Here's one that continues 'A Girlfriend for Christmas?' (Chapter 7). A couple of folks wanted to see more of what happens at Beca's mom's Christmas party with the girl she was fixing Beca up with. And, a Guest prompted, 'Could you do one where Chloe is jealous at a Christmas party. Some random girls flirt with Beca. Chloe tries not to kill her. WIth the help of Aubrey, Chloe finally tells Beca how she feels' [Beca and Chloe are already together in this fic, but I think the rest of the prompt is covered]. I've combined the two ideas and here's what I came up with. Hope you like it.
It was Christmas Eve and Beca was packing her car for the nearly four hour trip to Savannah. Chloe, her girlfriend (God she loved saying that) was still in the Bellas house and Beca went in to see what was taking so long.
"Come on Chloe," Beca yells up the stairs to her girlfriend. "I want to get there by 5:00 so we can help my mom set up for the party."
"I'm coming," Chloe said. "I just had to make sure all the windows were closed and nothing was left turned on. We're the only ones here and we'll be gone for 4 days."
"Did you get the bag with my mom's present in it for me?," Beca asked.
"Got it," Chloe says as she reaches Beca at the bottom of the stairs.
Beca grabs Chloe and gives her a kiss.
"Mmm, what was that for?," Chloe asked.
"Because I can," Beca said and kissed her again.
"As much as I'd love to stand here and keep doing this," Chloe said. "We really should be getting on the road."
"Fine," Beca said and grabbed a bag from Chloe to put in the car.
Beca finished loading the last of their bags in the car and climbed behind the wheel. She started the car and Chloe searched around until she found a station playing all Christmas music. Beca pulled off and their road trip began.
Traffic wasn't as heavy as Beca expected and she found her mind wandering. She mostly thought about Chloe. She could not believe how lucky she was. Chloe Freakin' Beale is her girlfriend! She can't get over saying it or thinking it. She stole a glance at the redhead sitting in the passenger seat, smiling and singing along to the Christmas songs playing on the radio. She loved to hear Chloe sing. She love to hear Chloe talk, laugh, even sigh. She just fucking loved everything about Chloe Beale. Everything!
They had been driving for about three hours when Chloe turned down the radio and looked at Beca.
"How much farther do we have?," Chloe asked.
"We're about twenty minutes away," Beca said. "Do you need to stop?"
"No," Chloe said taking Beca's hand in hers. "Just wondering."
Beca looked back toward the road and smiled.
"My mom is going to love you," Beca said.
"You think so?," Chloe asked. "I'm a little nervous to meet her."
"Well, you already met my dad," Beca said. "Meeting my mom will be a walk in the park and a lot less awkward."
"Yeah," Chloe said. "It was like he's never met one of his students outside the classroom before. Hey, will we have time to help your mom and freshen up before the party starts? I'd like to shower and change."
"Sure," Beca said. "The party doesn't start until 8:00. So, yeah, we'll have plenty of time."
Chloe turned the radio up and went back to singing along. Beca just kept smiling and thinking about her girlfriend. It was about 30 minutes later when Beca pulled into the driveway of her mother's house. She and Chloe both climbed out and stretched before getting their bags out of the back seat of the car. Beca led Chloe to the door and knocked. It was thrown open by an older looking, slightly taller version of Beca.
"Beca!," Sally Mitchell said and grabbed the girl into a hug. "I've missed you!"
"I've missed you, too, mom," Beca said hugging her back.
Sally pulled back from the hug and looked at Beca. She then looked over to Chloe and grabbed her into a hug.
"You must be, Chloe," Sally said. "Beca was right. You are gorgeous."
Beca blushed and Chloe smiled brightly.
"Thank you, Mrs. Mitchell," Chloe said.
"Oh, please, call me Sally."
"Thank you, Sally," Chloe said.
"Come in," Sally said. "Beca show Chloe up to your old room. I have to finish up some stuff in the kitchen. Come down once you're settled."
"We wanted to grab showers and change into something else for the party," Beca said. "So we might be a while."
