Chloe rubs small circles on Beca's back as the smaller girl's dinner comes up and into the toilet bowl in front of her. Chloe's already pulled Beca's hair back in a loose pony so it was out of the way.

"Ugh," Beca says. "This sucks."

"I'm sorry, Becs," Chloe says. "I wish I could make it better for you."

"You do," Beca says.

Chloe smiles.

"Why don't you go brush your teeth, and meet me at mine?" Chloe says. "Aubrey's got class until 10."

Beca nods. "Okay."

Chloe helps Beca up, and as she does so notices that Beca is starting to show. She makes a mental note to talk to her later.

Chloe walks back to her dorm. When she opens the door, she's surprised to see Aubrey there. She hasn't seen or talked to her best friend in two weeks since she quit the Bellas. Chloe, for her part, has been avoiding the blonde, only coming back to the dorm when she knows Aubrey has class or Bellas rehearsal. But the blonde hadn't tried to contact her either.

"Hi," Aubrey says.

"Hi," Chloe says. "I thought you had class."

"It was canceled," Aubrey says.

"Oh," Chloe says. "I just came to get some stuff, I'll be out of your way in a minute."

"Don't go," Aubrey says. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too, Bree," Chloe says, but she continues gathering her things.

"So stay," Aubrey says. "We can have a girls night. Mani pedi's, and a chick flick?"

"Beca and I have plans," Chloe says.

Aubrey visibly reddens. "I don't know why you waste your time with her," she says.

"She's not a waste of time," Chloe says. She's angry now. "This right here, this is a waste of time."

As Chloe and Aubrey continue yelling at each other, neither of them notice Beca show up in the doorway.

"Why do you hate her so much, Bree!? I don't get it. What has she ever done to you?" Chloe yells.

"Why do I hate her? She stole my best friend! Why do you suddenly drop your best friend when she shows up?" Aubrey yells back.

"Because I'm in love with her!" Chloe yells.

Silence.

"What?" Beca says quietly.

Chloe whips around. She's like a deer in the headlights seeing Beca there. She wishes she hadn't said that. Not because it isn't true, but because she and Beca are just friends.

"I – um," Chloe stammers.

She thinks Beca is going to run.

And run Beca does.

"Beca wait," Chloe yells, going to follow her friend.

"She's only going to break your heart!" Chloe hears Aubrey yell.

They're in the middle of the quad by the time Chloe catches up to Beca.

"Beca," Chloe says, out of breath."

Beca is fast for someone so small.

"You're in love with me?" Beca says.

"Um, yeah," Chloe says.

"When were you planning on telling me this?" Beca says.

"I, uh, I wasn't," Chloe says. "I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"I don't know what to do with this," Beca says.

"You don't have to do anything with it," Chloe says, almost pleading. "It doesn't have to change anything."

"I just need some time," Beca says.

"Okay," Chloe says. She knows her voice sounds dejected. "Just come find me when you're ready okay?"

Beca nods. "I will."

And with that Beca walks on, going where, Chloe doesn't know. Chloe however, turns around, determined to respect Beca's wishes.

Chloe returns to her dorm room.

"I hope you're happy now," she says to Aubrey. Chloe continues gathering things. Most of the things she would need are in Beca's room. She grabs her spare phone charger, a spare notebook and some pens. She grabs her pillow and a couple of blankets and shoves them into a bag in her closet.

"Where are you going?" Aubrey asks.

"Anywhere but here," Chloe says.

When Chloe wakes up, she's cold and uncomfortable. It's not just because she's sleeping on a blanket on the floor, it's because for the first time in two weeks, she woke up without Beca in her arms.

She sighs. She knows she can't keep doing this with Aubrey. It's not fair to any of them.

Chloe is used to getting what she wants. The exceptions are always to do with Aubrey or Beca. Her father always gave her whatever she asks for. Though she hasn't asked him for anything since middle school. She doesn't like to take advantage of him. She has a full scholarship to Barden, so she didn't even need to ask for help with tuition.

