Guest prompt: Can you do one where Beca is recently deaf and she hates everything and everyone. She never had a great Christmas and now it's even worse she is deaf. Chloe tries to cheer her up. A lot of angst but with a fluffy ending please.

NOTE: Text listed in bold capital letters are notes that are written for Beca. The text will look lik this [EXAMPLE].


Beca Mitchell is angrily walking down the sidewalk, heading back to her office at the recording studio.

"Un-fucking-believable," Beca mumbles to herself. "As if I don't have enough to worry about."

At least she thinks she mumbled it. People are looking at her like she was crazy.

"What are you looking at?," she says not realizing she is actually yelling.

People make a wide berth around her as she stomps angrily down the busy L.A. sidewalk. Beca swipes at a tear she feels sliding down her cheek. She had been having trouble with her ears for weeks. She was at the point where she couldn't hear anything. She thought it was temporary but, according to the audiologist she just saw, it was permanent.

She made it back to her office at BMitch Music and yelled "Hold all my calls" to her Assistant as she walked past her desk. She slammed her door and threw herself into her chair.

Since she couldn't hear anything, so the doctor had written everything down for her. She pulled out the notes he made for her and started reading. She skimmed over most of the words and picked out what she thought were the highlights.

sensorineural hearing loss - damaged sensory cells in the cochlea; usually permanent; known as nerve deafness

"Well, isn't that just fucking great," Beca thinks sarcastically to herself. "A grammy winning music producer who can't hear. They'll be lining up around the block."

She scanned more of the doctor's notes.

profound nerve deafness - cochlear implants often a solution

She wasn't going to wear something that makes her look like some kind of a robot. She threw the notes in her bag and gathered up her stuff. She walked out the door, telling her Assistant she was leaving for the day. Her Assistant was calling after her but Beca didn't hear her and kept walking until she was in the garage. Luckily, she had a driver so she didn't have to worry about driving herself home.

James, her driver, opened the door for her. He was aware that she had been having some troubles with her ears and waited for her to tell him where they were going.

"Take me home," Beca said louder than normal.

James nodded to acknowledge he heard her and drove out of the garage. Beca only lived twenty minutes from the studio. James pulled into the driveway and stopped the car. Beca jumped out before he could get out to open her door. Beca hurried into her house and James pulled the car into the garage for the night. He then got into his own car and went home, knowing he wouldn't be needed any more that day.

Beca entered the house and went straight to the bar next to her kitchen. She pulled out a bottle of tequila and a shot glass. She downed a shot. And then another. And then another. She poured a fourth but decided she should text Chloe before she got drunk.

Beca [5:12 pm]: Got test results today. Can you come over?

Chloe [8:33 pm]: Sorry I'm just getting to this. Went out to dinner with Brey and Stacie. We're on our way to yours. Everything okay?

"It's been 10 minutes," Chloe said sounding worried. "She hasn't answered. She always answers."

"Maybe she's in the shower or something," Stacie said.

"I guess," Chloe said.

"Don't worry, Chlo," Aubrey said. "We'll be there in less than 10 minutes."

"I'm going to call her," Chloe said.

She rang Beca's number and got her voicemail. She left a message saying they were on their way. Ten minutes later, the three women arrive at Beca's. Stacie rings the bell and they wait. There's no answer so Stacie rings the bell and knocks on the door. Still no answer after a few minutes.

"Are you sure she's even home?," Aubrey asked.

"The lights are all on," Chloe said. "I've got the key she gave me for emergencies. I'm going to go in and check on her."

"You're not going in alone," Aubrey said. "We're coming in with you."

Chloe opens the door and calls out for Beca as she looks around.

"We'll check upstairs," Stacie says and she and Aubrey head to the stairs.

Chloe walks through the living room and calls Beca's name again. She then goes into the kitchen. She looks to the right and sees Beca standing with her back to her. She sees her put a bottle of tequila to her mouth and take a drink. She's swaying back and forth.

"Beca," Chloe said. "We've been calling you."

Beca starts mumbling to herself.

"Brey! Stacie!," Chloe yells. "I found her in the kitchen."

Chloe walks toward Beca, who hasn't turned around.

"Beca," Chloe says and puts her hand on Beca's shoulder.

Beca turns and the bottle of tequila and the shot glass she had been holding fall to the ground, both shattering on impact. Beca shouts "What the fuck!" as she turns and falls backwards onto the ground.

