"Ambulance 35. Subject on 125 South Street not responsive."

The alarm went off for the paramedics to jump into action. That meant that Chloe, being the paramedic in charge, was to hit Maisyn in the face with her pillow so that they could get ready and go to the scene. Luckily for the redhead, Maisyn was the one to drive because Chloe admitted that she drove better, especially when they were speeding in the dark.

"Do re mi fa so fucking done with you, girl." Maisyn sang as they sped down the highway.

"Seriously? It's like 1am." Chloe groaned from the passenger seat as the woman next to her continued to rap along to Blackbear's song.

"It's never too early to listen to great music."

You would never know it by looking at her, but the 5'7", medium-built brunette could actually spit rhymes very well. Her best works were Eminem and Logic, and she could rap the entirety of "No Diggity", sometimes with a drunk Beca as her back-up at karaoke. Chloe usually complained, but liked watching her go crazy over a classic like "Remix to Ignition".

They pulled up onto the scene, shutting off the sirens but leaving the lights running.

"Holy shit, look at all the police." Maisyn said as she took the keys out of the ignition.

She wasn't wrong. There were at least 3 official cop cars there, 2 or more undercover cars, and a dozen officers and detectives.

"You must be the paramedics. Officer Olivia Brady." A tall blonde stuck her hand out, offering it to Chloe. She shook the hand, which was then passed on to Maisyn. "There's 3 overdoses. Pretty sure one is dead, the other 2 are breathing but not doing so hot."

The officer led them into the 2-story house. While on the first floor, the officer led them to a room where a woman was sitting on the floor, back leaning on the wall. Chloe crouched next to her, putting 2 fingers on her neck to try to find a pulse. When she couldn't find one, she put the same 2 fingers on her wrist.

"I'm not finding anything." She looked at her wrist watch. "Time of death 1:52."

The three women sighed as Chloe stood up. She has called numerous deaths before, but they always upset her, like she wished she could do something more. Regardless, her and Maisyn followed the cop upstairs to find a man in the bathroom and another in a bedroom. Chloe decided to take the man in the bathroom.

Putting 2 fingers to his neck, she lit up. "I got a pulse! It's weak, but it's there" She checked for all the signs of an overdose, including high body temperature, dilated pupils, shallow breathing. Chloe noticed the needle by his body and pulled out one of her own from her bag.

"What is that?" An officer, not Officer Brady, asked.

"Narcan." She uncapped the syringe and stuck it in the man's leg. Within 30 seconds, he went from looking dead to looking like the most alive person on earth.

"Where the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you?" The man stuttered. He was a skinny man who had many needle marks in his arms, but his voice was so deep that if you never saw him, you would probably be scared shitless.

"Number 2 is good, too." Officer Brady called into the room. Chloe smiled to herself, as that was the first time Maisyn had administered Narcan on something other than a dummy. "We have another paramedic team on the way. Take your pick."

The girls ended up with the other very skinny man, but he didn't have a deep voice or yell vile words at them. As soon as he was on the gurney, an officer handcuffed him to it, promising to follow them to the hospital in his squad car.

"That was wild." Maisyn said after they dropped off the man and headed back to the station. They found out that his name was Denny and he had done numerous drugs, numerous times, but this was only the second time he had overdosed. Of course, he would be put in jail for possession of opioids, but he didn't mind because "he's been to the slammer before."

"I have a question." Maisyn continued.

Chloe looked at the clock, 3:01. She would rather be sleeping right now. "Sure Mais, go ahead."

"Have you ever had a crush on a co-worker? Or not even a crush, but you just wanted to bang them."

Of course, the one and only Beca Mitchell came to mind. They flirted all the time, at least Chloe thought so. But she didn't know if it was a crush. She rarely thought of anything like dating or sex with Beca, just their flirty friendship with that one time in the shower.

"I don't know, maybe? It's kind of hard when there's not many females co-workers, especially gay ones." Besides them 2 and Beca, there was another woman that worked on Truck 17, but she worked a different shift 99% of the time. "Why do you ask?" Chloe curiously sat up straight in the seat.

"Well Taylor is pretty hot and we've been talking a lot." She giggled, turning the ambulance onto the road that housed the fire station. "He buys me drinks every couple visits."

