A/N: I'm trying to make a full circle of things so this chapter's a little slow.

But that does mean we only have two Bellas who haven't appeared…

…and with one of them appearing here it only means we get to see Chloe soon.

So stay tuned!

Chapter 12 will be up hopefully by tonight.

I don't own pitch perfect.

Beca worked the next day a little absent-mindedly and called it a day early in the afternoon, Stacie's words the day before still echoing through her mind.

Because the ever so brilliant Dr. Conrad was of course right.

Emotions were the key.

When she was looking at the picture before she fell asleep a good two nights ago, emotions were what triggered the dream.

The memory.

She missed Chloe.

She longed for Chloe.

And she wanted so bad to know and see Chloe, even if it was this world's Chloe and not the one she inadvertently left behind.

She remembered talking to her dad the other day too.

His surprise and delight at Beca taking the first step for reconciliation ever so clear.

Beca sighed as she slumped down her couch tired form everything that had been going on.

But apparently the day was just about to begin.

Beca was about to doze off when she woke up with a jolt from the sound of someone stomping into her living room. "Beca Mitchell! What's this I hear about you going for a solid twenty days without sleeping with someone new?"

"Flo?" Beca asked quite perplexed at the sight of the Bella.

"I was gone for my well-deserved vacation for a month and all of a sudden you're a changed woman? Is it about a girl?"

Beca stared at the version of Flo right in front of her for a moment. From the surface, nothing much was different. "I'm surprised Aubrey hasn't told you."

"Why would Posen tell me anything?"

"Well, she's been gathering the Bellas for Chloe's upcoming… err… wedding." the DJ sincerely answered, the word 'wedding' being incredibly hard to say.

Or maybe it was the thought of the redhead getting married to someone else that made it hard for her.

"Who's Chloe?" Flo asked, leaving Beca speechless yet again.

How could Flo not know who Chloe is?

Unless…

…she was never a Bella in this world.

"Is she the girl? Beca Mitchell, are you getting married?" the not-actually-a-Bella Flo asked incredulously.

"You didn't go to Barden?" Beca asked, the words flying quickly out of her mouth before she could actually think about the consequences of her actions.

After all, this had the potential of turning out to be exactly like her interaction with Luisa the first day she was in this world.

Flo looked at her, face all scrunched up, as if she was trying to discern what was going on in Beca's mind. "No."

"How do we know each other and how do you know Aubrey then?" Beca asked herself a little too loudly as a response.

"Uh, earth to Beca? I'm your personal assistant."

"I thought Jaime was my personal assistant."

"She's your second one. I'm your primary one." Flo replied, this time being the one even more confused than Beca.

"Oh, right." Beca replied, brushing off the topic. "Sorry, it's been a crazy few days. Tried contacting my dad and just found out the girl I've been in love with since I was like five or six is getting married to someone else." Beca answered truthfully.

Well, it was the truth for this world's Beca at the very least.

"Oh my! You poor thing! You must be very exhausted." Flo immediately said, reaching her hand out to pat Beca on the shoulder not knowing how to interact with the DJ. "And did you just say the 'L' word? God, this must really be serious."

Beca chuckled. The DJ soon noticed the difficulty Flo was having with not knowing if she should pat Beca's shoulder or hug her or what. She never really liked the thought of having her personal space invaded unless absolutely necessary for pleasantries, and even then it made her shudder. But it was different this time.

She's changed.

And she knew it.

She was sure too that it was thanks to a perky redheaded girl who was also the cause of her heart aching.

"You can hug me Flo, I think I actually need a hug." Beca then caught herself saying and Flo obliged.

"So what's the plan? Didn't know you were actually in love with someone. Are you just going to let her go or are you going to fight for her?" Flo then asked as soon as she released the tiny brunette from her hug.

"It's a little weird actually. I'm not sure she'll know me when we meet. Oh don't roll your eyes, I didn't mean that's she won't know me as Beca Mitchell 'badass DJ extraordinaire'. I meant, well, we met when we were younger."

"Oh, a childhood friend then?"

"Sort of. But we haven't seen each other for ages. And I apparently proposed to her when I was five or six, so you know."

Flo laughed a little as she commented on how incredibly adorable and sweet that was.

But anything Flo had said just then barely registered to Beca.

How did she know she proposed to Chloe?

Given she had a dream about how they met.

But the part about promising to marry each other was still hazy.

And it came out so naturally.

As if it was the truth.

But of course it was the truth.

She remembered making the red strings and tying it around Chloe's delicate fingers.

And it dawned on Beca that slowly she was being able to access this world's Beca's memories.

She must have been dazed for quite a while before she came to, Flo trying to get her attention again.

"Sorry, just remembered something." she mumbled as a reply. "Hey Flo, uh, would you mind calling Dr. Conrad for me? You do know Stacie, right?" Beca asked and Flo nodded. "Great, ask her if she can swing by for dinner. I'll call Aubrey for the same thing. Can you also make sure my schedule is free for the next couple of days? I know I have to meet that new artist the label signed tomorrow, I keep forgetting her name, but other than that, no work."

"Sure thing Beca. Is this about the girl?"

"Sort of."

"Then you do what you need to do. I've seen you waste your time with so many other girls who don't deserve you."

"Yeah, I guess I was trying to fill a void or something." the DJ once again mumbled and Flo simply nodded sympathetically.

"She's well within your reach now Beca, so don't let her slip away. Let me know if you need anything."

'"I will." Beca answered before grabbing her phone and making her way to the terrace to call Aubrey.

They were making breakthroughs and discoveries after all.