A/N: Thank you for all of the continued support! I know I keep repeating myself, but it really does mean a lot and helps the whole writing process. I am doing my best to stay on schedule. I don't have a musical selection for this chapter, but suggestions are welcome.

Now replies to guest reviews below. As always, I hope you enjoy the new chapter! I certainly had a lot of fun writing it.

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Guest (Loving it): Aw shucks, man! Thank you!

Mia: I am so glad you liked it! :)

Guest (in another language): Is that German? I don't know the language, but I watched a lot of German soaps in my day. I know 'super' and 'danke' are all good things. So I am not sure what you wrote, but I think it is good. Thank you! It is cool to know I have an international reader! :)

Awesome: I'm sorry! *hands you tissues and gives you a hug* You might want to brace yourself with this chapter too. No, she hasn't actually said it yet. That is actually a really good question. Her form of expression is primarily physical. So she would probably say it a million times through a kiss or hug, but might have trouble saying the actual words. It will be up to Beca to interpret what they mean, which she has been doing pretty well at so far. That would put the Bellas in a really awkward situation. I think, at least for now, they will be celebrating that Bhloe is a real thing. (Don't worry she'll say it, but not when you expect it.)

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She was busy staring off into space, intermediately working on a mix, waiting for Chloe to get out of class when she got a text. It wasn't what she was expecting. No, an invite to a Bellas's movie night, from Aubrey of all people, was not what she expected. Beca really didn't want to go. She could just imagine all of the comments about her and Chloe and mind numbing boredom due to, what was sure to be, a horrible movie choice. Besides, she already had plans. Chloe and she were supposed to get pizza and then spend the rest of the night listening to music with, what Beca hoped would be, several make out secessions mixed in. So she definitely wasn't going. She was sure she could convince Chloe to hang out with her instead. Also, she wasn't dressed to go out. She had traded out her skinny jeans for a pair of sweat pants. Once the tight constricting material was removed from her body, there was nothing that could get her to put them back on again. Well except for maybe Chloe, but she wasn't there.

As if reading her mind, she received another message.

C-Bear: Movie night! You totes better be there. I am going to go get ready.

Beca puffed out a breath full of indignation at the complete destruction of her plans for the night. Her last hope was to pull out her sweat pants excuse. Surely Chloe would understand. After all she always looked impeccable. Given the movie night was going to be at Aubrey's apartment, their captain would probably appreciate it too. She did seem to be obsessed with Beca's appearance. It would only be considerate of her not to show up and not disturb the feng shui or some shit like that. Chloe beat her to it though.

C-Bear: Your sweats are totes okay.

Then Beca was sighing and shoving herself back from her desk, slouching dramatically in her seat. She knew she was going to go because Chloe was there and if she wanted to see her that night, she was going to have to go to a stupid movie night. That didn't mean she wasn't going to wait though and wait she did.

By the time she got to Aubrey's apartment, she was five minutes late for the scheduled six o'clock meeting time. She spent the whole walk shuffling her feet and sighing as if walking was a great effort. Then she was there. As soon as she opened the door, she wanted to leave. It looked like one of those stereotypical sleepover teen movie scenes, all that was missing was a pillow fight. Everyone was in their PJs and cozied up with pillows and blankets. Amy was throwing popcorn at everyone, who were all throwing it back at her, well except for Lily. Lily was too busy catching the popcorn in her mouth to be throwing it, her sole goal seeming to be to catch every kernel thrown before it hit the floor. She had a pretty high success rate. Aubrey was the only one not participating. Aubrey was in the middle of the popcorn fight, trying to get them all to stop. Which, after a few threats, they complied with. Really Beca couldn't blame her for once. It was a nice apartment and exactly how she pictured it would be. Everything was organized and put in its own individually labeled box. A nice sterile white with a few neutral beige accent walls. The perfect apartment for the control freak in your life! It made Beca wonder how her bubbly redhead, with big pops of color, and little miss perfect ever survived being roommates.

Beca just looked at the door, seriously contemplating leaving, given it was probably the only chance she would get. She made the mistake of looking back though and then her eyes were catching Chloe's. She froze, looking similar to a dear in headlights because she knew she was screwed. There was no escaping.

"Get your cute little butt over here Mitchell."

