A/N: Here it is! From here on forward it's going to be full-force 'Operation Bechloe'

Or something like that…

Enjoy?

I mean Jesse is in the chapter too, so… sorry 'bout that.

I don't own pitch perfect.

Two whole weeks.

Who knew two whole weeks could be such torture.

Beca's been busy, sure. Interviews left and right – mostly asking what's with the sudden change in the DJ's night life, and by that people mean the lack thereof – with speculations about the DJ finally finding love. Beca thought it would be best if she kept the childhood story a secret for now. Not until she sees Chloe again.

She's also been working in the studio a lot with Emily, and her own mixes for Chloe's wedding.

One might wonder why she would even plan a set list for all of the events that revolve around the wedding of a certain redhead but it was a must.

A few 'innocent' songs here or there was thrown into the mix.

But every other song was about how she felt. About fighting for Chloe, wooing her.

Telling her she was in fact in love with her without actually telling her.

It was all part of the plan after all.

Aubrey also seems to have a plan.

She was just not telling Beca what it was in an attempt to make sure that the DJ doesn't ruin the plan.

Like that was ever going to happen.

No, that actually might happen so it's been very smart of Aubrey to keep it a secret from her.

Stacie's also been busy with prepping things in the lab and finishing up the 'item' that would help send Beca back home when the time comes.

And the time was most certainly coming.

Beca was just about to find out though.

Aubrey called Beca to come and meet her at their place.

For the length of time that Beca was in this alternate reality, she's only been to Aubrey and Stacie's place once.

And that was three days ago, when they invited her for dinner, realizing that they should probably have Beca familiarize/re-familiarize with the place for their plans to unfold successfully.

Whatever those plans were.

Beca made herself at home while she was waiting for Aubrey to reappear from her study. The blonde claiming she was just finishing some paper works. She had no idea what she was doing in Aubrey's place that afternoon, but her best friend did say it was a matter of great importance.

Her thoughts jumped around to things about any updates from what Stacie was working on or something urgent with Chloe.

Did Stacie make a breakthrough yet again?

Because every single time that it felt like they were making any progress, some new problem comes up.

And she just really wanted to have a new breakthrough that had no strings attached.

She also still didn't know what made this world's Jesse to be such a 'jerk', just that he simply just that.

Beca was getting impatient with all the waiting so she placed her trusty ol' headphone – hanging on its rightful place on her neck – over her ears, leaving a light gap over one ear to hear Aubrey just in case she needs Beca, and turned up the music.

At the very least to quiet down her thoughts.

And before long, she was singing along.

More like spewing out Dr. Dre's part from 'No Diggity', but same thing.

And for a while it was just Beca and the music.

She didn't even notice when Aubrey walked into the room, totally not alone.

"Wow, I heard the infamous DJ can sing but I didn't know she can rap." she heard her say, Aubrey's laughter fading away like background noise compared to her own musical laughter.

Just the sound of her voice made Beca's heart jumpstart and immediately go into overdrive.

God she missed that voice.

Beca jumped out of her seat, headphones falling back to its place around her neck, as she turned around to face her.

Red hair.

Blue eyes.

And the most brilliant smile Beca has ever seen.

Aubrey let out a chuckle. "And here I was certain you'd be the one slack-jawed upon meeting DJ badass here." Beca heard her say to Chloe.

Beca automatically glared at Aubrey. A warning or heads-up could have been nice.

Because, yeah, Beca may never admit it since it sounded so cliché but she's been dreaming about this moment for what felt like so long.

"Sorry." she then muttered towards Chloe's direction. "Been out of it for a while."

"So I've heard." Chloe responded with that magical laughter of hers.

There she was.

Standing right in front of her.

And all rational thought flew out of Beca's mind.

For that matter, Beca was pretty sure breathing also flew out of her mind.

Because after what felt like forever, Chloe was there. Finally there.

And it would have been perfect.

If Jesse didn't choose that time to enter the scene.

"Hi, Jesse Swanson. So I hear you're Beca Mitchell." was what he chose to introduce himself with.

Aubrey sat right next to Beca as the DJ got to know the couple better.

Chloe was Chloe, throw her in any world and she'll always be the same.