"Oh, that's fine," Sally said. "Just come down when you're done. I'll put you to work."
"Okay," Beca said and led Chloe upstairs.
Beca took her shower first and Chloe unpacked and put their clothes away so they wouldn't be all wrinkled. Beca came out and Chloe gave her a quick kiss as she went into the bathroom. Beca found her outfit for the night and used the towel to dry off before she started getting dressed. She was rolling up the sleeves of her shirt when Chloe came out of the bathroom. She was rubbing a towel over her hair and another was wrapped around her. Beca's breath hitched in her throat. She turned her back on Chloe because she knew if that towel so much as shifted, she wouldn't be able to control herself. Chloe was adhering to her five date rule before they had sex. Beca was fine with that, but they've made out a few times and there was some above the waist groping and she was so ready to head south of the border. She took a deep breath and chanced a look over her shoulder. Chloe was bent at the waist blow drying her hair. Beca decided to use the bathroom to put on her makeup so she was out of the room while Chloe got dressed. Beca finished her makeup and came back into the bedroom.
Chloe was just finishing her makeup and Beca came up behind her and put her arms round Chloe's waist. Chloe leaned back into Beca and Beca kissed her cheek.
"You look very festive," Beca told her.
Chloe was wearing a red skirt with candy canes and a white short-sleeved button down shirt. Beca was wearing black slacks with a red long-sleeved button down shirt. Over the shirt she wore a black vest with little Santas all over it.
"So do you," Chloe said. "Are you ready?"
"Let's go," Beca said. "We can see what my mom needs help with."
Beca followed Chloe downstairs and her mother put them to work. It was close to 8:00 when the guests started arriving. There were only about 30 people milling about and Beca was looking for Chloe. She finally saw her in a corner talking to Beca's Aunt Rose. Chloe caught her eye and smiled at her. Beca smiled back. The doorbell rang and since Beca was closest she answered. Beca's eyes almost popped out of her head. There stood a beautiful blonde that Beca just stared at. The blonde stared back.
"Um, is this Sally Mitchell's house?," the blonde asked.
"Oh, um, yeah," Beca said coming to her senses. "I'm Beca. Sally's daughter."
"Oh, so you are Beca," the woman said. "My friends call me Kommissar. Your mother mentioned that we should meet. She thinks we will get along well."
"Um, what?," Beca said looking confused.
"Your mother she, how you say," the blonde said. "Fixed me up to be with you. You are even cuter than she described."
"Oh," Beca said. "Um, MOM!"
The blonde was a little shocked when Beca yelled.
"What's with all the yelling?," Sally said as she came to the door. "Oh, Kommissar. I'm so glad you could make it. Come in, come in. I see you've met my daughter."
"Yes, we were just making the acquaintance before you came," Kommissar said.
"I thought you would hit it off," Sally said. "Kommissar is the Captain of a German a capella group. They are pretty famous worldwide. What's your group called again?"
"Das Sound Machine," Kommissar tells her. "We're better known as DSM. Our group has won the a capella World Championship four times now. I have been a part of the last two."
"That's nice," Beca said.
"Your mother says you are in a capella as well," Kommissar says.
"Yes," Beca tells her. "I'm Captain of the Barden Bellas. We're the only all girl a capella group. But we don't have anyone has well put together as you."
Her mother's eyebrows raised as she looked at Beca. Beca blushed.
"Thank you," Kommissar says with a smile. "I like you already. Maybe we can put our mouths to some good use and sing together later."
"My mouth is ready when you are," Beca says and then blushes.
"Beca, can I speak with you in the kitchen?," Sally whispered to her. "Would you excuse us?"
"Of course," Kommissar says. "Talk to you later, Beca."
Sally took Beca by the arm and rushed her into the kitchen.
"You are being terribly rude," Beca said
"What would Chloe think of the way you're acting with Kommissar?," Sally said. "You were totally flirting with her. Why didn't you tell her you have a girlfriend?"
"I was not flirting with her," Beca said. "She was flirting with me."
"You were both flirting," Sally said. "I'll do what you should've done and tell her about your girlfriend, Chloe. Now go find Chloe and stop flirting with Kommissar."
