Prompt from unholyhelbig on Tumblr: The AU where Chloe's older sister tries to set her up with the alt-girl neighbor.

"I'm sorry, Carrie," Chloe Beale told her older sister. "Something came up and I won't be able to come to see you this weekend."

"Something or someone?," Carrie asked.

"What difference does it make?," Chloe asked.

"If it's something, I can deal with it," Carrie said. "If it's someone, I can't. You're always meeting someone and hooking up with them and then dropping them after two days or you have sex, whichever comes first. Give yourself a break. Come see me. I miss you, you twerp."

"I miss you, too," Chloe said with a sigh. "I promise, I'll be there next weekend and promise to spend Friday and Saturday night with you."

"Friday night is good enough," Carrie said. "I have to work the late shift on Saturday. You'd better not make any other plans. I mean we're in the same city and I see you less than when I still lived in Florida. Plus, I want you to meet my neighbor. She's definitely your type."

"Are trying to set me up again?," Chloe asked. "Because you have absolutely no idea what my type is."

"I know I've been off a few times," Carrie said. "But this time, I swear, you'll like her."

"I'll think about it," Chloe said.

"She moved in next door about six months ago," Carrie said. "She's what Aubrey would call 'alternative'. She's also really pretty and she's got these stormy blue eyes-"

"I said I'd think about it," Chloe said. "Besides, isn't this the same girl you've been trying to fix me up with her for months? She's never at home."

"That's because she's a DJ," Carrie said. "She's usually working Friday and Saturday nights. And when she isn't you have a date. If she's working on Friday you can meet her on Saturday. She's really into music, like you. And she plays at some of the hottest clubs in L.A. You can go listen to her music and dance the night away together."

"Will you stop," Chloe said, laughing. "I said I'd be there next Friday night. I have to go. I do have a date."

"I worry about you, Chlo," Carrie said. "This jumping from one person to another was fine when you were in college, but you're a teacher now. You need to settle down."

"You're just jealous because I go out more than you do," Chloe said.

"Not jealous," Carrie said. "Aidan and I go out all the time. Monogamy is not a bad thing. You should really try it sometime."

"I'm hanging up on you now," Chloe said in a sing-song voice.

"Fine," Carrie said with a laugh. "I'll see you next Friday."

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That night, Chloe sat through yet another dull date and wondered why she even accepted in the first place. The guy was attractive and seemed nice when she met him. Things started off okay, but then he started talking and all he talked about was how much weight he could bench press, how many situps he did every night before bed, how he had a lot of stamina 'if you know what I mean', wink wink. Ugh. Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, he started to freestyle rap. It was ridiculous and she looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to him. This date could not end soon enough for her.

When he was done with his rap, Chloe smiled politely and excused herself to go to the ladies room. She grabbed their waitress and gave her some money toward their check and snuck out. She hurried out of the restaurant before he knew she was gone. She breathed a sigh of relief when she was finally sitting in the driver's seat of her car. Her phone buzzed and she froze, afraid the guy was texting her. She quickly glanced at the caller ID and saw it was from her best friend, Aubrey, asking her to call. She quickly called her.

"Hey, Chlo," Aubrey answered. "What are you doing tonight?"

"I just finished a disastrous date and was thinking of going home," Chloe said. "Why? What do you have in mind?"

"Stacie's friend from work has a cousin who's DJing at Club Intrigue," Aubrey told her. "We're meeting him and a few of their work friends there. One of their friends can't make it so there's an extra spot, and I thought you might want to join us."

"I'm in," Chloe said quickly. "I need something to salvage this night. Should I come to yours?"

"Yeah," Aubrey responded. "Stacie's here and we can all catch an Uber together. You should plan to spend the night so you can drink."

"See you in fifteen," Chloe said and ended the call.

Chloe started her car and hurried out of the parking lot. She sang along to the radio as she drove and her mood was picking up significantly. Stacie answered the door and handed her a shot. Chloe downed it and hugged Stacie.

"Thank you," Chloe said. "I needed that."

"Get in here, hot stuff," Stacie said. "Aubrey's changing her shoes and the Uber will be here any minute."

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There was a long line to get into Club Intrigue when the girls got out of the car.

"Follow me," Stacie said and went to the head of the line. She gave the bouncer her name and they were allowed in. The music was blaring and the place was pretty crowded. Stacie searched for and found her friends in a private VIP area.

"Wow," Chloe yelled to Aubrey so she could hear her over the music. "Stacie's friend is the real deal."

"This is the third time Jesse's invited us out to hear his cousin," Aubrey yelled in Chloe's ear. "She's really good."

"She?," Chloe asked with an arched brow.

