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Beca was preparing tea when the door knocked. She looked with eyes wide as took out her gun and made her way to the door and looking through the hole. What is she doing here? She thought to herself as she noticed that it was her neighbor. She waited a few seconds hoping that she would go away. She put the gun away and opened the door, only for Chloe Beale to run inside and close the door. The redhead peaked through the hole but then realized that someone was behind her. Turning around, she locked eyes with Beca. Both in confusion, taking in each other's beauty.

Woah. They both thought.

They were brought out when they heard Jonothan hitting Chloe's door and repeatedly ringing the bell. "Open the door! I know you are inside!" He roared. The redhead began to shake as she was looking through the peak hole. Beca stood behind her not knowing what to do. She sighed as she gently rested her hand on the redhead's shoulder. "Excuse me." She softly said as she moved Chloe to the side and took a look herself. "He's inside."

"Shush!" Chloe replied in a whisper. "Lower your voice please." She said with fear laced in her voice and tears were falling from her eyes.

Beca looked at her as her heart slightly broke at the sight of the redhead. "Let me go out there." She said as she reached for the doorknob only to be stopped when Chloe laid her hand above Beca's. "What are you doing!" She whisper-yelled. "Stop!"

"Just give me a minute, I'll sort it out." The short brunette said firmly.

Chloe shook her head. "Please, please stay here. He'll easily kill me and you." She said seriously as tears continued to flow. "Please understand, he is very powerful." She continued, staring into Beca's eyes. "Please."

Beca sighed as she removed her hand from the doorknob, she then noticed that Chloe was breathing very hard. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly but got no reply because, within seconds, Chloe had fallen on the ground, almost losing conscious. The short brunette picked her up bridal style and laid her on the couch. "I'll get you water. Calm down." She said somewhat in a panic as she ran to the kitchen, grabbed a glass and handed to the redhead. "Here you go, drink slowly."

The redhead took the glass with shaky hands and she took a few sips. Beca took a seat beside her as he looked at her. "Pardon me for my question, but who is that guy?"

"He... can we not talk about it? That's a long story and I can't talk about it now. I don't mean any disrespect." She said, inhaling a deep breath.

Beca nodded. "As you wish, but are you okay? Do you feel better?"

Chloe didn't reply, as she took another sip of water. "I have to go." She said standing up. Beca grabbed her arm gently. "Stay." She said softly. "He might still be waiting for you downstairs or he might come up again. Just wait a few more minutes until you are sure that he left. I mean if you want." The short brunette felt weird, she didn't want Chloe to leave and she was scared for her.

The redhead smiled gently. "It's okay, I am sure he left." She said as she turned her back and walked to the door.

"I-I'm here," Beca stammered. "You can come back anytime you want. Whenever you want." She said softly as Chloe walked through the door.

The next morning, Beca woke up to her phone ringing. Jumping in panic and grabbing her phone, Beca answered. "Hey Jonothan, is something wrong? Did something happen to Andrews?" She said worriedly.

"No Boss, don't worry but Dr. Maxwell wants to talk to you. she says it's urgent."

Beca sighed as she felt her heart rate slow down. "I'll be there in 10 minutes." She hung up and got ready wearing her signature hat. Locking her apartment door, she sighed as she pressed the elevator, then looking to Chloe's door. She had this strong urge to go and knock and make sure the redhead was okay. But she backed out, knowing it's for the best if she stayed away...

Walking through the hospital's halls she made her way to find Dr. Maxwell and Jonothan removing tubes. Looking at them in confusion she cleared her throat causing both to look at her. "Good morning Boss, we have great news. We removed the tubes and he is able to breathe on his own now." Dr. Maxwell said as she saw Beca sigh in relief.

But before Beca could ask, she heard Andrews moan in pain. Eyes still closed and his oxygen mask is still on his face. She ran to his side. "Andrews. I'm here beside you. Don't worry. Just stay strong." She said then looked at the Dr. "Tell me what's wrong?"

Dr. Maxwell smiled. "He's going to be okay, he is reflecting well with the medicine. We gave him something to relax him because his intestines are ripped apart and he had a huge operation and any wrong move could hurt him. There is still hope Boss."

Beca smiled as she looked at Andrews. "Thank God," she said as she watched the Dr. for a few minutes then leave. Taking a seat beside him, she sat and closed her eyes. She felt good that her cousin was doing better, but she also couldn't but her mind wander to a certain redhead. Why was she making her heart beat so fast whenever she's near? Beca couldn't like anyone. Every time she loved someone, they left.

She sat about an hour beside him, then deciding that she should head home and rest, Beca put on her hat and glasses, making her way back to the apartment. A few minutes later, she was standing in front of her apartment. Taking the keys out of her pocket, she heard the door of her neighbor getting opened. Turning around, she smiled when she saw the redhead.

"Hey, good morning." The redhead smiled politely.

Beca nodded. "Good morning."

"I'm sorry about last night," Chloe said as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "I left without thanking you."

The short brunette shook her head. "Don't worry about it, what are neighbors for right?"

Chloe chuckled softly. "True but not in that situation. The important thing is that I didn't bother you."

"Not to worry at all," Beca said getting closer to the redhead.

The redhead looked at Beca as she took her glasses off. "Did you move in here recently? I never saw you here before."

Beca cleared her throat. "True, I moved here just a couple of days ago."

