A/N: Here's the next chapter!

I'm sorry I got a bit carried away with this…

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I don't own pitch perfect.

It's been one week.

One whole freaking week where Beca had to live her life as the music producer to work with.

Not that she's complaining or anything.

She just really wanted to meet Chloe.

The Chloe of this world.

But Aubrey thinks that it's best that they wait. Sort of build the suspense. The blonde already met with Chloe and the jerk version of Jesse – as both Aubrey and Stacie claims – to get things finalized for the upcoming wedding. Aubrey also manage to ensure that Beca gets to be the DJ, so there's the prospect of seeing Chloe soon at least.

Stacie's been busy with whatever the hell she's doing in that lab of hers so Beca's staying clear of her for a while.

Dr. Conrad, however, tried to convince Beca to try and access their world's Beca's memories, if only to help their cause.

But even though Beca tried her best to concentrate, and meditate, and focus, and all those sort of things, it was to no avail. She couldn't access those memories.

So she decided to busy herself with the music for now. Nothing good ever comes from overthinking. She needed to clear her mind.

And Beca found it funny how easy she seemed to adjust with her sort of new life.

It wasn't until that one week later that Aubrey dragged Beca away from her busy schedule for some sort of mission, driving out of town heading to some mysterious destination somewhere.

"We're gathering the Bellas for the wedding. They've RSVP'd ages ago but apparently Chloe's having a hard time getting them together now."

"Why? The Bellas I know usually never passes out on a chance for a gathering." Beca remarked.

"Well, the Bellas of this world sort of drifted apart. We all keep in touch, but, you know, busy life and everything."

"Okay."

"Okay? You have no snappy comment there?"

"Considering Stacie's rather conservative and nerdy in this world instead of her usual, for the lack of a better word, flirty self – although your Stacie still clearly hot, so lucky girl, you. Now don't get all mad, glad she's saving all herself for you." Beca replied and grimaced at the image that popped into her head with what she had just said. "Anyways, I'm kind of interested in seeing what else is different with the Bellas of this world. I mean you're still you, but we're missing the lack-of-height nicknames you love calling me here."

"Do you want me to call you short?"

"No."

"Then why are you complaining?"

"I'm not used to you being nice to me." Beca answered truthfully.

Aubrey chuckled. "Boy are you in for a treat."

"Uh, Aubrey."

"Yes Beca?"

"Why are we heading towards the gates of that convent?"

"Because that's where we're going."

"Who exactly are we visiting here?"

But Aubrey didn't give a reply. They were already there.

Beca was never really the religious type, so visiting a convent just outside of town with its eerily quiet stone-walled halls was very unnerving for her.

The notorious DJ lady killer of this world.

Yup, nothing totally out of place here.

Other than Beca herself.

At least that was what Beca thought.

Until a rather familiar looking Australian greeted them in a nun's habit.

"Amy! Nun! What?" Beca muttered incoherently pointing at Amy, the habit, and then looking at Aubrey who just laughed in response.

"Oh my, look who we have here. It's nice to see you again dear Aubrey." Amy said as she greeted Aubrey with all the prim and proper demeanor that was to be expected of her.

"And she's all…" Beca started to say gesturing at Amy in confusion. "This is so wrong."

"Who is your highly amusing friend dear Aubrey?" Amy asked Aubrey.

"So, so wrong." Beca commented before Aubrey jumped in by introducing Beca to Amy. They soon found somewhere to sit near the grotto and the Aubrey explained to Amy how Chloe's about to get married soon and they really need to rush to get all their dresses fitted and everything.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I can still make it to the wedding. I've never left since I entered the convent and…"

"Hold up, why did you join the convent in the first place?" Beca asked still highly amused.

"Well, I wanted to be closer to…"

"Nope, don't answer." the DJ immediately said, interrupting Amy.

"Where did you meet this friend of yours, Aubrey?"

Aubrey was about to explain when Beca stood up, hands raised up in the air in resignation. "No, no, no. Whatever happened to the 'What's up aca-bitches?' spouting Australian who entered Barden and spent most of her time with one of her men or Bumper, mostly Bumper when he was around?"

"My dear, watch your language!" Amy said in hushed tones.

"This is weird!" Beca replied freaking out with Amy being a nun. "I feel like I'm in the twilight zone or something!"

"Beca, we've already established that you're not." Aubrey chimed in. "But she is right about one thing Amy, what happened to the point-dexter you were dating?"

"Point-dexter? Are we talking about Bumper?" Beca interjected and both Amy and Aubrey nodded.

"I think he entered the nearby seminary. We love each other dearly but we both decided that we both…"

"No! This is all wrong!" Beca exclaimed and immediately proceeded to explain to Amy how he and Bumper were in her own world, all the while avoiding referencing that she's not exactly the Beca from around here and claiming that that was how things 'should be'.

Somehow all the excited chattering attracted the attention of the whole convent.

And somehow they ended up getting Amy thrown out of the convent with an impromptu acapella performance of some rather crude songs that Beca knew her version of Amy would have loved.

Beca was sure there's a part of her soul burning in hell at that moment, but she reasoned that it was a greater crime, or sin, to be something you're really not, deny who you are and what you feel. That's how she got in this predicament in the first place.

So to whoever religious deity out there watching over her, Beca figured he or she would understand.

They also manage to break a rather nerdy looking Bumper from the nearby seminary. But that was pretty much to Amy's doing, once Beca got her wound up, there was no stopping her.

"I like your friend here Aubrey." she commented on their drive back. "So shorty, you really live up to your reputation don't you? All the defiling and corrupting and everything?"

"Now that's the Amy I know." Beca commented. "And I do not corrupt and defile!" she protested. "Here I thought you've never heard of me" the DJ then grumbled.

"That's right Amy, we actually need your help." Aubrey then added.

"Posen, just say the word, Amy and I owe you and your friend here." Bumper chimed in.

"Uh, okay. So Chloe's getting married, right?" Aubrey started.

"I can't believe she's still with that Swanson. He doesn't deserve her."

"Well, luckily that's where I step in." Beca then said.

"How come shorty?" Amy asked.

"Well, you see Amy, Beca here is in love with Chloe." Aubrey answered for Beca. "And Chloe was also once upon a time in love with Beca. She just doesn't know that the girl she promised to marry years ago before they parted ways for one last time in a playground is this badass DJ right here."

"I don't follow." Amy replied.

"Me neither." Bumper added.

"Well then Amy, you're in for a story of a life time." Beca said in response.

It was a long drive back to LA.

Just the perfect opportunity for the most romantic love story ever told, or at least that's what Aubrey claims, because you know, Beca wouldn't be caught dead saying that out loud.

But she most certainly one hundred and one percent agrees with it.