A/N: Hey guys! Here is chapter 5 featuring Aubrey and a few more Amy and Stacie moments! Things may or may not get intense for a while. See notes below for songs featured in this chapter.

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It was one of the busiest nights Beca had ever had. The aca-initiation party thing from earlier included. The popularity of both the program and the mystery DJ running the shift had exponentially increased over the week that Beca was getting more and more callers during her twelve to three block making requests and hoping to get a chance to speak to the now dubbed 'Midnight DJ'.

It's been insane. Not that Beca was complaining.

I'm in the club with my homies, tryna get a lil' v-I,
Keep it down on the low key, cause you know how it feels.
I said shawty she was checkin' up on me,
From the game she was spittin' my ear you'd think that she knew me.
So we decided to chill

Conversation got heavy,
She had me feelin' like she's ready to blow (watch out oh, watch out)
She saying come get me, come get me,
So I got up and followed her to the floor,
She said baby lets go, when I told her I said

Yeah, yeah

Beca queued up the last song on her set after the Usher song request. She took a deep breath. She was tired, maybe a little hungry too, but it was worth it. There in the small DJ booth of the radio station, Beca was able to find some solace and clear away her thought. She was keeping her eye on the prize, dreaming off LA as she absent-mindedly bobbed her head to the beat of the song. She couldn't help but wonder what she would be doing if she was there right now. Maybe she'd be trying to find a steady DJ gig at a club somewhere and possibly add her own small radio station gig too. She'd probably work by day, waiting tables to try to get herself all set-up. She'd pay her dues, no matter how high the toll was, she won't give up on her dreams.

That's what she told herself.

But then again, her situation now wasn't that bad. At least she got the chance to meet Amy and Stacie.

She got the chance to meet Chloe too.

Beca smiled at the thought of the redhead. Chloe had called for requests multiple times over the night, the last time she sounded so sleepy when she ask Beca – or rather, the Midnight DJ, as she was referred to all night through – to play her 'Fallin' by Alicia Keys.

That was her last call, so Beca figured she must have dozed off by then.

But really, what Beca seemed to be happy about the most was that it seemed like Chloe went home from the party early that night. The second time the redhead called, Beca could hear the background noise that sounded like an episode of an old 90s cartoon that played late night.

She went home. She went straight home and she couldn't possibly be watching cartoons with anyone right? But why would she just head straight home?

Beca shook her head, chasing the thoughts away. She could see Luke settling down outside the booth, getting ready to take over and she took that as her cue to go home.

Beca woke up half past one in the afternoon the following day. She remembered getting back some time around four in the morning, sticking with Luke during the start of his show, mostly because her step-brother brought her early morning pre-breakfast snacks.

So yeah, imagine Beca's annoyance to see at least 50 messages on her phone, mostly from Amy and Stacie, because apparently Aubrey Posen had sent an early morning message that they will be having their first Bella meeting that afternoon.

That and the fact that had about twenty five minutes to get ready and to get there on time after wasting five precious minutes going through all her messages.

Beca cursed under her breath. She was so tired when she got back from her shift that as soon as she entered their dorm room it was as if her bed was the strongest magnet in the world, pulling her in and immediately sailing her off to dreamland.

Waking up was already hard for her, she usually took her time to get up.

Beca wasn't sure what being a Bella even meant for her yet. But it was already starting to suck.

All their new members got there on time. All of them. Except for one.

And of course the special one had to be the alt girl.

Beca Mitchell entered the Bellas practice space trying to catch her breath, almost bumping into the two girls Aubrey had just sent packing for getting Treble-boned.

"What's up with that?" Beca asked clueless.

Of course, of course she would be.

"Someone got Treble-boned shorty." Amy volunteered as an answer.

"So you have them drag their chairs out the auditorium? Really? Was that even necessary?"

