Authors's note: Well, I didn't get too much feedback so I have no idea how I'm doing... I got a good bit of follows so I decided to post a second chapter to see if I garner anymore attention. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do Aubrey and Chloe's point of view this chapter but I went ahead and stuck with Beca's. Let me know what you think and if you want to see a chapter with Aubrey and Chloe's point of view or perhaps a mixture from them? Anyway, thanks for the follows and to those who did review. (: You're the best!

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Chapter Two

After the 'shower incident'-as she now refers to it— Beca spends a lot of time thinking about the redhead…and her offer of course (or demand? She's not sure), but she'd be lying to herself if she didn't admit she had been thinking about other things too.

So to take her mind off of it, Beca mixes. She mixes and Jonah helps, climbing into her lap and pulling the bulky headphones off of his mother's head to put them on his. They dwarf him and the cups slide past his little ears but he grins as he listens to Beca's mix of 'Viva La Vida' by Coldplay and 'Pompeii' by Bastille.

"What do you think, buddy?" Beca asks as it ends.

Jonah looks thoughtful for a moment, sliding the headphones off of his head. "I think it needs something else." He says after a moment.

Beca nods. "I thought so too, but I wanted to get your opinion first. Any ideas?"

"Counting Stars?" Jonah muses after a moment.

Beca grins wide because her son is a genius. "Yes! Thank you, buddy!" Beca wraps her arms around him and presses a kiss to his neck, knowing how ticklish he is there. The little boy lets out a squeal and wriggles in his mother's embrace in an attempt to escape.

She finally releases him and he settles himself until his back is leaning against her front. "I want to watch." He says, eyes focusing on the screen.

Wrapping one arm around his small waist, Beca lets her chin rest gently on his head for a moment. "Okay, munchkin." Beca unplugs her headphones from her mac before inserting a device that will allow her to plug in two sets of headphones at once.

She plugs her own back in and reaches further on the desk for the smaller pair and hands them to Jonah. He slips them on and snuggles into her, content to watch as Beca's fingers move over the mouse pad and her hands work dials, changing beats and adding instruments.

Jonah had always been fascinated by Beca's mixing and it only made his love for music grow.

…..

She's late, she's so late. It'd been a last minute decision but something in her gut just kept telling her that she should do this. (She refused to believe it was because of the redhead who barged into her shower. Nope.) She's poking her head around the curtains just as the last person finishes and she realizes she's too late, at least until the redhead spots her.

Beca watches as the other woman's face lights up. "Oh, wait! There's one more!"

Suddenly all eyes are on her as Beca shuffles awkwardly from the corner of the stage, offering a small wave. "Hello… Uhm—I didn't know we had to prepare that song."

"Oh, that's okay! Sing anything you want." The ginger replies.

Beca moves slowly toward the front of the stage before kneeling and reaching out for a yellow cup filled with pens on the table. "Uhm—may I?" She asks, gesturing to it.

The redhead smiles, looking intrigued as she nods. Beca notes the blonde looks skeptical, perfectly sculpted eyebrows furrowing. Beca just gently dumps the pens on the table before settling herself back onto the stage and placing the cup in front of her.

The tiny DJ takes a breath before she starts clapping and gently tapping on the cup, getting into the rhythm. After two rounds, she starts to sing:

I got my ticket for the long way 'round,
two bottle 'a whiskey for the way
and I sure would like some sweet company
and I'm leavin' tomorrow whatta-ya say?

She notes every time she looks up that both woman seem impressed although the blonde tries to hide it.

After she finishes the last verse and slaps the cup down for the last time, she looks up and the redhead just grins wide at her like Beca has just told her that unicorns are real. The blonde still looks skeptical but Beca can tell that she's impressed.

Later, after she's pretty sure she was just initiated into a cult, the blonde –who she now knows as Aubrey, their captain—and the ginger –also known as Chloe, co-captain— take them to what Aubrey referred to as 'Aca-intiation night'.

Beca is walking next to the Aussie chick she briefly met at the activities fair. She looks around and sighs. "I don't know what I'm doing here…"

"Livin' the dream. I still can't believe they let my sexy fat ass in." The Aussie says and Beca smirks at her, already knowing this 'Fat Amy' chick is going to be a character.

"Beca!" A voice calls; a voice she recognizes and wishes she didn't. "Beca!"

She sighs, closing her eyes for a moment. "Wow,"

"BeCAW!" Jesse cups his hands around his mouth as he steps over cement bleachers until he's in front of her. "Do my eyes deceive me or are you a Barden Bella?"

