Her fingers tapped on the large sprawling desk as she hummed to her music. She had a ten minute break before meeting a new artist and she was going to use it to finish a new song. The former Bella, now music producer, had found a lot of success in her life. It was all thanks to a Christmas carol she sang with Snoop Dogg. Her boss at Residual Heat, gave her, her big break after college and now, at the age of 28, she was working in LA offices of RH. Though her boss still calls her Reggie, she's now one of his top music producers.

Today, she was having a meeting with a German singer. Her name was Luisa Schäfer, her boss had heard her sing on a recent trip to Germany and immediately signed her. She remembers the midnight phone call she received quite clearly.

"Reggie! I have some awesome news! I just found an amazing talent! I think you're going to love her! Reggie! I have a good feeling about this!" He exclaims, sounding more excited than she'd ever heard him.

"It's one in the morning, dude!" Beca groans, sleepily into her pillow.

"Reggie! Inspiration doesn't sleep!...Write that down!" He says as an afterthought, before hanging up.

So, here she was, a week later waiting to meet this amazing, inspirational talent. To be truthful, Beca was curious about her, her boss never got that excited about anyone. Beca had tried to search her, to find some sort of information on this chick, but the only thing that came up was one grainy video, that looked like a high school concert. She couldn't even see her. There was no other info, maybe she went by a stage name, or she was just a complete unknown.

She hears the doors to the suite open, Beca pulls off her headphones and turns around to see her boss walk in.
"I got a good feeling, Reggie!" He remarks, happily.
"You're in a good mood." Beca rolls her eyes, smirking, turning back to her laptop.
"This is fresh and raw talent. This is why I became a producer, this is why I have my own label." He tapping two fingers on the table, rather animatedly.
"Cool stuff, boss." She shakes her head as she closes her laptop.
"You're going to love her. You actually have a lot in common, she's also an A Cappella champion."

A bad feeling suddenly washed over Beca. German, raw talent and an A Cappella champion.
'Oh no!' Beca thinks, panicking.
"Really?" Beca tilted her head, trying to calm herself.
"Yeah, she was a part of some group, I can't remember the name. But her voice, Reggie, her voice. It's so powerful."
She pushes her first thoughts away. There must be more A Cappella teams then DSM, and even if she was from DSM, there were like 15 women in the group. They all had powerful voices. Though, not more powerful than the Kommissar.

'Beca, stop being irrational!' She mentally scolded herself, staring down at the desk she was still sitting at, 'There are probably thousands of Germans that could fit this description.'

"Ah, and her she is!" Her Boss announces, bring her back to reality.
"Look, I know my uncle already has you sign to a producer, but hear me out…" Dax says as he opens the door, the young German woman following him in.
"Dax! Out!" The man looks as though he would murder him.
Beca finally turns her chair and looks up, Dax is holding his hands up in defeat. The woman has her back turned, watching Dax leave. She was tall, blonde and had excellent muscle tone.
"Luisa, I'm sorry about him. Family! What can you do?" He shrugs.
She turns around, Beca's heart stopped, like literally stopped. Intense blue eye meet her own stormy blue ones.

'Oh no, oh god, oh no! Holy shit! Fuck!' Beca's brain went into a spiral.

It had been about six years since she'd seen this woman, The Kommissar! Literally, nothing about her had changed, her skin was still flawless, her hair looked like spun gold and if Beca wasn't mistaken, she was getting hit with the smell of cinnamon.

"Reggie, this is our next star, Luisa Schäfer. Luisa, meet my best producer, Beca Mitchell." He knew her name, but after seven years, her nickname sorta stuck.
Luisa smiled as she gazed down at Beca, the smile was a little different than Beca remembered, it seemed warmer somehow. Beca's heart started again, but it was beating so hard, she was sure it was going to break out of her chest.
"Hallo Maus, we meet again." Her accent didn't seem as thick, but it was ever present. It sent an electric shock down Beca's spine.
She stared back up the beauty in front of her, it had been six years, damn it! But the hold on her was still there. She couldn't do this.
"Nope! I'm out!" Beca exclaimed, walking out of the conference room, leaving her laptop and everything behind.
Her boss stood rooted to the spot, "I'm sorry, that's never happened before." Absolutely bewildered at his employee.
Luisa chuckled as she watched the tiny brunette storm down the hall, "It is ok, I expected it."

"Reggie!" Her boss storms into her office, "You better have a good explanation for this."
Beca who was pacing her office, looking super pale (more than usual), stops and looks at her boss.
"No! I don't!" She snaps, then continues to pace.
The man stood, a little stunned at her outburst. Reggie had never been like this. She was excited for every client and always strived to be the best, regardless of whether she liked them or not. But here she was looking like she was going to throw up at the prospect of working with his new talent.
"Reggie! Stop!" He grabs her shoulders, "What's happening to you? You haven't looked this nervous since you give me your first demo."
She stops and looks at him, "I know her." She says, quietly.
"I know, she requested you." He shrugged, like it was no big deal.

'WHAT!' Beca's mind exploded.

He could obviously see Beca's confusion written all over her face.
"Yeah, Luisa told me you guys knew each other and you guys were like..friends, sort of."
"Hmph, I wouldn't say friends." Beca grumbles, crossing her arms.
"Oh!" As if something was dawning in him, "Is this because you wanted to sleep with her?"
"What!" Beca slightly whispers, as she looked at him with disbelief.
"Yeah, she said you guys had awesome chemistry. And that's what I want! You can do this Reg! Put her in your spank bank and move on! We have an album to produce!" He said as he turned and left the room.
"Spank bank?" Beca looked so mortified, she wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole.