A/N: I almost forgot how much I have been missing writing fluffy Bechloe interaction, I haven't written it in so long, too long really. In this chapter they finally get to go on another date, I do hope you'll enjoy it. I just want to give a big thank you again to everyone who has been reading and following this story. Thank you for your patience with the updates, I would love to update more often but sadly there's only so much time in a week. As always your feedback is greatly appreciated so I would love to hear your thoughts on this story whether you leave a review or comment, or send me a Tumblr message (shesamarshmallow). It helps as a writer to find out what you're doing well or not so well, and it helps to write future chapters to hear the reader's thoughts on a story. So thank you if you do leave feedback, it is much appreciated.

Chloe ran her fingers through her red curls once more as she stood in front of the mirror staring. She had been getting ready for her date for over an hour and a half. First she had to pick out the right shirt; one that was a dark shade of purple, Beca's favourite colour. After that she debated between jeans or a pair of slacks, either could go with her top but Beca would probably be dressed more casual so jeans won out. Next she had to accessorize perfectly; the necklace Beca had given her for her birthday back at Barden hung from her neck. It was a beautiful butterfly on a silver chain, colourful jewels shining from the corners of its wings. Chloe still remembered the birthday she had received it; after a big bash thrown by the Bellas Chloe found herself sitting down on the bed in Beca's dorm room.

"I almost forgot, I got you a gift," Beca revealed excitedly, ruffling through her top drawer.

"You didn't have to do that Becs, being friends with you is gift enough."

"You're really cheesy when you're drunk aren't you?" the brunette teased her friend.

"I'm not drunk actually; I like to stay sober on my birthdays so I'll always remember how awesome my friends are."

Beca chuckled lightly, of course Chloe would think that way. She thought back to the evening's events and realized that she actually had only seen Chloe with one drink all night. Perhaps she had assumed in her own slightly inebriated state that the red head had gotten refills, but maybe it was just the same glass all night long. Looking at the red head now she was well aware of her surroundings and wasn't slurring her words. At least one of them had a clear mind.

"Uh…well, here it is," Beca said finally, placing a small gift bag in her friend's hands.

Chloe pulled out the piece of tissue paper and took the gift in her hand. She flipped the shiny silver piece over and over in her palm.

"How did you know I love butterflies?"

"Lucky guess?" Beca tried, knowing it probably wouldn't fly. Chloe smiled at her and waited for her real answer.

"Actually, I asked Aubrey…and Tom," the brunette hesitated before adding the second name. She had felt slightly awkward about asking the redhead's boyfriend for birthday gift tips, but had done it anyway wanting to get her friend something she'd really love.

"Tom and I went to a butterfly conservatory on one of our first dates," she explained, "they were all so gorgeous."

"He's good to you isn't he?"

"Very good," Chloe smiled, in that instant pulling away from their slightly too close for comfort position on the younger girl's bed.

"Well," Beca coughed, changing the subject, "I hope you like the necklace."

"I do, it's lovely. Thank you Beca."

"Happy Birthday Chloe."

Chloe slipped the butterfly necklace around her neck, still admiring the way it glistened even in the dimly lit bedroom.

Chloe swore when she heard a knock at the door just as she finished adjusting her outfit. She had been hoping to start on dinner before Beca's arrival so that they could sit in the living room together as it cooked. Chloe made her way to the front door of her house smiling wide as she opened it to reveal her date. There stood Beca in, as Chloe had predicted a pair of jeans and a green top; Chloe's favourite colour. Beca smiled back at her and held out the bottle of wine she had brought. Chloe read the label as Beca handed it to her; another one of her favourites. They stood there for a few more moments, Beca staring at the red head expectantly.

"May I come in?" Beca asked, grinning.

"Oh…uh yeah, please come in," Chloe moved out of the way for her date.

"So," Beca took a deep breath, "I don't know what you had planned for dinner but I hope the wine will go with it. I know it's your favourite."

"It is, and I think it will go well with the pasta I am going to cook for you."