Chloe texts her father. Aubrey and I aren't getting along anymore. I want to live off campus. Can you help?

It's the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Chloe is still sleeping in her hiding spot in the library. Not that anybody has noticed. Chloe is used to the hard floor now. She keeps her eyes closed, hoping that when she opens them, the last few days will all have been just a bad dream.

She opens her eyes. Nope. Still real.

"Hey."

Chloe jumps. She looks around and sees Beca sitting against one of the pillars.

"Beca," she breathes.

Beca gives her a small smile.

"We should probably get you out of here," Beca says. "The library closes for break in like two hours."

Beca helps Chloe pack up her stuff and Beca leads the way back to her dorm. Kimmy Jin, Beca's roommate, is just leaving as Beca and Chloe settle in.

Kimmy Jin shoots Chloe a small smile, which is the only positive interaction Chloe has ever received from her.

"I've missed you," Chloe says.

"I've missed you, too, Chlo," Beca says.

Chloe's not sure if Beca really wants to say anything, but it seems she has her friend back, and for the moment that's all that matters to her.

"So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?" Chloe asks.

"Um, nothing really. My dad invited me to Thanksgiving at his house, but I don't think I want to go," Beca says. "You?"

"I was going to go to Aubrey's for Thanksgiving, but now I think I'll just stay here. I don't think my parents are even home anyway," Chloe says.

"Chinese take out for Thanksgiving?" Beca says hopefully.

"Sounds good."

"So, uh, you want to watch a movie or something?" Beca says.

"But you don't even like movies," Chloe says.

"I know," Beca says. "But you do."

It's the day before Thanksgiving. Beca is trying to show Chloe how to play Chess.

"So this is a rook," Beca says. "It can only move horizontally or vertically, but it can move any number of spaces."

"You know I never took you to be into these nerdy games," Chloe says.

"Chess is not nerdy," Beca says.

"Kind of is," Chloe says.

Beca sighs. "Whatever," she says. "This is a bishop, it can only move diagonally."

"Becs," Chloe says.

"Yeah?"

"You know I'm not going to be able to remember all this right?" Chloe says.

Beca sigh again. "Yeah," she says. "But you can't say I didn't try."

"Um, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," Chloe says.

"Um, okay," Beca says. Clearly nervous.

"Have you thought about what you're going to do," Chloe says. "With the baby, I mean."

"I…yeah," Beca says. "I'm going to keep him or her."

"Have you gone to the doctor yet?" Chloe asks.

Beca drops her head. "No," she says. "You're the only one who knows."

"Well you should really go to the doctor, Becs," Chloe says. "I'll go with you, if you want me to."

"Yeah," Beca says. "You're right. I know you're right. I'll make an appointment with someone after Thanksgiving."

"Good," Chloe says. "You should also think about telling people. You're actually starting to show a bit."

"I'm just scared," Beca says quietly.

Chloe hugs Beca tight. She pulls back, looking at Beca. "I'm here for you," she says.

Before Chloe knows what's going on, Beca's lips are on hers. It takes Chloe a moment to register what's going on, but then she kisses Beca back fervently.

They break apart when oxygen becomes a factor, their foreheads still touching, leaning against one another.

"Wow," Beca says.

"Yeah," Chloe says. "That was – What was that?"

"I – um, I didn't know how to tell you," Beca says.

"Tell me what?" Chloe says.

"I'm not quite where you are yet," Beca says. "But –um – I like you. A lot. And I know how you feel about me. And I think I could get there. I guess what I'm trying to say is – I want to give us a shot."

Chloe leans in for another kiss, which Beca returns. This one is different from the first one. The first one was hard and needy and passionate. This one was soft and tender and meaningful.

"So – um," Beca say when they break. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

Chloe giggles. "Of course."

Chloe sits alone in her dorm. Since Aubrey went home for the break, she's got the room to herself. She hasn't actually spent this much time in her room since she quit the Bellas.

