Chloe was tired. She was awake most of the night thinking about what had transpired the day before. Knowing that Beca was marrying Trish to protect her from her dad just made the redhead love Beca more. She had promised to wait for Beca. She got sick thinking that Trish would have to die for that happen. Chloe liked Trish. She didn't want to, but she couldn't help it. She felt a kinship toward the younger woman. They both had father issues, they both grew up rich and not knowing who their real friends, and they both loved Beca, each in their own way.

"God," Chloe says. "What was I thinking to agree to this?"

Chloe gets out of bed and gets ready for her day. Her driver takes her to her office. She arrives early so she can get ready for the interviews Karen scheduled for today. Chloe looks through the resumes of the applicants so she has an idea of what experience they have. At 9:00 she hears someone knock on the door.

"On time," Chloe thinks. "Good start."

"Come in," Chloe calls out.

The door opens and a woman who looked to be in her late 30's stepped in.

"Miss Beale?," the woman asks and Chloe nods. "I'm Dana Owens. I'm here for the interview."

"Please come in," Chloe says rising to meet the woman.

"Please have a seat," Chloe tells the woman.

Dana sits down and Chloe sits as well. The woman pulls out some papers and hands them to Chloe.

"This is my resume," Dana says. "There is also a list of references."

Dana sits back as Chloe takes the papers and scans them. Chloe asks a few questions and makes a few notes on the woman's resume. Thirty minutes later Chloe had concluded the interview and was showing Dana out.

"Thank you for coming in, Dana," Chloe sid. "I have several more interviews and hope to have a decision made by end of next week. You'll be notified one way or another."

"Thank you, Miss Beale," Dana said shaking Chloe's hand.

The rest of the day went pretty much the same way. Chloe had to shake her head at some of the people she interviewed. Karen was right, everybody looked good on paper. But, in reality, they were not so good. She did like two of the candidates and pulled their files out of the pile and put them to the side.

It was 4:30 when Chloe had her driver take her to the condo. The plane was scheduled to leave at 6:30 pm and she still had a few things left to pack before she was picked up at 5:30. She pulled out the blue dress she would wear to Beca and Trish's wedding and started packing.

Chloe was packed and ready to go when she got a text from Trish. They were on their way to pick her up and would be there in10 minutes. Chloe made one last check to make sure she had everything and grabbed her bag and went downstairs to wait. The car arrived about 5 minutes later and the driver took her luggage and placed it in the back. He opened the door for Chloe and she got in.

Trish pulled Chloe in for a hug as soon as she was in the car.

"Hey, Chloe," Trish says.

"Hey, Trish," Chloe says back.

"I'm so glad you're coming with us," Trish said.

Chloe pulled out of the hug and sat in her seat. She gave Beca a small smile.

"I hope you're ready for tonight," Trish said.

"Tonight?," Chloe asked.

"My bachelorette party," Trish said. "You and I are going out and get stinking drunk while Aubrey and this one do their thing."

"Um," Chloe said. "Can you drink with all your meds?"

"No," Beca said.

"Doesn't matter," Trish says.

"She won't listen to me," Beca says.

"Trish," Chloe says. "Maybe we shouldn't worry about the drinking. Let's just go have a really nice dinner and see a show."

"It's my last night being single," Trish says. "And I want to get drunk. So, you're either with me, or against me. Which is it?"

Chloe looks at the determined look Trish has on her face. She looks at Beca who just frowns and shrugs.

"How about we compromise," Chloe said. "How about we have a late dinner and you can have 2 glasses of wine. I have a feeling with your meds, 2 glasses will be more than enough for you."

"Can we still see a show?," Trish asked.

"If that's what you want," Chloe said.

"Okay, then," Trish says holding out her hand to Chloe. "Deal!"

Chloe laughs and shakes Trish's hand. "Deal!"

"Thank you," Beca says to Chloe. "I can see now why you're such a successful businesswoman."

Chloe smiled and said, "Business is almost always about compromise."

They arrive at the airport and the car takes them directly to the hangar.

"Didn't want the paps to catch us," Beca explains when Chloe asks why. "We want to break the wedding news ourselves and in our own way."

"Makes sense," Chloe says.

They board the plane and their luggage is brought on board. The girls all settle in their seats and the plane starts up. They taxi out to the runway and are off in no time.

"You know what me not drinking means, don't you?," Trish asks looking at Beca.

"No," Beca says. "What does it mean?"

"You can't get drunk either," Trish says and laughs.

"What? No, I, that's, ugh" Beca stammers. "Fine. I will limit myself to 2 drinks as well."

