Aca-moms

Two days had passed since the concert and Beca's sweet but somewhat cryptic confession. Chloe had taken it as another token of appreciation, but had a hard time not reading into it too much. Sunday evening had come around and while Beca was still in the kitchen, Chloe and David had gone into the living room. The redhead settled on the couch with the remote and asks:

"David, what movie do you want to watch?"

Two eyes turn towards her and he is silent for a moment, his nose scrunched as he thinks.

"I don't know, Chloe", he says as he pulls himself up on the couch and settles into Chloe's lap, "can we see the options, please?"

Chloe flicks through the on demand video library until she finds the Disney movies. Going through them, she makes some suggestions of the ones she knows Beca likes too. David finally settles on Finding Nemo.

"Becs, we're going to start without you."

She yells to the kitchen as she slightly adjust her position to a more comfortable one with David leaning against her. This is a recent development where David seeks more of her affection, but she's not complaining. Having been a little uncertain at first, because of the whole being-his-teacher thing, but when she saw nothing changed at school, she was fine with it. So here she is with her, yeah, what should she call him? Stepson? Nephew? Neither seem to fit, but she knows that the little boy has his own place in her heart, he's no longer just Beca's kid and one of her pupils.

She is awakened from her musings as Beca comes into the room.

"I see you guys don't need me here anymore.", she says pretending to be hurt. "I'll be in my studio"

"Nooo, Beca, I saved you a seat"

Chloe plays along, while she lifts her upper body, holding David in place with one arm, to shift down the couch a little, so Beca can sit near the armrest with Chloe's head in her lap.

The three of them watch the movie until David falls asleep on Chloe’s lap. Careful not to wake him, Chloe sits up and gets off the couch to carry him to his bed. Beca stands up to accompany her, but the redhead shakes her head to indicate that she doesn’t need to help.

When Chloe comes back to the living room, she finds that the little brunette had settled into a more comfortable position and was watching the rest of the movie. Settling down into the smaller woman’s body, she says:

“I can’t believe Finding Nemo is actually one of your favourite Disney movies…”

“Hey, it’s a movie where a man's wife is brutally murdered by a serial killer and his son is kidnapped and he has to chase the kidnapper thousands of miles with the help of a mentally disabled women. And there are the turtles, who are definitively even more stoned than the High Notes used to be. And it’s a fucking children’s movie…”

Chloe slaps the brunette and they get into a fight where Chloe ends up straddling Beca.

“This”, she says while tickling Beca, “is what you get for ruining one of the cutes movies ever.”

The brunette pushes Chloe off her and they switch to watch some series until Beca is struggling to stay awake and Chloe decides it’s time for bed.

The next couple of days pass in similar domestic bliss, until Beca comes home late from work one day. Chloe is sitting on the couch when Beca comes in, speaking on the phone. She is clearly agitated.

"Yeah... Yeah... On such short notice?!... Okay, I need to make some arrangements, let me get back to you...Bye"

After hanging up Beca sighs and lets Chloe wrap her in a hug.

"Bad news?" Chloe asks

"They need me in New York next week for some strategic meetings. I have to leave in two days… I have to take care of so many things... Make arrangements at the office, make arrangements for David ..."

"Becs, I'm here, you know. David and I will be fine."

"I didn't want to assume, are you sure? I'll be gone for four days.."

"Beca, we'll be fine"

"Thank you" Beca sighs

On Sunday Beca leaves for New York. Chloe had offered to drive her to the airport, but Beca had declined. She insisted Chloe should sleep in and have a nice relaxing day. She also knows it will be easier for David that way. So here they were Sunday morning 3:30 AM, Chloe and David sleepy and in their pyjamas, Beca frantically checking whether she had everything. When the taxi pulls op she kisses both of them on the cheek and is out the door.

"Okay, let's get back to sleep" Chloe says offering her hand leading the boy. When they pass Beca's bedroom, David comes to a halt. "Chloe, can I sleep in here?"

