A/N: Hey guys! So I'm uploading chapter 2 and 3 with the first one – just how I typically do, sort of – mostly because they're all set-up. Chapter 3 will be up in an hour or so after this one, just need to write it. I also gave Luke a last name here :P More notes below.

I don't own pitch perfect.

No, it wasn't the call that she was expecting when she finally heard anything about Beca.

It was never a call she would ever expect from receiving at all.

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

The day started out normally. Beca had left early in a rush about something her boss had wanted her to get done before he comes in that morning, promising to pick up a few things from the bridal shop for the bridesmaids and groomsmen, that and to pick up their wedding rings, ready for the ceremony. Meanwhile, Chloe was out to pick up Stacie and Aubrey from the airport after work. They were supposed to meet up back at their apartment and met Luke, Jesse, and Jesse's current girlfriend at the Thai restaurant a few blocks from where they live for dinner.

But now those plans seemed like a faraway dream.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

She had just helped Aubrey and Stacie place their things in her car when she got the call from the hospital. Aubrey was talking about some corporate dummy she had to work with for a project, ranting her mouth off when the blonde had noticed that she had begun visibly shaking, tears spilling down her cheeks.

Immediately, Aubrey's mind jumped to the worst, and Chloe knew it. Her best friend would usually adopt a certain way around her whenever she was breaking down, ready to piece herself together.

Aubrey was tired but she chose to drive to the hospital instead of letting Chloe handle it. Stacie checked the directions on her phone while consoling Chloe and trying to get a hold of Luke.

Things simply had happened too fast for anything to fully register.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear

Luke was already there at the hospital when they arrived. He definitely looked like hell.

They hung around the waiting area of the floor where Beca was being kept for a few minutes to themselves. Aubrey took control in terms of updating the Bellas, this was important, and she wanted to keep everyone updated.

Chloe had looked up to watch Aubrey, she was a little bit jealous of how well she was keeping it together at the moment, but then again it was like a silent agreement that the two of them had. Be the strong one when the other one is falling apart. They were each other's pillars for the longest of times and she was thankful that right now, Aubrey was keeping up with that promise of staying strong.

Luke had been on the phone for the most part, talking to his dad and step-mom before calling Dr. Mitchell to let him know what was going on. Stacie had been the one consoling her until Jesse arrived all panicked by the situation.

Stacie looked over at Luke who just got off the phone, and soon Stacie and Jesse had started to console each other while Luke took Chloe in his arms in tight embrace. "It's going to be okay Chlo. Beca's going to be okay, I promise you that." Luke whispered in a soothing voice.

"How? How do you know that? Luke… I… We…" Chloe rambled on as she pressed her tearstained face on his shirt. She was trying so hard to find the right words to say.

"Becky's strong. She'll pull through." Luke replied, and somehow, Chloe couldn't help but wonder if he was telling himself that, if he needed just to say the words out loud and believe them, or if he truly meant it.

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

The doctors eventually reach them, their prognosis for Beca's case was good despite the fact that she experienced some major trauma.

"She's truly lucky, I don't think there's another way to put it." Dr. Cranston had said as she explained the extent of Beca's injuries. "The impact was strong, she was found thrown out of her car after it flipped over. She's got a few bruises, no internal bleeding though, and she had broken her leg. But other than that and the head trauma she sustained, she's doing well. She's stable now and we've moved her to a private room. We want to keep her under close observation for a few nights after she wakes up, just to make sure there are no other complications. But we strongly believe in it, your sister's going to make it Mr. Walker."

"Thank you, thank you very much Dr. Cranston." Luke replied before the attending had walked away. He turned to face Chloe with a hopeful smile and Chloe couldn't help but cry out tears of joy this time as she went over to hug him briefly.

"Can we see her?" she asked Luke a little uncertainly. "Can we wait in her room?"

"Well, the doc didn't say we couldn't. Although I think Beca's still out." Luke replied. "Why don't you go ahead, I'll our parents and give them updates."

"Let me come with you." Jesse offered, standing from where he was seating right next to Stacie but Luke stopped him before he could make his way to Chloe.

"Why don't you grab us some coffee or some snacks, something like that, yeah? We'll be here for a bit of a long time. 'Sides, I think Chlo deserves some alone time with Beca."

Jesse nodded and quickly did what was asked of him. Chloe then looked over to Aubrey, as if asking for support, as if asking if she can do this, see Beca all broken.

Aubrey simply nodded, a reaffirmation that if she needed her, she would be there, before she leaned her head on Stacie's shoulder and breathing in a deep and heavy sigh. Stacie took this as a sign and picked up her phone, taking the initiative to update the Bellas herself.

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do

Chloe sang the lines silently to herself. For some reason, the song had been playing in her mind the whole time since she's heard about Beca's accident.

