Title: Elevated
Rating: M
Summary: Lieutenant Beca Mitchell was one of the best fighter pilots in the US Air Force. Chloe Beale was a nurse for the Armed Forces. What happens when the two fall in love and Beca is shipped off to England to fly with the RAF? G!P Beca. Based on Pearl Harbor AU (see authors note).
Disclaimer: I do not own Pearl Harbor or Pitch Perfect, nor do I take full credit for any of the similarities/dialogue used. All mistakes are mine.

A/N: SOOOO.. I'm sorry that it took an extra day to post this. I kept deciding how I want this story to go because in like a few chapters, it will be the end of the movie (and I have to keep the story line going). With that being said, I said a lot was going to happen, but not as much as I had originally planned will. Next chapter is the bombing of Pearl Harbor and my first character death, so please brace yourselves for that.

Pearl Harbor; Oahu, Hawaii. October 25, 1941

The months had passed slowly, and Chloe could feel the time drag on. The once flat stomach had turned into a very noticeable baby bump with only two more months left before the baby's due date. Every night, she would talk to her child, telling him stories of Beca. She had found out a few weeks ago that she was having a boy, and she couldn't have been happier. Beca always mentioned wanting a son, it was one of the things that the brunette couldn't stop talking about when they wrote each other letters from states apart. But now, Beca was gone and never returning. Moving on from Beca has been the hardest part, and Chloe knows she'll probably never be over the pilot, especially not with the constant reminder of their last night together. The last five months had been torture, and with her due date edging closer, Chloe was growing more anxious and depressed. Chloe knew that she could give their son the best life she could, but she also knows how straining and stressful it's going to be to have a constant reminder of Beca around, let alone take care of him by herself. She was just thankful that Stacie and Aubrey had offered their help.

Chloe was currently sitting in the hospital ward, finishing up patients' paperwork from the day. The night had already turned cold and windy, and Chloe looked out at the eerie sight, feeling goosebumps trail up her arms. She glances at the clock noticing she has an hour before she has to meet Stacie and Aubrey to honor Beca's birthday. Beca would have been 22, today, she thinks as works. Chloe sighs loudly, gathering her things and filing the paperwork. She makes a quick check around the mostly vacant ward before she decides to call it a night.

Chloe throws her jacket on and starts to make her way out of the hospital, looking down at the steps that led her to the sidewalk. As she nears the bottom, she sees the boots of an Air Force pilot and looks up. Chloe gasps loudly as she stares into the face of the pilot, wondering if she was dreaming.

Beca was standing in front of her, hands in front of her stomach. Chloe doesn't say anything as she moves closer to the brunette, lifting her arm up to brush her fingertips against Beca's cheek, half expecting nothing to really be there. But when her skin hits Beca's cheek, questions are swarming through her cheek.

"I told you I'd come back." Beca's voice laced through Chloe's ear, entangling her thoughts. Beca pulls Chloe closer to her, engulfing the nurse in a loving hug. Chloe still hasn't spoken, the shock still washing through her. "Come here." Beca lets go and moves to a bench in front of the hospital.

"But you..." Chloe starts as the two sit down. "You're real."

"Yeah."

"I wished for this everyday." Chloe says looking down.

"I know. Me, too. Every second of everyday. This was the first I could get word out." Beca says, grabbing Chloe's hands.

"I thought you were dead. They said you got shot down at sea." Chloe starts to sob.

"Yeah, I was. I was in the ocean... It was so cold. I missed you so much." Beca explains. "After I was shot down, I broke through my cockpit, half alive floating on the broken wing. I was picked up by a French fishing boat. They had me occupied there and I couldn't tell anyone. I just... I needed to see you. I'm fine, now, okay?" Chloe just nods, not knowing what to say. "I love you so much."

Chloe's sobs become more aggressive and Beca's is taken aback by it. "Chlo, hey... Hey, I'm here now. And I promise I won't leave you ever again. It's okay."

"Beca, you died!" Chloe exclaims loudly, gasping for air as the words left her mouth. "And so did I."

"It's fine, though. I'm here. Chloe, I'm here and we're going to be okay." Beca reassures, but when the nurse stays silent, Beca doesn't grasp what's about to come next. "I mean... We are okay, right?"

Chloe shakes her head. "I don't know what's going on anymore, Beca."

Beca looks at Chloe's ocean blue eyes, glistening with every tear. She sighs loudly before taking a full look at Chloe, realizing that something was different; her stomach.

Beca stands up, shock covering her face as she steps backwards.

"You're..." Beca stops, trying to wrap her mind at the view, berating herself for not noticing it sooner. "How could you?" Beca starts to turn and walk away, shock and anger filling her gut.