"Shit, Beca," Chloe says. "Don't move. You'll cut yourself on the glass."

Beca can see Chloe's mouth moving but can't hear anything she is saying.

"I can't hear you," she shouts at Chloe.

"Don't be such a child, Beca," Chloe says.

"What did you say?," Beca said trying to focus on Chloe.

"I said, don't be such a child," Chloe repeated.

Stacie and Aubrey walk in and see Beca sitting on the floor where she had fallen. Chloe was trying to get her up. Stacie took a step toward her to help.

"Look out," Chloe said. "There's glass all over the floor where she dropped a tequila bottle."

"What the hell, Beca?," Aubrey said. "This is why you weren't answering Chloe's texts?"

"I can't hear you," Beca said rather loudly.

"Real mature, Mitchell," Aubrey says angrily.

Stacie steps over the glass and helps Chloe get Beca up. They maneuver her around the glass and sit her down on a stool at the kitchen counter. Aubrey places a bottle of water in front of Beca.

"The smell of tequila is starting to permeate through the kitchen," Aubrey said. "I'll get something to clean it and the glass up."

Chloe sits on the stool next to Beca.

"What happened, Beca?," Chloe asked.

Beca just looked at her, shaking her head. She points to her ears.

"I can't hear you," Beca said loudly.

"Beca, you're being-,"

"Chloe, stop," Stacie said. "I think she means she really can't hear you."

"What?," Chloe said and then looked at Beca. "I'm going to try something."

Chloe gets up and goes behind Beca. She stands less than a foot away from her.

"Beca, I, um, I'm in love with you," Chloe said.

She looked at Stacie who was watching Beca.

"Nothing," Stacie said. "She didn't even flinch."

"Oh, my God," Chloe said. "That's what she meant when she said she got her test results. She mentioned something about getting her ears checked. I wonder how bad it really is."

"Bad enough for her to try and drink her weight in tequila," Stacie said.

Chloe took the cap off the water bottle and put it to Beca's lips telling her to drink. Beca looked at Chloe and took a drink of the water. Beca kept drinking from the bottle and seemed to be more aware of her surroundings than when they first got there.

"Stacie, look in that drawer behind you," Chloe said. "There should be some notepads and pens."

Stacie did as Chloe asked and handed her the items. Chloe wrote something down and handed the notepad to Beca.

WHAT DID THE DR TELL YOU?

"He said I have 'profound nerve deafness'," Beca yelled.

Chloe cringed and wrote on the notepad.

YOU'RE YELLING TRY TO LOWER YOUR VOICE OR JUST WRITE IT DOWN

"Sorry," Beca said at a lower volume. "Is this okay?"

Chloe nods her head.

DID HE SAY IF THERE WAS ANYTHING YOU COULD DO ABOUT IT? ANY MEDICINE OR MAYBE HEARING AIDS?

"He gave me some notes he made for me to read," Beca said. "They're in my bag."

"I'll get them," Stacie said and went to look for them.

"I think I got all the glass up," Aubrey said.

Aubrey took the notepad from Chloe and wrote something down. She handed the note to Beca.

CAN WE DO ANYTHING?

Beca read it and shook her head. She swiped at a tear that ran down her cheek. Chloe pulled her to her and held her tight as Beca let the tears flow. Aubrey was at a loss. Stacie came back with a few sheets of paper in her hand.

"Here are the notes," Stacie said handing them to Aubrey.

Aubrey held the notes while she and Chloe read through the information.

"This is good, right?," Chloe said. "She can get that cochlear implant and be able to hear. Right?"

Beca looked up. She wasn't able to hear what Chloe was saying but she could feel the vibrations from her voice and knew she was talking.

"I think so based on this," Aubrey said.

"What are you guys saying?," Beca asked looking between the three of them.

Chloe wrote:

WE THINK THE COCHLEAR IMPLANT IS A GOOD THING. AND YOU SHOULD LOOK INTO IT

"No," Beca yells.

"Why not?," Aubrey asks.

Beca wasn't looking at Aubrey so she doesn't know Aubrey has spoken.

"I don't want those things sticking out of my head," Beca said. "I'll look like some kind of robot."

"They don't look-"

Beca smacked her hand down on the notepad in frustration. Chloe had forgotten. Aubrey grabbed the notepad and pen.

