Brunch was done and the girls were sitting at the table drinking coffee. Beca and Aubrey were doing much better than when they first sat down. Beca's phone pinged and she checked her message.

"The car's here," she told the group.

The girls went outside and found a limo waiting for them. When they got in they found a tray with four champagne glasses and a bucket with champagne congratulating Beca and Trish.

"Hey, Chloe," Trish said. "Looks like you're going to have champagne headache tomorrow."

"Why me?," Chloe asked.

"Well," Trish said. "I can't drink and these two looked like they were going puke as soon as they saw the bottle."

Chloe and Trish both laugh. Beca and Aubrey just glare at the two.

The car pulls up to the chapel where the ceremony is taking place and all four girls get out. Aubrey and Beca head into the chapel to check in for their appointment. Trish pulls Chloe back and waits until Aubrey and Beca have entered the building.

"Are you okay?," Chloe asks Trish, concern etched on her face.

"Yeah," Trish says. "I've just got a headache."

"How severe is it?," Chloe asks. "How long have you had it?"

"Chloe, it's okay," Trish said. "It's not bad. I just need a pain reliever and it will be fine."

"I think we should take you to the hospital," Chloe says. "I'll get Beca and Aubrey."

"No," Trish said. "The doctor said I would get headaches. If it doesn't respond to the pain reliever or worsens, then I'll go to the hospital. Do you have any Tylenol or anything on you?"

Chloe looks in her purse and pulls out a bottle of Tylenol. She opens the door to the limo and climbs in. She finds a bottle of water and gets out and gives everything to Trish. Trish takes the Tylenol and thanks Chloe.

"Okay," Trish says. "Let's go get me married."

Chloe follows quickly behind Trish and enters the building. Beca and Aubrey make their way over to them.

"We have about a 10 minute wait," Beca tells them. "We can sit over there and wait until we're called."

Trish and Beca walk over and sit on the benches along the wall. Aubrey grabs Chloe's arm and holds her back.

"What's wrong?," Aubrey asked.

"What?," Chloe asks.

"What happened outside?," Aubrey asked. "Before you and Trish came in. And don't lie to me, Chloe. I can tell by your face that something's wrong, so spill."

"Trish has a headache," Chloe tells her. "She wanted some Tylenol so I gave her some. I thought we should take her to the hospital. She said no because her doctor told her to expect them. As long as the pain reliever works and it doesn't get any worse, she'll be okay."

"We'll keep an eye on her," Aubrey said. "I don't think we should worry Beca though."

"I agree," Chloe said. "Wait. What's with that look? What are you hiding?"

"Nothing," Aubrey said looking at the ground.

"You're lying," Chloe said. "I know because you won't look me in the eye. What's going on?"

"Beca's worried about Trish's dad," Aubrey said. "She's mostly worried about what he'll do once he finds out about the wedding."

"They only have to keep it a secret until the paperwork clears transferring control of her trust fund to Trish," Chloe said. "Right?"

"Right," Aubrey said. "But it could take 4 weeks for that to happen. Beca works for Mr. Compton and sees him just about every day. She's worried she'll blurt it out to him."

"Rebeca Mitchell and Patricia Compton," a voice calls out.

"That's us," Beca says standing.

Aubrey and Chloe hurry over to the couple and they walk into the chapel. The officiant tells Trish and Beca where to stand. Aubrey and Chloe take their places as well.

The officiant begins the traditional ceremony. Trish and Chloe cried. Fifteen minutes after he started, the officiant pronounced Trish and Beca married. They signed the marriage certificate, then Aubrey and Chloe signed as witnesses. Chloe hesitated only slightly before signing her name. It's official. Rebeca Mitchell and Patricia Compton are now Rebeca and Patricia Mitchell.

The girls get in the limo and discuss what they are going to do next. Aubrey and Beca wanted to try their hand at gambling. Trish just wanted to go back to the hotel and rest until dinner. Beca said she'd go back with her, but Trish told her it wasn't necessary. Chloe said she'd go with Trish because she had a bit of a headache and wanted to rest as well.

It was decided that they would all go back to the Bellagio. Aubrey and Beca could try their luck in the casino there while Trish and Chloe rested.

"How's the headache?," Chloe asks Trish on the elevator up to their rooms.

"It's actually much better," Trish said. "How's yours."

"Not bad," Chloe said. "I think it's just everything that's happened in the past 48 hours has gotten to me."

"I guess watching the woman you love marrying someone else didn't help much," Trish said.

"Actually," Chloe said. "I've been treating this like any other business deal I've been involved in so my emotions don't get the better of me."

"And that works for you?," Trish asked.

