"Put it on speaker and answer it," Aubrey says. "I'll be ready to jump in if I need to."

"Okay," Trish says and does as Aubrey instructed. "Hey, dad. It's late. What's up?"

"WHAT'S UP?," Mr. Compton yells. "Did you and Mitchell elope to Vegas?"

Aubrey nods her head.

"Yes," Trish says. "We got married earlier today."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?," Mr. Compton asks. "She's obviously after your money."

"That's not true," Trish yells back at him. "She loves me and I love her. Getting married is what people in love do. Plus, she has her own money. She doesn't need mine."

"Bullshit!," Mr. Compton says. "She's using you for your money and to get to me. She wants more control over who she works with and when. She figures I'll listen to you and give in to her."

Beca looks like she is about to say something when Aubrey touches her and shakes her head.

"I'll fire her," Mr. Compton says. "Then let's see how much she loves you."

"Mr. Compton," Aubrey says. "This is Aubrey Posen. I have been hired as legal counsel by Trish and Beca. If you choose to fire Beca Mitchell without just cause, I will have no choice but to file a wrongful termination suit against you and your company."

"You hired a lawyer?," Mr. Compton said. "Why would you need a lawyer?"

"Beca and Trish need a lawyer to protect themselves," Aubrey said. "Trish knew you wouldn't approve of her marrying Ms. Mitchell. She also knows that you want to control every aspect of her life and she wants to be free of that."

"I don't try to control my daughter," Mr. Compton snaps at Aubrey. "I do what I do out of love for her."

"I know you love me, daddy," Trish said. "But, you do try to control me. You pick out men for me. Men who answer to you. You wanted me to marry one of them so you could have control over my trust fund through them. I love you, daddy, but I'm old enough to get married without your permission. And Beca Mitchell is the person I wanted to marry. We are happy together."

Trish starts crying. Chloe notices that Beca has left the room so she goes over to comfort Trish.

"Why don't we talk about this when you get back to LA?," Mr. Compton says placatingly. "Just you and me. We'll go lunch at the Greek place you like so much. Okay?"

"No, dad," Trish said. "If you want to talk to me, you'll have to do it in front of my wife or my lawyer."

Beca comes back into the room and stands next to Aubrey.

"Fine," Mr. Compton snarls through the phone. "You and Mitchell be in my office at 10:00 on Monday morning."

Mr. Compton hangs up before anything else can be said. Trish wipes her eyes and gives Chloe a small smile.

"Thank you," Trish says to Chloe.

"Aubrey," Beca says. "I just talked to my lawyers. My contract is up in less than a month. They said that I've met all my obligations under the contract, including those regarding producing and recording. So, if I decide not to renew my contract, I can still keep my client list."

"Good," Aubrey said. "We'll use that as leverage. I will go to the meeting on Monday to help Trish. You might want to have one of your lawyers go as well. I have a feeling Mr. Compton is not going to accept this marriage without a fight."

"It's late," Chloe says. "Maybe we should all try and get some sleep. What time are we scheduled to leave tomorrow?"

"The flight is at 1:00," Beca said. "I have a car picking us up at Noon to take us to the airport."

"How about we meet for the hotel's Sunday Brunch at 10:00," Aubrey suggests.

"Sounds good," Beca and Trish say.

Aubrey and Chloe go back to their suite. The bid each other a good night and go to their rooms.

"I'm sorry about all this," Trish said.

"It's okay," Beca said. "It's not like we weren't expecting it. And, it's my fault we're dealing with this now. I really am sorry about that."

"Stop apologizing," Trish said with a smile. "It turned out to be a good thing. Aubrey was here and able to slow things down a bit. If we had been on our own, who knows how this would have turned out. You have some great friends."

"WE have some great friends," Beca said. "Let's get some sleep."

Trish kissed Beca on the cheek.

"Um," Trish says. "It's our wedding night and I was wondering if you-" Trish starts laughing whens he sees the look of panic that comes across Beca's face.