Beca shakes her head. "No, nope." She doesn't want to deal with him right now and his obvious crush on her.

She's still shaking her head as he continues to speak. "You're one of those a capella girls and I'm one of those a capella boys and we're gonna have aca-children. It's inevitable." He says with a nod and a smile, sticking his hands into his jacket pockets.

Beca manages to hide the cringe. He's a nice guy, really but she just…one time with a guy was enough and it got her Jonah; she'd been seriously confused about her sexuality but that cleared it right up. "You're really drunk right now, I don't think you're gonna remember any of this." She says, deciding to disregard what he's said.

"No, I'm not drunk at all, you're just blurry." Jesse replies with a shake of his head.

Beca smiles. Okay so he's kinda grown on her in an annoying brother kind of way. "You okay?" He nods. "Yeah? You almost fell over?" She presses her hand to his chest, lightly pushing him. "Can you pass a sobriety test right now?" She pushes again and he leans back before popping back up. "Can you stand up straight?"

"See how I come back up?" He goes back again. "And I come righttt back." He grins at her. "Can I get you a drink?"

One drink can't hurt, so she nods. "Sounds great."

"I'm gonna get you a drink."

"Go for it."

"I think you need to get on this level." Jesse says as he turns to head down to the keg.

She watches as he climbs over the cement bleachers and cringes slightly. "Please be careful…"

Before she can even gather her thoughts, Chloe is in front of her. "Hi!" She says a little breathlessly as she reaches out and pulls Beca forward.

"Oh!" She stumbles a little but recovers quickly and tries to smile as her face ends up inches from the ginger's.

"I'm so glad that I met you," She slurs a little and Beca can tell she's already had a few drinks. Her mouth goes dry as Chloe moves her face impossibly closer; so close that she can feel the ginger's breath on her lips. It makes her heart stammer in her chest. "I think that we're gonna be really fast friends." Chloe says, eyes dropping a few times to Beca's lips and for a moment, she thinks they're going to kiss; but they don't and Beca can't tell if she's disappointed or not.

The brunette swallows and attempts to hide how nervous Chloe makes her by smiling and raising a brow. "Yeah… Well, ya saw me naked, so…" She trails off and winks at the redhead.

Chloe just grins wide, blue eyes sparkling with mischief and Beca realizes that she's already in trouble. From the corner of her eye, she can see Aubrey watching them but she can't read the expression on the blonde's face.

The two talk a little more before Chloe is rubbing Beca's arms and saying, "Alright, I'm gonna go get a drink. This ginger needs her jiggle juice!" She turns and shakes her ass and all Beca can do is stare.

It's not until she hears the, "See you later!" Chloe throws over her shoulder that she realizes it. "Make good choices!" Beca blurts out, shaking her head.

Before long, Jesse is back, handing her a drink. "This is awesome." He says, looking around.

Beca smirks. "It's definitely something."

And then he's screaming something about being kings with his hands in the air and Beca can't help but think that he's such a dork. A lovable little dork who's crush on her needs to end because she definitely wants to keep him as a friend. It's not like she has many of those…

…..

Beca's first day of rehearsal is… well it's not what she expected. She's not even sure what she expected but this isn't it. She listens as Aubrey explains why Kori isn't here, moving the chair aside. She looks up at the blonde who stands rigidly in front of them now. "Wait, so that oath was serious?"

Aubrey snaps her green eyes to Beca's denim blue ones. "Dixie Chick serious. You can fool around with whoever you want to, just not a Treble."

"That's not going to be easy. He's a hunter." A busty brunette Beca has learned named Stacie, gestures to her crotch.

Beca smirks. "You call it a dude?" Stacie nods, smiling.

"Stacie, the Trebles do not respect us. If we let them penetrate us, we are giving them our power." Aubrey says seriously.

Fat Amy makes a face. "Not a good enough reason to use the word 'penetrate'.

"So, does anyone have anything to confess?" Beca can tell in the way that Aubrey asks, that she knows someone else in the group has slept with a Treble. She watches as Aubrey's eyes move to Mary Elise, staring. The girl turns into a blabbering mess with Aubrey cutting her off.

"It was an accident I—"

"Turn in your scarf and go." Aubrey says calmly. Beca's brows raise in disbelief. Seriously? She watches the scene play out, cringing in embarrassment for the girl as she drags her chair part of the way and then runs out crying.

Beca looks back at Aubrey in annoyance and disbelief. "Was that necessary?"

"This is war, Beca. And it is my job to make sure that my soldiers are prepped at go-time with three kick-ass songs, sung and choreographed to perfection." She's serious. Beca just raises her brows again.