Beca found Chloe and gave her quick hug. They were standing together just talking when Kommissar came over to them.
"There you are," Kommissar said to Beca. "I was wondering if you wanted to go somewhere and talk some more. Get to know each other better."
Chloe furrowed her brow and looked at Kommissar and then at Beca.
"You are," Beca said using her finger to point up and down at the blonde woman. "Physically flawless."
Chloe's mouth dropped open and she looked at Beca. Beca cringed at the look Chloe was giving her.
"I need a drink," Beca said and walked away.
Kommissar watched her walk away with a smile on her face. Chloe scoffed and went after Beca. She found her in the kitchen just standing at the counter.
"What the hell was that?," Chloe asked. "Who the hell was that?"
"That's Kommissar," Beca said not looking at Chloe. "That's the girl my mom wanted to set me up with. She's kind of intimidating."
"Is that what that was?," Chloe asked with her arms folded across her chest. "Telling her she is physically flawless was you being intimidated?"
"Yes," Beca said in a small voice.
"Unbelievable," Chloe said and stormed out of the kitchen.
"Fuck!," Beca says and leans her elbows on the counter and holds her head in her hands.
"What's wrong with you?," Sally asked.
"Chloe's mad at me," Beca said.
"Why?," Sally asked. "What did you do?"
"You haven't talked to Kommissar yet have you?," Beca asked.
"No," Sally said. "I've been playing hostess and haven't had a chance. Why?"
"She came over to me and Chloe," Beca said. "And asked me to go somewhere with her to talk some more, to get to know each other. And, I said she was physically flawless."
"So, you were flirting again with Kommissar, only this time in front of Chloe?," Sally said with a laugh. "I told you to behave and not flirt with Kommissar. No wonder Chloe's upset."
"Not really helping, mom," Beca said.
"I'm going to go find Kommissar and tell her to back off," Sally said. "Okay?"
"Thanks," Beca said.
Beca stayed in the kitchen for a few minutes and then went looking for Chloe. She stood in the doorway of the dining room looking into the living room, searching for Chloe.
"You are under the mistletoe," Kommissar said. "We should follow the tradition and kiss?"
"You wish," Beca said. "You gorgeous specimen, you. Oh, my God, what is wrong with me?"
"I was going to ask the same thing," Chloe says with a huff and walks away.
"Dammit," Beca said and started to go after her.
Kommissar gently grabs Beca by the wrist, stopping her. Beca looked up at her and reached her hand to remove Kommissar's hand.
"You're hands are so soft," Beca said in a daze before shaking her head and pulling away from Kommissar.
Beca couldn't find Chloe, so she went up to her bedroom and sat on her bed trying to calm her nerves. She ran her hands through her hair. She really didn't know why she was acting this way around Kommissar. Sure, she was attractive but she had Chloe. She had to find Chloe and apologize. Hopefully, Chloe will understand it was just her being her awkward self. Beca checked her hair and makeup before she left her room. She closed the door and when she turned around there was a dark haired woman standing there.
"Jesus, you scared me," Beca said.
"I'm sorry," the woman said. "I was just looking for the bathroom. Um, you're Sally's daughter, right? Beca or Becky."
"It's Beca," Beca said. "And, yes, I'm Sally's daughter. You are?"
"Oh," the woman said. "I am Lina, a friend of Kommissar. You like her? You like Kommissar? She thinks you're cute."
"Yes, no," Beca stammered. "I mean she's not my type."
"Oh," Lina said. "I think you are very attractive. Maybe I am, how you say, your type?"
Lina takes her hands and runs them across Beca's shoulders and starts moving them down her chest. Beca grabs her hands to stop her. That's when Chloe showed up to find Beca standing with her hands holding Lina's hands against her chest.
"Of course you show up right now," Beca says with a hint of frustration slightly pushing Lina away from her.
"Would you kindly take your hands off my girlfriend," Chloe tells Lina and pulls Beca to her.
"I am sorry," Lina says. "I was just looking for the bathroom."