"Yeah, she," Aubrey said. "And she's really hot, too. Stacie said if we weren't together she'd be all over her. You'll get to meet her because she usually comes over to see Jesse before her set starts. She's definitely more your type."

"Wow," Chloe said. "Now you're starting to sound like Carrie. She wants me to meet her neighbor because apparently, she's my type, too."

Aubrey laughed. "Let's get something to drink."

Chloe made her way back to the VIP area with Aubrey and Stacie as they carried their drinks.

"DJ Titanium Red should be coming to see Jesse any minute," Stacie said. "I don't want to miss her."

"You mean you don't want to miss a chance to hit on her," Aubrey said with a laugh.

"Don't be jealous, babe," Stacie said and kissed Aubrey. "I love how flustered she gets and her blushing is really cute."

The three girls were chatting with Jesse and the rest of the group when a man came rushing over to Jesse. He whispered something in Jesse's ear and Jesse paled. He immediately turned and followed the guy toward the back of the club.

"What's going on?," Chloe asked as Jesse rushed off.

"I don't know," Stacie said.

Stacie walked over to their work friends and asked but no one seemed to know what was going on. Just then an announcement came through the club stating that DJ Titanium Red would not be performing tonight and that the house DJ would continue for the rest of the evening. The crowd booed it's disapproval because most of them came to hear DJ Titanium Red.

"Something must have happened to Jesse's cousin," Chloe said.

"Jesse just texted and said he had to go to the hospital with her," Benji, another friend, said.

"Did he say what happened?," Stacie asked.

"No," Benji replied.

"I hope she's okay," Stacie said.

"Do you want to leave?," Aubrey asked. "We can go to the hospital so someone is with Jesse."

"You guys go ahead, I think I'm just going to head home," Chloe said. "I don't really know them and I'd feel weird just hanging around the hospital. And I don't want to stay here by myself."

"Okay," Aubrey said. "Come on, Stacie, I'll get us an Uber."

"I'll order mine now," Chloe said and pulled the app. She ordered the Uber and said, "Mine should be here in like three minutes."

"Let's go outside," Aubrey said. "Ours is close, too."

The three women walked outside and their rides drove up a few minutes later. They hugged and Chloe got in her Uber and went home.

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The week passed by fairly quickly and before Chloe knew it, it was Friday. Chloe stayed after school to grade papers and prepare for the next week having decided to drive to her sister's in time for dinner. She gathered her stuff and walked to her car, calling her sister on the way.

"Hey, Chlo," Carrie said excitedly. "You'd better be calling to tell me your on your way over."

"I am," Chloe said with a laugh. "What do you want for dinner? I'm hungry and thought I'd save time by picking something up on my way."

"Hang on," Carrie said.

Chloe kept the phone to her ear as she got in the car. She could hear muffled sounds coming through and wondered what Carrie was doing. She put the key in the ignition but didn't start it right away.

"Hey," Carrie said coming back on the line. "How about I call in an order to that little Chinese place near here that you love? I'll put it on my card and all you have to do is pick it up."

"Um, okay," Chloe said. "Order me my usual. I'm in my car so I'm hanging up. See you in about half an hour."

"Yes, ma'am," Carrie said with a laugh. "I'll see you when you get here."

Chloe started the car and put her seatbelt on. She pulled out of the school lot and drove in the direction of her sister's place.

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"Come on," Carrie told the brunette. "I'm here because you're going to need help."

"I am capable of taking a shower on my own," Beca said stubbornly.

"I know you are," Carrie said with a sigh. "I'm a nurse so don't be embarrassed. You're cute but you do nothing for me."

"Good to know," Beca said sarcastically, then winced when she felt a pain in her side. "Fine. Would you please help me? I want to wash my hair and I don't think I can lift my arm up high enough."

"I can do that," Carrie said. "Just take off your shirt so I can tape this plastic over the wound to keep it dry.

Beca did as she was told and Carrie covered the wound. Once she was sure it was secure she turned her back to Beca so the girl could finish undressing. She heard the shower curtain open and close so she turned around.

"Let me help you with your hair first," Carrie said. "Then I can get the stuff to replace your bandage once you come out."

"Okay," she heard Beca say over the shower.

Carrie told Beca to wet her hair really well and then back up to her. Carrie stood outside the tub and washed Beca's hair.

"Now get back under the spray," Carrie told her once she was done.

Beca got under the spray and moved her head around to get the suds out. "Can you come up here and make sure I got all the suds?"

Carrie moved the curtain and ran her hands through Beca's hair as the water fell down over her.

"That should do it," Carrie said.

"Thanks," Beca said. "I think I can manage from here."

"Okay. I'm going to set everything up in the kitchen," Carrie said as she dried her hands and arms. "Just put on your sweatpants and button down and come on out when you're done. Just yell out if you need any help."