The rest of practice drags on and the songs are lame and Aubrey, Beca thinks, must have a stick up her ass or she just really needs to get laid. She can't be this uptight. And Chloe, Chloe drives her crazy in a totally different way. She touches her, trying to help her with choreography but it only serves to make it harder for Beca to focus.

The second that Aubrey releases them, Beca lets out a sigh of relief. She's ready to go home and see Jonah and—

"Beca, a word?" Beca closes her eyes for a moment-steeling herself-before turning to walk back toward Aubrey, moving her chin up a fraction of an inch in recognition.

"Sup?"

"You know you'll have to take those ear monstrosities out for the fall mixer."

Beca smirks, she can't help it. She can tell Aubrey is holding something back and she figures it's her strong disliking of Beca. "You really don't like me, do you?"

"I don't like your attitude." Aubrey replies in an agitated tone.

"You don't even know me."

"I know you have a toner for Jesse." Aubrey states factually.

Beca can't help but chuckle. "A what?" What the fuck is a toner?

"A toner- a musical boner. I saw it at hoodnight. It's distracting." Aubrey explains, sounding exasperated and… a little jealous? No, Beca thinks. More exasperated.

And Beca can't help herself, she can't stop the snappy reply from tumbling out of her mouth, annoyed with the fact that Aubrey thinks she knows everything, knows her. "Yeah, that's not a thing and you're not the boss of me… so,"

"You took an oath." The blonde grounds out, her nostrils flaring in anger.

"That oath cost you two girls already today," Beca snaps back. "I'm pretty sure that you need me more than I need you." Aubrey looks even more pissed now and Beca's sure if looks could kill, she'd be dead.

Deciding it's time to leave before her mouth gets her into more trouble, Beca turns and begins to walk away but Aubrey ruins that plan as she calls out after her. "I can see your toner through those jeans!"

Turning around, Beca holds out her arms. "Yeah, that's my dick." She hides the smirk when she notes the way Aubrey's eyes drop down as if expecting to see one there before locking back on Beca's eyes. Beca offers her a sarcastic smile before turning back around and leaving, feeling satisfied that she got the last word in.

…..

She's exhausted by the time she gets home, thanking Emily's mother for watching Jonah. She offers to pay the woman but she refuses, saying Jonah was perfect all day. Beca takes the boy's hand and they walk back over to their apartment.

"Did you have fun with Mrs. Avery?" Beca asks as she unlocks their door and steps inside with him. She sets her bag down by the door and Jonah does the same with his.

"We baked cookies!" He says excitedly, but then he runs to her and holds up his arms, a sign that he wants to be picked up. Beca knows he's too old for this, getting too old for it anyway but he's still so small and soon he probably won't even let her cuddle him; so she hooks her hands under his armpits and perches him on her hip. Jonah wraps his arms around her neck and lets his head fall against her shoulder. "I missed you though, momma." He mumbles into her neck.

Beca smiles, the weight of the day lifting at those simple words. She could be having the worst day but 3 seconds with Jonah and everything seemed to fade away. She holds him tighter, pressing a kiss to his hair. "I missed you too, munchkin." She replies easily as she moves to plop down on the couch.

They're silent and Beca thinks of the homework she has to do and the early 8 AM Bellas rehearsal she has tomorrow and then she has work and then class and—Beca's head drops to the back of the couch and she sighs tiredly.

Jonah lifts his head. "Rough day?"

Beca lifts her head to smirk at the perceptive 5 year old. "Yeah, rough day." She replies, fighting back a yawn.

"Wanna cuddle and watch cartoons? That always makes me feel better." He smiles brightly at her, dimples cratering his cheeks and Beca melts. God she's such a sap for this kid.

"That sounds like a good idea. We'll take a nap and then momma will fix you some dinner and we'll do our homework, deal?" She holds out her hand for him to shake.

Jonah peers down at it, looking thoughtful before he slaps his tiny hand in hers and shakes. "Deal!"

So they hunker down on the couch, settling on Scooby-Doo. Jonah lays on top of her, head on her chest and turned to the side, one hand fisting her shirt. His eyes are drooping as he tries to focus on the TV, but Beca knows it's only a matter of time.

Her fingers run up and down his back, content to feel him heavy against her, anchoring her. She glances down to see that his eyes have closed and he's finally fallen asleep. She smiles and pulls the blanket off the top of the couch to cover them up, once again thankful that he isn't very heavy.

Soon enough, Beca finds herself drifting off to sleep, thoughts of how she's going to juggle everything leaving her.