"Are you trying to make me upset?," Chloe asks with a grin.

"No, nothing like that," Trish says. "I just don't know how I would handle it. You'be been so good about it all. Hell, you agreed to be my maid of honor. You are a really good person."

"No, I'm not," Chloe said. "If I were, I would have told my father off years ago and stayed with Beca. Even to this day my father doesn't know about my relationship with Beca or that I'm gay. I hurt Beca and lost most of my friends, because of my own cowardice. That doesn't say good person to me."

"What's past is past," Trish said. "Beca has forgiven you. Aubrey and your Bella friends have forgiven you. Don't you think it's time you forgave yourself?"

Chloe didn't say anything more. She just thought about what Trish just said.

"I really am going to lay down for awhile," Trish said. "It's going to be another late night."

"I'll be out here if you need me," Chloe said.

"Thanks," Trish said and went into her bedroom.

Chloe tried to get comfortable but her dress was making it impossible. She got up and checked on Trish, who was sleeping soundly. She debated on going back to her suite and changing into something more comfortable but decided she didn't want to leave Trish alone. She went into Beca's room and found some sleep shorts and one of Beca's band tees and changed her clothes. She hung her dress over the chair and laid down on the sofa and fell asleep.

It was a couple of hours later when Chloe woke up to the closing of the door. She stretched and sat up. She looked up to find Beca staring at her.

"What's wrong?," Chloe asked. "Lose your shirt?"

"No," Beca says with a smirk. "I know exactly where it is."

Beca kept looking at Chloe and smiled. Chloe had a confused look on her face, so Beca pointed to the shirt Chloe was wearing.

"Oh," Chloe say suddenly realizing what Beca as talking about. "I didn't want to leave Trish alone so I borrowed something of yours. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind," Beca said. "It actually brought back some nice memories. You used to always steal my shirts."

Chloe smiled and got up.

"I'm going to go get changed for tonight," Chloe said. "I'll bring your clothes back when we meet up for dinner."

"Keep 'em," Beca said. "They look better on you."

"Damn, Beale," Trish says coming out of her room. "Should I be worried about you parading around my wife looking all hot and sexy?"

"No," Chloe stammered. "I was, it, um."

"Easy there, Chloe," Trish said. "I was just messing with you."

Chloe let out a small laugh and looked at Beca. Beca just smile sheepishly and shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm just going to go change," Chloe said as she headed for the door. "Can we wear jeans or should we dress up."

"We're planning on wearing jeans," Trish said. "Dinner's going to be pretty low key and we want to be comfortable for the concert."

"Okay," Chloe said. "I'll see you in about an hour."

Chloe leaves and goes over to her suite. Aubrey comes out of her room when she hears Chloe enter.

"Wow, Chloe," Aubrey says. "This brings back memories from our Barden days. You coming into our room wearing Beca's clothes. Only it was usually early in the morning and you were trying to sneak in."

"Shut up," Chloe says with a grin. "I'm going to get ready for tonight. Beca and Trish said jeans were okay for tonight."

"Thanks," Aubrey said. "Hey, I was thinking that maybe we could pay for dinner since it is their wedding night."

"That's a good idea," Chloe said. "I'm in."

Chloe enters her bedroom and looks for an outfit for the night. She finally settles on her light blue skinny jeans and a dark blue tank with a white button down over it, tied at the waist. She puts her hair up in a bun and jumps in the shower. After getting out of the shower, she lets her hair down so it falls in waves over her shoulders. She gets dressed, does her makeup, throws on her black ankle boots, and goes out to the living room.

Aubrey is sitting on the sofa going through some emails on her laptop.

"I just got a text from Beca saying they were ready when we were," Aubrey told Chloe.

"I'm ready," Chloe said. "Let's go."

Aubrey and Chloe knock on the door to Beca and Trish's suite. Trish opens it and ushers them in.

"Beca had a call from my dad she had to take," Trish said.

"Is that a good idea?," Aubrey asks. "Beca has a tendency to blurt stuff out when she's trying to hide something."

"I think she'll be fine," Trish said. "He had a question about whatever album she's working on now - Pink, or Selena Gomez. I don't remember which."

The door to Beca's bedroom opens and the three girls look toward it. Beca comes out holding her phone and looking nervous.

"I may or may now have just told you father that I got married in Vegas," Beca says.

Chloe and Aubrey's eyes widen. They look to Trish to see how she was going to react.

"What exactly did you say?," Trish asks.

"He asked me where I was," Beca said. "And I told him I was in Vegas. He laughed and said 'you and Trish had better not have eloped.' And I said, 'whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas', thinking he would laugh. He didn't. He just got quiet and then said he had to go and hung up."

