A/N: If I were to be honest, this is why the fanfic was written in the first place :3

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Two things, whatever Beca does in the universe she's in is definitely helping her grow up and mature – realize some things she's been trying to ignore. Likewise whatever she does to in that universe definitely affects it too. I froze her original world mostly to avoid complicated repercussions when she gets back (imagine if the Beca of the world she's in woke up in her body too and find all the differences of their world :O)… so yeah… but with the experiments below Stacie does give her a very important note.

[SPOILER] I wasn't sure who I wanted Chloe to be in the first place Beca wakes up in… so that's why that's that… but I thought it would be an interesting notion, that's why it was included

Also take not that this is only the 'first round' ;P

I don't own pitch perfect.

"I am not allowing you to hook me up to that contraption of death." was the first thing Beca said as soon as Stacie unveiled her latest invention.

Her lab techs and research assistants even pulled the whole drum roll and "Tada!" moment.

With spotlights coming somewhere from the lab as Stacie pulled the cloth off the thing.

Waving arms, party poppers, and everything.

But there is no way in hell or high water Beca would allow herself be strapped onto the metal bed plate with some sort of head piece with electrodes and stuff that's supposed to be glued to her head.

There was also what looked like a life support machine that Stacie kept referring to as 'life monitors' and what Beca guessed to be a defibrillator that one of the good doctor's interns kept shoving to the side of the darn machine to hide from Beca's view.

And all of those shiny metal equipment was connected to Stacie's time/space monitor instrument thingy that she still had no idea how it works.

So yeah, definitely not letting Stacie turn her into a lab rat.

"Beca, this is the only way for you to get back to your world, you do know that, right?" Stacie reasoned.

"I am still so not convinced."

"Look, we tried it out on Robbie here, and he's fine. Tell her your fine Robbie."

"I'm fine Ms. Mitchell."

"Really, where did Robbie go?" Beca asked, not at all trusting the intern who looked deathly afraid of Stacie.

"Well, he didn't exactly go anywhere. We tested the attachment separately to make sure we get good readings on your brain activity and vitals, and it's working like a charm."

"Huh. What happens when we start the whole thing together, you know, run that thingy with your bigger thingy machine?"

"Instrument Beca, not a machine. And as for your question, we don't know yet." Stacie answered truthfully before chewing on her bottom lip. "That's why we have the defibrillator on stand-by. Just in case something backfires."

"Stacie!"

"We have no choice Beca. You're the only one who we know can survive whatever the hell you went through. Consciousness transfer? I don't know. But anyways, we know you're currently Beca from earth somewhere else– we should really start numbering and labeling the earths we're monitoring – and so you're the only one we know for sure can go through whatever process happened before. Sorry for the lack of technical terms, we're still debating on how we want to call these things."

"So you're going to try sending me back with that thing now?" Beca asked.

"Not exactly. We've tried reaching your earth but I think because it's still frozen, we can't put in the exact coordinates. Instead we're sending you somewhere as close to it as possible. If you make it, then, don't worry about what happens next here, we'll take care of it. You go get the girl. But if you don't you'll be sent to the closest earth in its proximity in the multiverse. We can try to do this three times each run, any more would be placing too much stress on your brain and body. We've set up a lifeline system for you so we can pull you back if we end up sending you to the wrong place. I mean, you have the freedom to explore, but you know, if you need to return, you can. Also, this is very important to keep in mind Beca, you've been here for a while now and you've made an impact in our lives, know that whatever you do in whatever universe we end up sending you would made an impact in their lives. So don't let anyone know what we're up to, okay? One more thing, since you're physical body will be hooked up to our little invention here, you'll be unconscious the whole time, and to that extent, the same goes with the Beca of our world. I'm still not sure what happened, but she's in there somewhere, I'm thinking her consciousness is just being repressed. It could be that when the rift opened, her current state of mind was weaker than yours – she was probably very drunk – and that's why her consciousness didn't travel over to your world. So don't worry about getting lost in the time and space continuum, I am most definitely sure you'll still be somehow tethered to ours."

"Got it. So how exactly will that lifeline of yours work?"