Beca looked back at the door she had just entered through. She contemplated if she could still get away with leaving or not. Then Chloe spoke up again, raising a stern eyebrow. "Mitchell."

Beca just sighed dragging her feet as she went. It was hopeless. Apparently one look at a stern Chloe was all it took to make her stay. She didn't know what it was, but angry Chloe just did things to her body that made it respond in all the right ways. She finally came to a pitiful stop in front of the girl in question. Amy made a whip noise. Beca instantly twisted her head to glare at the other Bella. Before she could fully turn her head, someone was pulling her arm, pulling her into their lap. Beca let out a squeak of surprise. A blush at the sound quickly followed and only brightened when she looked up to find each Bella giving her their own version of a shit eating grin.

The smallest Bella tried to ignore them, trying to direct her glare at the woman whose lap she found herself in. Only she couldn't hold it because Chloe was looking at her in the same way she did right before she usually kissed the brunette. Beca found herself gulping before clearing her throat and pushing herself off the other girl's lap before comments could be thrown. The older girl was having none of it, wrapping her arms around the younger girl so she could pull Beca's back into her front, legs splayed on either side. Then Chloe was shifting forward so her lips were right next to Beca's ear. She spoke as if nothing was happening, tucking a blanket around them essentially locking the petite girl in place. "Comfy?"

Beca tried to act disaffected, pouting, but her body betrayed her. There was a shiver that ran the length of her body with each shifting of Chloe's body. Desire soon followed. With their bodies so close, it would be impossible for Chloe not to notice. It seemed she had too, her voice dropping an octave. Beca could imagine the accompanying sex eyes.

"Did I ever tell you how totes hot you look in your little old sweats and flannel?"

Chloe's hand slipped beneath the blanket to play with the waist band of Beca's pants. Then her hand was trailing up, pushing past the edge of Beca's tank top, to draw patterns on Beca's bare skin. The petite woman's pulse instantly spiked and her back arched ever so slightly, enjoying the contact. Then, because Beca wasn't already practically unraveling in Chloe's hands, the older woman chose to nip at her ear lobe before retreating back. Beca couldn't help her eyes from fluttering close or the silent breathy moan that followed, completely forgetting about the other girls in the room.

When her eyes opened again, her surroundings coming into focus, she realized exactly where she was, blood rushing to her face. Her gaze snapped to the other girls in the room. The first set of eyes she met were Amy's. For once Amy was silent, appearing to be in shock. The hand she had been using to shovel popcorn in her mouth was frozen in midair and her eyes were blown wide as popcorn fell from her mouth and into the bowl in her lap. Cynthia Rose had a similar reaction, but there was a hint of heart eyes. Stacie had a self-satisfied smile in place and winked when Beca looked at her. Lily didn't seem to notice, appearing to be meditating while perched atop a bookcase, her lips twitching in a fish fashion. The only one not pleased was Aubrey, who had an expression in place that was somewhere between a look of disgust or pure horror.

Stacie was the first one to break the silence. "Should we just forget the movie night? Leave you two alone? I'll let you borrow my cards. I have flavored dental dams?"

Beca's blush deepened. She was just starting to stutter out a response, Chloe not helping at all, when Amy piped in.

"I'm surprised you can store that much blood in your face. I'd think it'd all be in your-"

Aubrey immediately cut the Aussie off, looking about as mortified as Beca. "Okay, that is enough girls." She spared a stern glance towards Chloe for her next statement. "Chloe no sex in my apartment." She then clapped her hands like she hadn't just said that, refocusing on the whole group. "So what movie are we watching? Did anyone bring 'The Notebook'? I just love that film!"

Beca scoffed, not really fond of sitting through a movie she could barely stand drunk. She rolled her eyes, poised to say just that when Chloe pinched her in the side. A loud squeak permeated the room. Beca just blinked owlishly at everyone as she mumbled an apology. It wasn't too bad though, Chloe pressed several kisses to the back of her neck as a reward for holding her tongue.

Lips appeared at her ear again to whisper, in a voice that should be criminal, "I'll kiss it better later."

After that Beca didn't even realize the movie was playing until 20 minutes had passed, her mind reeling with possibilities. When she did come back to planet Earth, she found herself snug against Chloe's front, the older girl's fingers dancing across her, now, fabric clad stomach. She found it somehow comforting. Beca tried her best to stay awake, but found it hard to when she hated the film playing and Chloe's body was warm and inviting. Then she was asleep.