"Will do," Beca said.

Carrie had just finished setting everything out to change Beca's bandage when the brunette came in with her shirt half off and a towel in her hand. She had wet spots on her sweats where she couldn't dry herself. She was holding her shirt, which was also sporting a few wet spots, and trying to hold it together to cover her bare chest.

"I couldn't get my arm in the sleeve," Beca said indicating the shirt. "And I need help drying my hair."

"That's okay," Carrie said. "You would have to take your shirt off anyway. Sit here."

Beca hopped up on the stool Carrie pulled out for her. Carrie took the towel and dried her hair the best she could so it wasn't dripping down Beca's back. She wrapped Beca's hair in the towel.

"Can you take your shirt all the way off?," Carrie asked. "You can hold it in front of you if you're embarrassed."

Beca took the shirt off and was just about to cover herself when she heard a cough from behind her. She and Carrie both turned to see who made the sound. Beca's eyes widened because one, the girl was hot, and two, she was a redhead. Beca had a thing for redheads.

"Gee, Care," Chloe said with a smirk as she walked over and put the food on the other side of the counter. "I didn't know you were into the ladies. She's hot. Kudos to you."

Beca's mouth dropped open in shock and she turned to face Chloe. "We're not -. I'm. This is. No, no, it's not like that," Beca stammered.

"Don't mind her," Carried said nonplussed. "This is my sister, Chloe. Chloe, this is Beca, my neighbor."

"Nice to see you," Chloe said and glanced down at Beca's bare chest. "Really nice."

Beca realized she was sitting there bare-chested, and her nipples were standing at attention from the chill. She grabbed her shirt up to cover herself. She blushed and stammered, "Um, yeah, you, too."

"Turn back to the side, Beca," Carrie said as she started removing the covering she had placed over the wound.

"So, what happened here?," Chloe asked as she started pulling food out of the bags.

"Nothing," Beca said.

"Nothing?," Carrie snorted. "She got jumped by some crazy fan and was stabbed. She was in the hospital and developed a fever so she had to stay a couple of extra days. I'm helping her until she's able to do things on her own."

"Are you okay, now?," Chloe asked showing real concern.

"Yeah," Beca said. "Lucky for me I have a trauma nurse living next door. Carrie offered to help change my bandages and keep an eye on me so I could come home."

"All done," Carrie said.

"Thanks," Beca said. "Could you help me with my shirt?"

Beca noticed that Chloe turned around while Carrie helped Beca get her shirt on. She grimaced when she had to move her left arm because it pulled at the wound.

"Thanks," Beca said. "I'm going to want to take one of those pain pills after I eat."

"Are you okay?," Carrie asked.

"Yeah," Beca said. "Just all the moving with the shower and getting dressed pulled it a bit. It's gone to about a level eight pain-wise. But, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Chloe finished taking the food out of the bags and set everything on the counter. Beca used her right hand to take the towel off her head and let her hair fall down over her shoulders. Chloe watched as Beca shook her head to let her hair cascade down, admiring how it fell over her shoulders and onto her chest, landing just above her breasts. The bare breasts she had just seen moments ago. She bit her bottom lip before she realized she was staring and blushed slightly. She quickly looked away to find herself staring at Carrie smirking at her. She rolled her eyes and picked up her egg roll.

"So, Beca," Chloe said before biting into her egg roll. "Carrie tells me you're a DJ. Where do you spin?"

"I have a couple of places I rotate around," Beca said picking up her chopsticks. She grimaced and placed her hand on her side. "Since this happened," Beca pointed to her side, "I'm going to have to take a break. I was supposed to play Club Intrigue the night I got stabbed. That's one of my favorite places to play."

"Wait," Chloe said sitting up. "You're Jesse's cousin, right?"

"That's right," Beca said.

"I was there with him that night," Chloe said.

"You know, Jesse?," Beca asked.

"Not really," Chloe said. "I meant I was there with him because my best friend Stacie works with him."

"Is she the tall, leggy brunette?," Beca asked and Chloe nodded her head. "She's always hitting on me, even when she's with the blonde Jesse said was her girlfriend."

"The blonde is my other best friend, Aubrey," Chloe said with a small laugh. "She told me Stacie likes to flirt with you because she thinks you're cute when you blush and get all flustered. And from what I saw just a little bit ago, she wasn't wrong."

Beca couldn't help herself and felt her cheeks redden. She tried to hide them by looking down at her food. She heard a soft chuckle and looked up. "See? Really cute."

"So, um," Beca said clearing her throat. "You're a teacher?"

"Yeah," Chloe said hiding her smile. "I teach second grade."