"A forbidden romance, love it." Chloe laughed as they pulled into the parking lot. Despite having a drama filled morning, she managed to yawn three times before walking into the sleeping area.

"Where's Beale?" Beca said as she sat down at a table with a plate filled with an omelet.

"Beale and Grant had a 1 am call. Didn't get back until 3 or so." Lieutenant Brooks said casually as he walked by. Just for laughs, Beca would totally wake her up, but Beca herself hates having early morning calls, so she let her sleep.

As she began to eat her food, her phone buzzed:

[From: Emily]

Dad wants to know if you have the evening off. If so, come by for dinner?

Emily is Beca's little sister. The two weren't related by blood, but by adoption; Beca's dad adopted Emily when he married her mom, Kat, roughly 15 years ago. There were 4 years between them, so they weren't the closest of siblings when they were younger, but now they were basically best friends.

[From: Beca]

I get off at 5. I'll be there around 6. See ya then little sis.

Beca leaned close to Jesse. "I'm going to my dad's for dinner. Want leftovers?"

"Fuck yes."

The day went by pretty quick. 3 small fires were put out by Truck 17, but only 1 of them required Squad 1's assistance. The ambo went along on all 3 calls, keeping Chloe and Maisyn away from paperwork, which they didn't mind. Beca, on the other hand, had plenty of time to do her paperwork and decided to get off early.

As Beca was walking to her car, she heard quick footsteps behind her, followed by "Beca, wait!" It was Chloe literally running after her.

"What's going on?" She turned around to face the redhead.

"It's been kind of a long day and i was going to get drinks after. Maybe wanna join me?"

Chloe wasn't much taller than her, but Beca still had to look up at her. She loved getting drinks with the woman, so looking into her icy blue eyes and knowing she had to turn her down hurt her a little bit.

"I can't. I have this family dinner thing. Maybe next time?" Beca put a hand on Chloe's upper arm, showing that she was sorry.

"It's fine, Bec. Have fun." Chloe covered Beca's hand with her own. A couple seconds went by and the redhead patted the younger woman's hand, prompting both of them to take their hands away. "Tell Em I said hi, alright? It's been awhile since I've seen her."

"No problem." She smiled and turned around to start walking to her car again.

"Hello?" Beca called throughout the house. She sat her bag on the floor and took off her shoes.

"Bec?" Emily was seen at the top of the stairs, but in what seemed like half a second, she was down them and greeting Beca with hug.

Emily was 22 and finishing her fourth and final year of college, which was 3 more than Beca completed. Her major was Childhood Development, or teaching little kids. The entire family thought it was perfect for the woman who loved kids and could easily act like them, too.

"Long time, no see, kid." Her father John came in. Although he and her stepmom only lived less than an hour away, she rarely went to go see him. Emily didn't either, as her life at Georgia State University was often busy. "Finally my two girls together. It's been what, 3 months."

"Well y'know, the fire station stuff and all." Beca shrugged as she walked further into the house, specifically the kitchen. "So what are we having?"

"You get to the point pretty quick." Emily laughed as she sat in a chair.

John sighed. "Italian beef. It'll be ready soon."

"Can I take some home with me, too? We don't really cook and Jesse kinda loves your food."

Kat, coming from a different room, said "Of course, Beca. You can have all the food you want." She gave her step-daughter a quick side hug.

Beca smiled at the older woman. "Thanks, Kat. At least our next meal is promised, because usually none of them are."

Beca smirked as Emily exclaimed "Same!". John just sighed while shaking his head at his daughters.

"Where's Beca? She's usually on your arm when we come to the bar." Maisyn slurred as she was already getting drunk.

"She had some family thing." Chloe took a drink of her beer. It was her fourth and she had yet to feel the effects. She blamed that on Beca, because that was her specialty and has groomed Chloe to drink as many bottles as her.

"Family? I didn't think she had any..she, like, never talks about them." The younger woman took a shot of some alcoholic concoction and slammed the small glass on the bar.

Chloe furrowed her eyebrows. "Well, yeah she does." She laughed as Maisyn spilled some of her drink down her chin. Chloe could always count on her partner to be drunk way faster than herself.

"She's a cooler anyway." Maisyn downed another shot.

"Did...did you just use a term from New Girl?" Chloe asked in confusion. She was only on season 3, but she knew she has heard it before.

