A/N: Hey guys! Here it is! The last chapter!

Thank you for the support, comments, and reviews. It has definitely helped me a lot! You guys are all amazing readers! ;)

So the actual event that everything has been leading up to will be showcased in that shorter fic with Chloe I mentioned before. (UPDATE: Here's the sort of link for it: s/11472390/1/Waiting-at-the-End-of-the-Road)

And [SPOILER] so is the second Bellas-set date and the whole thing that Beca alludes to about a certain thing when she talks to a certain someone who hasn't shown up in a while.

Also, here's the link for the Bechloe sick fic requested from the reviews/comments (it's only a one-shot): s/11484743/1/To-Be-With-You

Anyways, I hope you enjoy it.

Thanks for all the support and comments and reviews!

If you've enjoyed this fic then check out my other fics: Something to Never Have and The Red String of Fate (they're probably not as awesome as this one since they were my first two, but reviews and comments on them are also welcomed! It helps me with writing the fics.)

I don't own Pitch Perfect

She did it. She made it. They all made it.

It was a hard road ahead of her, but she made it.

Beca felt the rush of performing, the music that flows through her bloodstream with every beat, with every note, and the butterflies that take over with each time she kisses Chloe.

And when they were announced winners of the Worlds, she felt all those at the same time.

She felt alive.

And was it strange that it was all thanks to Death?

Yes. But in the end being alive was what was important.

That and kicking DSM's ass on a world stage for everyone to see.

And when it came to Chloe, the goosebumps never went away. It was a constant with each firsts they took, each step towards tomorrow.

And it was all because she chose to live.

Yeah, Beca would always be grateful to that little twerp for opening her eyes.

The Bellas had apparently planned their second date to be in Copenhagen, visiting all the romantic sights the city had to offer.

Because, yes, apparently the pool money was enough to cover that and more.

And Beca never took of the musical note-shaped locket the Bellas got her when she got out of the hospital. Inside of it was a small print picture of all of them squished into the tiny frame of the locket, with the words 'Made of Titanium' engraved on the back of it. The Bellas never got the inside joke, or why Aubrey insisted it be what's engraved, but it came as a good surprise to both Chloe and Beca.

It's been three years since then.

Beca made it, turned her dreams into reality.

All thanks to those acapella nerds who believed in her, to the best friend who knew she'd get the happy ending to her movie, and to that redhead who barged into her shower one day.

Yep, especially to that said redhead.

It's been three years and Beca was all but nervous. She waited long enough for the moment she's been planning for a whole year – because she was, after all, a perfectionist when it came to everything related to what mattered to her most.

And who else mattered most but Chloe.

Yep, it all comes down to one moment that very night.

Why she thought of getting the darn thing on a day where everyone would be busy and in stupid costumes was a little bit questionable.

Technically, she entrusted Jesse with that bit.

But there was a whole mix up when he picked it up two days ago and she hadn't had the time to right it until the day itself.

But she's been busy with other things.

They were having their own Bellas reunion of sorts that night since all of them would be in LA for Halloween, so there's that too.

No costume party though, Beca had been adamant with her refusal to wear any costumes of sort. She's had to do that for the last two years for their record label's company party, and for this year, no costumes were allowed for yet another reason.

"Hey, Chlo." Beca greeted as she entered the door.

"And the hobbit returns!" Aubrey exclaimed as Chloe laughs. The blonde had gotten in over the night before and of course Chloe had to volunteer that Aubrey stays with them during her visit and while her own new place in LA was still getting fixed up.

"Whatever Bree." Beca huffs. "Anyone else already here?"

"Nope, just me munchkin." again, it was Aubrey who replied, with Chloe disappearing into the kitchen of their flat to refill a bowl of sweets. The blonde soon disappeared to her room to answer a phone call.

"Kids trick or treating?" Beca asked as she poked her head into the kitchen.

"Yep, and a bunch of teenagers too." Chloe replied. She soon found herself wrapped safely within Beca's arms as she set the bowl of treats down by the entry table.

Chloe was about to inch in closer and steal a kiss from her beloved DJ when the doorbell rang.

"I swear if that's a kid trick or treating, Chlo…" Beca started to say when Chloe wriggled free of her and opened the door, and lo and behold there were kids trick or treating.

Why Chloe actually posted a sign that said they welcomed trick-or-treaters for Halloween was beyond Beca. Because seriously, who actually advertises that in their building?

But that was just one of the things she loved about Chloe.

There was a kid dressed as Superman, a girl dressed as Spider-man, a mix of mummies, vampires, and zombies. And a few grim reapers. All dressed in a skeleton outfit with a black cloak wrapped around them, some with plastic scythes too.

And of course Chloe would joke "Oh look Beca, it's your good old friend Death."

She totally did that every single time.

Beca had decided to get ready for the party. Aubrey and Chloe took turns with answering the door to give candy as they themselves got ready, dressing up and adding finishing touches and all.

It was still a little early for the Bellas to start arriving, so Beca took her time, she had wanted to talk to Aubrey about the thing she got earlier but Chloe won't let her best friend out of sight. Something about someone that the blonde was secretly dating. Apparently she won't share the details with her girlfriend.