Just then Trish's phone rings. She looks at the screen and closes her eyes.

"It's my father," Trish says.

"I'm sorry," Beca said. "He just, and I just. It was like he already knew."

"It's okay," Trish said. "I'm going to ignore his call. I'll call him back in the morning. Or when we get back to LA. I don't know."

Beca just stood there with a deer in the headlights look. She didn't know what to do. Aubrey and Chloe continued to stand where they were, not saying a word.

"I'm leaving my phone here," Trish said. "That way I can ignore his calls and he won't disturb our wedding night."

"I am sorry, Trish," Beca said.

"Let's go," Trish said. "I'm hungry and we have show to get to."

Trish turned and headed for the door. Beca walking slowly behind her looking like someone had just kicked her puppy. Aubrey and Chloe followed quietly behind.

They were picked up by a limo again and taken to Planet Hollywood where they were going to have dinner and then see the show at the Axis Planet Hollywood. Beca continued to apologize to Trish throughout dinner. Aubrey and Chloe looked at each other.

"Surprise birthday party," Chloe whispered to Aubrey.

The two girls started laughing. Beca looked at them with a furrowed brow.

"What the hell, you guys?," Beca asks looking upset.

"I'm sorry, Becs," Chloe tells her. "This reminds me of the time the Bellas tried to throw me a surprise birthday party. All you had to do was get me to the Auditorium. You got so flustered when I asked you why you were so nervous that you decided breaking up with me was a better option than telling me about the party."

"Yeah," Aubrey continues. "You guys were like an hour late and you wouldn't answer anyone's texts asking where you were. We all decided to go looking for you and found you guys right outside the Auditorium. Chloe was crying her eyes out while you stood there trying to get her to come into the Auditorium."

"I was ready to break up with you for real," Chloe said. "That was just mean."

"I'm no good under pressure," Beca whined.

"Actually," Aubrey said. "You're very good under pressure. You just can't keep a secret to save your life."

"Now you tell me this," Trish says with a laugh.

Chloe and Aubrey laugh along with Trish. Beca just looks at them.

"I so hate all of you right now," Beca says and drops her head on the table.

"It's almost time for the show," Trish says.

Aubrey grabs the check and she and Chloe both pull out money to put toward the bill and tip. Aubrey hands the money and check back to the waiter telling him to keep the change.

"Hey!," Beca said. "I was going to pay for dinner."

"It's our treat," Aubrey said. "In honor of this being your wedding night."

"Thank you," Trish says politely.

"Besides," Aubrey adds. "I'm not the one who lost in the casino today."

"Hey," Bec said. "You weren't supposed to say anything."

"Oops!," Aubrey says putting her hand up to her mouth. "Sorry."

Chloe and Trish laugh at the two. They all get up and head to the concert. Once the Backstreet Boys take the stage, Chloe, Aubrey, and Trish barely sit down. Beca enjoys the show but really enjoys watching the other three having good time.

The show is over and Beca is dawdling for lack of a better word.

"Come on, Beca," Trish says.

"Just a minute, please," Beca tells her.

A young man walks up to the girls.

"Beca Mitchell?," the young man asks.

"That's me," Beca said.

"My name is Doug," the young man told her. "Mr. McLean asked me to escort you backstage. Please put these on and follow me."

He hands Beca four backstage passes. Beca hands one to each of the girls. Aubrey and Chloe stared wide eyed at Beca. The were going backstage to meet the Backstreet Boys.

"You heard the man," Beca said ushering the girls to follow the guy.

Doug led the girls down a hall and stopped at a door. There was a huge guy standing guard outside and when he saw their passes he opened the door and allowed them in. Doug told them to have a seat and the guys would be back in a few minutes and he left.

"Hey," Trish asked. "You guys were like, five, when the Backstreet Boys started out. How did you become such fans."

"Well," Chloe said. "I actually went to their concert when I was 16. My dad set me up with the son of a friend of his and that's where he took me. I liked the music, hated the date. I knew by then I was gay but still had a mad crush on AJ and Nick back then."

Before Aubrey an answer the door opens and in walk the Backstreet Boys.

"Beca!," AJ calls out.

"AJ," Beca yells back.

AJ grabs Beca in a hug and tells her it's great to see her again. Beca introduces AJ to Trish, Chloe and Aubrey. Trish exchanges pleasantries with AJ. Chloe and Aubrey both stand there with their mouths open and then giggle when he tells them it's nice to meet them.

"They're not usually like this," Beca said. He points to Aubrey. "That one's a kickass lawyer and that one," she continues pointing to Chloe, "runs a multi-million dollar company."