Music had always been their way of talking to each other, communication unsaid thoughts and feelings that simple words always failed to capture.

So maybe, maybe, that was why.

Chloe's thoughts were clouded by only Beca as she made her way through the halls and into her room. For a second there, she was preparing for the worst. She found herself releasing a breath she didn't even realize she was holding as she pulled walked closer to where Beca was. Her leg was in a cast, there was a cut above her right brow and somewhere close to her lips, and then there was some visible bruising on the upper left side of his forehead. Chloe had to remind herself that the doctor said there was no internal bleeding and other than the rest of the bruises and cuts and scrapes that littered her body she was going to be fine.

Beca's going to be fine, she thought to herself as she breathed in a sigh of relief.

They were so close, that was the one thing running through Chloe's head. They were close to a happy life together, building a family, moving forward to a bright future.

And yet here she was, the tiny DJ brushing too close to death. The thought had hit her as Chloe gently took Beca's hand into her own. She almost lost Beca. She almost lost her forever. The reality of it still shaking her to her core.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear

Beca took a slow pained breath before grunting and almost immediately Chloe wanted to jump for joy.

Because it seemed that Beca was truly going to be okay.

Beca's eyes opened. She blinked a few times trying to adjust to the light in the room before gently turning herself to get a good look of the room. She looked confused and scared but otherwise she was okay.

Beca was okay.

Chloe leaned forward, "Hey, I've got you, don't worry." she said in a soothing voice, trying to her best to stop any tear that might threaten to fall. "You've got us really worried Becs."

Chloe clasped Beca's hand in both her own this time, trying to reassure her that everything would be okay.

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

But Beca wouldn't let her.

She instantly jerked her hand away as she struggled to get herself up, fear and confusion settling in more clearly.

"Hey Chlo… Beca!" Luke said as he stepped inside the room, rushing towards Beca's bed.

But instead of celebrating with Luke, Chloe stepped back, trying to process everything that just happened. Something's wrong, she knew it, she could feel it.

But Beca didn't break free from Luke. She didn't panic when she saw him.

"Luke, what's going on?" Beca asked, her voice sounding a little raspy. "Where are we?"

"You got into an accident there, Becky." Luke said with a gentle smile. "Don't worry we've got you."

"Is… is mom here? Wait, how… what happened?"

Luke turned to Chloe with a questioning look before turning back to Beca. Chloe could tell the question somehow threw him off a bit. "You got hit by a car." Luke said. "You got thrown out of your car. For some reason, faulty seatbelt I think? Mom's back at home with my old man."

"I have a car?" Beca asked him incredulously.

"Becky…" Luke started to say before getting interrupted by Beca.

"Don't call me that." she had said.

"Fine, Beca." Luke replied. "You sound confused there. You have a car. An apartment. A dog actually."

"When did I get a dog?" Beca asked confused looking around the room. "And, um, is she… uh, with you? "'Cause she's kinda' staring and it's freaking me out a little…"

"Beca, that's Chloe, you're fiancée." Luke said slowly trying not to scare Beca, but it alarmed her nonetheless.

"My what!? I don't… I mean… do I know her?" Beca exclaimed before asking her questions sounding incredibly lost. And in that instant Chloe knew for sure what was going on, sort of…

…she remembered Luke, but not her.

She most likely doesn't remember the Bellas either.

Something that got confirmed when they heard Beca's reply to Luke's follow up question of what she remembered last. "I don't know, I'm not sure. Falling asleep on the flight to Atlanta I think."

"Leaving from Portland?" Luke asked, just to be sure, although he seemed to know for sure what Beca's last memory was from, or rather from when.

"Yeah. Wait, are we not in Atlanta?" Beca asked. "I'm supposed to do the whole Barden thing, right?"

Luke took in a deep breath and sighed looking over at Chloe with concern.

Chloe nodded, keeping her lips pursed tightly before excusing herself and walking out the room. She barely reached Aubrey who was heading over to check on them before she gave way through the emotions that were taking over her.

They were too close… almost…

But the music had stopped.

Beca was okay, she was alive.

But it would seem her Beca was gone.

And Chloe could only hope to ask for how long?

A/N Part 2: I know, I think I have a thing for almost killing Beca in all of my fics, but in my defense, I do this with all my protagonists. There's something about breaking a character down until there's nothing left to build them whole again better than ever in some sense. But anyways, see what I mean when I say I'm borrowing elements from old stories and mixing them up? Sorry if the chapters are a little bit shorter compared to the last fic for now. They'll get longer for some.

There will be drama and angst for sure. But no, she's not going to run to Jesse, I promise you that! My whole intent for this fic is to have them fall in love with each other all over again with whatever traces of memory Beca may or may not completely get back, you know? Prove that they're inevitable :P