Hey everyone! You all are seriously awesome. I received so many reviews, favorites, and even more followers! I was not expecting this story to get this much of a reaction, so I'm seriously grateful for that. I'm also glad that I'm not the only one with my little obsession (: I went over to my friend's house yesterday, so I of course brought along the movie. We had both already seen it like a gazillion times, so we just mouthed the lines to each other. My friend is so ridiculous that every time Jesse appeared on the screen, she would pause the movie, (and it always ended up on him making an awkward face because that's how movie pausing goes) and then she would walk up to it and like pet the screen. Well, that's my friends for you. Anyways, I'll start now. Sorry for my babbling!

Sadly, this episode has no kids in it :( Sigh… but I wanted to do one with just Beca and Jesse. So enjoy!

I don't own Pitch Perfect. If I did all the "Meanwhile" bonus features would be in the movie.

Episode 3: What We Do After We Get Married

"You're so beautiful." Jesse smiled, stroking Beca's cheek.

"And you're a dork." She grinned, leaning into his touch.

"Please," He scoffed, "I so turn you on."

"Of course." Beca joked, "Especially when you make that face." Jesse grinned, "That's my seduction face."

"Oh?" Beca raised an eyebrow.

"Consider yourself," He turned his head to the side then snapped it back towards her, "Seduced."

Beca laughed and planted kisses all over his face. "I love you so much." She pecked his nose.

"How did we get here?" She added quietly, leaning back against Jesse's chest. The fireplace was burning, and the cackle blending with the aroma of hot chocolate had a wintery feeling to it.

"It was inevitable." Jesse whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

"I was asking for the real answer, Jesse. Not any of your drunk fortune-telling mumbo jumbo." She replied, causing Jesse to stifle a laugh.

"Through love and trust, I guess." He said simply, placing a loving kiss on her neck.

"That was also cheesy, Mr. Swanson."

"Well, it's true, Mrs. Swanson."

"Still not used to the new name." Beca grimaced, and Jesse frowned a little. "Hey, I didn't say I didn't like it." She turned her head to look up into her newfound husband's wistful eyes. They kissed slowly, taking in the feels of winter and of course each other. How they fit together, Beca would never understand, but it worked. They made it work because they loved each other.

Beca slowly pulled away and Jesse frowned a little. "Hold on, I have to pee. I'll return shortly!" Beca laughed at her husband's pout and stood up carefully in her massive and not to mention heavy wedding dress.

She picked up the end of her dress and hurried to the restroom in their fair-sized apartment, and shut the door carefully. She tenaciously pulled the countless bobby pins out of her hair, and placed them on the sink in a fashion.

Beca Mitchell, excuse you, Beca Swanson, had just married. Married. When was that ever a part of the plan for this firecracker? Not to mention her and her husband were complete polar opposites.

He loved to smile, she settled for a grimace. He loved movies, she hated movies. (Except for The Breakfast Club of course). His facial expression of choice was a silly grin, and hers was a mischievous smirk. He was always singing, she only sang when she had to. He thought German wasn't fun, when in reality it kind of was. He believed life was a movie, and that endings were the best part. She believed that life was a choice, and that the beginnings were the best part. Not that she liked comparing her life to a movie.

Point being, her and Jesse were nothing alike. But then again, maybe they were.

He loved to move people through music, and so did she. He always was his happiest when they were together, as was she. They both loved juice pouches. And The Breakfast Club. And Riff Offs. And kissing each other. And Barden. And sometimes even bickering.

So then again, maybe they weren't all that different.

So when Beca slowly opened one of the bathroom counter drawers and pulled out a pregnancy test with a little pink plus sign on it, she wasn't scared. She wasn't worried. Because Jesse would always be there for her and no child would change that. Imagining her beau playing with their unborn child was a regular occurrence for Beca. She had only known of this new piece of info for about a week, and didn't want to bombard him with the news because of the wedding and everything.

But she figured now was the time to tell him. There never really is a great time to tell someone that kind of thing, you just have to do it. And that's exactly what she did.

She took one look at herself in the mirror, grabbed the test, and made her way back to Jesse. He was sitting on the couch looking a little nervous. "What's wrong, Jess?" She asked carefully.

"Nothing, just thinking." His concerned look quickly formed into a smile as he patted the seat next to him. Beca walked over and positioned her head in the crook of his neck. "No you're not. Just tell me."

He sighed and looked her in the eye, "I'm worried about you. You've been throwing up countless times recently and you're always going to the bathroom. I'm beginning to think you have some sort of bladder problem. And you refuse to see a doctor-"

"I'm pregnant." She blurted out, but Jesse didn't seem to notice, because apparently he was in the zone.

"-because your stubborn and I don't understand why. Sometimes I wish you would just let me help you because I really care about you, Bec. I heard about this really dangerous bacteria at work-"

"We're going to have a baby." She tried again, but to no prevail.

"-and I really hope that you don't have it because it sounds absolutely horrible. I just wish you would let me take you to the doctor. I promise if you let me we can-"

She frowned as he continued to ramble. "Aca-children are on the way!" She exclaimed loudly.

"-do whatever you want for a week. And I'll stop dropping popcorn everywhere! I promise! I swear on my special edition movie collection. Since we're married now we're going to have to start making compromises. I read in this book-"

"I'm not Beca. I'm an alien clone. I will self-destruct in twenty seconds and blow up the entirety of this city you humanoids call LA."

"-that in order to have a strong, healthy marriage, you have to make compromises. And I'm willing to do that, Bec! You just have to let me in-"

"Fine by me." Beca almost growled as she yanked Jesse to her and started to kiss him hungrily. One of the things she loved about Jesse was that every time she kissed him it felt like the first. On the other hand, one thing she couldn't stand about him was the fact that drastic measures had to be taken to shut him up.

She pulled back and leaned her forehead against his as they both panted heavily. "You amaze me more every day, Beca Mitchell." A smile grew on his flushed face.

"You mean Beca Swanson." She corrected and the grin on his face grew impossibly wide. "I'll never get tired of that."

"Want another surprise?" She asked him.

"Always." He smirked back.

She whipped out the pregnancy test and put it in his open hands. He stared at it for a couple of seconds before looking up at her. He was glowing. She had seen Jesse overjoyed, beyond happy, ecstatic, and loving. But never had she seen his eyes glow as much as they did in that moment.

"I love you, Million Dollar Baby." He got out so fast it could have been a tongue twister, and then he kissed her again.

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