Beca was calling Jesse but he didnt answer. He wasnt there. A flustered, angry, and frustrated Beca runs into Kommissar, who is, as always, flawless and well put together.

Jesse didn't pick up, per usual. Beca got the automated response as she did 90% of the time. She didn't even bother leaving a message this time. She ended the call and threw her phone into her back pocket. She was sick of him not being there. They both had been busy with things but she still made time for him and she needed the same thing back but it had not been returned. She was feeling rather abandoned by him. She left the hotel room to go and get a drink at the bar downstairs. When she arrived at the elevator, she was surprised to see the DSM leader waiting as well. She contemplated turning and waiting for the next elevator but she needed a drink. As soon as she saw the Kommissar, Kommissar saw her.

"Ah, tiny maus. Where are you going?" Kommissar smiled down at her with a drink in her hand.

"Uh... um...uh, I was, uh... I'm gonna go. I can't deal with people right now, especially you," Beca said starting to turn around before babbling anymore. She was mentally slapping herself in the face. "You are like the last person I need to run into right now, you perfect human being." Beca was angry now at herself and Jesse.

"Why don't you come to bar with me? I can buy you drink. We can celebrate your win." Kommissar said putting a hand on the younger woman's arm to stop her from leaving. Beca was mentally panicking. This was good right? No, this was bad. Was it?

"I...I...uh..." The elevator came. Kommissar started walking into the elevator and once inside she raised an eyebrow at Beca as if to question whether she would come or not. Kommissar stepped back after the Bella didn't follow suit. Kommissar was holding the door open, waiting for a response from the Bella. "Uhm, I have to go get my wallet." She babbled out.

"I can pay for you, little maus. You are fine. Drinks are on me." The Kommissar said while now stepping out of the elevator. The elevator closed behind the taller woman as she strode toward Beca.

"I think I'm just going to have a night in actually, um, thanks though..." Beca said backing up and hitting her back against the wall. The German was getting rather close for comfort. She felt her phone vibrate. Thank the gods. Someone please save me. Beca thought. "I have to get my phone." Beca said while staring at the other woman's lips. Kommissar took one more step toward the Bella.

"But do you really?" The Kommissar said with a raised eyebrow. Beca swallowed before grabbing the other woman's face and kissing her. The Kommissar set her drink on the table next to them and grabbed the Bella's waist, kissing her back. Beca broke the kiss. Her hands now on the Kommissar's shoulders.

"I, uh, I, fuck." Beca said. She ran her hands down her face. "I have a boyfriend." Beca said, she wasn't sure who she was telling, herself or the Kommissar. "Well, kind of." The Bella was on the verge of breaking up with him so it technically still counted.

"Kind of?" The Kommissar questioned.

"Yeah... long story." Beca said as she reluctantly got of the blonde's grip. "That was great. I have to go now before I totally just take you in the hall because you are so hot." Beca sputtered out. "Fuck. I.. uh, forget I said that please."

"I mean, we could go back to my room, little maus." The Kommissar downed the rest of her drink and left the glass where it was. Beca's expression changed and she was panicking inside a little, which was clearly evident on the outside. "Not for sex. But to talk." The Kommissar clarified. "You can share your long story. We can order food and drinks too."

"Wait, dude, are you serious?" Beca asked. She was slightly taken aback at the other woman's sudden kindness.

"Yes, you are interesting, little maus." The Kommissar chuckled. "I would like to get to know you better."

"Well, I don't know why because you're literally perfect and I'm, well, not." Beca said. "I don't think you could be any more flawless if you actually tried."

"Thank you, little maus, but you are highly mistaken. I am a human and I have flaws like everyone. So, would you like to go to my room and, what do they say, chat? That is the correct word, is it not?"

"Yeah, it is. I would actually love to, though I can't say I won't compliment you ridiculously." Beca stated honestly. The Kommissar laughed.

"That is fine. I expect it at this point." The Kommissar got out her room key and began walking down the hall to her room. Beca hadn't even known that they were staying on the same floor. She followed the Kommissar.

"How come you are being so nice to me now?" Beca asked, rather confused as to why she wasn't looming over her like she planned on scaring her to death. She was rather frightening.

"What do you mean maus?" The Kommissar asked as they got to her room.

"Well, like, before, you looked like you wanted to murder me and anyone else who got in your way of winning World's. You looked like you were about ready to rip everyone's heads off, also there was the name calling and just a lot of intimidation." Beca tried to explain.

"Those are simply intimidation tactics." She replied with a deep laugh. "To scare the competition." They were now in her room. "Please make yourself at home. I will go get the room service menu." Beca obliged and took a seat on the one side of the couch. The Kommissar's room was large. It had three rooms, the bathroom, a living room, and a bedroom with a king size bed, plus a small kitchen area. It more closely resembled an apartment.

"Your room is huge." Beca called into the kitchen area.

"Yes. It is. The leaders always get larger rooms. It is very nice."

"I'll say so. My room is on the same floor and there is literally like one room plus the bathroom." Beca told the older woman.

"That is rather unfortunate, I should say." The Kommissar stated while coming back to the living room area with the menu and taking a seat on the couch next to the Bella. "Here is the menu, order whatever you would like. You can pick out whatever you would like to drink as well." Kommissar said handing the menus to Beca.

"I can pay for my food. It's not..." The Kommissar shot Beca a look as if to stop her dead in her tracks. "Uh, nevermind." The Kommissar smirked, clearly pleased with herself.

"It's my treat. A sort of congratulations on winning World's." She stated. "Please allow me to do this." The Kommissar insisted.

"Fine. I buy next time." Beca responded.

"Next time?" The Kommissar questioned making sure that she had heard correctly.

"Well, I mean, there potentially could be a next time and if there is then I'd like to pay the next time. Unless you don't want there to be a next time, and in that case then it wouldn't even matter, but I think I would rather enjoy another time. But I understand if you don't want to." Beca rambled on while the Kommissar chuckled.

"Next time you may pay." The Kommissar replied.

"Wait, you actually want there to be a next time?" Beca was confused.

"Of course, maus." Kommissar replied tucking a stray hair behind her own ear. Beca's phone started ringing. It was Chloe.

"Would you excuse me for a minute?" She asked Kommissar. "It's Chloe. I kinda need to take it."

"Okay." Kommissar replied. Beca went into the hall.

"Hey, Chlo, what's up?" Beca asked.

"Are you and Jesse still together?" Chloe asked right off the bat, like she had known Beca was thinking about breaking up with him.

"Uh, it's kinda complicated but technically yes. Why?" Beca asked, now rather confused.

"Well, he is down by the bar and has been flirting for like the last hour. He just took one up to his room, I think." Chloe said.

"What?! Are you sure? That's not like him, even if he'd been drinking. But actually who knows anymore." Beca said. She was hurt.

"It's him Becs...Maybe go to his room and confront him and end it?" Chloe suggested. "That's what I would do." Chloe stated sad for her friend.

"Yeah. I think that's what I'm gonna do. Bye Chlo." Beca said as she hung up. She ran to the elevator so she could get to Jesse's floor. Once at Jesse's floor she ran to the door and used the extra room key he had given her. She just opened the door. There Jesse was stark naked about to get on top of the other woman.

"I can't fucking believe you." Beca said as she threw the room key on the floor and grabbed the fake plant the hotel had in every room, and threw it at him. "Have fun fucking whoever you want. We're done." Beca said slamming the door and walking away. Jesse's door opened a moment later.

"Shit. Beca don't just walk away!" Jesse called.

"What the hell do you expect me to do?! I just walked in on you fucking someone else!" Beca yelled back. "It's not like you had been there for me anyways! It's been coming for a while but I thought maybe we could talk about it but we're done. There is no talking about it after this!" Beca yelled.

"Whatever Becs. You weren't there either so you can't blame it all on me." Jesse claimed.

"Bullshit! What the fuck ever dude. We're done. I want my shit back when we get home and then that's it." She said.

"Fine." Jesse said retreating back to his room.

The Kommissar felt like it had been a long time for a phone call with a friend so she opened the door to see if the Bella was there and she was no where to be seen. Her heart sunk before she went back into her room. She didn't know what she was going to do now. She decided to just get ready for bed.