"This is war Beca." Aubrey started, she could already feel her blood boiling. She saw the tiny brunette talking to one of the Trebles last night before she disappeared from the party. She wasn't really sure who the guy was but she also didn't see him any longer. If she had her way from the start, the alt-girl wouldn't even be with them, but Chloe insisted. Sure Beca was a good singer, but she just wasn't Bella material. And if Aubrey only had her proof of her illicit associations with the Trebles, she would have Beca gone by this second, out of the Bellas forever.

But unfortunately she doesn't.

And she can't just chuck her out right then and there. Chloe won't let her hear the end of it.

"Enough. Why don't we focus on why we're all here?" Chloe said diplomatically and Aubrey released a breath she didn't realize she was even holding.

She kept on glancing back at Beca as they discussed their 'battle plan' to get to Nationals. And again, of course the alt-girl would challenge everything she said. Each quirk of her eyebrow, each snort, each tightlipped smile and shake of the head to demonstrate Beca's disapproval didn't escape Aubrey. The brunette wasn't even trying to hide the judgement in her eyes with every decision Aubrey had with their set list.

She did enjoy the fact that her face fell when she mentioned cardio – Aubrey was going to enjoy that a lot.

She also didn't seem to look forward for the two hours every single day of practice.

It was just the first meeting. The first of many. And Aubrey was thankful that every time it felt like she was going to buttheads with Beca, Chloe diffused the situation quickly. She wasn't looking forward to spending so much time with Beca Mitchell.

But at least she could use that time to keep a close eye on her.

It was a Saturday!

And even the only slightly religious people believed that Sunday was rest day.

Not that Beca was complaining about working on a Sunday, she was gladly working at the radio station for her graveyard shift but practice every day? Really?

Not that she's and acapella expert or anything.

Plus cardio.

She's going to die. And soon.

She already felt tired from everything else, she was soon going to be exhausted beyond the acceptable limitation of being exhausted. She had classes in the morning during the weekday, that was challenging enough but getting up early in the morning for weekend practice would be hell.

Then again, she's just thankful that everyone vetoed Aubrey's proposal of having their weekend practice start at six in the morning since most of them had morning classes and some of had a full schedule in the afternoon.

Also, she was thankful that Chloe pointed out that they had a common two hour block in the late afternoon for practice so they should just stick with that.

But it still sucks.

She had classes five days a week, she had the internship at the radio station, then she has Bellas practice before her midnight gig – which she swore to herself, come hell or high water, she won't ever give up – plus the fact that she had to a lot time actually studying to prevent herself from failing – her father won't let her hear the end of it – and it just…

…it sucks…

At least the silver lining is that she gets to see Chloe every day.

And at least Amy and Stacie were around to keep things entertaining.

The other Bellas also seemed nice enough.

Plus, at least she can prove to her dad that she was actually trying. Trying as a college student. Trying to be in college. She remembered their talk that morning he came in to drag her to class. He gave and addendum to their agreement that she had to fulfill, join a club.

And no, the radio station is not considered a club, especially when the station manager is her step-brother.

His dad really didn't seem too keen on the whole thing in the first place.

So…

…really that was just one of the reasons why she considered sticking with the Bellas and auditioning. Although Chloe helped a lot. Also, at least she didn't have to sign up for something else she'd rather not be a part of.

"You okay shorty?" Amy asked as she joined Beca in their dorm room and Beca let out a groan as a response. Amy chuckled. "Looks like Aca-nazi is going to rain hell on us, huh."

"Aca-nazi?" Beca retorted.

"Yeah, that's what the other girls and I are calling Aubrey. Stacie is not pleased with it, but you know, whatevs." Amy replied. "You look tired. Didn't drink your weight in alcohol last night, did you?"

"No, just got busy." Beca honestly replied. Thinking about it, she didn't even get the chance to drink anything at all.

Amy nodded and then silence. "What?" Beca asked, getting up on her bed to look at Amy. She could feel the Australian's eyes on her and she found it a little unnerving.

"Nothing. Just thinking."

"Thinking what?"

"Our set-list sounds like it's from the medieval ages." Amy said flatly and Beca laughed a little.

"Yeah it does." She agreed before slumping back down on her mattress. That was another thing. She didn't mind the whole acapella business, but they could at least try to sing a song from the decade.

But no, Aubrey must uphold her traditions.

"You should play her something." Amy then let out absent-mindedly.

"What?" Beca asked unsure if she heard Amy right and what Amy meant by that.

"I see you on your computer making wonderful music all day. You should play something to Aubrey, or at least Chloe, just so we can convince them to sing something more upbeat."

"Amy, you haven't heard anything I made." Beca replied. She wasn't entirely lying. Yes, she started playing some of her own simple quick mixes – nothing from what she considered was her masterpiece list – during her show but… other than that Beca hasn't let anyone here her work… and Amy doesn't know about her radio station gig, not even about her internship... unless… no? If Amy knew, she would tell her.

But then the alternative meant that Amy's been snooping and messing with her things and she just didn't want to jump to that conclusion yet. She trusted Amy.

And for Beca Mitchell, that meant a whole lot.

"I just figured shorty. If you're bad at it, I don't think you'd keep going. Besides, the thing with the cup form your audition? That was just, wow. And if you could make amazing music with a cup." Amy shrugged and Beca smiled.

Yeah, that was probably it.

Beca tried to get some sleep for the rest of the day – she felt like she was going to need it – before heading for the radio station.

"Beca." Matt greeted on his way out and Beca nodded as an acknowledgement.

The shift started as usual, even more requests than ever – she really need to talk to Luke about that, maybe they could mask her voice somehow without going all deep throat? – but she really didn't have that much time to think. The first caller was her favorite fan, Chloe, and of course Beca obliged with her request.

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

And like always, a smile had lowly crept on Beca's face as she played the song the redhead requested. She wondered if Chloe was listening the whole night, every night, if she fell asleep listening to Beca's program. For some reason that escaped her, it made her feel good inside. The 'maybe yes'.

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service

She was trying to settle in and relax as the song played, shooting a quick text to Luke about the voice thing when she received a message from Chloe.

Chloe [12:05]: Hope you're already asleep when you get this! Don't be late tomorrow

Beca [12:07]: I won't. I'm still up though

Chloe [12:08]: You better not be! There will be consequence!

Chloe [12:09]: Goodnight Beca :)

Beca chuckled although a part of her already feared what the consequences would be. If it was Chloe doling out the punishment, she wouldn't mind at all. If it was Aubrey though… that was another question…

She had a feeling it would be related to cardio.

Beca queued up the next song before sending a reply.

Beca [12:12]: It's technically morning Chloe

Beca [12:13]: sweet dreams though

Chloe [12:14]: Same here Beca :)

The next couple of hours was spent on Beca trying to come up with ways of improving her show and playing her set along with a few requests. She was playing many party-themed music, no surprise there, but like the other night, she was pleasantly surprised about the number of calls coming in.

It was an awesome feeling.

And it definitely was making her feel better about pushing forward with her dreams.

"Hey Midnight DJ! I know you won't be answering but can you grant my wish and play 'Entourage' by Omarion? Thanks! Love your show by the way!" Stacie said over the phone before hanging up. She was in Amy and Beca's dorm room staying up with the blonde Australian to listen to Beca's show. It's become there thing now, a way to silently support their beloved tiny DJ.

And Beca didn't disappoint. She was quick to respond to that request

I don't need nobody else around, see
Love the way you compliment my style
Though you may end up bein' my only girl
'Cause when you're with me you're my whole world

Rehearsals were brutal. And that was saying something considering it was the first day of full-on Bellas practice.

Aubrey wasn't cutting it for any of the Bellas. And as much as Stacie hated it, she got shut down for all her attempts to flirt with the blonde.