Beca had insisted that they separate so that she could plan their first date. She said that she would pick Chloe up promptly at seven. It's only eleven, and Chloe doesn't know what she's going to do until then.

She's thinking about taking a walk when she gets a text message from her father. Will be there in twenty minutes.

Chloe's surprised. She didn't expect her family to come down for Thanksgiving.

Twenty minutes later, there's a knock at her door. Her father stands on the other side. He's in a suit, as he always seems to be.

Chloe's father is tall and handsome. His hair has been bleached blonde, and combed back.

"Daddy," she says. She gives him a hug. It's been far too long since she's seen him.

"Hey kiddo," her father says.

"I didn't think I was gonna see you this year," Chloe says.

"Well we were going to surprise you at the Posens, but after that text you sent me, we figured you were going to stay here."

"How long are you here for?" Chloe asks.

"Just a few days. But come on," her father says. "Let's go have lunch."

The drive is only five minutes, but Chloe gasps when she sees where they are. It's a beautiful estate to rival their one back home in Connecticut. She wonders when her father bought this one.

Inside, Chloe finds her mother and sister and brothers waiting for them with lunch.

"So when did you buy this house, daddy," Chloe asks after a delicious corned beef lunch.

"Actually," her father says. "It's not mine."

"Oh, whose is it?" Chloe asks.

"It's yours."

Chloe gasps. "Daddy, you didn't!"

"You said you wanted to live off campus," her father says.

"I was just hoping for a studio apartment," Chloe says. "You didn't need to do this."

"I know," her father says. He's sporting a big grin. "But this is the first thing you've asked me for in years, you didn't think I was going to pass this up did you?"

"Oh my God," Chloe says over and over.

Her father gives her a tour of the house. It's huge. Six bedrooms. Eight bathrooms. A huge yard, both front and back. And indoor swimming pool. A Jacuzzi by the pool and a Jacuzzi tub in the master bath. A huge walk-in closet. The entire house was furnished. The kitchen was to die for. The basement was fully finished. He father had even completely filled the closet with new clothes. All the linen closets were filled with everything she could possibly need. The kitchen and pantry was stocked. There was a huge double door fridge with a drawer freezer. And even a walk-in freezer. The study was lined with books. There was a home theater with every movie Chloe could imagine. There were flat screens and computers.

Chloe's father brings her to the garage. It's a six car garage, and there's a car in each bay.

"Daddy you didn't!" Chloe says. There's a truck. A minivan. An SUV. A sedan. A convertible. And a smart car.

"All yours kiddo," he says. "I've set you up with a few bank accounts as well. One account is set up to automatically pay all the bills associated with the house. One is for groceries and gas etc. My account is set to transfer one thousand dollars to that account every month. And the last is your allowance. My account will transfer three hundred dollars to that account every month."

She really shouldn't be surprised. After all, her father loves spoiling his kids. But she is. She never dreamed he'd supply her with all of this.

"Thank you, daddy," Chloe says. "You really didn't have to do all this, but thank you."

"You're welcome, kiddo," her father says. "So your mother's going to cook Thanksgiving tomorrow. And then we're going to leave the day after."

Chloe sees the problem with this. She can't bring herself to ditch Beca, even for her family, but she thinks it's a little too soon to be meeting the parents. And plus, she doesn't think Beca wants them to know she's pregnant.

"Um," Chloe says. "The thing is I didn't know you guys were coming. I was going to have Thanksgiving with my girlfriend."

Chloe feels warm and fuzzy just being able to call Beca her girlfriend.

"So bring her along," her father says.

"Well it might be a little too soon to meet the parents," Chloe says. "But I'll ask her, okay?"

"I understand, pumpkin," he says. "We did just spring this on you."

This is why Chloe loves her father. Not because he buys her all this stuff, though she does appreciate that. It's because he's loving and caring and understanding. He's the best man Chloe knows.

"Thanks dad," Chloe says.

"Well run along," her father says. "Go find her."

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