need to rest it but at least you're not totally dependent on someone else now." He explained. She nodded,

"Thanks." He seemed to take her one word answer as a dismissal, which it sort of was, and nodded in return before he stood up and walked off to find out what everyone else was doing.

Soon everyone had finished their jobs and gathered round the fire; then they turned to Beca.

"So what do we do now?" someone asked, looking to her for instructions as she had been the one in charge so far.

"Don't ask her. She doesn't like fun things." A voice said as its owner settled themselves on the seat beside her. She glared at him, silently thankful that he had bought that question away from her, not that she would ever let him know that.

"I know! How about we all sing a song that reflects a period of our lives since we joined the Bellas or Trebles. We can pick our own group to put in the music depending on the song and who suits it." Chloe suggested. Beca was thankful that someone else had taken over for her, she had led the Bellas for just over three years and it had been quite exhausting, she didn't really want that position back now with 60 Bellas and Trebles. Everyone looked a little sceptical. "It's what we were supposed to do anyway." She added. After some grumbling everyone finally agreed, it didn't seem like the worst idea in the world and besides; what else were they going to do?

Okay, As you may notice if you're rereading it's about an extra 500 words longer and now that bit in the next chapter isn't quite so random. I did write half this chapter the first time in a pub and I haven't really changed much so it may not be my best work, when I said I was going before I meant we were literally about to leave the pub and we were just drinking up and putting coats on so I had to rush the notes and quickly get the chapter uploaded. On the brightside I think the alcohol kept me from getting cold on the walk back to the boat because it was freezing on the walk to the pub. Just so you know I am 18 and I live in the UK so it is legal. I've really babbled pointlessly again. Right feel free to let me know what you think I know it isn't the newest chapter but still. I just haven't been in a writing mood lately, but oh well I still write regardless coz I know how much waiting kills me, so... Alright, I hope you enjoyed it, Let me know what you think. Also do you think the Bellas should find out Beca has lied to them, as in earlier today, about keeping the lie or not? I'm not sure. And now, see you in the next chapter. (Or the one after?) (*smiles*)