"Impressive," AJ says. "Let me introduce you to the other guys."

AJ introduces the other members of the band. Chloe and Aubrey are still fangirling but trying to hide it. When AJ learned that Chloe and Aubrey sang a capella with Beca in college, he said they had to sing something together. Beca tried to get out of it but the pleading looks on Chloe and Aubrey's faces made her cave.

"What's your favorite song of ours?," AJ asked the girls.

"Helpless When She Smiles," Chloe says.

"The One," Aubrey says.

"Good choices," AJ says. "How about 'I Want It That Way'? It was one of our biggest hits."

"Okay," Chloe and Aubrey say.

"Good," Beca says. "It's the only one I actually know the words to."

"I know. That's why I chose it," AJ says and laughs

The guys all gather around and they start the song. AJ points to the girls when he wants them to take the next part. The song ends and the boys are complimenting the girls on how good they sounded. Trish made sure to get the whole thing on video.

It was getting late and the boys had to get to their families. Beca hugged AJ and thanked him for getting her the backstage passes.

"It's the least I could do for the woman who is producing our new album," AJ said.

"What?," Chloe and Aubrey both yell.

"You're producing a new album by the Backstreet Boys?," Chloe asked smacking Beca on her arm. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Ow," Beca said. "Because it's supposed to be a secret."

"Oh, this secret you can keep," Aubrey says sarcastically.

Trish laughs at the exchange between the three friends.

The girls make it back to the hotel. Aubrey and Chloe grilling Beca on what was going to be on the new Backstreet Boys album. Beca kept her lips sealed and provided them nothing. The girls have all settled in their suites. Chloe and Aubrey are too keyed up to sleep so they are sitting in the living area talking.

"Want to see if there are any good movies to watch?," Chloe asks.

"Sounds good," Aubrey says.

Chloe is scrolling through the movies when there is a knock on their door. Aubrey answers to find Beca standing there.

"Could you girls come over to our suite?," Beca asks. "Trish is starting to freak about her dad."

Chloe and Aubrey follow Beca to the other suite. They enter and Trish is pacing back and forth mumbling to herself.

"Hey, Trish," Chloe says. "Why don't we sit down and talk about this?"

Trish stops her pacing and looks at Chloe.

"Okay," Trish says and sits down.

"What are you worrying about?," Chloe asked.

"I'm worried about what my father can do when he finds out we're actually married," Trish said.

"Aubrey," Chloe said. "You're a lawyer. Do you have any suggestions?"

"From what I know," Aubrey said. "There is nothing he can do about your trust fund once you're married. Doesn't matter who you married or where the marriage took place, he can't touch it."

"What about Beca?," Chloe asked. "She works for him. Can he do anything to her?"

"Marrying your boss' daughter without his permission, is not grounds to fire someone," Aubrey said. "If he even hints at it, threaten him with a lawsuit. That will cost him millions."

"What if I want to leave the label?," Beca asked. "Can I take my client list with me?"

"I can't answer that," Aubrey said. "You should check with your lawyers on that one."

"What should I tell him about the wedding?," Trish asked.

"I'd tell him as much of the truth as possible," Aubrey said. "Tell him that you love Beca and couldn't wait to marry her. You heard she was taking a trip to Vegas with me and Chloe and you suggested getting married here and Beca agreed since her two best friends were here."

"That sounds good," Beca said. "It's not a total lie and I probably won't screw it up."

Trish doesn't look convinced.

"If you're dad says or does anything to threaten you about the marriage," Aubrey said. "Tell him to talk to your lawyer - that would be me. We will threaten him with injunctions and restraining orders if we have to. That will take time and you should have complete control of your own trust before he gets through all the legal actions we throw at him."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Trish tells Aubrey hugging her.

"I'll fly to LA with you tomorrow," Aubrey says. "That way I'll be close by when the shit hits the fan."

"What about Chicago?," Chloe said. "What about your dad?"

"All my cases have been cleared for now," Aubrey said. "I'll tell my dad I need to be in LA until we get things settled. Once he hears who I'm working for, he'll agree that I should be in LA for however long it takes."

"Brey," Beca says. "Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely sure," Aubrey says.

"You can stay with Chloe at my condo," Trish said. "I mean, if it's okay with her."

"That's a great idea," Chloe said. "It will be like old times."

"I almost forgot," Trish said. "Chloe, we go to closing on your house on Wednesday. You'll own your new home before you go back to Tampa."

"Thanks, Trish," Chloe said. "I almost forgot about that."

Chloe made a note on her phone to contact her bank to get a certified check before Wednesday. Trish's phone rings.

"It's my dad, again," Trish says.