When she woke up again, her body was completely turned so she was curled sideways into Chloe's front. Her head was tucked under the older girl's chin, nose pressed into Chloe's collar bone. The redhead's one hand was rubbing soothing circles into the base of her back, while the other rested on her thigh. It was almost the exact same position she found herself in when waking up in the morning from nights Chloe spent the night because she couldn't sleep. Beca was so content she found herself falling right back to sleep, nuzzling further into Chloe, her arms wrapped around the redhead's waist.

The second time she woke up, she was draped over something, but that thing was moving. At first she didn't really think much about it, clinging to the object, assuming Chloe was just shifting in her sleep. Then it hit her that the movement taking place was more than just someone rolling over. Beca immediately snapped awake, grasping the object in question with her arms and legs in a death grip.

"What the fuck, dude!" Was all she could come up with in her still sleep dazed state.

"Oh, hey sleepy head! You must be like totes tired. You slept through the whole Bellas night. Which I can't blame you, the movie wasn't aka-tastic, but you even slept through pizza. You must have been exhausted because that's definitely not a Beca thing."

The petite girl was relieved to find, for some reason, the moving object was Chloe. Chloe who appeared to be giving her a… piggyback ride? "What?"

A hand gave a squeeze to one of her thighs. "No worries Becs. I totes snagged you a few pieces for later before Amy challenged everyone to an eating contest."

"No, Chlo like why am I on your back?"

"Oooh. Well you just looked so cute and cuddly. I didn't want to wake you up. And it's totes better than Amy's plan."

Beca took a minute to contemplate what Amy could have come up with. "Chlo?"

"Yes, Becs?" Beca could hear the smile in her voice.

"Well, I'm like awake now and everything. So you can, like, put me down."

"But we're almost back to our dorm."

"Yeeeah, but I can walk. I have these things called legs that are used to walk that you are holding that work perfectly fine."

"But this is so much more fun! It's like when we were kids."

Beca grumbled, whining "But I have a badass reputation to maintain now."

Chloe let out an amused puff of air, speaking in a stage whisper for affect. "Becs, after tonight, I don't think anyone is buying that."

Beca buried her face in Chloe's neck, letting out a groan of frustration. She picked up her head before speaking again. "Could you at least slow down?"

"Why?"

"So I can jump off."

"No can do. I have a strict schedule to keep."

The smaller woman tutted at the utter ridiculousness of the other woman. Very cute, but utterly ridiculous. "Well then I'll just do it now."

She began to wiggle, but Chloe tightened her grip around the petite girl's legs to stop her.

"Beca. Mitchell. If you jump off my back right now, I will not help you when you hurt yourself and probably me."

Beca huffed in defeat. "Will you PLEEEASE let me down Chloe?"

"We're only five minutes away."

"Exactly, I can walk now."

"What if I promised to do more than just kiss away the owies at the spot I pinched you?"

Beca perked up at the proposition. She contemplated the redhead's words all for half a second before blurting out an, more than intended, enthused response. "Deal!"

Chloe practically bounced the rest of the way.

Beca definitely wasn't disappointed when they came to a stop outside of Chloe's dorm room. Then she was slipped from Chloe's back as the older Bella unlocked the door. Then a small pizza box was being thrusted onto the nearest table like surface and Beca was being pulled inside. As soon as the door shut, Chloe started on Beca's side, pushing up the fabric of her shirt and leaving long open mouthed kisses on the newly exposed skin. From there she moved up and across, sucking at the more sensitive spots. Beca was withering in place with pleasure, thankful for the door at her back. Even more thankful when Chloe steered them towards and then onto her bed. Then her shirt was removed. Next was her bra and Chloe was left to gaze upon a part of Beca she hadn't seen since the shower they, kind of, shared. She looked on with hungry awe filled eyes, her fingers trailing and softly prodding to remove each item of clothing that used to be there. Then Chloe was removing her own shirt and bra.

As Chloe straddled Beca, the younger woman was allowed to trail her hands across Chloe's bare torso and even to taste it with her own lips. She was reverent with her own administration, taking her time at each spot that made Chloe squirm, to lick, nip, and massage. Her exploration only lasted a few minutes, ending soon after she had taken each one of Chloe's nipples into her mouth and let her thumbs play against them. It was long enough to leave Chloe panting in Beca's ear and her back arching, her hips grinding down into Beca's.