"Beca, it's not what you think!" Chloe exclaims, standing up and grabbing Beca's arm, only to have the brunette aggressively tug her arm back. Beca's mouth stood agape as she tries to find the words to say, but thinks it's just better to leave. She goes to walk away when Chloe shouts out, "It's not someone else's... Beca, it's yours!"

Beca stops as the words hit her ears and turns around, trying to fathom how it could possibly be hers. "That's impossible." Beca refutes, believing that even with her condition, she couldn't be fertile.

"It's yours, Beca. I swear." Chloe manages to get out through the sobs that started up once again. "I wouldn't do that to you."

"I..." Beca pauses as she hears distant voices getting closer around the corner. "How could you keep this from me?"

"I didn't want to. I didn't want to keep him from you." Chloe spits out.

"Him?" Beca questions in a shocked tone. Her eyes start to water up and Beca's trying to keep her composure.

"I found out a few weeks ago. When I found out I was pregnant... I was going to tell you, I swear. But I wanted you to focus on staying alive and not me." Chloe sighs, hands touching her own stomach. "I didn't want the thoughts of you being a mother cloud your mind and ruin your judgement when you were fighting a war. I'm sorry, Beca, I am so sorry. But please understand why I did this."

"I do. No, I get it." Beca furrows her brow as her demeanor changes completely. She feels her heart warm at Chloe's sincerity, and prayed that things would go back to the way they were before they left. She sits down next to Chloe and sighs loudly, before looking the redhead dead in the eyes. "Chloe, it's okay. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere, okay? I want you and I want this..." Beca places her hand over Chloe's baby bump, "more than anything in this world. Please, tell me we're okay..."

The voices from around the corner once again get louder and Beca turns around to see Stacie and who she makes out to be the nurse Aubrey, that she met in New York, round the corner.

"Beca?" Stacie stops dead in her tracks and Beca's breathing grows heavier.

"Stacie." Beca manages to get out before the two ran straight for each other and engulfed each other in a hug.

"You're alive. Oh my god." Stacie starts crying and Beca chuckles lightly. Stacie let's go before smacking Beca across the chest causing the shorter pilot to let out a loud 'ow'. "But you're an asshole! Leaving your girl here while she's pregnant, you totally could have just gone AWOL and came home, pretty sure they wouldn't notice. And also, how could you not tell me you volunteered?"

"I'm sorry." Beca rubs the back of her neck. "And I just found out about the baby, thank you very much. Look, Stacie... I didn't want you to follow me."

"How noble of you, Mitchell." Stacie says sarcastically. "You just found out? I may or may not have told Chloe against her will in the letter I sent." Stacie bites her lip at the confession.

Beca's eyes go wide, remembering the letter Stacie had sent, the one she never got to finish reading. She presses her lips together before looking up at her best friend. "I got it... I was reading it when the alarm sounded. I never finished reading it." Beca sighs, knowing that if she had read Stacie's letter all the way through, she probably would have been thinking more clearly, and fought harder to not get shot down.

Stacie nods knowingly before motioning for Chloe to come over there. Beca turns to watch as the redhead stands up and slowly walks towards the two. Aubrey takes it as a sign to join them and does the same.

"Well, now that you're here... Let's go celebrate your birthday!" Stacie exclaims, wrapping her arm around Aubrey's waist.

"I didn't even realize today was my birthday." Beca says softly. "I was just so ready to get back to you guys." She looks at Stacie and Aubrey before raising an eyebrow. "Also, when did this happen?"

"A few months ago, right before we got the news." Stacie shrugs.

Beca looks at Chloe who hasn't said anything, yet.

"Do you want to go?"

Chloe nods her head, but stays silent causing worry to wash through Beca.

"Okay, well... Let's go, then." Beca says. Stacie and Aubrey smile widely before turning around and leading the group away from the hospital.

Beca walks beside Chloe, wondering what was going through the redhead's head. She wanted so desperately to ask once more if they were okay, but didn't want to push Chloe into answering. Beca shoves her hands in her pockets, watching the ground.

"To answer your question," Chloe finally speaks up, "yes, I think we're okay."

A Few Days Laters…

Chloe wakes up in the middle of the night, gasping for air as she sits up in the bed. She had a night terror, one of the many she had since Beca was considered dead by the U.S. Air Force. Sweat beads cover her forehead as she tries to even out her breathing. Chloe lets out a small cry, causing Beca to stir next to her.

She looks down at the pilot and sighs in relief, remembering that Beca was alive. She lightly taps Beca's shoulder, waking the brunette up.

"What is it, Chlo?" Beca asks, sleep lacing her voice.

"I had a dream you died." Chloe manages to get out.

"Hey," Beca says in a comforting voice, sitting up and rubbing Chloe's back. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

"I know, I know. But I've been having them for the last five months." Chloe confesses.

Beca presses a kiss in Chloe's messy hair. "I love you, Chloe. I'm not leaving. I promise." Chloe nods. "There's actually something I've been meaning to ask you for some time, now..."