"Remember the images we tested with you three days ago? We've stored your responses to them from your monitored brain activity. So, we're planning to send the image that invokes the greatest emotion of stress or fear using a pulse in the electrodes in your brain and pull you back to wake you up here since, one, you don't exactly have your world's body here otherwise we'll have two Beca's, and two, the only place you can return to is your own world, and if we can't access it with our first run, then I don't think we can access it any other way. Likewise, if you feel the same amount of stress from some sort of stimulus in wherever we send you, you'll instantly be sent back to us. It doesn't necessarily have to be fear, but something strong enough."

"Sounds fun." Beca deadpan. "Which image-brain measurement did you select?"

"The one with the evil clown." Stacie said with distaste.

The evil clown.

Yikes.

Said image was the reason why she couldn't sleep for two days.

Also the reason why she begged – and Beca was using the term loosely here – both Stacie and Aubrey to stay with her throughout those two long nights.

Beca begrudgingly agreed to everything, still not entirely convinced about what Stacie explained, but this was her only option, so…

Stacie's staff prepped her and they soon found themselves underway with the first run.

The first time Beca woke up she was in an equally huge room as she did when she first woke up in this world.

If possible, it was even bigger.

Everything around her was all bleak and dreary. She explored the world a bit and found that she was living in the Mitchell Manor.

Lilly was running her company, Mitchell Enterprise, as some smart scientist on her behalf.

Stacie was a police detective and was still Aubrey's wife – maybe Stacie had a point about the red string of fate after all.

The aforementioned blonde was the police commissioner.

She had Emily as some sort of ward she has taken under her wing.

Jesse was her butler. And very much aged too.

Her parents were gone, she was orphaned at a young age…

…Beca didn't need much exploring to know what alternate reality she was in.

It did help that she stumbled upon a certain cave…

…with possibly ever cool gadget known to mankind.

Before she knew it she was striking fear in all of her city's criminals.

And getting a little too worked up.

A certain confrontation on some rooftop somewhere almost sent her falling.

The initial panic causing spikes in her brain activity.

Which meant she soon woke up in Stacie's lab with a jolt.

"Beca! Are you okay? You're stress levels were off the charts! Where did we send you to?"

Beca groaned, ignoring Stacie's questions. "I didn't even get to see who she was in that universe!" she complained.

"What?" Stacie asked perplexed.

"You sent me to a world where I was Batman." Beca huffed and Stacie couldn't contain the laughter spilling out.

"You have got to be kidding me. And who was Joker?"

"I was just about to find out! But I think it's one of the Trebles based on the height, I didn't see his face though. Maybe Benji? I don't know."

"Do you still want to continue? I think you've had enough excitement for the day."

"Nope, we still have two more tries, so I say we try."

Stacie simply nodded as she had her staff help settle Beca back in place.

The second time Beca woke up, Chloe was the first thing she saw.

Apparently it was a world where she did attend Barden.

And they were dubbed the "Romeo and Juliet" of their acapella teams.

Because even while the Bellas were still an all-female group, the Trebles were a co-ed team.

With Chloe as a Barden Bella.

And Beca as a Treblemaker.

With a riff-off inspired by the scene where Mercutio dies, Beca decided to return to Stacie's lab.

As much as she hated seeing the mental image of the evil clown in her head, she didn't want to see the ending of the world she was in.

She didn't like the end of the said Shakespearean play.

And while their ending would most likely be less tragic than that of Juliet and her Romeo.

She wasn't entirely sure she could handle the rollercoaster ride that was to come.

The third time Beca woke up, Chloe was still the first thing she saw.

But as soon as Beca woke up, her brain activities spiked, stress levels even higher than before.

Because she woke up with a very much naked redhead in her arms.

With blood lining the corners of her lips.

And very sharp canines too.

Then Beca realized that the blood on Chloe's lips was actually hers

Who knew vampire Chloe could be so seductive and enticing?

Beca was only starting to understand the allure to the supernatural when she was suddenly back at Stacie's lab.

"You okay? We were getting different kinds of readings, I'm thinking a different kind of stress?" Stacie queried with an amused expression on her face.

"Shut up Conrad." Beca muttered, incredibly flustered with her face flushed crimson.

Looks like Beca was going to at least have some fun with this.