If anything, it only endeared her more to the tiny brunette.

Jesse, on the surface, looked like the decent and nice and sweet and kind boy she knew from her word.

Only he wasn't.

He was disinterested for the most part about whatever Beca was talking about, or Chloe, especially if it involved anything regarding the music for their wedding.

Whenever he said anything, it was pretty much just about what he does, his work, himself.

God, he was so full of himself.

Beca was trying so hard to keep her composure every time he opened his mouth.

He would make inappropriate and crude remarks too whenever the opportunity arose.

Especially about the DJ's romantic pursuits.

And truth be told Beca knew that Jesse was only there for two reasons.

One was to meet Beca and hopefully be able to network and use her connections.

Selfish, pompous ass.

Two was to keep an eye on Chloe, like she's his possession. Like she's some shiny trophy or expensive artwork he was just showing off.

And Beca just had to sit there, take it all in.

Even when it was gnawing inside her.

The jealousy and the anger.

The hurt and the pain.

Because Aubrey was right, Chloe deserved better.

And it was quite clear that Jesse was simply with Chloe because she would look good on him. Maybe for other reasons too, but Beca didn't like to think about those other reasons. It only made her blood boil even more.

Thankfully it didn't last long. An hour in – because yes, Beca was counting each and every precious second she gets to spend with Chloe knowing she'll have to say goodbye – and Jesse was already complaining about getting to dinner reservations they made or something.

Beca really didn't pay much attention.

She was too busy concentrating on faking a smile on her face and fighting the urge to just punch him in the face and make is nosebleed.

Beca never felt the urge of punching someone in the face as bad as she did at that moment.

She was quite surprised at the amount of self-control she exercised. She took in a deep breath before releasing it in a huff as soon as Jesse disappeared to get the car.

It didn't go unnoticed.

"It was a pleasure meeting you Beca. And don't mind Jess, he can be a little…"

"Don't mention it." Beca quickly said, interrupting Chloe mid-sentence. "Hey Chlo, mind if I call you Chlo?" she asked and Chloe shook her head with a smile. "Um, you know, if you ever want to talk more about the stuff you need or anything..."

"What my best friend here is trying to say, if you want to meet up without Swanson and work on what you wanted for your set-list better, Beca and I are both free anytime this week." Aubrey then jumped in, rescuing Beca who seemed to be drowning in her own words. "We've been keeping our schedule light. Beca specifically."

"That would be great. Still can't believe I'm standing right in front of you, the Beca Mitchell. Did Aubrey ever tell you how we won Nationals our senior year at Barden?"

Beca laughed a little. Was this Chloe fangirling over her a little?

Well, whatever the answer, she did enjoy the fawning, especially if it's coming from the redhead.

But before their little interaction could become even more, they heard Jesse honking his horn.

"We'll talk soon?" Aubrey said for Beca.

"Oh, totally, yeah. See you Bree. See you Becs."

"See you Chlo."

Beca hated watching Chloe go. She couldn't help but think if this is what her Chloe felt every time she walked away.

If it was then it felt like crap.

It felt really bad.

Like your whole world was crushing down on you, slowly crumbling at the edges as the person you love slowly disappears into the horizon.

Everything fades to black.

And nothing's left but an unnerving numbness that comes once you realize how vulnerable you actually are.

Every single fiber of her body wanted to run after Chloe and stop her from leaving.

But she reminded herself to be patient, wait for the right time.

And she promised herself this would be one of the last times she'll ever let Chloe walk away from her.

Somehow Beca felt something tugging in her memories, telling her that this wasn't the first time she saw this redhead walk away. Her thoughts flashing images of a bubbly eight year old walking hand in hand with her mother, stealing one last look from Beca as they left the playground.

At the very least, seeing that old red thread still tied around her ring finger peeking beneath her engagement ring gave her hope – Chloe probably kept trying to re-adjust the place of the knot as she grew up.

She knew that deep down Chloe still held onto the promise they made each other when they were younger.

Did Chloe know, did she realize that she was that girl?

God, she hoped so.

But even if she didn't, all will be revealed in time.

And the thought that Chloe was still holding onto that memory of the girl she met ages ago was enough to warm Beca's heart.