THEY DON'T MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE A ROBOT LOOK AT THE NOTES THE DR GAVE YOU THEY EXPLAIN EVERYTHING

Beca stubbornly shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. Chloe shook her head at the stubbornness Beca was showing. She thought of something and grabbed the notepad and pen from Aubrey. Chloe wrote:

IF YOU DON'T GET THE IMPLANTS YOU WONT BE ABLE TO HEAR ANY MUSIC. CAN YOU LIVE WITHOUT MUSIC FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE?

Beca read what Chloe had written. She had a pained expression on her face. She had thought about this already. She pushed her hair back off her forehead. She put her elbow on the counter and put her head in her hand.

"I will talk to the doctor about it," Beca mumbled.

She looked up when Chloe put the notepad in front of her. Chloe had written:

COULDN'T HEAR YOU

Beca took the pen and wrote:

I'LL TALK TO THE DOCTOR ABOUT THE IMPLANT. WILL YOU GO WITH ME?

She handed the note to Chloe who read it and nodded her head with a smile.

"Thanks," Beca said.

Stacie and Aubrey told Chloe it was getting late and they should leave.

"I'm going to stay here," Chloe said. "I don't want to leave Beca alone."

"I think that's a good idea," Aubrey said. "Call us if you need anything. Okay?"

"Okay," Chloe said. "Thanks, guys."

"Call us tomorrow," Stacie says giving Chloe a hug.

Stacie walks over to Beca and takes the notepad.

CHLOE'S STAYING THE NIGHT. YOU'RE NOT IN THIS ALONE. AUBREY AND I ARE JUST A TEXT AWAY. WE LOVE YOU.

Beca read the note and smiled at Stacie.

"I love you nerds, too," Beca said and gave Stacie a hug.

Beca surprised everyone when she hugged Aubrey and thanked her for being there. Chloe walked Aubrey and Stacie to the door.

"I meant what I said, Chlo," Aubrey told her. "Call us if you or Beca need us. I don't care what time it is."

"I got it, Brey," Chloe said giving Aubrey a big hug. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Stacie and Aubrey leave and Chloe goes back to Beca. Beca is still sitting at the kitchen counter and has another bottle of water in front of her. Chloe goes to the bathroom and comes back with two pain reliever tablets and sets them in front of Beca. Beca takes them and looks at Chloe.

Chloe takes the notepad and starts writing. Beca sits and watches until Chloe hands her the notepad.

ARE YOU HUNGRY? DO YOU WANT PIZZA? WHAT TIME DO YOU NEED TO BE UP TOMORROW? ARE YOU GOING TO THE STUDIO? ARE YOU TELLING ANYONE ABOUT YOUR HEARING? DO YOU WANT TO CUDDLE?

Beca reads the note and smiles. It was so Chloe.

"Yes. Yes. 7:30. Not sure yet. Not sure yet," Beca responds to each question. "Why even bother asking the question? We both know it's going to happen whether I want it to or not."

Chloe's smile is beaming. Beca can't help but smile back at her.

Chloe pulls out her phone and orders pizza for Beca. They both go upstairs and change into some sweats and a t-shirt. They are sitting on the sofa waiting for the pizza to be delivered.

"I never realized until this moment," Beca says. "How big an impact hearing has on my every day life. I can't hear the sounds of dogs barking, or the garbage truck on trash day, or even my favorite redhead yelling at me. I can't listen to the radio or make my mixes. I won't be able to do my job. I definitely want to check into the cochlear implant. Can you call tomorrow and get me an appointment as soon as possible?"

Chloe nods her head. She's trying very hard not to get emotional, because she knows that Beca hates for anyone to feel sorry for her more than anything else in the world.

Chloe jumps up when she hears the doorbell. Beca watches her and gets up to get them something to drink. They meet back in the living room and Beca starts eating. Chloe gets a little frustrated because she keeps starting to say something and then has to get the notepad and pen to write it down. She is one who usually just chatters away about everything and nothing. Having to reign herself in is driving her crazy.

Beca senses Chloe's frustration. She wishes it didn't have to be like this but life constantly gave Beca a big "fuck you" and this was just another of them. Her father left her and her mom when she was just 5 years old. She considers that life's first 'fuck you, Beca'. Then when she was 8 years old, she came home from school to find her mother dead from a brain aneurysm. 'Fuck you, Beca'. She went to live with her grandma, who was old school and beat her all the time. No one did anything about it no matter how many times she showed up to school with bruises. 'Fuck you, Beca'. Then when she was 16, she realized she was gay ('Fuck you, Beca') and told her grandmother, who threw her out of her house. Big 'Fuck You, Beca'. The only good thing that came of that was that Jesse's family took her in. Jesse had been her best friend for years.