Then Chloe was back in control. Her style, so to speak, fit her personality perfectly because she liked to play. And play she did. She trailed her hands up and down Beca's body, always just missing the spot Beca wanted her to touch most. Or her hands would just ghost over the area, barely touching the area next to Beca's breast or other select places. Without fail, as soon as her hands moved onto another area, her mouth would take over the previous spot, fulfilling the promise her hands had outlined. Then she would take the area into her mouth and then sooth it with her tongue, repeating the process until it was a nice rosy red. Then she would move on. She saved Beca's breasts for last. By that time, Beca was sure she would climax just from the smallest administration, her body literally rolling with desire and moans easily falling from her lips. Somehow she made it through the slow massaging of her breasts, even with Chloe's skilled hands. Then it was over and Chloe curled into Beca's side.

By the end of both of their explorations, they were turned on beyond belief and Beca's upper body was covered in hickeys while Chloe's only had a few well-placed ones in some really sensitive spots. They laid, Chloe half on top of Beca, as they tried to cool down, both knowing they weren't quite ready for the next step. How they were in that moment in time was more than enough. There was something so amazingly comfortable about laying bare skin against bare skin. Beca was more than happy to bask in it. Chloe seemed enamored with the petite woman's sides, not able to stop herself from running her finger tips up and down the expanse of skin. Or maybe she just liked Beca's reaction, the smaller girl's muscles contracting and hips searching for purchase, practically purring with each stroke. Beca was almost positive she was going to die. She was so glad they were both still wearing their pants because she was sure her arousal would be visible. But even with the possibility of death, it was worth it. Even if no release ever came. She was happy with Chloe and their non-relationship relationship thing.

Finally they separated, each taking a cold shower, then getting comfy in their PJs, and Beca munched on the previously discarded pizza as Chloe combed out her red locks. Chloe had provided her with a large oversized t-shirt that hit Beca mid-thigh. Beca was pretty sure half of the appeal of her wearing the shirt was the fact that it showed off her legs and occasionally rode up to show off the boy shorts she was wearing underneath. At least she found Chloe giving her enough glances to imply that was the reason. Chloe was in the tiniest pair of plaid sleeping shorts Beca had ever seen and a loose fitting tank top that tantalizingly dropped lower than intended than it stayed in its designated place. Chloe's outfit made her pause mid bite when the ginger first came back into the room from her cold shower. After all, they both agreed it would be best if they took turns taking showers. It also allowed them to take off some of the edge in other ways, if need be, without needing to get embarrassed. Once the pizza was gone, they were slipping between cool sheets, instantly snuggling into each other, their bare legs intertwining. Beca sighed with content, instantly ready for sleep.

Chloe nuzzled Beca's collar bone. "Beca?"

The smaller girl shifted, pulling Chloe closer, almost asleep. "Hmmmm?"

Chloe's one hand reached out for Beca's hand, playing with the fingers attached. Beca tried to wake up more knowing it was going to be a more serious conversation.

There was a pause before Chloe hesitantly asked, "Do you…" She took a deep breath. "Do you ever wonder what would have happened if you never moved?"

Beca took a moment to fully go over the question in her mind because Chloe had never actually left her. She had just existed in another reality for her. There was never a need to wonder though because Beca had been positive of what the outcome would have been. She would have been left behind for Jason. So, no, she hadn't. She knew she was taking too long to answer because Chloe's hand was retreating and the ginger's body was stiffening. So Beca just blurted out her answer.

"No… not really."

That was the wrong answer because a quiet, "oh" echoed back at her. Then Chloe was shifting away. Beca reached out, snagging her arm, giving it a light tug to pull the other girl back to her. She let one hand gently push back red hair that had fallen into the other girl's face.

"Hey… let me explain." When Chloe didn't retreat, but refused to meet Beca's eyes, obviously hurt, Beca continued. "I just… I didn't need to. I-I already knew what it would be like."

Beca concentrated on the thumb she was running back and forth over Chloe's arm. Her words seemed to grab Chloe's attention because a quiet voice responded. "What do you mean?"

When Beca looked back at the other girl, she found big blue watery eyes looking back at her.