"Yes, because it applies here, Beale. When was the last time you took someone home when Beca was with you."

"I, don't, um-" Chloe stuttered.

"Exactly. When she's here, you don't get laid. So, Beca is your cooler." Maisyn took a gulp of Chloe's beer. Screwing her face up at the unexpected, gross taste, she called over a bartender who quickly gave her a rum and coke.

"Well Aubrey is supposed to set me up soon."

"Don't wait for your friend, get someone now. There's plenty of options."

Another rum and coke was made, this time it was slid in Chloe's direction. Her fellow EMT winked as she walked, or stumbled, away. Chloe bit her lip and looked into the fairly large crowd, considering what her friend had said.

"So how's school, Em?" Beca asked as she finished her meal.

"Good. Just a few more months to go." Emily basically squealed. Beca nodded her head with a smile on her face. She couldn't believe that her baby sister was about to graduate college.

"Maybe Emily graduating is enough motivation for you to go back to school. What do you say, Bec?" John said as he stood up from the kitchen table. He was a college professor, so naturally he wanted both of his kids to get degrees.

"I don't really think so, but nice try, Pops." She grinned as she started to clean the table.

"Come on, Bec. I know you can do it."

"I know I can, too. I just don't want to. Just like I don't want to talk about it." She angrily threw silverware into the sink and set the glass plates, surprisingly gently, on the countertop. "I think I'm gonna head out. Thanks for the food. I'll call sometime soon."

Beca carried the plastic bag that contained the food-filled Italian beef. Despite protests from her family, she grabbed her things and left.

"It's always the college thing. Just one meal, John." Kat said as she walked past her grumbling husband.

It was now 1 am. Luckily, the EMTs followed the same 24-on, 48-off schedule like the firefighters did, because the girls were still drinking and would need their entire time off to nurse the hangovers at the rate they were going. They shifted from one bar to the next, sometimes dancing, sometimes just hanging by the bar, but always having a drink with them. For the past hour Chloe had been drinking water, but attempting to sober up didn't stop her from peeing behind a dumpster while her friend kept a look-out. It also didn't stop her from drunk dialing her "cooler".

Beca had been asleep for a few hours, getting home around 8:30 and relaxing until she passed out about 10. She thought about meeting Chloe at the bar, but she had no idea she would still be out until she got a phone call.

"Chloe? What the hell, it's like 1 in the morning." The brunette groaned as she turned on her bedside lamp.

"I'm a little drunk." Beca could hear her giggling and noises of people fading away.

"You need me to pick you up?"

"No...well, no. I called an Uber. I'm fine."

"Well, it sounds like you're having a good time so i'll let you go."

Despite being drunk, and slowly sobering up, the redhead still sensed distress in her friend's voice, even over the phone. "What's wrong? And don't say tired." She compressed a giggle.

Beca half-smiled as she crossed her arms over her torso. Her phone was on speaker as it rested on her shoulder. "It's nothing. Call me when you're sober and I might tell you."

"Beccaaaa, tell me now."

She laughed into the phone. Figuring she would forget in a couple hours, she went ahead and told her. "My dad keeps pressuring me into college. It's been like 7 years, but with Emily graduating he won't let up. He thinks I just dropped out, which sucks because he doesn't know the whole story. And really, I love firefighting, and it's something I don't need to waste money on to guarantee me a job...you still there, Red?"

"Yeah Becs I'm here." She slurred her words, earning another laugh from Beca.

"Call me later and tell me how bad your hangover is, okay? Night."

"Will do mi amigo."

Outside the bar, Chloe heard all of Beca's words, but because of the alcohol they went in one ear and out the other. She felt Maisyn tug at her shoulder while signaling that their Uber had pulled up. Chloe giggled again as they piled into the car, giving the driver directions.

Back at home, Beca had put her phone back on the night stand and had her lamp turned off. Despite being in the dark again, she couldn't find away to fall back asleep. It felt good telling Chloe how she felt, even though she probably wouldn't remember. What kept Beca up was the thought in the back of her head that Chloe might remember and ask her about everything.

Ooooooo so how'd ya think? I'll be introducing more Pitch Perfect characters within the next few chapters. With the New Girl reference, I have been binging it for days so I couldn't resist. As for Beca's college experience, what do you think happened? comment and favorite! :)