"Great. Do you want some help making dinner? I'm not great in the kitchen but I bet I could stir really well or something."

"No, no. I want to cook for you. You could sit at the island though; I would love some company while I cook."

"Gladly," Beca smiled, following the red head into the kitchen.

As they walked through the house Beca couldn't help but glance around. The place was big, but not too big that it was like a stark mansion. It was perfect really, very homey. When they reached the kitchen towards the back of the house she could see out into the backyard. Beca could see that the yard was home to a swing set and a slide in the back corner, as well as the half-finished tree house Chloe had mentioned that Tom was building.

"Your house is gorgeous," the brunette remarked.

"Thanks," Chloe wasn't sure what else to say to that.

"So, you've lived here for a while?"

"Almost 9 years. It's near Tom's parents place and the kid's school, it's nice."

Beca watched as Chloe prepared their meal. It was interesting to see her friend being all domestic. Beca had never known the woman to cook in their years at Barden, but time changes so much. One husband and three kids later and Beca figured the red head learned to cook out of necessity. The brunette admired how adorable the other woman looked in the pink tea pot apron she was sporting. She watched as she stirred and watched and checked on their meal. She was sure the intention had been for the two of them to talk as Chloe cooked, but she was so focused that Beca hated to distract her.

"I can set the table," Beca spoke up when she could tell things were almost ready.

"Already done," Chloe said, gesturing towards the dining room. "I'll meet you in there, go ahead."

As Beca walked into the room she could see that two places across from each other had been set at the large table. There were also some candles laid out, just begging to be lit. Beca picked up the matches off the red tablecloth and lit the candles, dimming the lights in the room to complete the effect. She stood waiting for Chloe to join her. When the red head turned the corner and entered the room finally she laid down two plates on the table.

"M'lady," Beca said smiling, pulling out Chloe's chair for her.

"Why thank you, you're so sweet. I hope you like it, I know you like pasta so I figured it was a good choice. I just wasn't sure if you'd enjoy the mushrooms and zucchini."

"I like mushrooms and zucchini," Beca reassured her, "and this looks delicious. Thank you."

The women sat and talked as they enjoyed what did turn out to be a delicious meal cooked by Chloe. They found themselves doing a lot of reminiscing which Beca was thankful kept the conversation flowing smoothly. When they talked about their time at Barden, or any of the good times they had together there were no awkward silences. As they talked and ate Beca found out that Chloe knew quite a bit more than she had previously revealed about their former friends from the Bellas. She had obviously had quite a bit of contact with them all over the years, not just her best friend Aubrey. Beca's mind wandered as she was filled in about all of the goings on in Stacie's life to a place she wasn't sure she wanted it to go. Why had Chloe kept in touch with every other Bella and not her? The question was on the tip of her tongue, but before she could ask it Chloe answered it for her.

"I wanted us to be more than friends back then."

Beca was almost stunned by the sudden revelation, her mind stuck and unwilling to let her join the conversation just yet.

"I liked you, or really if I'm being truthful I loved you and I wanted to go out with you. You were with Jesse though and I was with Tom. When I graduated and moved away I still wanted to be with you. I regretted not telling you every day. Eventually it just became too hard, too painful to keep in touch. Tom wanted to move forward with our relationship, and that was easy. I just couldn't marry him and still try and be friends with you when I knew I wanted to be your everything, not just your friend."

Beca stared as Chloe wiped a tear from the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For kissing Jesse when I should have kissed you. I guess on some level I always knew that there was, or there could be something between us but I ignored it. Maybe if I kissed you we wouldn't have missed so much time together."

Chloe reached her hand across the table and took the brunette's hand in hers, looking deep into her steel blue eyes.

"We are together now, that's all that matters."

Beca smiled at Chloe, returning the reassuring squeeze Chloe had given her hand moments earlier.

"Yeah, we are together now."

"How about I do these dishes and then we can go sit in the living room. Do you still hate movies?"