Like when it's just me and you
Vibe is crazy between us two
You're my homie, my lover indeed and my friend
Now I said this before, I'ma say it again

Thankfully, they didn't need to diffuse any situation. Beca was there right on the dot but she looked really tired and exhausted.

Or maybe that was why she barely made any verbal complaint.

Now here is the situation, I like what we've got happenin'
And I don't want nothin' comin' in between both me and you
I'll let you be lieutenant if you let me be captain
Tell me if that's cool

Or maybe that was just Chloe's presence. Seriously, the chemistry and vibe between those two! It's insane!

Baby, I want you to be my entourage
Super fly chick
You could be my personal superstar
Super fly chick

Baby, I want you to be my entourage
If you want then we could take this very far
Super fly chick

"Earth to Stacie!" Amy said for what Stacie didn't know was the third time.

"Yeah, sorry, zoned out a bit."

"Thinking about the Aca-Nazi?"

"Yes, no, maybe? I was thinking more of Bechloe."

"Bechloe?" Amy asked in confusion.

"Beca and Chloe." Stacie replied.

"Yeah, I get that, but that's the name you're going with?" Amy then asked before shaking her head. "Never mind. What about those two?"

"Oh, nothing much, just that, they look perfect together."

"Are we going to interfere soon and get things started?" Amy asked with a wide grin and Stacie sighed.

"We can't. It'll be unfair to Beca." Stacie replied with all honesty. "I mean, we at least should try to let her realize she has a thing for Chloe first right? Or maybe have her talk about it with us? I don't know. By the way, when are we going to tell her that we know about the DJ gig?"

It was Amy's turn to sigh "I don't know, shorty isn't exactly the sharing type. She's insane talented, and I almost slipped once too because I can't stop praising her. I just don't get it though. Why the mystery thing with her DJ gig? I want to talk to her but I'm afraid that she'd run and hide or something. I don't want to make her uncomfortable."

"Yeah, me too. I think she's putting herself out there by joining the Bellas though. Which begs the question, why did she join?"

"Red?" Amy offered as an answer.

"Well, other than Chloe Beale." Stacie replied and Amy shrugged. "Aubrey doesn't seem to like her."

"Aubrey doesn't seem to like many things. She shut down my beatboxing skills."

"I… well… she might have a point there…"

"Wow, Stace, thanks." Amy replied. "But back on shorty. She looks so tired from working the late night shift and scrambling to do her bare minimum for studies. Must be hard to have your dad be a professor at your university keeping tabs on you."

"Yeah." Stacie agreed. "I feel her stress, it's totally not good for her. We have to support her, you know, like if she comes in late again or something."

"Agreed." Amy replied. "I mean, she must have her reasons for hiding the fact that she's the Midnight DJ. So operation 'Protect Beca Mitchell' is on for now?"

"Definitely." Stacie said, nodding. "I hope she does let us know soon though. I have something for her she can use." she then mumbled.

The week had been going by fast for sure. Aubrey just wished that improvement with the Bellas would happen fast too. Right now, they still lack the right chemistry to be champion acapella singing group material.

Much to her dismay that is.

She was walking with Chloe over to their shared class, discussing some changes to their practice regimen she's been thinking about tweaking to better whip the Bellas into shape. Technically, it was her persevering with trying to reach her best friend who seemed to be distracted with other thoughts at the moment.

She wanted to also talk about Beca who she spotted eating lunch with the Treble boy again. She had already defended the fact that he was a friend once, which meant she had an argument with Chloe about her suspicions once already as well.

And Aubrey was keen on providing proof first before trying to convince the redhead again.

And it's just like the ocean under the moon
Well it's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah
Gimme your heart, make it real
Or else forget about it

Aubrey sighed.

She was trying to get Chloe's attention again when she noticed that she had started singing lightly under her breath.

She heard the song last night too, right before she went to sleep. She'll never admit it to Chloe but she actually does listen to the new late night/early morning radio show on campus. The DJ was pretty talented, much was for sure.