"Since no one is getting drunk," Chloe said. "Are we going to stay together for dinner and the show?"

"No," Trish says quickly and with conviction.

"Why not?," Beca asked.

"Because I want to see the Chippendales," Trish said. "And you don't."

"Yeah, no," Beca said. "I'm out. Seeing men strip is not on my bucket list. Now, if we were going to watch women strip, I'm totally there."

"You are so gay," Trish says with a laugh. "And, I'm so not, so I want to see some men take it off."

Beca rolls her eyes and goes to the back to lay down. She figured she wasn't going to get much sleep in Vegas so she'd take advantage while she could.

"Did you just say you weren't gay?," Chloe says confused.

"Yep," Trish says. "When my dad caught me with Beca, I told him I was gay just to get him to stop setting me up with all those loser guys he liked so much."

"But what if you found a guy you really liked?," Chloe asked.

"Then I'd just tell him I was bi," Trish responded. "He'd be pissed no matter who I dated if it wasn't someone he chose for me."

"So, you and Beca never. . .?," Chloe asked.

"Nope," Trish said. "We really are just friends and haven't done anything more than kiss. And that was just for show whenever the paparazzi were around. Or we needed to convince someone, like my dad, we were for real."

"Wow," is all Chloe could say.

"You think I'm crazy," Trish said. "Telling my dad I'm gay when I'm not. Marrying Beca instead of a guy."

"I don't think you're crazy," Chloe said. "I get why you told him you were gay. I'm still a little unclear on why Beca, but I'm sure you have your reasons."

"I do," Trish said. "Beca has been nothing but a true friend to me. I can't think of anyone I would trust to honor my wishes, and not take advantage of me, than Beca."

"I get that," Chloe said.

And she did. She knew that Beca would move heaven and earth to help out a friend. Chloe couldn't help this nagging feeling that something bad was coming though. She shook herself to get rid of the thought.

"How did you tell your dad you were gay?," Trish asked.

"I haven't," Chloe told her. "I married a guy he chose for me even though I was in love with Beca. He never knew about her, except that she was one of my best friends. When she broke up with me becuase of Ray, there was never really a need for my father to know I was gay."

"When did you know you were gay?," Trish asked.

"When I was about fourteen," Chloe said. "I had a mad crush on my best friend, Tracy. I thought it was because we were so close, but then I started having thoughts about kissing her and stuff. I didn't really know what gay was then. I never did anything about my feelings because they were so new to me. When I was sixteen, I had sex with a boy. Hated it. Then a few weeks later, I was at a party and we played spin the bottle. I had to kiss this girl named Pat. She was a year older and a great kisser. She must have thought I was, too. Later, after the game was over, she found me and lead me into a bathroom where we had sex. It was mind blowing and eye opening. I knew then, without a doubt, that I only wanted to be with girls."

"Have you been in a relationship since Beca?," Trish asked.

"No," Chloe said. "Don't get me wrong, I had a few opportunities. It's just that, and I know this is going to sound weird, but every time I came close, I couldn't go through with it. I felt guilty because I felt like I was cheating on Beca since I knew I was still in love with her. Silly, huh?"

"No, it's not silly," Trish said. "I totally get it. I just wish I could have had known kind of love."

They sat in a comfortable silence, both lost in their own thoughts. They both jumped when the speakers in the cabin came to life.

"Ladies," the captain says over the speaker. "We will be descending into Las Vegas in 10 minutes. Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts."

"I'd better wake Beca," Trish said.

Trish came back with Beca right behind her. They took their seats and fastened their seatbelts as instructed. The plane landed and taxied into a hangar where a car was waiting for them. The girls got in and were driven to the Bellagio. Beca checked them in and gave Chloe two room keys.

"You and Aubrey will be sharing a suite that's right next to door us," Beca told her.

Their luggage was placed on a cart and they were shown to their suites. The suite consisted of two bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, as well as the main living room. Chloe chose a room and unpacked everything and put her things away. She put her toiletries in her bathroom and went to the main room and laid on the sofa. There was knock on the door and she opened it to find Trish and Beca standing there.

"Aubrey should be here in about 30 minutes," Beca said. "We thought we could hang out and talk about tomorrow."

Chloe ushered the two in and they sat down.

"I got us tickets to the Chippendales show for tonight," Trish told Chloe. "It wasn't easy but then I had Beca get on the phone and use her star power to get them."

Beca just smirked and said, "I can't believe I actually used my name to get tickets to a male strip show."

"I can't believe I actually got talked into going to a male strip show," Chloe said with a laugh.