"No, not that," Trish laughs harder. "I was going to ask if you would cuddle with me."

Beca's face turns red. She then lets out a soft chuckle.

"Sorry," Beca said. "It's not that I don't think you're attractive or anything. It's just that it would be , um, kind of weird."

"I agree," Trish said. "Let's not make it weird, and just cuddle. Okay?"

"Okay," Beca said and the two went into Trish's room.

Beca cuddles with Trish and is the big spoon.

"Hey, Beca," Trish says.

"Yeah," Beca responds.

"Thank you," Trish says. "I know it must be hard marrying me now that Chloe is back in your life."

"I made a promise to you," Beca said. "I don't intend to beak it."

Trish smiles and within minutes, both are fast asleep. Trish wakes first the next morning and shakes Beca awake.

"Beca?," Trish calls her. "It's a little after 9:00. We still have to pack and meet Chloe and Aubrey at 10:00."

"Okay," Beca says sitting up. "I'm up."

She gets up and heads to her room to throw her stuff in her suitcase. She takes a quick shower and dresses. She take her bag and goes into the living room. She leaves her bag by the door and knocks on Trish's bedroom door.

"Trish?," Beca calls out. "You ready?"

"Ready," Trish says as she walks out with her suitcase.

"Let's get Chloe and Aubrey," Beca said.

The couple take another quick look around to make sure they haven't forgotten anything. They walk next door to Chloe and Aubrey's suite and knock. Chloe opens the door dragging her suitcase.

"Aubrey's taking a last look to see if we forgot anything," Chloe said.

Aubrey comes out of the bedroom and grabs her suitcase.

"All set," Aubrey says.

The four girls head to the elevator and got to the lobby. They leave their luggage with the concierge and head to brunch. Once settled and everyone has their food, the girls settle in to eat.

"What can we do to prepare for the meeting with Mr. Compton?," Beca asks Aubrey.

"I don't know the man, so I can't really say," Aubrey says. "Just be prepared for anything and everything."

"He's going to get personal," Trish said. "He'll use anything he's heard about you, anything you may have told him, or just anything that has been rumored about you, against you."

"If he starts bringing things up that you don't want to talk about," Aubrey says. "Give me a sign and I'll shut it down."

"Thanks, Brey," Beca said.

"From a business perspective," Chloe says. "He'll back down as soon as his bottom line is threatened. He may come out swinging, but if he values his company at all, he'll know when to back down and let things go."

"You were right last night," Trish tells Beca. "We have some awesome friends."

The girls make it back to LA and Beca has her driver drop Chloe and Aubrey off at the condo. Chloe tells Aubrey she can have the Master Bedroom. Aubrey takes her suitcase to the room and unpacks what she can. She grabs her dirty clothes and heads back to Chloe.

"Where's the washer?," Aubrey asks whens he finds Chloe.

"Through that door behind the kitchen," Chloe says.

"Thanks," Aubrey says and goes through the door Chloe pointed out.

Chloe pulled down two wine glasses and poured some wine into them. She took the glasses over to the sofa and set them down on the table. She opened the curtains and was standing there looking at the view when Aubrey came back in.

"I poured us some wine," Chloes said and sat down on the sofa. "Trish was right. This is a great view."

"Hmm," Aubrey said taking sip of wine. "So, how are you holding up?"

"It's weird," Chloe said. "I mean, I stood there and watched Beca marry Trish, and I felt happy for them. I really like Trish and actually consider her a good friend."

"Good," Aubrey said. "They will need friends more than ever now that Trish's dad knows about the marriage."

"I'm just sorry I can't be there at that meeting tomorrow," Chloe said.

"I'll give you the blow by blow when you get home," Aubrey said.

"Oh, speaking of which," Chloe said getting up. "Let me give you a key and the codes for the condo."

Chloe goes to get the extra key Trish had given her. She also wrote down the security codes that Aubrey would need.