"I do, very much so. I'm probably behind though; I've only watched maybe 3 movies total in the years since I left Jesse. Whatever you want to watch is fine with me though."

Beca helped Chloe carry their dishes back into the kitchen. She dried them as the red head insisted on doing the washing herself. As she dried each dish Beca awkwardly looked around for the proper cupboard to place the item in. Chloe just laughed, offering no help as Beca looked incredibly cute trying to put everything in its proper place. With just the two of them there weren't many dishes to do and soon enough the kitchen was back to its former pristine state. As Chloe turned to lead the two of them into her living room she couldn't help but notice that Beca was laughing at her.

"What?" Chloe said almost defensively, quirking her eyebrow.

"Nothing," Beca snickered lightly.

"Obviously you find something very amusing, are you going to tell me or am I going to have to force it out of you?" Chloe said playfully.

Beca was still silent, but now she was curious about Chloe's intentions.

"Fine, have it your way," Chloe warned, smiling all the while.

The red head wrapped her arms around Beca, leaning in slightly and then catching Beca off guard. Beca shrieked as Chloe's hands trailed along her abdomen, tickling her mercilessly.

"Stop…stop..." Beca pleaded breathlessly between giggles, "I'll tell you."

"I told you I could force it out of you," Chloe smirked.

"You just have some soap bubbles on your nose," Beca informed her, reaching a hand up to wipe the bubbles away gently.

"Well thank you. You have something on your nose too though."

"What's that?" Beca asked curiously.

It was then that Chloe leaned forward to give Beca a peck on the nose.

"Nothing, I just wanted an excuse to kiss you."

"You could have just done it."

"I'll keep that in mind."

In the blink of an eye Beca caught Chloe off guard this time, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. Relief washed over her when the red head smiled as she pulled away, a much better reaction than the first time Beca had kissed her.

"Aren't we brave these days? No excuses necessary."

"I just want to stop wasting time and do the things in life that I really want to be doing."

"Like kissing me?"

"Like kissing you," Beca confirmed.

Chloe took Beca's hand in hers and lead them finally to the living room. As the brunette sat down on the couch Chloe moved towards the shelf containing all of her DVDs. She was sure neither of them really cared what movie she put on as long as they were together, but still she considered her choices. She could put on a cheesy chick flick and hope Beca would at least find it amusing, or she could put on a drama but she wasn't sure she could pay a film like that the attention it needed tonight. Definitely a chick flick Chloe thought pulling out a DVD case from the shelf and popping the disc in her player.

"This one is pretty funny," Chloe informed her date, putting an arm around the brunette as they settled in and got comfortable on the couch.

As the two women sat and watched Chloe found herself having to resist the urge to watch Beca more than the movie. She smiled when she saw that Beca was actually laughing and seemed to be enjoying her choice. Half way through the movie she found her fingers twisting around and playing with Beca's hair.

"Enjoying yourself?" Beca inquired, turning away from the television to address the red head.

"I am, how about you?"

"I am too, this movie isn't so bad and the company is great. Who knew a movie date could actually be so enjoyable?"

Beca adjusted her head slightly, moving in closer to the red head, kissing her jaw gently. "This is nice."

As they settled back down, watching the movie once more Chloe rested her head on Beca's shoulder. The closeness they shared in the moment comforted both women. It felt right just to lay there with Beca in peace, just enjoying one another's company. Moments later though the two were jarred from their comfortable silence by the incessant ringing of Chloe's cell phone.

"Sorry," Chloe said mildly irritated, "I have to take this, it's Tom."

Chloe grabbed her phone and made her way out into the hall way to take the call. She supposed she could have just answered in the living room, but she didn't want to do anything that would make the brunette uncomfortable.

"Hi Tom, what's up?"

Chloe's question was met with a sigh, and she could tell something was wrong by the crying she could hear clearly in the background.

"Alyson won't stop crying, she wants you. Can you talk to her?"

"Of course, give her the phone."

All Chloe heard when Tom passed over the phone was sniffing and whimpering in the receiver.

