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Chapter 3
Coming Home

"Mommy's being silly." Jude giggled, resting his chin on her shoulder and giving a sigh as his laughter subsided and he was able to catch his breath.

"Beca?" Chloe asked, confusion turning into understanding as she stepped closer slightly.

"Uhh…" The DJ mumbled before resting Jude on the floor and crouching to his level. "Jude, I want you to meet some people." She explained, taking his hand and walking him towards the women. "Jude, this is Chloe, and Aubrey. They're the ladies I sing with." Jude's smile blossomed even more as he stepped towards the two and offered a hand.

"I'm Jude." He said with pride, looking in awe as Aubrey went to his level and shook his extended hand.

"Nice to meet you." She said, turning to look at Chloe. Jude extended his hand towards the red-head but was met with a gentle hug.

"She's a hugger. You've got to get used to that." Aubrey explained as the little boy hugged her back and giggled.

"I like your hair." He said as she stepped back and rose to her feet again.

"Thank you. I like yours too." Chloe told him, making the boy go pink.

"How old are you, Jude?" Aubrey asked, keeping a conversation with the boy as Chloe approached Beca.

"I'm three but I'm turning four next month." He said proudly, buffing his chest lightly to make him seem taller.

"Four!" Aubrey said in astonishment. "My, my, Jude, you are one big boy."

"You should tell that to my Mommy. She says I'm still a baby." He huffed making the blonde laugh. "Do you want to see my toys?" He asked her, slipping a hand into her bigger ones and tugging her to the other side of the couch.

Beca stared in awe at this side of Aubrey.

"She's always wanted to be a mother." Chloe whispered beside Beca, making the brunette turn to look at her.

"I would've doubt that before but after seeing her today, I don't see why not."

"Yeah, she's got this side that is just for little kids. Her soft voice is only for those who need it." Chloe said, watching the boy.

"What about you?" Beca whispered, fear coursing through her veins.

"What about me?" Chloe smirked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Do you like kids?" This was the question that Beca dreaded. If Chloe didn't like kids then she would have to stop fawning over her seeing as they wouldn't stand a chance.

"I love kids." Chloe said, shaking her head at the way Beca smiled. "Jude seems like a very special one." She added, laughing when he threw an airplane at a teddy bear and fell backwards in hysterics.

"He is. He's the reason I'm still hanging around." Beca said honestly, not noticing the hint she gave Chloe. Those words made Chloe's mouth go dry as she contemplated what the woman meant. The thought of the woman she lusted for having struggles beyond compare made her want to hold her forever and make the bad go away. Chloe was always open about her sexuality, being bisexual was just how she was ever since she was ten. Beca on the other hand couldn't stand men. It was what came from being raped. But she never told anyone about being gay. But she's wanted to change that ever since she laid her eyes on Chloe.

"Chlo-Chlo I wanna show you something." A proud voice said, bringing both women to look at Jude. With a skip in her step Chloe goes to Jude and sits by Aubrey, indulging in the game they played.

"You should take him with you for the weekend. Introduce him to the rest of the group." Shelia said by Beca this time.

"He's already seen them." Beca says, addressing the times he watched their performances with her dad and step-mom.

"I mean an actual introduction. Jude is your whole world. Those girls seem to be a big part of that world too. You should be open enough to share the two." What Shelia says sticks, and Beca stands there contemplating her words while Jude giggles from Chloe's playful ways.

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"Hey Bec, someone sort of dozed off mid movie." Chloe whispered, pointing to the child nuzzled on her chest.

The three disregarded their plans for the day and decided to bunker down in Francis and Shelia's home with Jude, watching his favorite movie: Tarzan.

"Sorry, I'll mov-"

"No, leave him." The redhead said quickly, too comfy to want to move the sweet boy.

"Why didn't you say you had a son?" Aubrey questioned, ignoring the movie now since Jude was fast asleep.

"I didn't want to give you guys a reason to look at me differently. My dad wants me to do "normal" young adult things so we made the agreement that he keeps Jude here and I go to University."

"Normal's overrated." Chloe shrugged, nudging Beca gently and smiling when they caught eyes.

"So Jude is here all the time?" Aubrey asks, continuing her questioning.

"I stay here every weekend, unless we have a show. Then my dad and Shelia bring Jude to the performances so he can see me. Other than that I'm on campus five days a week." Beca sighed slightly before continuing. "That phone call I took today was Jude. He was crying saying he missed me so I tried everything to keep him calm. I got him to that point of willingness to let me go but then I was the one left with the panic of leaving my baby alone."

"Is that why you freaked out?" Chloe asks, drawing her fingernails up the skin of Jude's back.

"Partly. That guy… he's… he's the reason that Jude-" Her words were barley audible, and her voice caught preventing her from finishing. No way would Beca cry in front of her son, even if he was asleep.

"Did he do something to you and that's why Jude is here?" Aubrey questions delicately, fiddling with her bracelets.

"Yeah." Beca choked out, looking to the floor. "I don't regret Jude. Well I did up until the first time I touched him. He was so soft, and harmless, and the little monster I thought was growing inside me soon became the only reason I wanted to live. Jude was my anchor. So that's why I freaked. Seeing that man brought back horrible memories and I wanted to see Jude so then he could stop the bad thoughts." This made the psychological side of Aubrey perk up. She was studying to be a psychologist and this was just the perfect way to start.

"If Chloe didn't offer you a ride, do you think you might have done something?" Aubrey asked, watching as Chloe slipped a hand into Beca's and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I don't know. I highly doubt it since it's gotten better and I can usually think of Jude to stop myself but like, seeing him brought back those memories and I needed to hold Jude to feel normal again."

"I'm so sorry, Bec." Chloe whispered, her hand dropping the brunettes and reaching to wipe her soft cheeks. Beca didn't even realize she had started crying.

"I can't lose the Bella's." Beca said, suddenly in fear of all the things she shared and how the group won't like her for it.

"Of course you won't lose us!" Aubrey said, sitting up in determination to keep Beca on a proper train of thoughts. "Beca everyone loves you. Even I tolerate you. Just because you have a beautiful son, and a rotten past, doesn't mean we'd kick you out. Heck, we'd help you."

"Really?" Beca questioned.

"Of course. You can see Jude more often and he can come to Bella's rehearsal. Granted he doesn't disturb everyone too much with those adorable cheeks." This made Beca giggle as she stroked his cheek fuzz.

"Thanks Aubrey."

"Of course." The blonde said, returning to her position on the couch. Chloe had once again slipped a warm hand into Beca's and the two didn't let go for the rest of the movie. A silent message of comfort was shared between the two.

"You should hang out at our apartment this weekend. Bring Jude and we can have a big slumber party. Bree will be house hunting for next years Bella house so I'm alone all weekend anyways. Besides, Jude can meet the rest of the girls." Chloe said, looking the girl next to her.

"That would be nice. Thanks Chlo."

"Oh yay. I get more Jude snuggles." Chloe squeaked, kissing Jude's forehead and giggling when he gave a light snore. Beca chewed her lower lip and watched her son. She's been apart from him for so long, her heart ached to be near him all the time, and because of these amazing women she was going to be able to. Beca could do the things her father wanted while being a mother. Her world seemed to spin in peace once again. Her Jude was coming home.

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