A/N: Hey guys, I've had this written for a while bit didn't want to post it without being sure that this is where the story's going. It's not exactly what I was expecting, but I've apparently temporarily lost the ability to write fluff. There will definitely be a happy ending to this story though.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Pitch Perfect or the characters.

"But Bechloe was canon…" Stacie says with tears in her eyes, "I don't understand…they never argue…they'd never intentionally make each other cry…what the hell happened while we were gone?"

"All I know is that we have two insanely upset captains on our hands, and that we need to sort it out before we all completely fall apart," Cynthia Rose says before turning to Amy, "you really need to speak to Beca, you're the only one with any hope of getting an answer from her."

"Okay, I'll give it my best shot, I can't stand to see those two upset, especially if it puts the Bechloe ship at a risk of sinking," the blonde girl replies as she leaves to try and get some information from their DJ.

"Stacie, you do realise that the only person that Chloe will be honest with is Aubrey, right?" Jessica asks tentatively, earning a collective groan from the rest of the girls.

"That's true, but there's no way I'm getting her involved in this until we've found out exactly what's going on and we're sure that Beca can be out of the way of Bree's wrath. It would be preferable if we could sort this out without her; as much as I love her, she really won't help this situation by going all army commander on everyone," she replies, knowing that getting Aubrey involved would be a last resort, even though she wants to spend more time with her former captain.

"Okay, so I guess we just have to wait now to see what Beca has to say for herself," Ashley says, looking around at the girls, who all just nodded before descending into silence, waiting for news from Amy's information gathering mission.

As Amy walked into her bedroom, she saw that Beca still hadn't moved from the position that she was in when she first came home. Walking further into the room, she stopped by the bed and sat down, causing a flinch from the brunette currently occupying the small space next to her.

"Beca, we're all really worried about you, what's happened?" she asks as tactfully as she can manage, the only reply being the DJ curling up into an even tighter ball.

"Becaaa…" Amy groans, "you know I'm no good at these conversations, and I know that you aren't either, but since we've both been put in this situation, I think you should help me out."

"I've been a complete ass and ruined everything," Beca says, whilst rolling over to look at Amy briefly before curling back into her ball.

"Well, that was unexpected, but at least it's a start, maybe you could elaborate just a little so that I can at least attempt to help you," she coaxes, only gaining a vigorous head shake in reply. Sighing, the blonde returns downstairs, unhappy with the results of her questioning.

As she enters the living room, the rest of the Bellas look at her expectantly, though all she can give them is a small and defeated shake of the head.

"She really wouldn't talk to you?" Jessica asks in a small voice, hating that they are all in this situation.

"Nope, all she said was that she was an ass and ruined everything, but gave me no clue as to what's happened. I guess, we'll have to leave her for a while," the Australian says in a defeated tone.

"It's alright Amy you tried your best," Stacie says, trying to reassure her friend, "Beca's stubborn at the best of times, just give her some time and she might come to us."

"Meanwhile, what do we do about this situation?" Cynthia Rose asks, the question being one that nobody could truly answer, "we can't just let it continue while we sit down here ignoring it; that would be unbearable."

"I'll go and see if I can get anything out of Chloe, she's always been there for us, we need to be there for her too," Stacie explains, getting up to see if she can help her captain in the same way the redhead has helped every one of the girls in their times of need.

"I hope she can find out what's happening, I really wouldn't be able to cope if this continued," Emily whispers after Stacie left the room, a louder voice seeming inappropriate when everyone was so silent. All she received was solemn nods from the rest of the girls.

Stacie slowly opens the door to Chloe's room, hoping that the redhead's no knocking policy still applied at this point. As she walks over to the girl, the sight breaks her heart just as much as it broke Cynthia Rose's previously. She carefully sits at the edge of the bed, taking out Chloe's earphones and stroking her hair to wake her up.

"Chlo? I need to talk to you," the brunette whispers as the older girl begins to stir.

"Oh, hey Stace," Chloe says, trying but failing to hide the emotion still filling her voice, "what's up?"

"That's what I wanted to ask you; are you okay?" Stacie replies, not at all being fooled by the redhead's act.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I was just really tired after yoga this morning and I think I'm coming down with a cold or something, so I was trying to sleep it off," she says, smiling as an attempt to put on a brave face for the girls, which she always tries to do. Being aware of this fact, Stacie gently presses for more information.

"Why does it look like you've been crying?" she asks.

"Oh," Chloe looks like a deer caught in the headlights at this point, "I must have been crying in my sleep, I sometimes have these dreams about puppies tackling me to the floor and I cry in them because it's so adorable. Sorry if I worried you, but I'm still quite tired, so I think I'll go back to sleep now," the redhead says, whilst turning over and hoping that Stacie will leave, which eventually, she reluctantly does.

Walking into the living room, she sees that the mood has worsened since she left, and, although they ordered pizza earlier on, which had just been delivered, it was hardly touched. Not liking the way that things were currently turning out, and not able to live with having the fate of the Bellas on her shoulders, she gets everyone's attention by simply saying.

"I'm calling in the commander."

A/N: Hope that wasn't too bad. As always, please review and come shout at me on Tumblr if you want: narwhalsarecooltoo.