"That's great," Chloe said as she averted her eyes from Beca's. She really meant it. Chloe had this feeling of calmness and safety when she barged in into the brunette's place.

The short brunette gave the redhead a confused look. "Excuse me?"

"I-I mean it's great your here because the old lady who was here before you was not friendly at all." She came up with the lie. Beca chuckled as she looked at Chloe, they stared a few moments into each other's eyes but then broke the connection when Beca turned around, wanting to go back to her apartment. "D-Do you want to drink coffee?" Chloe asked hesitantly.

"Uh..." Beca stuttered. "At your place?" She continued confused.

Chloe chuckled. "You have every right to be scared."

"Scared?" Beca asked. I've been through worse. She thought.

The redhead shrugged. "Yeah, scared from what happened yesterday."

The short brunette smirked. "Look, it's my pleasure to drink coffee with you, but seriously. You are making what happened yesterday seem tragic. We are neighbors, and what happened is a small problem that passed."

"And?" Chloe waited for her to continue. Beca shook her head smiling as she shrugged. "I think you have someone to get to." Chloe continued.

"I-I don't!" The brunette replied quickly. "I don't have anyone. At all."

The redhead looked at Beca's door then at Beca. "Then it means that you are stingy and don't want to invite me for a coffee at your place."

"Stingy?" The brunette laughed. "I promise you not at all. But... uh.." She searched for an excuse but couldn't find any. "Come in." She said with a smirk as she opened the door.

Chloe smiled and entered the apartment, followed by Beca. "Coffee?" Beca asked holding two mugs. "That was the deal." The short brunette smiled and went to the kitchen then heard Chloe's voice. "Do you live alone?"

"Yeah, I live here alone." Beca raised her voice slightly so that the redhead can hear her as she added water to the coffee machine. "ِAnd are you here for a visit or do you live here?" She heard Chloe ask. Beca sighed, that's what she was afraid of. The questions. "Uh... I'm here for a visit actually." She lied smoothly. "I'm waiting for a company to reply to a job offer." She said as she took off her hat and ran her hand through her hair, making her way back to the living room.

"What did you study?" Chloe asked again, intrigued by the woman in front of her. But when she saw Beca hesitate she added quickly. "I'm sorry if I am asking a lot of questions. It's just I was wondering if I could help."

Beca shook her head. "Don't worry. T-There's a Europian company... There is a branch here. S-So I made an interview wi-with them... and I'm waiting for a reply." She replied hesitantly as she came up with the lie, hoping that the redhead would buy it.

"Well, I wish you the best of luck," Chloe replied with a small smile. Beca smiled as they both stood in awkward silence. A few seconds later, Chloe spoke again. "Coffee?"

"What coffee?" Beca asked taken aback. Then she snapped out of it. "Oh yeah!" She said running to the kitchen, she then noticed that she didn't press start. Chloe came walking a few seconds later, laughing. "What happened?" She asked when she saw Beca hit her forehead.

Beca chuckled. "I forgot to press start."

"What do you know about me?" Chloe asked suddenly.

The short brunette shrugged. "What all of the people know." Chloe nodded. "Yeah, but there are some people who hate me, and some who respect me."

"Nah, I don't hate you. And I also don't think people can't hate you. Maybe because you are a little bit of a trouble maker, people might despise you." Beca said with a chuckle. "At the end, keep in mind that people run after what's best for them." She said as she poured the coffee in the two mugs and nodded to Chloe towards the living room.

After chatting a bit about Chloe's work, Beca asked how does the making of a new episode work. "So, preparing for an episode takes a lot of time and stress. We can't open a file without making sure of it and having sufficient evidence. That's why most of the time we change the theme of the episode. And if you have time, watch the episode, I would like to hear your opinion."

Beca nodded. "Most definitely. But I need to ask you for a favor." She then sighed. "I want you to be careful not to have more problems than you already have."

Chloe looked at her confused. "What do you mean?" She asked defensively.

"I don't mean anything by it, we were talking about the people who are too dangerous for you to talk about," Beca replied honestly.

The redhead nodded. "Oh okay, but what's important for me is the people."

Beca also nodded. "Do you want my honest opinion?" She asked and when she saw the redhead nod, she continued. "Always remember to keep your what is best for your interest first. If you really care about people's concern, you have to be careful. So that they won't lose you or your show."

Chloe smirked. "Looks like you do watch my episodes."

Beca laughed. "You reached a very good place, and from what I understood is that there are some people who get very annoyed when they see your show. You talked about a lot of stuff in your show, and you got famous just by opening very sensitive subjects, but these concerns that you are talking about, are they solving peoples problems? What is the reality here? Nothing. Maybe I am overstepping and I apologize for that but that's my opinion and I am sorry."

"I- uh... I should go." Chloe said suddenly as she stood up.

Beca also stood up and sighed. "Looks like you got a bit sad from my talk."

Chloe cleared her throat. "Not at all, I just have an appointment at the station. And when I saw you I was already going out. Thank you for the coffee." She said as she walked to the door. "I'll see you soon."

Beca smiled. "See you soon." She said as she closed the door behind her and sighed. A few seconds later, the door knocked again, she opened it to find the redhead.

"I never asked you about your name," Chloe said with a smile.

Beca froze, desperately trying to come up with a name. "My name is... Sarah."