"Here you go," Chloe said handing everything to Aubrey. "The last number is for the car service I'm using while I'm here. If you need them, just use the authorization code underneath and tell them where you need to go."

"Thanks, Chlo," Aubrey said. "I'll use them tomorrow to take me to the studio for the meeting."

"You can leave with me in the morning," Chloe said. "I'm being picked up at 8:30 to be at the office by 9:00. The car can take you to the studio and you can meet Beca and Trish there."

"I'll text Beca and let her know I'll be at the studio by 9:15," Aubrey said. "I think Beca usually goes in around 9:00 unless she has someone coming in to record."

Aubrey sends her text and Beca replies that she'll be there by 9:15 as well. Aubrey and Chloe sit quietly for a few minutes.

"So," Chloe says breaking the silence. "Tell me about you and Stacie. When did that happen?"

"After Beca and you left Barden," Aubrey said. "The rest of us stayed in touch. Hoping that Beca would contact one of us to let us know she was okay. After 6 months when she called me looking for a lawyer, I contacted Stacie. She was the most adamant about finding Beca. Apparently, she and Beca had become closer than any of us knew. Anyway, we started talking and then stayed in contact. I would fly down to Barden to see her and she spent some of her breaks in Chicago with me. I went to her graduation last year and then she came to Chicago for the summer. I realized that I was in love with her and she felt the same. We've been doing the long distance thing since she's at Johns Hopkins now. Oh shit! I need to call Stacie and let her know I'm staying in LA for a while. She's supposed to come to Chicago to stay with me next week."

Before Chloe has a chance to say anything Aubrey jumps up and grabs her phone and suddenly turns to Chloe.

"Do you think Beca would be okay with me telling Stacie that her and Trish are married?," Aubrey asks.

"I don't know," Chloe said. "Let me call Beca and see what she says."

Chloe takes out her phone and dials Beca.

"Hey, Chlo," Beca says answering the phone.

"Hey," Chloe says. "Aubrey needs to know if she can tell Stacie that you and Trish are married. Stacie is supposed to meet Aubrey in Chicago next week and if Aubrey's staying in LA for a while, she needs to let Stacie know. And, Stacie will want to know why."

Chloe hears Beca relaying the conversation to Trish. Beca comes back on the line.

"We don't have a problem with it," Beca said. "We were just talking about how we were going to let the Bellas know we eloped. We were thinking of doing a video announcing our wedding and putting it on Instagram and Facebook."

"Hold on," Chloe said. "Beca said it was okay to tell Stacie. She also said they were talking about making a video announcement to put on Instagram and Facebook."

"Make sure Beca talks to her publicist first," Aubrey said. "They'll want to put something official out before anything else is put out there."

"Beca," Chloe says getting back on the phone. "Aubrey says to make sure you talk to your publicist before posting anything."

"Got it," Beca said. "I need to call them so I'll talk to you later. And thanks again for being there for me and Trish."

"No problem," Chloe said. "Bye."

Aubrey dials Stacie's number.

"Hey, babe," Aubrey says. "I've had a change of plans. Can you cancel your flight to Chicago and rebook for LA?"

"LA?," Stacie asked. "Why? Is Beca okay? Is Trish okay?"

"Everyone's fine," Aubrey reassured her. "Trish and Beca got married yesterday in Vegas. Her father is upset about it and they've hired me to be their lawyer."

"Wow!," Stacie said. "There is so much going on in that statement. How long will you be in LA?"

"I don't know," Aubrey says. "I am planning to spend at least a month. I need to be here until Trish's trust fund gets transferred to her and make sure her father doesn't do anything to keep that from happening."

"Okay," Stacie said. "I'll send you my fight info once I've changed my reservation. We will have to have a long talk when I get there. I have a feeling there is so much more to all of this than you are telling me."

"I'll tell you as much as I can," Aubrey said. "Now that I'm their lawyer, I have to abide by their wishes and maintain lawyer/client privilege."