"It's over there," Chloe told her pointing towards door for the bathroom.
Lina walks away giving a little wave and a wink to Beca. Chloe glares at her until she is out of sight.
"What is going on with you?," Chloe asks turning to face Beca. "I haven't spent more than ten minutes with you since the party started. And, when I do find you, you're complimenting that blonde bimbo or flirting with some other girl."
"I was so not flirting with that girl," Beca said. "And, you have no reason to be jealous. I love you and I only want you."
"I am not jealous," Chloe said. "I just don't like it when other women flirt with you. Especially, right in front of me. Have you told anyone other than your mother, that I'm your girlfriend?"
Beca shook her head no.
"So, while there was plenty of opportunities for you to compliment gigantor," Chloe said. "There was no such opportunity to let her know you were taken?"
"Every time I opened my mouth to tell her," Beca said defensively. "Some weird compliment would come out. I don't know why. She smells like cinammon. Do you think she smells like cinnamon?"
"I'm going back to the party," Chloe said. "I just can't with you right now."
Chloe left Beca standing outside her bedroom door. Beca banged her head against the door and stood there for a bit. Lina came out of the bathroom and ran a hand down Beca's arm as she passed by her.
"Oh, hey, Beca," Sally said from the stairs. "I was looking for you. We're doing Christmas karaoke. Come on down and sing with us."
Beca walks over to her mother and they head downstairs. Beca watches as her Uncle Mike sets everything up. Several people are looking through the music trying to decide what to sing. Beca sees Chloe and gives her a small smile. Chloe just looks at her and then looks away.
"Chloe's still mad at me," Beca tells her mother.
"I talked to Kommissar and she said she understood that you weren't available," Sally told her. "She likes you. She especially liked the awkward flirting you were doing and thinks you're cute, like a tiny mouse. Her words, not mine."
Beca just stares at her mother. The music starts up and three of her cousins screech their way through "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer". After a few more so-so versions of some of the Christmas Carol type songs, Lina gets up and the sounds of "Santa Baby" come through the speakers. Lina really gets into it and is really good. She winks at Beca while she's singing. Beca blushes and looks away. She sees Chloe glaring at her. Beca gives her a pout and mouths "I'm sorry." Chloe looks away from her and then gets up and picks a song to sing next. Beca looks at her mother.
"I don't think I'm going to like this," Beca says. "Why do I feel like we're about to hear "You're Mean One Mr. Grinch" being sung while I'm being glared at by my girlfriend?"
"Hush," Sally said with a laugh. "Chloe's up next."
Everyone claps for Lina and she blows Beca a kiss. Beca drops her head on her mother's shoulders.
"I am so dead," Beca said.
Beca's head pops up when she hears Mariah Carey's "All I Want For Christmas Is You" start up. She watches as Chloe starts singing and dancing. Chloe stares at Beca the whole time she's singing and then Beca goes and joins her in singing the song. They both stare into each other's eyes as they sing. The place erupts in applause when they finish the song.
"That's my girl," Beca yells above the noise as she also claps and whistles for Chloe.
"God, I love this girl," Beca thinks as Chloe pulls Beca into a searing kiss. They only break it when they hear a couple of people clearing their throats.
"Oh, sorry," Chloe said to everyone causing Beca to blush.
She grabs Beca by the hand and leads her into the kitchen. She then gives Beca an even more passionate kiss. They pull out of the kiss and Chloe is staring into Beca's eyes.
"That was so hot," Beca says catching her breath. "Can we count this party as a date? Because by my count that would make this date number five."
"We could," Chloe said. "But, nothing is happening tonight. When we do finally do it, it's going to be a night where I am the only person on your mind. Not those German bimbos that you can't have a normal conversation with without flirting. I want to know that you're all hot and bothered because of me, and only me."
"I love you," Beca said.
"I love you, too," Chloe said. "And, after singing that song to each other, everyone here now knows you're mine."
"No more Christmas jelly?," Beca says with a smile.
"No more Christmas jelly," Chloe said. "Although for the record, I was so not jelly."