Carrie couldn't help but smile as Beca and Chloe continued their conversation, both forgetting she was there. She watched as they laughed and flirted. She jumped slightly when her phone started ringing causing the two girls to jerk their heads around to stare at her.

"Sorry," Carrie said as she answered the call.

Beca and Chloe were quiet as they went back to eating, all the while smiling and stealing glances at each other.

"I have to go," Carrie said. "There's a major accident and they need all hands. I don't know how long I'll be gone."

"Can we do anything?," Chloe asked.

"Yes, you can," Carrie said. "Beca needs to take some pain meds and she can't be left alone. Can you stay with her until I get back? You can sleep in my room and Beca can stay in the guest room."

"I can sleep in my own bed," Beca said. "It's just next door."

"Do I need to remind of you of the cookie incident from last night?," Carrie asked with a raised eyebrow.

"What cookie incident?," Chloe asked looking between the two women.

"I may have decided to make cookies while under the influence of pain pills," Beca said blushing. "It was not my best idea."

"She fell asleep and forgot they were in the oven," Carrie said. "I smelled them burning over here and when I got into her apartment she was sound asleep on the couch with smoke pouring out of the oven."

"Fine," Beca said. "I just need to get something to sleep in and I'll stay here."

"Good," Carrie said. "I need to go change."

Carrie left and Chloe was biting her lip to keep from laughing at Beca. "Burned the cookies, did ya?," Chloe asked and laughed.

"Yeah," Beca said with a laugh. "I'm glad Carrie is such a good neighbor and friend. She's really helped me a lot. Especially the whole keeping me from dying of smoke inhalation last night."

"She is the best," Chloe said.

Carrie came back to the kitchen dressed in her work scrubs. She was carrying a small pill bottle and set them on the counter.

"Here are Beca's pain meds," Carrie told Chloe. "She takes only one and make sure she drinks plenty of water with it. She'll probably be asleep about a half an hour after taking them. Keep an eye on her and if she wants cookies, you make them for her."

"Haha," Beca deadpanned.

"No problem," Chloe said with another smile directed at Beca. "It will be my pleasure."

Beca blushed slightly but smiled back at Chloe. Carrie grabbed her phone and keys. Chloe got up and walked to the door with her.

"Be careful," Chloe told her.

"Always," Carrie said and hugged Chloe before leaving.

Chloe walked back to the kitchen and saw Beca holding her side again. She frowned and picked up the bottle of pain pills.

"Are you ready for your medicine?," Chloe asked her.

"Yeah," Beca said grimacing. "I can't believe it still hurts this much."

"How about we get whatever you need from your apartment for the night," Chloe suggested. "Then you can come back here and get comfortable before you take your pills."

"That sounds like a good idea," Beca said.

An hour later, Beca and Chloe are sitting on the bed in Carrie's guest room with Beca's laptop resting on her lap. She was showing Chloe some of her music and they were chatting. Beca yawned and apologized.

"I think I'm going to go to sleep," Beca said. "If that's okay with you?"

"Oh, sure," Chloe said getting off the bed.

Chloe took Beca's laptop and set it on the dresser. She turned to leave but stopped when Beca spoke.

"Where are you going?"

"To Carrie's room," Chloe said pointing over her shoulder.

"Carrie said you were supposed to keep an eye on me," Beca said biting her lip. "I don't know what I might do under the influence of the pain pills."

"Are you asking me to sleep with you?," Chloe teased.

Beca blushed. "No, I thought maybe you could cuddle with me until I fall asleep?"

"How did you know I was a cuddler?," Chloe asked as she climbed back into bed.

"It kind of fits your personality," Beca said.

"Okay," Chloe said. "How do you want to do this? I don't want to hurt you."

"Um, maybe like this," Beca said as she laid on her right side with her back to Chloe. "You only have to stay until I'm asleep."

Chloe let Beca maneuver until she said she was in a good spot. Chloe then eased herself behind Beca and big-spooned her. She shuffled closer to Beca and settled her arm over Beca's hips.

"Is this okay?," Chloe whispered close to Beca's ear.

"Um, yeah, perfect," Beca said glad that Chloe couldn't see her blushing again.

Chloe made sure to keep her arm low across Beca's hips to avoid putting any pressure on Beca's injury. She found herself dozing off listening to the rhythmic sound of Beca's slow, even breathing.

Carrie came home at about four o'clock the next morning looking beat. She quietly went to her room and noticed that Chloe wasn't there. She went to check on Beca and smiled when she saw Chloe holding Beca while they both slept. Carrie pulled out her phone and took a couple of pictures. She smiled at the sleeping couple once more before turning to leave the room.

"I don't know what her type is my ass," Carrie mumbled as she looked down at one of the pictures and quietly closed the door.