A/N: This is Beca's chapter again. We'll have another Chloe chapter next.

Then things will hit its climax.

So hold onto your seats for the bumpy ride ahead.

Also bringing back Luisa here and I'm planning to resurrect a long lost Bella I haven't seen in fics for a while in a brief scene next chapter… ;)

I don't own pitch perfect.

Beca found herself heading straight for the private booth where Aubrey and Stacie were sitting with Amy and Jessica.

And more importantly, Chloe.

It was day… she wasn't actually sure anymore.

She stopped counting the days since Chloe found out.

The whole 'I'm the girl you promised to marry when we were little kids' thing, not the 'I'm Beca form an alternate universe' thing.

Because yeah, that would be a little out of this world.

Somehow Chloe was the only thought that consumed her day and night.

God, was this really what being in love felt like?

The DJ could still feel the rush after just finishing her set.

Which, if she would be honest to anyone who asked, was purely and entirely dedicated to Chloe.

And she was definitely glad to see that it had the desired effect on the redhead who was smiling shyly at her direction before being swept up in a tight embrace by a rather tall blonde.

"Jesus! Luisa! What are you doing here?" she immediately spouted out after being placed back down.

"Now there's the Feisty Maus I know! I heard from Luke you were playing a special set tonight. And what's this I hear about you behaving around the ladies?"

"I, uh… hmm… How about I let Aubrey explain to you." Beca muttered, grabbing Luisa's hand and pulling her towards the booth where her friends were.

She figured she could have Aubrey and Stacie come up with something for the German – or if they decided to let her know the partial truth of being in love with Chloe, that would be fine – she just definitely does not want to start spewing out nonsense that would make her sound insane or something.

Especially when it's something along the lines of inter-dimensional travelling.

Beca got to the booth with both Stacie and Aubrey jumping up their seats and hugging the DJ to congratulate her before introducing Amy, Jessica, and Chloe to the German.

And she definitely thought she saw Chloe making some sort of face as the German shook her hands and joined them, sharing a few personal stories about Beca.

The DJ would have definitely gotten all flustered about it, but she mostly tuned it out.

Her eyes locked on Chloe who she could tell was a bit jealous of Luisa.

Beca couldn't help but smirk.

"Still, that was amazing DJ Shawshank!" Amy then said finally catching Beca's attention.

"Oh, that was nothing."

"I don't believe that. You're incredibly talented Beca." Jessica complimented.

"And that's what I've been telling meine kleine Maus, but she keeps shrugging it off." Luisa commented placing an arm around Beca's shoulders. "What do you think Chloe?"

"She's great. Awesome." Chloe mumbled before standing grabbing her purse, "I'm just gonna head outside for a while, I think I need some air."

Beca watched as Chloe excused herself and made her way throw the crowd of people dancing to a mix of some of Usher's songs. She grabbed Aubrey's hand to stop her as she was about to follow the redhead out. "I'll check on her." Beca stated as she excused herself, following Chloe out, never for once taking her eyes off of the redheaded wonder who had stolen her heart.

"You didn't need to storm off you know." Beca sighed as she ran a hand through her hair after finally catching up to Chloe, the redhead stopping on her tracks before slowly turning to see the DJ having followed her out. They were quite possibly about a block away from the newly opened club by then, Beca wasn't sure, all that mattered to her at the moment was Chloe.

"And you didn't need to follow me you know." Chloe replied sounding a little uncertain.

"Yeah, I don't think you really gave me a choice there Chlo." Beca answered, taking one step closer to the redhead only to illicit the same reaction as before.

"Beca, I can't."

Beca's brows furrowed together before taking a deep breath and heaving out another sigh. "Why, Chlo, just why?"

And Chloe just stared back at Beca in confusion, a little unsure of what to say, a little unsure if she's going to end up spilling her heart out.

Beca knew, she understood.

She's worn the same look on her face whenever she just wanted to be with Chloe but was worried she'd hurt Jesse.

When she'd steal glances, talking to herself that it was nothing.

During those tiny little moments and flashes of truth where she doesn't allow herself to think and just allows herself to feel.

Before she starts deluding herself into thinking that Chloe was just a very special and dear friend.

"Screw this." Beca said and before Chloe could react Beca grabbed onto her wrist and started to pull her away back to the direction of the club.

Except they don't enter back in.

Instead, they find themselves standing outside of Beca's car as the DJ opened the door asking for Chloe to get in.

"You shouldn't drink and drive." was the first thing Chloe said as she looked at the waiting seat inside before her eyes landed back to Beca with a questioning glance.

"Didn't have a drink." Beca commented. "Come on Chlo, just… how about for tonight, we don't let anything else matter. Can we pretend that tonight we're just two strangers who just met? Take an adventure somewhere and disappear for a while. What else have we got to lose?"

Chloe simply glanced back to Beca, a smile forming on her lips. "This is crazy."

"No it isn't." Beca replied. "Hi, my name is Beca Mitchell, music producer and badass DJ extraordinaire." she said as she extended an arm out to Chloe who couldn't help but giggle. "I hope you don't mind me staring but you look a whole lot like this girl I met before. She doesn't know it but she's the light at the end of my tunnel, you see. And I just couldn't stop myself from getting lost in her eyes."

"Is that how you get all those girls to sleep with you?"

"No, and we're supposed to be strangers meeting for the first time here."

"Fine, my name's Chloe Beale. Enchanté." Chloe said, reaching for Beca's hands.

"So Miss Beale, would you mind if I ask you to keep me company for a while. It's a beautiful night and it's such a shame to waste it all alone."

"If I say no?"

"It would leave me heart broken."

"I'm sure you'll find someone else to bide your time with, spend the night with doing more interesting things too."

"I'm afraid they won't be as interesting as company as you. Somehow I know with you, I'm not just going to be biding my time. Besides, anyone else would surely fail in comparison to you."

"Really?" Chloe snorted.

"Truthfully."

"And if I say yes?"

"Then maybe I might just find everything I've been looking for."

Chloe simply smiled in response accepting Beca's invitation.

That's how Beca woke up the next day in the arms of her most beloved redhead.

They were laying down some sort of blanket – that for some reason was stashed in Beca's car – on some spot at the beach. The two of them ended up driving to the beach, stargazing all night while talking about anything and everything.

They talked about things they've missed out on each other's life.

Why Chloe decided to attend Barden and her memories of the Bellas.

A few things Beca could tap from this reality's Beca's memories, throwing some of her own private thoughts and emotions she felt growing up.

And at least for that night, nothing else mattered.

The world around them simply disappeared.

Everything felt perfect.

And that's how they found themselves simply dozing off at some point.

Then Chloe's phone started to ring.

Beca tried so hard to ignore the ringing, hoping it wouldn't wake Chloe up.

But it did.

And reality came crashing back down.

Thankfully Chloe never got to answer the call because her phone died.

But the two of them did know it was time to get back to what was waiting for them in the real world.

The drive back to the city was spent in comfortable silence.

But as they got closer and closer to the destination, the air that surrounded them got heavier and heavier.

Because Beca didn't want to let Chloe go.

"You can drop me off here." Chloe said and Beca obligingly pulled over by the entrance of some apartment building somewhere downtown.

They sat there in silence, neither wanting to say goodbye.

It was Beca who broke the silence, her voice weak as the realization of what was going to happen soon was catching up to her. "You're marrying him. You're marrying Jesse."

"Well, I am engaged to him." Chloe replied, her voice light and airy trying to hide the pain and sadness she felt.

But Beca didn't miss it.

"Then don't marry him. Don't do it if you can't. If you don't love him." Beca pleaded. She was little but astounded by the new found courage as she found how easy it was to let the words simply slip right out.

"Beca, it's not that simple."

And Beca stayed silent for a while. "Why?" she asked, even though she only knew too well why.

Because it was the same 'why' she's used over and over again in the past.

Only she was hoping Chloe would be better at the whole 'realization' part.

"Beca I'm still so confused about all of this. And I… I honestly don't know."

"Do you love him?" Beca dared to ask, her voice sounding so weak, like it was going to break.

She was afraid of what Chloe was going to say in response. But she didn't respond. "Do you love me?" Beca then asked with a shaky breath.

But Chloe still didn't answer.

Instead she leaned in closer and pressed her lips on Beca's cheeks.

Softly.

As if it was but a fleeting moment.

And with that Chloe got off.

Taking with her Beca's heart in pieces.

But Beca knew, Chloe didn't need to say it.

She definitely loved her too.

And if it were only the two of them, it would have been so easy.

But Beca understood Chloe's predicament only a little too well, being in the same spot for years.

That's why Beca decided to keep the hope alive and wait.

After all Chloe waited too, right?

She's been waiting all this time.

And Beca knew she eventually realized how she felt herself.

She was sure Chloe will be able to sort things out too.

It was only a matter of time.

Problem is, time was running out.