Yep, every time Beca thought about the title, it still made her smile.

Chloe Beale was her girlfriend.

But hopefully not for long.

Aubrey had disappeared back to her room to answer yet another mysterious phone call and Beca had just stepped out back into the living room after grabbing a new refill for their candy bowl when the doorbell rang again.

Chloe answered the door with "Oh, aren't you just adorable!"

Beca got a closer look of the kid standing in front of the door. He had a sack instead of those plastic jack-o-lantern baskets that people usually use for trick-or-treating. He was wearing a rather long tattered and torn shroud with a hood that covered his face quite well, and all Beca could see was incredibly pale skin underneath.

"And who are you dressed up as?" Chloe asked totally enamored by the cute-factor the boy seemed to have had on Chloe. But as soon as the redhead asked something clicked in the gears of Beca's head and she immediately rushed to Chloe's side, pushing her a side a bit as she life the boy by the collar of his weird looking cloak, somewhat reminiscent to the first time this scene had happened.

Beca smirked and raised one brow. "You little twerp! You haven't shown your face since that nosebleed you gave me during my recovery and you find the nerve to show up three years later at my door for candy?"

"Beca, what on earth are you doing?" Chloe asked, looking slightly alarmed at the DJ's sudden action. She was sure that the boy Beca had raised up high by the scruff of the neck would start crying anytime soon.

She was surprised to see him start laughing, to say the least.

The hood that covered his face dropped back as Beca placed him down back on his feet, laughing just the same, revealing the boy's snowy white hair and rosy red eyes.

He and Beca shared an equally amused look. "So I was right, it's all about the candy for you, huh?"

"Shut up Mitchell, you know you missed me."

Chloe looked at the boy confused. She's heard Beca mention him before…

"Y-you're… y-you…" Chloe started rambling out.

"Nice to meet you Ms. Beale."

Chloe looked a little bit shaken. Death was there, dressed as, well himself, for Halloween. How many people get to say that Death decided to drop by for candy and hang out a bit in their living room?

Apparently the count for that was two.

Her and Beca.

"Hey guys, what's all the racket about?" Aubrey asked stepping out of the guest room looking at the strange looking boy now standing in the living room.

But Chloe's mind was still on 'shock', gawking and gaping at the boy, what with Death smirking at Beca and acting like their buddies and all.

Aubrey stared at the white her and rosy red eyes. "Who's the adorable alt-boy?" she asked and Beca couldn't help but snigger at Aubrey's comment. Apparently the blonde thought Death was cute too.

Chloe was rambling, Beca was very much tempted to just say that the boy was Death, but thankfully Death was quick to his feet. "My name's DJ. I'm, um, Beca's cousin."

As soon as that was settled and Chloe seemed to regain some semblance of rationality, the redhead had volunteered to get even more candy for him. They were most certainly going to have quite a conversation.

Which of course left Beca with Aubrey.

With the coast clear the blonde was the first to act.

"Okay, so Stacie said she's informed the Bellas of the plan. You sure your Treble of a best friend would show up with the rest of what you need?" she asked Beca in hushed tones.

"Yes, yes. Don't worry about Jesse. He'll pull through."

"Well he didn't exactly pull through when he picked-up the wrong one and you still had to go back to the store to get things sorted out. You had me lying through my teeth the whole afternoon."

"I told you it was a mix up from the store and the designer, okay? Stop blaming Jesse."

"Where is it? Can I see?" the blonde asked not being able to resist the urge.

And Beca fumbled for a small red pouch she kept in her jeans pocket. Aubrey immediately took a quick but careful look at its content, examining it the best she could with the little time they may have left before Chloe decides to return with the boy and join their company.

She handed it to Beca as she heard the voices coming from the kitchen. "It's gorgeous Beca."

"Of course it is." was the DJ's smug response. "I met with the designer and all to make sure it is."

"Thanks for the candy Chlo!" Death said as he heaved the sack full of goods over his shoulders. Beca quirked an eyebrow at him before settling her gaze back at a still rather confused Chloe. "Gotta' go Mitchell. Places to go and all. See you! Nice meeting you too." Death added as he headed out the door, acknowledging both Beca and Aubrey on his way out.

Aubrey looked just confused as Chloe the next time she glanced back at Beca. "That was totally not your cousin, was it?" and Beca nodded. "Then who on earth is the boy?"

"Bree, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you." was all Beca gave out as a reply before the doorbell rang again finally showing some of the Bellas.

"Show time's about to begin. You ready hobbit?" Aubrey chanced a look at Beca as their guests started rolling in, her eyes only on the redhead that had become her life.

And Beca smiled.

She was more than ready.

This was the moment where it was all leading to from the very start.

She felt for the red velvet pouch in her pocket once more, made sure the ring was in there.

Yep, this is where all the roads led.

The road she took when she joined the Bellas. The road where she got hit, the road of her journey with Death when she questioned her existence and worth for living.

It all led back to Chloe.