"Fine," Stacie said. "I'll talk to you later. I love you."

"I love you, too," Aubrey said and hung up the phone.

"Are you going to tell her everything?," Chloe asked.

"I want to," Aubrey said. "But, I know I can't without Beca and Trish's permission."

Stacie hung up from her call with Aubrey and started thinking. Something was off about Beca and Trish and them getting married. They didn't act like a couple in love. She only saw them kiss once. When Beca and Chloe were a thing at Barden, they both would kiss the other every chance they got. And they would cuddle together all the time. Beca and Trish didn't do that.

Beca had become so much more open while she was with Chloe. We became so much closer and I considered her one of my best friends until she just left. Everything she knew about Beca since Beca left Barden, was what she got from Aubrey. Aubrey didn't even tell me that Beca was engaged. She would definitely get to the bottom of whatever was going on.

The next morning, Chloe and Aubrey rode to Chloe's office together. Chloe got out telling Aubrey she'd see her later. Aubrey got to the studio at 9:15 and found Beca and Trish waiting for her in the lobby.

"My lawyer will be here in a few minutes," Beca said. "He wanted to meet with all of us before the meeting with Trish's father. I'm told him we're married but not the circumstances. He just thinks we're in love."

"Okay," Aubrey said. "Where are we meeting him."

"In my office," Beca said. "Follow me."

Beca took Trish's hand as they walked across the lobby to the elevators. They had talked the night before and discussed showing some PDA while at the studio. They got to Beca's office and five minutes later her lawyer showed up.

"Mark," Beca said. "This is one of my best friends, Aubrey Posen. She also happens to be our lawyer regarding everything except my contract. And, this is my wife, Trish Mitchell."

"It's a pleasure ladies," Mark said. "I just wanted to meet with all of you to make sure we are all on the same page. I've already told Beca about her contract. It all looks good on her side. I've received a few calls from other studios who wanted to know if she would be available to work for or with them when her contract expires at the end of the month."

"Seriously?," Beca asks.

"Seriously," Mark says with a laugh.

"More leverage for us," Aubrey says. "So, in a nutshell, Trish's dad doesn't approve of her marriage to Beca. He feels that Beca is only after her money or is using her to get to him so she can have more control and freedom on what she works on. Trish also has a very large trust fund that will be transferred to her now that she is married. Her father wants that money. Trish should get control over the money in 3-4 weeks. I am here to make sure that her father doesn't do anything underhanded to get his hands on her money before she has control of it."

"I had some dealings with trust funds before," Mark said. "Is her father's name on it anywhere?"

"Only where it says the fund transfers to him if I'm not married and die before I'm 25," Trish told them. "If I'm married my spouse gets the money."

"If that's the case," Mark said. "He doesn't have a leg to stand on."

"We have an appointment with the Trustee this afternoon," Trish said. "It's at 1:00. Aubrey, I was hoping you would go with us. Mark, would you be able to attend as well? Seems like you know something about trusts and might be able to help us if any questions arise."

"I'll go," Aubrey says.

"I can go as well," Mark said. "I just need to call my Assistant and have her reschedule a few things. Excuse me while I make that call."

Mark leaves the office to make his call. Beca is fidgeting with her hands and her leg is going up and down like a piston.

"Relax, Beca," Aubrey tells her. "You have all of us on your side."

Beca gives Aubrey a small thanks and smiles at her. Trish's phone rings and when she looks to see who it is she immediately answers.

"Hello," Trish says.

Trish is quiet as she listens to the voice on the other end of the phone.

"He did what?," Trish yells into the phone.

Beca and Aubrey both go stand by Trish's side.

"Yes," Trish says. "That's why I made an appointment to see you this afternoon.

Another break while Trish listens.

"No, no," Trish says. "You did the right thing. Thank you for calling me."

Trish hangs up and plops down on the sofa and puts her head in her hands.