"Okay." Chloe says as she finally catches her breath, leaning into Beca's hold.

"So, I know that things have been pretty shitty for you... And I..." Beca pauses, "I just want to reassure you that I'm never letting that happen again. I just... I love you, so much. And I know that this whole thing is sudden, and a bit unconventional. But I was... Ugh. What I'm trying to say is... Chloe, will you marry me?"

Chloe let's out a small laugh, causing Beca to furrow her brow in confusion. "You don't have to, I just... You know..." Beca stumbles over her words. "I've wanted to ask you since New York but it wasn't a good time to ask then and I know it's a weird time to ask now, and it's not your typical-"

Chloe cuts Beca off with a short kiss to her lips. "Stop rambling." Chloe says against Beca's lips. "Yes, Beca. I will marry you. I don't think I've wanted anything more in my life."

November 23, 1941

Beca stood at the altar of a small church in her Air Force uniform, patiently waiting for Chloe. Stacie, Benji, and Jesse were standing next to her, while Chloe's side had Aubrey, Emily, and another nurse Jessica.

Beca couldn't believe she was about to be married, let alone had a kid on the way. Beca knew that Chloe's and her relationship was far from normal, but she wouldn't change it for the world. The two had been practically attached at the hip since Beca returned from England, aside from Chloe working and Beca training with Major Swanson. Beca hears the Wedding March starts playing and watches as the crowd stands up and faces the aisle.

Beca holds her breath, only letting it out when she spots Chloe walking down the aisle. Beca stares in awe as she takes in Chloe's features with every step she inches closer. As soon as she reaches the altar, the priest tells the audience to sit down and Beca faces Chloe, placing her hands in hers.

"We are here today to join this couple in Holy Matrimony. If anyone wishes to object to this bond, speak now or forever hold your peace."

The priest looks around before continuing. "It is to my knowledge that the couple has prepared their own vows..." Beca and Chloe nod. "Then we'll start with you, Lieutenant Mithell."

"Chloe, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were something I couldn't let go. I even made a fool of myself and broke my nose trying to get your attention." The audience laughs as does Beca. "I was shocked, to say the least, when you actually let it be known the feelings were reciprocated. We spent a year building everything we had, even if we spent most of it apart. And then, out of the blue, I dropped a bombshell on you; that I was leaving to go fight in the war. When I was shot down in England, you were the first and last thing that went through my mind. I thought of how you would take the news, I thought of how much I'd miss you and you'd miss me. It caused me to fight for my life, just to get back to you. Upon my return, it was like nothing ever changed. Well, one small fact did, and that was that I helped create a life within you. I love you, with every fiber of my being. And I'll continue loving you with every passing day. You are my entire world."

Chloe starts to tear up with happiness and hopes that she doesn't choke on her words when reciting her vows.

"Beca, it's been a rollercoaster being with you, I won't lie, but I would do it all over again, each time. From every first instance; the first kiss, the first time my eyes met yours, the first time we were truly apart, the first time... Well, you know... All of those firsts had led us up to this point, standing in front of each other with so much love and adoration. You've been my favorite part about life, and even when I thought I lost you, you beat the odds and came back to me, to us." Chloe gestures towards her stomach. "I'll love you for my entire life, Beca, and I'm so incredibly happy that I get to spend the rest of my life growing old with you." Chloe smiles at Beca as she hears everyone go "aww" at the end of their written vows.

The priest looks at Beca and continues the ceremony, "Rebeca Leigh Mitchell, do you vow to take Chloe Ann Beale as your lawfully wedded wife? To commit yourself to her happiness and self-fulfillment as a person? To promise to love, honor, and trust her, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

"I do." Beca says with confidence.

The priest turns his attention to Chloe. "And do you, Chloe Ann Beale, vow to take Rebeca Leigh Mitchell as your lawfully wedded wife? To commit yourself to her happiness and self-fulfillment as a person? To promise to love, honor, and trust her, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

"I do." Chloe smiles.

"Please present the rings," the priest announces as Chloe and Beca pull the other's rings. The priest continues and they exchange the rings.

Beca stares at Chloe, tears forming in her eyes as the priest says, "I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Beca leans forwards and presses her lips against Chloe's, hearing the audience cheer and clap loudly behind them. Beca throws her arms around the redhead, nuzzling her face into the crook of her neck.

"I love you, Chloe." Beca mumbles against her skin.

"I love you, too, Beca." Chloe smiles before pressing a kiss to Beca's head. "I'll always love you."

Aww. So sweet. They're married. Originally I was going to add their child's birth to this chapter, before the bombing of Pearl Harbor, but then the kid would totally just be there while the island was getting bombed and I wasn't cool with that. So he's coming AFTER (which fits the timeline anyway). Next chapter is the start of the war, please be prepared. Aren't you glad I didn't really kill Beca?