"We have an appointment at a little wedding chapel off the strip at 2:00 pm tomorrow," Beca tells Chloe. "We thought we could do lunch here in the hotel. I have a car picking us up at 1:30 to take us to the chapel. We opted for the traditional ceremony so it shouldn't last more than 20 minutes. After we can visit the casinos, or hang out in the hotel, until our dinner reservations. I also go us tickets to see, are you ready for this? The Backstreet Boys. Four seats in the front row."

"Shut up," Chloe says. "Are you serious? I love them."

"I know," Beca said. "So does Aubrey. It's my way, our way, of saying thanks for being here for us."

"You know we'd do anything for you, Becs," Chloe says quietly.

Beca smiles at Chloe's use of her nickname. She missed it. They sit quietly for a few minutes.

Trish stood by the windows not wanting to interrupt the moment that Beca and Chloe was sharing.

"Have you seen this view?," she asks Chloe breaking the silence. "It's amazing."

Chloe and Beca both get up and walk over to Trish. They look out over Las Vegas. It is really amazing to see so much of Las Vegas laid out before them.

"I can't believe we're going to see The Backstreet Boys," Chloe says with a smile. "I can't wait until Aubrey finds out. She is going to flip her shit!"

Trish and Beca laugh. Beca's phone pings with a text.

Aubrey: I'm in the lobby.

Beca: I'll be right down.

Beca tells them Aubrey is in the lobby and she is going down to bring her up. Beca leaves and Chloe tells Trish she's going to change into something a little more comfortable since she was still wearing her work clothes.

Trish was wearing dark blue skinny jeans and a pink button down shirt. Chloe chose to change into her black skinny jeans and light blue pullover shirt. She pulled her leather jacket out of the closet to have since nights were sometimes a little cool. She left her bedroom when she heard Aubrey squeal.

"I guess you told her?," Chloe says with a laugh.

"Oh, my God," Aubrey squealed. "We're going to see The Backstreet Boys!"

"I know," Chloe squealed, grabbing Aubrey's hand and jumping up and down.

"Okay, fangirls," Beca said. "Let's get these bachelorette parties on the road."

"We only have a little over an hour before our show," Trish said. "Where can we eat so we aren't late?"

"Maybe we can grab something quick and light downstairs," Chloe suggested.

"Sounds good," Trish said. "And, where are you two off to?"

"It's Beca's night," Aubrey said. "So, we'll go wherever she wants to go."

"Hard Rock Cafe?," Beca asks.

"Hard Rock Cafe," Aubrey says. "Let's go."

The four girls leave the suite and separate once they get to the lobby. Trish and Chloe manage to grab something fast and easy and make it to the show on time. Chloe didn't order any wine so neither did Trish. Trish had a blast at the show. Chloe took videos of her being taken up to the stage and the dancers giving her lap dance. Chloe had to admit that she actually had a pretty good time as well. It was almost 1:00 am when the show was over. Trish was really tired so the girls went back to the hotel.

Aubrey and Beca weren't back yet so Chloe changed into her pajamas and stayed with Trish in her suite. Trish went to her room and fell asleep. Chloe made sure she was okay and laid down on the couch where she fell asleep.

The next morning Chloe woke up at 6:00 am. Her body was just used to it. She looked around to get her bearings and stretched. She got up and checked on Trish and she was still asleep. She decided to check on Beca and quietly opened the door to her room. Beca was fully clothed and stretched out on the bed with arms and legs spread out looking like a starfish. Chloe chuckled because she knew this meant that Beca got drunk last night. She softly closed the door and left the suite. She let herself into her and Aubrey's suite and went to check on Aubrey. She smiled when she saw that Aubrey was in the exact same position that Beca was. Trish wasn't going to be too happy with either of them for getting drunk.

Chloe decided to lay in her bed and try to get a little more sleep. It was about three hours later when she heard banging. She jumped out of bed and ran into the main room. Someone was banging on the door. She rushed over to answer it and found Trish and an obviously hungover Beca. Chloe bit her lip to keep the smile from her face as Trish winked at her.

"Where's Aubrey?," Trish yelled storming into the suite.

"Still in bed," Chloe said pointing to her door.

Trish stormed over to the door and flung it open.

"Get you drunk ass up, Aubrey!," Trish yelled.

"Can you please make her stop yelling," Beca croaks out to Chloe.

"Nope," Chloe said and laughed. "You promised only 2 drinks and no getting drunk."

"I know I promised," Beca said. "But Aubrey didn't. She can be very pers-, pres-, um, she's pretty good at talking me into stuff."

"So this is Aubrey's fault?," Chloe asks.

"Not my fault," a gravelly voice says.

"Aubrey, you being drunk is not ideal," Trish says loudly. "But, you promised, Beca. You said you wouldn't get drunk."

"I'm sorry?," Beca says.

"Are you asking me or telling me," Trish says looking at Beca.

"I can't think straight," Beca says, face planting onto the couch.

"And what do you have to say for yourself?," Trish asks turning to Aubrey.

"She could have declined the drinks," Aubrey says.

"Way to throw me under the bus, dude," comes the muffled reply from the couch.

"I need to sit down," Aubrey and sits in the chair closing her eyes.

"Both of you, get the fuck up!," Trish yells.

Aubrey and Beca both jump up. Beca is swaying slightly and Aubrey looks like she is about to throw up.

"What the hell, Trish?," Beca grumbles.

Trish is standing there with a smile on her face. She turns to Chloe, who is quietly laughing at the entire scene.

"Think they've had enough?," Trish asks her.

"I don't know," Chloe responds.

Aubrey suddenly puts her hand to her mouth and runs into her bathroom. They can hear her retching and vomiting. This causes Beca to run into Chloe's bathroom and they hear Beca vomiting.

"Yep," Chloe laughs. "I think they've had enough."

She and Trish are both laughing and sit down on the couch to wait for Beca and Aubrey. Aubrey emerges first with Beca coming out about a minute later.

"Oh God," Aubrey said. "I think I threw up a lung."

"Yeah?," Beca said. "I think I threw up my lunch from three days ago."

Trish and Chloe are laughing so hard that tears are running down their cheeks.

"This is so not funny, Beale," Aubrey said.

"Oh, but it so is," Chloe says between laughs.

"Who's ready for brunch?," Trish says with a smirk and a laugh.

"Oh, God!," Beca says and runs into Chloe's bathroom again.

Aubrey seems to be fine until she can hear Beca throwing up.

"Close the fucking door," Aubrey says before sprinting into her bathroom.

Chloe and Trish wait a few minutes until it seems like the two girls are done.

"You get Beca and go back to your suite and get ready," Chloe tells Trish. "I'll take care of Brey."

Trish does as Chloe says and finds Beca laying down with her head against the cold tile of the floor.

"Let's go get you cleaned up and dressed," Trish tells Beca as she helps her up. "We have a wedding to get to."

Beca let's Trish lead her back to their suite. Beca sits on the side of the bed while Trish lays out her wedding outfit for her.

"Get in the shower and then get dressed," Trish tells her. "I'll meet you in the living room in 30 minutes. Okay?"

"Okay," Beca mumbles and stands up.

Chloe manages to get Aubrey up and into the shower. She tells Aubrey to meet her in the living room once she's dressed. Chloe jumps in her shower and gets ready. She is putting on the finishing touches of her makeup when she hears Aubrey call out to her. She checks her face and goes out to Aubrey. Aubrey is dressed and wearing dark sunglasses. Chloe bites back a smile and hands Aubrey some pain killers and a bottle of water. Aubrey throws back the pills with the water.

"Ready?," Chloe asks.

"Yeah," Aubrey says.

"Come on then," Chloe says.

She leads Aubrey to Beca and Trish's suite and knocks on the door. Trish answers wearing a white dress that hits at the knees. It is sleeveless and has a lace bodice.

"Wow," Chloe says. "You look amazing Trish."

"Thanks," Trish says. "You don't look so bad yourself. Come on in. Beca's almost ready."

Chloe pushes Aubrey into the suite and enters behind her. Beca comes out of her room and is also wearing dark sunglasses. She stops and pops a couple of painkillers followed by a large swig of water. She and Trish are wearing the same dress and she looks amazing as well.

"You clean up nice, Mitchell," Chloe says with a small smile.

Beca looks at Chloe over the top of her sunglass, and her breath hitches. The blue of Chloe's dress makes her eyes pop and shows off all her curves. Beca clears her throat.

"You're not so bad looking yourself, Beale," Beca says her voice cracking slightly.

Trish smiles and looks at the other three women.

"We are four hot looking babes," Trish says.

"Yes, we are," Chloe says.

Beca and Aubrey grumble something.

"Suck it up, you two," Trish says. "We're going to brunch and then we have a wedding to get to."

Trish and Chloe lead the way to the elevator to get downstairs for brunch. They sit at their table and Beca and Aubrey both are holding their head in their hands.

"Come on, Beca," Trish says standing up. "It's a buffet. Let's get you something greasy to help with the hangover."

"You know that doesn't really help a hangover, right?," Beca asked.

"Don't sass me, woman," Trish says with a laugh.

"Yes, dear," Beca replies with a smirk.