A/N: Just a short update!

Chloe Beale

Chloe taps her fingers against the table at Benny's. She checks her phone for the hundredth time. 9:57 am. It's not like she told Beca a set time. Just 10ish. What does 10ish even mean?

She sighs, okay so she's a little nervous. Not that weird nervous that felt more like fear that she got whenever she knew she'd be seeing Beca but the kind of nervousness that keeps you up the night before prom because you can't stop thinking about how hot you're dates going to be in his suit when he picks you up.

A kid comes up to her, he's wearing a red apron with the word Benny's monogrammed on it, "what would you like to order?"

"Um," she looks at the front door. No sight of Beca. "A coffee, two sugars."

"That all?"

"For now." Chloe says, the boy leaves. Chloe runs her hand through her hair. And texts Aubrey.

She's not here yet!

Aubrey texts back a minute later. When did you tell her to meet you?

Chloe texts. 10ish.

Well calm down, 'cause it just turned ten. Aubrey replies and Chloe can just see her best friend rolling her eyes.

When Chloe looks up from her phone her eyes connect with cloudy blue ones that makes her stomach do flips. Beca's standing there her hands in the back pockets of her ripped denims. She's wearing a white t-shirt underneath an old and bit too big jean jacket. Her hair in its natural waves. Chloe thinks she looks like a catalogue model for the fall denim section. All she's missing is moccasins. Instead she has on her regular pair of white Vans.

"Hey," Beca says, her lips aren't smiling but her eyes are.

Chloe smiles, "hi."

Chloe just smiles at Beca like an idiot until the boy comes back and gives her, her coffee. "Thanks."

Beca's still standing there so Chloe tells her, "Please sit. I'm sorry, I kind of ordered while I was waiting."

Beca shakes her head slightly, "no it's fine."

Then to the boy who's standing there staring at her shell shocked she says, "can I have a coffee with like four milks and seven sugars?"

"A-re you B-Beca Mitchell?" The boy stutters. Chloe bites her lip as Beca gives the boy an amused smirk.

"Sure am kid."

"Holy Jesus." The boys jaw is hung open.

Beca just pats him on the shoulder, "on second thought I'll just take a donut."

He nods vigorously, "s-sure."

Beca sits down in the chair across from Chloe and jerks her thumb in the direction that the boy ran off to and says with a shrug, "fans."

Chloe laughs, "it's good to see you in a good mood."

"Likewise."

Chloe can't pretend to not notice Beca's lightly bouncing leg ever so slightly bumping into her own. It's tells her that Beca's nervous too and for some reason that makes her blush.

"So how's everyone?"

It takes a second for Chloe to form proper words, "they're fine. Everyone's relieved to know you're okay."

Beca nods and clenches her jaw then releases, "how's Courtney?"

"Good, she misses you. Everyone does." Chloe says. Beca's expression doesn't change.

"I miss you guys too."

"When are you going back to your apartment?" Chloe asks.

"I don't know, soon maybe."

Chloe nods, she doesn't really care where Beca is staying as long as she's safe and happy. That's what Chloe has decided. She'd support Beca no matter what. Whether she's finds her happiness in another girl that isn't Chloe. Or if she finds it in a place that isn't Barden. Chloe will support Beca. As long as she's happy, Chloe's happy.

When Beca was gone for those days Chloe felt lost. Like she'd look out the window and see the same streets she's seen for four years and not recognize them. Even just the thought of the possibility of Beca dying made her heart shatter into millions of pieces.

That's all it took. That feeling of herself breaking at the thought of Beca being gone made her realize how stupid and selfish she was being. It made her realize that she needed to snap out of it, not just for her but for Beca as well. Because Beca wasn't looking for someone to shove her into the deep end and expect human buoyancy to kick in. No, Beca needed someone to give her a hand and teach her how to swim and so long as Beca allows it, that's what Chloe plans to do.

"You okay? You're kind of like, staring." Beca asks, pulling Chloe out of her head.

Chloe blushes at being caught, "I'm just really happy you're okay."

Beca shakes her head slowly and smiles at Chloe. Not the smile Chloe's seen in the photo's of Beca on the internet. The smile in the home videos. The smile that crinkles her eyes and shows off all her teeth. "We texted all last night. I told you I was fine at least a billion times."

"It's easier to believe when I can actually see that you are."

Beca rolls her eyes, "so you were really worried huh?"

Chloe nods, "I thought something horrible happened to you."

"It kinda did."

"Can we talk about it?" Chloe's hesitant to ask because she doesn't want to trigger Beca in anyway.

Beca's quiet for a bit, "sure."

Then they sit there for the next five minutes in silence until the boy comes back. "Here's your donut."

Beca keeps her eyes on Chloe when she rips a order sheet out of his notepad, signs it and gives it back to him. Chloe smiles and Beca smiles back.

The boy thanks Beca a trillion times and leaves.

"That was nice."

Beca shrugs, "I did coke."

"What? Why?"

"I was mad."

"At me?"

Beca nods. Chloe feels a surge of guilt go through her. Beca could of died because of her.

"Well I can't exactly blame you, so you don't blame yourself either okay?" Beca says. "Like you said on that cliff, it's not anyone else shoving drugs down my throat, it's me."

Chloe bites her lip, "I'm so sorry, Beca"

"Chloe, it's fine. Really."

They talk for about an hour and a half more than Chloe thought their coffee (one sided) date would last. By no means is she complaining. Chloe could sit there all day and listen to Beca talk.

Unfortunately she has a shift at the Sweet shop so that won't happen, at least no t today. They both stand up and stare at each other for an awkward beat until Chloe steps forward and wraps Beca in a tight hug, "thanks for coming."

Beca bounds on the balls of her feet, "thanks for asking me to."

With one last squeeze they get into their own cars and drive away.

Chloe sits bored behind her stool, business is almost non existent today so she's surprised when she hears the door bell chimes.

She looks up to find Jesse standing there, "hey."

Jesse half waves, "hey, so you met Beca?"

"Yeah I-"

"Was she okay? Did she look healthy? Did she say she was going to come back anytime soon?" Jesse asks Chloe all in one breath.

Chloe shakes her head slowly, "she's fine but she said she's going to stay with the Junks for a little while longer."

Jesse frowns, "I should been there for her."

"Jesse, she doesn't blame you." Chloe assures him.

"It doesn't matter, Beca and I have gone through everything together. Just because we're back in Barden...I'm a terrible friend." Jesse hits his palms against the counter making Chloe jump a little.

"Beca doesn't blame you Jesse. She'll come back when she's ready." Chloe says trying to calm Jesse. It works because his breathing become less erratic.

After he leaves Chloe takes out her phone and send a text to Beca. Can you text Jesse, he's beating himself up.

Beca replies five minutes later. Over what?

Over you leaving. Chloe responds.

Beca texts. Okay, I'll call him. Thanks for letting me know.

Chloe smiles down at the screen of her phone. No problem.

Chloe doesn't get another text from Beca the entire rest of the day but she's okay with that. Beca's finally talking to her and it's not ending up in the two of them fighting so they're definitely improving their relationship. That's all Chloe could ask for.