A/N: Hey guys! I know this is kind of short but I just wanted to get this moment out there. Thanks for sticking with this. Keep letting me know what you think! Your reviews are motivating!

Beca absentmindedly traced patterns in the countertop beneath her fingers. It was late. She was the only one still awake going over the events of the day in her head. After Chloe had found Stacie, they had all eventually returned to the clearing. The group had insisted that they could keep looking, but CR made it clear that she wouldn't stand for going at this without a game plan. Eventually everyone agreed that they would do both Aubrey and Jessica more good if they continued to the cabin and got their bearings. They would be able to come up with a better plan once they all knew Aubrey was safe. And of course they needed to figure out just how the Il Popolo found them.

Stark heard a creek on the stairs warning her that she was no longer the only one awake in the house. She looked over her shoulder to see Chloe walking down the stairs. Of course. When Chloe noticed her in the kitchen she jumped, obviously not expecting to see anyone else awake.

"I'm just... thirsty," she explained in an almost whisper. Beca nodded and turned back towards the window. She heard Chloe shuffle around in the kitchen behind her before she appeared by her side with a glass of water in hand. They stood in silence watching the snow fall outside.

Had they not been one team member down, Beca could almost lose herself in the idea that this would be a beautiful vacation spot. The floor plan was large and open, with the kitchen and living room separated by only the counter. Large bay windows that looked out over snowy treetops made the living room feel even more open. All if the bedrooms, where everyone else was currently asleep, were tucked away upstairs. Chloe and Beca were completely alone for the second time that day.

"This is almost romantic," Beca broke the silence.

"Stop," Chloe ordered. The sharpness in Chloe's tone killed whatever sarcastic reply Beca could have come up with. She sounded genuinely annoyed. "You have to stop doing this. If it hadn't been for us then Jessica would still be here." Beca scoffed before she could stop herself, causing Chloe to look at her in disbelief. "Do you even care that she's missing?"

"Quit being so dramatic," Beca replied, "Believe it or not I would much rather have Captain Patriot Pants sawing logs peacefully upstairs so I didn't have to think about saving her ass. We might argue all the time but believe it or not that's how some people get along."

"If you had just listened to me when I asked you to stop flirting_," Chloe argued.

"Don't put this on me Spider-girl," Beca interrupted, "Should I have been keeping watch? Yes. But there were other members of this superhero squad that were there. We failed as a team. Whatever attraction we have for each other had nothing to do with it."

"You mean the attraction you think you have for me?" Chloe clarified.

"Are you saying I'm in this alone?" Beca questioned.

"I'm saying you're not in this at all. And I refuse to fall into anything that's one sided." Beca stared at her in confusion. "If I give into you this will just be a fling Becs. I know I act all tough like I can resist you but I'm a superhero that sometimes thinks like a little girl. I need you to stop. Or I won't be able to help my friend."

Beca could hear the wheels in her head come to a screeching halt. Her naturally instincts were screaming at her to say something witty or flirty. Beca Stark only did flings. And a fling wouldn't care about Chloe's vulnerable feelings. She opened her mouth out of habit and shut it again when no quick remark came to mind.

"Ok," she finally said.

"Ok," Chloe repeated.

They returned to silently staring out the window until a creaking stair signal another body in the room. "Why am I not surprised?" Aubrey's annoyed voice followed the not so subtle creak.

"Great," Beca huffed, "Of course you're here right now."

"I think we need it have a talk Beca," Aubrey ordered as she joined the two at the counter.

"No," Chloe cut in, trying to head off the inevitable argument, "No talks."

"The talk has already been had," Beca commented.

"Has it?" Aubrey looked to Chloe for confirmation.

"It has," Chloe assured her.

"And?"

"No flings," Beca stated, "I got it."