Title: Demons

Author: Jamiexh

Rating: R

Summary: AU Beca has a thriving secret business during her time at Barden. She runs a drug and prostitution ring. Will her secret get compromised while trying to fit in?

Author's Note: The song used throughout this story is Demons by Imagine Dragons.

Warning: Major character deaths

Alternate Ending

…

Beca quickly dropped off the drugs at the container by the docks before getting back into her car. She sighed, looking at the two letters that lay on her passenger's seat. She wrote them quickly before she left. One to her father and one to Chloe explaining everything. Her heart hurt thinking about how she many see them again. But, she had to do it. She had to go.

As she started to drive away, she just wished that she could see Chloe one last time. Dropping her two letters into the mailbox, made the ache even worse. She glanced at the clock. It was just about the time that Chloe would head to dinner. If she hurried, she could see her just one last time. Just as she got to Chloe's building she heard the sirens.

The brunette took a deep breath and pulled over. She accepted her fate. If she was going to get caught, now wouldn't be a bad time. "Can I help you, officer?"

"License and Registration." After she handed them over he spoke again. "Do you know how fast you were going?"

"No, I wasn't really playing attention. I'm running late for a flight and I wanted to say good-bye to my girlfriend before I got on the plane. I was in a bit of hurry. I'm sorry."

The officer looked at the brunette girl and sighed, handing her documents back to her. "I'll let you off with a warning this time. Just don't do it again."

Beca looked back to him in shock. "I won't. Thank you, officer."

He nodded and she pulled away and parked in a spot in front of Chloe's dorm. She didn't have to wait long for the redhead to exit the building.

"What are you doing here, Beca," Chloe asked her. "I told you I need time."

"I know. I just needed to see you."

"Beca."

"Chloe, please," the DJ said approaching her with tears in her eyes. "I love you. I always will. And I miss you so much. You're it for me. I know that it's a lot to put on you, but it's true."

"I don't know what you want me to say."

"I want you to promise me something."

"What?"

"That you will be happy. That you'll move on in case you never see me again. And that you will be happy."

"Okay."

"No. Promise me, Chloe."

"I promise," the redhead stated, alarmed. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," Beca assured her. "Goodbye, Chloe."

"Bye," Chloe replied as the brunette climbed into her car and drove off.

…

Epilogue- 10 years later

Chloe pushed her shopping cart through the supermarket. She was tired. It was hard working two jobs to support herself and her two children after her husband left her three years ago. Between working, her children and her household errands she barely had any sort of downtime.

"Chloe," a familiar voice called out behind her. "Chloe Beale?"

She turned around and was met with a face that she hadn't seen in years. "Beca," the redhead cried out, immediately embracing her ex-girlfriend. "How have you been? Where have you been?"

Beca smirked. "The where doesn't matter. And honestly, I've been miserable without you. But, I finally can come back now. And I want to fight for us."

"You're too late. I have two kids."

"I know. But, you're a single mom. That douchebag left you. I can take care of him if you like."

"I see things haven't changed."

"Certain things can't. Other things have. Aubrey and Jesse are married, you know. Eight years. They can't wait to see you either."

"Aubrey was with you," Chloe asked. "I always wondered where she went."

"Yeah. Jesse took her along. Worked out well for them."

"And for us?"

Beca paused. "Didn't you read my letter?"

"No," the redhead admitted. "I tried calling but your phone was disconnected and you were gone. I kind of figured that I knew what you had to say."

"Do you still have it?"

"Yes."

The DJ smiled. "Open it when you go home. There is something in there for you. But, I want to give you something more. Something to make this time different. I want to offer you a job with us. It's at my new club, Titanium. I want you to run it."

"I can't bring my kids around that sort of activity, Beca."

"It's like Hellhound. It's just a club. Everything else will be upstairs under lock and key. You know how tight we were with security."

"I don't know."

"Please," Beca begged. "It's more money than you're making now and plus I can offer you housing."

"I can't live in a hotel room with my kids."

"I was hoping you'd move in with me."

"Beca…"

"Alright, please just consider everything, okay? Maybe I am moving too fast. But, just give me a chance. And please, open the letter. Here," Beca handed Chloe a card. "That's my information. Call me."

"Okay."

"I never stopped loving you, Chloe."

"Beca…"

"Okay, call me." With that Beca turned and left, hoping that she'd hear from the redhead soon.

…

After seeing Beca, Chloe opened the letter and after reading it rushed to the bank. Holding the ring in her hand, the redhead burst into tears and called her ex-girlfriend.

"When did you buy this," Chloe asked.

"So you found the ring? I bought it after I told you about Demons and you still wanted to be with me. I knew you were the one for me."

"You wanted to marry me for that long?"

"Chloe, you're perfect. How could I not want to marry you?"

After a breath, the redhead replied. "I'll take the job. But, I'm staying in my apartment for now. We have to take this slow. It's not just me and you anymore. I have others to worry about too."

"I know. And I will try to do the best for them. And I promise you, I won't let them me involved in this. No one should have the childhood I did. So, can I take you and your family out to dinner tonight? It doesn't have to be a date. I can invite Jesse and Aubrey along. I know that they would love to see you."

"That sounds nice."

"And maybe I can rope them into babysitting after so I can take you out for ice cream. Rocky road is still you're favorite, right?"

"You remembered?"

"I couldn't forget a single thing about you."

"You weren't always this smooth."

"Well, I didn't expect to have my crush burst into my shower. So, does this mean that we're starting over," Beca asked holding her breath.

"I guess it does," Chloe smiled.