"Aly baby, it's mama, what's wrong?"

"I…sniff…I miss…sniff…you. I…sniff…I want to see you," that was all the little girl managed to get out before she started wailing loudly again.

"Aww baby girl I'm right here, do you want me to sing to you?"

Aly shook her head, she was only four and it probably just slipped her mind that her mother couldn't see her reaction.

"I want a hug," the child cried into the phone. Tom had been trying in vain to calm her down with hugs for over an hour but nothing would work, she just wanted her mother.

"Okay baby, can you give the phone back to daddy?"

Aly handed her father back his cellphone and Chloe could hear that her daughter was still whimpering lightly in the background. Her heart broke for her little girl and she hated that she wasn't there to calm her down.

"I'm going to come and get her and bring her home. The party was this afternoon right?"

"Yeah the party is over. Aren't you on a date though?"

"Don't worry about that. I will come and get Aly and bring her home and you, Adley and Adrienne can stay for the rest of your visit."

"Thanks Chloe, we'll meet you out front in twenty minutes."

As Chloe had mentioned to Beca earlier they lived fairly close to Tom's parent's house. She could be over there in less than half an hour to get her daughter.

"Hey, I'm back. Sorry about that."

"Is everything okay?" Beca could see by the look in Chloe's eyes that she was concerned.

"Aly is just a little upset is all, she misses me. I'm going to go over there and pick her up. Tom, Adley and Adrienne are going to stay for the rest of the weekend."

"Oh okay," Beca said, hiding her disappointment that their date was about to be cut short. "Well, I had a nice time tonight."

"You could stay you know. I won't be long picking her up and I'll be putting her to bed shortly after we get back. We could watch another movie."

"I'd love to, but I shouldn't," Beca stood now and moved toward the redhead who stood in the doorway. "Go get Aly and hang out with her tonight. We will see each other again, I promise."

"Well, as long as you promise," Chloe started, leaning in close and closing the gap between her and Beca. Chloe pressed her lips to Beca's gently before throwing her arms around the brunette's neck, pulling her in and deepening their embrace.

"How does a date on Friday night sound?" Beca asked, almost out of breath after the intense kiss they had just shared.

"Friday night is good. Was there anything in particular you wanted to do?"

"There's actually a really good local band playing a set at a bar downtown, I was hoping you would like to join me."

"I'd love to."

"It's a date then."

With the plans for their next date set Beca reluctantly made her way to the front door, Chloe right behind her. As they walked towards their respective cars neither of them actually wanted the date to end, but both of them knew it had to. Chloe really needed to get over to Tom's parent's house before it was too late, and she wanted to make sure Aly was okay. Beca knew it was too soon for her to be meeting any of Chloe's kids. She had enjoyed their night together and was very much looking forward to Friday night but that she just wasn't ready for. She was just starting to get to know Chloe all over again, everything that came with that, getting to know Chloe's family and her life now would come later. Both women knew that was how it needed to be, even if neither of them would say it out loud. They needed to be completely reacquainted first, they needed to be sure that this was it for them; and both of them hoped it was.

Chloe gave Beca a peck on the cheek and wished her a good night before getting into her car and watching in the rear view mirror as Beca drove away from her house. Chloe could feel the very familiar feeling of butterflies in her stomach as she thought about their wonderful night together and the next night they would see each other. Her relationship with Beca made her feel nervous but ecstatic at the same time, the feeling was slightly overwhelming yet oddly perfect. She had waited so long to feel this way again, the way she felt whenever she was around Beca in University; now that the feeling had returned, she didn't want to let it go. Chloe turned on the stereo in the car as she pulled out of her drive way on her way to the Riley's house. She laughed before beginning to sing along with the lyrics to "I Saw The Sign," Aubrey must have left her Ace of Base CD in Chloe's car again. It was amazing that after so much time the two of them still listened to it so often, there were just so many memories attached to it. So many good memories that Chloe could only hope they would be adding to soon.