"My father called the Trustee just a few minutes ago," Trish said looking up at Aubrey and Beca. "He told them that I had a mental breakdown and flew off to Vegas and got married to some golddigger. He 'ordered' the Trustee to deny me my trust fund until he could get me the help I needed."

"Damn," Beca said. "He really does want your trust fund doesn't he?"

"What else did the Trustee say?," Aubrey asked.

"He said that he told my dad that he had no say in the matter," Trish said. "If I presented them with a valid marriage license then the money would be transferred to me, no question."

"That's good," Mark said. "Sorry, I came back in and heard most of what Trish said. The Trustee did right. They are only obligated to the Grantor, which would be your grandparents, and the beneficiary, meaning you. Unless someone else's name is on the trust, there is nothing anyone else can do about it."

Trish let out a sigh of relief. Beca and Aubrey visibly relaxed as well.

"Don't worry," Mark said. "You got this."

Trish smiled a real smile for the first time since before she had spoken to her dad the day before.

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

"Thanks, Mark," Beca said. "It means a lot to us."

"Just doing what you pay me for," Mark says with a laugh. "It's almost 10:00. Shall we head to the lion's den?"

The girls all get up and go out the door. Janice, Mr. Compton's secretary, greets them and asks them to wait a moment. She softly knocks on Mr. Compton's door and enters. She comes backo out a moment later and ushers them into the office. Mr. Compton walks over as he sees Trish and Beca but stops as soon as he sees Aubrey and Mark enter the room.

"Who the hell are they?," Mr. Compton asks Trish.

"Our lawyers," Trish tells him. "This is Aubrey Posen and Mark, um."

"Riley," Mark says.

"Why are they here?," Mr. Compton asks ignoring the two lawyers. "I thought I told you and Mitchell to come to this meeting."

"They are here make sure we are protected against anything you might try to do to us," Trish answers. "I already know about your phone call to the Trustee this morning."

Mr. Compton swallowed and tried to hide the guilt on his face.

"Fine," Mr. Compton said. "Please sit down."

He directed them to the conference table and everyone sat. They all sat and stared at Mr. Compton, waiting for him to begin.

"You're the one who demanded the meeting to talk, dad," Trish said. "So, talk."

"You never used to talk to me like this," Mr. Compton says angrily. "Only since you've started hanging around with her."

"She is my wife and her name is Beca," Trish said.

"Whatever," Mr. Compton says dismissively. "I wanted this meeting to tell you that I will no longer be responsible for your bills for the condo, or your credit cards, or your car."

"That's fine," Beca said. "I am more than capable of taking care of my wife financially."

"You can't if you don't have a job," Mr. Compton snarled.

"We spoke of this already, Mr. Compton," Aubrey said. "If you try to fire Beca we will be pursuing legal action against you. She has less than a month on her current contract with you. From what I understand, she has fulfilled all her obligations on that contract. So, you need to find something else to threaten them with."

Mr. Compton's jaw was clenched and he stared at Aubrey thinking he could intimidate her. Aubrey stared back at him with no emotion showing on her face.

"Fine," Mr. Compton. "But, just know this. We will not be renewing her contract."

"That's fine," Mark said. "She didn't want to renew it anyway. She's had several offer from other studios asking for her when her contract is done here. For you, she will spend the next three weeks finishing up whatever she has been working on. Those projects she cannot complete she will hand over to someone else, provided the artist is okay with it. Any questions so far?"

Mr. Compton's face gets red. This was not going the way he hoped it would.

"Nothing?," Mark says. "Good."

"Dad," Trish says softly. "I'm sorry it came to this. I don't want to do things this way, but you gave me no choice. Beca is the one person who I know who will do what I want with my money. She loves me and despite how you've acted toward her today, she will be there for you when I'm gone. Because that's the kind of person she is."

"Wait," Mr. Compton says sitting up in his chair. "What do you mean by when you're gone?"