The 'fuck yous' continued throughout her life. The biggest 'fuck you' though was what she was going through right now. Being unable to hear. Her livelihood depended on her being able to hear. The subtle changes in beats, the ebb and flow of the rhythm of the music, the ranges needed for the vocals. If she isn't able to hear, she may as well be dead.

"You should go home," Beca tells Chloe suddenly.

Chloe furrows her brows and grabs the notepad and starts writing.

I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE. I'M HERE FOR YOU, BECS.

"You shouldn't have to be," Beca tells her. "I'll only make you miserable. Go home. Forget about me."

I COULD NEVER FORGET ABOUT YOU. I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND. FRIENDS DO NOT LEAVE JUST BECAUSE THINGS GET ROUGH. I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.

"Just leave," Beca starts yelling. "Don't you get it? I don't want you here. I can do this on my own. I'm going to bed and I want you gone by the time I wake up in the morning."

Beca storms off and Chloe grabs her arm to stop her. Beca jerks away from her.

"Just fucking go," she yells and runs upstairs, slamming her bedroom door.

Chloe sat with tears in her eyes. She knew this was hard on Beca and that she was just lashing out at the only one who was there. It didn't make it hurt any less.

The next morning Chloe wakes up to the alarm she had set. She gets up and goes up to Beca's room. She shakes the woman awake and holds the notepad in front of Beca when she opened her eyes.

IT'S 7:30

Chloe turns to leave when Beca clears her throat.

"I thought I told you to get out," Beca said as Chloe turned to look at her.

AND I TOLD YOU I WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE

Chloe wrote the note and threw the notepad onto Beca's lap. She then turned and walked out of the room. Beca put her hands to her head and flopped back on the bed. She got up and went in the bathroom to take a shower.

Chloe went into the kitchen and started making breakfast. She got out the bacon and eggs and got the bacon in the oven. She then started whipping some eggs and milk together to make scrambled eggs. She waited until she heard the shower stop before she put the eggs in the pan so they'd still be warm when Beca got downstairs. She pulled the bacon out of the oven and set it on the counter next to the stove. She was just plating the eggs when Beca walked into the kitchen. Beca walked over to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup. She added her sugar and cream and sat down at the counter.

"Why are you still here?," Beca asked Chloe.

Chloe just added some bacon to the eggs she had already plated and set the plate in front of Beca. Chloe made herself a plate and grabbed her coffe cup. She sat at the counter across from Beca and started eating. Beca watched her as she sipped her coffee. Chloe got up and got another notepad from the drawer.

EAT

"I'm not hungry," Beca said pushing her plate away.

I DON'T CARE. EAT ANYWAY.

Chloe wrote and shoved the notepad over to Beca. Beca read it and got up and took her plate and dumped the food into the trash can, staring at Chloe the whole time. She set the plate back on the counter and raised a questioning eyebrow at Chloe in challenge. Chloe just glared at her and went back to eating.

Beca didn't know what to do so she refilled her coffee and went back to her bedroom. She sat on her bed and sipped at her coffee, getting lost in her thoughts. She jumped when she felt something hit her lap. She looked up to see Chloe standing there. She read Chloe's note.

YOUR DR HAD A CANCELLATION AND CAN SEE YOU THIS AFTERNOON AT 4:00. WE'RE LEAVING AT 3:15 BE READY

"I'm not going," Beca said and threw the note onto the floor.

Chloe held her anger and picked up the notepad.

STOP BEING A STUBBORN ASS. YOU HAVE UNTIL 2:30 TO START GETTING YOURSELF READY OTHERWISE I'LL DO IT FOR YOU. DON'T TEST ME.

Beca quirked a brow at Chloe and smirked. Chloe crossed her arms over her chest and just looked back at Beca. The battle of wills lasted a good 5 minutes before Beca finally looked away and swallowed.

"Fine," Beca said. "I'll be ready."

Chloe just smiled and left the bedroom. Chloe returned to Beca's room at 2:45 to find her getting ready. She smiled and went to finish getting herself ready. She came back to Beca's room and smiled at her. Beca looked at her and gathered her keys and jacket. Chloe led the way to the car and they both got in. Beca looked out the window and remained silent for the entire ride. Chloe pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. She looked over at Beca and saw Beca looking down at her lap. She took Beca's chin in her hand and turned her to look at her.