"You-you like had Jason and-and he was, sort of, replacing me. So I just knew, you know? He'd-he'd, um, have you and I just… wouldn't. Which fine because, you know, you didn't, um, like me like that. But I, um, liked you like that. We just-we'd lose touch and you'd choose him. You just… that's what you did."

There was another expanse of silence, the words left to sink in. Beca looked away, afraid of what the silence meant. That maybe Chloe hadn't really cared back then. That their old friendship meant less than this new one. It was feeding her self-doubts about herself, about having no self-worth. Then a tan hand was sliding into her's.

"I'd choose you. I'd choose you every time."

Chloe had spoken in a quiet voice, but it was full of such raw conviction Beca had no reason not to believe her. Then she was catching that perfect shade of blue with her darker set. Chloe's face said it all, completely open to her, letting her see the truth her words held.

"I broke up with him after you left. He didn't-didn't understand why I was so upset that you left. I was-was so distraught. It was really stupid because I was more upset about you than I was about him. All I wanted was you after… Just you, but-but you never called. I just," Chloe's voice hitched around a sob. "I know I did something wrong and I tried to be so much better after. I really did, but I know I failed. I'm sooo sorry Becs!"

Chloe went to retreat away again, but Beca wouldn't let her, pulling her back towards her.

"Hey, you didn't do anything wrong. Dude, I just… I was hurt and-and didn't know what to do. I couldn't talk to my best friend about my broken heart because it was broken because of you. Not like because of you because of you. But I just didn't know what to say and your life seemed so much better without me. So I thought it would be better, you know… not to call. I'm just-just, um, happy I found you again."

After a few sniffles, Chloe replied with a soft, "Me too."

Then she was cozying up back into Beca's arms.

"Can I kiss you now?"

Chloe chuckled at the question before replying with a hint of a smile. "Always."

Beca bent down to press her lips against Chloe's. There were a few lighter ones placed before they settled back in again for sleep. Just as it was starting to come, an almost asleep Chloe stated simply, "I thought about it."

"About what?"

The older girl yawned, pulling Beca closer. "About if you stayed."

"Really?" Beca ran her hands through Chloe's hair, massaging her scalp as she went. She liked the way it resulted in Chloe nuzzling closer into her neck, her hands tightening briefly before loosening again in Beca's shirt.

"Hmmmm… I used to think about you a lot… how you were… what you were doing." Chloe shifted a millimeter more, getting into that perfect sleeping position.

"What was the conclusion?"

Chloe's voice was draped in a blanket of sleep, just a few seconds away from fully falling asleep. "I would have really liked you… Like like liked you."

Beca perked up a bit, nudging the girl lightly to keep her awake, needing her to answer her. "Really?"

"Yep…" Chloe popped the 'p'. "Not 12 year old Beca, but… end of middle school beginning of high school Beca… 12 year old Beca was like a baby… totes all awkward limbs and everything."

"How do you know?"

Chloe let out a big yawn before nuzzling back into place, sinking back into that warm cozy place found before succumbing to sleep. "Because I liked you at the activities fair before I knew for sure you were you… then," Chloe yawned again, wrapping her arms around Beca's waist more securely and pulling her closer. "Once I knew, I fell pretty hard…"

Beca couldn't help the feeling of glee that overtook her or the words that escaped her lips.

"I love you."

But Chloe was sound asleep. It did not dampen Beca's mood, saving her from the possible non-response and what would come with that. Even though she was pretty sure Chloe felt the same. Especially after what she had just said. She let herself have that moment in time, safely tucked away in Chloe's arms. No, instead of worrying, she pressed a kiss to the top of Chloe's head and sunk in further, following the other girl's lead.

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A/N: Someone requested more scenes like the one with Beca and Chloe at Walmart a long long time ago. I don't remember who you were, but Chloe giving a sleeping Beca a piggy back ride was born from your request. Also I didn't realize that I had Aubrey basically say she loved the 'Notebook' when Stacie had an emotional reaction to it in the chapter the Bellas invite themselves over to Beca's room and get her super drunk until after I started writing the transitional first paragraph. Which was what I wrote last. So Yay! To my brain because the whole situation is kind of perfect, if I do say so myself. Which I did!

It's really late here. So I am going to respond to the rest of the reviews in the morning. I need sleep. I just really wanted to get this posted. Hope you all have a great day/night!