A/N: As promised here's chapter 9!
We'll be back to alt worlds in the next one and I promise to upload that as soon as I can.
Thanks! Comments are always appreciated :D
I don't own pitch perfect.
Beca looked at Aubrey a little pissed and still a bit groggy for waking her up at seven in the morning.
On a Sunday.
It was day sixteen in alternate world-verse.
And Beca was getting impatient for wanting to go home and for wanting to meet the Chloe of this world.
"You can be pissed all you want but I really need your help here." Aubrey started to say as she paced back and forth in the living room of 'Casa la Mitchell' while Beca slouched, all grouchy and everything, and wrapped around with a blanket as she sat in her couch.
"Explain to me again how I can help you with locating Lilly."
"Again, I don't know where she is."
"So what possessed you to invite yourself into my place and drag me from my bedroom at seven in the morning from the fact that you can't find Lilly? If you can't find her, why do you think I can?"
"I don't know, I needed help from someone reliable."
"You must be desperate Posen if you think I'm reliable for the job. Where's your wife?"
"She's been stuck in her lab for days trying to help a certain B.M. phone home."
"Amy? CR? Jashley?"
"Amy is still… err… making up for lost time with Bumper. CR hopped on the next plane headed to her hometown to do exactly what you're doing, or at least planning to do, you know, win the heart of the girl she truly loves and pray it's not too late. And seriously, 'Jashley'? Ashley lives in San Francisco, she was only in town for some business thing and squeezed us in, and Jessica is with Chloe today."
"I wish I were with Chloe today." Beca mumbled.
It was the truth.
Plain and obvious too.
"Well you can't and I need your help." Aubrey stressed out. "I was trying to contact you yesterday, where were you?"
"I didn't know I had a private plane until yesterday, why did you never tell me that before?" was what Beca chose to give as an answer.
"Why on earth is this relevant Mitchell?"
"I went to Atlanta for the day and got back early morning. Literally only had three hours of sleep before you woke me up."
"What were you doing in Atlanta?"
"I went to see my dad." Beca said simply and Aubrey understood.
She understood everything that needed to be said from there.
Like how Chloe would understand her with just one look.
Or how the Aubrey of her world would understand Chloe with just one look too.
Good grief, Aubrey Posen was truly her best friend!
After a few minutes of the silence that followed as Aubrey went to the kitchen to fetch Beca some coffee, Beca nudged the blonde who was now sitting next to her looking deep in thought. "So how do we find Lilly?"
"I have no clue. My own contacts said she's doing some 'jobs' for the government at the moment but that things should wrap up soon and she'll be back."
"Okay, first of all, define 'soon'. Second, where will she be back to?"
"I asked the same thing about 'soon' and got the vaguest answer. She lives in DC last time I checked, but you never know with Lilly."
"So how on earth am I supposed to help you out with that information? Even in the world where I was a Bella, I had no idea where she kept disappearing to."
"Lilly always shows up whenever a Bella is in need of her help." Aubrey started.
"Again, not a Bella of this world. You know this." Beca pointed out exasperatedly.
"I was talking about me genius. I need your help to send the message that I need Lilly here."
"Won't we be messing up whatever she's doing for the government?"
"Lilly is the definition of pure awesomeness when it comes to… whatever it is that she does… she usually wrap things up faster, a little less perfect but perfect enough, and shows up with no problem at all."
"So where do I come in?"
"You're famous and connected. I don't know, maybe slip something about your best friend Aubrey needing help with some serious matter whenever you chat with some of your famous and influential friends and she'll probably here about it."
"Sounds easy enough." Beca said as she agreed.
A good three days later, a few run-ins with famous people, and Beca finds herself standing on the terrace of her suite with a mean looking woman in a ninja get-up stepping from the shadows.
Beca was sure she would be assassinated or something for a good minute or two before the woman revealed herself to be Lilly.
To say that Beca almost had a heart attack would have been an understatement.
She was trying to say something Beca couldn't quite get – some things never change – and instantly called Aubrey.
The blonde didn't answer but thankfully she was already on her way to see Beca for a late night dinner mixed with planning for the next day.
Which was apparently a big day for some new experiments with Stacie.
But Beca wouldn't know about that until tomorrow.
Lilly instantly warmed up to Beca as soon as Aubrey arrived and explained the situation to her.
The situation being Chloe getting married.
And Beca being in love with her.
Lilly was at first a little unsure on whether she would vote for Beca to win Chloe's heart but she was somehow convinced by the tale of two children who made such an innocent promise when they were younger to find their way back to each other and marry each other someday.
After all, as Aubrey pointed out, it was one faultless way to simply tell someone you loved them.
Oh how everything was simple when we were young.
So Beca thought.
She made a promise that she would love and cherish Chloe for the rest of her life when she was like what, five or six?
And for some strange reason she seems to be holding on to that.
Beca couldn't understand why or how, but she knew that that was the truth.
Like it was almost her most basic instinct even as a child to love the redhead.
The night somewhat ended peacefully, Beca making her way back to her room and looking at the picture in the frame.
She closed her eyes, only to wish to wake up in the arms of her own redhead.
Only she didn't.
But something did happen.
A dream of sorts.
About two children who met in a playground somewhere in some town in Portland.