"You okay?," she mouthed.

"I'm scared, Chlo," Beca said. "What if he says the implants won't work for me?"

Chloe pulled out the notepad.

IF THAT HAPPENS WE'LL DEAL WITH IT. I MEANT WHAT I SAID AND I'LL KEEP SAYING IT UNTIL YOU BELIEVE IT - I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE AND WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT TOGETHER. OKAY?

Beca nodded and they exited the car. Chloe tapped Beca on the arm when her name was called and went back with her to see the doctor.

"Doctor," Beca said. "Before we start, Chloe will do my talking for me. She knows what I want and can ask questions and fill me in on everything all at once. Otherwise we'll be here all day while you write everything down. Is that okay?"

The doctor nodded and smiled.

"Good," Beca said. "I want to find out about the cochlear implant. Can I get them?

The doctor smiled and nodded and turned to Chloe.

"She's a perfect candidate for the cochlear implant," the doctor told Chloe causing her to smile. "We do the cochlear implant surgery under general anesthesia and it usually takes between one and three hours. With any surgeries there are risks, but they are minimal. If all goes well, Beca will have to stay in the hospital for just one night. If there are any issues, she may need to stay for a few days. But, I really don't see there being any problems. With me so far?"

Chloe looks up from the notes she's been writing to share with Beca.

"Everything sounds pretty straight forward," Chloe said. "What happens after the surgery? Will she be able to hear?"

"Not immediately," the doctor says. "About four weeks after the surgery, she'll have to come in to receive the audio processor. It will need to be programmed, or "fitted" by the audiologist. The program will include things like pitch, loudness, and timing. To make the best of the program, she may need to come back a few times to get everything fine tuned to her needs. After that, she'll need to come back periodically to ensure everything is working properly."

"How often will she need to come back?," Chloe asked.

"I'd say six months the first time," the doctor said. "Unless, she has a problem. Then she should come in as soon as possible. After that, we'd only have to check her once a year or so. Any other questions?"

"I can't think of anything," Chloe said. "I think you've covered everything. Do you mind if I take some time to explain everything to Beca? I think she wants to make the decision today."

"I'll leave you two alone," the doctor said getting up. "Take your time. I'll come back after I see my next patient and we can go from there."

"Thank you, doctor," Chloe said as he left.

She turned to Beca and handed her the notes she had taken. She wrote at the top.

READ THIS AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS.

Beca nodded and read through the notes Chloe had taken. By the end she was smiling.

"I want to do it," Beca said.

Chloe just smiled and hugged Beca. The doctor came back after a while and Chloe told him Beca wanted the surgery. Things after that started happening fast. The surgery was scheduled for two days before Thanksgiving. Beca's surgery went well and she was up and about and home the next day. Chloe had practically moved into Beca's house during this time. Beca was excited but tried to maintain her cool just in case something went wrong.

It was a few days before Christmas. Beca was at her audiologist's office to get her audio processor. She had asked Chloe to wait in the waiting area while she had it put in. When Beca saw the processor, it was much smaller than she had imagined and she was happy that her hair would easily conceal it. The audiologist used a note pad to write down what was going to happen once it was in place. He wrote that he would turn it on and she should let him know if she could hear, how loud it was, or if anything sounded funny to her. Beca nodded that she understood and they got started.

The audiologist was ready to turn on the processor and Beca gave him a nod to let him know she was ready. The processor was turned on and at first Beca didn't hear anything. The audiologist stood behind her.

"Can you hear me?," he asked.

Beca nodded and tears came to her eyes. These were the were first words she had heard in so long she was overwhelmed.

"I need Chloe," Beca said. "Please."

The doctor called for a nurse and asked her to get Chloe from the waiting room.

"Is the sound too loud? Is it too pitchy?," the doctor asked, speaking at a normal volume.

"A little," Beca said.

The doctor made an adjustment and asked, "How about now?"

"That's good," Beca said as tears ran down her face.

"Excellent," the doctor said. "You'll need to come back after the new year and we'll see what other adjustments we need to make. Make note of anything that seems weird so I'll know what needs to be adjusted. Okay?"

"Okay," Beca said.

The nurse ushered Chloe into the room. Chloe looked at Beca and saw her tears.

"Is everything okay?," Chloe asked the doctor.

"Everything's fine," Beca said and smiled.