"Chloe Beale! There you are! You know I could kiss you right now!" Aubrey heard Luke say in his unmistakable English accent, wrapping her best friend in his arms and giving her a quick hug.

Chloe looked surprise, but Luke's been a sort of good friend of theirs so she let it slip.

If it were Aubrey though, she might've attacked Luke and ripped out his vocal chords.

"What did I do to deserve this thanks?" Chloe asked confused.

"You've taught an angel how to smile is all I'm saying." Luke said before starting to walk away. "Enjoy your day my pretties!"

"One of these days…" Aubrey started to say.

"Relax, Luke's just being Luke. And he's in a might good mood too."

"Still." Aubrey argued. "What did he mean by what he said? Taught an angel how to smile?"

Chloe shrugged. "Again, Luke is just being Luke I guess? Oh, you know what! We should've totally quizzed him on who the Midnight DJ is! Oh, don't give me that look Bree, I know you're a closeted fan."

"Ask him next time then." Aubrey replied.

It was Friday.

And Beca just wants to sleep all day.

But the day wasn't over just yet.

She hated the morning classes really, it was her dad that got her the timeslot to push her to wake up early. Then she had the internship at the station that had her pretty much scrambling on her feet. Luke may be her step-brother but she knew how much the guy was actually strict. Proof? He already yelled at Jesse twice for being late and Beca was given a stern warning once when she almost came in late.

Then of course was Bellas practice.

"Sure you don't want me to walk you?" Jesse asked as they both left the station after their shift.

"You're the enemy as far as Aubrey's concerned, so no, I'm good. Thanks for the offer though."

"Hey, if you still have time, we can probably…"

"I really need to go Jess." Beca replied quickly before sprinting off for Bella's practice. She's running late already thanks to one other freshman messing up the library they were stocking.

She was thankful Luke wasn't around and that they managed to sort things out quickly.

But alas, Beca was not going to escape the wrath of Posen.

"You're late. Again Mitchell." was Aubrey's stoic response.

"As shocking as it sounds, I have life outside the Bellas Posen." was Beca's quick response.

"Like what? Fraternizing with the enemy?" she heard Aubrey ask. The reply came fast and sharp and Beca was about to respond when Chloe shot her a look and shook her head.

Beca took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "I had a thing." she replied.

"What thing?" Aubrey pushed.

"Beca had a meeting with her dad." came Stacie's quick reply. "Right Beca? I thought you mentioned something about that last night."

Beca looked at Stacie curiously but nonetheless nodded. She was tired. She didn't want to argue with Aubrey any longer.

"Your dad? What would your dad be doing here?" Aubrey started to ask again before it dawned on her. "Dr. Mitchell? He's you're dad?"

"Yep." was Beca's tightlipped answered. "But that's beside the point, am I punished with more cardio or what?"

"I think you've done enough cardio to get here already." Chloe then said, jumping in before Aubrey could say anything else. The blonde huffed in annoyance before getting back to her position by the white board and Beca mouthed 'thank you' to Chloe. The redhead responded with a warm smile before taking her position next to Aubrey who was talking about something about a 'riff-off'.

Whatever that was.

Beca really couldn't care much about it.

Except that Aubrey expected them to be all there and that it was apparently going to be that night.

At midnight.

Beca asked how long it would be and Aubrey shot her a glare. "Do you need to be somewhere else, Mitchell? All the acapella teams will be there. I don't see why you can't be."

"Are you trying to imply something Posen?" Beca replied.

But Aubrey chose to ignore that. "It depends on how good the teams are this year. So be there Mitchell."

The command in Aubrey's voice was unmistakable

Just Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Here's to hoping Luke won't be busy tonight

Songs featured in this chapter: Yeah by usher ft. Ludacris and Lil John; Head Over Feet by Alanis Morissette; Entourage by Omarion; Smooth by Santana ft. Rob Thomas.