In the first period that Chloe slept in one bed with Beca, David would crawl in at Beca's other side. Later he did opt for the middle, but he still clung to the brunette. She figured it would be fine to let him sleep in the bed, let him snuggle with Beca's pillow or something, if it would make it easier on him that his mom just left for a few days. To her surprise David did not choose to stay on his mother's side of the bed, but wraps his arms around Chloe's neck, curling up against her torso. Chloe feels a new sensation of love flow through her body. As she hears his breath steadying, she soon falls asleep too. When they woke up it was already well into the morning and Chloe decided that they would go out for brunch and to the park afterwards.

Beca had an uneventful flight and arrived in New York. She took a cab to the hotel to get herself settled in. The actual meetings would not start until tomorrow, but she had a one on one meeting later that day with someone on the Atlanta office, now that she was there anyway.

When she had dropped off her bag and closed her eyes for a short nap, she decided that she should go eat something. Since she wasn't in New York much these days, she planned to make most of her days and decided to call Stacie to see if she was up for brunch.

Stacie lived in New York and was always busy, being the editor of a new popular lifestyle glossy. Luckily she could find some time to have brunch with Beca. Instead of going out she picked up some food and coffee and met Stacie at her apartment.

"Beca! It's been too long, how have you been?" Stacie wraps the smaller brunette in a hug, which she only briefly allows.

"Ugh, Stacie, it's only been a few months. I got busy, didn't have much time to call or anything."

"I know, I know. Single mom, hot shot producer, even running a studio now. I don't get how you do it. Speaking of which, where is your boy?"

"Uhm, I didn't take him, since I have three full days of meetings here, and not much else."

"Okay, so I guess you settled in nicely then. Beca, I have to ask you a favor. Our next issue has a Powermom theme, strong independent women raising children, with articles on how to avoid getting a mom body, tips for a better sex life after having kids, a series of interviews with single women who have a career and a kid, I thought you could be like a highlight to that? You know, since you're mildly famous?"

"No, Uhm, I.. Don't want that. I mean it wouldn't be fair or something."

Beca wants to slap herself at that response. Stacie felt something was off as well.

"Beca, what do you mean it wouldn't be fair. Fair to whom?... Is Jesse back?"

"No, it's no Jesse, he's still in Europe... It's just, there are some people that are always prepared to help, it doesn't feel good...", she tries to make a save.

Just at that moment Beca's phone notifies her of several incoming messages. It was a series of pictures, David behind an stack of pancakes, David on the swings in the park, a selfie of Chloe with a cup of coffee and a picture of the both of them. Forgetting all around her for a minute, Beca allows a goofy smile to form around her lips. How she loves those dorks.

Stacie watched the tiny brunette with growing wonder. "Oh my... Beca, are you seeing someone?"

"No, I'm not. It's just an update on how David is doing"

"Are you sure, you look at your phone like you're about to melt.."

"Let it go, Stace. How is your love life?"

"Well, busy working woman and the Hunter still won't be tamed, so … yeah"

"Stacie, are you ever going to grow up? I mean … seriously, do you never think about what it would be like not to come back to an empty house? … Not to wake up alone? … To have someone waiting with dinner when you come home after a particularly long day?" Beca's train of thought had derailed somewhere there, but Beca hadn't seemed to notice.

Stacie did however and wasn't going to let it go this time. "Beca, I'm sure you four year old isn't cooking you dinner. You are definitely seeing someone.."

"No, I'm not." Beca replies turning to look down at the street down below.

"Come on Beca, don't lie to me. There is something going on."

After a long silence Beca admits: "Chloe moved in with us. I met her again, she's still in Atlanta teaching at David's school and her-"

"So you told her?"

Beca keeps staring out of the window, remaining silent.

"So you didn't? You know you should, right?"

"No, Stace, I'll lose her."

"So what will you do when someone else comes along, you'll lose her. Maybe you should just tell her about your little revelation and leave it up to her?"

"You know it is impossible to just tell her I'm gay. It will always mean something more, and she can only take it the wrong way, unless I tell her the whole truth, which I can't do."

"Beca, you're impossible. Just never say I didn't warn you."

The two girls have no desire to continue this discussion and their conversation drifts off to Stacie’s life and work.