Chloe gasped and tears sprang to her eyes.

"You can hear me?," Chloe whispered.

"Yes, I can," Beca said through her own tears.

Beca jumped up and grabbed Chloe in a hug. The two just stood there hugging and crying. The doctor looked on with a smile.

They left the doctor's office and Beca wanted to drive home. She hadn't wanted to drive since she couldn't hear anything. Now, she wanted to get behind the wheel again. Chloe let her drive home.

"I don't want to tell Stacie and Aubrey yet," Beca told Chloe when they went into the house. "I want to surprise them on Christmas when they come over."

Beca had sworn Chloe to secrecy about when she would be getting the audio processor put in, so they had no clue that she would be able to hear.

"Okay," Chloe said. "I'll try and keep it to myself. I'm just so happy for you, I don't know if I'll be able to hold it in."

"Try hard. For me. Okay?," Beca asked.

"Okay," Chloe said and smiled. "Just for you."

The two spent the next two days listening to music and watching movies. Beca was so happy to be able to hear that she sat through all of the Hallmark Channel's sappy Christmas movies that Chloe loved. So far, Chloe has managed to keep Beca's ability to hear from Stacie and Aubrey.

It was Christmas day and Beca and Chloe were waiting for Stacie and Aubrey to arrive. They had already exchanged their gifts and were working together in the kitchen to make dinner. Everything was in place and almost ready when the doorbell rang. Chloe ran to answer the door.

"Merry Christmas," Chloe says.

"Merry Christmas, Chlo," Aubrey says and hugs her.

Merry Christmas, Chloe," Stacie says.

The three walk into the living room and Stacie puts their gifts under the tree.

"Where's the hobbit?," Aubrey asks.

"Brey, be nice," Chloe said. "She's in the kitchen. I'll get her."

"We'll just come with you," Stacie said. "I like watching a domestic Beca."

Chloe laughed and led them into the kitchen. Beca heard them come in but kept her back to them. She was standing at the stove and Chloe gently tapped her on the shoulder. Beca turned and smiled.

"Merry Christmas," Beca said.

Stacie held up a note that said "Merry Christmas."

"Do you want something to drink?," Beca asked.

"What do you want babe?," Aubrey asked Stacie.

Chloe smiled and said, "I'll have some wine."

"Coming right up," Beca said.

"I'll have wine, too," Stacie said.

"You got it," Beca said.

Suddenly both Stacie and Aubrey's eyes grew wide.

"You can hear?!," Stacie yelled.

"Keep it down, Stacie," Beca said with a smirk. "I'm not deaf, you know."

Chloe laughed and Aubrey and Stacie both hugged Beca.

"Oh, Beca," Aubrey said with a tear in her eye. "I'm so happy for you."

"When did this all happen?," Stacie asked.

Beca and Chloe filled them in on everything and they spent dinner laughing and talking. Dinner was done and they were sitting in the living room ready to exchange their gifts. They opened their gifts and were sitting around enjoying another glass of wine. Aubrey and Stacie were sitting on the sofa, while Beca and Chloe were sitting on the loveseat across from them.

"I can't believe you kept Beca being able to hear from us," Aubrey said to Chloe.

"She asked me not to tell you," Chloe said. "And, I promised I wouldn't."

"You've been a great friend to her through all this," Stacie said.

"You all have," Beca said. "But, Chloe's been my rock. I swear if I wasn't already in love with her, this would have surely done it."

Chloe gasped and Stacie and Aubrey's eyes widened and a smile came to their faces. They all were just staring at Beca.

"What?," Beca asked and then her eyes widened when she realized what she just said.

"You're in love with me?," Chloe asked.

"Well, it's already out there," Beca said nervously looking at Chloe. "No use denying it." She takes a breath and continues. "Yes, I'm in love with you. I have been for a while but didn't want to mess up our friendship. I really don't know what I'd do if you weren't in my life, Chloe. I'm sorry if I'm making things awkward for you."

Chloe didn't say a word. She just put her hands on Beca's cheeks and pulled her into a kiss. Beca was surprised but kissed her back. Chloe pulled back from the kiss with tears in her eyes.

"I'm in love with you, too," Chloe said through her tears.

Beca wiped Chloe's tears away and kissed her again.

"It's about time," Aubrey said.

Beca kept kissing Chloe and flipped Aubrey off without breaking the kiss.

Stacie laughed and Aubrey said, "Merry Christmas to you, too, hobbit."